Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 309 I Understand

At the other end of the corridor, Qi Yuzhe was kneeling in the computer room, the barrel of his M700 gun emitting a faint white smoke.

However, at this moment, his chest was heaving violently, he was panting heavily, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

After firing that deadly bullet, he could no longer hold the gun. He supported himself on his knees, watching the blood dripping from his mouth onto his feet, and his vision blurred.

That sharp sound just now was actually Qi Yuzhe's, or rather, the raven's whistle.

In order to activate the hallucinogen in Boss Jin's body in an instant, he unleashed the originally long whistle all at once.

The effect was indeed immediate, but it also put a tremendous strain on him, almost exhausting all his physical strength.

Han Che grabbed the M4A1 rifle that Boss Jin had taken from Huang Mao and wanted to rush up and kill the remaining Qiang Ge.

But the drug had a numbing effect on Boss Jin, and with that stubbornness, he gripped the gun tightly with both hands, refusing to let go, and Han Che was unable to snatch it away.

"Let go! You fatso!" Han Che cursed angrily, but Boss Jin was in a post-hallucination stress reaction, his eyes were empty yet had a chilling stubbornness.

When Qiang saw his underlings peeking out, they were immediately cracked open. Qiang was so scared that his legs trembled. Seeing that things were not going well, he didn't dare to utter a sound and immediately ran away.

Han Che and Boss Jin struggled for a few seconds, and by the time Han Che finally managed to snatch the gun, Brother Qiang had already run some distance away.

Just as Qiang was about to turn at the end of the corridor and go back down the same way they had come up the stairs, they saw that Brother Qiang was about to turn back.

Han Che didn't waste any more time chasing after him. Instead, he went to the window by the corridor and stared intently at the only way down the stairs on the first floor, waiting for Qiang Ge to come down.

Brother Qiang was a seasoned veteran. He ran a few steps and, seeing that the other party hadn't caught up, he didn't let his guard down at all.

He knew perfectly well that the distance from the first-floor stairwell to the exit was a complete vacuum; as long as Han Che blocked that opening, he would be a sitting duck.

So, before going downstairs, this guy deliberately set up a smoke bomb at the stairwell, and even crouched down and waited for a few seconds until the smoke had completely spread before he crouched down and rushed out.

But he overlooked one thing: the person holding him up at that moment was not an ordinary player, but Warden Han Che.

Da da da da!

The bullets pierced through the smoke; there were four shots in total.

Each bullet seemed to have eyes, precisely penetrating into Qiang Ge's two upper arms and two knees within the smoke.

Qiang Ge screamed in agony as excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body. He collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, his weapon flying far away.

"No...impossible!" Qiang Ge roared as he lay on the ground, his voice shrill and filled with fear and confusion.

He couldn't understand why he was being shot so accurately while hiding in the smoke.

Now, Qiang Ge has completely lost his ability to move. Like a fish out of water, he wriggles and struggles on the ground, using the strength of his upper body to move little by little toward the exit.

With every inch of movement, a long trail of blood was left on the ground.

A muffled thud, the sound of something falling, came from behind Qiang Ge's head.

He didn't have the strength to turn over, couldn't see what was happening behind him, or what the sounds were, so he could only keep twisting with all his might.

"As long as we can get to that place..." Qiang gritted his teeth and lay down with all his might.

At the doorway, a large hand suddenly grabbed his hair and dragged him back like a dead dog.

It turned out that Han Che jumped directly from the second-floor window, and dragged Qiang Ge back to the second floor by his hair.

All the way back, Qiang Ge kept cursing, "Let me go, you beast! The Clown Gang won't let you get away with this! When I get back, I'll have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead!"

Qiang Ge continued to twist and laugh wildly, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare! Let's see if your 78 Club can withstand the pressure of public opinion! And your club's boss, she's so handsome, hahaha, my people will definitely make her..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Che completely lost his patience and punched Qiang Ge in the nose.

puff!

Qiang was punched so hard that his nose was bleeding profusely, several of his teeth were broken, and the punch made his eyes roll back, almost causing him to lose consciousness.

But this Qiang Ge was indeed a ruthless character. Even after being beaten like this, he still sneered with blood and spittle from his mouth, "Damn, I thought you were so tough... Is that all the strength you have? Hehehe, keep going, if you've got the guts, kill me. I want to see if you, Han Che, dare to take the blame!"

Han Che dragged Qiang Ge back to the second floor, only to bump into Boss Jin right in front of them.

The fat guy was still under the effects of the drug; when he saw Han Che, he actually lunged at him, yelling, "Give it back! I don't want to die! I'm going to kill you! Don't take my gun!"

Han Che was furious. He grabbed Qiang Ge by the back of the head with one hand, then turned and kicked him sideways with lightning speed, hitting Boss Jin squarely in the waist and abdomen.

With a loud "bang," the several-hundred-pound fat man was kicked backward and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground and rolling several times before coming to a stop.

This scene stunned Qiang Ge, who had been shouting just moments before. He watched as the "mountain" flew away, swallowed hard, and his momentary arrogance vanished instantly. But he still stubbornly maintained his composure.

"Serves you right! You fat bastard, you betrayed the Joker Gang, I'll make you... mmm... mmm mmm!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Che lost his patience. Han Che's hand had already grabbed Qiang Ge's chin, and with a slight force, he dislocated Qiang Ge's jaw, making it impossible for him to close it again.

As a result, Qiang Ge was still making "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds from his throat.

This really angered Han Che. He had originally planned to keep him alive until the time came for the retreat, so that he could appear at the same time as him in the plaza outside the teleportation gate.

When the time comes, the dead Qiang Ge will lose all his equipment, and his squad will retreat fully equipped. They will also appear in the square at the same time, and when the reporter takes pictures, the visual effect will be excellent.

But this guy Qiang was so noisy that Han Che couldn't stand it anymore and forced his mouth, which wouldn't shut up, onto the steps.

"Ah...ah? Ahhh! Ahhhhh!" Qiang Ge seemed to know what he was going to do. He struggled desperately but couldn't speak or break free.

Han Che sneered, "I know what you mean!"

Then he kicked Qiang Ge in the back of the head, who was biting the step.

The crisp sound of bones shattering could be clearly heard in the corridor. In an instant, Qiang Ge's teeth and even his jawbone shattered, and he fainted like a lump of mud, with only his chest still rising and falling weakly.

"He's alright, he's still breathing." Han Che used a first-aid kit to add some blood to him to prevent him from dying, then clapped his hands and stood up.