Chapter 222: Young people are good, just fall asleep
Seeing Lin Mo walking quietly to his side, since he couldn't notice it at all, the man's mood seemed to have changed like a storm.
I didn’t expect that the environment in Night City could be so terrifying. How could a young man I met on the street have such strength?
The man is almost doubting his life now. Lin Mo's ability to approach him quietly is undoubtedly an insult to his career.
One of the world's top killers was actually approached by a young man with no hair at all. He wouldn't even have noticed it if the other person hadn't spoken?
Si'an Westan? Or did you come here invisibly?
No, it's not possible. He has a 360-degree non-dead angle detection sensor implanted in his body. Even if a cheetah sneaks up from behind, he can sense it... unless the young man is very fast.
Must be like the wind.
Although he didn't quite believe his conjecture, the man had to admit that it was a fact that the boy approached him silently.
No amount of self-consolation is in vain. This harmless young man in front of me is very strong, absolutely crushingly strong!
And now he was not sure what the other party wanted to do now, and he didn't even dare to move. The katana in the boy's hand was more like the scythe of death, and it seemed that it could fall on his head at any time.
"Young man, this gun is just for fun. I usually use it to shoot birds. Although this auxiliary aiming base is very high-tech, it is actually inaccurate. The shooting range is only a few hundred meters at most. I
It’s just for self-defense and hunting.”
The man forced a smile on his lips and casually came up with a reason to explain it away.
"Oh, really, but in Night City, many animals have long been extinct. Whose bird do you want to kill? As for self-defense... I see you have been here for so long. If you really encounter gangsters, they will let you
You slowly assemble it and then wait for you to cum?"
The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curved in a pleasant way, as if he put his hand on the man's shoulder familiarly.
Seeing Lin Mo put his hand on his shoulder, a murderous intent flashed through the man's eyes, and his body tensed up at that moment, like a bowstring waiting to be fired, ready to fight back at any time.
For a killer, if the physical distance is not a familiar and close person, there is no room for strangers to approach.
After all, for him, such a short distance is enough to break a person's neck in an instant. It is precisely because he has such strength that he does not dare to let strangers approach you, because you never know the stranger approaching you.
People, what kind of strength is hidden in the secret.
However, seeing Lin Mo's ordinary smile and indifferent and calm eyes, the man still did not dare to be too presumptuous. The fighting skills he was proud of in the past seemed to have become insignificant now. He was not sure of the intentions of the young man in front of him.
.
But one thing is certain, as long as the young man in front of him is willing, his life is definitely not guaranteed!
Resistance is futile, and it is best to avoid fights outside of tasks.
With this thought in mind, the man still managed to put on a polite smile and said in as gentle a tone as possible:
"As people get older, they will always have some inexplicable hobbies. Look at my current age. Even if I bring a handy gun, I will most likely be so scared that I won't even be able to pull out the gun when facing a fierce gangster. So,
Usually when I go outside and see a suitable place to rest, I will assemble this thing in advance, which can at least protect my personal safety.”….
"So that's it. I thought you were planning to use this thing to shoot passers-by."
Lin Mo "suddenly realized", looked at the man's elderly face, and let go of his hand with a smile.
"How could that happen?" The man smiled.
Seeing that Lin Mo seemed to have lowered his guard, he began to take a few steps back quietly, trying to distance himself. Then in order to cover up his movements, he opened his hands again, as if embracing the world, and sighed passionately:
"Actually, this is my first time in Night City in my life. Before I came, I heard that the security here was not very good, so I bought this automatic aiming device... Now
It seems that Night City is really a prosperous and magnificent city. Look at this dusk, look..."
The man praised without hesitation and pointed at the surrounding company buildings. While attracting Lin Mo's attention, he said like a country bumpkin:
"Look, it's hard to see so many tall buildings in other prosperous cities around the world... I've traveled to many countries before..."
Lin Mo seemed to be attracted by his words. He followed his fingers and looked at the surrounding high-rise buildings with a smile on his face and a peaceful expression, but his hands were still not far from his samurai sword.
"By the way, it's a coincidence that we can meet here. Young man, I wonder if you can be my guide and let me know this city better? Of course, I will pay, a little cash." The man stood.
