"Mediating on other people's business? No, no, life is so precious, but you want to take the lives of so many people. Although I am just an unknown person, I will never allow you to do this!"

Cresey's voice was transmitted to thousands of screens through the signal, and countless people were moved by his words.

The "Didi" sound with the increase in chivalrous value instantly made a masterpiece like a frenzy, forming a "Rhapsody".

In just an instant, the value of chivalrous exceeded 13 million points... and then 14 million points... until after 15.8 million points, the growth rate began to slowly slow down.

In other words, in less than fifty seconds, Cresey's chivalrous value increased by 3.5 million points.

Nick nodded and looked at George Dundee with an ice-like gaze, "What do you say?"

George Dundee smiled, "I've considered myself a dead person."

"No, boss, we will save you."

The bandit who came down with Nick said anxiously, and he glared at Cresey, "Boy, if you let our boss go, I can guarantee with my life that I will let you out."

Cresey looked around and asked, "It's just me?"

"Yes, it's just you."

"I refuse. Everyone came to the stadium to watch me play. If I can't rescue everyone, let me die with them." Cresey said passionately.

The hostages and even bandits around were moved.

Even George Dundee, who was strangled by Cresey, changed his expression slightly and suddenly said, "Boy, you should join the army."

“Not interested.”

Cresey replied coldly, listening with high interest to the sound of the rapid speed in his mind.

Nick's cold eyes remained the same. This man was like a machine without emotions, and he would not be influenced by emotions at all. He said to the bandits around him: "You heard that he wants to die with everyone, so let him die first."

"Go to do it!" The speaker was not the bandits beside him, but the hostage George Dundee.

"Uh, ahem!"

Cresey tried his best to make him unable to speak anymore. Looking at Nick, who was standing under his gun, with a cold and emotional look, he suddenly asked: "You want to kill me, at least let me know your name. Do you dare to tell me your real name?"

Nick glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't provoke me, my name is Nick Doves. After entering heaven, you can report my name to God, if there is really God."

"Nick Doves? How to spell it?" Cresey asked again.

Nick's eyes flashed, and finally a strange feeling appeared, and he asked, "What do you want to know about these things?"

"Well, I'm going to carve your name on my tombstone."

Cresey's answer was also unexpected.

Nick: "Do you want people to spit on me?"

Cresey: "Yes, are you scared?"

Nick: "Haha, my name is nick..."

Cresey was overjoyed. This man actually said, isn't he mean?

As Nick spoke, Cresey's little finger of his right hand was drawn one by one. When the other party finished speaking, he also relaxed his heart: "The name has finally been written on it. This prop can be used. Ahem, I don't know if the prop 'English name' can be recognized."

At some point, there was a doll in Cresey's right hand holding the gun, and he clamped it tightly with the gun handle. The nails of his little finger engraved the name of Nick Doves on the back of the doll.

Tie-lifting puppet: Write a name on the back of the puppet, which can be controlled by the user for five minutes, with a limit of 100 meters. Note: The host cannot attack when controlling the puppet

This prop worth one million chivalrous value was drawn by Cresey in the roulette lottery.

"use!"

As soon as the thought moved, the doll prop in the palm of the palm suddenly disappeared, and then a dark connection came from Nick opposite him, connecting with his heart.

Nick slowly raised his hand holding the gun and said his name one by one. He didn't care about his identity being found out - his parents died, his wife and children left him ruthlessly. Now he is alone, and all this is caused by this disgusting society.

Back then, Nick, who returned from the battlefield, was unable to adapt to normal society and was unemployed and drunk at home all day. At first, his parents would advise him, but after his parents also passed away, the violent desire buried in his heart finally could not be suppressed, and he began to vent the violence in his heart with his wife and children.

After countless domestic violence, the desperate wife finally left him with her children.

Nick had also thought about treatment, but the high cost discouraged him, which eventually led to the separation of his wife and children.

He hates this society!

Now he doesn't want to live anymore. After this time, he will leave the team and do something alone. He will take revenge on this hateful society.

George Dundee and others have different ideas from themselves, so it is better to go their separate ways.

Just like this operation, they were for the pension of their comrades, and they were just to vent their killing emotions in their hearts.

The boy who held George Dundee hostage in front of me was indeed a little different. A good man, haha, I will definitely be very happy to kill him.

With the thought, his gun was aimed at Cresey, or rather, at George Dundee.

At such a close distance, as long as the gun is fired, the bullet will definitely shoot their heads through together, and neither of them will survive.

His companion raised his hand and wanted to press Nick's muzzle down, but when his hand was pressed against the barrel, he found that Nick had put his hand down again.

He was delighted, thinking that Nick had figured it out and was about to save George Dundee.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Nick raised his hand again, pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot into his chest.

puff!

The bandit fell down with his chest in disbelief.

"Bastard, what did you do?"

George Dundee screamed in anger and his face was flushed.

The other bandits were also stunned by this amazing scene, and they all became a little at a loss. They didn't know whether to attack Nick or continue their "work".

But Nick would not wait for them to report, and he suddenly shouted, "Everyone should die!" He began to shoot continuously.

Nick's shooting skills were extremely accurate. After a while, five gangsters had already died under his gun.

"Stop, are you crazy?" George Dundee yelled angrily with his red eyes.

Cresey secretly exclaimed in his heart that the power of the "stamp-lifting doll" prop was able to really control a living person.

In five minutes, you can do a lot.
Chapter completed!