Blood splattered everywhere.
The bullet exploded inside the body, causing massive damage due to the cavity effect.
The thug who was pulled by Lu Wen as a shield screamed, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Lu Wen smiled lightly and said: "The accuracy is not enough, the gunman lacks actual combat experience."
What he meant was simple.
This two-story building has been settled for too long.
The shooter just now was not qualified, so he had better practice again.
"boom!"
All he got in response was another gunshot.
Gunshots were heard outside the door.
This bullet was aimed at Lu Wen's head.
But at the moment when the opponent pulled the trigger, Lu Wen tilted his head slightly.
This is prediction.
So the bullet grazed the side of his face and hit a spectator in the innermost corner.
"ah!"
Screams of agony.
The fear of death made him cry out in grief.
Unfortunately, hot tears can only dilute the cold blood.
The guests on the first floor were scared.
They are afraid of death.
Lu Wen made them feel that death was actually quite close.
The blood on the ground stained the falling money red.
"The bullet came from behind me, fifteen meters behind, three steps to the left, at the door of the bar."
Lu Wen did not turn around, looked calm, and spoke calmly.
"Ten meters behind me, five steps to the left, next to the trash can, there was another person holding a gun to my head."
"Twenty meters behind me, on the rooftop of the first floor, there is a fat man holding a sniper rifle with a cigarette in his mouth."
"Thirty meters behind you, seven steps to the right, outside the liquor store, a semi-automatic rifle is loaded."
"Behind..."
“…”
He seemed to have eyes behind him and could clearly observe every move around him.
Many dark holes were pointing at him.
Coldness and death spread on the streets.
Even if he really had a body of steel, being shot at like this would probably be quite uncomfortable.
But Lu Wen didn't change his expression and just asked loudly: "Why don't you try shooting again?"
Having said that, he remained motionless.
He stood not far from the door with a calm expression, as if waiting for the other party to shoot.
It was quiet on the first floor and on the street.
The silence didn't last long.
"boom!"
It's not that the bullet came out of the barrel.
But it exploded.
The man who fired the gun screamed, his face covered in blood.
The smell of gunpowder rushes into the world of blood and perfume.
Everyone looked in that direction in shock.
This kind of thing has never happened before, and the probability of such a problem with modern firearms is very small.
Then think of Lu Wen's calm look.
They had to guess whether it was Lu Wen who caused the explosion
But he was standing on the first floor, with his back to all the gunmen, and no movement at all. How could he make such a movement
Is it really a coincidence
Lu Wen, who was on the first floor, was heard saying again: "Why don't you continue?"
Under the dark night.
The bright street lights flickered.
Some small black ants, almost invisible to the naked eye, were crawling quietly in every corner of the street.
"boom!"
The second explosion.
A gunman didn't believe in evil, so his thumb was blown off.
The bones were thick, mixed with blood.
The entire palm was blown to pieces and was partially burned by the high temperature. Black and red blended together, making the hand look like it had been dug out of a fire scene.
Human beings' tolerance for pain has a limit, so he started to wail in pain just like the man just now.
This tragic situation made everyone at the scene a little frightened.
But they only heard Lu Wen say something lightly.
"continue."
After saying that, he still stood calmly without any intention of dodge.
This time, he even threw away the thug he was using to block the gun.
The entire area fell silent.
The thugs on the first floor were hesitant, with entanglement and fear written on their faces. They did not dare to step forward, fearing that they would become one of those broken limbs.
The gunmen outside began to doubt the weapons in their hands.
Although these hot weapons are cold, they may have been with them for a long time. In this chaotic place, a gun represents safety and status. Just like in the slums, they regard their guns as closer than their own sons, but now this thing actually Exploded.
What was life-saving has become life-threatening.
"Da..."
"Da..."
Heavy footsteps sounded from somewhere on the first floor.
Last.
stairs.
The people on the second floor finally came down.
It's not a mysterious place, it just symbolizes power.
No one assigned anyone to sit on the so-called second floor.
