The essence of a hunting game is a game, followed by the main feature of real-life prey.
The most important core and most indispensable element in the game is the player. The game must have players joining in order to be called a game.
In order to attract players to come and play, in addition to the design of the game itself being attractive enough, players also need to be given sufficient protection and benefits.
Shuihan, which was a hit back then, failed because it didn't pay enough attention to the players.
This is even more important in a real-life hunting game.
After all, players participate in this real-life hunting. Although they enjoy the excitement and pleasure of hunting and being counter-killed, they do not really want to die in the game.
Being able to devote one's heart and soul to the game while still having a trump card to save one's own life can make hunters more relaxed.
I am more immersed in the game, and I like this hunting game even more. I join it again and again and again.
To describe it simply.
It's just so exciting. I mean it's exciting, but it's not really dead.
The Tylenol Foundation organized the creation of a hunting game. In order to allow players who have spent a lot of money to enter the game to enjoy the game freely, each player is specially provided with a privileged opportunity.
Privilege is not specific in a certain aspect, but is a broad conceptual guarantee.
Every hunter has the right to apply for the privilege of ignoring the rules once during the game based on his or her personal needs by spending a small "small fee".
As long as the Tylenol Foundation can do it, it must do everything possible to fulfill it.
Including the previously mentioned help "makeover", allowing the Tylenol Foundation to provide additional services, and even asking the prey to let the hunter go when the hunter falls into the hands of the prey, etc.
Those hunters killed along the way in the Dragon War could have applied to be exempted from death.
However, Long Zhan's attacks were too quick and decisive. Unlike ordinary people's fights, which last a long time, it was basically over in one or two moves.
Long Zhan took action.
Either dead or seriously injured.
The hunters killed by Dragon War had no chance to take out their mobile phones and dial Dodger, so this privilege never came into play.
The hunters trapped in unfinished buildings today are different.
Although they are in deep crisis, they still have time to make phone calls.
Yuga, representing the five hunters, called the coordinator Dodge.
"Dodge, this is Yuga. I know you have been tracking us. You should be able to see that we are in big trouble now and need your help."
Yuga is straight to the point, no nonsense.
"You mean... you want to enable privileges?"
Dodge was sitting in his spacious office, the red wine glass he was holding in his right hand swaying slightly, and he looked very relaxed.
The hunting group was besieged and was about to be destroyed, but he didn't seem to care at all.
This is his current state.
If the camera had been moved to three minutes ago, Dodge would not have been so comfortable. At that time, his face looked anxious, as if he was surrounded by gangs.
The reason is still the same as before. The prey must not die in the hands of the mafia, otherwise his ending will be tragic.
It wasn't until he saw the red mark representing prey and followed Trev out of the unfinished building that Dodge felt relieved.
While praising Long Zhan for his great work, he also regained his confidence in Long Zhan.
To celebrate this wonderful moment, Dodge couldn't help but return to the office with ecstasy, opened a bottle of red wine and drank it leisurely.
From this Sichuan Opera-like face-changing reversal, we can see what Dodge was thinking.
Whether it was the death of the hunter or the prey, Dodge didn't care at all. The only thing he cared about was that the game ran within the rules and he could get his share of the "commission."
As long as the game ends according to the rules, nothing can affect the Dodgers.
Even though he knew that the five hunters were besieged by the mafia, if no outsiders provided help to them, their ending would be tragic, and Dodge did not take the initiative to intervene.
Because whether they were killed by the Mafia or taken away by the Detroit police, it made no difference to Dodge.
It will not affect the Tylenol Foundation.
Dodge gave a very cold reply. Yuga was very angry but had no choice but to suppress his anger and said: "Yes, all five of us have to activate our privileges. I need you to find a way to rescue us."
"Okay, no problem. Before we start, I need to confirm the privilege service fee..."
"Get the hell out of here, hurry up and do it. Are you still worried that I can't afford the 2 million service fee?" Yuga interrupted with a roar, anxious and angry.
