Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 292 Unclear Image, Consider It a Bombing

"Dear viewers! Everyone, please type 'Justice will prevail!' in big letters across the chat!"

"See that? After my tireless efforts this morning, even risking my life to publicly defend my rights, I've finally secured my rightful interests for our vast circle of wealthy employers at the 78 Club!"

While twisting his obese waist, Boss Jin shouted loudly at the camera: "Tomorrow, I, Boss Jin, will once again enter Dam Zero with Club 78."

"Once the operation is over, I, Lao Jin, will immediately release a video to help everyone thoroughly evaluate whether Club 78 truly has real talent or is just ripping off our individual business owners!"

"Old Jin's hardcore reviews are genuine and unfalsified. See you there, everyone!"

After delivering this long string of highly inflammatory lines, Boss Jin skillfully tapped away on his phone screen, finally closing the live stream after receiving a screen full of generous gifts and likes.

Boss Jin put away his phone, and the sunny smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by an arrogant and condescending expression.

He glanced coldly at Han Che and sneered, "Hmph! Your name is Han Che, right? I'll go into the dam with you tomorrow, but let's get this straight: once we're inside, you'd better not leave my side for even a second."

"If, like last time, two teams come and leave me alone at the back of the line, then..."

"Once I get out of here, I'll make sure your lousy club goes bankrupt and closes down within 24 hours! Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, Boss Jin, along with his young bodyguards in black suits, strode out of the lobby of Club 78.

With a dull thud as the door slammed shut behind them, the chaos and noise that had filled the hall for hours finally fell silent once more.

"Xiaobai, are you kidding me? Are you really going to agree to that fat pig's request?" Qiuying came out from behind the front desk and asked Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai remained silent, because even she herself felt this decision was unreliable; it was only because it was Han Che's decision.

Seeing Xiaobai's expression, Qiu Ying immediately understood and turned to Han Che, saying, "Han Che! Brother Han! President Han! Are you crazy?"

"Showing off isn't something you do! Do you even know what's going on with that fat pig? Do you really think you're some kind of human cheat code for the Bald Eagle Association?"

"You're just a newbie at the club, what feelings do you have that would make you take such a huge risk? Why do you have to lead us newbies in to our deaths?!"

Qiu Ying's words were harsh, but she was actually somewhat touched. Xiao Bai started a club, and because she didn't rely on her father's resources, she was always bullied at first.

After finally achieving some success, she not only had to face suppression from her peers, but also pressure from her mother.

This is the first time someone has stood up for Club 78, or rather, for Xiaobai, but this time the stance is far too big!

In Qiu Ying's view, there was absolutely no chance of winning.

"Miss Qiu Ying," Han Che turned around to face Qiu Ying, looking directly into her eyes, and deliberately spoke in a pretentious tone, "Who didn't believe me when I said I could beat Said?"

"Don't doubt it, just trust me!" Han Che patted Qi Yuzhe on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I won't bring your little Bai in. This time, I'll be there with my... friend."

Qiu Ying shifted her gaze to Qi Yuzhe, who slightly raised his hand and waved in greeting, "Hi, hello!"

Qiu Ying looked completely bewildered. "Who is this?"

Han Che didn't intend to explain further. "It's okay if you don't know each other now. You'll know each other after the fight tomorrow. Consider this operation as this guy's induction test."

"If we can't clear the images, we'll consider it a failed order!"

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"Old Ge, there are so many things to complain about, I don't know where to even begin..."

As soon as the two left the 78 Club and entered their rented room, Qi Yuzhe couldn't help but say something.

"If you don't know where to begin, then don't say anything!" Han Che said irritably.

"Then I'll ask the most crucial question," Qi Yuzhe said, waving a finger in the air.

"If I understand correctly, tomorrow we're going to have someone as our boss who can report the enemy's location and might even shoot us in the back."

"You have to treat him with utmost respect, feed him well, and then clean up some images while you're at it, right?"

Han Che nodded and replied casually, "That's right."

"No right my ass! Are you out of your mind? You might as well just land and kill him; our win rate would be higher!"

Han Che looked displeased. "You were fine when I gave you that look just now, weren't you? You even smiled at me!"

"When did I think everything was fine! Wasn't my laughter just to play the role of your little brother?" Qi Yuzhe's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Those are fifteen fully armed players! How am I, an unarmed 'college student,' supposed to fight them?"

Han Che initially wanted to curse, but after hearing the guy's tone, he realized, "What do you want?"

"You'll have to pay more!" Qi Yuzhe said with a stern face.

Han Che stared at this guy speechlessly, making Qi Yuzhe feel a little guilty.

"If you don't have money, some good equipment would be fine too. Revolvers aren't allowed, and all I have now is a QBZ, which you gave me. How am I supposed to fight with this?"

Han Che pinched the bridge of his nose and asked helplessly, "What do you want?"

"Hehe, I want to play like the Japanese and Korean style. I don't need the best equipment. Just give me a gold-plated M7 and an AWM. I don't need many bullets, 15 rounds will be enough."

Qi Yuzhe rubbed his hands together and chuckled.

"Few? 15 rounds?" Han Che's eyes widened. "Wait, where am I supposed to find an AWM for you? This world... the player world doesn't have any AWMs available right now!"

Qi Yuzhe gave an awkward smile, but narrowed his eyes slightly out of Han Che's sight, his eyes darting around before returning to a normal expression.

"I'll get you an M700; you'll have to make do with it," Han Che said.

"That thing can only kill you by headshots, it won't even kill you by shooting your chest." Qi Yuzhe pouted, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Aren't you, Raven, best at headshots? Why are you hitting my chest?" Han Che teased.

"What are you saying? I'm good at headshots, not aiming at heads! Have you ever even sniped?" Qi Yuzhe said with a laugh.

The two bickered and cursed as they discussed their general tactics for tomorrow.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in a secluded house, a fat figure entered.

"Brother Qiang, the matter you arranged has been taken care of!" the fat figure said.

"Did Han Che really agree?" Qiang asked doubtfully.

"It's absolutely true, Brother Qiang, Han Che will be protecting me tomorrow."

"Hahahaha!" Brother Qiang burst into laughter. "I don't know if this Han Che is really stupid or just pretending. Tell the brothers to get ready, tomorrow we'll make this Han bastard pay for all the humiliation he suffered!"

The blond-haired guy chimed in, "It doesn't matter if he's really stupid or pretending. If he comes, we'll crush him to pieces!"

Qiang Ge's eyes turned cold. "Not only will he die, but his reputation will be completely ruined!"

"Have you got the stuff from the bald eagles sorted out?" Qiang asked, turning around to look behind him.

"All done!" the blond-haired man replied. "The live streaming equipment has just been delivered. Apparently, the Bald Eagle Society used a lot of connections to get it from the United Nations, and they're lending it to us for a day."

"They said they're really looking forward to our performance. If we succeed, Qiang-ge, you'll have accomplished something amazing, and they might even promote you to vice president of the Clown Gang!"

"Hahaha! Great! Tomorrow we'll show everyone how awesome our Clown Gang is!"