This is a rule that has been established in the mixed area for a long time. If you have the ability, you can sit on it. If you don't have the ability, you can sit down below.
An old man who looked to be in his sixties came to the first floor escorted by many thugs.
[skinny]
[Actual age cannot be determined]
[Ethnicity cannot be determined]
[…]
The system is honest.
Lu Wen took a brief look.
The old man was not tall, with skinny skin and gray hair on his temples. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and wore a pair of ordinary reading glasses.
A pair of cloudy eyes were observing Lu Wen through the lenses of his reading glasses.
With such a stature, an ordinary human being would not be able to walk with the same heavy steps as before.
"Well, it seems that the owner of this second floor is going to change today. I thought the old man could enjoy his old age in peace."
The old man didn't say anything harsh, he just sighed in a low voice.
Lu Wen didn't speak, his expression was indifferent, he just picked up a backpack from the door on the side, which was covered with blood, and threw it away.
Immediately, a group of thugs stood in front of the old man.
They were worried that there might be something like a bomb in the backpack.
Judging from Lu Wen's strong performance today, it seems quite reasonable if he really wants to blow up the second floor here.
"Snapped!"
The backpack fell to the ground and rolled several times.
The outer fabric was stained with blood mixed with alcohol on the ground, making the backpack look even more ferocious.
A Cyborg thug stepped forward cautiously and opened the zipper.
It was pretty empty inside, with just a few stands.
"This belongs to that guy Dong Fan. He goes out selling medicine with this bag on his back every day."
He recognized the backpack.
There are not many people who go out to sell medicine and collect accounts on behalf of the second floor. There are only twenty or thirty people. After many years, everyone is familiar with it.
Could it be that Dong Fan provoked the guy in front, so that guy came to the door
Everyone couldn't help but have such an association.
The thugs in front of them and some of the gunmen outside are naturally not the full strength of the second floor.
But more people are of no use.
This man has strong fighting ability. He seems to have eyes all over his body. He can dodge the blades that hit him every time, and his strength is astonishing. The bones in everyone's body, even transformed humans and robots The metal looked like paper in front of him.
The guns of the gunmen outside were exploding one after another as if they were under a spell.
How to fight this
That guy Dong Fan sells medicine very well, why do you want to mess with such a person
"Hey, old man, I usually don't discipline my subordinates well, and now I'm being beaten up. It's just as it should be."
The old man sighed again.
It was as if he was lamenting that his rule had come to an end and he was about to be replaced.
But Lu Wen couldn't see the slightest fear on his face.
[This old guy has a back-up plan]
To be able to sit on the second floor in such a chaotic place, the strength in front of me is obviously not enough.
The old man took off his reading glasses, wiped them with his clothes, put them on again, looked carefully at the blood-stained backpack on the ground, and then said: "Dear guest, if Dong Fan did anything to you, Disrespectful things... I think he is a dead man, and I am here to apologize to you on his behalf."
"Do you think I killed him?" Lu Wen asked lightly.
"Isn't it?"
Everyone present was stunned.
At present, it seems that this person is relatively easy to talk to, and he does not have to fight until there is only one person left on both sides.
If he hadn't been provoked, with the character of the person in front of him, he wouldn't have knocked on the door directly.
What else could it be
"When this man came to sell medicine this evening, his head suddenly exploded. There was no one around to do anything, but the deal with him hasn't been completed yet, so I had to come to you."
With that said, Lu Wen threw out a gold bar.
Under the dazzling traffic lights on the first floor, the golden color of this gold bar is particularly charming.
"Dong...dong..."
The gold bar fell to the ground and rolled several times.
Even the red blood on the ground couldn't cover up this beautiful golden color.
The onlookers around him widened their eyes.
They all have some discernment and can naturally estimate the value of the gold bar on the ground.
There is no number marked on it, but just judging from the volume, it is estimated to be 500 grams.
Many people thought of their previous behavior of throwing away money after being stimulated by alcohol and music. The total amount of those banknotes was estimated to be less than half of it.
"Dear guest, are you just here to negotiate a deal?"
"certainly."
