The port is not named because of its large number of ports, but rather from a direct transliteration of an Asian language, although it is also true that there are many ports. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Disembarking from the port of discharge, there was not much to notice them, and Patrick did not notice a police presence nearby.

Next to the port is a beautiful beach, and it is spring and summer, so it must be a very comfortable journey to the beach. It's a pity that Patrick is not so laid-back, and his memories of the sea are limited to diving, blasting submarines.

Madness unlocks a new car in a port container, and Patrick uses brute force to open the container and push the cart out. Although it is a new car without a license plate, it is enough to drive a journey.

"Leonard's side has negotiated, after all, a fair and hard price to refuse," said Mad Mania, "and the meeting is scheduled to take place in three days' time, in his temporary hideout, and he will let us know when the time comes." ”

"I see, then let's go to our base here. ”

There is no shortage of high-rise buildings like Haibo Longdu in Heijing Port, and the development level of the city can completely keep up, the difference lies in the humanity here. Whether urban or suburban, the area here seems to be divided into patches of areas, with distinct differences from one area to another. The stunning sky-top complex suddenly transforms into family houses, and a small temple sits silently at a corner of a deserted crossroads, and statues of mythical beasts are covered in moss.

Even the road will suddenly change to another way, the asphalt road is fine, and the ground is too abrupt to change to stone bricks.

The general division of faults, Patrick also understood, was divided according to the characteristics of different countries in the past. It's understandable that different people are used to living in different environments, but it's also too messy.

Patrick slammed on the brakes before hitting the stone pavement, and the two girls in the back seat almost flipped over.

"Hey, don't you know how to see Luga?" shouted the passer-by who was almost knocked off by Patrick in a language that no one could understand.

Could it be that there is a sidewalk ahead? Patrick couldn't figure it out, waiting for the episode to pass.

"Let's get out of the car and walk, it's almost there anyway. He said.

After passing through a red "door", everyone stepped onto the neatly cut and tiled stone brick road, some of which had been broken, and the overall impact was not great. Under the street lamps on both sides of the road, there are red balls, and I have the impression that this kind of thing is called lanterns, of course, this backward lighting equipment is only used for decoration in contemporary times.

The buildings on both sides of the street are also very different, and there are many houses made of wood, and the smell of paint and other smells are mixed into the air, and there is no pungent feeling.

As they crossed a stream, the carvings on the stone arch bridge gave Patrick a familiar feel. It's as if they once had a one-sided relationship, but it was a short but impressed one-time impression on him......

"Master, do you remember, when we first arrived in S05, the commander was holding a red festival. ”

He remembered the scene of ten years ago, the red streets, the festival like a flame.

"That's not a festival, it's a festival. ”

He still remembers that he promised G41 to spend the Spring Festival together...... But it's already over now, and we can only wait until next year.

"Okay, we're here. Madness said.

"Huh, is it here?" asked Kira.

An old wooden house with a folding wooden door and a threshold that has been preserved. Above the door, there is a plaque with three large characters written in Chinese characters: Bencao Tang.

It was indeed beyond their expectations, but they didn't expect that there would be such an antique-level old house at the address given by the commander, not to mention whether this old house would be offended, this street would probably not be able to withstand their toss.

Patrick stepped over the threshold and as soon as he entered, he smelled stale.

"It's herbs, there's a lot of them!" Kira said.

"Of course, this is the hospital, the lifeblood of this street. ”

It was an old woman who spoke, and she lifted the curtain and stepped out of the inner part of the house.

"Hospital...... Is it a clinic-like place?"

"Yes, young man, you're quite conspicuous. The old woman smiled, "You don't look like people here, what's the matter with coming to the ugly medical hall?"

Patrick didn't know how to answer, and said that the old lady didn't understand their purpose, and if it was to find someone, he couldn't tell who it was.

But Patrick thought too much, and the old woman seemed to understand after seeing G41 and Somi.

"Ah, I see. Such a lovely girl, she must be a friend of Jin Jiju, right? Are you here to travel and play with them?"

"Uh, uh-huh. Patrick replied, though he didn't know who Kim Ji Ju was.

"Xiaoju! Xiaoju! sigh...... Why is this kid squatting in the house and not coming out?"

Patrick walked over to the counter, and if he guessed correctly, there was probably someone hiding behind it. The head of a rabbit puppet......

Really...... It was a humanoid known to Patrick, lying behind the counter.

"The boy is called Cyclamen, and he's a very good boy. The old woman introduced, "Little rabbit, get up and say hello, you can't be rude~"

"Cyclamen is also called Rabbit Flower. Madness whispered to him.

I see, the name M99 is quite appropriate...... In this way, the tactical figures here all use similar pseudonyms, and Patrick has a rough idea of who the figures supporting them in Blackhorn Harbor are.

At this point, M99 looked up and looked at Patrick with a look of almost supplication.

"Long time no see, rabbit. "At this time, calling M99 is inevitably too uninteresting.

"Eh, long...... That one...... Thank you ......."

Oops, the M99 doesn't look like it's what to call itself.

"You know each other, tell me earlier!" said the old woman happily.

"Yes, ma'am, we've known them for a long time. ”

"That's good, I'm still worried that they are nested in this old alley and have no friends. It's not good, I'm afraid it will affect their future. These children's names are the same as flower names, they are good-looking and good-looking...... Seriously, they've taken care of me until now, and I don't know how to thank them. ”

"Don't worry, they're great people. Patrick said.

"Stay a little longer, and the others will be back soon. Look, just as she was talking, Yu Linglong came back. ”

Following the old woman's smiling eyes, Patrick turned to look at the door. A tactical humanoid under the pseudonym of Jade Linglong, he walked to the door and was about to say something, when he saw Patrick, he was stunned. With a white skirt uniform, black stockings and a blue ribbon on the chest, plus a satchel, it is obvious that she is a mature female office worker.

They hadn't officially met, but Patrick had long been known to the Commander's men, and she couldn't tell at a glance that Patrick was not surprised.

"Well, Grandma Jiang," Yu Linglong said with a smile and a wave to Patrick, "I have something to talk to about this gentleman." ”

Patrick told Kira to stay with the old lady in the infirmary, and followed the human figure out into the street.

"Are you...... Mr. Patrick Flo, right?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"Well, actually, we can probably understand when you come here, but ......"

"But what?"

The girl bit her lower lip, as if determined, and bowed deeply to Patrick.

"......I'm really sorry! Can't help you enough!"

Patrick sighed, he had expected such a development.

"Tell me about it, 95. ”

"We're not going to fight with guns anymore, we want to live the life of ordinary people, sir. And...... As you can see, Grandma Jiang is very good to us, and we don't want her to see it, our horrible side. So...... I'm so sorry, sir!"

"Loved ones. ”

"Huh?"

"I understand, 95, you don't have to apologize. "It's not just the old lady, I'm guessing the whole street treats you well." ”

"Sir?"

"Let's make a deal, 95. ”

Type 95 straightened up.

"Deal?"

"Yes," Patrick said, "I'm going to help the people here deal with problems that must be dealt with by force, and you expose yourself as a tactical humanoid. ”

"How can you ...... like this?"

"For me, the rain of bullets is a normal life, but I can accept the calm routine at any time. I'll prove to you that someone who pulls the trigger doesn't mean terrible. ”

Patrick patted 95 on the shoulder.

"Think about it. ”