At the four corners of the hall, the wall panels cracked with a "click" sound, and four automatic sniper rifles poked out from inside, aiming at everyone in the hall. Lily Ding shrugged his shoulders, a little panicked, Grace Yang's chest was still heaving, his face pale. Max Fang turned his head to take a look, and quickly opened his arms to protect the girl behind him, standing on the periphery of the crowd.
"Players, please read your identity cards one by one." The machine on the wall said in an emotionless mechanical voice.
Boss Du looked around, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, and was the first to step forward. He took out his ID card, looked back at everyone, and then swiped the card in his hand into the machine.
With a beep, the machine raised its voice and continued to report calmly: "Identity recognition successful, current number of survivors: 1."
Boss Du took the card back, sat back at the dining table, and looked up at the sniper rifle in the corner of the room: "Don't panic, it's not time to use them yet."
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