"Then why..."
The old man suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at the bar on one side.
There are several bars on the first floor, but there is only one that can connect to the second floor.
So that one is very cool.
Behind the bar, the reformer had been simply bandaged. His face was pale and he had lost too much blood. He originally wanted to find a clinic for treatment after the matter here was over.
What he thought was the end of the matter was seeing Lu Wen beaten half to death.
But now that the matter is indeed over, Lu Wen is still alive and well. Even if there is more blood on his body, it only makes him look colder and indifferent.
Instead, the second floor suffered heavy losses, was vandalized, and lost face.
In the previous chaotic fight, the reformer's thoughts changed from resentment to fear, and then to despair.
When the reformer saw the old man looking over, he suddenly trembled.
"Boss... I... I think he... was the one who made the first move..."
"boom!"
A quick shot.
From drawing the gun to shooting, it was almost instantaneous.
Lu Wen thought of Duan Tiannan. Maybe it was influenced by old western movies, or maybe it was supported by years of experience. That guy could fire his gun very fast.
This shot was also very accurate, hitting the center of the eyebrow.
With such shooting skills, even an ordinary person can live a good life.
The old man took back his gun and gave Lu Wen an apologetic smile.
"I know that many of my subordinates take advantage of their status on the second floor to bully the lower floors and have arrogant tempers. I have warned them many times for this, but the effect is not ideal... Distinguished guest, thank you for waking them up today."
"Just tell me what you have to say." Lu Wen said calmly.
"Can you come with me to the second floor?" The old man said with a smile: "There are too many people dead here, so it's not convenient to talk about things."
"Can."
In the case of insufficient strength, it is actually a very unwise plan to follow the boss to the lair. This behavior is usually called giving away the head.
But Lu Wen has enough strength.
And he is not afraid of death.
This is the benefit of having infinite life. It is no wonder that so many flesh and blood life forms want to become mechanical creatures.
At the beginning, the old guys in the floating city asked many companies to study this aspect, but there was no substantial progress, and the two life forms could not be completely transformed.
At the end of the first floor, there is an ordinary staircase.
Old wooden floors.
There are no luxurious decorations or bright lights, just ordinary.
Lu Wen was invited by the old man to go upstairs together, followed by countless guards.
Many guests on the first floor looked at each other.
Someone spoke softly.
"it's over?"
"probably."
It wasn't until the footsteps became smaller and smaller, and it was confirmed that those people had gone upstairs and there was no more fighting, that everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
The entire first floor was enveloped in the smell of blood.
They didn't dare to breathe before.
Bodies all over the ground.
The floor was covered with stumps and internal organs, the tables and chairs were all broken, and the blood on the ground was still warm.
This scene rivals the bloodiest horror movies.
Even when watching a movie, it was only separated by a screen, but these guests at the scene actually witnessed a real-life performance.
"That guy is too scary. Is he really a pure human being with such a powerful force?"
Many people have lingering fears, and the images of Lu Wen's previous actions still flash back in their minds.
That kind of cold-blooded indifference and unstoppable look.
It's just a machine.
Pure violence, the expression on Lu Wen's face never changed from beginning to end.
Those who died seemed to be just increasing numbers in his eyes.
"Pure humans can't achieve such a strong strength. I feel like he can punch through a wall with just one punch. Is it my imagination?"
"I think so too."
"I heard that in the high-level world, there are many genetic medicines, one of which can make flesh and blood life become infinitely powerful?"
"Nonsense, can the bones withstand it?"
“…”
People on the first floor were communicating in hushed tones.
And outside.
on the street.
The sound of communication continued, and many people discussed what they had seen and heard this night.
"I seemed to have seen this pure human being during the day. He was very rich and spent a lot of money. He bought some... uh..."
"What did you buy?"
"No... nothing..."
The man hurriedly shut up and shook his head.
He almost slapped himself.
He still understands that trouble comes from words.
Lu Wen bought information about the world from him and paid a high fee in order to shut him up.
"Let's talk about something else. How do you think he made those guns explode?"
