The reason why the thugs are thugs is that they don't know what discipline is to fight, and they only rely on their irritable blood in everything, and they are ruthless and unstoppable, but their real combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, at least the Ministry of Internal Affairs has received complete training and has done a lot of exercises for the urban terrain, and this thug with nearly a thousand people is useless except for the overwhelming number of people.

The rioters walked in groups on the streets of the Parliament building a kilometer away in accordance with their respective forces, but they did not form any coordinated formation, and they crowded together in a chaotic manner, not like an attack, but an armed procession, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, some of the standard guns obtained from the guards of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the original knives and guns that were privately processed, the crude and rudimentary guns, and among them, there were also pit viper pistols and inferior rifles that were easily damaged that Gao Feng had obtained.

The only bright spot is the machine gun in the hands of the rioters, but the machine gun is not easy to play, that day in the square, there are some guards from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to assist, it is difficult to start the machine gun, but here, only these thugs who don't know anything about ordnance, they can smoothly jam the shell into the bullet drill and waste a lot of effort, and after they aimed the muzzle of the cannon at the media building, Gu Cun and the others have long waited until the daylily is cold.

The crazy and unaware of the so-called thugs gathered together to make a messy noise, from time to time there were women's screams and men's wails, one by one the leaders of the thugs who thought they were powerful and mighty, dressed in all kinds of fierce and terrifying shapes, or laughing wildly, or roaring angrily, finally let the subordinates prepare the machine guns, and the cannon fodder waiting for the charge was also driven to the front, waiting for the machine guns to sound and start charging.

If you look closely, you will find that these cannon fodder are all unarmed ordinary people, everyone is hungry and out of shape, compared to the madness and irritability of the thugs around them, they are like lambs in the wolves, panicking all day long, and they are the cannon fodder used by the thugs to test the fire of the media building.

The rioters always believed that the media building was the last fortress of the dungeon, and as long as Cheng Junlang of the media building was cleared, the dungeon would be completely reduced to a paradise for their carnival, but they would never have thought that from the moment they stepped onto the street, Gao Feng had already nailed the last nail for their coffin.

The moment Gu Cun, who had been unable to wait, opened fire, he heard a thunderous noise above the heads of the rioters, and then one by one the special sniper shells hit the machine guns that were about to fire, and those thugs were still cheering loudly, excited that they were about to storm the media building.

The thugs thought very simply, this time it was just an excuse to come out and kill Cheng Junlang, their main target was the entertainment stars in the media building, most of the elite beauties in the dungeon were concentrated in various media companies, except for what they saw in the show on weekdays, they appeared in various high-end places, ordinary people could never get in touch, before most of the thugs were powerless and did not have the ability to capture the media building alone, and now all the thugs are gathered together, what building can hinder their desire to be a star?

It's a pity that when they drooled and fantasized about those stars screaming under them, a machine cannon that was just about to be fired was hung with snow-white ice flowers at the same time after the thunder and loud sound, and countless ice crystal shining smile particles were emitted on the machine cannon and fell around, but if it touched a little, it would turn into an iceman from head to toe.

Suddenly, there were seven or eight more snow-covered circles in the middle of the mob of nearly a thousand people, and at least a dozen people in each circle were frozen into ice sculptures, before their big mouths of surprise could close and figure out what was going on.

The moment Gu Cun's attack occurred, the reaction of the thugs was not to fight back, nor to fear and confusion, but to be surprised, looking at their companions who were frozen into ice sculptures in amazement, someone touched them with their fingers, trying to confirm the coldness of the ice sculptures, and at this moment, countless fluorescent and shining points of light flew down to the middle of the crowd as if they were obliquely, like rain lines falling in the air.

This time, no one was surprised and curious, the oblique bullet rain exploded in the crowd one after another blood flowers, but also brought out a terrible scream, most people were shot in the head, the kinetic energy of the bullet flying at high speed was completely consumed by the skull, and anyone who was hit meant a headshot, and the heads exploded in the crowd, just like a tomato being pinched and exploded by an invisible big hand, splashing the sky with plasma, and scattering into the dense crowd.

Bright red is blood, white is brains, and fragments of eyeballs or skulls fall in the crowd, provoking the horror of a landslide, even if the thugs have seen blood and corpses, when these things splash their heads and faces, they will be beaten back to their original form in an instant, transforming from crazy thugs to ordinary ordinary people, who no longer want to stay here for a second longer.

But the moment they walked here, it meant that their lives were about to end, and more than twenty buildings blocked the retreat behind them, even if Gu Cun's subordinates could only use light weapons, accurate point fire and reasonably distributed firepower nets could make it impossible for rats to get through, let alone these ordinary people with no sense of tactics.

The rioters did not resist, raised the rifles in their hands and fired frantically overhead, but the bullets they fired fell 100% to the surface, except for leaving an ugly scar on the outer wall of the building, they could not concentrate the soldiers on the roof of the building, because the soldiers were fighting in the established direction of shooting, the left building attacked the right building, and the right building crossed shooting under the other building, so the soldiers could protect themselves well, and they were not afraid that the bullets below could turn and hit themselves.

The slanting rain of bullets continued to set off a bloody wave in the crowd, but the crowd did not even have a chance to dodge, the streets were once their rampant hunting grounds, but now they became a deadly guillotine, under the pouring of bullets, the flowers of blood continued to bloom, and countless rioters wailed in the rain of bullets.

