In the night, Sue was like a ghost, moving quickly and slowly through the ruins. He didn't like to rush at night, but now he tried his best to get to his destination.

The N11 base was gradually moving away behind Sue, and from the moment he showered at the base, Su knew that the fate of the N11 base had been sealed, and it was not Roxerland that came, but other organizations. Sue is not a fool except for himself, who has no ability to save anyone else, let alone fight against a company for the N11 base, a customer who has only made one transaction.

The reason for diving back to the N11 base Su hasn't figured it out yet, fishing in mixed waters is not his style, especially in the mixed waters, which consist of a company and a base, and it is likely that a mutant crocodile will come up from there. Actions without reason, Sue will classify it as intuition.

The woman who called herself Liki was an important reason for Sue to leave. Liji, who was standing in the command car, and the drunken and indulgent woman that night were almost completely two people, and even if they had zero contact, Su failed to discover that she had the ability to do so at that time. However, it is simply impossible for an incompetent person, especially a woman, to lead a company's direct army, especially one equipped with heavy armament. This can only mean that Regitte either has abilities above the third order, or has special abilities other than those that are known. Whatever the reason, it's not good news for Sue.

As long as the people at the N11 base don't resist, Liki won't order a massacre, that's what Sue read from her eyes. But what is this, a promise to Sue? Any promise has a price, and what price does she want? What's more, Sue never considered himself a savior.

Thinking of Liki's playful, wild, and confident eyes, like a cat looking at a mouse, Sue felt very uncomfortable. He doesn't like situations he can't control, and he doesn't like to be seen as something in the bag.

In the night, all the creatures were moving in the dark, and some of them were keen enough to detect Sue's whereabouts. Creatures that are good at moving in the dark of night like to dive close to their targets before acting. The most threatening distance of the Su pistol is ten meters, and if he gets closer, he can also use the dagger well.

After a day and a night of intense trekking, a vibrant town came into Sue's vision. The town was a far cry from a squalid and cluttered settlement, with barbed wire fences around it, sandbags at the exit, guarded by several armed soldiers, and a concrete guard tower seven or eight meters high at each of the four corners of the town, with the dark muzzles of the towers silently watching the empty wasteland.

In the middle of the town, there is a very conspicuous ten-story building, the dark blue glass curtain wall is spotlessly clean, and a huge billboard is erected on the roof, on which the mark of the jumping flame is extremely eye-catching.

This is Asmo, where Payne is headquartered.

Sue no longer hid and walked towards Asmo. The soldiers on guard were obviously impressed by Sue, and just routinely checked his license and let him into Asmo.

Asmo is not large, and about half of the area, including the headquarters building, is an exclusive area for the company, and only members of the company are allowed to enter and leave. The rest of the area is dotted with hotels, bars, warehouses, parking lots, etc., for customers who come to trade with the company. And the company's own members will also come to the entertainment area to relax in their spare time.

Behind the headquarters building are a cluster of factories that produce everything from canned goods, cement and steel to weapons and equipment. At the other end is a small power plant that provides power. Of course, the scale of production here cannot be compared with the old era, and there is no economy of scale. But in turbulent times, it had to be so. In order to rebuild from the ruins, most of the necessary materials can only be produced by yourself. Although trading is ubiquitous, no company will trade strategic goods to its counterparties.

Like all companies, Payne has its own armament, a 150-man team, all armed with PE02 rifles of its own production. And in Asmo, in addition to three old howitzer heavy guns, there is also an old chariot town. Under such force, no outcasts would dare to provoke Asmo, not even to stay within fifty kilometers of it. Otherwise, I don't know when I will encounter the company's patrol team, whether I will be expelled or killed directly, I can only resign myself to fate. And Payne's top brass also understands that safety is the guarantee of profits, so they spare no effort to crack down on the mob entrenched around them.

Payne's force was much stronger than the N11 base, but it was not enough to take the N11 base at a small cost. This is also the reason why the company did not attack the base. On the other hand, there is an unpolluted source of water under Asmo, and although no one knows when this groundwater will bring radiation, at least for the time being, there is no need to lose a large number of well-trained fighters for water.

In Asmo, you can resupply, buy weapons, work for Payne's company, and find beautiful women or men, the last of which is premised on money.

Over the past three months, Sue has worked on three missions for Payne and turned in four specimens of new mutant species to obtain a hunter and mercenary license. Whether it was encircling and suppressing armed mobs or cleaning up specific areas, Su completed his part neatly and meticulously. This allowed him to get his license earlier than anyone else, and he became friends with Payne's manager in charge of outside employment.

