Quick Transmigration: Even Extras Want to Be Leading Actresses

Chapter 56 Escaping the Mental Hospital (5)

Although Gu Shijiu had never seen it before, the scene felt familiar: "Are you a Japanese person?"

The other person spoke Chinese so well that she didn't recognize it.

"Ha." Fujiwara chuckled again. "Miss, you don't even know what country I am when you hear my surname?"

My grandparents' generation started trying to make you our slaves and tools, and they almost succeeded;

Unfortunately, we ultimately failed, but this was not due to a lack of ability on our part; rather, the process was deliberately interrupted.

Unexpectedly, their dreams were realized in my generation.

For just a little money, countless people will provide me with beautiful bodies. It's all so wonderful!

Also, we're called the Cherry Blossom Country, so please don't use your country's derogatory term for us, or I'll get angry!

Whether it's Japanese chicken or cherry blossoms, they're all enemies. Gu Shijiu smiled happily.

She had been feeling unwell since the beginning, but didn't know what to do. Now she does.

Fujiwara had a constipated look on his face; was he scared out of his wits?

Just as he was about to speak, Gu Shijiu suddenly overturned the table, and then... knocked off a table leg.

Is that much force? Fujiwara realized the danger and tried to press another red button on the table.

But Gu Shijiu had already taken the table leg and slammed it down on his head.

The table leg slid down from his head to his pelvis, splitting Fujiwara's body in two.

Fujiwara died before he could even utter a last word or feel any pain.

The screen in front of her was still playing various images. Gu Shijiu grabbed the table leg and walked out with a tense face.

The room was so well soundproofed that the guard at the door was stunned for a moment when he saw Gu Shijiu covered in blood.

As soon as they raised their guns, Gu Shijiu smashed them into mincemeat like whack-a-mole.

The guards in the monitoring room reacted quickly, immediately pressing the alarm button, and an alarm blared throughout the area.

Wang Zhi and his men were rushing towards them from a distance. Hearing such a commotion, they immediately realized something was wrong.

They should have arrived much earlier, but their superiors discovered their unauthorized actions and attempted to intercept them.

Having come this far, Wang Zhi naturally wouldn't hesitate any longer.

After going around in circles, we finally arrived here.

Hearing such a loud noise, it must have been Gu Shijiu who made it.

Gu Shijiu was surrounded by a large number of armed guards, but she was moving too fast to aim.

Anyone who gets close to her is destined to become a meat pie.

The guards were human too, and their formidable fighting prowess frightened many of them into dropping their weapons and running away.

Wang Zhi caught him red-handed.

Upon seeing the police, the guard reacted as if he were seeing family: "Help! That person, she's not human when she kills..."

By the time Wang Zhi arrived, Gu Shijiu had already carried out a bloodbath inside the walled area.

"Han Meng..." Wang Zhi was at a loss for words when he saw this scene.

Bloodstains covered Gu Shijiu's scarred face, and with each step she took, blood dripped from her face and body.

It pooled on the floor, forming a small pool of blood.

Wang Zhileng saw a hint of violent aesthetics in it.

"Oh dear, that's terrible!" Gu Shijiu's words immediately ruined the beauty of the moment. "We didn't ask where their cells were."

"It's alright, we've arrested a few of our own people and already gotten the information out of them."

Wang Zhi was deeply saddened. Most of these guards were his own people, yet they were helping the Japanese do such heinous things.

Gu Shijiu collapsed to the ground.

Although she was strong enough to lift a cauldron, her actual combat strength was very low; she relied entirely on brute force and the martial arts skills she had learned.

Combat strength is like a kettle; the kettle is only so big, and no matter how powerful the contents are, it can only hold so much.

At this moment, my strength is exhausted, and I can hardly hold on.

"Hey, hey, what happened to you?" Wang Zhi quickly helped the person up. "Are you hurt?"

Gu Shijiu did not answer him.

Wang Zhi and the police officers in his team carried Gu Shijiu to the car: "Look what happened to him."

This operation was extremely dangerous, and there were emergency medical personnel on standby in the vehicle at any time.

"Uh...isn't she just asleep?" The doctor was speechless after the examination.

Apart from the burn scars, everything else on my body is fine.

Sure enough, his breathing was steady, and he almost drooled.

Wang Zhi was speechless as he looked at Gu Shijiu's sprawled-out sleeping posture. How could she possibly sleep like that?

"Let's go rescue the victims first." The vehicle responded and drove off.

The driver sped along, siren blaring, as they raced towards the destination.

After Gu Shijiu turned this place upside down, the news naturally couldn't be kept secret, and the whole society knew about it.

It wasn't just search warrants anymore; arrest warrants, seizure orders, and other similar documents were issued at breakneck speed.

The officials, tycoons, and bigwigs involved in the case are all trying to figure out how to extricate themselves.

When Wang Zhi and his team arrived at the prison, there were still many people destroying evidence.

As soon as Fujiwara got into trouble, the prison received the news.

Several Japanese officials fled quickly, leaving behind their own country's management personnel.

With so many people locked up here, it's impossible to move them quickly, and the prison cells are readily available evidence.

The managers had always left themselves a way out, but this time things happened too fast.

They simply didn't have time to react, unlike the Japanese who had backup.

Knowing they could not escape legal punishment, the managers had no choice but to frantically destroy evidence, hoping to destroy all the documents before the police arrived.

Then kill everyone here and pin the blame on those few Japanese chickens who left.

He will certainly be held accountable, but he might still be able to escape death.

The managers immediately came up with a solution.

They worked in groups: one person would take a gun and finish off the people who were imprisoned, while the rest would set fires in various places.

Armed officers walked through room by room, and gunshots rang out intermittently, followed by cries and groans from the prisoners.

There was a commotion in the prison cell.

Finally, the man walked into Shi Qi's room and mechanically raised his gun to fire.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qi suddenly sprang to her feet, extending her arm out from the railing and pressing down on the manager's neck.

Although this man was carrying a gun, he was not familiar with this type of weapon, so Shi Qi easily removed the gun from his hands.

The managers were held tightly, their faces pressed against the iron bars, leaving horizontal and vertical marks on their faces.

Soon, realizing that the person under her arm was no longer breathing, Shi Qi released her grip.

He was the opposite of Gu Shijiu; he had high combat strength but average skills.

Although they had inexhaustible physical strength, they were still just ordinary people and couldn't escape from such tight security.

But given the opportunity, killing managers is a trivial matter that can be done very easily.

Shi Qi found the ID card from the corpse at her feet, stuck it on the door lock, and the iron door opened with a click.

“Something must have gone wrong here. Let’s escape while the chaos is at hand. Once we’re out, we can call the police, report it to the media, post it online, anything goes.”