In an apartment along the street in the East End of Baker City.
Private teachers are teaching students.
"Look at this question. It's so easy to make the wrong choice. Give me points!" The teacher was furious. "The street lights on the street must be connected in parallel. Only parallel connection can ensure that after one light goes out, , the other lights are still on, why can’t I understand such a simple truth?”
"Teacher... is it possible that when one light goes out, other lights also go out?" the student asked in a low voice.
"You are just doing the questions. Just do them seriously. Why do you care so much?"
"But... knowledge comes from life."
"Life? When have you ever seen this phenomenon in life? Tell the teacher, the teacher will resign tomorrow to become an electrician and teach those electricians to correct circuits!"
While the two were talking, they suddenly saw a street light flash outside the window.
extinguished.
at the same time.
The entire area was plunged into darkness.
"Teacher, you..."
"Shh... don't make a sound!"
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On the dark street.
Lu Wen and the young man leaned against the wall.
Countless footsteps approaching quickly sounded in the night.
Every household along the street closed their curtains.
Several surrounding streets were quiet.
"If this were in Mowu City, there would be a few enthusiastic citizens who would help call the enforcement bureau. The folk customs in Baker City are too simple."
It's none of your business, just hang it up high.
This is the attitude shown by the residents along the street.
"Benefactor, what should we do next?"
"Don't worry, just watch me do it. Squat here and don't stand up. It's very dangerous."
The young man followed Lu Wen's request and squatted down.
He was scared now, fear took over most of it.
But Lu Wen was standing in front of him, so the fear was not enough to completely swallow him.
He saw two objects with flashing red light spots moving quickly on the originally dark street.
"Such a high voltage did not cause the benefactor's spider to malfunction."
The spider paused for a moment in the middle of the street.
A third red dot appeared, flickering, but then extinguished again.
The streets were quiet.
Depressed.
The heavy night cover makes people breathless.
The fourth and fifth red light spots appeared one after another, and finally were extinguished one by one, as if they had never existed.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer.
As they approached the corner, all the footsteps stopped.
"Those friends who are following me haven't shown up yet. Are you discussing how to divide my money?"
Lu Wen crossed his arms, leaned forward, and turned to look at the street corner.
It didn't take long for the words to fall.
A group of more than thirty people came out of the darkness.
Many people wear special glasses for night vision.
These guys who always operate in the dark are well prepared.
Two forces.
Just tossing a gold coin was enough to attract two forces in such a short period of time.
Lu Wen still underestimated the importance of money in this steel city.
It's so important that you can kill someone on the street.
"The money stays and the people can leave."
A cold word came from over there.
Meanwhile they were still approaching.
To cause a kind of psychological oppression to Lu Wen.
This seems more professional than the previous one of 'handing over all the money'.
The so-called "people can leave" means that after putting down the money, they turned around and left. After taking a few steps, they were hit by bullets pouring from behind.
This is Baker City, and no one cares about rules and morals.
"As long as I keep the money, will you let us both live?" Lu Wen asked.
"Of course, we have a bottom line as human beings."
Those people are still moving forward slowly.
They don't talk much, knowing that no matter they are villains or decent people, they will easily die if they talk too much.
Everyone knew that the goal was to get the money from Lu Wen.
Try to talk as little as possible about anything else except money.
"I'm very curious. After taking the money from me, how are you going to divide it? If the two forces can't tell the difference, they will fight..."
"Shut up, put your money down, and leave!"
Very decisive.
No wonder it has grown to such a large organization.
"Okay, don't shoot. I'll leave the money here and you can get it yourself."
Lu Wen took out a small bag from his pocket.
Shake.
The sound of coins colliding.
The young man looked at the small bag containing the gold coins and thought the sound was very pleasant.
"If you can sleep listening to this sound every night, you will definitely sleep very soundly."
He thought so.
Then he heard another sound.
"Boom!"
There was no warning, it came out of the blue.
The dark night in front of him seemed to turn into day in an instant. The dazzling light made him squint his eyes, and the huge explosion echoed in his mind.
The eardrums seemed to burst.
His whole body trembled following the street.
Flying dust was scattered over half of the street along with fragments of flesh and blood.
A broken arm flew in front of him, blackened and bleeding.
The young man tried his best to look ahead.
In that white light, there was a figure moving quickly.
shot.
Replace the magazine.
Shoot again.
His movements were smooth and flowing, as if that person was born to be the best hunter in the night.
When darkness comes again.
Silence returned to the street.
"Tick tock..."
The young man heard the sound of water.
No, it was the sound of blood dripping.
"Benefactor, are you injured?"
"It's a small matter, there's a metal shrapnel embedded in my arm."
Lu Wen randomly found a tattered piece of cloth on the ground and wiped the blue blood on his hand.
Night is the home of the androids.
Three bombs exploded one after another, and few people survived.
What Lu Wen had to do was just the finishing work.
Refill the gun.
Whether you are still alive or not, give your brain a shot.
In many literary and artistic works, the reason why the protagonist is able to survive after being shot several times is because the opponent forgets the importance of filling the head with bullets. Lu Wen would not make such a stupid mistake.
Although being shot several times and surviving is a fantasy in itself.
But...it's always right to recharge.
"Go home immediately. I have other things to do tonight. See you when I have the chance."
Lu Wen gave the young man a few words of advice.
With such a big movement, someone will definitely come to check it out soon.
There are only two bombs of that power left on the spider's back.
Replenishing ammunition in this city is also a hassle. You have to go back to a motel outside the city and take out some of the equipment you carry in the car.
Lu Wen sent the young man back home.
Then I ran around the dark streets for more than two hours.
Make sure no one is following you.
He took advantage of the darkness to return to the outside of the city.
Early the next morning.
The sky is slightly bright.
The city has yet to recover;
Lu Wen knocked on the iron door of a small shop.
"Dong dong dong..."
A very hidden little shop.
The person who opened the door was an old man.
He is thin and stooped, with a monocle on his right eye and a bronze chain hanging down.
The interior of the store is very old.
Various metal periods are randomly placed on the table.
"I want to fix my arm."
Lu Wen took out a thick stack of banknotes and handed it to the uncle.
The old man raised the monocle on his right eye, frowned, and said, "Is it you?"
Lu Wen was a little surprised, "Old man, do you know me?"
"The man with the spider on his shoulder, of course I know you, outsider, you are famous." The old man opened the rusty iron door to one side, "Come in, the reformer who can repair your level is mine. pleasure."
"What happened last night?"
"Well, last night there was a household on that street facing the street. There was a private surveillance camera at the door. It was still running after the power outage. Your appearance was photographed."
"Besides me, was anyone else photographed?"
"Oh? Do you have a companion? The surveillance angle is not very good. I can only see you firing and changing the magazine. If your companion is behind, don't worry, you won't be able to photograph him."
This small shop is very old.
The patina gives everything a sense of age.
The old man pressed a certain switch, and a virtual projection screen was displayed in mid-air.
That's a message.
"The news was sent this morning, saying that a reformer from out of town has come to this city. He is the man with the spider on his shoulder last night. Now many people are discussing how to deal with you."
Lu Wen noticed the bottom corner of the message.
There is a reward notice.
Information about him, if useful.
A message will reward you with 20,000 yuan.
"Did you kill someone important last night? Who provided the information that I am a foreigner?"
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Good night, fellow book friends!
(End of chapter)