Chapter 1511 C Twilight Incident (Twenty-four)
In order to deepen Gotham's location advantages and continue to deepen its efforts in theft and its ancillary industries, and to keep a steady rudder on the industrial blue ocean route and further play the guiding role of industry leaders, during the three-day Gotham Theft Industry Summit
, the master of Gotham's theft industry has a hard time, and with a humble heart, he resumes the old path of upgrading theft technology, with bright expectations to show his team style in the new era.
In this Gotham theft industry summit, more than two hundred elite representatives broke bottlenecks and broadened horizons for the development of the theft industry, enabling the Gotham theft industry to achieve the first comprehensive collaboration in the industry, setting the standard for the criminal field in Gotham and even the East Coast.
A real milestone.
The concerted efforts of all parties in Gotham fully demonstrated the fighting spirit of the Gotham government and the people of Gotham for a better life. The Gotham City Government provided the venue for this summit, and Mayor Roy also established that "Everything should be stolen.
The theme of the meeting is "Don't let any wealth leave Gotham."
Among them, the Gotham Police Department vigorously cooperated, and each police officer provided guidance on the technical problems that arose during the summit, and solved technical blind spots that may arise in the future with a targeted perspective, allowing the backbone elites in the theft industry to have a more comprehensive understanding of the development prospects of the industry.
interpretation.
After the summit, key elites from all walks of life brought the rich experiences and new skills they learned at the conference to the grassroots level of Gotham's theft industry, providing detailed guidance on individual technical issues while deepening the cultivation of an overall perspective.
In terms of theoretical learning, various subjects such as jewelry appreciation, historical relics and handicraft protection have been introduced that most grassroots practitioners have never touched upon; in terms of technical practice, labor is divided into people and traced back to the second, so that the eyes are faster than the heart and the hands are faster than the eyes.
Be quick, get everything you need, and keep speed and value.
After a new round of technical structure upgrades, grassroots practitioners have fully mastered the basic spirit of cross-field collaboration at the industry level, and have honed their skills and responses to the extreme personally.
After the Gotham Theft Industry Summit, industry leaders and grassroots practitioners fully demonstrated the new era craftsmanship of the East Coast city with their superb academic level and practical ability.
work.
That is, the day after the master thieves completed their training and taught skills to low-level thieves, the first batch of mages arrived at Gotham Airport by plane. They were the most anxious members of the Archmage Guild.
As for why they wanted to take the plane, of course it was because they were reluctant to use the remaining energy, and this group of mages who had almost nothing but borrowed energy were not much different from ordinary people. So far, they have not grabbed a piece of black.
Drill.
The mages had heard about the security situation in Gotham, but each of them carried life-saving props full of energy. Unexpectedly, the first obstacle that blocked them was not the vicious gang members with weapons in their hands, but a group of huggers.
Children holding their legs so they can't move.
"Uncle, uncle, buy a flower. Uncle, you are the best. Buy a flower! Today's flowers are very good. Buy a flower for this aunt. You are a good person. Buy a flower!"
"Uncle, order a newspaper from me! You will never find anything cheaper in Gotham. Order a newspaper. There is news about the opening of the concert. Uncle, order a newspaper!"
"Uncle, do you want a cigarette? All brands of cigarettes are available here. Auntie, do you want a cigarette? This is the cheapest place in Gotham. Please, buy a pack of cigarettes. Uncle, come and pack a pack of cigarettes!"
"Uncle, aunt, do you need a tour guide? I am familiar with this area. I am a local. You must need a tour guide. I am articulate and fast. You can't find a better tour guide than me in this area."
Got it!"
Not far after they walked out of the turnstile, a dozen children rushed up to hug their legs and began to howl. At first they were just chirping, but then they started crying.
"Please! Uncle, buy me a flower! If I can't complete the task, I will be beaten to death! Auntie, you are the kindest person. Buy me a flower, otherwise I will have nothing to eat tonight. I don't want to
I’m hungry, please buy me a flower!”
"Please, if I can't complete the task, I will be beaten. Give me a newspaper, it's not expensive!"
Even those who have never raised children can probably imagine what it sounds like when a dozen seven or eight-year-old children gather together and cry.
And the strength of their pulling should not be underestimated. Two female mages in the mage team hesitated for a second. In an instant, they were like dogs that had fallen into a gutter, unable to get out without kicking.
"Let go, let go, let me go! I don't want to buy anything, so let go!" The older bald mage in the lead shook off the small hands on his pants and waved at the people behind him.
He waved and said: "Go quickly and ignore them!"
The other people struggled for a while before leaving the quagmire. As soon as they left, the eldest child in the team squeaked, folded his arms and said, "You shameless stingy people, you thought you could get a few orders..."
Forget it, who touched the wallet?"
"I, I touched one, but it's a bit thin."
"I'm thick, look at me."
"I touched a wooden stick from his waist. Is this a staff? Are the gems on it valuable?"
Hearing this, all the children came together. The leading child looked at the thing in the hand of the child who spoke. It was a small stick made of two branches intertwined in a spiral, with a stick between the two branches.
A blue gemstone shimmered with faint light.
"They said magical items can be sold for a lot of money, and we made a lot of money!" The children stared at the wand with bright eyes, and then another child raised his hand and said, "What is this thing like an eye? I
Plucked out of the back of their boots."
Several people came closer one after another, and the big kid in the lead waved his hand and said, "Let's go back to the base. There are adults there who can understand."
