[Backstab my teammates]
Luo Ruyan usually thought that only he could do this kind of thing.
In other words, only he can do it at the most correct time.
When he was young, he would act with others, and when he encountered danger, he would often maim or kill other teammates to buy himself time, and then claim to the outside world that his teammates had an accident.
Such accidents are quite common and will go unnoticed if you do your job well enough.
The backstab from his glasses was something he never expected.
"Do you think I didn't give you enough money? Or are you worried that I will kill the donkey?" Luo Ruyan looked at the thin figure with a gloomy expression.
"Actually... I'm... a little bit..." Glasses stammered, looking at the people at the door for help.
Luo Ruyan was furious and turned the muzzle of the gun to point at the thin man wearing thick glasses.
In addition to being curious, most of this person's personality is dominated by weakness.
According to Luo Ruyan's past experience, this kind of person should be quite easy to control. Logically speaking, there should not be such on-the-spot defections.
"Since you don't want to, I'll send you on your way first."
With that said, Luo Ruyan pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
Glasses screamed, closed his eyes, and trembled.
The severe pain I imagined did not come.
He had seen many real-life videos of people being shot on those gray websites. If the person who was hit was not fatally shot, he would be wailing in pain. The pain was quite severe. It would be difficult to be shot like on TV. A few shots can also lead to a violent counterattack.
He can still think.
It means he is not dead yet.
"Is this what it feels like to be shot? Why don't you feel anything? Are the videos all lies?"
He was confused and tentatively opened his eyes.
Luo Ruyan's face turned pale, and his entire arm exploded and flew far away, leaving only the bloody bone stubble on his shoulder. The gun in his hand had fallen to the ground.
This is the power of a sniper rifle from a distance.
If it were a little off, half of his body would explode.
…
Duan Tiannan was very particular about it. He killed Luo Ruyan with one shot and left the rest to Xia Chuluo.
He hates to see such things like relatives killing each other and talking about each other.
"Hongye, let's go downstairs to drink. I just heard Lu Wen and the others eating skewers. It made me hungry."
"The human body has less activity at night, so you should eat lighter to reduce the burden on the gastrointestinal tract. Eating too greasy can easily cause fat accumulation." Duan Hongye glanced at him lightly.
"Who did you learn these twisted principles from?" Duan Tiannan shouted.
"You taught me this when you were young."
"Really? How could I forget?"
When people reach middle age, they become greasy unconsciously.
Duan Tiannan touched his belly and began to miss the eight-pack abs he had when he was young.
…
God did not go as planned.
This is probably Luo Ruyan's truest thought now.
He felt that he still had a lot of backup options that he had not used yet. As long as he was given time, he could reverse the current situation bit by bit, instead of slumping against the wall of the store like this.
Blood gushes out rapidly along the fracture in the shoulder.
If not treated in time, he will pass out due to blood loss and eventually die.
"Xiao Xia, I remember that time... not long after you were born, I came to the hospital to hug you. At that time, your skin was all wrinkled and you couldn't stop crying..."
"What is this? The moment when a person is about to die but he still speaks kindly?" Xia Chuluo looked at him indifferently.
"A man like your father was strong and decisive. He had countless friends in the nine major cities and many people supported him, but even he died in the hands of the Floating City in the end."
"He died in your plan."
"Uncle just wants to remind you before he dies that those who oppose the Floating City will eventually..."
"boom!"
Gunshots rang out in the city's evening.
This middle-aged man who had been cunning for half his life ended in this dusty street shop.
The person who shot the gun, according to traditional blood relations, should be her niece.
But due to some events at the beginning, their relationship became that of uncle and niece.
It seems a little strange.
Xia Chuluo's indifferent expression was similar to that of killing a stranger.
She turned and walked out of the store.
It's time to go back to the hotel and rest up.
"Has the surveillance around here been completed?"
"It's done. Don't worry, Miss Xia. There won't be any mistakes in such a small matter. I have changed all the street surveillance along our way."
Everyone left the store one after another.
The night was silent.
The excitement and hustle and bustle spread in the street next door, while this side was relatively deserted.
The glasses are a little confusing. Are these guys just leaving
He was thinking about where he would go in the future, planning to do small projects and play games throughout his life, and never go out for excitement again.
"Then boy, come here."
Glasses looked up.
It's the fat guy in Xia Chuluo's team. This guy has always been his opponent and has a weird name.
"Pang Jiang... Brother Jiang, do you have any orders?" He walked over quickly and asked.
The two of them followed at the end of the entire team.
"Your skills are good. How old are you this year? Less than forty, right?" Fatty Jiang asked.
"I'm twenty-seven this year, still a little far from forty." Glasses smiled awkwardly and answered truthfully.
"Twenty-seven? Are you kidding me? With just a few hairs on your head, thousands of degrees of myopia, sallow skin, and a stooped body, you look like you have only a few years to live, and you are actually only twenty-seven?"
"Brother Jiang, how old are you this year?"
"Me? I'm twenty-nine this year!" Fatty Jiang said seriously: "I owed Xia Zheng a favor when I was more than ten years old. I wanted to pay him back in a few years, but I heard the news that he was dead not long after."
