Life Dungeon Game

An invisible fear spread through everyone's hearts.

He Ao went down nearly a dozen floors, but no one dared to stand up and attack him.

No one even dared to breathe loudly.

The Scorpion Gang has no shortage of people who are loyal to their leader and willing to sacrifice themselves for him.

And now they lay at everyone's feet, their bodies appearing even paler against the backdrop of crimson blood.

He continued downhill, and surrounded by these gang members, he reached the twentieth floor.

This time, he didn't continue downstairs, but instead walked to the room near the stairs and stopped in front of the door.

Jiaxi reached out and knocked on the door.

After a brief pause, the old door slowly opened with a creak.

A face slowly peeked out from behind the door; it was the person who had warned He Ao earlier.

He seemed to have been standing behind the door the whole time, only daring to open it when Jiaxi knocked. He cautiously looked at He Ao, glancing at the bloodstains on the floor. "Is there something you need?"

"Is it okay if I leave this neighborhood to you?"

He looked at him and said calmly.

"what?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

However, He Ao did not offer any further explanation, but waited quietly.

He knew the man understood, but was too surprised to react.

After a brief silence, the man finally asked, his voice trembling, "I personally have no objection, but I have no power, and no gang..."

He Ao stared at him, but didn't answer directly. Instead, he turned to the remaining members of the Poison Scorpion Gang and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

The gang members stared at He Ao, none of them reacting for a moment.

Some gang members shifted their bodies, seemingly preparing to say something in protest.

But the sticky sound of the soles of their shoes rubbing against the still-dry blood on the ground silenced them.

An eerie silence seemed to fall over the scene.

Looking at the completely silent crowd, He Ao spoke again in a slow voice, "Do you have any objections?"

His voice was calm and slow, yet it sounded like the sound of death striking everyone's ears.

In this unseen voice, drops of sweat seeped from the foreheads of the gang members at the forefront, falling onto the crimson ground.

On the surface.

"No······"

A faint, murmured voice rang out from the crowd, though no one knew who it came from.

"Ok?"

He Ao calmly gazed at the people in front of him.

His voice was very soft, and it seemed to pose no threat whatsoever.

But everyone's body trembled at the same time.

"We...have no...opinion..."

Finally, the man at the front, who looked like the leader, lowered his head, and large drops of sweat slid down his cheeks into the blood on the ground.

Like the first domino falling, heads bowed one by one at that moment.

He Ao turned his head to look at the man behind the door. "They have no objections."

The man looked at He Ao, and after a brief silence, nodded slightly. "Then I can."

He Ao looked up at the man, then raised his wristband and exchanged electronic business cards with him. "Contact me if you have any questions."

Finally, he turned around and continued walking towards the stairs.

This time, the gang members who had been surrounding him and moving forward and backward with him did not retreat. Instead, they slowly stepped aside to make way for He Ao.

It was as if they were making way for their leader.

The man who had been hiding behind the door finally opened it, looking at He Ao's back with a complicated expression.

The order established by the Scorpion Gang is not a good one; it leaves everyone living in the Green Olive neighborhood living in fear of death.

But even the worst order is still order.

The death of the Scorpion Gang leader, the former "underground emperor," could very well lead to the collapse of the old order.

Chaos will once again rule the neighborhood, gangs will start fighting again, and killing and madness will become the theme of the neighborhood, until a new 'underground emperor' emerges and establishes a new order.

Meanwhile, in this process, the Shadow Man and his evolved followers will find it easier to spread chaos into Green Olive Street and even take control of it.

Even if the Scorpion Gang doesn't fall into chaos due to its leader's death, the Shadow Man will still stir up trouble to make it easier for him to fish in troubled waters.

Therefore, He Ao needs to prevent the Green Olive Street from immediately descending into chaos and losing all order after he leaves.

Therefore, he needs a 'spokesperson' who is at least on the side of goodwill and familiar with the situation in Green Olive Street to help him maintain the temporary short-term order.

The man who once reminded He Ao is a good fit.