The thugs in the rain of bullets wanted to rush into the building to escape, but the building had already lowered the gate and sealed it from the inside, and they couldn't enter by all means, slashing and punching, bullets chiseling, and even headbutting, biting with teeth was useless, in front of the solid superalloy gate, the blade of the knife was broken, the fist was shattered, and the bullet rebounded, even if the head they hit broke the bloodstream, except for leaving some bright red blood on the gate, it could no longer play any role.

There is no escape, there is nowhere to hide, the people around him are continuously shot by flying bullets, the corpses are piled up like a hill, more people are shot and wounded, lying in a pool of blood with their wounds and crying and wailing, so that the morale of the thugs who have no discipline has fallen to the extreme, and the rising thug leaders can no longer bounce their subordinates, and the remaining thugs suddenly collapse, like collapsed sand sculptures, walking everywhere.

Hundreds of people fled in different directions, this intersection was blocked, so they fled to another intersection, but no matter what direction they chose, there were dead corpses and bullets flying diagonally in the air in front of them, staying on the ground would not necessarily die, staying in place would definitely die, fixed targets were the easiest to hit, and the remaining thugs fled desperately, and when dodging the bullets at their feet, their frightened eyes looked everywhere for possible life and survival.

It's a pity that they will never find it, and Gao Feng will not allow them to continue to live, in order for the dungeon to be able to re-settle, in order to calm the anger of the citizens, they must die, just like the councilor who died before, if you want to keep the entire dungeon in your hands, Gao Feng must completely solve all hidden dangers.

When more than a dozen strong and sensitive thugs launched a suicidal charge against their original target, the media building, when there was no escape, this bloody massacre launched to calm the anger of the dungeon finally came to an end, and the last thug fell to the hard floor with his eyes lost, revealing the bloody ground and more than a dozen corpses behind him, and the live broadcast room switched the picture to Cheng Junlang's body again.

At this time, the entire dungeon fell into silence, and everyone standing on the display screen did not wake up from the killing that was less than half an hour just now, and there was a bloody massacre from beginning to end, and the target of the massacre was only the thugs, and none of the people who shot the thugs appeared on the screen, as if the ubiquitous bullets were flying from the void.

A moment ago, people were still worried about the media building and Cheng Junlang, worried about the future of the dungeon, and worried about their miserable life in the future, but suddenly, the situation turned 180 degrees, making everyone feel like they were in a dream, and even many people still suspect that this massacre was actually a 3D picture simulated by the media with a virtual program, and this massacre did not exist in the first place, and those thugs did not die.

Cheng Junlang was also sluggish, he didn't know much about the plan formulated by Gao Feng, he only knew that Gao Feng ordered the guy called Gu Cun to let Gu Cun solve the thugs who might besiege the media building, but when he saw the nearly 1,000 thugs, if Gao Feng wasn't here, maybe he would have run away a long time ago, even so, his underwear was wet with fright.

Cheng Junlang, who was pale, was stunned for a while in front of the cameras watched by countless people before he recovered, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and continued to speak in a hoarse voice:

"Dungeon residents, the ultimate sanction is still in effect, all those who take to the streets will be treated as thugs, for twelve hours, please stay in your room, someone will check your information, and give you food and water for the day, here, I am proud to announce that the dungeon will return to order, this is the second thing I do to the dungeon."

Speaking of this, Gu Cun couldn't help but look up at Gao Feng, although he had already made a decision in his heart, but he really came to this point, and he was a little unwilling in his heart, after all, the dungeon was built by their family from scratch, brick by brick, and suddenly it no longer belonged to him, it was inevitable that he was a little lost, but the moment he saw the peak peak, the scene of the sea of corpses and blood outside and the three corpses that exploded his head made him fight a cold war.

"When the dungeon was in the most crisis, I shamefully escaped, watching the dungeon fall to today's situation, I know that I am no longer worthy of being called the mayor, and I also know that the citizens of the dungeon cannot forgive me, so this time I am the last to speak to you as the mayor, here, I announce the third thing I will do for the dungeon......."

Cheng Junlang, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, paradoxically and tangled in his speech according to Gao Feng's pre-arranged speech, summarized the speech in front of more than a dozen cameras aimed at him from different angles, and under the common witness of 100,000 underground residents, Cheng Junlang said the most obscure words;

"I will resign as mayor and urge the election of a new city council, maybe you have been disappointed in the city council, maybe you are no longer willing to give your fate to others, but I want to remind everyone that dungeons can lose wealth, but not order, destruction will only make dungeons worse......

Cheng Junlang, who was reluctant to give up, finally disappeared from the camera, after he disappeared, the residents of the dungeon had not woken up from this wave after wave of impact, suddenly, they found that the problem of the dungeon was over, the riot had disappeared, the dungeon resumed operation, Cheng Junlang also handed over the position of mayor, it seems that everything is going according to the wishes of the previous people, but everyone is empty in their hearts, are these really what they want? The corpses in the central square, the screams of the thugs on the streets, and the horror of hiding in their homes and waiting for the thugs to break through the door, all this is over, but it seems that it is not over, people do not know what the future of Lu Dao will look like, and they do not know whether they will be able to return to normal life in the future, everything is blurred in the fog.