Chapter 5 Nano Gu (2) Accidents
Shang Tengzuo obviously lived up to the word "rich", and it was difficult for a mansion covering an area of 100,000 square meters not to be shocking.
Burning Night cleared his throat and whispered, "Did I say that you need to familiarize yourself with the surrounding terrain before attacking your target?" If so, please go to the hall according to the instructions they gave us. β
It is no exaggeration to say that the luxury here is unimaginable to ordinary people, and the domestic servant robots here can even form an army, and the walls are covered with precious portraits, and it is conservatively estimated that as long as one is thrown to the residents of a civilian area, it is enough for them to use it for decades, and Shangteng's office is in the center of the entire three-story mansion, and the administrator is also arranged in his office.
The hot blonde leaned on the huge dining table, stared at the notebook in her hand, and without even looking at everyone, she said, "Oh, the new bodyguard, right?" The assignment is written here, so you can read it for yourself. β
Two people guarded the gate, four people guarded the inner door, and two people in the hall, and it could be seen that they didn't want the outside bodyguards to approach Shang Teng Zuowei at all.
"You'd better stay put, look at my face... Forget it, we only have one night. Burning Night whispered through the communicator, "Rorian will stay in the hall with me, and Lupert will try to sneak into the camera here." β
Lupert's fingers were rapidly tapping on the keyboard, Yue was already worried that his fingers would be broken before the keyboard, until twenty minutes later, his palm finally left the keyboard and slapped it the table, obviously not all those who worked hard would get satisfactory results, "Brother, their firewall security level is too high, it will take me at least a day to hack in." β
"Oh! I'm not surprised, it seems that we have to think of a way to do it ourselves without letting the people here know, do you think it's possible? β
"Come on!" Yue, who hadn't spoken for a long time, had a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.
"About five kilometers away from the gate, there are about a dozen hovercars driving here." Rorian finally spoke before he was completely forgotten.
"How do you know?"
"I saw their windows."
Since that accident, Rorian's world has become darker, and in his eyes, only the reflectors in the whole world are shiny, and in short, the reflectors are his means of transportation, and he can travel from one reflector to the location of any other reflector.
At the price, he lost the ability to distinguish colors, and he also lost his insignificant humanity, he was more like an emotionless beast in the old days, or rather, the people of the slums were like a beast without feelings, they would hurt their friends and even relatives for a hundred-dollar bill, they would turn against each other for a little food and their brothers who had been with them for eight years, and they would fight strangers for an apple that had fallen in the mud.
Growing up in this environment, Rorian is more mature, more realistic, and more cruel than his peers, and the only thing he can think of after having this ability is to make the person who ruined his otherwise warm life pay the price he deserves.
"Lubert, hack all the cameras five kilometers away, and tell me what you see," Burning Night growled, fearing that some uninvited guest would come here to disrupt his plans.
"Uh, all I can see is... Twelve armed off-road hovercars, there were about five or six people in one car, with white scarves tied around their shoulders. β
"Damn!" Burning Night pulled out the pistol on his waist and cursed in a low voice, and Rorian also learned from Burning Night and pulled out his pistol and asked, "Who are they?" β
"The fanatics in the wasteland area, uncivilized to men, are gangsters, but they are organized by a group of young people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and in recent years, I don't know where to get a lot of advanced equipment, in general, it is no different from the madman with a laser Gatling, ready, conservatively estimated that they must have sixty people." Yue's voice on the communicator was a little flustered, and she believed that no normal person wanted to come into contact with them.
Those rulers who only know how to sit in the police office and watch soap operas all day long naturally can't handle such a tricky situation, and several plainclothes rulers at the door saw these menacing madmen with weak legs, let alone take out their guns to aim and shoot.
No matter how efficient the police station is, it will take at least a while to arrive here at such a late hour, but it may only take five minutes for these madmen to level this 100,000-square-meter house.
The gate of the mansion, which was guarded by more than a dozen people, was blown to pieces in a matter of seconds, and the madmen poured into the mansion and began to bombard indiscriminately, and Scorching Night changed into his exclusive clown mask.
"This seems to be an opportunity, if you are interested in going to the tarmac at the back of the house to do the Shangteng, they will leave it to me."
Rorian stared at the scorching night, didn't say anything more, and walked quickly to the backyard.
The act of shooting at the sky successfully attracted the attention of the fanatics: "I said, what are you guys doing?" β
The man in the lead of the fanatics took off his gentleman's hat to reveal his scarred head, "Oh! Isn't this the scorching night classmate? It's rare to see you dressed so formally, take the liberty of asking, are you having a party here? β
"Actually, we were pretty boring before you came, so I would venture to ask, what are you doing here?"
"Can't you see it? After supper, take your subordinates out to have fun and make some extra money, kill a few people who help the government, and maybe accidentally kill some of your people. The man smiled as he thought it was polite, and at the same time showed a mouth full of yellow to black teeth.
Just as Scorching Night had expected, Shang Tengzuowei would escape from the backyard tarmac in a helicopter, but no one could have imagined that a man with a hockey mask would suddenly emerge from the mirror inside the luxury private helicopter.
Before the two executors could react, Rorian sent one of the executors back to the west with a shot, and smashed a wine bottle on the head with a backhand, and Shang Tengzuowei fell unconscious.
The surviving executor reacted and pulled out his pistol, and the moment the bullet was fired, Rorian returned to the mirror again, and instead the bullet did not hit the original target, but instead entered the head of the innocent pilot in the front row.
The executor wants to destroy the mirror, but the comfortable office life has long buried the fighting skills he learned in his youth, and when Rorian's fist lands in his face, he realizes that excessive obesity can really reduce a person's reflexes.
"You, what the hell are you?" This was Rorian's most common question, and he pouted in a rare response, "A nightmare in the mirror." β
"Friend, why don't we make a deal?" Burning Night asked the man with the scars on his head as he slowed down as he could.
"Oh? It's rare, you even want to make a deal with me? I thought you'd been since we last metβ" The man's tone was as sad as a resentful woman
"Gotta get it! Don't BB, if I'm not mistaken, you want to go to Teng Zuowei's vault, right? Burning Night said impatiently, he had been disgusted enough today
"Oh! Sure enough, you still understand me. β
"That's good, I don't want much, I just need a helicopter, of course, if you want you can also get one, anyway, these rich people can't just buy a plane."
The man pursed his mouth and deliberately made a very difficult choice: "Okay... I don't usually make deals with anyone else, but for your sake, I accept this deal, boys! Move it! Move all the money of the Shangteng mongrel! β
It has to be said that the only merit of the executors is patience, which is mainly reflected in the fact that they can follow the helicopter piloted by the scorching night for five hours.
"Yue, have you arrived at the location?"
"Ya, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Suddenly, several planes bearing the emblems of the Germanic Empire lost control and crashed straight to the ground.