Blood splattered.

The bullet explodes in the body, and the cavity effect causes massive damage.

The thug who was pulled by Lu Wen as a shield screamed, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Wen smiled faintly: "The accuracy is not enough, and the gunner lacks actual combat experience." ”

The meaning of what he meant was simple.

The two-story building has been stable for far too long.

The gunman just now is not qualified, so it's better to practice again.

"Bang ——!"

All he responded to was another gunshot.

Gunshots were fired outside the door.

This bullet was rushing towards Lu Wen's brain.

But Lu Wen tilted his head slightly at the moment when the other party pulled the trigger.

This is a prediction.

The bullet grazed the side of his face and hit one of the spectators in the innermost corner.

"Ah——!h

Screams of pain.

The fear of death made him begin to cry out in grief.

It's a pity that hot tears can only dilute the cold blood.

The guests on the first floor were scared.

They are afraid of death.

Lu Wen made them feel that death was actually quite close.

The blood on the ground stained the falling money red.

"The bullet came from behind me, fifteen meters behind, three steps to the left, in front of the bar."

Lu Wen didn't turn around, his expression was calm, and he spoke lightly.

"Ten meters behind me, five steps to the left, next to the garbage can, there was another man holding a gun to my head."

"Twenty meters behind him, on the rooftop of the first floor, a fat man with a sniper rifle and a cigarette in his mouth."

"Thirty meters behind you, seven steps to the right, outside the liquor store, a semi-automatic rifle, loaded."

"Behind ......"

“……”

He seemed to have eyes behind him, so he could see every move around him.

A lot of black holes were pointed at him.

Cold and death spread through the streets.

Even if there is really a body of steel, it is estimated that it will be quite uncomfortable to be fired in such a volley.

But Lu Wenmian didn't change his color, but asked loudly: "Why don't you shoot again?" ”

With that, he didn't move.

Standing not far from the door, his expression was indifferent, as if he was waiting for the other party to shoot.

The floor and the street are quiet at this time.

The silence didn't last long.

"Bang ——!"

It's not a bullet out of the chamber.

Instead, it blew up.

The man who fired the shot screamed and his face was covered in blood.

The smell of gunsmoke rushes into a world of gore and perfume.

Everyone looked in that direction in shock.

There has never been such a thing as exploding a chamber before, and the probability of such a problem with modern firearms is very small.

I thought of Lu Wen's calm look again.

They had to guess, could it be the explosion made by Lu Wen?

But he was standing on the first floor, with his back to all the gunners, and he didn't make any movement at all, how could he make such a movement?

Is it really a coincidence?

Lu Wen, who was only one floor away, spoke again: "Why don't you continue?" ”

Under the darkness of the night.

Bright street lights flickered.

Small black ants, barely visible to the naked eye, are crawling quietly around the streets.

"Boom!"

The second blow up.

A gunslinger doesn't believe in evil, so his thumb is blown off.

White bones, mixed with blood.

The entire palm of the hand was blown into a bloody blur, and part of it was burned by the heat, and the black and red blended together, making the hand seem to have been gouged out of the fire scene.

There is a limit to how much human beings can tolerate pain, so he, like the man just now, wails in pain.

This tragic situation made everyone at the scene a little frightened.

But they just heard Lu Wen say something lightly.

"Go on."

With that, he still stood calmly, without any intention of dodging.

This time, even the thug who was used to block the gun in his hand was thrown directly.

The entire area fell silent.

The thug on the first floor hesitated, his face full of tangle and fear, and he did not dare to step forward again, fearing that he would become one of those broken limbs.

The gunmen outside began to doubt the weapons in their hands.

These thermal weapons are cold, but they may have been with them for a long time, in this chaotic place, there is a gun that represents security and status, just like the slums, they regard their guns as closer than their own sons, but now this thing has exploded.

What saves lives becomes something that kills.

"Da ......"

"Da ......"

Heavy footsteps rang out somewhere on the floor.

Last.

Staircase.

The people on the second floor finally came down.

It's not a mysterious place, it's just a symbol of power.