"Mr. Yuga, please stay calm and trust our ability to do things. Before opening the privileges, according to the procedure, I need to confirm again. Since you have agreed, then I will help you handle it. Please hold on for a while."
After finishing speaking, Dodge hung up the phone.
"How's it going? What did the old bastard say?" Morris asked anxiously on the radio.
"That old son of a bitch only cares about money. He asked us to continue waiting here while he went to help us deal with it. He didn't give a clear answer for the time being. I hope he can deal with these damn mafia lunatics."
This is already the last way to survive, and Yuga can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Seeing a large number of mafiosi pouring into the second floor and continuing to attack the third floor, Yuga had to move from the third floor to the fourth floor.
Dodge's work efficiency is indeed very good, and it can be said to be the "super power" of money.
Less than 3 minutes.
Yuga was almost out of ammunition and could no longer defend the fourth floor, and was forced to move to the fifth floor again. His cell phone finally rang.
When he saw that the caller ID was Dodge, Yuga quickly took out his phone and pressed connect.
"Damn it, why is it taking so long? If you don't call us, if you don't resolve this matter, we will have to collect the bodies."
Yuga's constantly trembling fingers were the true expression of his emotions at the moment.
Nervous, scared, panic...
Who is not afraid of death?
"Mr. Yuga, don't worry, after our hard communication, the misunderstanding has been resolved, and things have finally turned around.
The joint management's goal is only revenge and they agreed to let you leave. However, during the battle just now, you killed and injured many Mafia people. They offered to let you compensate, otherwise they will kill you too. "
Dodge's words were still calm and indifferent, but after hearing this, Yuga was furious.
"Compensation? Go to hell, did I hear you correctly? These bastards suddenly attacked us. We were forced to fight back in self-defense, and they asked us to compensate them?"
Dodge put the phone away from his ear and waited for Yuga to finish his heart-rending roar before taking it back.
He said calmly: "Mr. Yuga, I need to remind you that this is your only chance. If you don't agree, they will not stop.
Oh, by the way, let me tell you some bad news. The entire Detroit police force has now gone to your side, and you can no longer escape unscathed.
However, if you can be more cheerful, I can help you find another way, and maybe you can avoid losing money and avoid disaster.
If you lose money, you can make it again, but you only have one life. Think about it for yourself. Whether you need money or life, call me when you think about it clearly. "
Bada.
The phone hangs up.
"Shet, Fake, get out..."
Yuga looked at the phone that had been hung up, and cursed angrily. He raised his hand angrily, ready to smash the phone to vent his anger.
But after holding it up for several seconds, he finally had to face reality.
Instead, he used the most concise way to tell the other four hunters the result of communicating with Dodge through the radio.
Four people including Morris and Rebecca learned that they were besieged and beaten by the Mafia for no apparent reason, and as a result, as the victims, they had to pay compensation to the perpetrators.
The reactions were all the same as Yuga's.
All the dirty words that can be said in English can be heard here.
After venting, return to reality.
Looking at the ammunition that was almost empty, in order to get out of here alive, the five hunters had no choice but to accept the reality no matter how unwilling they were.
"MD, this is the only way. Give them money and get through this first."
"I agree, even though it makes me sad."
"I think they don't ask for much money. It's no problem to give them a few hundred million. This money is not much for me. I just hope that the old man will not kill me afterwards."
"Yuga, please call us quickly. We really don't have much time."
Rebecca, Morris and four other people expressed their opinions one after another. They still recommended Yuga to represent the hunting group and called the coordinator Dodge.
"We agree to their request, whether it's 500,000 yuan or 1 million yuan, we agree."
"Ha ha."
Dodge smiled when he heard Yuga's words.
Just when Yuga was annoyed that Dodge was laughing, Dodge burst out a number.
"What? 5 million per person?"
Hearing this exaggerated compensation amount, Yujia felt his head buzzing.
