When Jason said this, he looked to the left and quietly to the right.
He looked cautious, but he couldn't hide the greed in his eyes.
It's like he wants to get benefits, but is extremely afraid of it.
Seeing Jason like this, the 'collaborator' and 'trader' breathed a sigh of relief.
This look is so common for them.
In other words, 90% of the residents in the "City That Never Sleeps" are like this.
The remaining 10%?
After encountering similar things like this, 90% of the time it will become like this.
As for the remaining 0.01?
They will choose a more direct and straightforward approach.
Not without kindness and compassion.
People with such merits would have died long ago.
Even if they die, they will be sent to a cannery in a certain district.
Jason was lucky and didn't die.
Nor was it sent to the cannery.
However, Jason also learned to hide Zai Jiang's kindness and compassion.
There is no deeper purpose.
Just to survive.
If possible, I would like to live a better life.
So, let’s improve our acting skills.
It's like he's not already a movie star.
He is good at improvisation.
Not to mention, there is real life experience.
You know, Jason himself is a resident of the 'City That Never Sleeps'.
Everything is so real.
Everything is so logical.
‘Collaborators’ and ‘traders’ have entered the game.
After the two looked at each other, they said almost in no particular order -
"The entrance to District 31 is at 1-16 Nandel Street, District 29."
"My collaborator is: 'Kim'."
There is no hesitation or hesitation. There is no need to hesitate in the situation in front of you.
Because the two of them had already made up their minds, as long as Jason helped one of them kill the other, then Jason would be the one to die next.
There is no such thing as treachery.
It's not a vain pretense.
Both sides are taking advantage.
Very simple kind.
Once they have been used, they will be killed when necessary and buried when necessary.
Jason also knew this very well, but at this time, Jason showed it deliberately.
"1-16 Nandel Street in the 29th arrondissement... 1-16 Nandel Street in the 29th arrondissement..."
Jason kept talking about this.
As if afraid of forgetting.
Then, he confirmed that he had written it down and looked at the 'collaborator'.
"'gold'?"
Jason tried hard to remember, but this was an unfamiliar name, or a code name.
It's not a disguise this time.
It's true.
Jason had really never heard of this name before.
The only big shot he had limited contact with before was the 'old man'.
And this ‘Jin’ is a big shot in the eyes of the ‘old man’.
He was completely a character that he had never seen before at his level, let alone heard about.
Jason's genuine reaction made the 'collaborators' and 'traders' put aside their last concerns.
The guy in front of me is really a guy who hopes to get lucky.
There are guys like this everywhere in the 'city that never sleeps'.
It's really great.
Not some guy with ulterior motives.
It is naturally extremely easy for a group of people to kill each other.
"Well, 'Kim' - maybe you don't know this name, but your boss should have heard of it, he is the real 'big shot'!"
The ‘collaborator’ nodded and said.
It was obvious that although he had put down his worries, this 'collaborator' was not willing to mention more 'gold'.
It's not some pretense.
But...
timid!
Although the other party behaved normally, Jason 'smelled' something like this.
Every time those little animals see him, they will smell like this.
‘Gold’?
Jason remembered this name deep in his heart.
Then, he turned back and looked at the 'trader'.
"How do I enter Area 31?"
Jason asked.
"Enter from 1-16 South Del Street in the 29th arrondissement."
'Trader' laughed.
Suddenly, a fierce expression appeared on Jason's face.
"You know! That's not what I'm talking about!"
"I'm talking about how to get in, not where it is!"
"besides!"
"What's in it?"
Jason looked stern and angry.
"Okay, okay, I just understood it wrong."
The 'trader' raised his hand very apologetically, but the opponent who was hanging upside down looked strange and uncomfortable. The 'trader' took advantage of the situation and said: "Put me down.
Let me tell you, it’s really uncomfortable to talk like this.”
"impossible!"
"If you don't tell me this, you will always be hanging!"
Jason shook his head very simply.
Moreover, as soon as he turned around, he picked up a submachine gun on the ground and pointed it at the 'trader'.
"Hey, man, calm down."
"It's not difficult to enter Area 31, as long as you have a sufficiently important introduction from a member of Area 31, or you are willing to pay the price - sign a contract and become a resident of Area 31. Of course, you have to show your
You have to be worthy to be able to sign such a contract. If you just want to go and have a look, I suggest you not to go. You will lose your life if you take even a look there."
"As for what's in it?"
"I have no idea."
The 'trader' who was pointed at gunpoint immediately became 'honest'.
