Blue and White Society - Chapter 68

[Chapter 68 Mystery: Xia Jiba Shoots Randomly]

The two soon came to the restaurant. They stayed at a corner, and they could see six mobs gathered in the restaurant, guarding the stairs.

The rest of the thugs seemed to have gone downstairs, and these six plus Yuan Jie were the last ones who stayed on the fifth floor.

They originally planned to kill all the hiding people on the fifth floor, but Che Yun and Mo Poor’s counterattack still alarmed them.

At this moment, they were already in a group, with their guns pointed at the passage.

If you want to go downstairs, you must go through the restaurant. There are two passages to the restaurant, located on both sides of the restaurant.

As soon as someone came out of it, they would shoot immediately.

Compared with the opponent, it is impossible to suppress firepower, and there is a six-meter-long distance without bunkers from the passage, and the opponent has bunkers everywhere in the restaurant.

Don’t talk about it, even if they stay around the corner, they will be bombarded by grenades.

After being suppressed for a few seconds, after a round of indiscriminate bombardment, the two were forced to retreat to the depths of the corridor, and it was considered safe to hide in a room by the corner.

“The ship is sailing at full speed.” Che Yun could see the cruise ship moving at high speed from the window of the room.

“They bombarded their ship, did they plan to escape with this cruise ship?” Mo Poor said.

“No, they are stalling for time, trying to keep the distance from the reinforcements as far as possible.” Che Yun said, and at the same time thought to herself: So, if you don’t leave after you get the things, you know you can’t get them out, so…they just throw the things into the sea up?

Mo Poor could also see this kind of intention, and he immediately said, “Most of the pirates should be on the cockpit floor.”

“I know, but we are blocked on the fifth floor. We could use the complex terrain before, but they guarded the passage. We are looking for death in a head-on confrontation.” Che Yun said.

“I can try to jump down from here and go directly to deal with the people in the bottom deck, and you stay here to confront them.” Mo Poor said.

However, Che Yun said: “No, I was the one to jump. Talent alone is not enough. This is a battle that will kill people. And… you forgot that your leg was injured? You want to fall to your death!”

Mo Poor looked at his injured leg, and it was indeed in pain.

It’s okay to walk, but climbing down step by step from the window on the fifth floor will definitely hurt like hell.

Although he has a way to land absolutely safely, but that is using his ability, and he cannot tell Che Yun about it.

“You stay here to confront them and create a chance for me. I will touch the bottom cabin, deal with them, and then stop the boat.” Che Yun said firmly.

Mo Poor could tell from her heartfelt voice that her goal was not to kill the thugs, but to stop the boat first, and even retrieve the wooden carvings.

If the wood carving has been thrown into the sea by the thugs, then the thugs must have recorded the detailed coordinates.

Even if the detailed coordinates are not available, it is good to keep a record of the sailing route.

She thought that Mo Poor didn’t know about these things, so she planned to do it herself, and fought with the leader of the mob, the bald man.

Mo Poor immediately stopped robbing. Of course he couldn’t rob this kind of work, but only Che Yun could do it.

“Then be careful, I will try my best to attract as many people to go upstairs.” As he said, he took off his helmet and handed it to Che Yun.

Che Yun smiled, and unceremoniously took Dai Hao.

Picking up corpses along the way, she already had a helmet, but it was all damaged and deformed. In comparison, the one on Mo Poor’s head has always been intact.

As expected, most of the thugs gathered in the bilge. If Che Yun wanted to accomplish her goal, she might face more than a dozen enemies.

It can be said that there are more bad luck than good luck, and Mo Poor can see that Che Yun has nothing in his heart.

But Mo Poor wouldn’t stop her. Although she was afraid, even though it was not within her purview, she still wanted to do it, and she was determined.

“By the way… I’ll tell my friend about the situation here in a while, lest you be mistaken for a…pirate. You stand here and wait for rescue,

They will be here soon.

” Che Yun laughed.

Mo Qiong was taken aback, knowing that after Che Yun went down, he would report the situation here to the Lanbai Society, including his Mo Qiong affairs.

He has touched woodcarving and fought side by side with Che Yun, all of which must be explained clearly.

It can be seen from this that Che Yun is mentally prepared for death, and once she dies, Mo Poor will not be misunderstood by Lanbaishe.

