"Thump!"
The female mosquito slammed into the wall, and the powerful impact caused a lot of dust to fall from the 22nd-floor ceiling, spreading out in concentric circles.
Zheng Qing took aim instantly, and the other soldiers followed suit. An endless barrage of bullets engulfed the mother mosquito, preventing it from even touching the ground.
"Hey, guns are no use! Use grenades!" Amidst the barrage of gunfire, the squad leader shouted to Zheng Qing.
"No!" Zheng Qing changed the magazine and continued firing.
If a grenade is used, the 23rd and 24th floors will definitely collapse. There are still ordinary people on the 22nd floor whose fate is unknown. If there are any more accidents, the entire Building A may collapse.
Helpless, the captain gritted his teeth and continued to vent his anger on the female mosquito, the muzzle of his gun already red-hot.
"Stop!" Li Changzhou shouted. "You can't kill her like this. Let me through!"
Nobody listens to him.
Zheng Qing glanced at Li Changzhou, struggled for a moment, then raised her left hand and gave the order:
"Cease fire!"
The thunderous gunfire instantly turned into a gentle breeze and drizzle, with only a few shots still ringing out, and even those quickly subsided.
On the 22nd floor, only the shouts of Li Qianxia, the fat boss, and the four blood mosquitoes fighting remained, making the silence somewhat jarring.
The female mosquito landed, its long proboscis piercing a corpse at its feet. It sucked away the gushing blood, and the pitted wounds on the body swelled up again.
"Are you confident?" Zheng Qing asked Li Changzhou in a low voice.
“The reward plus its identity card.” Li Changzhou pointed at the female mosquito, as if he were pointing to a good piece of pork at the market.
“No way.” Zheng Qing immediately refused. “This is a world destroyer, a white identity card, which the country must retrieve. One hundred thousand will upgrade your intelligence level by one level.”
"Plus the courtyard house along the river road."
"...Do you know how much that courtyard house costs? Over ten million!"
Li Changzhou turned his head and said to Yang Qinglan in surprise, "Your family is so rich?"
"Watch out!" someone shouted.
Li Changzhou twisted his waist to dodge the mother mosquito's sneak attack, and then whipped out his right leg.
Amidst the sharp gust of wind, the mother mosquito was kicked away like a cannonball.
Li Changzhou swung his arm and charged forward like a leopard, instantly closing in and unleashing a flurry of powerful bull-like punches.
Then it grabbed the mother mosquito's slender legs and whipped her left and right like a whip.
It slammed onto the ground, onto the pillars, and onto the other blood mosquito warriors.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
It felt like the 22nd floor was shaking, or maybe the whole Building A was shaking.
An extremely brutal and wild scene.
"Phew." Five minutes later, Li Changzhou stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, looking a little tired.
He tossed aside the torn mosquito leg, clapped his hands, and walked towards Yang Qinglan: "It's over."
Everyone was still dumbfounded.
The chubby shopkeeper, his mouth agape, asked Li Qianxia in a daze, "How many games...did you play?"
“Five times.” Li Qianxia spread her five fingers, showing off her good looks by waving them.
Five times refers to the number of times she and Yang Qinglan had sex, while Li Changzhou had sex three times. To maintain secrecy, the official account was that it was five times.
"Five times?!" The fat boss was both surprised and relieved.
It turns out it wasn't that I was weak, but that these people were abnormal. The game had only been going on for a short time, and I had already participated five times!
He runs a gym, so he's a businessman and knows the importance of getting a head start. He originally thought that after participating three times, he was at least among the top, if not far ahead, and he was quite proud of himself.
As a result, after participating in one national operation, I encountered three tough men and women who had been there five times.
Are young people these days not afraid of death? Do they really treat this like a game?
Just when everyone thought the matter was over and the rescue team leader began to save people, the mother mosquito, who had lost both legs and was lying motionless on the ground, flapped her wings and swooped down on Li Changzhou.
Li Qianxia opened her mouth, the words of reminder reaching her throat;
Yang Qinglan's eyes turned a sky blue, preparing to unleash "Attraction and Repulsion".
But the female mosquito had already reached Li Changzhou's back.
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Li Changzhou twisted his waist and threw a punch.
"Bang!"
The 22nd floor was shaking.
The female mosquito slammed into the wall, and its body began to spiral and rupture, centered on the spot where the fist struck it.
The wall behind the mother mosquito was also engraved with faint spiral patterns.
A white ID card emerged from its head and then slid to the ground.
"Finally, I succeeded once." Li Changzhou sighed, half satisfied and half regretful.
In a full five minutes, he only managed to use the Bull Horn Spiral Force once, a success rate even lower than the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
How could he not know whether the female mosquito was dead or not? He even deliberately blocked Yang Qinglan's view, just to see if the sneak attack could force him to use the Bull Horn Spiral Force.
The ambulance siren wailed, its headlights flashing as rain poured down.
Lobby on the first floor of Mingcheng Science and Technology Plaza.
"Brother Li, you must come to Lou's Fitness Center when you have time!"
The fat boss said with such enthusiasm, as if he wanted to hold Li Changzhou's hand:
"I have professional equipment and professional combat athletes. After this mission, the country also allowed me to set up a shooting area, where many players come to practice and exchange ideas!"
Li Changzhou, who hadn't taken it seriously at first, became interested.
They immediately exchanged contact information and agreed to go.
The fat boss didn't stay long either; he drove off in his own car. The female celebrity was comforting some of the terrified people, trying to prevent them from developing psychological trauma.
Tang Yijun remained pressed against the wall, soaked to the bone, and was taken away by rescuers early on.
"These Gen Z kids these days... we Gen Y kids are more responsible," Li Changzhou sighed.
Zheng Qing glanced at him. If you're so responsible, why don't you join the official ranks, or at least not charge any money? How dare you talk about other people born in the 2000s? You're shameless.
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