The gunshots sounded almost indiscriminately.
But there is still a difference in fine distinction.
Waiters pulled the trigger before Rodney, and when the representative and agent of the 'Emeral Family' was still pulling the trigger, he made a very standard dodge.
As the representative and agent of the 'Emeral Family', apart from his own identity, what Waiters is most proud of is the strong body he acquired after unremitting exercise and his daily actual combat training.
At this time, he is very grateful for his self-discipline.
Not just gaining health.
Also got a chance to survive.
Although it was only a slight gap, Waiters knew that this would determine the final result between him and Rodney.
Even with the standard dodging action, the bullet still drilled into the chest.
This is what Waiters can expect.
The difference is, the pain!
He hadn't expected the pain!
Waiters was shot for the first time!
After a burst of impact, the pain diffused.
Waiters, who was brought to the ground by the impact, curled up, his whole body began to twitch.
But even so, he still tried his best to raise his head, and stared at Rodney opposite him.
He wanted to see Rodney fall to the ground with his own eyes.
He wanted to confirm Rodney's death.
This is inevitable!
Waiters is quite sure of this.
As the representative and agent of the "Gipson Family", Rodney is getting old. Although he pays attention to maintenance on weekdays, the cane in the opponent's hand is no longer a decoration. The power is surprising, but Waiters believes the result will not change.
After all, time is relentless.
It will take everything from you.
Your relatives and friends.
your wealth, your life.
Even the memory you leave to the world will become like green smoke and go with the wind after time flows bit by bit.
Unconsciously, the representative and agent of the 'Emeral family' who thought the overall situation was settled sighed.
Then,
His eyes widened.
because!
Not only did Rodney not fall, he didn't even suffer any real damage.
Not dodging!
The bullet did hit Rodney.
The placket is torn.
But the inside is not flesh and blood.
Instead... metal!
Ding!
The bullet collided with the metal chest, sparks splashed in all directions, leaving no trace of the metal chest, and the bullet flew away.
With a gun in one hand, Rodney gracefully raised his hand and brushed his metal chest, a smug smile appeared on his old face.
"Accident?"
"Technology has changed life."
Rodney looked into Waiters's shocked eyes and smiled again.
Moreover, following these words, Rodney seemed to have completely opened up the conversation.
In other words, he held back for too long and had absolutely no one to tell.
At this moment, one finally appeared.
He naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.
"My body reached its limit twenty years ago, so I had to find some special ways to live longer."
"Transfusion of young blood."
"Replacing younger organs."
"But this is a drop in the bucket. You know, every operation requires a recovery period, and my already weak body can hardly bear more rejection."
"Little by little, my body is still weakening, so I need the blood and organs of stronger people that are more in line with my 'goal'."
"Therefore, I came to Block F..."
"It's really nice here."
"'Tool people' are everywhere, and I don't need to be sneaky anymore, someone will handle everything for me, and then, I just need to do it while it's hot."
"But as time goes by, this approach becomes less effective."
"I had to take a more risky approach."
"mechanical!"
"Just like you saw."
"I received ten transformations one after another, and then, I felt energetic, energetic, and young again."
While speaking, Rodney wiped his chest again.
There was a morbid fascination on that old face.
Ordinary people will feel uncomfortable and awkward as long as they look at it.
To be precise, it is: disgusting.
So did Waiters.
Even more violently.
Because, at this moment, he fell under the opponent's gun, and that gun was still pointed at him.
"You did all this?"
Waiters did not ask Rodney why he was able to complete such an operation and transformation.
Obviously the 'Gibsons' are not good at this.
betray!
It is doomed!
Rodney betrayed his family.
Otherwise, Waiters couldn't think of anyone who would give Rodney such a generous reward.
If you want to get, you have to give.
Waiters has long known this truth.
It's a pity that even if he knew, he still fell into the other party's trap.
Thinking of the person who secretly contacted him, Waiters gritted his teeth with hatred.
What can get more benefits for the 'Emeral family'.
What is the choice to reverse one's own destiny.
Everything is a scam!
It's all a scam by the old pervert in front of me!
Look at the surprise in the eyes of this bastard in front of you.
Until now, still pretending!
Anger made Waiters cough loudly, and blood foam overflowed from his mouth.
"Isn't it you?"
"The person who contacted me secretly before, wasn't you?"
Rodney frowned, and lowered his palms on the metal chest.
"You have already won, do you still want to pretend?"
Waiters asked back.
"A month ago, someone contacted me and said, give me a chance to gain greater recognition and support from my family, so that I can reverse my destiny choice... That voice is mechanical synthesis."
Rodney said in a deep voice.
"You got that call too?"
