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

"Just tell me if you want to provide escort or not," Han Che said coldly, pointing the gun at his head.

"Yes, yes, yes! Brother! I want to escort them! I want to exchange and learn from them, brother!" The man was incoherent and clearly panicked.

Upon hearing this, Han Che's cold expression immediately softened, revealing a warm smile.

"Hey, Boss, what's your name?" Han Che reached out and pulled the boss, whose legs were still shaking, to his feet. He had to lean against the wall to steady himself.

"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Han Che's sudden change in expression. "My surname is Zhang, brother, just call me Xiao Zhang."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, right? Let's make it cheaper for our first collaboration. Consider this gun as the escort fee."

"Ah, okay, okay." Boss Zhang didn't care about anything else and nodded repeatedly.

"This is my business card. I guarantee your safe evacuation today." Han Che handed over his business card.

To be honest, I feel it's not as good as what Old K did.

I just took a closer look at Old K's postcards in the square. Whether it's the texture of the cardstock, the printing process, or even the text layout, they are all more advanced than mine.

That's why Han Che carefully kept that postcard, planning to study it properly once he got out.

The man took the business card, examined it repeatedly, and his expression grew even more unpleasant.

His lips moved slightly, and he uttered the words. "Uh... Club 78, Han Che?"

"Yes, Boss Zhang, please promote me more when you go out!" Han Che patted his shoulder, his tone light and cheerful, as if chatting with an old friend.

Han Che, gun in hand, turned and headed towards the east building. "Let's go, boss, keep up!"

"Uh... okay." The man was extremely frustrated. Of the 100,000 escort fee per person, his club would take half, leaving him with only 50,000.

Now both bosses are dead, we won't get a penny, and we even have to compensate the club for the equipment loss. This gun was worth hundreds of thousands, and it's just gone like that. What kind of mess is this?

Now not only has his order been cancelled, but his gun is worth over ten thousand... What kind of situation is this?

Thinking of this, he looked at Han Che, who was carrying his weapon, and his eyes grew even colder.

Waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity!

Han Che led the way with his eyes on the road, then glanced back as if he had noticed something, and sneered inwardly.

Soon, the two arrived at the glass connecting corridor between the east and west buildings.

Han Che didn't stop and continued walking forward.

Boss Zhang nervously grabbed Han Che's clothes from behind, gripping them tightly.

"Brother, the East Building is over there, there might still be people there! We can't just walk right over there..."

His voice was very soft, almost a whisper, as if he was afraid of being overheard.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, just wait a moment." Han Che turned around and explained with a smile.

He then pointed the gun at the ceiling.

Tap, tap, tap-tap-tap. Han Che rhythmically pulled the trigger.

Then gunshots rang out from the east building, in the same rhythm.

Da, da, da da da.

The sound came from the windows of the east building and echoed in the corridor.

"Let's go, we can go now." Han Che waved behind him, signaling to follow.

Under Boss Zhang's shocked gaze, Han Che led him swaggering through the glass corridor that he remembered as the most intense battleground in the entire administration building.

Just past the corridor, two people came out of the rooms on the east side of the building.

"How's it going? Have you finished eating at the East Tower?" Han Che asked, looking at Xiaobai and Qiuying.

"Uh, pretty much. What were you doing?" Qiu Ying asked, then her gaze swept past Han Che to the person behind her. She looked him up and down twice, from head to toe. "Who is he?"

"I brought in some clients for our club. This is Boss Zhang, who placed an order for our club's escort services," Han Che said, turning around and gesturing.

"Uh..." Boss Zhang stood there, his legs still shaking, unsure of what to do with his hands.

He looked at the two women in front of him, dressed in similar gear to Han Che, pointing guns at him expressionlessly. He swallowed hard, raised his hand to his chest, and shook it slightly. "Hello..."

Xiao Bai kept a straight face and hadn't said much since entering Dam Zero. She stared at Boss Zhang for two seconds, then turned to Han Che. "How much did you pay? How's the escort?"

"Oh, this isn't the first time. Just take the gun and get him out safely." Han Che put down the gun and backpack he was carrying.

"You guys take Boss Zhang to have a bite to eat inside the dam first, I'll be back in a bit."

Then he leaned close to Xiaobai's ear and said, "There are two bags outside the west gate of the administrative district. Remember to search them when you have the chance. There probably won't be much stuff, but it's better than nothing."

"Also, I've put my own backpack here, fill it up for me, okay?" Han Che chuckled, "Put the valuables in."

Hearing Han Che's words, Xiao Bai frowned, her tone filled with displeasure. "What are you going to do now?"

"I'm going to go and develop some more clients. You guys wait here in the building for me."

"Still developing?" Qiu Ying asked in surprise, her eyes wide.

"Yeah, it's not easy to get in here, let's make some money!"

Han Che clapped his hands and turned to leave. He took a step, then stopped, turned back, and pointed in Boss Zhang's direction. "By the way, be careful, he might backstab you."

He put his finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Huh?" Qiu Ying looked completely confused.

He put his finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Huh?" Qiu Ying looked completely confused.

Han Che didn't explain further, and waved to them. "I'm leaving now! When I come back, it'll still be the same old code!" After saying that, he got up and went down the stairs to the east building, his figure disappearing at the top of the stairs, his footsteps growing fainter and fainter.

Only Xiaobai and Qiuying remained, staring at each other in bewilderment. The two stood in the middle of the corridor, looking towards the stairwell, and remained silent for several seconds.

"What is he doing..." Qiu Ying scratched her head, looking puzzled.

Xiao Bai was also confused. Then the two ladies turned around and looked at Boss Zhang, who was standing to the side, looking even more puzzled.

"Uh!" The two ladies turned around and looked at Boss Zhang, who was standing to the side looking even more puzzled.

Feeling uneasy under their gazes, Boss Zhang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Hello...hello everyone."

……

Han Che, gun in hand, ran down the stairs of the east building, through the lobby on the first floor, climbed out of the window, crossed a road, and then went east to the parking lot.

Position number one in both the east and west buildings has been secured; now we're waiting for position number two in the east building.

Han Che didn't know where the other players had been teleported to. While thinking about it, he skillfully jumped onto the wall of the room with the flight crates in the parking lot.

He flipped from the wooden crate onto the flight case, made a big jump towards the protrusion on the wall above the door frame, and landed on the wall.

The protrusion was only twenty centimeters wide. He stood sideways, leaning against the wall, holding the gun in his hand.

It's very high up here; if you enter the room, you can't look up, or you won't be able to see where it is.

And this airline crate hasn't been eaten yet. But like I said, no one can resist eating a fragrant and soft airline crate.