Despite the fact that friends were already a very rare term in this era, Byrne, who was close to total baldness, always considered himself a friend of Sue, and insisted that Sue accompany him for a drink every time he returned to Asmo.

After Sue returned to Asmo this time, it was no exception. As soon as night fell, he was dragged into the bar by Byrne. The bar was dimly lit and filled with the smell of alcohol and hormones, and scantily clad women were shuttling around, trying to find the man who would pay for their services tonight. On the small stage, two barely dressed dancers writhed wildly, and under the combined effects of psychedelics and alcohol, they could dance for almost two hours, and when they were exhausted, they would be carried down. There are many men who like to vent their desires on their bodies that are already extremely tired, and of course, these dancers are not bad-looking, and their value naturally matches their faces and figures.

Bourne loved the decadence, lust and lewdness that permeated the place, and he would order a large bottle of strong whiskey every time he visited. Of course, it's not a high-end product from the old era, but just Asmo's own sake. This wine doesn't have the rich fruity aromas of old-time whiskeys, but at least it's strong enough.

Sue didn't like this place. The smell was so thick that it could barely be dissolved, almost equating to most people with hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs, but it was a complete torture to Sue's overly sensitive senses. Also, every time he saw Bourne order that $90 a bottle of whiskey, he couldn't help but equate it with 20 rounds of custom-made ammunition or two high-explosive grenades. In the wilderness, these munitions can often save Sue's life, while whiskey does not.

As soon as he had a drink, Bourne would open up the conversation and talk endlessly, half of which was about the heroic deeds of his youth, and the other half about the trivial events that had happened in Asmo during this time. None of this was of Sue's interest at all, so he remained quiet most of the time, just listening quietly. He knew that Bourne just needed an audience.

At Asmo, Bourne is no small man. This old man who is in charge of Payne's company's foreign employment business is the one who can decide the fate of many mercenaries and hunters. The first time Su drank with him, it was because he felt that he owed him a favor. When calculating the remuneration for the first assignment, Bourne gave Sue the full amount of the commission she was entitled to without deducting it for any reason. In Sue's experience, the absence of restraint is a personal favor in itself.

After one drink, Byrne claims to be friends with Sue. Since then, drinking has become a matter of course, and Sue owes more and more favors. These favors include the fact that Su was paid for the task without being deducted every time, arranging tasks that were more suitable for Su and generously using the company's rules after each mission to give Su more points, which meant an increase in license level and a discount on purchasing supplies from Payne.

Bourne had good reasons for doing so, and Sue accepted it, he needed money, and a lot of it. Despite making money several times faster than other hunters, Sue still had no savings and could not afford to buy a better gun. However, he still aroused the jealousy of the other hunters and mercenaries, and was ambushed or pursued three times in a month.

Su returned to Asmo on time every time, according to the schedule, and his pursuers never appeared again.

Byrne poured himself a full glass of wine, exhaled contentedly, and said to Sue, "Hey, boy, you said you messed with Roxerland?" I've heard of it, it's a really big guy, with steel and ore as its main business, and an army of hundreds of people, to say the least. The only good news is that it's far from here. It's so far away that it's impossible to drive their tanks over, and we have not only tanks, but also artillery! ”

Su smiled and gently shook the wine glass in her hand. Byrne had already wiped out most of the bottles, and most of the first glass in his hand was still left. Whether it's a tank or a cannon, even if Payne now has a helicopter gunship, it has nothing to do with him. There's no way Payne Co. is in conflict with other companies because he's such an insignificant peripheral mercenary.

"That's right, boy! You just said, what's the name of that woman from the Roxerland Company? Byrne asked, burping. Without waiting for Sue to answer, he burst out laughing to himself, and said as he laughed, "Your luck won't be so good to mess with the butcher general of Roxerland, right?" ”

She said...... Her name is Liki. Su said calmly.

"Leich!!" Byrne's mouth suddenly opened open and he could almost swallow the glass in front of him!

Sweat continued to flow down from Bourne's bald head, and the drunkenness that had already reached seven or eight points suddenly sobered up for the most part. Byrne looked at Sue, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a wry smile: "Your luck is really good, you really messed with the butcher general in Roxerland." That's right, her name is Li, not Liki. But when I heard what you said, I knew it had to be her! ”

Su quietly waited for Bourne's next words, such as some of the past deeds of this butcher general, what kind of abilities he had, etc., which was very important information. However, Bourne wanted to say something, but looked left and right, sighed and closed his mouth.