Waiters was taken aback.
The brain of the agent of the 'Emerald family' began to spin crazily.
Almost in the next second, his gaze was on Donna.
Donna's body was lying there without her head.
Rodney also looked at Donna.
The next moment, the eyes of the two met.
"Donna should have received a similar call, so I asked why our cooperation was so close when Sender 9 had an accident!"
"It turned out that someone was threading a needle...Damn it! Damn it! Bastard!"
Rodney sighed first, then cursed.
A series of non-stop curses.
Waiters didn't speak.
However, his face was extremely ugly.
trap!
He, Rodney, and Donna all fell into each other's trap.
Moreover, now Donna is dead.
And him
The condition is very bad.
If he does not receive treatment, he is also dead.
But, can he still receive treatment
Waiters looked up at Rodney who was holding the gun, and even though he was cursing separately, he didn't move the gun.
"I think we can hu..."
boom!
Rodney pulled the trigger.
Waiters fell to the ground with a gun in the eyebrow, and then Rodney aimed two more shots at the left and right sides of Waiters' chest before putting the gun away.
"Talk?"
"I want, too."
"If we could have found out sooner, we could have talked."
"But now?"
Rodney shook his head.
He knew very well that when he shot at the other party, everything became irreparable.
He couldn't let go of a man who shot himself and wanted his life.
Others may choose to be relieved with generosity.
But Waiters won't.
Because, he and Waiters are the same person.
Not only Waiters, but Donna too.
That's why the three of them fell into that bastard's trap together.
What's even worse is that until now, she still doesn't know who that bastard is.
"Damn it!"
Lord cursed again.
Then, he began to think about how to solve the predicament in front of him.
With the existence of that bastard, the previous method of letting Waiters take the blame will definitely not work. If he does this, he will only hand the 'knife' to that bastard.
That bastard would be more than happy to stab him in the nick of time.
Just like this moment.
But without Waiters taking the blame, how to explain the current scene
Without a reasonable explanation, the representative family of District F will definitely conduct an in-depth investigation.
When the death of 'Sender 9' is dug out, then everything is over.
Lord, as one of the top 100 families, is very clear about the style of the 'Sunder Family'.
And he is such a possible 'sinner', the 'Gibson family' will not come forward.
jingle.
While Rodney was struggling, his personal phone rang.
There is no call prompt, only a series of garbled characters.
It's that guy!
After confirming this, the angry Rodney suddenly calmed down.
Because, at this moment, he suddenly realized one thing: the situation in front of him was also what the other party wanted.
The other side needs him!
No!
wrong!
is one of three surrogates that needs them.
It doesn't matter who it is.
Just the one that survived.
Why
The other side needs to cooperate with the one they survived.
Collaborate on something.
Rodney looked at the big screen in the conference hall.
'The Sadist' is raving.
Blood was scattered, and corpses were everywhere.
But there is a place that is quite quiet, belonging to Jason's apartment, where he saw Lothar 11, Perls, Beard who shouldn't appear, and a strange person.
A bold guess appeared in Rodney's mind.
Hoo, hoo.
After adjusting his breathing and confirming that there was nothing wrong with his emotions, Rodney answered the phone.
"you cheated me!"
Rodney said harshly.
He tried to sound angry and resentful, with that gnashing of teeth.
"cheat?"
"I promised you, didn't you get it?"
The electronic synthesizer sounded puzzled and asked back.
"But you didn't tell me that you are still working with Waiters and Donna!"
Rodney questioned.
"But you didn't ask me either."
The electronic synth sounds are full of innocence.
"What about everything in front of you? Is it because I didn't ask you?"
There was anger in Rodney's voice.
It's not fake, it's real anger.
He thought that the other party treated him as a child, and he could cheat as much as he wanted.
"certainly."
"You didn't ask, so I didn't say."
The electronic synthesis sound was admitted as a matter of course.
It seemed that Rodney didn't say anything because he didn't ask.
And that angered Rodney.
"Do you think you are sure to win?"
"Even if you fooled me before."
"But now I will never be deceived again!"
"you are done!"
"The 'Gibson Family' won't let you go, the 'Hera Family' won't let you go, the 'Emeral Family' won't let you go, the 'Sunder Family' won't let you go, the 'Lothar Family' 'The same will not let you go."
"Facing these families, you will be like a mouse in the gutter, in constant fear."
Rodney roared loudly.
"oh."
The electronically synthesized voice should not be able to hear emotions, but this short answer is full of indifference.
It seemed that Rodney's threats were not at all a concern.
It seems that the 'Gibson family', 'Hera family', 'Emer family', 'Sunder family', and 'Lothar family' don't need to pay attention.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Rodney's breath came quickly.
