If the results are not good, then it is better to die. A life of losing oneself is not what he wants.
After about half an hour of sunbathing, a new female voice came to Old Mike's ears... The system sound can be adjusted, as long as you have money.
Therefore, the system sound that Old Mike heard was always his granddaughter’s voice.
The door of the sun treatment room opens, and the automated dining table with rollers slowly enters.
"Hey, the lunch you ordered has arrived. Today's preferred lunch is a mix of the seventh and ninth of the thirteen lunches you ordered. The fine veal steak is paired with good soft-boiled eggs, fresh vegetable salad, Special mashed potatoes from the 177th District, and a small glass of sparkling wine if you need it... Because you are a platinum member, the above packages are already discounted at 20% before selection."
Old Mike took off his sunglasses, stood up slowly, and the sunlight on his head began to fade.
He sat on a chair and tasted a wonderful lunch. The lunch he had every day was randomly matched with food from thirteen of Old Mike's favorite set meals, so he would never get tired of it.
Soothing classical music played from the side, and Old Mike looked calm.
Incomparable comfort.
This is the life I earned by working hard in the dark world for decades and killing countless big shots. No one can take it away, and nothing can take it away!
He picked up the small glass of sparkling wine and took a sip.
At this moment, an emotionless, young and unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in Old Mike's mind.
[The Spear of the End]
[You have been chosen by fate]
Old Mike instantly pushed away the automatic dining table in front of him. As fast as lightning, he immediately hid behind the rockery in the room and observed the surrounding situation indifferently.
No one was there, he was sure.
"who is it?"
One of the vigilant old Mike's hands began to change, gradually transforming into an elegant white and silver firearm. It looked like a super-large pistol, but he didn't know how powerful it was.
However, Old Mike could not find anyone.
damn it!
Old Mike remained calm on the surface, but deep inside he was extremely angry.
My peaceful life has been disturbed, it’s over, damn it, damn it, damn it!
In an instant, Old Mike calmed down.
He wanted to leave the room quickly, but suddenly found that his body could not move.
how come
hacker
Old Mike frowned.
Something is wrong. My network access warehouse is a military model, even one of the best high-end products among military models. It will never be easily controlled by others.
But no matter what, old Mike's body couldn't move at all at this moment.
After struggling for a while, he stopped struggling and allowed the mysterious person to control him.
"Who are you? What do you want? We can negotiate."
In an empty room with no one else, Old Mike shouted loudly.
"If you want money, I can give it to you, or what do you need me to do for you? I can do it. Or do you want to know information about certain people and forces?"
"Go ahead and discuss your terms."
In his decades-long career as a killer, Old Mike relied not only on his killing techniques, but also on his control of people's hearts.
The other party was able to control himself, but did not kill him immediately, which meant that... this unknown existence did not want his life.
However, there was no answer.
What does the Gun of the End mean? As if it was what a mysterious existence called him, Old Mike began to quickly look for clues about that mysterious existence.
Just as old Mike remained vigilantly silent, his body suddenly acted on its own.
Like a puppet in someone's hands.
But he had no fear at all. He just observed everything and thought indifferently.
no matter who…
Old Mike has sworn in his heart that as long as he can survive, he will definitely make anyone who breaks his peaceful life pay the price!
Not long after, old Mike came outside the house controlled by an unknown force.
After passing through the clean corridor, the security system of "Green Plant" found nothing unusual about him.
Old Mike soon came to the "entertainment hall" filled with old people.
The dark environment is like a movie theater. On the comfortable leather seats, many elderly people in recuperation clothes are wearing helmets, all smiling, and they are intoxicated in "Super Dream".
In an instant, Old Mike already noticed something was wrong.
There are other people mixed in here...some people who don't belong in the nursing home at all...
Is it another killer
Old Mike took a deep breath and understood something deep in his heart.
The peaceful and comfortable retirement life is over.
A few seconds later, there was only determination and coldness in the old man's eyes.
Next, I have only one choice, kill all the bastards who cause trouble, leaving no one alive. Only in this way can I have a chance to return to a comfortable life!
Chapter 362: Killing Show
Suddenly, a sentence appeared in old Mike's mind.
[Deal with all the killers here]
The next moment he became mobile.
Yes, Mr. Bai gave him the power of "self-discipline"... Yes, Mr. Bai was too lazy to do the entry task himself.
