Still in the middle of the night, Jeff followed Gambler out into the street, Gambler's plan was to throw him to the regular army of the Empire, and no useful information was asked from him, so now the civilian became a liability. No pop-up window update fast //

Originally, the gambling snake was going to leave him in the house, where the food could last for some time, and maybe Jeff would survive when the pollution passed. But Jeff also seemed to understand the situation, he had seen many bloody scenes of mutated creatures being torn apart, and if he had to choose, he would rather go out and risk with the desire to survive than stay in one place and wait for things to turn their own.

The gambling snake took him to a large casino, where Jeff was spotted by an HL unit preparing to evacuate, and he walked over alone with his hands raised, dressed in civilian clothing and carrying no weapons on his body, so the sentry posts of those troops did not shoot indiscriminately in the first place.

Watching Jeff being accepted by the army, the gambling snake overlooking the top of the building in the distance left.

Since the situation in the research institute is basically clear, it is enough for the blood lords to do it, and the ability to bet on snakes is not suitable for dealing with monsters, he is better at dealing with people...... So, he returned to the city and continued to look for the target of this mission.

As the old song goes, "The city never sleeps". That's exactly what Atlantic City is right now.

In the darkness of the night before dawn, the city curls itself up like a shivering vagabond, and in the dim light of the streetlights, it makes people feel a trace of warmth, and countless mutated creatures that never sleep roamed the vein-like streets like sick blood cells.

"Dead" or "alive". Gambling Snake couldn't tell if these monsters were "dead people" or "something still alive".

If social status and relationships represent a person, then there are too many worthless living dead in the world, even if they die. Nor will they have any effect on the outside world, nor will they perceive the death of any individual like them.

Perhaps the appearance of these monsters is to be considered alive, and every time they kill and forage for food, they will bring fear to others and transform their own tangible benefits, which is something they could not do when they were still 'human'.

Slaughter. It is also a way of communicating.

The Gambler's operation did not go as smoothly as it had in the middle of the night, and since the power in the city had been restored, it would be more difficult to hide his whereabouts.

Sneaking around the city again, he found a lot of hiding places where people were hiding the last time he passed. Or what was considered a stronghold had changed, and in just half a night's interval, many stragglers had become food for the monsters. Of course, there are also signs that some of the teams were evacuated after the power was restored. Went somewhere else.

Secretly scouting the location of several teams of people, the gambling snake did not find the target, and he became more and more worried that the person had died in the city, and consciously accelerated the speed of his action.

By the time the sun rises. The gambling snake probed several more places where humans gathered, but still found nothing. On the way, he was attacked a few times by several monsters that were quite agile, but fortunately he was very skilled. The attention and reaction speed are excellent, and the mutated creatures are dealt with without any damage. But after this toss, the gambling snake also had to find a place to stop and rest for a while, slightly replenish some water, and let the body return to a certain state.

He climbed the fire staircase of a building, found a room with the windows closed tightly, and easily dived in.

There was no smell of blood in the house, which was a good sign, and the Gambler first explored all the rooms one by one, and after making sure it was safe, he let his guard down a little and walked to the kitchen.

You can always find some liquid drinks in the refrigerator, but if you open the refrigerator, there will be ice water that melts after the power is off.

The gambling snake walked straight to the refrigerator, but as soon as he put his hand on the handle, the door of the refrigerator suddenly popped open from the inside, and a thin man was standing in the refrigerator, holding a shotgun, pointing out and shouting, "Don't move!"

But when the man saw what he saw, he was astonished, for there was no one in front of him. He said strangely in his heart: I clearly heard footsteps approaching here just now, and the timing of rushing out was just right, the other party just wanted to dodge, and it couldn't be so fast, right?

Just as he was about to lean out to take another look, something resembling a grenade flew in from a strange angle and landed at his feet, the man was shocked, since the bottom end of the refrigerator door was about his knee, so he would be in an awkward position to bend down to pick up the thing, and it was likely that he would not be able to reach it or be too late, so he instinctively fired the gun and scrambled to climb out of the refrigerator.

But a strong hand, in the blind corner of the man's vision, closed the door of the refrigerator, and the man couldn't open it, and struggled a few times as if he was crazy in the refrigerator, causing the whole refrigerator to fall down. The door was side down, and this time he couldn't get out......