Sue was still shaking the wine glass in her hand. Although Bourne didn't say it, he knew that it was likely that Bourne didn't know much. To be able to become the commander of an army in a large company like Roxerland must be extraordinary, otherwise how could he suppress that group of lawless high-level elite warriors? And she had intimate contact with Su, but Su couldn't detect her abilities.

Such a character, especially if he is still very young, must have a status in the company far beyond the level of Bourne. If trouble really comes to the door, don't say Bourne, even Payne's company will come forward, I'm afraid it won't be able to help you.

Recalling the two encounters with Leigh, what Sue remembers most is the wildness and persistence hidden in her eyes. Sue has no doubt that she has the determination to practice every word she says to the end. And about herself, it seems that Liz only gritted her teeth and said a cruel thing that needs to be practiced......

Su suddenly felt some fine beads of sweat oozing from his palms, and he felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Bourne suddenly stared at Sue carefully, and an ambiguous smile gradually appeared on his face. He deliberately lowered his voice and whispered, "Maybe it's not all bad. If you really fall into the hands of the butcher general, she will probably be reluctant to kill you. Hey! I'm from here, and you listen to me, if that time comes, you're going to have to struggle. A proper revolt can add a lot of fun! And I've heard that if you look at women from a man's point of view, Rei is definitely a beauty. ”

Of course, Sue didn't tell Sù Byrne what happened that night at the N11 base, so after listening to Byrne's words, he couldn't help but feel a little crying and laughing.

In the bar, of course, he could no longer put on that heavy felt cloak, but wore a camouflage combat uniform very popular among hunters and mercenary fighters, and a pair of black leather gloves on his hands. Although he still covered half of his face in bandages, his pale blonde hair, blue eyes, and slightly thin lips were still quite attractive. The black eyepatch on his right eye gave him a rough, mysterious flavor.

As if to annotate Bourne's words, a bottle of real old-time brandy was placed in front of Sue, and a young woman, who was already half-drunk, sat next to Sue, almost to his ear and said, "Hey! Pretty boy, would you like to have a drink together? You see, this wine is good, and I'm good! ”

Even by Asmo's standards, this woman is indeed good. If it were normal times, maybe Sue, who had just finished the task, would be interested in venting her accumulated desires. But tonight when she showed up was so bad, just after Bourne finished saying that, Sue not only didn't have the slightest desire, but also didn't even have the mood to deal with her.

Trouble always seems to come with women. Before Su could figure out how to refuse, a big black hand pressed on the wine glass in Sue's hand, crushing the glass heavily on the bar. Then, the black-haired hand shook it in mid-air in a dazzling manner, and the glass slag fell to the ground in a slump without a single scratch on the palm.

Standing behind Su was a two-meter-tall man, with only a leather vest on his muscular upper body. He stared at Su like a bear and said viciously, "Boy! Are you seducing the woman I have my eye on? ”

The whole bar fell silent, and almost everyone was watching this side. There were hunters, warriors, women who needed to earn tomorrow's bread, and many of the employees of Payne's Company. The security guards stood by the wall with their arms crossed, looking like they were waiting to see a good show.

"You've soiled my cup." Su said calmly. His voice was soft and melodious, full of magnetism, and the eyes of the half-drunk woman lit up when he heard it.

"Bastard! What did you say! The strong man felt insulted, the thick green tendons on his neck kept throbbing, and the muscles on his body wriggled as quickly as if they were full of insects. The people in the bar immediately roared, commented, and discussed. The muscle hair has reached the point of this metamorphosis, which means that this strong man's strength has been strengthened by the third order. In Asmo, no matter which third-order ability domain it is, although it can't be said to be able to walk sideways, at least no one wants to provoke casually.

The strong man coughed a few times, and a mouthful of thick phlegm had reached the mouth of his throat. He was going to spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the thin little white face, and then punch him in the neck.

However, when the phlegm reaches the throat, it is no longer possible to spit it out.

The strong man's mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he stared at the modified pistol deep in his mouth, not knowing how this gun appeared. However, the huge body of the gun, which was nearly fifty centimeters, reminded him that this pistol could smash his head with ease, and it was no more difficult than breaking a cup.

There was a soft snap of the card, and Su deducted the hammer. The strong man's face immediately turned pale. Barely giving the strong man time to think, Sue had already pulled the trigger!

