The silence of the night is gone.

A little more sound.

The sound of rain, gunshots, crackling.

"Smack!"

A headless corpse collapsed into a puddle of water on the ground, making a blood-red splash.

Dead a two-story owner.

One more borderland.

Bursting bones and blood splattered the vehicle behind him.

The driver was shocked and panicked.

A man who conquered an area with his strength, just like that, his head exploded and fell in front of his eyes.

"Drip-drip-"

Horn sounds.

Crazy horn sounds.

Piercing, enough to break through the encirclement of the sound of rain.

After all, the driver is also a person who has a human life in his hands and grew up in a cruel place like a mixed zone.

He knew there was a hunter in the dark.

It's powerful.

Can't sit still!

Otherwise, this rain will be completely stained red with blood!

He reacted quickly and yelled as hard as he could, trying to get his voice on the public channel.

"Our boss was killed with a sniper rifle!"

Sniper rifles.

A thermal weapon that is not very common in the mixed zone.

The last time Lu Wen smashed the field, most of the people who were aimed at him from behind were only pistols and rifles.

Such weapons, even if they exist, in places like the mixed zone, it is difficult to find suitable users.

The sound of a dead machine was heard in the public channel.

Match the constant honking outside.

Everyone came to their senses in unison.

It turned out that the strange sound coming from the public channel just now was the sound of a head bursting.

"Drive!"

"Where's the Golden Bear?"

"Leave him alone!"

Rainstorm.

Night.

Noisy.

Many of you are working your way up in the mixed area.

They know that there is nothing more uncomfortable than the situation in front of them.

There are no bulletproof cars in the mixed area, and getting a good-looking car is enough to give a façade to the second floor.

Ivan's one may be bulletproof.

But it doesn't have to be able to protect against the sniper rifle in the dark in the distance.

"Why is this rain so heavy, Gan, is the rainfall system broken, and those pure humans in the higher world won't repair it regularly?"

The owner of a certain two-story building cursed.

On the windshield, the rain seems to be an unbreakable stream.

The wipers have been turned up to maximum gear, but to no avail.

The streets here are barely wide.

It can accommodate two cars in parallel.

Ivan's car was on the other side.

His face was gloomy, and there was a slight sound of some kind of metal parts coming from all over his body.

The whole person revealed a dangerous aura, like a lion on the verge of rage.

He suddenly said, "Stop." ”

So all the cars stopped.

The torrential rain poured on the roof of the car, and the sound of the rain overshadowed the sound of the whole world.

"The mixed zone is flat, it's all one story around, there's no view, the only place suitable for sniping, within a kilometer radius, there are only three big trees, if that machine isn't stupid, it won't stay there after the shot."

His voice was calm and penetrating.

"What are you afraid of?"

The rain was loud.

But in the public channel, Ivan's voice is even louder.

It's a three-story building.

Fear of death is a characteristic of flesh and blood creatures.

Of course, machines with emotions are equally afraid.

All the owners of the second floor were silent.

At this time, they could not refute it, and they did not dare to refute it.

What if that machine is so stupid that it has to stay on a tree and deal with the people here one by one?' ’

I can only think about this in my heart.

So many people on the scene.

The owners of the second and third floors, plus their thugs here, crowded several streets.

If you really want to kill them all, how many bullets do you have to carry?

"Call some people, go to those three positions, occupy a wide field of vision, and find out that machine!"

Ivan was not in a hurry, sitting in the car and giving orders.

So the owners of the second floor ordered their men to come over with their equipment to take a look.

They can sit in the car and wait quietly for the results.

It's just the last side of the bitterness.

Many of the thugs in the back came on tattered battery cars.

The convoy stopped.

They didn't dare to go anywhere else, so they had no choice but to get drenched in the rain.

The streets of the mixed zone are crooked, narrow, and flanked by small vendors, and there is a battery car to take it by.

There were a few guys with better luck tonight, and it should have been their turn to follow the owners of these two-story and three-story buildings, but before leaving, a few of them found that the battery of their car was missing, so they could stay home with peace of mind at this time.

"I don't have anyone here."

"I'm here too."

"There's no one on this tree either."

Three pieces of news came separately.

The hunter is gone.

Hidden in this rainy night.

His mechanically precise eyes may have been slowly surveying everyone's head somewhere in the dark.

This confirms what Ivan said.

But it's not a good sign.

Couldn't find the machine, none of them wanted to sleep tonight.

None of the owners of the second floor here could have imagined the days when they needed to worry about their heads blooming anytime and anywhere.

Ivan clenched his fists, his eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "We were all put together by the golden bear. ”

"How so?"

The giant Buzz was stunned for a moment, and asked such a question.

He sat in a specially built cart, curled up slightly, protecting his head, worried that the next bullet would come to his head.

"Golden Bear, what do you say......"

"Golden Bear?"

“……”

Many people's hearts sank.

No reply.

Is the Golden Bear dead?

No second gunshot was heard, and even though it was pouring rain outside and the sniper had a silencer, there shouldn't have been any killings.