“Then be careful, it’s fine if you can’t stop the boat, you must live.” Mo Poor said.

“Don’t worry, I’m very strong.” Che Yun smiled and said nothing, turned over and climbed down vigorously.

“…Don’t stand up.” Mo Poor has no position to stop a woman who is pursuing, so he can only get rid of the people on the first to fifth floors as soon as possible after Che Yun leaves, and then go down to support her.

…

Mo Poor watched her climb down step by step, then turned and walked out of the room.

He wanted to go down and deal with the mob’s large army, but Che Yun wanted to go down and deal with the leader to get the wood carving, so Mo Poor could only let her go.

It doesn’t matter, as long as the two fight separately, Mo Qiong doesn’t care whether they are in charge of the top or the bottom.

He limped around to the exit of the passage on the other side, opened a mine casually, and threw it out.

Target, Yuan Jie.

The grenade turned a corner and landed directly on Yuan Jie’s face with extreme precision.

“Watch out for grenades!”

When the grenade flew out of the passage, the thugs reacted and quickly avoided it.

But Yuan Jie was miserable, let alone he didn’t have that reaction, even if he did, he couldn’t avoid it.

“boom!”

The thunder exploded directly in front of Yuan Jie’s face, and his whole body was instantly bloody and turned into stuffed buns.

Although the nearby thugs were not dead, they were also blown to pieces. They shook their heads and got up, only to see a figure walking out of the passage.

The figure limped and glanced at them.

For some reason, the thugs felt a chill on their necks.

As if the time of death had come.

Where Mo Poor can see it, he can directly lock it as the landing point subjectively. Even if there are no details, it is impossible to shoot the wrong shot.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

With a shake of his hand, he fired five shots in a row, hitting the thugs in the neck, without giving them a chance to fight back.

They had already been blasted, but just as they got up, a spray of blood burst out from their necks.

“Puff puff puff puff…”

Five blood flowers bloomed, and within 2.5 seconds, all fell down.

For Mo Poor, it seemed as easy as shooting criminals.

Stepping on the blood, Mo Poor shot each person’s head a few more times, smashed the helmet, and jumped down the stairs silently.

There are no enemies left on the fifth floor.

On the fourth floor, there were only two scattered thugs.

He shot one, then tried to keep him alive, and asked about the Blue and White Society.

But as soon as he broke someone’s hand, the man knew what he meant, and suddenly shouted: “I declare apostasy!”

“Plop!” The man fell down on the spot, bleeding from his orifices.

“???” Mo Poor was shocked, what kind of operation is this?

When the man shouted, his expression was very fanatical, obviously he had a firm belief in his heart.

Suicide is suicide, and Mo Poor can understand it by chanting a slogan before suicide, such as Allah Hu Akbar or something.

But why call it an apostate?

Mo Poor checked the man’s mouth with something, but he couldn’t tell if he died of poison. He didn’t know much about it.

“By the way, he might have been killed by some mysterious force, such as a restriction in his mind…” Mo Poor thought to himself.

If so, that prohibition is to kill him when he speaks of apostasy.

But this is still very strange, who apostates will say that he is apostate?

This person is obviously very trustworthy, and he triggered the ban to kill him with just one sentence?

Isn’t this stupid and forbidden?

Compared to restraining people from apostasy, this method of death is more suitable… simply for suicide.

“Boom boom boom…”

Suddenly, Mo Poor heard a lot of footsteps on the ground floor, and they were getting closer.

There are many people looking through the second and third floors, and they are about to run up.

There were a lot of people, and Mo Poor was not suitable for a direct confrontation, so he hid quickly, but before hiding, he turned on his phone to record, leaned against the corner of the table, and pointed in the direction of the corpse.

Soon, more than a dozen thugs came to the fourth floor. They saw the dead companion and silently helped him to die.

“It was Allin who shouted…”

“He had his hand broken and chose to commit suicide.” Someone said calmly.

The others looked around and said, “It must be Che Yun or that person before.”

“Forget it, you don’t need to look for it, you must have run away or hid now.” The man stood up and mourned silently for his companion.

“Tch, the companion on the fifth floor must have died too.” Someone looked upstairs and said.

