Life Dungeon Game

The security guard casually tossed him on the ground, then pulled a pistol from his pocket and cocked it with his hands crossed.

Then he pointed the gun at the man's forehead.

"I···"

The man was about to speak, trembling, when he suddenly noticed something behind the security guard and froze.

In that instant, the security guard reacted. He immediately used his waist and elbow to swing his arm in a circle in mid-air, pointing the gun behind him, and then pulled the trigger with his index finger.

boom--

The instant the gunshot rang out, bright red blood bloomed like a rose in the dead of night, splattering all over the gaunt man's face.

He Ao slowly pulled the short sword from the security guard's neck. The silver blade reflected the cold, beautiful moonlight, shining on the thin man's blood-splattered face.

puff--

The body of the security guard, his eyes wide open, fell forward and crashed to the ground with a thud. The walkie-talkie on his chest fell out, rolled to his side, and fell into the pool of blood.

He Ao held the sword tip downwards, letting the bright red blood slowly flow down the silver blade.

Tick-tick-tick-

Blood dripped onto the cement floor, and also onto the heart of the gaunt man.

He raised his head, trembling with fear, and looked at He Ao.

At that moment, the walkie-talkie that had fallen to the ground suddenly emitted a hissing noise, followed by a man's cold voice.

"Come back after you've dealt with it."

He Ao slowly bent down, picked up the walkie-talkie from the pool of blood, pressed the communication button, and whispered,

"good evening."

Then he cut off the walkie-talkie connection.

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Chapter 173 The Magician's Path to Elixir (Please subscribe, please add to your favorites!)

As He Ao threw the walkie-talkie back into the pool of blood, the blood on the short sword also dried up, and the silver blade reflected a faint, cold light in the moonlight.

He Ao sheathed his short sword in the scabbard hidden behind his back and looked at the thin man who was completely terrified. "Open your mouth."

The gaunt man looked at He Ao's cold face, trembled, and slowly opened his mouth.

Something sweet was thrown into his mouth.

This should be the antidote.

he thought.

It's also a little sweet.

The sugar helped calm his panic slightly.

At that moment, he realized that the boy in front of him, who looked like a devil from hell, had just saved him.

If the other party had arrived any later, he might have been the one lying on the ground.

What do you know about the operational accident involving the I-27 robotic arm a month ago?

Seeing the thin man gradually quiet down, He Ao shook his sleeves and asked softly, "Besides what everyone already knows."

"I,"

The thin man didn't know why He Ao was asking this question. He paused for a moment and thought about it seriously.

Looking at his expression and actions, He Ao knew he had asked the right question.

People who get along well with foremen are usually very well-informed.

Although Joey had some information about his parents' deaths, it was mostly from the factory or the investigation team. There must have been some rumors circulating among the workers that he couldn't find out.

“There’s some news,” the thin man thought for a moment, “that not many people know about; the foreman told me.”

He looked up at He Ao and said, "The couple who had the accident had applied for a job transfer, but it was not approved. They didn't dare to resign, and it is said that the machine malfunctioned on the day of the accident. They wanted to stop work for repairs, but it was not approved. The higher-ups still made them continue working."

At this point, the skinny man also felt a little scared, because his current job was actually the same job that Joey's parents had worked in.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse, "These bastards have never treated us like human beings."

Do you know who made the decision not to allow the work stoppage for maintenance?

He Ao didn't respond to his question, but instead asked slowly.

“He seems to be a deputy general manager of the factory,” the thin man recalled. “It’s strange, he’s supposed to be a deputy general manager, but he only manages a small section of Zone I, and he’s not around most of the time.”

"What are his characteristics?"

"He liked to wear a gray suit, I think. He hasn't been in charge of Zone I since the accident. I heard this from the foreman."

"Gray suit."

He Ao thought for a moment, then patted the thin man on the shoulder, "Change your clothes back, then find a side path to slip away, they probably don't recognize you."

At this point, He Ao paused for a moment, "Are you familiar with this area?"

“Yes, yes, yes,” the skinny man excitedly began to take off his clothes. “Damn, this factory is no place for humans. These security guards are too ruthless. Tomorrow I’m packing my bucket and running away to another factory.”

He didn't let him change his clothes there, but instead dragged him away.

We entered another safe alley.

After changing his clothes, He Ao watched the thin man run into the night.

Then he followed the moonlight and left the area.

-

"Dad, you're back?"

Jessie, whose face was dotted with freckles, watched as her tired-looking father pushed open the door and walked in. She placed the steaming steak she was carrying on the table. "Perfect timing. Come on, let's eat. Mom and I have already eaten."

"it is good."

Watching his daughter busy in her apron, Jessie's father felt some of his fatigue subside.

He hung his police overcoat on the coat rack in front of the door and walked to the dining table.

"What's going on today that's keeping you working so late?"

Jessie looked at her father with some confusion.

"People in this line of work always have to work overtime."

Jessie's father reached out and threw the transparent bag of materials he was holding onto the table. On top of the bag was a printed screenshot of the surveillance footage.

At the very center of the screenshot is a blurry figure wearing a jacket, a baseball cap, and a mask, standing in front of a counter.

"A major explosion occurred in the Wangguan District today, killing three people. The entire police station is busy with this matter."

Jessie's father picked up his knife and fork, cutting the steak as he explained softly.

Jessie glanced at the photo, her body suddenly stiffening, then she casually asked, "Who is this? Is he some uncle's son?"

"What's up, thinking about finding a boyfriend?"

The man cutting the steak chuckled softly. "You can't contact this one. He's a suspect in the bombing. The apartment receptionist said he entered the apartment before the explosion and never came out. We didn't find his body at the scene."

"Dad, what are you saying?!"

Jessie blushed, stomped her foot, and walked into the bedroom with her hands behind her back. "I'm ignoring you."

Just before closing the door, she made a face at her father, "Hehehe."

Only after the solid wood bedroom door was slowly closed did the girl lean against it, her chest rising and falling slightly.

She raised her bracelet and tapped on the most recent photo.

The photo shows a group of teenagers laughing and making various hand gestures at the camera. It was taken the day before they went to Qi Ke's concert.

The boy in the jacket stood quietly beside her, smiling shyly.

“Joey…”

Bang bang bang—

Just as the girl was lost in thought, a crisp knock on the door interrupted her train of thought.

She immediately turned off the bracelet and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"Girl, you need to start your internship at 'Dawn Daily' after class tomorrow afternoon, don't forget."

“Okay, okay,” Jessie replied loudly, “I got it.”

Although named after the dawn, the Dawn Daily is a newspaper with extremely high influence throughout the Federation.

Jessie's internship at Morning Light Daily will greatly enrich her social practice experience and help her apply to better universities.

-

Bang bang bang—

The old roller shutter door was being banged on loudly.

Roger, wearing a white lab coat, pulled up the roller shutter, yawned, and looked at He Ao, "Didn't you just arrive this morning?"

“It’s boring being alone,” He Ao said, walking into the clinic. “I’ll sit here for a bit.”

After saying that, he casually pulled the roller shutter door shut. "So how's the extraction of those two's talent sequences going?"

"Here," Roger led Heo into the inner room, casually picked up a test tube rack from the side, and placed it in front of him.

"This 'magician' is all healed. You're lucky to have met me. All three talent sequences, from F-rank to D-rank, have been successfully separated."

He Ao looked at the wooden test tube rack in front of him. Three test tubes with a faint gray liquid flowing from them were neatly arranged on the rack, from left to right, with the color ranging from light to dark.

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