Subway Line 0, ID card, Wanpeng, Shangjing Survivors Alliance......

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Jiang Chen wasn't sure what was hidden in Metro Line 0, but he was sure of something.

That is Wan Peng, Head Ding, and even Archbishop Xu Tiannan of the Tomb Keeper Sect, all of whom have hidden something from themselves.

Especially about the subway line in Shangjing City, I'm afraid they didn't tell the truth at all.

Back upstairs, Jiang Chen found Lu Fan.

"Let the brothers get ready, it's time to go. ”

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Lu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile.

"Yuan ...... Boss, you're finally willing to go back. ”

"What?" Jiang Chen smiled, "Aren't you having fun on Ping'an Street?"

"Don't say it's playing, we're all about to break our hearts just for your safety. Lu Fan said with a bitter face.

"Haha," Jiang Chen smiled and patted Lu Fan's shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work." When you go back, I'll ask the cooker to cook a few catties of sauce beef for you, and a few bottles of good wine to relax and relax. ”

Goodo-

Hearing the braised beef, such a one-meter-eight man, he swallowed and spat very vividly.

"Look at you. Jiang Chen scolded with a smile and kicked him in the ass, "Hurry up, clean up for me in five minutes, if anyone doesn't roll over to gather after five minutes, Lao Tzu promises to let him drink all-you-can-drink soup." ”

"Hehe," rubbing his head embarrassedly, Lu Fan turned around and ran out the door.

During the time that Lu Fan was out, Jiang Chen returned to his room, opened the storage space, and took out a large box of subcrystals from it. 50,000 points of subcrystals is not a small amount, there are only more than 100,000 subcrystals in his storage space in total, and now he has directly used half of them.

However, when it came time to pay the money, Jiang Chen was not distressed at all. After all, the entire Ping'an Street still owes him 10 million, and it won't be long before someone from the Shangjing City Survivors Alliance will pull a truckload of Yajing and deliver it to his door.

This mere 50,000 subcrystals is just a drizzle.

It didn't take five minutes at all.

In less than a minute, the twenty guards were dressed and stood in a row in the living room of Jiang Chen's room.

They were still wearing the same mercenary outfits on the outside, but inside they were replaced by a powerful K2 exoskeleton.

Nodding with satisfaction, Jiang Chen opened his mouth to speak.

"We may run into trouble on the way back in a while, so let's keep my eyes peeled! If someone points a gun at us, don't talk nonsense, just pull out the gun and do it, do you hear that?"

"Yes!"

Twenty guards beat their chests with their right fists and replied in a sonorous and powerful voice.

……

After about ten minutes, the auction ended, and the hotel manager personally came to Jiang Chen's room with several assistants.

The pebble-sized subcrystals were piled up in the box, and the green was so green that it could almost shake the eyes of blind people, and the eyes of several assistant ladies were reflected in dark green. Even the hotel manager, who was used to seeing a large number of Yajing, couldn't help but swallow and spit at this moment.

The hotel manager personally went into battle, and the four subcrystalline quality analyzers swept for more than 20 minutes before the full box of subcrystals was counted.

The energy units contained in the subcrystals are a total of 5124 points.

And for the extra 124 points of subcrystal, Jiang Chen generously calculated their tip.

After the settlement, Jiang Chen took the ID card from the manager, put it in his arms, and asked casually, "Don't you have a bank here?"

"Where can there be that kind of thing," the hotel manager shook his head with a smile on his face, "There are only 100 denominations of crystal rolls issued by the city hall, and we usually use them for settlement of high-value goods." This kind of crystal roll can be exchanged for the same value of subcrystals from the city hall at any time, but it only circulates within the city walls of Ping'an Street, and it is a piece of waste paper when it comes out of Ping'an Street. ”

Speaking of which, the hotel manager sighed.

"I heard that Wanghai City in the south has a credit point payment system, and if there is one in Shangjing City, there is also one."

If you want to open a bank in the wasteland, it is impossible without absolute strength, and even the survivor alliance of Ping An Street does not have this strength.

