When the SAT entered the bank, Fei Lun and the others were long gone. Along with them, there are millions of dollars. This baffled SAT members, who couldn't figure out how the other person had disappeared right under their noses. And when the thunderous police chief demanded a thorough investigation of the damage, he was surprised to find that everything was intact except for the bank itself, which had lost a counter and a few glasses, and there were no casualties at all.

And, of course, that money.

The robbery of JPMorgan Chase Bank immediately caused the entire city to become nervous, with police cars whizzing through the streets and even news of bank robberies on television. As for the portraits of Fei Lun and others, they were naturally completely released.

But for Pheren, it's not that difficult. In the past, he was wanted all over the world, but he still ate and drank spicy food. Now it's just a small part of New York, and in Fallon's opinion, it's not even a small trouble. On the other hand, he was more interested in the video that Kulona transmitted.

"I've basically seen all of your conversations with that man."

Sitting on the couch, Fallon picked up a bottle of Coke next to him. It's an apartment and the décor is passable. For now, Faren and the others regard this place as their resting place for the time being. Of course, they didn't have to worry at all about the sudden return of the owner of the house——— because they had already tied them up and thrown them into the basement.

"So, tell me what you think of this group of people?"

"I don't know ........."

In the face of Faerun's inquiry, the elf girl had long lost the composure she had when talking to the man, but was a little cramped and uneasy.

He said it seriously......... But I think......... He seems to be wary of us........."

"He's just wary of us."

Compared to the elven girl, Kurona's answer was firmer——— the inhabitants of the wasteland were not covered in their sense of danger.

Because those who could not perceive the danger would have died a hundred and eighty times long ago.

"Even though the man seemed relaxed and friendly to us, he looked out every five minutes and I could sense it. Across the street from the window, sat a woman. She also looks here every five minutes. Obviously, they weren't as welcoming our presence as they said they were, and if we did anything at that time, the people they were ambushing next to them would do it. ”

"But didn't you almost do it then?"

Kurona didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as she said it, the elf girl remembered that the little guy had been holding the pistol tightly throughout the conversation, and if she hadn't pressed it herself, she would have shot a long time ago.

"yes, so what? Big sister? I've flagged all of them, and if they dare to do it, then kill them all. ”

Outsiders would be shocked to hear such words from the mouth of a little girl who was not yet thirteen years old. But the truth is that neither Feren nor Eluka and the others react to this, as if what Kurona said is a matter of course.

"How many of them are there?"

Feren put down the Coke bottle in his hand and asked. Kurona thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"Fifteen."

"Where's the armament?"

"Low limit."

In the wasteland, the so-called low-level armament is a little better than the normal person, not using sticks or axes or the like, but actually starting to use firearms. To put it bluntly, it is the level of a gun per person, of course, this level in the wasteland is also a level that will make ordinary civilians tremble, and those who have a little ability will not take them seriously.

"I see."

Hearing this, Pheren nodded, he had almost guessed what these people wanted to do.

As the elven girl thought, these people had apparently controlled the city for a long time. Of course, they don't seem particularly well manned, but what does it matter. If the elven girl gets the right information, then the city is repeating its previous life every day. So as long as there is something different, it can be noticed immediately.

And their group of people is numerous, well-equipped, and bold. But the fact that he was completely undetected by this self-proclaimed group of the Awakened before he appeared apparently surprised the other party and became alarmed.

This is also the case when a gang boss finds himself on his turf who doesn't know when a group of Sicilian family members will come, and if he doesn't react, he will be stupid.

"Call me."

Feren held out her hand, and the elven girl took the note and handed it over. According to the man, the note will be "refreshed" tomorrow, but today, the note will still work.

Feron casually took the phone next to him, and then dialed the number on the note.

"Dut......... ........."

"Click."

After a few moments, the phone was connected, and a voice rang out.

"Hey."

"You're looking for me?"

Feren came up without any politeness, these people were no threat to him, at least for now, they were a swarm of ants. What's more, Feren never liked to be trapped, and unlike Kurona, Feren had a deeper understanding of human behavior before the Cataclysm. He doesn't want to be rode on the head by a gang leader, this is the United States, you have to keep your head down, I'm afraid that the hooligans on the street will dare to shoot you. What if these people wake up?

The reason why Fei Lun chose to retreat was that he planned to squeeze more information from these people, who were also local snakes, and should have a deeper understanding of this place than him.

"That's right, you're the ones who caused the commotion for the past two days."

A voice with a strong German accent came from the other side, and hearing this voice, Pheren raised his eyebrows.

"So what?"

"We'd like to be able to talk to you guys a bit."

"Communication?"

"Yes, I don't know when you showed up, but I hope we can find a moment to talk about it. Perhaps you have discovered that it is very difficult for us to escape from this great cage, and in this situation we need to unite more of the Awakened........."

It's funny.

Hearing this, the corners of Faeron's mouth curled slightly.

The other party's speech was neither humble nor arrogant, and it did not have the tone that Fei Lun initially thought wanted to absorb. On the contrary, their attitude sounds very sincere, which is strange. A second dangerous object appeared on the territory controlled by a gang, and the first thing they thought about was not to eliminate and suppress, but to win over?

Ah......... Could it be that this means that in addition to the Sicilian family, there are Colombian drug lords in this urban area?

Is this to change from a two-strong confrontation to a three-legged stand?

"I see."

After listening to the other party's meaningless clichés, Fei Lun spoke.

"Frankly, we're really interested in that, and we'd like to find a place to talk about it if we can."

"Of course, there is no problem."

The other party also seemed to be sure that Feron would accept his invitation, so he was not surprised at all when he received this answer.

"Then tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, on the third floor of the Shelley Hotel, I will be waiting for you to come."

"That's it."

Hearing this, Fei Lun replied, and then directly put down the phone in his hand.

Then he raised his head, looked at the crowd who were looking at him curiously, and spoke.

"Prepare, we're going to the feast tomorrow."