Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 508 Takes off

The two were reluctant, but did not dare to slam the door and leave, and finally signed.

Qian Huanzhi was very proud and laughed loudly, as if saying "The two prisons are both in my hands".

Warden Qian’s laughter could be heard in the corridor outside the door.

The two former wardens were furious and incompetent.

"The villain succeeds!"

The warden on the left clenched his fists and cursed through his teeth.
"He is so ruthless. Just wait and see. He will die a miserable death sooner or later."

The person on the right gritted his teeth, but before he could say anything, he heard a huge explosion behind him, and the whole floor seemed to shake.

The outer door of the warden's office was twisted and deformed, and smashed into the opposite wall like a cannonball.

The flashing flames and gusts of air instantly burst the door frame, and cracks appeared on the walls on both sides.

Then a figure was seen flying out, hitting the wall like a rag doll, and then slid down softly, revealing broken arms and tangled wires inside.

Then there was the sound of glass crackling and Qian Huan's screams of fear, despair and extreme anger.

"The third floor, fuck—"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The triple-layered explosion-proof glass exploded with a loud bang, and millions of glass shards turned into a swirling rainstorm, drowning him.

He instantly flew into the air and crashed diagonally into the ceiling, then fell heavily back down. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, an absurd realization suddenly emerged in his mind:

“I…finally took off from the Second Prison?!!”

The two wardens were thrown back by the aftermath of the explosion in the corridor and staggered a few steps, nearly falling down.

The two men were shocked and looked at each other.

The warden on the left almost bit off his tongue in panic, with a storm in his heart:
"My words are my deeds. My tongue has changed. If I say I will kill him, he will die?"

The warden on the right turned his head and widened his eyes. His lips trembled as if he wanted to ask but didn't dare to:
"You are even more extreme. You blew up the warden directly?"

The warden on the left quickly explained: "Don't look at me, it wasn't me."

The warden on the right nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I won't look at you. If you say it's not you, then it's not you."

"屮!"

The warden on the left did not have time to waste words. He thought of something and rushed to the warden's office. The warden on the right was a little slow to react, but also hurried to catch up.

When the two rushed into the room, the first thing that caught their eyes was the blown-away sofa and coffee table, as well as the glass wall with a huge hole shattered in it.

It turns out that explosion-proof glass walls are not explosion-proof.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that the bomb was too powerful, or that it was a shoddy construction project.

However, the two wardens had no time to care about these things at the moment.

Their eyes were all focused on the warden, whose face was blown beyond recognition and his body was covered with broken glass.

The warden lay on the ground, motionless, his life or death uncertain.

Next to him was a broken table with two scattered documents under it.

Some parts of the document were broken, some were burnt black, but some were still well preserved.

The warden on the left had a look of anxiety in his eyes, and he hurriedly picked up the documents on the ground.

The warden on the right hurriedly joined in and hid the captured person in his arms.

The two looked at each other, their eyes seemed to contain endless ecstasy, just like Qian Huan's laugh of victory just now.

"Here it comes, here it comes, something unexpected happened at the press conference."

"The game of chess in the Second Prison is not over yet, and the higher-ups haven't given up yet."

Two faces distorted with ecstasy were reflected on the broken pieces of explosion-proof glass. Pong!
The shaky windows were violently torn off, and the narrow metal window frames were torn to the sides by giant hands like paper.

Pieces of concrete fell to the ground, and Li Bashan's burly figure lay by the window.

When he hunched his back and shoulders to squeeze into the window frame, the entire window was stretched open like a block of tofu.

He glanced at the two people in the room. They were immediately startled, stood up at the same time, and took a half step back like guilty thieves.

"Don't get me wrong, we heard the explosion and came in to rescue Warden Qian."

The warden on the left hurriedly explained, and the warden on the right nodded frequently.

Li Bashan didn't even look at the two of them. He just lowered his head, picked up the warden, and jumped out of the window again.

The warden on the left sighed, then subconsciously touched the documents in his arms and said anxiously:

"Let's go, let's go quickly."

The warden on the right nodded and followed. The two did not go out through the window, but through the door.

At the door, Shi Wuming was lying motionless, his arms were broken and his chest was sunken.

He was closer to the explosion point at the time and there was no explosion-proof glass wall separating him. He had no time to react and was blown away.

80% of his body is now damaged. If he had not been transformed, he would be a corpse now.

At this moment, his consciousness had already fallen into unconsciousness, and the chips in his brain had all gone blue and crashed.

Only the most valuable pair of electronic eyes in the body were still running tenaciously, flashing a faint blue light through the slightly closed gaps of the eyelids.

You get what you pay for, expensive things are different.

After a while, Shi Wuming regained some consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked at himself, who was almost falling apart. He was extremely terrified:

"Save me, someone save me, I can't die, I haven't bought a data cable yet, and I haven't had time to upload my [consciousness backup]..."

Shi Wuming wanted to move, but he couldn't.

A broken arm was not a big deal. What was terrifying was that the powerful explosion had damaged the battery components implanted in his body and caused them to leak, causing the current to run wild in his body.

In short, he short-circuited.

"The warden was saved, but no one cares about the bodyguard?"

Shi Wuming was extremely angry.
"If no one comes to save me, I will be dead even if I am a modified body."

Just then, footsteps were heard from the side.

Shi Wuming couldn't even turn his neck, only his eyeballs moved stiffly. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a hand reaching out to him.

"It's you."

Shi Wuming had an impression of this man. He remembered that his name was Gong Qi and he liked to follow Feng Mu like a rat's tail.

"You're welcome. My junior brother asked me to rescue you. You follow Warden Qian the whole time. You have to survive and explain where the explosion came from."

Gong Qi looked at Shi Wuming expressionlessly, repeating word for word the lines Feng Mu had given him.

I thought with interest:

"My junior brother said that I don't need to show my eagerness to save people. It's enough to show this intention and let this person record it with his eyes. Hey - interesting!"

Gong Qi really liked this rescue mission. This kind of performance-related mission was his favorite.

The only drawback is that this time there is only one line of dialogue.

Shi Wuming heaved a sigh of relief: "I'm saved."

Since the other party said you're welcome, he really didn't feel any gratitude in his heart. All he could think about was:
"We should have taken action against the medicine man earlier. If I had uploaded and activated the [Consciousness Backup] insurance now, I wouldn't need anyone to save me..."

(End of this chapter)