I don't have a system but I have a hammer

At this time, he completely lost his previous gentleman appearance, and instead had a vicious expression on his face...

I watched his back as he walked out of the cabin, and I felt a surge of emotion in my heart. I said one thing—this guy is really reliable...

But the next second...

Bang~

"Captain, put down the bazooka..."

Like a fool, I stared blankly at the curly-haired girl in front of me, the pistol in her hand that was still smoking, and the man with dreadlocks who was shot in the back not far away...

The scene at this time seems to be an interpreter named "Fate", who is telling its quick wit, performing its unexpectedness, and interpreting its ups and downs...

wtf?

"Ding, do you want to activate... the Haijia system!"

"Ding, do you want to activate the Dahang... system!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

God, I have to watch the two people in front of me get this "Great Navigator System"...

But now is not the time to worry about this, because the other gun of the curly-haired woman is already pointing at me...

I immediately pretended to be innocent and raised my hands...

At this time, the gentleman was as unbelievable as if he had been told by a doctor that he had a terminal illness. After he realized it, he slowly put down the bazooka, but still stared at the curly-haired girl with a resentful and puzzled expression...

"You...why are you doing this!"

The curly-haired girl curled her lips with disdain, and then laughed as if she had completed the ultimate task...

"Ha, idiot, the Crusaders can send you to lurk the Razor Party, can't the Razor Party send me to lurk in the Crusades?"

Now I understand that these two people are spies lurking in the other party's organization. As a result, the curly-haired girl discovered the gentleman first, so she arranged this series of ambush plans in advance...

I didn't have time to pay attention to the live-action version of Infernal Affairs in front of me, and I began to estimate the distance between me and the curly-haired girl...

Almost four meters or so, if I...

Well, no ifs, even if I take care of this woman, I can't beat the three strong men who jumped from the sky now... and the fucking strong men with guns!

If it is held hostage...

Well, there is no if, because I have been smashed into mosquito coils by someone with a gun butt...

...

"Hey, wake up..."

Accompanied by a dull pain in my forehead, I was awakened by a violent shaking...

What catches the eye is the gentleman's blood-stained face, and the dark, damp and smelly prison cell!

"Sorry, I hurt you..."

Hearing the gentleman's sincere apology, I slowly got up, leaned against the cold wall, and subconsciously touched my lower back...

Good guy, he was stripped clean, only one piece of source armor was left on his body, even the tactical belt and Brother Hammer were taken away...

However, Brother Hammer has a great fortune and a strong head, so there shouldn't be any serious problems, so the point now is that we must first understand the current situation...

"The people on board... are the Razor Party?"

After hearing my words, the gentleman nodded with a depressed expression. At this time, he is curled up in the corner, without the confidence and charm of before, and some are just as if he has lost all his property...

I curled my lips, then tried my best to cheer up, and looked around slightly...

A small airtight room with a few thick pipes above the head and a chandelier emitting faint light. The only exit in the room is an iron sensor door. There is a palm-sized ventilation window on the wall opposite the door...

Oh my god... an escape room?

After thinking for a while, I looked at the gentleman with a serious expression...

"Can you contact the outside world? Or do you have a locator or something on your body?"

He silently shook his head, his tone depressed...

"Do you think it's appropriate for a spy to carry something like that?"

I nodded knowingly, stood up and looked out the window, it was still the vast ocean that I was sick of seeing...

"Tell me about their purpose..."

That's right, it's understandable to keep the gentleman. After all, if you want to know the inside information of the Crusaders through his mouth, it doesn't make sense to kill the man with dreadlocks, but leave my life...

But then the gentleman gave me the answer I wanted...

"The demise of the Stranger Gang is inevitable, so all the system organizations in the world want to obtain the source energy of the Stranger Gang, and you are the one who destroyed the Stranger Gang with your own hands, and I happen to be your connector..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at me again...

"Man, I survived because of you, but if they come to torture you later and you don't know anything, then we're screwed..."

After listening to his words, I suddenly felt a little heavy, just because of one source, it caused organizations all over the world to hear the news, maybe this is the way the system controls humans...

Withdrawing my emotion, I smiled at the gentleman...

"Even if I say everything, it seems that we still can't live..."

He remained silent, but lowered his head even lower...

Looking at his dejected appearance, the titan named "I just don't believe in evil" in my heart suddenly stood up from the dark swamp in the mud, as if to prove his indomitable, steel will !

I can't die here, because I have a huge mission on my body, so I not only want to live, but also live for 70 billion people!

My eyes were burning with unyielding and high-spirited fighting spirit, and all the haze just now was dispelled in just a moment...

I only thought for a short moment, and immediately approached the iron gate, and began to observe carefully...

There is a monitoring opening two fingers wide on the door. There is no lock hole, and it can only be opened from the outside. Just as I thought, this is a sensor door...

The opening method is opening and closing rather than lateral movement, so... there must be a gap in this door!

I turned around and looked at the lunch box next to the gentleman, with a thoughtful expression on my face...

"How do they cook?"

He raised his head in a depressed state, and just about to speak, he saw my fiery eyes, and immediately swept away the negativity, and his whole body seemed to be refreshed...

"You...have you thought of a way out?"

I really couldn't bear to look at his expectant eyes, so I could only slowly turn around and look out the window, with melancholy in my heart and a faint tone of voice...

"Sorry, I'm... just hungry."

He suddenly turned his head away in annoyance, and immediately returned to the state of a primary school student who had not finished his homework at the end of the summer vacation...

"It should have been sent in from the monitoring port, otherwise, why would there be a box of lunch on the ground..."