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"Because this guy thinks he's some kind of elite from New York's Upper East Side and looks down on us Southerners. So what if I'm just a real redneck kid?" Constantine's face was as white as a sheet, and Li Xiao was afraid he would faint from blood loss.

But upon seeing the sophisticated firearms and bulletproof vests on the corpses, his eyes instantly lit up with a green light, his face flushed red, and he exclaimed, "Li Xiao, what do you think? If we sell all this equipment off these dead dogs, won't we make a fortune?"

"Yes, we'll make a fortune then, but not now," Li Xiao patted Constantine on the shoulder, picked up two rifles from the ground, and put on a bulletproof vest and tactical helmet. "We need to rescue those who are imprisoned, and those innocent children. Once we've done this, we can split the profits properly."

"Damn it, I'm injured, can't you be a little gentler?" Constantine winced as Li Xiao slapped him, reluctantly looking away, and turned to take off his coat. "I can't wait any longer, let's hurry up."

After saying this, Constantine stripped himself naked, then found a corpse of similar height to him, stripped it completely naked, and began to put on his clothes.

"Don't eat the pickled radish, that guy's body odor is awful. Damn, did he just lick his teammate's ass? Why does his mask smell like dog poop? I'm going to throw up."

Constantine pulled off his camouflage mask and gagged a few times.

Seeing each other wearing tactical helmets, camouflage masks, and bulletproof vests, disguised just like the militants on the ground, the two smiled.

Only a fool would barge in wearing their own clothes.

The bell is currently in cooldown mode, so playing it safe and avoiding risks is the right choice.

The wind blowing out of the ventilation shafts in the cave carried a chilling atmosphere, indicating that the cave was far more complex than Li Xiao had imagined.

After walking for five or six minutes, we still couldn't see any light. The sparse lights looked like will-o'-the-wisps on a grave, making people's faces pale.

Constantine, who had just been so arrogant, now followed closely behind Li Xiao, looking like a wronged little sweetheart.

Li Xiao quickened his pace a bit, feeling a little annoyed. This guy bumped into his back several times, but he didn't say anything to complain. After all, he had a system and his four-dimensional growth far exceeded that of ordinary people. It was already very courageous of Constantine, an ordinary person, to dare to take a risk with him.

The passageway is like a maze, containing dormitories, various fitness areas, and some collapsed sections.

It must have been a pit dug out by old miners, which Hans then renovated at his expense.

With Li Xiao's superhuman hearing, the place felt like his own backyard. After accurately avoiding the hidden pits, the two stopped in front of a metal sensor door.

Li Xiao reached out his hand, and the infrared light of the sensor door detected it and opened automatically. Luckily, it wasn't facial recognition, otherwise Constantine might have had to dig it open with his shovel.

After the door was opened by the sensor, the two people entered easily.

The ground was covered with perforated metal panels that made a thumping sound when stepped on, and underground there were probably drainage pipes, from which came the sound of flowing water.

"Keep your voice down, there are still people inside," Li Xiao whispered, and Constantine nodded.

The two tiptoed and crouched low as they carefully approached the doorway.

Looking around, there was a huge cold storage-like area in front of me, with large areas of insulation panels completely covering the rock strata, and congealed bloodstains on the ground.

In the center is a conveyor belt with processed leather bags placed on it.

On both sides, people wearing white protective suits and masks were carefully handling the situation with knives in their hands.

They debone and gutted the chicken, placing the removed organs in rows of plastic boxes, just like they would with a white-feathered chicken.

Rows of fleshy shells were pierced through the chest cavity above the conveyor belt, like dead pigs waiting to be removed.

Several people in suits sat at the obsidian dining table in the center, slowly and methodically forking their knives and forks into the bubbling pan on the portable gas stove in front of them, picking out a piece of meat and chewing it slowly.

He would occasionally raise his glass to clink glasses with red wine, and slowly wipe his lips with the napkin from his collar.

"Go in."

Li Xiao took a deep breath, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

There's no need to waste any more breath on them!

Constantine's face was extremely grim as he nodded.

The two walked in with stiff steps. The one closest to them was a white man in a suit wearing a headset.

Seeing Li Xiao and Constantine go inside, he casually used a knife and fork to pick up a few pieces of meat from the frying pan and put them on a plate, then poured half a glass of red wine and gently swirled it as he walked over.

"You're back? This is freshly cooked veal shank. Try it. I added some chopped parsley and red wine. By the way, did some unlucky adventurer wander in this time? These people are in good physical condition, they basically don't get injections, the meat is firm. Fry it in butter, oh God, I love that taste so good."

After saying that, the man even smacked his lips in a daze, as if savoring the deliciousness.

Li Xiao glanced at the food on his plate, and his face instantly darkened.

This is hardly a small ox knee; it's clearly a two-finger-thick shank that's been boiled until the bone falls off.

The joints still have a moist, gelatinous texture.

Li Xiao's eyes were fixed on the white man opposite him like nails. He did not take the plate, but instead slowly raised the rifle in his hand and pressed it against the white man's chest in the white man's terrified gaze.

"Hey! This...this joke..."

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!

The white man appeared to have been hit by a truck; a cloud of blood erupted from his upper body, and he fell backward, head tilted back.

After swiftly eliminating one person, Li Xiao turned his gun around and randomly selected another to fire.

The bullet traced a fiery arc, striking precisely the temple of a bald Asian man in a suit.

He was whispering to the person next to him when his head suddenly exploded!

As the two shots were fired, gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd. Those who had just been putting on an elegant act, as if they were from high society, now wished their parents had two more legs. One person was so frightened that he fell off his chair and crawled under the table like a stray dog.

"Fuck! They're the enemy!"

"Shit! Who's been impersonating me to get in here?! Someone, quick, someone help!"

The executioner, positioned beside the speed bump, was preparing to pull out his gun from underneath.

Li Xiao, who had already aimed, calmly fired, and the bullet flew out and blew their heads off.

The headless corpse slumped onto the belt in front of it, passing its own body up with it.

"Fire!"

Li Xiao held the guns in both hands and began indiscriminately firing; every single one of them was worth dying for.

Constantine raised his rifle, pressed the trigger, and immediately started firing in burst mode.

The dense firepower network formed by the two accurately covered everyone on the field.

Everyone standing in the field trembled violently, countless blood flowers bursting from their bodies, and then they fell down one after another like cut weeds.

In just a dozen seconds, apart from Li Xiao and Constantine, no one else was standing in the arena.

People in suits and ties, as well as those in protective suits, were all suffering from acute copper poisoning and were lying on the ground convulsing.