“…”
Old Mike frowned, still unclear, who is the mysterious being who controls him? what do you want
But he was sure of one thing.
Before I know the other party's true identity and figure out the other party's power type, there is absolutely no way I can resist the order of this mysterious existence.
There are only a handful of people in the entire city ring, no, in the entire night world, who can control their own existence without being aware of it.
In this case, I should complete the "task" I was assigned first.
Old Mike decided not to resist, but to follow the other person's wishes. Anyway, those killers were obviously here to kill him, haha.
Killing mission... haha.
Over the decades, he has completed hundreds of killing missions and contaminated thousands of lives.
I thought I could retire smoothly, walk away, and enjoy a comfortable old age for decades... It turned out to be a luxury wish.
Unfortunately, even now, I can't get rid of this unfortunate job.
Old Mike calmly blended into the dark entertainment hall, first took out a cord from his neck, and connected it to the local area network inside the "Green Plant" nursing home through the Chaomeng machine.
A few seconds later, he had taken control of the network here.
Old Mike used the camera to lock the locations of all targets in the entertainment hall, and at the same time created fake scenes in the real-time video to prevent himself from being exposed.
“…”
After remembering everything, Old Mike pulled out the thread from his neck and disappeared into the darkness without emotion.
After a while, some people disappeared one by one in the darkness, while others were completely unaware of it.
Old people are still using Chaomeng and living in a fantasy world.
Some people become unparalleled heroes in that world, some people become monsters who do whatever they want in that world, and some people even use the forbidden Mewtwo to combine the Heart of Light, the Fate Stringer, and the Crimson Big One in that world. Jundu was treated as a maid to play with.
Almost without exception, every old man chose a young body in Mewtwo.
Reality is so powerless and terrifying, but the world in dreams is perfect.
Disguised as a staff member, Old Mike used visual gaps and sly tactics to eliminate the lurking killers one after another.
No one noticed this happening.
When there was only the last killer left in the entertainment hall, his right hand transformed into a small-caliber silenced firearm.
aim.
"biu"
The last person also fell down.
The old people in the entire entertainment hall were still enjoying Mewtwo, with crazy and uncontrollable smiles on their faces.
Old Mike quickly cleaned up the entertainment hall, left here and came to the corridor.
He never uses Mewtwo Entertainment.
The next moment, the images from the camera appeared in Old Mike's eyes again. At the same time, the surveillance images seen by the other killers were all false images.
"one two three… "
There were actually twenty-seven killers sneaking into the entire "green plant".
He had just killed eight of them, and now there are still nineteen alive... After killing these rubbish, there is a high probability that he would not get any reward, so damn unlucky!
Old Mike's face was as dark as water, knowing that someone was already ambushing him in his room.
So, instead of going back directly, he went to the next door and unlocked the door of the next room.
The neighbor with some dementia is playing ball and there is no one else here.
After taking out a pile of hidden things from the toilet in the neighbor's room with ease, Old Mike began to apply makeup on himself, and soon he was disguised as a young man.
Old Mike came to his room calmly.
"Open the door."
After the voice recognition, the door opened immediately. He threw a smoke bomb inside expressionlessly and stood to the side.
Smoke bombs quickly cluttered the room.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Fuck! He's right outside!"
"careful!"
Old Mike, who was standing at the door, fired five silenced shots, one at a time, killing all five people who tried to rush out.
Just as he turned around to leave, a guy whose head was shot suddenly stood up again.
The originally thin body began to swell, and in an instant it turned into a werewolf more than two meters tall.
It opened its mouth and wanted to howl!
"boom!"
But soon, the werewolf was knocked out by a powerful plasma cannon, turning most of his body into a pool of blood and mud and half his body.
"Hopefully no one nearby heard the gunfire."
Old Mike muttered as one of his right arms had been transformed into a plasma cannon.
Just an extraordinary person.
Of the many mission targets that Old Mike has killed over the past few decades, half are extraordinary people, and there are even several monarch-level extraordinary people.
He has long been accustomed to fighting with all kinds of extraordinary powers.
After getting his things in his room, Old Mike quickly prepared to kill everyone and run away, and then set out to solve the remaining troubles.
"I have to change my name again, and my current account may not be safe..."
Fortunately, he has ten active accounts, and each one has a lot of credits.
For an ace killer who never quits, money is the least of his worries.