Chapter 30 - Shard

- "This is the worst day since my appearance in this world ..." - with closed eyes, Jack moaned mentally

Gunther grinned in his mind - "Oh, the day is not over yet."

- "God ..." - mentally groaned in annoyance guy - "Calm. Calm down ... They need info. I don't know a thing. And they suspect that I don't know minifig. It means only one thing ... For them, I am useless, which means that it should not take too long before they get rid of me. "

Gunther smiled - "You think."

- "What a smile? Do you have to smile, even when I'm in a complete ass? "

O'Dim grinned even wider. "Of course! I am sure my positive smile will help you not to give up and breathe a little optimism into you. You look and this day will not be your last in this world, huh? "

Jack mentally groaned - "It would be better if he gave me an escape mission ... It would be more useful than your smile."

- "Oh ~ oh, job. A very good idea, so you are determined to survive. "

- "Naturally. I don't want to die anyway ... At least it's so simple. " Jack said to himself, pretending to be still asleep. Slowly he moved his arms trying to figure out if he was tied well or not.

As Jack understood, his hands were tied behind his back with duct tape and the same duct tape was sealed to his mouth. In addition, his body was strapped to the back of a chair.

- "Heck..."

Gunther narrowed his eyes with interest. "As for the mission, a simple escape is the previous level. Let's raise the rates a little ... "

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The task "The wrong one was attacked" was Added!

Objective: Eliminate kidnappers 0/4

Reward: 300 Evil Points

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Jack froze. - "So there are four of them? .."

Mister mirror slightly tilted his head to one side - "Bye, yes. When the rest return with a new hostage, their number will double. "

"I see ... so I don't have much time."

The corner of O'Dim's lips lifted, as did his right eyebrow. "So you don't mind sending these bastards to be reborn?"

- "No." - Jack sighed - "I have already decided for myself that if evil people do not give me a choice, then I will treat them the same way they treat me. Have you forgotten? "

"Oh, I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget." - waved his hand Gunther

Just at that moment, the door to the room where Jack was sitting opened and the kidnappers entered.

- "Two ..." - the guy determined, counting the steps - "No, three!" - he thought when suddenly new steps appeared - "One was with me in the room all this time !? Standing quietly, you bastard! I hope he didn't see how I was moving ... "

- Did he wake up?

- Nope.

- Wake him up.

The next moment, Jack felt a strong slap in the face. The savory sound of the blow rang out in the empty room, and his head rang.

There was no choice. He quickly opened his eyes and used all his acting skills to show that he had just woken up and was shocked by the current situation.

Jack began to turn his head quickly and goggle at the faces of the kidnappers.

Gunther smiled. "Don't overdo it, or they will understand that you are trying to fool them."

- Finally, our boy woke up. - with a grin smiled, it seems the chief among them. He was of medium height, with a shaved head, brown eyes, untidy stubble, and a small scar on his chin - Now we will remove this tape from your mouth and have a nice chat. If you behave well and quickly tell us what we want, you will die quickly and painlessly.

Having finished, the man tore off the tape from Jack's mouth, and the guy continued to follow the plan outlined in his head - What do you want to know? .. - Jack asked in a low, choking voice

"Okay, you're in the mood for a conversation. You may not have to break your knees ... Tell me everything you know about Balalaika's immediate plans. Her people have been pulling together for the past three days. A major operation is being prepared ... I want to know at what moment the very minimum of the guards will be next to this bitch.

- I can't tell ... - Jack quickly turned his head.

I can not tell. This can be interpreted as something that you do not know, the necessary information, or something that you know, but do not want to say. Jack could not say that he knew anything, because then he would become useless to them and they would immediately kill him. And so of course they will torture him, but this will give him time and at least some chance of survival.

The leader's eyes flashed - So you don't want to talk. Nothing. Soon you will tell us everything. Hao ...

- Yes. - answered, standing next to him, a man under two meters tall and with a sweeping blow struck Jack in the face. To be honest, from the impact, he almost fell back along with the chair.

His head was buzzing and cracking, but it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would be. - "Glory to the adrenaline ..."

- Well, your brains fell into place after such a blow? Can you start talking?

