After that, Vanessa picked out several sets of casual clothes for Robert, including all black, all white, or black and white combinations, which were basically in line with Robert's aesthetic - he preferred black and white.
The color tone is good, and I am not interested in colorful things.
Therefore, Robert did not raise strong objections.
"These clothes... plus a few bottles of shampoo and shower gel cost 200,000 federal dollars. Because my sister has a membership card, the discount will be 180,000 federal dollars." The salesperson scanned it with a QR code scanner. p>
One hundred and eighty thousand federal coins...
This is really luxurious. The most intuitive comparison is that Robert only earns nearly 3,000 federal dollars a month working in a convenience store.
Wait a minute... I am also a man who has owned 35 million federal coins... Robert corrected his mentality and watched Vanessa pay the money with an expressionless face.
"Do you think..." Vanessa let Robert carry the bag and walked to the street and asked with a smile.
"Too cheap?"
Robert didn't say a word. He said it was cheap, and it was indeed cheap, because Robert could earn tens of millions of federal dollars from one fight. If it wasn't cheap, Robert might even work in a convenience store for a month.
Not even a single piece of clothing.
"It's okay." Robert made a relatively objective judgment.
"He is indeed a gangster..." Vanessa muttered and led Robert a little further, and soon the exquisite and fashionable gallery appeared in their field of vision.
The impression did not change much from when he came almost a month ago, but Robert knew that there was actually a hidden world behind the gallery.
And following Vanessa's guidance, Robert also learned that this building was actually Vanessa's property. Except for the gallery downstairs, the five floors upstairs were rented out to others, and without exception they were all nearby.
Factory worker.
After Robert decorated a vacant room, he put on the all-black equipment he just bought today, put on the black cloak, and went out.
"I will cook at night, remember to come back to eat." Vanessa glanced at his back and reminded.
"Got it." Robert waved his hand back and quickly entered the character.
He is here to protect Vanessa's safety, not to eat and drink for no reason, although the food here is several grades higher than the instant noodles and ham sausages in convenience stores.
Robert carefully observed the surrounding buildings and traffic conditions. It was certain that the gallery was on the edge of a crossroads, quite a distance from the central area, and even closer to the garden community not far away.
In addition, in addition to the stores facing the street, most of the buildings located inside are high-rise apartments where people live.
In order to study the escape route, Robert chose to walk into an alley next to the gallery, intending to take a look at the general layout of the residential area inside.
The residential area is actually a small community, with iconic iron gates and iron fences at the entrance.
Although it is said to be iconic, it is actually just a few less security guards. However, the security environment here is indeed much better than that of Hell's Kitchen, and there are not even a few gangsters along the street.
And if there is a gangster, Robert will not even be able to tell that he is a gangster. Most of his costumes have a sense of professional art. Rather than being a gangster, he is more like the boss of some place.
Just like this situation now.
Just as Robert was about to turn a corner, he heard unusual discussion coming from not far away.
"Boss Tombstone, what should we do next?"
"Yes, that guy Kingpin died in that fire. This is already a fact. I think we can start taking action and deal with the people from the other factions first."
"And that woman named Vanessa, you said, with that figure, that face, even if God shortens my life by ten years, I can't help it... Otherwise, I will give her to her first..." p>
"This Kingpin is just like shit on the roadside. He doesn't even know he is shit. He still wants to influence this kind of woman? I think we can do it tonight..."
The last man's voice confirmed the outcome of the conversation: "What you said makes sense. Kingpin is dead. Even if Kingpin's body is not found, the Vulture's body can mostly prove that their so-called plan has failed. Let's do it."
."
At the moment when Robert turned around, the voice of the man who spoke last suddenly appeared beside Robert.
"Also, this little brother, can you stay as a guest? Trust me, it only takes one night."
[You have unlocked a new hero illustration]
[Target detected——Tombstone (Lonnie Thompson)]
【Tombstone—Lonnie Thompson】
[Comprehensive level: street]
[Intelligence: 6]
【Strength: 3】
【Speed:2】
【Endurance: 2】
【Energy: 1】
[Skills currently mastered: Body Hardening (III), Primary Insulation (II), Body Surface Warming (II)]
[Evaluation: The ridicule in childhood gave him an unaffected heart when he grew up, followed by an indestructible body, and a gradually rising ambition]
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[The current tombstone illustration has been unlocked]
【Included in Street Level Illustrated Book】
[Strategy Index: 0%]
[Unlocking and lighting up rewards are being drawn...]
[Unlock light-up reward: Body surface warming]
【Surface warming (II)】
[How can the body warm up? Maybe you can try to boil water with your fingers. Of course, the upper limit of the intensity of the temperature increase is 100 degrees, and it cannot exceed five seconds at this intensity. The cooling time is twenty-four hours]<
/p>
The body surface heats up, but if the temperature rises to 100 degrees, it can only last for five seconds...
It seems that this skill is linked to energy.
But now is not the time to discuss this. Robert looked around and found that the three people in Tombstone had already outflanked him when they were talking. It seemed that they knew from the beginning that outsiders were eavesdropping, and they just used deception to pretend that they were still staying where they were.
Just land.
In fact, the three of them had quietly surrounded Robert.
Rob pulled up his hood and said with a smile: "Honestly, the way you dress up makes me think I have offended some business tycoon."
All the suits were straight, and even the short-haired man at the head had a red tie on his chest. His facial features seemed to be chiselled like jagged rocks, so profound that one could clearly count the number of lines on his face.<
/p>
His voice was also like the scraping of tombstones blown by the evening wind in the wilderness. It was codenamed Tombstone for a reason: "Thank you for your recognition, but we will not let you go unless you erase the memory of just now.
”
Robert showed a troubled smile: "That would be troublesome."
He said: "Originally, I wanted to call the police or something. After all, when the enemy's information is not clear, there are certain risks in taking action hastily."
"But since you all came to the door and opened it yourself, let's save a few lives."
Just when Tombstone was about to say a few more words, his emotionless pupils suddenly shrank!
This speed!
"Retreat!"
His tone was no longer as calm as before, but filled with impatience.