Compensate 5 million to the mafia, and add 2 million in privileged service fees, and 7 million will be paid out at once. This is not a small number.
Even hunters who participate in hunting games are worth at least tens of millions of dollars.
But this is worth, not cash.
When Yuga heard this number, not only did his flesh hurt, but his own balls also ached. The same happened to the other four hunters, and they all breathed out fragrance again.
Oh, no,
Rebecca has no balls, so she can only feel pain.
Even though the opponent's name was loudly spoken, it was clear that he wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, but for the sake of his own life, Yuga and others still had to agree.
Dodge received the "gnashing teeth" reply from the hunters, and the smile on his face became more and more capable.
Thinking that he could take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, Dodge immediately dialed the phone as quickly as possible and sent his men down to take care of various "key points."
He personally called the boss of the consortium, Giacalone, and communicated again.
Money clears the way and results are immediate.
The mafia stopped attacking the hunter group and left a very humane space for Yuga and others to contact the financial staff to transfer money.
This scene at this moment once again perfectly demonstrates the charm of money.
As long as you have money, anything can be done easily.
What cannot be done with money is not that the money is useless, but that it is not provided in place.
This is the law of money!
In addition to the laws of nature that cannot be violated, even cancer can now be cured, but the cost of a 3 million shot is clearly only for the rich.
Even if it is called the love that money cannot buy, it perfectly conforms to this law.
What?
Are you saying this is nonsense?
Love cannot be tainted by money?
Don't be ridiculous.
Everything a woman likes can be obtained with money.
Women like handsome guys?
You can spend money to hire the best plastic surgeon, who can easily transform you into a pretty girl.
Do women like romance?
As long as you have enough money, what romance can't be accomplished? You can’t even buy roses if you don’t have money. You’re so tired when you’re married and you only need daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. How can you still be romantic?
Do women like literary talents?
It's simple, as long as you donate enough money, you can get into Harvard University if you want.
Do you understand women who like gentleness?
Give her a "Kazilan big diamond ring" today, a "new donkey brand big bag" tomorrow, and take her around the world on a yacht the day after tomorrow. You are the prince charming who understands her best.
As the times continue to move forward, the gap between the rich and the poor is getting wider and wider, and the power of money will not get smaller, but will only get bigger.
certainly.
It cannot be ruled out that there are still clear streams in this world.
It’s just that the probability is too slim. In this era where all the monks open companies and drive luxury cars, one or two newcomers cannot shake the wheels of the mainstream.
All the police in Detroit are running here, and the remaining time is very precious.
For the 20 million U.S. dollars, the Detroit Federation ignored the killing and injury of more than 20 members, and was very considerate in giving time for the transfer.
It seems that they have forgotten that they came here in large numbers under the guise of revenge for their dead brothers.
Yuga and his team of five quickly notified the private finance department and transferred 25 million US dollars to the account provided by Dodge, who then began his "micro-management."
First, Yuga and the other five people were notified to take off all the weapons and equipment on their bodies and wipe off the fingerprints on them.
Then he threw it down from the third floor and let the mafia members below take it away and let them unify their opinions. He just came here to play at night. Unexpectedly, he was attacked by the gang and had to hide in the building.
Finally, Yuga and his party were notified to wait for the police to arrive, and then remain silent while cooperating with the police.
That is...
Just do whatever you are told without saying a word.
Dodge has arranged for top lawyers to rush to the Detroit Police Department as soon as possible to bail the five of them out safe and sound.
With money paving the way, the Mafia turned enemies into friends in just an instant.
Start cooperating with 5 more people.
The mafia and others who picked up the weapons and equipment of Yuga and others began to retreat in an organized manner, leaving only a small number to continue acting here.
By the way, they found the "bastard" who didn't pay and completed their purpose of coming here.
Unfortunately.
The bastard the Mafia wanted to kill had already left this shitty building, and it was destined that they wouldn't even be able to find a single hair.
After everything was done in the abandoned building, dozens of police cars whining all the time "belatedly arrived."
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