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

"Brother Luo, that person looks like Park Im-cheong from the Hibiscus Club."

"He's still alive?" the mule asked in surprise.

"Yeah, with so many prison guards surrounding him, how come he didn't die? No, he was alone. The other spies weren't with him."

Based on his previous behavior in the laundry room, the two of them immediately had some bad suspicions.

"Come on, let's go in first." Mule immediately pulled Wang Kuo into the evacuation point.

He and Wang Kuo hid in the corner of the bunker inside the room. He pushed Wang Kuo inside while he stayed on the outside.

He then quickly took off his backpack and threw it on the ground. "Take the things out of my bag and put them into your bag. Give me the gun and the bullets."

"Brother Luo, I..." Wang Kuo was about to refuse when he looked up and met Mule's eyes.

This was the first time he had seen a mule with such a serious expression, and he immediately obeyed.

The footsteps outside drew closer, and the moment the mule took the bison's submachine gun, it fired several shots at the door.

Da da da!

The bullet struck the iron bars of the cell door, sending sparks flying, which stopped Park Im-cheong, who was rushing over.

"Stop! Don't come in any more!" the mule shouted.

After pulling the two switches, Park Im-cheong immediately rushed over without stopping.

But to his surprise, someone else had already blocked him at the door.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to block the evacuation point and prevent anyone from getting in?" Park Im-cheong questioned. "Other operators will be evacuating later, are you going to block them all from entering? Are you trying to make an enemy of all of us?"

He used threats and intimidation, intending to stand inside and collect entrance fees from each person outside.

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Unexpectedly, I am now the one who is blocked at the door.

"Stop talking nonsense. I know who you are and what you've been up to."

"You even killed the person you were in a team with, I have no reason to believe you."

"Wait outside until the final evacuation countdown ends in 5 seconds before coming in, or I'll shoot you dead," Mule said coldly and viciously.

"Do you know who I am? You know I'm a member of the Hibiscus Club, and you still dare to do this? Are you trying to make an enemy of the Hibiscus Club?"

Park Im-cheong knew that the other party might not really intend to let him in, and his plan to collect admission tickets would fall through, so he could only bring up the club in an attempt to scare the other party away.

"Don't give me that nonsense. This dangerous operation was specifically designed for unaffiliated individuals. Your club didn't participate at all."

"And as you yourself said, you entered in your personal capacity and do not represent anyone. The Hibiscus Club will not offend the official Dragon Kingdom government that set the rules for your sake."

Park Im-cheong was speechless and couldn't say anything for a moment.

Although he was wearing a level 5 protective suit and carrying a lot of modified guns.

Actually, he secretly rummaged through the club's warehouse, put on a damaged level 5 helmet and level 5 armor, and took an M16A4 that no one was using in the warehouse, and came out to bluff people.

Given his status in the club, where would he really borrow a level 5 protective suit and a fully modified gun worth millions?

As for himself, he had no money left.

Most importantly, he has to return all the equipment. If he dies in prison without taking the equipment with him, he'll be in deep trouble when he gets back to the club.

What's even more infuriating is that the level 5 helmet was shattered in the water, and the already damaged level 5 armor lost more than half of its durability.

And his ridiculous M16A4 was no match for any other gun in such close-quarters terrain as a fire station.

He could only watch helplessly from outside the prison cell gate.

He now regrets not bringing throwable items like grenades and incendiary bombs to save money; otherwise, he would definitely have given the people inside a good beating.

While the standoff between the inside and outside of the cell evacuation point continued, another agent leaped down from the second floor of the cell and walked straight toward them.

Park Im-cheong thought to himself, "Great! Finally, someone has come."

Let's see if the people inside dare to refuse him entry now.

As more and more players get stuck outside, he'll have no choice but to let them in.

Park Im-cheong turned around, about to speak, but frowned again when he saw the other person's expression.

The other person was holding a bare CAR-15 gun, which wasn't a big deal, but his helmet was a level 5 self-contained helmet.

It's important to know that very few people who enter dangerous areas use self-contained helmets.

