Chapter 486: Clearance (1)
The heavy door closed behind Toei-Zero, and a green chip was thrown into the tombstone's hand.
"This guy is actually quite interesting, these are those friends he made in Shuangye City. At least now we don't have nothing to learn about the Eye of Septic. β
The tombstone carefully retrieved the entire chip, and the pair of blue eyes were drowned in the dense stream of data in front of them.
"Understood. So what is the purpose of the action? β
The purpose of the action?
The white fingertips tapped his chin lightly, and the tombstone's clear vision saw countless data molecules flowing in Toei Zero's fingertips.
"Sabotage operations based on the premise of maximizing the acquisition of intelligence. Kill, and intelligence. Simple and crude. β
He seemed to see a scarlet glow in those dark eyes.
"By the way, add one more."
The light shrouded the tombstone's cheeks, and he was shaken.
"Find Count Zero."
β¦β¦
The ruins of the West City.
This is the western edge of Shuangye Castle, and when the ruins are transformed from nouns to place names, the law will no longer be able to restrain the villains interspersed with the ruins.
The west side is the Impossible Zone.
But the name Pink Roar works well here.
The petite figure wraps itself in a thick coat, and a few strands of orange hair are slightly exposed under the black hood.
Gasoline has been banned worldwide, but petrol locomotives sprayed with this black exhaust can be seen everywhere here. The mobs roared and brandished primitive weapons as they roamed the shattered streets.
"Little thing!"
The alley was dark, and the homeless man sat on the corner.
"Hello?"
The boy stood in front of him, looking down at him.
"Do you know what this place is?"
"Old sir. You look like you've been lying here for quite some time. Don't you know what this place is? β
"Don't play tricks on me! Do you know who I am? β
The homeless man sprang up from the ground, and the trained veteran gunner put the muzzle of the gun against the boy's head.
"Little thing, I don't care what group you're in, this alley forbids unidentified guys to enter. All the orange stupid people I've seen in Xicheng District are over fifteen years old! β
"You're from an Icelandic pub?" The boy tilted his head, and the guard gunman, disguised as a homeless man, saw the cigarette in his mouth.
"FUCK, you smoke?"
"No, it's a lollipop."
"Get out, boy. This is not the place where you can come......"
The gunman froze suddenly.
A pale blue shockwave swept over him as if time had stood still, and he kept holding the gun to the boy's head, motionless.
But those eyes were like a filthy swamp, with ripples of surprise coming from them.
"You have new modified parts in your body, special radio signals that can temporarily make them lose control, just like now. Septic Eye, right? Well... I guess you don't know what this thing is, after all, it's just a janitor. β
His eyes widened as he watched as the boy stretched out a white palm, and the five knuckles suddenly parted, revealing the purple glowing knuckle device inside.
When the hand had reverted to a normal human palm, the gun had been removed from his hand and placed on the door of his head.
"Goodbye."
β¦β¦
"Pink Growl?"
The man with the cockscomb looked suspiciously at the little orange-haired boy in front of him.
"Isn't this a orange hair? How is it a little ghost? β
"That gentleman has some things that he can't do for a while. It is estimated that there will be three hours left to come out. So I was his spokesperson. Now can we meet your new boss? β
Cockscomb looked at his companion and sniffled hard.
"I remember that no one under the age of fifteen was allowed to enter our street. How did the old dog let you in? β
"That's easy."
The boy gently spit out the eco-friendly paper stick in his mouth, gently compared his hand to his temple, and a cruel smile appeared on his immature face.
βBangγβ
The surrounding thugs were stunned.
Then burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Did you see that? This kid said 'bang'? β
"Don't talk nonsense, we all have eyes hahaha!"
"It's the ears! Ear! β
"When did the little kids get so fun? Shouldn't we bring in some interesting children? β
The purple cockscomb laughed enough, and grabbed the boy who had returned to indifference: "You have a lot of appetite for me, boy." Although we all know that you can't take out the old dog...... Let's let the front let! Let's go, I'll take you to meet the new boss, Mr. Pink's new partner, let's talk as we go. β
The thugs made way for the two.
The old concrete building is adorned with green photonic panels that decorate the walls like jigsaw puzzles, and water pipes and various electronic devices are knotted together and snake in the corners. The boy even saw a piece of Van Gogh's work, presented in a projection frame. Through those pixel particles, you can also see the projection device behind it.
"The new boss has always had good taste. I heard that there is another boss on the head of this boss...... But boy, we have to say it first, we are earning face outside, and we can say whatever you want, just like you just did. But don't say that to the new boss, he likes something real. β
The boy was silent, and at some point he had bitten another lollipop in his mouth.
They walked up the steel staircase and up to the second floor, thugs' hands tapping softly through the photon panel in front of the synthetic wooden door.
"Alright, you can go in. Remember to be respectful. The thug leaned to the side, reached for a cigarette lighter with an exposed wire, and lit the inferior tobacco in his mouth.
The boy pushed open the wooden door and entered.
Incandescent room with green lights in the corners.
A man in proton robes had his back to him, surrounded by trembling thug leaders.
"No, Lord Feiyi is not happy with our current progress."
"You don't have to tell me, I know what to do."
He ended the comm and turned around to see the boy with the lollipop in his mouth, his green electronic eyes flashing.
"Where's Pink Roar?"
"I'm his spokesperson. Is it Mr. Miscellaneous Soldier with the Eye of Septic? β
The man's eyes flickered.
A group of thugs looked at each other in confusion.
Septic Eye? What's that?
"It seems that when your organization is carrying out the merger of forces, it will not easily reveal its name to these guys who are not even miscellaneous soldiers."
The man raised a palm and pressed down the guns from the thugs' hands.
"Who told you that name?"
"Actually, Mr. Miscellaneous Soldier." The boy gently raised a palm, and a holographic projection ejected from his palm, "Isn't Mr. Fei Yi supposed to die at the High City Expo Center?" β
Silent.
Boast!
The wooden door was slammed open, and the thugs led by the cockscomb head rushed in with live rifles: "Grass! You're killing an old dog! β
"Kill him."
Under the leader's deep voice, the live ammunition guns around him spewed yellow flames, and the bullets turned into dense streamers and rushed towards the boy.
The boy gently lifted a tiny device, and the sharp bullet instantly turned to the device that was glued to it, and the clanging sound rang out. More bullets were still flying upwards, densely wrapped in huge iron balls, until the sound of guns jamming could be heard in all directions.
"This is the orange cat, the trace of the Eye of Septic."
The boy lowered his hand from his ear and walked unhurriedly towards the leader.
"Stop him!"
The cyborg roared and ran to the window to the side, stopping abruptly just as he was about to jump out of the window.
A pale blue shockwave swept across the room, and everyone froze in place like sculptures, motionless except for their trembling eyes.
The boy stopped in front of the leader, his split fingers restored.
He kept running like this, watching a pistol against his head.
"The first." ()
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