Five minutes later, the man regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had come out of the refrigerator, and before his brain could recover its function, physical discomfort quickly hit, and he ran to the sink to the side, where he vomited for a long time, as if he was about to turn his stomach upside down.

After finally panting for breath, the thin man turned around and looked at the guy behind him who was sitting on a chair with a gun in his hand, looking like a killer. He asked with a wry smile, "How do you know I'm inside?"

"The idea of hiding in the fridge was not bad. The gambling snake replied: "But you made two serious mistakes, first, those separators taken out of the refrigerator, should be destroyed or thrown somewhere else, it is very inappropriate to hide under the bed, I basically guessed that there was someone in the refrigerator when I found it just now." As for the second one......," he unexpectedly threw the shotgun back into the thin man's hand, "there was so much humidity in it that the barrel was soaked in water." ”

"Well, friend, maybe I'm a little presumptuous, but you shouldn't use tear gas, or in such a small place. The thin man complained.

"That's not tear gas. The gambling snake replied: "If it is, when I open the refrigerator door, the whole room will be affected, and I am also in this range." ”

"And what are you throwing at it?"

"I made my own gadget, I call it 'Skunk Egg', do you want to hear the recipe?"

"Goo......" The thin man heard this, and went to vomit some stomach acid again.

"Now, let's get down to business. Gambling Snake said.

"What? I don't know what your name is. ”

"I know your name, that's it. "Mr. Serz Ain, there is an old saying that I have heard about shoes made of iron and the like, and now I think that is the case. ”

"Hah...... Ha ha. Seltz smiled a smile that couldn't have been faker: "What are you talking about, man, my name is ......"

"To be able to become a staff member of the Claes family at the age of twenty-five is undoubtedly an outstanding talent. The gambling snake interrupted the other party's lie and said, "You are a smart man, so after a few years of work, you fled, taking with you a huge sum of money and countless secrets, and of course several fake identities that you had paid for a high price." You are bold, greedy, but also wise. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about......" Seltz still didn't seem to want to admit it.

"Don't worry, I'm not the one sent by the Claes family to hunt you down, and if I were, you'd be dead a long time ago. "Let me warn you, if you think that your paper-level abilities can threaten my life or help you escape, then you will make a mistake again, and the consequences of this mistake will be much more serious than if you were hiding in the refrigerator." ”

Seltz's eyes widened, cold sweat flowed, in fact, he was also vaguely aware in his heart, when the gambling snake pressed the refrigerator door with his hand just now, it was obvious that he had completely suppressed himself in terms of strength, and at this moment the other party said something about the level of the ability, coupled with this tone, it was nothing more than announcing the gap in strength.

"What do you want?" said Seltz, who had chosen wisely, as the Snake had said.

"You should ask, what am I going to give you. Gambling Snake said.

"A bullet?"

"No, it's salvation. The gambling snake raised his head slightly and looked him directly into the eyes: "You used to serve a sinful family, but today, you can be the key person to bury them." ”

"Hah...... Hahaha......" Sertz said, "Are you crazy? You might as well just give me a bullet, do you want me to testify against the Claes family?" hahaha...... In the Imperial court? Didn't you find out who opened the Yamen? I said man, you might as well go into their house single-handedly and see if you can kill a few of them. ”

"What if I told you that there was a powerful man who was about to eradicate the Claes family, and he was missing the last bit of help......" The Gambler paused, trying to gauge Seltz's reaction and give him some time to think: "Would you like to be that help?"

"Who sent you?" Seltz was completely confused: "Are you the Emperor......'s secret agent?

Ignoring his attempts to divert the subject, the Gambler continued, "Those Claes family deals...... It is not difficult to collect evidence of their crimes in the drug trade, prostitution, human trafficking, arms trade, etc., but it is very difficult to use 'legal' means to bring them down without a single witness.

You, Selz Ain, are a powerful testimony that history may engrave your name, as long as you make the right choice and do what every person with a conscience will do. ”

"Hmph...... Based on your empty words, I should believe that the Claes family will be destroyed?" Selz sneered: "I don't believe it! Their power is too great, bigger than some princes!How can it be ......"

"Why can't they be defeated?" the cold tone of the gambling snake seemed very convincing: "Any oppressor will usher in the end they deserve." Some people say it's called karma, and I call it justice. (To be continued.) )