Chapter 11 Director's Office When Zhang Ling's body fell heavily to the ground, Yan Li stood there in a daze, with his eyes wide open, holding the hoe in his hand high! It wasn't until Levi drew his sword and turned around that he finally reacted! His eyes instantly became bloodshot as if they were about to burst out of their sockets, and angry, trembling curses echoed throughout the mine! "Little bastard! I'll fuck your grandma!" But before the heavy hoe dropped from his head after being raised high, his arm, which did not have bulging muscles but looked exceptionally well-proportioned and strong, reached out steadily and grabbed the wooden handle at the front of the hoe. Levi's movements were so fast, so fast that people couldn't even see how he stretched out his hand, and the bloody knife had already stabbed into Yan Li's neck again! The carotid artery was cut, causing a large amount of blood to gush out, and the strong smell of blood filled the narrow mine. The dinner knife did not hurt Yan Li's trachea. He desperately covered his neck, which was bleeding, with both hands. His eyes, which were about to collapse at any time, stared at Levi's face illuminated by the headlight. "How did you find out?" Levi, covered in blood, did not feel any discomfort from killing someone. Even though the scene was realistic, his subconscious was telling him that it was just a game. What's dying before your eyes isn't a person, but a piece of code written by a programmer who worked hard to stay up late and lose his hair.
"Guessed." He said casually. "I guess you'll kill someone." "Can't you?" Yan Li had nothing to say. He could no longer hold on, and the severe bleeding caused his consciousness to completely fall into the darkness of nothingness. In the dark mine, Levi was the only person left alive. He glanced at the two prompts that popped up in his mind. [Kill 1 illegally acquired assets, experience ] [Kill 57 illegally acquired assets, experience ] [Experience value: ] The Zhang Ling who died first was actually a poor man among poor men. On the contrary, Yan Li, who looked plain and taciturn, contributed a lot to Li Wei. But it is still a single digit number which is better than nothing. Levi has seen through it. If you really want to level up in this game by killing people, you can't just kill poor people. The poor have long been squeezed dry, and it is obviously a dream to want to get high experience points at such an exaggerated ratio of 10:1 in a place like a labor community. However, his ultimate goal tonight was obviously not these two poor scumbags. As ventilation fans continued to expel the air from the mine, the nauseatingly strong smell of blood gradually became less unbearable. Levi found a place to sit next to the two bodies and waited quietly. About three or four hours later, when the bodies on the ground had become completely cold, he casually tossed the blood-stained knife in his hand and walked out of the mine humming a light tune. It is now close to midnight. The coal mine, which was bustling during the day, is now empty. Except for two or three lazy security guards, no one else is active.
Levi, covered in blood, was like a silent ghost. After climbing out of the deep, hellish mine, he moved towards the two-story house in the center of the mine with a clear goal. During the day, he had already learned some important information about the coal mine. As the director of this mine, that noble man who is a middle-level leader in Tianen Company, certainly would not live in Yuguang District with the smelly laborers. He had his own mansion in the Dazzling Area, which was closer to the Sun Tower and completely illuminated by sunlight. However, because he had to deal with all the big and small matters in the mine on a daily basis, it was very troublesome to travel back and forth, so he simply built his own office in a two-story villa in the mine. The western-style building was beautifully maintained and clean, and it seemed so out of place with the coal slag and dust all over the mine. Ordinary laborers were not even qualified to get close to here. Even the foreman had to take a shower and change into special clothes before entering the building to avoid getting dirt on his body contaminating the spotless floor. At this time, in front of the gate leading to the courtyard of the western-style building, the security guard was not doing his duty. He was lying on a recliner and snoring. To be precise, being a gatekeeper here is indeed a very easy job, because no worker dares to get close at all. Even the families of the workers who came to ask for compensation today only dared to cry and shout outside the door. This made it very easy for Levi to sneak in. He used a dinner knife to pry open a window on the first floor of the villa and jumped in effortlessly. It is really extremely clean here, with a special nanny cleaning every day. Levi's soles, covered in coal dust, left unscrupulous footprints on the expensive teak floors and cashmere carpets. But he didn't care. Instead, he looked around the living room, which was almost no different from the modern decoration. He was familiar with the place, as if he was back home. He hummed a little tune, opened the refrigerator, found milk, toast, sausage and ham, and had a hearty meal in a happy mood. Ten minutes later he burped in satisfaction. After hesitating for two seconds, he decided to be kind enough to make two simple sandwiches with his leftover bread and ham and bring them back for the lame man to try. Then he found a more handy and satisfactory boning knife in the kitchen to replace the table knife. Finally, he began to walk slowly up the wooden stairs to the second floor. The old wooden stairs would make a slight creaking sound when people stepped on them, but this insignificant sound would be covered up by the obvious snoring as soon as it sounded. Coming to the second floor, Levi locked a door by the snoring sound. He pressed the doorknob gently. The owner of this western-style building did not seem to have the habit of locking the door when sleeping. Without any hindrance, Levi entered this luxurious bedroom. Under the soft illumination of the night light, the gorgeous brass crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, the wide four-poster bed looks like a place for ballet, the fine cashmere carpet covers the entire floor, the exquisite floor mirror, the expensive table lamp, the quaint clock If you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would imagine that this was a room located in a coal mine. And lying on the four-poster bed, enjoying a dream, was a fat man. He looked like a fat ball, his hair was a little bald, and his neck was nowhere to be found. Levi used his knife to mark the connection between his head and body for a long time, but finally gave up on this area which had no way of being discovered. Instead, he focused on the mine manager's thick legs, which were half exposed outside the flannel quilt and were covered with black hair and were as thick as a carrot. He grabbed the quilt with his left hand and held the knife with his right hand. When the boning knife was inserted into the fat of the director's thigh, Levi also covered his head with the quilt! "puff!" The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh was so clear in the deep night. The severe pain that instantly swept through all the nerves also made the director, who was originally sleeping soundly, wake up completely in the next second! He let out a howl of terror, but it was completely hidden under the covers. Under the soft night light, only Levi, covered in blood, was looking into those terrified little eyes with a smile. (End of this chapter)