"you do not know?"
Jason looked frightened and angry, as if he felt that he had been tricked by the other party, and raised the muzzle of the gun again.
"Of course I don't know!"
"I'm not a member of Area 31!"
'Trader' said matter-of-factly.
But Jason didn't believe a word of this sentence.
It's very simple. The rumored 'Area 31' cannot be known to an outsider.
If it had been known to an outsider so easily, it would be impossible for the 'Lost Area 31' to become an urban legend of the 'City That Never Sleeps'.
Therefore, the other party is most likely a resident of Area 31.
The eyes of the 'collaborator' on the side flickered.
Obviously, he thought the same thing as Jason.
Moreover, ‘collaborators’ think more.
‘Freedom Army’!
The 'Freedom Army' is in 'Area 31'!
This is what the 'trader' himself says.
Then the rumored ‘Area 31’ is the home base of the ‘Freedom Army’.
If that's the case...
The ‘collaborator’ lowered his eyes and began to plan.
"So that's it, then...where is the 'Freedom Army'?"
Jason drew out his tone.
The ‘collaborator’ was stunned.
The ‘trader’ was also stunned.
"The 'Freedom Army' is in 'Area 31'!"
'Trader' said this.
"Stop lying, you are from the 'Freedom Army'. You just said that the 'Freedom Army' is in 'Area 31', but you just said that you are not a resident of 'Area 31'."
"One is the 'Freedom Army' and the other is the 'Lost Area 31'. Both are famous urban legends."
"I don't believe it's that simple!"
Jason's face showed pride.
Seeing the pride on Jason's face, the expression of the 'collaborator' changed.
He was almost deceived just now.
Previously, the 'Trader' only said that the 'Free Army' was in 'Area 31', and then he asked about 'Area 31', but not whether the 'Free Army' was really in 'Area 31'.
Such simple words shouldn't be able to be hidden from him.
Secret technique!
Extraordinary power!
In an instant, the 'collaborator', who thought of something, stared at the 'trader' angrily.
The 'trader' frowned.
"You didn't ignore that?"
'Trader' asked in a deep voice.
"Ignore?"
"How could I ignore such a simple thing?"
"Tell you, I..."
Jason said proudly, but only halfway through his words, Jason seemed to have thought of something and turned around and ran away.
A look of horror.
Sweat covered his forehead.
Anyone who saw it would think Jason was terrified.
Or just think that there is something scary and chase Jason.
Especially, Jason shouted as he ran.
"It's not me! I don't know anything! Don't kill me!"
The voice was horrified.
He looked like he was being threatened and his life was about to end.
"well!"
Suddenly, a sigh came.
A figure walked out of the shadows on the side.
Worn overalls, a denim jacket with holes, medium build, unshaven beard, messy hair, eyes slightly squinted, looking like he hadn't woken up, but after seeing this middle-aged man, the 'trader' was overjoyed.
"Boss!"
'Trader' shouted.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and did not answer. He looked straight in the direction where Jason was escaping.
Jason was still running, looking back as he ran.
He seemed to be worried about being caught up.
When he saw that the middle-aged man didn't move, he breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a hint of malicious sarcasm in the squinted eyes of the depressed middle-aged man.
Just like his pretentious sigh before.
He didn't think Jason, a 'tool man', could survive.
In fact, that's it -
puff!
A cold light passed across Jason's throat.
Jason was unprepared, took two steps forward, clutched his throat and fell to the ground.
Blood spurted out.
Jason covered his throat with his hands, turned his head, and looked behind him.
It was as if he wanted to see who killed him before he died.
But the moment he turned his head, his whole person lost his breath.
A black figure holding a long knife didn't even look at Jason who fell to the ground. He stared at the unshaven middle-aged man with piercing eyes, and a slightly excited voice came from his mouth: "Gee!"
"I didn't expect it to be you!"
"Leader of the 26th District of the Free Army!"
"Unexpectedly, we caught a big fish!"
The black figure holding a long knife walked over as he spoke.
As for Jason?
He has confidence in his sword skills.
That knife was enough to completely take away Jason's life.
What's more, the knife is still poisonous.
Therefore, Jason must be a dead man.
There is no need to worry about the dead.
Moreover, compared to the dead people behind him.
The guy named 'Ji' in front of me is the one worth noting.
The leader of the 'Freedom Army' in District 26 is a bastard who has ruined the boss's affairs many times and caused them to lose troops. This time the boss has set up such a big plan to clean up pests like the 'Freedom Army', but he didn't think of directly killing them.