There was no one to assign who should sit on the so-called second floor.

This is the rule that has been formed in the mixed area for a long time, if you have strength, you can sit on it, and if you don't have strength, you can obediently coil below.

An old man in his sixties watched as he descended to the floor under the escort of numerous thugs.

【Dry and thin】

[Chronological age cannot be determined]

[Race cannot be judged]

【……】

The system is honest.

Lu Wen glanced at it briefly.

The old man was not tall, thin-skinned, with gray temples, and was dressed ordinarily, wearing a pair of ordinary reading glasses.

A pair of cloudy eyes were looking at Lu Wen through the lenses of reading glasses.

Such a tall person, if he is an ordinary human race, can't walk out of that heavy pace just now.

"Alas, it seems that the second floor is going to change owners today, and the old man thought he could enjoy his old age in peace."

The old man didn't say anything harsh, just sighed in a low voice.

Lu Wen didn't speak, his expression was indifferent, he just picked up a backpack from the door on the side, the bag was full of bloodstains, and then threw it away.

Immediately, a bunch of thugs stood in front of the old man.

They were worried that there might be bombs or something in the backpack.

Judging from Lu Wen's strong performance today, if he really wants to blow up the second floor here, it seems quite reasonable.

"Smack!"

The backpack fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

The outer fabric was stained with blood mixed with wine on the ground, making the backpack look even more hideous.

A transhuman thug cautiously stepped forward and unzipped it.

It was empty inside, with only a few stands.

"This is Dong Fan's guy, he carries this bag out to sell medicine every day."

He recognized the backpack.

There are not many people who go out to sell drugs and collect accounts on behalf of the second floor, twenty or thirty people, and after many years, everyone is quite familiar.

Could it be that Dong Fan provoked the guy in front, so that guy came to the door?

Everyone couldn't help but have such an association.

These thugs in front of them, and some of the gunners outside, are naturally not all the strength of the second floor.

But more people don't help either.

This man's fighting ability is strong, and he seems to have eyes all over his body, and he can avoid the blades that slash at him every time, and the strength is amazing, and the bones in everyone's bodies, and even the metal of transforming humans and robots, are like paper paste in front of him.

Outside, the gunman's guns were more like they had been spelled, and they exploded one after another.

How can this be fought?

Dong Fan's guy sells medicine well, why do you want to provoke this kind of person?

"Alas, I don't usually discipline my subordinates well, old man, and now I should be hit by someone."

The old man sighed again.

As if lamenting that his reign had come to an end and was about to be replaced.

But Lu Wen couldn't see the slightest fear on his face.

[This old guy still has a back hand]

To be able to sit on the second floor in such a chaotic place, this little bit of strength is obviously not enough.

I saw that the old man took off his reading glasses, wiped them with the corners of his clothes, and then put them on again, carefully looked at the blood-stained backpack on the ground, and then said: "Distinguished guest, if Dong Fan has done anything disrespectful to you...... I think he's dead, and I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf. ”

"You think I killed him?" Lu Wen asked lightly.

"Isn't it?"

Everyone present was stunned.

At present, it seems that this person is still relatively easy to speak, and he does not have to fight until there is only one situation left on both sides.

If he hadn't been provoked, with the character of the person in front of him, he wouldn't have come straight to the door.

What else could it be?

"When this man came to sell medicine this evening, his head suddenly exploded, and there were no people around, but my deal with him hasn't been completed yet, so I can only come to you."

As he spoke, Lu Wen threw out a gold bar.

Under the dazzling traffic tubes on the first floor, the gold color of this gold bar is particularly charming.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The gold bar fell to the ground and tumbled a few times.

Even the red blood on the ground could not hide this beautiful gold.

The eyes of the spectators widened all around.

They all have a bit of eyesight, and can naturally roughly estimate the value of the gold bar on the ground.

There is no number on it, but judging by the volume, it is estimated to be 500 grams.

Many people think of their previous behavior of scattering coins after being stimulated by alcohol and music, and the total amount of those banknotes is estimated to be less than half a small.

"Distinguished guest, are you here to negotiate a deal?"

"Of course."