Where there is no law, daring to open a bank is simply writing two big fat sheep on your face.

What's more, if you don't have enough strength, how can others believe that you can protect their property, and why should they rest assured that they can keep the ajing with you?

Jiang Chen pondered in his heart, maybe he could move NAC's bank to Shangjing City and open a branch here or something. The economic and trade exchanges between Shangjing City and Wanghai City are still very close, and it is absolutely necessary to open a bank.

It's just that these plans will have to wait until the CCP troubles are resolved.

……

Five kilometers away from Ping'an Street, under the Dongcheng Hospital building, a short man hurriedly ran into the hospital, showed his identification to the sentry in animal skin clothing at the door, and then ran upstairs.

On the edge of the parking lot, a bruised tiger brother was sitting on a chair, and the two cats on his face were gone, replaced by a few bandages. A woman in a nurse's outfit was kneeling between his legs at the moment, and from her haggard and numb appearance, it was clear that she had been abused.

With an expression of enjoyment on his face, Brother Tiger took out an inferior cigarette roll and lit it for himself.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and his little brother rushed in.

"Tiger, Brother Tiger!"

"Grass!"

was taken aback, Brother Tiger trembled and almost didn't leak out.

Kicking away the woman kneeling in front of him, he stood up with his belt on his trousers, and was just about to stare at him, but after seeing who was coming, his mood gradually stabilized.

Fastening his belt and sitting back on his boss's chair, Brother Tiger asked slowly.

"Is there a situation?"

"They're out of town!" said the short man, nodding his head and panting, "they've just left the south gate, and I've ordered someone to follow them." ”

"Very good," a vicious smile appeared on Brother Hu's face, grabbed a dagger from the table, and played with it in his hand, "You take dozens of people over and follow them back to the station." The men will kill them all, and the women will be kept for me. And the leader, bring me my hands and feet, remember to live. ”

"Yes, yes!" the man nodded hurriedly.

"Why don't you go yet?" Seeing that the little brother didn't move, Brother Tiger raised his eyebrows.

The short man smiled and bowed.

"That's right, before they left Ping'an Street, I sent someone to the Dorsett Hotel to inquire about their situation, and I heard a terrible news. ”

"Oh? Brother Tiger asked.

"These people are quite rich! Especially the leader, it should be a local tyrant from other provinces! I heard that they spent 50,000 Yajing at the Emgrand Hotel, just to buy a card that I don't know if it has any effect. ”

50,000 subcrystals!

As soon as he heard this number, Brother Hu's eyes suddenly turned red, and the red was so red that he could seep blood, and he couldn't wait for that card to be bought by himself.

"Grandma's, 50,000 Yajing bought a card?"

"It is said that the card is an ID card used to enter the security authentication of Line 0. But as you know, it's just a legend, and it's a big question if it's ever there. ”

The small eyes narrowed into a slit, and the color of greed flashed through Brother Tiger's pupils.

"In other words, that card is worth 50,000 Asian crystals?"

That's 50,000 subcrystals!

He'd never seen so many subcrystals in his life!

If he can have 50,000 Yajing, he can buy a set of power armor on Ping'an Street!

Stepping on the chair, Brother Tiger foamed, grabbed the rifle on the table, and suddenly fired at the ceiling.

Soon, gunshots were heard, and several of his henchmen rushed in.

Facing several good players under his command who dared to fight and kill, Brother Tiger stuck the dagger on the wooden table and shouted angrily.

"The grass is special! The fat sheep is out of the city, so let's hurry up and get ready! Bring the brothers, let's go and do a fucking ticket! Drive me out of our modified truck, do such a good job, and be chic all year round!"

"Oh!!"

"The boss is mighty!"

"Slaughter the fat sheep!"

The office resounded with the cheers of the marauders.

Looking at the scrappy little brothers, Brother Tiger's chest was boiling with hatred.

At the thought of the humiliation of the previous night, he longed to peel the man's skin, draw the man's tendons, and cut off his flesh and feed it to the dogs.

Yesterday's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold today!