Chapter 575: A huge trap, No. 10 can no longer hold back
Chapter 575: A huge trap, No. 10 can no longer hold back
Just as K was driving the stolen sports car towards the abandoned stadium.
Three different cars were already parked on the road outside the stadium.
In the SUV at the front, No. 7, who was sitting in the driver's seat, picked up a submachine gun from the passenger seat and then walked out of the car.
When number seven got off the bus.
A total of five people carrying guns got out of the two cars behind.
It's obvious.
These five people are the remaining members of the poker organization, number six, number five, number four, number three and number two.
Since the opponent is number 10 and Q has been killed, the professor cannot be contacted and K cannot provide help.
Number 7 did not dare to be negligent at all and directly called all the other members over.
This mission is not as simple and easy as imagined.
Not only do we have to deal with Number Ten who betrayed the organization, but we also have to prevent her from releasing the organization's secret intelligence, which would lead to consequences that cannot be dealt with.
They also need to rescue the injured No. 1 and retrieve Q's body.
No matter what, Q's body must not be left in a place like this without anyone to collect it until it completely rots.
He exhaled heavily.
Number 7 suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind, looked at the five people behind him, and said without any doubt.
"Let's go, hurry up."
"No matter what, No. 10 must be dealt with and Miss Q's body must be taken away from this place."
Hearing this.
The five members who walked out later all had obvious expressions of sadness on their faces, and some even had some difficult-to-accept emotions in their expressions.
They could never have imagined that... Number 10, who also belonged to the poker organization and had once been as close to each other as a family, would choose to betray the organization and even kill Sister Q who had helped them a lot.
This was simply... a special situation that was beyond their imagination, unacceptable, and filled them with complicated emotions.
Especially now that neither K nor the professor can be contacted, no one can give the most appropriate advice and act like a leader, allowing them to follow behind and obey orders.
After No. 7 said this.
Number Two, who was wearing a simple white shirt and had a ponytail, looked at Number Seven and spoke in a crying voice with suppressed sadness.
"Number seven."
"Is Miss Q really dead?"
"Why didn't Brother K and the professor come here to lead and help us?"
"Does that mean that the six of us... have been abandoned by them? Will there be no more poker organizations in the future?"
Hearing what No. 2 said.
Number Seven was obviously silent for a few seconds, then pointed at the cars next to the tree and spoke hoarsely.
"You should all know whether Sister Q is in trouble or not."
"Whether it's the photos sent by No. 1, or the cars parked on the side of the road, or the obvious traces of gunfire and collision in front, I think they all show that this was not an accident."
"As for Brother K, I can only say that... he and the others paid the price of their lives to settle the final accounts with that dog Su Ming."
"Even if this crisis is resolved, it will be difficult for Brother K to return to the poker organization."
"I'm not very clear about the professor's situation at the moment, and I can't make any bold inferences to figure out what the professor is thinking."
"Now I am sure of one thing. No matter what the fate of the organization is, or what the professor will do, No. 10 is a problem we must solve."
"As for what will happen to our poker organization after we get rid of her, that's not something I'm considering, understand?"
Number 7's words were firm, yet extremely sincere.
The other five members of the poker organization were stunned for a moment, and then they nodded in agreement without expressing any opinions.
Seeing that he had convinced the other members, No. 7 no longer hesitated.
Holding a submachine gun, he took the lead and carefully explored the interior of the abandoned gymnasium.
......
One minute later.
The six people have arrived at the entrance of the gymnasium. The door of this abandoned gymnasium has long been fallen off, and dust and fallen leaves are everywhere. There is no light inside.
Only the moonlight from the sky shone through the hollow roof of the gymnasium, bringing some light.
Number 7 walked at the front of the team, using the searchlight on his submachine gun to conduct an extremely careful screening of the gymnasium floor. His right finger was always on the trigger, without moving at all.
According to what No. 1 said before, Q's body should be somewhere on the ground of the gymnasium.
But why... I scanned such a large area but found nothing, nor did I see Q's body or any signs of fighting.
Just when No. 7 was a little confused.
The trembling voice of No. 2, with an obvious crying tone, was then heard.
"Seven...Number seven."
"Um...is that Miss Q? Is that Miss Q?"
Hear this.
Number Seven immediately turned around to look at Number Two, and then followed her gaze.
Pointing the submachine gun at that position, the searchlight under the muzzle immediately captured a clear picture of that position.
A female corpse with twisted limbs, covered in blood, and obvious bullet holes appeared in the eyes of the six people present.
There was no need to get close. Just by looking at the general body shape, clothing, and hair color, the six people could clearly tell... this was Q's body.
Even though they had already received the news from Number One, the shock of seeing the corpse with their own eyes still made the six of them fall silent.
Number 7 was the first to come to his senses. He looked at the five people behind him who were in a trance and said without question.
"Pay attention to your surroundings and be careful of the ambush of No. 10."
"That's Miss Q's body. There's no need to take the risk of further investigation. Now all our energy and goals should be focused on dealing with No. 10."
Speaking of this.
Number Seven suddenly realized that, in addition to the traitor Number Ten, even the seriously injured Number One was currently hiding somewhere unknown.
In this incident, it is obvious that Number One knows more information, so we must get more clues about Number Ten's location from him.
Number 7 frowned, and began to look around the abandoned gymnasium, and shouted in a low voice.
"Number one, number one."
"Are you around here? We are coming, answer us if you can hear us."
It's obvious.
In the eyes of No. 7, judging from the fact that No. 1 was able to take a picture of Q's body, No. 1 is most likely around here, but because he was seriously injured, he doesn't know where he is hiding in order to avoid No. 10.
Just a few seconds after No. 7 asked in a low voice.
“Ring, ring, ring—”
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang very quickly...
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