“Everyone is going to die anyway, right? We’ll stay together. If they dare to come, we’ll kill them. If they don’t come, forget it…”

“Yes, time is running out, save some effort, I have to fight with the Lanbai Society in a while.”

“The wine upstairs is good, let’s go up and have a drink.”

The dozen or so thugs were quite calm, and they didn’t even bother to find Mo Qiong who didn’t know where he was hiding. They wanted to go up and drink…just waiting for the enemy to come to the door.

After they left, Mo Poor fumbled out and found his phone to check.

After watching for a while, I couldn’t help but look weird.

They were all attracted by that shout, obviously they were very familiar with what it meant.

Moreover, judging from their tone and attitude, they also know that this is not apostasy, and they approve of what the dead man did.

“Sure enough, although they shouted ‘I declare apostasy’, in their view, this is actually equivalent to ‘I declare death’?”

“Like a ritualized suicide?”

After Mo Poor finished reading, he knew that this group of people had gone up to the fifth floor and was going to drink in the restaurant.

Indeed, time is running out, there are still three minutes.

In three minutes, Lanbaishe should arrive. This is their last leisure time, and they don’t want to waste looking for him.

Mo Poor came to a room and climbed through the window…or flew to the fifth floor.

Then sneaked back into the restaurant secretly.

He was sitting on the ground outside the restaurant, with his back against the wall, the window of the restaurant above his head, and the door frame on his left.

More than a dozen thugs were inside, they didn’t care about the environment of the Shura field in the restaurant at all, they should eat and drink.

Mo Poor was listening outside the restaurant, comparing his phone with the situation inside.

“Four are at the counter, three are against the wall, and two are in the corner on the other side. There are also two on the public balcony, and two seem to be sitting on the ground, covered by a bunker…”

“Thirteen… so almost all of them are up.”

When Mo Poor and Che Yun were together, they killed eight in total. After Che Yun left, Mo Poor killed six more, and then committed suicide.

Add the thirteen here, and that’s twenty-eight.

There are at most thirty people in this group, that is to say, there will not be many thugs on the cockpit floor at the moment, maybe only two or three.

“It’s exactly what I want. If it’s two or three, Che Yun should be able to solve it.”

“Leave the rest to me.”

Mo Poor observed secretly and found that from this angle, many people were covered by bunkers.

And there were too many people, it was a bit daunting to just rely on eyes to lock.

But it doesn’t matter, he took out the photo, there are ten people’s faces on it, judging from the mobile phone video, there are eight here, he can directly lock the neck.

For the remaining five whose appearances are unknown, he can identify them through other physical characteristics.

The previous video taken on the fourth floor allowed Mo Poor to see the details of everyone’s clothes and even their physical characteristics.

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“I can’t kill all the people inside at the door, otherwise the bullet marks would be too weird.”

I saw Mo Poor meditating with his eyes closed, repeatedly confirming the shooting list, and rehearsing it in his mind.

Faces, or thugs in helmets passed by in his mind.

As he breathed, the thug inside could feel the air blowing against his neck, making him feel chilly.

“Huh?” A few thugs looked around, as if someone was blowing on their necks.

But they didn’t realize that this air current was the announcement of death before dying.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

Suddenly, a person rushed in from outside the restaurant.

He opened his arms, held pistols in both hands, and fired wildly.

The muzzles of the guns were randomly pointed at the crowd, and the recoil made the two guns vibrate wildly as if they had Parkinson’s disease.

In order to prevent the muzzle of the gun from shaking upwards, or pressing the gun too hard and pointing down, he simply waved his hands crossed to try to keep the muzzle facing as stable as possible.

He ran to the middle of the restaurant, his arms swayed from side to side with the wildly shaking gun, and the people nearby kept falling down.

The shooting list flashed in his mind, and when he saw the quick-responsive thugs raising their guns, he immediately locked his eyes on them first.

“what……”

“Bang bang bang!”

“this is……”

“Bang bang bang!”

“what!”

“Bang bang bang!”

Whether standing behind the counter, sitting on the ground, or running to the public balcony.

As Mo Poor’s muzzle flicked wildly, they were all shot down, bleeding from their necks.

They couldn’t figure out what kind of marksmanship this was until they died!

What kind of marksmanship is this, Mo Poor is just ‘Xia Jiba shooting randomly’.

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[End of this Chapter]