Subconsciously, he would angrily scold the other party for his ignorance and rudeness.
However, at this moment, the electronically synthesized voice asked a question unhurriedly.
"Do you want to live?"
Rodney stopped angrily when he reached the edge of his mouth, and he swallowed it back abruptly, his expression changing again and again.
finally-
"think!"
Who doesn't want to live.
Who doesn't want to live.
Especially for a person like Rodney who, in order to survive, endured great pain and transformed himself into a cyborg, he was the one who was most willing to live and wanted to live the most.
"That's good."
"We can continue to work together."
"Now I want you to be able to disable the emergency measures in the 'mansion' for a moment."
"It doesn't take long, just an hour."
The synthesized voice speaks for itself.
"Emergency team?"
"What do you want?"
I had already made a rough guess before, but at this time Rodney still couldn't help asking.
"Didn't you guess it?"
"How can a Sender 9 be enough?"
"At least one Lothar 11 is needed."
The other party replied frankly.
"I did this, how can I survive?"
Rodney asked again.
It's not that he doesn't want to do it. At this time, it's nothing to do so. What he needs is to see the other party's 'sincerity', or the other party's 'ability' to keep him alive.
He will not do such a thing just because of a word from the other party.
"Because it was Waiters who did it, not you Rodney?"
"During the mechanical transformation, did you implant a voice-changing device?"
"This is the time to use it."
The electronically synthesized sound is full of strangeness.
Rodney was taken aback.
How did the other party know
The transformation of his body is a secret. In order to keep this secret forever hidden, he killed all those doctors, but how did the other party know
"how do you know?"
Rodney asked.
This time, the electronically synthesized voice did not answer.
Rodney, who already knew some habits of the other party, stood there and hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone.
"Well, I'm Waiters."
"Emergency teams don't need to be dispatched."
"right."
"There are additional orders."
Rodney ordered in Waiters' voice.
And after doing all this, he asked again.
"how do you know?"
This time there was still no answer.
This made Rodney frown.
After three full minutes, the electronic synthesizer sounded again.
"Sorry, there was a little accident in the plan."
"My original plan was to use the 'Rager' to see off our young master Lothar 11, but now there is a 'Rager' who somehow stands in this young master's camp, um, no, It's two."
Following the words of the electronically synthesized voice, the pictures of Jason and Jia Lun appeared on the screen in the conference hall.
Jason stabbed a 'Rager' and stepped up.
Jia Lun guarded the door vigilantly, looking around.
"What's the meaning?"
Staring at such a picture, Rodney had a bad feeling.
"I need you now to help me correct this mistake - to kill Lothar 11."
"impossible!"
"I won't do that!"
Without waiting for the electronic synthesizer to continue, Rodney roared loudly.
Participation and directness are two concepts.
He didn't mind participating in the assassination of Sende 9, because he didn't know about Sende 9's death, and he just devoured some benefits afterwards.
And now
Let him directly kill Lothar 11
Rodney was timid.
"Then there is no way."
"You're doomed not to survive."
"The young master Lothar 11 used his authority to live broadcast everything that happened in the 'Game Building' at the moment. Guess how many minutes it will take for the bodyguards of the 'Lothar Family' to arrive?"
The electronic synthesizer asked with a grin.
"What?!"
Rodney froze in place as if struck by lightning.
He had no idea that Lothar 11 still had such authority.
If Lothar 11 does this...
He is dead!
Suddenly, after a second of pause, Rodney came back to his senses.
"You already knew that, didn't you?"
Rodney asked.
"Um."
"I already knew."
"You didn't ask."
Synthetic voices readily admit.
Rodney's breathing became short again.
Both angry and struggling.
"This time, I will ask in advance."
"If I really kill Lothar 11, are you sure you can keep me alive?"
Rodney emphasized.
"certainly!"
"I promise!"
"Moreover, I will let you live in a dignified manner, instead of becoming a tool man like a 'Rager'."
Synth sounds become official.
Hearing the other party's assurance, Rodney was slightly relieved.
He is really afraid that the so-called living is to become a tool man like a 'stalker'.
Now…
Rodney tidied up his clothes a little to cover his metal chest, then took a gun and walked towards the elevator.
He's going to kill Lothar 11.
Although it is risky, it is worth it to live.
4th floor, Jason apartment.
After Lothar 11 thought about what he had experienced before, he turned to look at Beard.
The eleventh heir of the Lothar family said this—
"Beard, smash all the monitoring on this floor."
"They're useless."
"besides… "
"Whether it's Rodney, Waiters, or Donna who appears here in a while, they all shoot directly."