"But...but you look like, at your age, you should..."
"Huh?" Fatty Jiang looked at him with his eyes widened.
"Also...it's only less than twenty."
Glasses swallowed and swallowed the words "forty next to each other" that came from his throat.
"If young people can speak, speak more."
Fatty Jiang smiled and patted his shoulder.
That thick, fat hand almost broke the bones of the glasses.
"Glasses, let me see you..."
"Actually, I have a name. My name is Lu Yang."
"Lu Jingsheng, I think your skills are good, but not comprehensive enough. Do you want to learn from me for two years? Then we, master and apprentice, will invade the air defense system of the floating city together, so that Miss Xia can bomb the city down."
"I... I actually want to live..."
"I understand, we are all young people in our twenties, who doesn't want to pursue excitement."
Fatty Jiang slapped back the second half of Lu Yang's words.
Lu Yang's face turned pale.
Fatty Jiang held his shoulder, and he couldn't think of anything to say to refuse.
He had to force out an ugly smile.
"By the way, Luo Ruyan gave this USB flash drive to me and asked me to upload the contents to his account on a website. Later, I terminated the transmission and did not upload it." Lu Yang took out the USB flash drive. , give it to Fatty Jiang.
"This thing... contains Lu Wen's previous data, right?"
Fatty Jiang called out to Lu Wen and threw the USB disk to him.
As soon as he threw it out, he regretted it.
"How big is this USB flash drive? It can actually hold more than ten days of memory videos of an android. Moreover, Lu Wen is a customized model. The specifications of the memory videos are quite high, movie-level videos..."
Fatty Jiang covered his heart, feeling as if a suite had just been thrown out of his hands.
The price of this kind of USB flash drive is ridiculously expensive on the market, and only two companies, Red and Blue, sell it.
Ordinary data storage is slightly larger, and larger mobile hard drives are used.
"Just format the data in this thing when I get back and give it to you. Although this thing is expensive, I have certain permissions over Bilan now. Insiders can buy it at a discount." Lu Wen waved his hand, quite nonchalantly. , this USB disk is no longer of use to him.
His current data backup requires more storage space.
But anyway, he has three bodies, and the other two bodies are regarded as mobile data backup.
"Speaking of which, if I were Luo Ruyan, I would definitely use Lu Wen's data of more than ten days to create many Lu Wen to confuse us," said Fatty Jiang.
"As long as the real me doesn't follow your actions, that's fine."
"That makes sense."
"And... I am a relatively special bionic person. Luo Ruyan can't control me. The more copies of me he creates, the more likely they will be backlashed by me. I think Luo Ruyan already understood this when he was studying my data at the beginning. ”
"Can't control it?" Fatty Jiang was a little confused, "As long as it's a machine, it can be controlled."
"That's why I'm special."
Lu Wen smiled lightly and didn't explain much.
Everyone drove their cars and drove slowly on the road back to the hotel.
There is no way to go faster, the roads are blocked.
The colorful neon lights illuminate the night sky of this dilapidated city very charmingly. Young people ignored the rain and skated on both sides of the street. The sound of pulleys sounded in the streets and alleys.
Around ten o'clock in the evening, the light rain turned into a heavy rain.
Fortunately, no matter which city it is, the drainage system is pretty good.
Everyone returned to the hotel.
Most of the rest of the team went back to wash up and prepare to rest. They all knew that there were still thirteen guys on Xia Chuluo's list and they would be busy in the next few days.
Fatty Jiang was sitting in the lobby on the first floor, doing psychological work on Lu Yang.
He said solemnly: "Our team has no salary and relies on passion. Aren't you happy?"
Lu Yang: "..."
"Believe me, follow us for a while and you won't regret it."
“…”
Xia Chuluo and Lu Wen were sitting in the corner by the window.
Although the girl wanted to stare at the rain scene in a daze, Lu Wen still blocked most of her body.
According to Qi Jun who was at the secret door in the morning, the people from the temple had repeatedly failed in this hotel and must have been targeting the people inside the hotel. It was very dangerous to sit at the window at this time.
"Do you feel a lot more relaxed?" Lu Wen asked.
"As long as that city floats, there will be little time to feel relaxed."
It was rare for Xia Chuluo to find time to relax.
The rainy scene in this old city is perfect for spending time. The rainwater flows down the glass windows and hits the ground with a tinkling sound.
The mechanics and doctors were still sitting in the hall.
The two of them also came for those precious invitations. They both have strong personal abilities. If they can go up, they might be able to stay in the floating city and settle down permanently.
The store owner was sitting at the front desk, counting his income throughout the day.
Revenue is zero today.
After the incident in the morning, the wreath was still placed not far from the door of the store. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, the relatives of the deceased would have started burning paper and incense at the door.
"It's raining so heavily and it's so late, so no one will come."
When he was thinking this last night, Xia Chuluo's team came back.
I thought so again tonight.
It didn't take long.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
The sound of rain that had been isolated by the glass suddenly became louder, and the sound of howling wind also filled the hotel, making everyone's hair flow.