"Did the pure human race develop equipment that can control thermal weapons?"
"But he didn't turn around at that time. He directly told the location of each gunman. It felt like his eyes were everywhere..."
“…”
Within one floor.
The cleaning staff began to collect the bodies and clean up the blood and water.
Brand new lamps and tableware were also delivered to the door.
As the center of this area, no action can be neglected. As soon as the news was received, everyone started busy.
The drinks were removed and replaced with new ones.
At the current speed, within an hour, the scene will be back to what it was before the fight.
"Guests, don't worry, we will restore this place to its original state soon."
"Please be patient."
Repairing the gate is a top priority.
This is the face of the second floor.
If someone broke my face tonight, there was nothing I could do about it. I could only blame myself for not being strong enough.
Many guests chose to stay.
They felt that they would definitely not be able to sleep when they returned.
After the fear caused by the blood subsided, they found that their nerves were actually being stirred by excitement and stimulation. They wondered if there were too many hormones secreted.
…
Second floor.
Still ordinary.
Old wooden furniture, ordinary electric lights.
The walls were simply covered with wallpaper and not even a painting was hung, making it look a bit empty.
The floor was covered with a layer of gray carpet.
The windows on both sides can see the red lights and green wine outside. As the only two-story building in this area, the view here is quite broad.
Besides.
Just a simple desk, an old computer on the table, an old-fashioned telephone, a few notebooks and pen holders, and nothing else.
The old man said with a smile: "The decoration is simple. People like this feeling when they get older, and it makes the guests laugh."
"It's okay, I don't think it's shabby."
Lu Wen spoke calmly.
"The entrance to this room is a wooden door, but there is an inconspicuous depression on the top in front of the wooden door. It is almost invisible to the naked eye. Although it is painted with white paint, I can roughly guess that it should be a metal gate."
“The walls were wallpapered, not too decorative, so the average person wouldn’t notice, but I guess if you pressed or turned a button under your desk, the wall would flip over and have all sorts of weapons hanging from it. "
"I did a simple height calculation on the second floor before I came in. There is still a gap of about one meter from the ceiling of this room to the top of the rooftop. I think there should be some kind of weapon or escape device hidden inside."
"As for the floor, there are no carpets on the entire first floor and the stairs leading up, and there are no carpets in the corridor outside. You keep saying that the decoration is simple. This expensive carpet is actually very inconsistent. If it is lifted..."
“…”
Following Lu Wen's statement, the smile on the old man's face obviously began to stiffen.
The second floor is his confidence.
Once here, it is difficult for anyone to escape.
But Lu Wen just looked calm, as if all the threats here were not worth mentioning in his eyes.
"Dear guest, I have no intention of fighting with you." The old man said seriously.
"I know." Lu Wen replied calmly.
An assistant brought a stool for him.
The visitor was a guest, so Lu Wen didn't pay much attention to it, so he just sat down.
The two sat on opposite sides of the desk.
The old man took the collected low-alcohol wine from his assistant and poured a glass for Lu Wen. The pale golden wine slowly swirled in the glass.
Drinking while talking is a common custom in every place.
He handed the wine glass to Lu Wen, still smiling and said: "Dear guest, my men are not very sensible. I hope you have calmed down after teaching them a lesson, so that we can seriously discuss the deal."
Lu Wen took the wine glass and asked calmly: "I think the transaction we are talking about is not the same transaction."
"Of course." The old man raised his glass to Lu Wen with a smile, then drank it all in one gulp. He put down the glass and continued: "My deal may be bigger than the deal you mentioned."
"I guess I'm not interested."
Lu Wen had no expression on his face. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Guest from afar, you have very strong observation skills and are very cautious." The old man looked at Lu Wen and said, "You are also very powerful. I have heard that there are genetic drugs in the high-level world that can increase the life force of flesh and blood."
"You think I used that potion?"
"No, those are just false rumors."
The old man smiled and pointed to the empty wine glass.
"With your caution as a guest, if you were really a flesh and blood life, you would not drink this glass of wine."
(End of chapter)