In the nameless warehouse, the thug leader looked at the content on his phone and frowned.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Mao Ziang waved his hand and said: "It's easy to tell whether the things here are true or false. The main thing is that you are willing to cooperate with me and we can make a fortune together. How about it?"
The leader briefly watched the video on his mobile phone, then threw it on the table and waved to his companions without interest: "Kill him!"
"Hey! Do you know the value of this thing?"
Mao Ziang shouted loudly: "This random piece of information can bring more value than you can earn from robbery in half your life. Don't you want to make a big fortune and change your life?"
The leader sneered: "Now that I am inside the Spiritual Cult, I can use their name to make money easily and without risk, so why should I risk losing my head to do such a thing with you?
We are criminals, not fucking terrorists!"
"Follow the kid's nonsense and send him to see the Mechanical Buddha. It's time for us to leave!"
An Shao put his hand on Mao Ziang's shoulder, making a gesture of wiping his neck behind him.
"when!"
Mao Ziang realized that he couldn't reason with this group of people, so he suddenly exerted force on his arms, roughly broke away from the handcuffs, took An Shao's arm and swung it out.
"Click!"
An Xiao's shoulder joint made a snapping sound as it was dislocated, and his body hit the shelf three meters away, letting out a scream.
"Fuck!"
The leader looked at the remaining handcuffs on Mao Ziang's wrists, cursed and prepared to draw his gun.
"Da da da!"
Mao Ziang turned his palm up, activated the weapon module and started shooting at the crowd. A thug who had not yet reacted was shot in the head.
The leader was shot in the chest, and the bullet was blocked by the body armor. He hid behind a wooden box and shot wildly: "Be careful, this guy is a synthetic man!"
Mao Ziang did not dare to confront the thugs head-on. When they were dodging, he picked up the pistol on the table, smashed the window with his body and ran outside.
The leader heard the sound of glass exploding, looked over and saw a trail of blood on the ground, and was the first to chase after him: "This guy is a semi-synthetic, he saw our faces, don't let him run away!"
The thugs at the scene did not expect that Mao Ziang was actually a synthesizer. When they heard the leader's words, they all sped up and ran towards the door.
With Mao Ziang's skills, it would not be too difficult to kill these guys in the room, but after leaving the warehouse, he was not at all interested in fighting and chose to escape without hesitation.
He was looking for the Spiritual Religion Group just to give himself more protection, and not to cause more trouble for himself. These people had already caused a lot of trouble today. Since the two sides could not cooperate, there was no need for Mao Ziang to follow him.
They are tied together.
With his amazing arm strength, he climbed up to the opposite roof at an incredible angle.
The first thug who chased him took advantage of him before he reached the top and aimed his gun at his back.
"Bang!"
Before the thug could pull the trigger, his head exploded.
The accomplice behind was shocked and broke into a cold sweat: "Don't go out, this kid has teammates!"
"Bang!"
The next second, the door of the warehouse was pushed open, and a group of strangers rushed into the warehouse.
The thugs were desperate for survival and put up a desperate resistance posture.
But the strangers who entered the door did not give them a chance. The leading man in a hoodie raised his palm and pointed it at several people. He only made a fist and all the thugs in front fell to the ground.
"ah!!"
The leader let out a scream, feeling that the gravity of his body had increased countless times, and he had difficulty breathing when he hit the ground.
Looking at the other teammates, their bodies were flattened as if they were thrown from a building.
Synths!
He had read about this gravity control ability in reports. This device was developed before the Freedom War. It was originally intended to reduce the workload of workers, but it was transformed into a large-scale murder weapon by someone who cared about it.
After the stranger approached the leader, he relaxed his power control, stepped on his head with his foot and asked: "Are you from the Spiritual Religion Group?"
"Yes! I'm from the Spiritual Religion!"
The leader confirmed that the other party was a synthetic human, and thought it was a senior person from the Spiritual Religion Group who had arrived: "We destroyed the central business district today and raised a large amount of funds for the organization. The materials on the table are what we brought back.
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"Bang!"
Another person ran towards the leader and kicked him: "Do you know how much pressure our resistance forces have endured just because of what you bastards have done? How much infamy has the synthetics received?"
The leader had heard before that the rebels believed that the Spiritual Cult was creating a conflict between synthetic humans and natural humans, so they were also cleaning up this organization. They found that they had worshiped at the wrong temple, and explained repeatedly: "Are you a rebel?
!I was lying just now, I am not from the Spiritual Religion, I was just robbing under their banner, and I have nothing to do with this organization!"
"Bang!"
The man in the cloak moved his fingers, and the leader's head exploded all over the ground in an instant.
The resistance members at the back took away all the gold and watches on the table, and handed the cell phone left by Mao Ziang to the cloaked man: "Mr. Zero, you'd better take a look at this."
"This is……"
Mr. Zero saw the content played on the mobile phone screen and a few brief conversations, and his eyes were dazzled: "These guys actually have such a thing in their hands?"
The person who handed over the mobile phone was also a little annoyed: "Yes, we started too quickly. If we had known better, we shouldn't have killed them! If we get this information, it will be of great significance to us. I suggest we continue to investigate."
"We are only passing through Yongning, and the overseas prosthetic trade is the top priority."
Mr. Ling waved his hand: "It has taken too long to transfer people from the headquarters. Does Yongning have our intelligence organization?"
The members shook their heads regretfully: "The current situation in Yongning is very bad. The intelligence organization has been wiped out by the police, and there are only three firepower groups left in combat."
Mr. Zero turned around and left, and issued an order at the same time: "Transfer the worker bee organization from Kyoto and let them take over these three fire teams and investigate this matter. We are pressed for time and it is time to leave."
…
The chaos in the central business district has already made Yongning uneasy.
After gunshots were heard from the warehouse, the police rushed to the scene as soon as possible and conducted relevant investigations. After on-site investigation, they reported to the security department immediately because it was suspected that a synthetic person had committed the crime.
Half an hour later, Zhou Fuguang, who was in the office with a gloomy face because he was being teased by Mao Ziang, received a call from Zhao Heping: "There is news from the Northern Autonomous Region. Mao Ziang is suspected of appearing in Yongning City."
"Yongning?" Zhou Fuguang sat up straight: "Is the information accurate?"
Zhao Heping responded quickly: "Yongning police reported a case to the ministry, which was approved by Jiang Youen. Through comparison of blood stains at the crime scene, it was confirmed that one of the blood samples was Mao Ziang's. We didn't know
Why did he appear there, but the comparison results will not be wrong. This case has been suppressed by Jiang Youen, and Zhou Tongxun has not received the news. If you rush over now, you may be able to take advantage of it. "