"Then why ......"

The old man stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at the bar on one side.

There are several bars on this floor, but only one can be connected to the second floor.

So that one is cold.

Behind the bar, the reformer had been simply bandaged, his face was pale and he had lost too much blood, and he had thought that after the matter here was over, he would find a clinic to treat it well.

The so-called end of the matter in his heart was to watch Lu Wen being beaten half to death.

But now that the matter is really over, Lu Wen is still alive and well, even if there are more blood stains on his body, it only makes him look more cold and indifferent.

On the contrary, the second floor suffered heavy losses, was smashed by someone, and lost face.

In the previous chaotic fight, what this reformer thought in his heart also changed from resentment to fear and then to despair.

When the reformer saw the old man looking at him, he suddenly trembled.

"Boss...... I...... I think he ...... He was the one who did it first......"

"Bang ——!"

A quick shot.

From drawing the gun to shooting, it was almost instantaneous.

Lu Wen thought of Duan Tiannan, maybe he was influenced by old Westerns, or maybe he was supported by years of experience, and that guy shot quite fast.

This shot is also very accurate, hitting the center of the eyebrow.

With such marksmanship, even if you are just an ordinary person, you can live a good life.

The old man withdrew his gun and smiled apologetically at Lu Wen.

"I know that many of my subordinates are relying on the status of the second floor, bullying the ground floor, and having a bad temper, and I have warned them many times for this, but the effect is not ideal...... Thank you, distinguished guests, for waking them up today. ”

"Let's talk about it." Lu Wen said lightly.

"Can you come with me to the second floor?" The old man smiled: "There are a lot of dead people here, and it is inconvenient to talk about things." ”

"Yes."

In the case of insufficient strength, it is actually a very unwise plan to follow the boss to the lair, which is usually called giving away people's heads.

But Lu Wen has enough strength.

And he is not afraid of death.

That's the benefit of having infinite lives, and it's no wonder that so many flesh and blood beings want to become mechanical creatures.

At the beginning, the old guys in the Floating City asked many companies to study this aspect, but there was no substantial progress, and the two life forms could not be completely transformed.

The last floor of the floor, an ordinary staircase.

Old wooden floors.

There's no extravagant decoration, no bright lights, it's just ordinary.

Lu Wen was invited by the old man to go upstairs together, followed by countless guards.

Many guests on the first floor looked at each other.

Someone whispered.

"It's over?"

"I guess so."

It wasn't until the footsteps grew quieter and quieter, and it was certain that the men had gone upstairs and that there was no more fighting, that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

An entire floor was enveloped in the smell of blood.

They didn't dare to breathe before.

Corpses all over the ground.

The floor was covered with stumps and internal organs, tables and chairs were all broken, and the blood on the floor was still warm.

This scene is comparable to the bloodiest horror movie.

Even if you watch a movie, it is only through a layer of screens, but these guests at the scene really witnessed a live performance.

"That guy is too terrifying, isn't it, such a powerful force, is it really a pure human?"

Many people have palpitations, and the picture of Lu Wen's actions before landing Wen is still flashing back in their minds.

That kind of cold-blooded indifference, unstoppable look.

It's just a machine.

Pure violence, from beginning to end, the expression on Lu Wen's face has not changed.

Those who died, in his eyes, seemed to be just an increasing number.

"Pure humans can't do it with such strength, I feel like he can punch through a wall with just one punch, is it my delusion?"

"I think so too."

"I've heard that in the higher worlds, there are many genetic potions, and one of them can make flesh and blood life infinitely powerful?"

", can the bones withstand it?"

“……”

People on the first floor were communicating in low voices.

And outside.

on the streets.

The sound of communication also continued to sound, and many people discussed what they saw and heard in a crazy way this night.

"I seem to have seen this pure human in the daytime, he was very rich and generous, and he bought some ...... from me at that time Uh......"

"What did you buy?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

The man hurriedly shut up and shook his head.

He almost slapped himself.

Woe comes from his mouth, and he still understands it.

Lu Wen bought news about the world from him and paid a high fee in order to shut him up.

