The bloodied person who fell from the ceiling hacked the bewildered black doctor to death with two axe strikes, quickly untied the ropes tightly binding the staff member, and dragged him off the bed.
"Let's go!"
"Huh?"
The staff member still hadn't figured out what was happening. He struggled desperately,
"Who are you? Are you here to rescue me?"
He had just been caught, and now someone was here to save him. What kind of efficiency was this?
Could it be all a show?
But looking at the dead doctor on the ground and listening to the continuous gunfire and explosions outside, it didn't seem fake.
"Stop talking so much!"
Brother Ni didn't bother wasting words with the NPC.
As an NPC completing a mission, he didn't need to have combat ability. Just don't be a liability and waste less time.
"Hey, hey, hey, my two arms are still on the table! Help me grab them!"
[Brother Ni: Found the NPC. Brother Dao, where are you guys? Resident, hurry up and drive the car over!]
