A moment passes.

"But......" Zulu and the others in the restaurant gradually calmed down, "I want to say, we still have to spend money, don't we?" ”

This is a heavy and unavoidable topic, with the intention of the speaker and the intention of the listener.

"Boss Zulu, just say whatever you want, they're all brothers, you might as well open the skylight and say something!" The "cigarette box" responded loudly.

"Yes, Boss, say it!"

"Boss, we listen to you!"

Zulu looked around, "This time we are going to other people's territory to 'eat' food, it is the work of pinning our heads to the waistband of our trousers, and we are dealing with robots on the territory of beasts, neither side is good at stubble, although we have been doing a hard job, but it doesn't mean that our lives are worthless, we also have families, relatives, and friends, and we also need to live well, right?" ”

"Yes!"

"Quite right!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"If you want to save your life, you have to have a 'back hand', right?" Zuludao.

"That's right! Right! The people in the audience responded one after another.

"Boss, what are your 'back-up' plans? Let's hear it. Someone asked.

"I think we need to hire some helpers, or support, backup," Zulu said, "and the 'big guy' just asked me what the point of knowing the location of the job in advance?" I will answer him now, knowing the location of the operation in advance, we can make a retreat plan first, arrange the retreat and back road in advance, and once the thing is messed up, we can also retreat with our whole body. ”

"Please 'support'? Does it cost money? Someone in the room asked.

"Yes, it must cost money!" Zulu said.

When it came to spending money, everyone was silent again, because if you spend an extra penny on public projects, Zulu will get a penny less when she splits the money, and after a long time of scarcity, it must be reluctant to spend a lot of money, after all, many people in the audience are pointing to this money to turn over and live a good life for a few days.

"I know that everyone is reluctant to pay money, and I am reluctant to do it," Zulu said solemnly, "But when I signed to receive the money, Jin said, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and the implication is that there is only a dead end if you don't succeed, but after thinking about it during this time, I came to a conclusion, that is, even if we do it this time, it will be a dead end!" ”

Everyone felt a chill and looked at Zulu in unison.

"Boss, you mean to kill people?" The old black skin, nicknamed "Salted Fish", made a gesture of cutting his throat.

"What do you think?" Zulu looked around, "The behind-the-scenes employer used such a large amount of money in order to 'hack' into Qinghe Fortress, there are super hacking tools, and spaceship transfers, on this planet, except for beasts, I really can't guess who else has such courage!" ”

"Is it the kingdom of the four great human slaves? It's just self-preservation, it's impossible to dare to raise the bar with the beasts! Are the four neutral zones? No matter how strong the aliens are, but the earth is the territory of beasts and cyborgs after all, and the strong dragons will not suppress the earth snakes, unless they are tired of being crooked! ”

There was silence for a while, and then there was a whisper in the room.

"Boss, if the behind-the-scenes employers are really bestial, why don't they do it themselves?" There was a question in the room.

"Are you stupid X? What is the relationship between bestials and robots? The "cigarette box" turned his head and scolded, "Ask such idiotic questions, can you bring some brains?" ”

"Before the 'Holocaust', bestials and robots were already an alliance, and this alliance is still unbreakable." Zulu replied.

"In that case, then why would the beasts do something to the robots?" Someone in the room asked again.

"For my own selfish interests, that's what I guessed," Zulu said, "The beast man and the robot alliance are a big framework, a big benefit, and under this big framework, different kingdoms and clans have a lot of selfish interests, so ......" Zulu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Could the employer be a man?" "Salted fish," the old black skin suddenly asked.

"'Salted Fish' went with me," Zulu nodded in the air, "I think this 'behind-the-scenes employer' should be someone with a certain status and influence in the 'Blue Wolf Country', and the Great Lord of the 'Blue Wolf Country', Qi Man, is the most suspicious. Zulu replied.

"If it's really Ryman, what is his purpose in doing this?" Qinghe Ranch's sale to robots the year before last was not his own handiwork? Otherwise, who would dare to sell? The white-skinned nickname "Lighter" asked.