Its field of vision is so small that it's just a slit, and it can't hear anything except its own breathing. Moreover, it's very heavy, which affects its load-bearing capacity and movement speed.

Park Im-cheong immediately thought the other person was an idiot and completely unreliable, so he immediately raised his gun and shouted, "Hey! Don't come any closer!"

The man with his head turned his face at a considerable angle, as if only by facing Park In-cheong directly could he see what was happening under the helmet.

"What are you doing?" The person's voice was muffled and extremely low, muffled by the autism in their head, while their footsteps did not stop.

Park Im-cheong stared in surprise at the person in front of him, who was completely unafraid of him. He wasn't even afraid of someone pointing a gun at him.

"Why don't you go in? The prison guards will be here soon," the helmeted man asked Park Im-cheong.

Park Im-cheong thought that whether he could earn money from the other agents was secondary; he had to make sure he got out alive first, and he couldn't lose his equipment.

"There are two men inside, holding guns to the door, preventing anyone from getting in," Park Im-cheong explained. "Perfect timing, brother, you're here. Cooperate with me, and we'll storm in together."

The helmeted man slowly walked up to Park Im-cheong. He was more than a head taller and much stronger than Park Im-cheong. At this moment, the two were only a step apart.

Only then did Park Im-cheong sense the other person's aura. "I am a member of the Hibiscus Club. You can trust me."

"After it's done, we'll split the supplies for the two people inside fifty-fifty."

The man scanned Park Im-cheong up and down through the gaps in his iron-armed helmet, making Park feel uneasy.

Finally, his gaze fell on his arm. "You're going to kill someone?"

This question completely baffled Park Im-cheong. What do you mean I'm going to kill someone?

Aren't there people blocking the evacuation point right now? How can we evacuate if we don't kill them?

Before Park Im-cheong could continue his instigation, the helmeted man shouted into the evacuation point, "Is there someone inside? I need to evacuate from here, let me in."

"Brother, the guy next to you even killed his own teammates, I don't trust him!" Mule shouted loudly, hiding behind the corner wall and listening to the commotion outside.

"If you don't trust him, then don't let him in. Let me in."

"..." Mule paused for a moment. It was impossible to stop all the players who wanted to leave, otherwise they would be attacked by the whole group.

His initial idea was to wait until there were more people outside before coming in together, so that no matter how strong Park Im-cheong was, he wouldn't be able to fire his gun randomly in such a small space.

But after such a long stalemate, only one operator has arrived.

He glanced at his watch; there were only two minutes left before the prison closed, and he still couldn't see anyone else.

The others have likely already evacuated from the water-based extended evacuation point, so we can only let these two people come in first.

He just couldn't be sure if the two people outside were working together. If they were let in, he and Wang Kuo would definitely be doomed.

But then Mule remembered that he had seen this man wearing the autism helmet before entering Tide Prison, when he wasn't with Park Im-cheong.

There's no other way but to take a gamble now.

Just as the mule hesitated, a large number of chaotic footsteps came from afar.

"Prison guards! The prison guards are here!" Park Im-cheong saw the group of prison guards rushing towards them at the end of the opposite cell corridor.

"The prison guards are here! We have to charge!" Park Im-cheong looked at the helmeted man. "Waiting outside is certain death, charging in offers a chance!"

"Kill them both, and we can hold out inside!" Park Im-cheong was still trying to persuade the helmeted man to rush in and kill with him.

The mule swallowed hard, but when the helmeted man outside didn't answer, he quickly said, "Let you in! Come in quickly! There are a lot of guards, let's keep watch together!"

After hearing this, the helmeted man looked back at Park Im-cheong behind him. Seeing that the other man was no longer speaking, he slowly walked into the cell evacuation point.

Park Im-cheong's face darkened as he wondered why this idiot wouldn't agree to his proposal.

Wouldn't it be better to earn more money?

There was no other way but to quickly follow the helmeted man into the prison evacuation point.

Shortly afterward, all the prison guards arrived and surrounded the cell.