Not far away, he took out banknotes from his pocket.
"Okay." Lin Mo walked over with a knife.
Yes, that's it... the man said with surprise in his heart.
In his field of vision, behind Lin Mo, the sniper rifle was being calibrated on the auxiliary aiming base, and the muzzle was slowly pointed at Lin Mo's back.
Goodbye, stupid and naive fellow!
The man's smile was full of enthusiasm, but his eyes were cold and ruthless in the depths of his eyes. With a thought deep in his mind, the technical sniper rifle emitted a brilliant electric arc light.
A subtle sound was emitted, which was the sound of gunfire that was silenced by a special device. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all. Pedestrians passing by have no idea that a sniper killing took place here.
However, the expected sound of tearing flesh and blood did not come. Instead, there was a loud sound of the collision of gold and steel, which brought the man back to reality from his fantasy.
The young man drew his sword, turned sideways, and pulled out the sharp blade from the scabbard.
The tungsten-nailed metal bullet shot at him almost broke into several pieces due to the high-speed collision, with only a few glowing red debris remaining on the blade.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lin Mo's expression was still blank, as if he was doing something trivial. He waved his hand gently and threw away the debris on the blade.
It fell to the ground and turned into something like garbage.
What also fell to the ground seemed to be the man's shattered worldview and hope.
Night City is so scary...
The man's body was completely frozen in place, and he simply could not accept the scene in front of him.
How could he...how could he do tungsten nail bullets that reached several times the speed of sound!
"There seems to be a little bug in your aiming device. Brother, have you taken good care of it in the past?"
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Lin Mo still kept smiling and put the knife back into its sheath slowly, as if he had no intention of blaming the man.
The man did not answer him immediately, but took some time to calm down and barely recovered from Lin Mo's shocking performance just now.
In the end, he smiled helplessly and said:
"Let's stop acting. Young man, if you have such strength, why would you be interested in this kind of toy... Tell the truth, who sent you to me?"
What is it for?"
Lin Mo sighed with regret and said boringly:
"Why ruin such a good atmosphere? We both acted well."
"I admit defeat this time. I never thought that the water in Night City is so deep that there is a master with your strength... It's no wonder there were so many mercenaries with the title of legend here in the past...
It’s because I don’t know enough.”
The man's tone gradually became low and bitter, as if he had completely given up.
At this point, even Lin Mo clearly said that he was acting, so the man could also see that his actions had been manipulated by the other party from the beginning.
I really don’t know how the client’s intelligence work is done... Damn corporate dogs!
He raised his hands slightly, like a prisoner about to be arrested, indicating that he did not have any threat.
Threat.
"I admit defeat and am willing to cooperate with your work. If you want to get any information from me, you can ask at any time. There is no problem if you want to arrest me." The man said in a sincere tone.
Lin Mo watched the farce with eagerness and stood there without saying a word.
Seeing Lin Mo's indifferent look, the man began to feel a little anxious in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be submissive.
Certain flexible parts of his body, such as his fingers, palms, knee joints, etc., are actually implanted with an invisible telescopic poison needle prosthesis.
If an opponent approaches him due to carelessness, no matter how fast or powerful this young man is, the moment the poisonous needle pricks him, he is destined to fall limply to the ground and be slaughtered!
"Your acting skills are actually not that good, buddy." Lin Mo sighed and finally ended this boring farce.
"Besides, don't always call me young man. You are probably not much older than me. Take off the disguise on your face."
He said indifferently, no longer wasting time, took one step forward, and was behind the man in an instant.
When the other party couldn't react at all, Lin Mo directly hit the man on the back of the head with the scabbard, knocking him out.
The man collapsed to the ground in shock, unconscious.
Lin Mo knelt down and stretched out his hand to press the man's face with a curious look on his face. With a slight exertion, as he expected, the man's face was torn apart easily, revealing a man in his thirties who was under the face.
young face.
"Sure enough, being young is good, so just fall asleep." Lin Mo sighed regretfully, reaching out and patting the man who was sleeping like a dead pig.
With his actual age of three generations, he is fully qualified to call the man a young man.