The atmosphere in the central museum was still tense.
No one dared to fire the first shot.
Some brave vendors seemed to have discovered this situation, so they mustered up the courage to drive their stalls to the street near the museum.
"How much does this water cost?"
"20, no bargaining."
"Why don't you go and grab it?"
"I...Actually, I'm just robbing."
The vendor took out a gun and placed it gently on the stall.
Not everyone can get their hands on this stuff.
The man glanced at the gun in the car, then thought about the knife in his hand, swallowed, cursed, took out the money and bought a bottle of water, and then left without looking back.
This place is indeed not a place for ordinary people to stay.
The cruel reality extinguished the treasure hunting dream of countless people.
"How much does this water cost?"
Lu Wen came to the stall and asked.
The stall owner glanced at the firearms and tactical daggers on Lu Wen's waist and instantly changed his face to a smile.
"Two yuan, we are a conscientious merchant and we will not raise the price no matter where we are."
"Then... forget it, let's have a bowl of smoothie, the weather is quite hot."
"Sit down for a moment!"
"The location of your stall is not bad, but it's a bit dangerous."
"Alas, wealth can only be found in danger."
This is a long street.
On the left side of the street is the android organization, and on the right side are some gangs.
At the end of the long street is the museum.
This stall is located at the beginning of the long street.
Everyone will pass by.
"A fake gun can only scare the faint of heart." Lu Wen glanced at the gun. It was of good workmanship.
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It's better than nothing. Today's income is equal to that of the past week. If I change places, I really can't find such a good business. What do you want for this smoothie?" Taste?”
"Taste... whatever you want, I can't taste it anyway."
The so-called taste of bionic people is actually just some analytical instruments.
Determine whether the saltiness is appropriate and whether the taste is delicious.
It’s still too difficult to achieve the same sense of taste as humans.
Lu Wen sat in front of that church for a long time, or maybe not long before he came back to his senses and thought that the battle here had not started yet.
So I decided to come and have a look.
"Your smoothie."
"Um."
Lu Wen took a taste and imagined what it would taste like based on the implanted memory.
There are many results from the systematic analysis, including apple flavor, sweetness, additives, etc... If you continue the analysis, half of the periodic table of elements can be analyzed.
"Are you also looking for the treasure?"
"Just take a look, it doesn't matter if you have it or not."
Gradually, fewer and fewer people came and went.
Everything that should come has come.
Those who shouldn't have come were forcibly killed.
The people from the Executive Bureau retreated a little and watched from a distance. The instructions they received were to maintain order and only use weapons if necessary.
The order at the scene was obviously not something they could maintain.
Gangs and android organizations, when these two fight, the happiest thing is the executive bureau.
"Brother, I think I may need to leave!" The stall owner looked at Lu Wen who was still eating smoothies and whispered: "It's getting quieter and quieter. Look at it, there will be a fight after a while."
"Didn't you even notice that your car was leaking oil?"
"ah?"
The stall owner was startled, then squatted down.
When he stood up again, his face was pale.
"This... when did the oil leak start? There are no other traces on the road."
"This is no man's land. Even better off-roaders don't dare to be bold. Let me see, a dining truck with this appearance... is actually privately renovated. It's already a miracle that it can be driven here. Who knows when it started leaking?" It's oily. If it doesn't explode, it means you're lucky."
"But this is going to start a fight. This car is very expensive... I... what should I do?"
"You see, life is always like this."
Lu Wen shrugged.
Ignoring the crying face of the stall owner, he continued: "Just when you think you have made a big profit, the car disappears. Just when you think you are different, someone suddenly tells you that you are actually different from others. It’s no different.”
"I didn't think I was different." The stall owner was about to cry. The tangle on his face was like a tangled headphone cord that couldn't be untangled.
For this reason, he could only run away alone and abandon this stall.
But this would be a huge loss.
"I was wrong. It's all my fault for being greedy. I shouldn't have driven here all night long to make this dirty money last night."
"You see, this is life." Lu Wen took another sip of smoothie and said calmly, "You think you have got a lot, but in fact, all you get is what others have given you, and you have never fought for anything. , because you think it would be a pity to die if you have to do it again."
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
The stall owner really wanted to cry.
I thought the man in front of me was a master, but I didn't expect that he was so nagging that he kept talking.
"I... I'd better leave first, my life is at stake."
The stall owner just wanted to leave.
A gunshot broke the long silence.
The gunshots that followed were endless.
here we go.
The battle between the Awakened Androids and the gangs.
They used abandoned buildings lining the streets for cover.
Some are inside the building, leaning against the dark windows.
Some also set up sniper rifles on high-rise buildings, killing the snipers on the opposite side before even a single bullet was fired.
"Idiot, you actually set up a gun in such an obvious place. There are so many abandoned buildings that you don't know how to use. Even if there is no one to teach you professional knowledge in the slums, don't you know how to watch war movies? I really hate my longevity."
Lu Wen shook his head.
I didn't think there was anything new, so I turned around and continued eating the smoothie.
"The fight is about to start, brother, squat down! Hide behind my car!" Although the stall owner wanted to cry, he still whispered to Lu Wen.
"There are always various dissatisfactions in life, so these people come to this place to seek excitement. After arriving, they find that this place is beyond their control, so they go back angrily and continue to live that kind of life day after day." Lu Wennan I stirred the smoothie in the plastic bowl and it melted.
"Brother, did you not take your medicine when you went out today?"
The stall owner collapsed.
This place is really an eyesore, right at the beginning of the long street.
Now there is a guy with mental problems sitting there, talking to himself all the time, and he is simply a living target to attract fire.
"boom!"
A bullet passed by Lu Wen and hit the stall.
The stall owner felt his little heart tremble.
He cautiously stretched out his head to take a look. There was chaos all around. Bullets hit the abandoned steel and concrete, stirring up bursts of dust.
"Fortunately, no one paid attention here... No, then... what is that?"
I saw a gang member on the third floor of an abandoned high-rise building in the middle of the street, holding some kind of weapon and slowly turning towards their stall.
It seems that he wants to test his power.
Lu Wen turned around and glanced.
"Oh, that's just a grenade gun, don't worry."
He turned back and continued eating his smoothie, his expression indifferent.
The stall owner was desperate.
The end result of running now is probably to be beaten into a sieve.
"I have been famous all my life, am I going to die with a mentally disturbed guy? This guy is still a man!"
Lu Wen tried his best to pick up the last bit of ice with a spoon.
Everything else turned into water.
He pushed the plastic bowl into the stall with satisfaction, took out two napkins and wiped his mouth.
Then he pulled out the gun from his waist and fired casually without looking back.
The figure on the third floor fell from the window, and his body smashed into a circle of khaki dust on the ground, and he died.
"Is this... is this the true strength of No. 9?"
By the window of an abandoned building, Chen Qing's body was shaking slightly. He was a little scared. The sounds of the exchange of fire were not far from him.
But he still tried his best to steady his hands and maintain the quality of the video.
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