"Let's talk about something else, how did he get those guns to blow up?"

"Could it be that the pure Terrans have developed equipment that can control thermal weapons?"

"But he didn't turn around at the time, he just said the location of each gunman, and it felt like his eyes were everywhere......"

“……”

One floor inside.

The cleaning staff began to clean up the corpses and clean up the blood.

Brand new lamps and cutlery were also delivered to the door.

As the center of the area, there is no room for slackness in any action, and as soon as the news is received, everyone starts to get busy.

The drinks were removed and replaced with new ones.

At this rate, in less than an hour, the scene will be back to what it was before the fight.

"Don't worry, guests, we'll be back to the way it was soon to be."

"Please be patient."

Renovating the gate is a priority.

This is the face of the second floor.

Someone broke his face tonight, so he couldn't help it, he could only blame himself for not being strong enough.

Many guests choose to stay.

They feel like they won't be able to sleep when they go back.

After the fear of blood subsided, they found that their nerves were actually stirred by excitement and stimulation, and they wondered if there was too much hormone secretion.

……

Two floors.

Still ordinary.

Old wooden furniture, ordinary electric lights.

The walls were simply pasted with wallpaper, and not even a single painting had been hung, so it looked a little empty.

The floor was covered with a gray carpet.

The windows on both sides can see the red lights and green wine outside, and as the only two-story building in this area, the view here is quite open.

In addition to these.

Just a simple desk, a worn-out computer, an old-fashioned phone, a few notebooks and pen holders, and nothing else.

The old man said with a smile: "The decoration is shabby, people like this feeling when they are old, and it makes the guests smile." ”

"It's okay, I don't think it's shabby."

Lu Wen said lightly.

"The entrance to this room is a wooden door, but there is a not-so-obvious depression at the top of the front of the door, which is barely visible to the naked eye, and although it is painted white, I can guess that it should be a metal gate."

"There's wallpaper on the wall, it's not too decorated, and the average person won't notice, but I think if you press or turn a button under your desk, the wall flips over and there are all kinds of weapons hanging inside."

"I did a simple height calculation of this two-story building before I came in, and the ceiling of this room, from the top of the roof, there is a gap of about a meter, I think there should be some kind of weapon or escape equipment hidden in it."

"As for the floor, there is no carpet on the entire floor and the stairs coming up, and there is no corridor outside, and you keep saying that the decoration is simple, this precious carpet is actually very inconsistent, if you open it, it ......"

“……”

With Lu Wen's statement, the smile on the old man's face obviously began to stiffen.

The second floor is his confidence.

It's hard for anyone to escape here.

But Lu Wen just looked calm, as if all the threats here were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Distinguished guest, I have no intention of making a move with you." The old man said seriously.

"I know." Lu Wen replied indifferently.

An assistant brought him a stool.

The visitor was a guest, and Lu Wen didn't pay much attention to it, so he sat down.

The two sat opposite each other at the desk.

The old man took the treasured low-alcohol wine handed by the assistant and poured a glass for Lu Wen, the pale golden wine slowly swirling in the glass.

Drinking alcohol while talking about things is a custom that should be practiced in every place.

He handed the wine glass to Lu Wen, still smiling and said, "Distinguished guest, my subordinates are not very sensible, I hope that after you have taught them a lesson, you have lost your temper, so that we can seriously discuss the deal." ”

Lu Wen took the wine glass and asked lightly, "I think the deal we are talking about is not the same deal." ”

"Of course." The old man smiled and raised his glass to Lu Wen, and then drank it all, he put down the wine glass and continued: "My deal may be a little bigger than the deal you said. ”

"I don't think I'm interested."

Lu Wen had no expression on his face, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in the same gulp.

"Guests from afar, you are very observant and cautious." The old man looked at Lu Wen and said, "Your strength is also very strong, I have heard that there are genetic drugs in the high-level world that can increase the vitality of flesh and blood. ”

"You think I used that potion?"

"No, those are just false rumors."

The old man smiled and pointed to the empty glass.

"With your caution, if you were really flesh and blood, you wouldn't drink this wine."