16. Wanted

After completing the physical examination, Jian Ling refused Huo Hao's send-off, rented a hovering car alone, and flew straight to Pengke Town.

As soon as she got out of the car, she sensed that something was wrong, there were many more people in the town than usual, and there were many unfamiliar faces. They didn't look out of the ordinary, but the alert Jian Ling still keenly caught the slightest hint of the unusual.

I noticed that there were a lot of people gathered in front of the bulletin board, pointing at the newly posted notice on the bulletin board.

She leaned over and looked at it twice, it was a bounty wanted warrant, the target was an intelligent robot that killed people without blinking, and then looked at the information of this robot, she immediately froze.

Names: Bertha, Barb, Nanni, Claire...... (No fixed name)

Codename: Zero

Origin: Deep Blue Planet

Characteristics: Aged about seventeen or eighteen, with short silver hair, cold-blooded and ruthless, powerful lethality, mood and uncertainty, and extremely high risk factor.

This is followed by a series of statements from the government, saying that traces of wanted criminals have been found in this vicinity recently, and the police are doing their best to investigate, and if anyone can provide useful clues, the government of the Deep Blue Planet will reward 300,000 crystal coins.

Jian Ling couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, 300,000 crystal coins are enough for a well-off family to spend thirty years without worrying about food and clothing, this dark blue planet is really a local tyrant.

She didn't go directly to the sea of logs to look for Moore, she walked around the town alone, and probably estimated that there were more than 100 new unfamiliar faces, basically all of them were policemen with guns, and there were some scattered mercenaries.

In terms of Moore's abilities, those dozens of cops are not much of a threat, mainly those mercenaries who specialize in taking bounty missions. These people are of unknown origin, and without many of the constraints of the regular army, it is better not to collide head-on until their specific strength is not known.

Moore is very alert, he should be well aware of his situation by now, the plainclothes police in the town are everywhere, and there are hidden cameras in many places, he certainly won't be stupid enough to stay here and be rounded up.

Thinking of this, Jian Ling quickly left Pengke Town and came to the entrance of the Sea of Logs.

From afar, she saw a lot of policemen guarding outside the tree, she crooked the sea of trees and turned around, basically there will be a policeman every ten meters, it seems that the government has been comprehensively searching for this sea of trees, but judging from their current state of alert, they should not have found Moore.

He was neither in the town nor in Jukai, so where else could he go?

Moore is not a person who likes to run around, there are only two or three places he will go, and where else will he go other than these two places? A flash of spiritual light flashed, and Jian Ling suddenly remembered a place.

She followed the route that Moore had drawn for her before and came to the underground trading market hidden under the **** musical fountain.

It is the largest black town centre in the Welsh Empire, where tens of thousands of grey deals are successful every day. Whether it's women and children, illegal drugs, or even illegal guns and bullets, there is nothing you can't think of here, and there is nothing you can't buy, but only if your pocket is rich enough.

As soon as she entered, two men who dyed her hair in colorful colors stopped her, whistling and looking at her from her feet to her feet, while laughing in a daze: "This beautiful **** looks very raw, the first time you came here?" ”

Moore had told her that any customer who came to the underground market for the first time would be forcibly searched and a deposit of 10,000 crystals would be paid. It seems to be a very unreasonable demand, but the purpose is just to prevent some plainclothes police officers who do not know whether they are alive or dead.

She nonchalantly pulled out her pistol, hooked her fingers on the trigger, and spun the phone round and round: "It was the bad old man with the blue veins who introduced me." ”

This is the method that Moore taught her.

The two men glanced at each other, spread their hands helplessly and smiled: "When did that guy with blue veins get such a beautiful ****?" I didn't even tell my brothers, I was so stingy, a profiteer with no humanity"

Their gaze was still very erotic, but they took the initiative to give way to it.

As Jian Ling walked between them, they suddenly laughed and quickly reached out and touched her buttocks.

At the moment when his finger was about to touch it, the beautiful **** in front of him suddenly disappeared

In the blink of an eye, they were pushed from behind, and the two collided straight together, and the hand that had not had time to withdraw fell on the crotch of each other's pants

With a click, the two of them were instantly petrified.

Jian Ling, who was the initiator, turned around, walked inside without looking back, raised his right hand holding the gun and shook it in mid-air: "Since you want to touch it so much, you two good friends can touch each other."

The light in the trading market is very dim, and there are surging heads everywhere, people rubbing shoulders one after another, all kinds of skin colors and various costumes, and people are dazzled to see. In order not to be recognized, some people will wear strange masks or large cloaks to cover their faces.

Among them are businessmen, there are also customers, and many of them have the dual identity of merchants and customers.

Trading was everywhere, and as soon as Jian Ling took a few steps, he saw three successful transactions going on beside him.

No papers, no taxes, this is a haven for wanted criminals and outlaws.

She also bought a large cloak to cover herself, and made her way through the dense crowds, avoiding the ubiquitous groping, to the very center of the trading market. There is a large circular service desk with a glowing blue crystal ball in the middle, which casts a three-dimensional image into the air.

Most of them are special purchase and sale notices, and some **** businessmen will borrow a few **** advertisements here, the advertising content is all kinds of shameless, *** pictures are staged repeatedly, and some male creatures are boiling blood.

The service desk is a device that the market is open to everyone, and there are many customers and businessmen around it, Jian Ling found a vacant seat, and quickly entered a row of words, and the effect was increased by adding red.

Soon, the stereoscopic image showed nothing but a row of dazzling red characters - dear, please pay attention to your side, if there is a silver boy with big watery black eyes, pay attention, this person has a history of rabies, please send it to the service desk quickly if you find it

Many people don't understand what rabies is, so they curiously use communicators to search the Internet, and they find a series of thrilling keywords.

Contagion, paralysis, death...... This ancient disease, which has been circulating for thousands of years, is mysterious and terrifying.

Immediately, the crowd erupted in shouts and curses.

"Who the hell is here with a sick turtle son, what a fuck"

"By not going to the doctor when you are sick, and coming here to harm others, Nima and Mu have a sense of public morality"

"Nima, fuck off, Uncle Ben is a wig, I don't believe you're bullshit, Nima is really bullshit?"

"Dead open point, don't push brother, you have rabies, you have rabies"

……

Five minutes later, more than a dozen silver-haired men were pushed out, looking at Jian Ling angrily: "Who is sick?" You pull him out immediately, and I'll shoot him with one shot."

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