Click!

The sound of the hammer falling was completely drowned out by the earth-shattering screams of the strong man, but the gunshot, which should have been even louder, did not appear.

The strong man, who had fainted, fell to the ground, knocked over two tables, and knocked over several wine bottles and countless glasses.

The screams of the women in the bar came and went, I don't know if they were scared by the strong man, or if they were cheering for Sue.

Sue picked up the expensive bottle of brandy on the table, poured some on the muzzle, and lit it. It wasn't until the pale blue flame burned out that he turned on the drum and reattached the six bullets in the palm of his right hand.

Anyone who has been in Asmo for a long time basically knows not to provoke Sue lightly. This strangely dressed man looks calm and gentle, even a little cowardly, but in fact he is ruthless. The brawny man had only been in Asmo for a few days and didn't know any of this, so everyone in the bar was waiting to see what happened to him.

After such a fuss, of course, the wine could not be drunk. Sue left the bar alone and walked towards the hotel where she was staying. He is going to sort out the equipment, make a plan for the supplies that need to be replenished, and then leave Asmo tomorrow after the genetic modification potion is released, and after the supplies and ammunition are replenished.

After leaving, Sue had no plans to come back. Although this meant that the hard-earned Payne Company license was effectively a piece of waste paper, Sue did not regret it. He didn't like to get into trouble very much, and Leigh, who was in a high position in the Rockserland Company, had the characteristics of trouble.

The night passed quickly.

At half past nine the next day, shortly after the opening of most of Asmo's stores, Sue had done everything she had to do. After selling the genetic modification agent, he received 4,000 yuan in exchange for two pieces of ceramic bulletproof sheets, a set of precision tools and dozens of special bullets. After buying these, Sue became destitute again. In this day and age, there are no banks, only coins are in circulation, and a lot of money means unaffordable weight, so it makes sense to spend as much as you can. What's more, there are too many places for Su to use money, at least in the foreseeable future, he will not have the problem of having nowhere to spend his money.

At 9:40, Sue was fully equipped, wrapped in a heavy cloak again, and walked towards the Asmo exit.

Less than a hundred meters from the exit, Su suddenly stopped. The ground shook slightly, and billowing smoke and dust rose in the distance. Then the roar of the engine could be heard in the distance, tearing through the silence of Asmo's early morning.

The soldiers guarding the exit nervously ran behind their chests and aimed their weapons at the billowing smoke. With an almost frantic roar of engines, two off-road jeeps leaped out of the smoke and roared towards Asmo. Behind their trembling bodies, two smoke dragons were pulled. Both SUVs are equipped with bulletproof armor, and the Asmo Guards' small arms pose little threat to them, but the 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on their compartments are not something that sandbag chests can contain.

Asmo's guards were pale, sweat pouring from their helmets. The black muzzles of the two anti-aircraft machine guns made their lives feel a real threat, and the eye-catching Pentium tank logo on the off-road vehicle made them afraid to pull the trigger lightly. This is the sign of Roxerland.

There seemed to be a Tyrannosaurus rex roaring in the smoke and dust, and the roar immediately drowned out the roar of two Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicles. Then a locomotive painted dark black suddenly rushed out of the dust cloud, and at an incredible speed passed over two off-road vehicles, heading straight for Asmo! The locomotive was modified to the wildest, and the roar of the engine was perfectly matched by its incredible speed.

The locomotive didn't seem to see the guards guarding the chest at all, and rushed straight in, until it rushed through the Asmo gate before the car leaned over and grabbed the brakes!

The shrill whistling of metal grinding enveloped Asmo in an instant, and the glass windows of the houses near the gate burst one by one, and the locomotive kicked up a cloud of dust! After nearly 100 meters of painful and trembling braking, the locomotive body was lightly righted with the last bit of kinetic energy, fully demonstrating the rider's near-perfect handling technique.

The locomotive stopped dignified less than three meters from Su. The rider of the motorcycle wore a dark black tight-fitting leather suit, which perfectly outlined the curves of the explosive body, and the legs straddling the motorcycle showed off the proud length. She was not wearing a helmet, and her short chestnut hair flew arrogantly in the strong wind.

From time to time, the locomotive roared lowly, causing more and more onlookers to feel the heavy shock on their chests. This is clearly a beast that refuses to hibernate!

In front of everyone, Li pointed to Su and said word by word: "From now on, you are my person!" ”