First, his willingness to speak up and remind He Ao when the Scorpion Gang was powerful demonstrates that he possesses basic courage and kindness.

Secondly, his voice was most likely because Jiaxi saved the child on the seventeenth floor. He was three floors below that child, yet he was able to help Heo for that child. This proves that he likely has a way of contacting other members of the neighborhood privately, and there is some kind of mutual aid group in the Green Olive Neighborhood.

In addition, the gang members He Ao had met before had said that the reason why the owner of the cold drink stall at the entrance of the block was able to escape the capture of the Poison Scorpion Gang time and again was because someone in the block passed messages to her.

This suggests that the mutual aid group within the Green Olive neighborhood is likely quite large, and

They were able to effectively collect and utilize intelligence, which had a certain impact on the Scorpion Gang's rule.

Finally, this person had a very good grasp of information about the building, which is something an ordinary person wouldn't need to know, so his position in the group was probably not low.

All things considered, he is actually a very good spokesperson option.

However, his concern was that he was not strong enough to subdue the other subordinates of the Poison Scorpion Gang.

And standing here, with blood and corpses as 'medals', what is there to be proud of?

Therefore, He Ao needs to step forward and provide him with support.

However, being the 'representative leader' is not an easy job. He himself has no strength and no impressive record, making it difficult for him to subdue the various factions that once existed.

These forces may submit to Heo in the short term out of fear of him, but once Heo has not made a move for a long time, their fear of him will disappear, and they will begin to try to undermine his power, or even try to take his place.

Then his death is not far off.

But this is also an opportunity.

Coins always have two sides.

When He Ao asked him, he was also giving him a choice.

He understood this, so he hinted to Heo that he needed more support.

He Ao gave him support, but he had to walk his own path from now on.

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After parting ways with the man, He Ao led Jiaxi downstairs, collecting the bodies of the two deceased superhumans along the way.

The gang members actively helped He Ao pack up the body, put it in a bag, and arranged for someone to find a car to carry the body and follow behind He Ao.

Once a certain psychological boundary is broken and their mindset is completely transformed, they become very good at flattering others.

Some people who had been hiding in the rooms came out, holding walkie-talkies and looking around with a mix of bewilderment and excitement.

He Ao then led Jiaxi back to the original street entrance.

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The owner of the cold drink shop sat at the entrance, with water and medicine bottles in front of her, gazing into the depths of the street, somewhat lost in thought.

However, her gaze was soon drawn to two figures, one large and one small, emerging from the night.

Her gaze fell upon the two figures, the dim light illuminating the old man's white hair and the girl's youthful face.

The boss slowly sat up straight. She looked at He and Ao, first with disbelief and surprise, then with uncontrollable joy, and finally with the relief of her tense nerves relaxing.

He Ao also saw her. He leaned on his cane and nodded to the shop owner in greeting.

Jiaxi waved excitedly to the shop owner.

The shop owner smiled and nodded, waving back at the two.

Then she watched the two men emerge from the darkness and walk out of the block.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the water and medicine in front of her, and slowly reached out to pick them up.

Just then, several more figures appeared in the darkness.

Leading the way were women, thin and gaunt with bald hair, each holding a walkie-talkie.

She rushed out of the night and hugged the shop owner tightly as soon as they met.

While the boss was still somewhat bewildered by the hug, he heard the woman say in a voice trembling with barely suppressed excitement,

"Big Sister, the Scorpion Gang leader is dead, he's dead... No one else will go missing... No more..."

Holding the water glass and medicine bottle, the shop owner, his hands seemingly at a loss, slowly embraced the woman. Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Okay...okay..."

She looked up at the sky through the gap above her head.

In that endless night, it seemed as if the light of dawn was spreading across the sky.

Something came up and I was a little late, plus I wrote too much. I'm posting this later than usual, so I'm asking for votes for both posts. I'll try to post it around noon tomorrow.

Chapter 669 The Doctor (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

He placed the suitcase containing the urn in the back seat of the SUV, and then sat in the driver's seat.

They had previously stored the suitcase in a locker at a nearby shopping mall, but He Ao has now retrieved it.