The middle-aged gunman opened the door.
He was soaked all over, the rain slowly dripped down his face, and his face turned pale.
The robotic arm that replaced the left arm was completely torn apart, and various parts and circuits were shaking slightly.
These metals glowed silvery white under the baptism of rain.
No blue blood, this is a separate robotic arm
There was blood at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and there were two horrific lacerations on his right arm, as if they had been torn open by the claws of some beast. The blood was dripping, and the pale skin turned up, revealing flesh and blood that had been beaten pale by the rain.
He stumbled to the front desk and asked for a glass of hot water.
"My ancestors, after you go out to fight and cause trouble, can you please don't come back? What evil have I done? With so many tenants, can't there be a few normal ones..."
The boss sighed.
He has been running a hotel for several years, and he has never been so frightened as he has been these past few days.
In the past, when invitations were sent out every few years, the atmosphere was only relatively tense, and all the bloodshed happened in the dark streets where you couldn't see it.
This year has not even begun yet, and gunshots have been fired one after another, and the death toll has begun to surge.
"Hot water."
The boss put a glass of water at the front desk, along with some white pills.
"This is painkiller, luckily I always have it ready."
"Thank you very much."
The middle-aged man didn't hesitate.
He drank hot water and swallowed two pills.
Without the rain washing, the pale flesh on his right arm began to ooze red blood again.
The doctor hurried back to the second floor and took his suitcase to the hall.
"The wound is very deep, but fortunately, no bones were injured, but please try not to go out for action during this period. Life is important, and staying alive is more important than anything else."
Although the two have only known each other for a short time.
However, adhering to the concept of saving lives and healing the wounded, the doctor still gave a few serious instructions.
The wound needs to be cleaned, then sutured and bandaged.
The machinist also went upstairs and came down with his collection of metal tools.
The variety of tools is dazzling.
He put on the monocle, carefully observed the middle-aged man's left arm, and said: "Your robotic arm can still be repaired, but... it is difficult to return to the previous state, and the repair cycle is also quite long. I suggest You'd better just get a new arm, which takes the shortest time. It's all up to you."
"I only have this arm." The middle-aged man replied.
"I have a lot here, and the effect should be better than your current arm." The mechanic said.
"Then please help me get a new one. Money is not an issue."
The treatment on this rainy night lasted for a long time.
The clock hanging in the lobby on the first floor passes by moment by moment.
The store owner couldn't hold it anymore and went back to sleep. He left a contact information at the front desk so that someone could contact him.
Early in the morning.
The middle-aged man handled both arms at the same time.
The right arm is bandaged tightly and there is no major problem in daily use, but it will take a long time to recover.
"Try not to take a bath during this period. If you really want to take a bath, don't let your right arm touch the water, otherwise it will be easy to get infected." The doctor warned.
"Good work."
The middle-aged man returned to his room, took out a box of cash, and gave a stack to the doctor.
The doctor didn't say no, he deserved it.
More money for mechanics.
This new left arm is more powerful and more flexible to use than before, with a bronzed sheen reminiscent of the mechanical monsters from medieval legends.
The two men went back to rest after collecting their respective fees.
Fatty Jiang had almost convinced Lu Yang, and the two of them, one tall, one short, one fat, one thin, went upstairs talking and laughing, leaving behind two figures that made people think endlessly.
In the lobby on the first floor.
Now only Xia Chuluo was left staring at the rain curtain in a daze.
Lu Wen is always wary of the outside world.
As well as the middle-aged man and most of his remaining box of money.
He carried the box, walked to the two of them, put the box on the table and opened it.
The neat stacks of cash looked very attractive under the not too bright lights in the hall.
"I know that your team is very strong, and your own abilities should also be quite strong, so I would like to ask you to help me kill someone."
The middle-aged man spoke sincerely and looked at the two of them.
Lu Wen felt that Xia Chuluo would refuse.
This is Xia Chuluo's usual style. She is very indifferent most of the time. She uses the shortest possible time to plan out her next steps, make a perfect plan, and then execute it.
concise.
She rarely interferes with other things.
"The leader of the temple?" Xia Chuluo asked calmly.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
"There are quite a few people in the temple, scattered in every corner of the city. Judging from your appearance, you should have found an opportunity today to compete one-on-one with the temple leader."
Xia Chuluo turned his head, his eyes calm.
"You are very confident in yourself. You have been away from Central City for so many years and have traveled to many places. You think you are strong enough, but you still failed. You failed completely. The fighting power of the temple leader was beyond your expectation?"
"He's... very strong, really strong."
The middle-aged man did not deny it and affirmed the strength of his opponent.
"I met him and fought against him when I left this city nine years ago. I was still an ordinary person at that time, but he was not too strong and his status was not high."
"Is he a human or an android?"
"It should be a human being. A modified person whose whole body has been greatly modified. He is quite powerful and is also very skilled in various combat techniques."
"How sure are you that it's a human being?"
"this… "
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
He wasn't sure.
"If you want me to help you, let's talk about your daughter first."
(End of chapter)