At the very least, if the Golden Bear's head blows open, the voice should come out of the public channel.

So it's unlikely that he's dead.

But he really dared to deceive Ivan, who was on the third floor?

Compared to this, the crowd is more willing to believe that he is dead.

The two-story deception of the three-story building is really rare in the mixed area, and it will not happen once in a few years.

Many people present knew the character of the old man of the golden bear, cunning and cunning, a little clever, bold when he was young, he challenged the two-story building several times, was on the verge of death many times, and many parts of his body were blown up and had to be transformed.

He has failed too much and has become more and more timid and cautious, even more so now that he is getting older.

How dare such a person deceive Ivan?

"Go to the second floor of the Golden Bear!" Something was not quite right in Ivan's voice, as if he was suppressing anger.

Naturally, the second-floor building here didn't dare to say half a 'no' at such a time.

So the convoy set off.

This is the territory of the Golden Bear.

The business district where the second floor is located is not far away, only more than ten kilometers.

The torrential rain did not dampen the night excitement in the business district.

The area is still filled with alcohol and perfumes.

The pink light looks more psychedelic under the reflection of raindrops, exuding a silent temptation.

Ivan's motorcade was parked at the outermost.

The rain wets the streets.

It reflects the bustling lights here.

Ribbons of multicolored lights are embedded under the rusty eaves, flickering and blurry.

"I've checked, and only some thugs who don't know anything are still there."

"Some of the subordinates who are close to the Golden Bear are gone."

"There is no danger on the second floor......"

“……”

One message after another came in.

Now everyone can be sure.

The old guy Golden Bear was real, and he suddenly became a little bolder, and actually pressed all his net worth on a robot that he had only known for a few days.

What is he doing here?

Want to sit on three floors?

But does he have that connection?

If there are no connections, where will the golden bear go to buy goods, and what will he rely on to maintain his rule?

Nothing makes sense.

People on several nearby streets, not noticing anything wrong, were still drunk in the heavy rain, shouting under the shaking neon.

"Bang ——!"

A sudden sound pierced the rainy night.

A bullet hit the tire of the sedan in which Ivan was riding.

The tires blew.

"A bunch of idiots, the inspection is not in place!"

Ivan cursed in a low voice, his face was gloomy as water, and he opened the car door directly.

"Boss, watch out!"

Seeing this, the thugs who were still drenched in the rain hurriedly ran forward.

Some gave Ivan umbrellas.

Others surrounded Ivan and used their bodies to form a shield to block bullets.

The other owners of the second floor were all in the car, and their faces jumped when they saw it.

They don't have the guts of Ivan.

Now go out and face that machine that doesn't know where it is, isn't it looking for death?

Many people think that Ivan's head may explode directly like the transformed person just now.

At this time, Ivan was on the street, and as he walked, his face was ugly and he scolded: "There are several streets around here, only the two-story building in front is suitable for snipers to shoot, and I asked you to check it, but no one found him!" ”

I saw him point with his big hand.

Under the night sky, in the midst of a torrential rain, above the second floor.

Roof.

Where the pink light can't shine.

Lu Wen was holding a sniper rifle, standing tall, with a slender figure and an indifferent face.

The rain slid down his cheeks.

He looked down indifferently, like a cold grim reaper, unable to see emotions, even if the sniper rifle had been put away, it still seemed like he would fire the next shot at any time, taking the life of anyone below.

Ivan stood under the umbrella, the cold rain sliding through the black umbrella.

The two looked at each other like this.

"I don't think you have any intention of killing me, because that old guy in Golden Bear has a condition with you, he wants to share my resources, but he needs my connections."

Ivan's voice was cold, echoing through the gradually calming streets.

The nightclubs and song halls on both sides of the street have quieted down a little.

The people inside have noticed what is going on outside.

Doors are constantly closing and roller shutters are being pulled down.

They are showing with their actions that they will not be involved in anything that is happening on the street and do not want to get involved.

The owners of the second floor who were sitting in the car also came to their senses.

It turned out that Ivan knew that he would not be shot in the head, so he dared to open the car door and walk out.

"That old guy told me before that he had no superior-subordinate relationship with you, just cooperation, and now it seems that he even lied to me about this."

Ivan looked up at Lu Wen, his little eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

Lu Wen replied lightly: "Remember, you want my body first." ”

"That's right!"

"So now you want to talk?"

"No!"

Ivan coldly denied it.

"I just came out to tell you that I, Ivan, never accept threats!"

With that, he stomped on the ground.

The whole person jumped up and broke the umbrella above his head.

He smashed through the endless rain curtain, his whole body ringing, and his suit burst, revealing countless metal parts that were spinning wildly inside.

Ivan brings together the best of the mixed zone's transformation technology.

His whole person was like a huge cannonball, attacking Lu Wen on the second floor from the street.

Lu Wen sighed lightly.

"Sure enough, he's a flexible fat man."

……

Good night, book friends!