Survival on the road, I have a prompt system

Chapter 41 Trap like a forest
Hearing what the hooded man said, Zhang Tuohai couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He is not a radical person, on the contrary, he respects many individuals.

Such as Hatano-sensei, Momoya-sensei, Kato-sensei and so on.

He is always respectful.

However, he didn't know the hooded man in front of him.

Since you are not a familiar teacher, why are you being polite?
Zhang Tuohai raised his head and lifted the Remington hidden under his coat.

"I didn't hear clearly just now, please say it again."

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I'm sorry!" The man in the hood saw Remington, and he didn't care about confronting the jeans*2. He held a knife in one hand and bowed to Zhang Tuohai at a standard 90 degrees.

"Well, it looks like an old lady, bowing is so standard." Zhang Tuohai clicked his tongue.

In the past, I only saw it on the news, but this time it can be regarded as meeting in real life, so I have to visit it carefully.

Denim No. 1 and Denim No. 2 looked at each other, not knowing whether to take advantage of this moment to attack Zhang Tuohai, or to salute Zhang Tuohai together with the hooded man, they froze in place for a while.

None of the three said a word, and the venue suddenly fell silent.

After 5 minutes, Zhang Tuohai was fine, and the denim suits were fine. The hooded man who kept bowing couldn't take it anymore.

"Your Excellency, may I ask..." The hooded man straightened up, wanting to ask Zhang Tuohai why.

"Did you stand up?" Zhang Tuohai said coldly.

"Your Excellency, you, what do you mean?"

"Doxiazao." Zhang Tuohai said, "I heard that the most sincere way of apologizing for you is Tuxiazao. Why didn't you use it just now? Are you looking down on me?"

"Your Excellency, I, I, I don't, I don't mean that. I..."

"Now, right now, right away, I'm going to watch it. Otherwise, you just look down on me." Zhang Tuohai pointed the gun at the hooded man while speaking.

Pfft!
The man in the hood immediately knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and curled up his body, probably in this posture—or2
"It's almost there."

Zhang Tuohai nodded in satisfaction.

"Now tell me, why are you confronting each other here?"

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I, we..."

The hooded man was interrupted by Zhang Tuohai as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Shut up!" Zhang Tuohai pointed at the denim jacket No. 1, "Say it."

"Brother, we confronted each other because of one thing."

Denim No. 1 said.

"For what?" Zhang Tuohai was curious.

"It's the knife in his hand." Jean No. 1 said.

"It was the box we found first. When we opened the box, the knife accidentally slipped out and he just picked it up. We asked him to return it to us, but he refused, so we confronted each other."

"Is that the case?" Zhang Tuohai turned around and asked.

"This, this thing has no owner in the first place, I, I picked it up, when, of course it is mine..." the hooded man argued loudly.

"That means, is what he said true?" Zhang Tuohai asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency..."

The hooded man looked up and tried to argue.

boom!
Remington's gunshot answered him.

The No. 12 projectile grazed his scalp, and a smear of blood flowed from his head.

"You are right."

The hooded man knelt down again.

"Sure enough, only gunfire is the language you can understand."

Zhang Tuohai looked cold, and came to the man in the hood.

"Have you eaten braised pork these days?"

"Eat a piece."

The hooded man didn't understand why Zhang Tuohai asked such a question, but he still answered cautiously because of Remington's power.

"No, I think you ate two pieces of stewed pork, but only paid one piece!" Zhang Tuohai said.

"No, I obviously only, only ate, ate a piece."

"Then prove it to me!"

"How to prove, prove?"

bang.

Zhang Tuohai kicked the samurai sword to the hooded man's feet.

"Don't you have a traditional culture called seppuku? You can tell by cutting and counting."

"Ba, Baga, you are humiliating me!" The hooded man raised his head violently.

He understood that Zhang Tuohai didn't want him to survive.

He picked up the knife on the ground abruptly and raised it high.

Before his knife fell, the thunderous gunshot sounded again.

The man in the hood felt himself flying, and flew five or six meters before hitting the wall and sliding down slowly.

There was a smear of red on the wall behind.

Why did Zhang Tuohai insist on killing the other party?
Because he is from Jinling.

After glancing at the hooded man's body, Zhang Tuohai walked straight to the third floor, not even looking at the samurai sword on the ground.

His attitude confused the denim duo.

"Brother, knife, you haven't got the knife yet." The duo in jeans greeted from behind.

"A handful of rags, if you want it, keep it for yourself." Zhang Tuohai walked upstairs without looking back.

The reason why he did this was to make the two of them leave knowingly.

Although, he is not afraid of the two making trouble, but it is better to save some trouble.

Sure enough, the duo in jeans looked at each other, quickly picked up the knife, and ran downstairs.

For them, a knife is also a good harvest.

Zhang Tuohai went straight to the third floor, with corridors on both sides. Zhang Tuohai briefly turned around and found that this place seemed to be similar to an office. Every room had desks, chairs, and filing cabinets. But it's all empty.

"System, where are the stairs leading to the attic?"

[Go to the second room, in the corner you can see a pull rope, which is the switch to open the stairs. 】

"It's hidden enough."

Zhang Tuohai nodded, followed the system's prompt, came to the room, and pulled the rope hard.

bang.

A telescoping wooden staircase tumbled from the ceiling.

There was a splash of dust.

"How many years has no one come here?"

Zhang Tuohai frowned, and walked towards the top of the stairs step by step.

Up the stairs was the attic, which was dusty and looked like it hadn't been set foot in for years, and the windows were dusty too, blocking out the sunlight.

In the very center of the attic, an orange supply box was placed there, shining brightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Tuohai was overjoyed, and was about to go forward to collect the supplies box.

The system's notification sound suddenly sounded.

[There is a trap ahead, if you go straight, you will be injured. 】

"Is there a trap?" Zhang Tuohai abruptly took back the steps he took.

"Where are the traps and how to avoid them?"

Zhang Tuohai asked in a deep voice.

[The third, fourth, and seventh floors ahead are pressure floors, and landmines will inevitably be triggered after stepping on them. 】

[Sixth in the front, the No.12 floor is an overturned floor. After stepping on it, it will trigger the mechanism and be shot by the crossbow. 】

[Ninth ahead, No.11, and No.14 floors are hollow floors, and they will fall downstairs after stepping on them. 】

Hearing the dense traps, Zhang Tuohai cursed inwardly: "Is this a vault? What the hell is it that has so many traps installed for protection?"

(End of this chapter)