On the way back, he raised his head triumphantly, like a victorious rooster, and said: "I just said that if you get the first one, you will definitely gain a lot! Those cowards don't even dare to go up, and they still want to be in the street
Wait until these fat pigs fall into their hands and their skins will be stripped off!"
As the kid king said, the second disaster encountered by the wizards was the many Asian illegal car drivers blocking the airport entrance.
"Taxi, taxi! Directly to the scenic spot Gotham Cathedral, do you want to take a taxi? Three people can share a car for ten yuan each. Taxi, taxi!"
"Hello sir, do you want to take a taxi? I'm going to Gotham's East End. I'll be there within twenty minutes. It also comes with a travel guide. Do you want to take a taxi?"
"We're missing one, we're missing one, we're leaving soon! Do any of you want to take a taxi? We'll be in the East District in ten minutes. You want to leave, right? Come on, give me your luggage...Give it to me
!”
A mage on the far right side of the team got into an argument with the taxi driver. He grabbed his suitcase and refused to let go. At the same time, he shouted to his companion: "Come and help me, they are trying to steal my things!"
"Hey, what are you doing quickly, let him go!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the black car drivers around him immediately looked over, staring at this side with a unique and appraising look that was different from the white people. The closest ones had already crossed their arms and walked over.
"What do you want to do?" the leading bald mage shouted with a stern tone. The Asian man who came over showed a shy smile to him and said, "Come here and ask if you can take a ride."
"Hey, this good brother also wants to take a ride, right? Come on, come on, hurry up and help others carry their luggage. And this guy here, you are going to the East District, right? Come and help two people. This luggage is not light. It's not light.
Brother, your leg is broken, right? It's okay, we can carry you over."
"Wait, you can't..." The bald mage looked around and saw his companion being carried away with his luggage.
Most of the taxi drivers, who are Asian, look like they have been practicing. They are on the left and right, and they can run very fast with a person and a suitcase on their backs. Their physique and posture do not look like they have been driving all year round, but they look like taxi drivers.
It is open all year round.
"Let go of my companion!" the bald mage shouted loudly, and took out a staff from his arms, with sparks like lightning emitting from the staff.
At this time, a fat old man suddenly got out of the taxi outside the door. He was also Asian and had a white beard. As soon as he came in, he held the bald mage's hand with a smile on his face and said.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! We are here to attract customers all year round. If you say you don't want to go, then you won't go."
"But you also know that there are no serious taxis in Gotham. If you take those gangsters' cars, you might as well take ours. We have a serious street. If there is any problem, you can find someone."
"You, who are you?" The bald mage didn't understand what they were saying.
"We are the 'Red Gang' in Chinatown in Jintan, a Chinese gang. We take over more than 90% of the food ordering and food delivery business in the entire East District. We have more than 4,000 rental vehicles and more than 2,000 motorcycles under our control, as well as
These four large ships account for 60% of Gotham’s private transportation industry, and their credibility is absolutely guaranteed!”
"I wonder where you are going?" the old man asked with a smile.
"We..." The bald mage was about to say something when a female mage behind him patted his arm and whispered: "I checked the information before coming here. Gotham Cathedral was renovated by Bruce Wayne. He has
We might go there to worship, so why don't we just go there, or we can set up traps in advance."
The bald mage was just about to say, "Why not go directly to Wayne Group?", but he also realized it. Bruce Wayne must have thought that someone was coming to hunt him down. There was no way the base camp would not have been laid out, instead of rushing into the enemy's trap.
Here, it is better to find a place to sit back and wait.
So he cleared his throat and said to the old man: "We are going to Gotham Cathedral, but you don't want to kill us."
"Then tell me, what price do you plan to offer?"
"Based on the taxi prices in metropolitan areas, prices in these two cities should be about the same." The bald mage thought he was very smart and came up with a solution.
"Okay, let's take the taxi fare in the metropolitan area and get in the car."
"Wait, it's okay to get on the bus, we have to carry our luggage by ourselves."
"Okay, come on."
The mages got into the car with some uneasiness. Everyone held the magic props in their hands tightly. As soon as the driver made any movement, they immediately activated the magic. This was the only sense of security they had now.
The journey went smoothly, but just as they were passing through the East District, several cars suddenly stopped. The magicians were so nervous that they almost used up the energy in their magic props. Fortunately, they knew that magic was used to save lives, so they all
He restrained his movements.
"What's going on?" The bald mage wanted to stick his head out and ask. The next second, the old man with a white beard sitting next to him pulled him back into the car and pressed him hard under the car seat.
Just as the bald mage was about to curse, he heard a few "swish, swish, swish" sounds, followed by the sound of the car window being smashed. After a burst of slang and curses, a burly white gangster who looked like a door panel came over with a gun.
"Hu, what's the matter with you? Why did the car in front of you want to cross our road? The goods in the car were spilled, can you afford to pay for it?"
"Hey, old hyena, you are the wildest truck driver in the entire East District gang. Isn't it because you rolled over on your own and wanted to blame us?"
"Don't try to mess around. If your car hadn't changed lanes illegally, would we have lost so many goods? No, you have to pay for it today! Otherwise, no one will be able to leave!"
"Threat me to see if you have the ability! Fire!"
"Swish swish swish swish!"
"Bang! Whoosh, bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Wow!"
"Get out of the car! The car is going to explode!"
"boom!"
"Help!"
Good news: It’s not an act
Bad news: It’s not acted
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