Chapter 18: I Don’t Mind Turning You into Complete Trash

Chapter 18: I Don't Mind Turning You into Complete Trash

Lu Yuanhang held the mission card and quickly calculated in his mind, trying to plan the most meticulous undercover operation. Then, with his own strength, he would push these abnormal guests into the abyss of failure.

A sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he slowly lifted his head.

But unexpectedly, he found several sharp gazes simultaneously piercing through him.

As if they were about to see right through him and reveal the cards he was hiding behind his back.

Lu Yuanhang was immediately startled, breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill run down his spine,

No way, no way,

They couldn't have all guessed that I'm the mole, could they?!

However, their gazes lingered for only two or three seconds before casually moving away.

The pressure on Lu Yuanhang instantly eased, and he let out a long sigh. I knew it, how could it be so easy?!

Those simple-minded, muscle-bound action stars definitely have a hard time with intelligence!

Soon, the guests put on their professional gear and headed towards the dense forest, holding paintball guns.

Feng Dayuan held a megaphone, "Find and swiftly occupy the enemy's stronghold, or 'eliminate' all the enemy forces. Either one counts as a victory."

"The time limit is two hours. You can first select a team leader and then arrange your battle plans."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Li walked into the dense forest.

Perhaps due to executing too many bloody missions in his past life, despite walking leisurely, his back exuded an undeniable aura of slaughter.

Feng Dayuan looked over, his expression slightly paused, as if recalling something from long ago. His gaze was inscrutable, and the next moment he spoke into the megaphone, "Jian Li, the order is just one word,"

"Win!"

Jian Li, holding the paintball gun, didn't turn around but simply raised his arm to signal "OK."

The gesture was casual yet cool.

Like a mercenary boss.

The live stream erupted with screams.

Lu Yuanhang, at the back of the group, sneered, "What are you pretending to be?"

Just wait, there will be tears later!

As soon as they stood by their own stronghold, Jian Li turned around with his paintball gun, "Who wants to be the team leader? Decide within two minutes."

"I won't be the..." Yuan Feng swallowed the word "scapegoat" and hastily corrected himself, "leader."

"Next."

Jian Li's gaze fell on Huo Xiao, whose dark eyes were deep, "I don't like trouble."

"Then..."

Luo Xiaohong, Shi Huayi, and Zhou Nan simultaneously raised their hands, "We won't either!"

"Alright," Jian Li nodded, "Then I'll do it."

Lu Yuanhang was immediately dissatisfied, "Why not choose me?"

"Don't worry," Jian Li shrugged, "When selecting the suicide squad, you'll definitely be the first choice."

"Why?!" Lu Yuanhang, used to being spoiled, had no limits to his patience, especially since he wanted to use the team leader position to sabotage the game. He argued, "This isn't fair; we must vote..."

Before he could finish, Jian Li glanced at his watch and suddenly said sternly, "Two minutes are up. Let's go!"

Seeing the guests already following, Lu Yuanhang became furious, "Hey—"

"How dare you ignore me?!"

"Do you think I won't make you lose badly?!"

Jian Li suddenly stopped, then delivered a standard roundhouse kick, breaking a branch as thick as a small arm beside him.

He turned back, his lips curling coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I don't mind turning you into complete trash."

Lu Yuanhang was clearly frightened and didn't dare say another word.

The live stream chat exploded,

"Jian Li's skills are impressive. How did we not notice this before? He always seemed sickly, like a chronic patient!"

"Xiao Hang was just pointing out the unfairness. Is using violence necessary?!"

"Is it appropriate for a variety show to promote violence?! And why does Xiao Hang always get hurt? First slapped by Instructor Feng, then his arm broken by Yuan Feng, now threatened openly by Jian Li?! This show should be taken off the air and fixed!"

"Please be careful with your words. It was dislocated, not broken. If it were that serious, he should be in the hospital, not vying for team leader!"

"I suggest those with rare blood types have some self-awareness. Can't do anything right and still want to compete?!"

"Brother Li is so cool! No wonder he's supported! I'd support him too!"

"..."

Jian Li first checked the walkie-talkie device, then gave a nod to the other guests to disperse, leaning forward slightly, "Search in skirmish lines, stay hidden, work in pairs, and provide mutual support."

"Also, aim for headshots to ensure a high kill rate and avoid follow-up shots."

"Acknowledged, please confirm receipt."

Yuan Feng, "Received at position 1."

Luo Xiaohong, "Received at position 2!"

Shi Huayi, "3!"

Zhou Nan, "4!"

Huo Xiao, "5."

A deep and clear voice sounded behind him, and Jian Li instinctively turned around to see the stern-faced Huo Xiao with intense eyes.

"I'll provide support from behind you."

Jian Li raised an eyebrow, "......"

In his past life, he had always fought alone and never trusted anyone with his back, as mercenaries came from different countries and gathered only for money, making it possible for them to betray their employers for more money any day.

Therefore, entrusting one's life to someone else was the most foolish act...

But with Huo Xiao, he somehow felt an inexplicable sense of trust,

Could it be because... the enemy of my enemy is my friend?

This principle made some sense,

So, Jian Li nodded slightly, "Alright then."

"Just don't stab me in the back."

Huo Xiao smiled faintly, "Don't worry, that's something only spies do."

The guest, suddenly called out on their true identity, froze in guilt.