"I can't tell ..." Jack said weakly, with a split lip.

He deliberately tried to make the most mournful and harmless face to lull the vigilance of the kidnappers.

- It's clear. One more time. Just be careful, don't kill him.

- Okay boss. - said Hao and again stabbed Jack in the face.

Blood splattered, the cheek was slightly ripped open with a ring on the bandit's hand.

However, Jack answered weakly anyway, with one slightly open eye - I can't ...

- More.

- Yes, boss.

This execution lasted five minutes, maybe ten.

Jack naturally didn't say anything, although his face was almost gone. He had nothing to say.

With the next blow, he lost consciousness for ten seconds.

When Jack woke up, he immediately began to pretend to be asleep.

- ... passed out. Okay, we'll wait for Daiki to return. He's a master at that kind of thing. This guy will still regret not wanting to tell everything at once. - said the chief, leaving the room - Kai, look after him.

- Good.

A minute later, only one guard and Jack remained in the room.

- "There may not be another chance ..." - the guy thought distantly, feeling the pain from the blows all over his body.

Due to his young age, tender, sweet, and now miserable face, and frankly weak appearance, he had not yet been taken seriously, since the boss of the kidnappers feared that their victim would quickly die from a painful shock. While there was time, you can try to talk only with your fists.

Jack pretended to wake up. He glanced around the dilapidated room and looked at his guard. He looked at him for ten seconds before he said menacingly - Che was staring ?!

- I need to go to the toilet. By and large. - Jack said shyly, looking away. He used all his acting skills.

- Be patient. Otherwise, I'll blow your head off. - Kai answered gloomily, folding his arms over his chest

- But I need ... A little more, and I'll get fucked up. - Jack spoke softly

Kai frowned even harder. After thinking for a while, he turned his head towards the open door - Boss, this baby sucker says he's about to shit himself! Asks for the toilet! What to do?

A second later, the boss's voice was heard - Ha-ha-ha, so scared that he was already talking about? Okay, bring him down. We still need that room, and it would be better if it didn't smell like shit.

"Quite far away ... this wreck they dragged me into is pretty big." - thought Jack, by his voice determining how far from them this boss

- Lucky you. - said Kai, taking out a knife.

He cut the tape holding Jack to the chair with a light motion - Get up and follow me. Make an extra move and you're dead. Clear?

Jack quickly nodded in response and stood up, wincing in pain.

- Follow me. - the gangster shook his head and walked towards the open door

Jack quickly sowed after him.

The building was really big. It looks like it was an abandoned hotel.

While they were walking to the toilet, not a single kidnapper was encountered along the way. - "Most likely, they are somewhere sitting together ..." - thought Jack

Light came through the broken windows into the corridor. Looking outside, Jack realized that they were somewhere in the slums.

Sighing, he clenched his jaw - "Now or never."

Next, Jack neatly 'stepped' over his hands, as if they were a rope. His tied hands were now in front.

Then he quickly and quietly pulled out a triangle-shaped piece of glass from the shattered window.

To do this, he had to stop and Kai heard that Jack's footsteps were gone.

Kai paused and began to turn around - What are you doing there ...

Just at that moment, Jack, bloodied from a cut on the glass, with his hands drove the shard deep into the bandit's throat.

Kai wheezed and goggled as he felt a foreign object in his neck. Choking on blood, he 'gurgled' in fear as Jackhammered the shard into his throat with his hands and then knocked the pistol out of his hand.

Falling, the bandit grabbed his neck, trying to pull out a piece of glass, but it was all pointless.

Jack quickly picked up the Glock pistol. When he looked at the bandit again, he was still kicking like a trapped animal.

He still managed to get a piece of glass out of his throat, but that only made things worse. Blood began to flow from his neck, soaking into Kai's chest. Seconds later, his fear-ridden eyes lost their vitality.

Jack sighed as he cut the tape on another shard of glass. Then he looked at Kai's face, then looked at his cut bloody palms, in which small shards of glass were sticking out - It's your fault ... - Jack said in a whisper, looking up at the dead man - It's your fault ... You leave me no choice. .. If I choose between you and me, I will choose myself ...