"The 'firer' asked about the point, the 'hammer' they also mentioned just now, the dungeon of Qinghe Fortress has been out of treasures before, so I guess there are still things in this dungeon that Yiman wants, whether this 'thing' is an antique or something else, anyway, he didn't find it when he sold the kingdom's property to the empire, and later found out and couldn't get it back, so he could only 'black' go in and rob it!" Zulu replied.

"In addition, I also want to ask you, why don't they do it themselves, so they have to spend a lot of money to ask us to do it?" Zulu looked at the crowd with a deep gaze.

"Let us be substitutes for the dead?" "Salted fish," asked Youyou.

"Correct solution!" Zulu clapped his hands, "So, no matter how successful or unsuccessful we are, from the moment we decided to take this job, we have fallen into a mortal situation, and the beasts will not let us go easily." ”

"For them, leaving anyone in the know is tantamount to planting a landmine, and they don't know when they will step on this mine, so in order to maintain the alliance between beasts and robots, whether it is successful or not will kill our mouths!"

The crowd was awe-inspiring.

"!" The "big man" cursed loudly, got up and grabbed his gun, and walked straight to the door of the restaurant.

"Big man, where are you going?" "Cigarette case" asked loudly with his head turned sideways.

"I'm going to slaughter Ning. Kim's lowly grandson! "Big man" said loudly.

"Pull him back!" Zulu scolded, "Typical of the big brainless! ”

A few people in the audience got up and went to stop them.

"Boss, can you talk to Kim, let's quit and return the money, okay?" The dark-skinned young woman nicknamed "Lipstick" asked.

"Hmph," Zulu snorted, "then we won't survive tomorrow!" ”

After a few words, the "big guy" has been pressed back into his seat by everyone.

"Clueless?" "Salted fish" asked.

Zulu shook his head.

"Do you want to prepare a 'back hand'?"

Zulu nodded.

"Then let's talk about the 'back hand' first?" "Cigarette case" asked.

"Okay, let's talk freely, talk about our 'back-hand' plan, and do the most with the least money!" Zulu shouted.

******

The next day, a dilapidated RV set off from Huangsha County in a low-key manner, and a few days later traveled to Cobalt Star-6, the largest interstellar trading port in Neutral Zone 8.

The car drove all the way to a stop in front of No. 98 Luye Street, which is a private clubhouse.

A tall black-skinned slave wearing sunglasses opened the door and got out of the car, this black-skinned man was neatly dressed and carrying a briefcase in his hand, which was the disguised "Goldfinger" Said.

Saeed and Zulu are young, have been brothers for many years, trust each other very much, and many occasions where it is inconvenient for Zulu to show up, or things that are inconvenient for Zulu to do, are often handed over to Saeed to deal with.

This club is also quite famous, called "Wart Girl" - the "base" of the notorious "Wart Star".

The two wart star men at the door directly stopped Said.

"Credentials." Said the tall wartman.

"Nope!" Said replied.

"Then get away from Lao Tzu!" The short wart man said fiercely, "Don't come here to be an eyesore! ”

"Daddy 'Teeth' told me to come to Iron Hoof," Said said with a harmless smile, "to talk about some business." As he spoke, Said spread out his right palm, and the 100-star coin in his palm was golden.

The tall wart man grabbed the star coin and stuffed it into his pocket, "You wait here!" Then he turned and entered the clubhouse.

A minute later, the tall wart man went and returned, "Iron Hoof lets you in!" Table Nine. ”

Said walked into the clubhouse, and a wart man waiter greeted him and asked politely, "Sir, how can I help you?" ”

"I have an appointment, table nine." Said Said.

"Oh, you're looking for Mr. Ironhoof?"

"Yes!"

"Follow me!" The Wart Man attendant guided Said inside.

Passing through the large cafeteria, Saeed came to table nine, where a wart star man with a silver-maned long hair shawl and a modest black gown was present.

"Your Excellency the Iron Hoof, my name is Said, and the purpose of my coming today is to negotiate a big deal with you!" Said bowed with a smile on his face and said humbly in a blunt Galactic Alliance's universal language.

"Sit down and talk!" Iron Hoof gestured to the chair opposite, "What big deal?" I'm listening! ”