The boss of the 'Freedom Army' in District 26 was lured out.
this……
It’s so good!
"If I take your head back, the boss might give me a letter of introduction to the 'upper' area!"
After the black figure holding a long knife finished speaking, he rushed towards the unshaven middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man approached with a long knife, he had already raised his hand and made a pistol gesture.
Bang!
It was obviously a pistol that was being drawn with his fingers, but the sound of gunshots rang out in the air.
Real gunfire!
bite!
The long knife in the black shadow's hand swung, and sparks appeared on the blade, but his figure continued to move forward without stopping.
The depressed middle-aged man pointed at the black shadow with his hand and kept making "bang bang bang" sounds from his mouth.
Invisible bullets rushed towards the black shadow.
However, there is no way to stop the black shadow.
Close!
Closer!
The ‘collaborators’ and ‘traders’ even saw the black shadow’s evil smile.
"Ji, I'll take your head!"
The black shadow shouted and swung the knife in his hand.
However, such a sure-fire sword failed.
It cannot be said to be a failure.
The long knife passed over the neck of the depressed middle-aged man.
but,
There is no feeling of being cut into flesh and blood at all.
Of course, it's not a ghost.
It's the real thing.
Moreover, this physical object——
boom!
Like a bundle of grenades exploding, flames shot up into the sky.
The black figures holding long knives, the 'collaborators', and the 'traders' were all shrouded in flames.
The 'collaborators' and 'traders' who bore the brunt were directly torn apart by the explosion.
The black figure holding a long knife quickly waved the long knife.
The sword light connected into one piece, including himself.
A shield composed entirely of sword light was formed in an instant.
Fire and shrapnel were all blocked by this sword shield.
And about ten meters away, the depressed middle-aged man appeared again.
It is different from the sleepy look before.
This time, the depressed middle-aged man opened his eyes with a hint of madness. He gestured with his hands like guns, and kept making "bang bang bang" sounds from his mouth, and his saliva flowed out.
The shield of sword light that had managed to defend itself against the explosion was shattered by the outpouring of invisible bullets.
Bloody flowers appeared on the black shadow's body.
Rolling backwards.
The depressed middle-aged man is chasing after him.
Bang bang bang!
More invisible bullets hit the black shadow.
Blood flowers bloom one after another.
After being hit by ten shots in a row, the black shadow seemed to have lost its mobility, and even the long knife in his hand fell down, leaving only gasping and vomiting blood.
Blood mixed with internal organ fragments was spit out one by one.
The scarred face, stained by blood, looked even more ferocious.
"Oh, the 'Six Evil Dogs of Gold'?"
"It really opened my eyes."
"bit."
The depressed middle-aged man said sarcastically.
"Although you made that guy immune to my 'language trap', you are not very smart yourself. Not only are you not smart, you are also very reckless - because you are used to the name 'Six Evil Dogs of Gold', and
Are you completely lost?"
The depressed middle-aged man continued talking.
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The black shadow named 'Bit' wanted to struggle to sit up.
but--
Bang!
After another shot from the air gun, the shadow seemed to have completely lost its mobility and fell to the ground again.
"What did I make him 'immune'? I didn't do anything!"
The black shadow said this, turned around and raised his hand to touch his long knife.
Bang!
The air gun fired again, and this shot penetrated the black shadow's palm.
Moreover, the depressed middle-aged man raised his foot and kicked the long knife farther away.
After doing all this, the depressed middle-aged man turned around and looked at the black shadow.
"My brain is not very good, but your vitality is really beyond expectation. An ordinary person would have died long ago after being shot by me. You have been shot more than a dozen times and you are still able to move. It is really amazing."
The depressed middle-aged man said loudly.
As for what the shadow said?
He didn't believe it at all.
If the black shadow hadn't helped the 'postman', how could an ordinary 'postman' avoid his men's 'language trap'.
"Jin, did I just send you?"
"One of the 'Six Evil Dogs' is simply not enough..."
puff!
Before he could say "Look at the words", a long knife passed over the neck of the depressed middle-aged man.
It was the long knife that was kicked away.
Came back again.
No one holds a knife.
Just like that, I flew back by myself.
The head of the depressed middle-aged man flew up, and the blood in his chest flew up more than two meters with a pop.
The black shadow smiled strangely.
"To deal with you rats, one of the 'Six Evil Dogs' is enough!"
There was pride and pride in his voice.
And at this moment——
"You say, a vicious dog catches a mouse... does that count as a dog catching a mouse?"
