Chapter 3 My dream is to be a delivery boy who eats and waits for death!
A busy and fulfilling week of food delivery has passed quickly, and this week, Aaron's Little Sheep has become one of the most eye-catching scenery on the Avenue of the Whitsundays, where the restaurant is located, thanks to his skillful driving skills.
As London's most famous Avenue of the Whitsundays, it still retains the Victorian style of the 18th century, so many tourists come here to visit, and whenever the eight o'clock of Hagia Sophia strikes, visitors can always see a young man in an orange vest riding a small scooter with a horning sound through the flock of startled pigeons.
"Hi Chris!" He took the little sheep's key and said hello to the doorman, and then Aaron rushed into the dining room in a rage, and then rushed out with a stack of takeout boxes.
"Chris, open the door for me!"
"Thanks, buddy!"
Originally, Aaron thought that his life would go on like this, until he went to deliver food in the more chaotic north London.
"Mr. Malfoy, your extra-large portion of chow mein and caramel Coke for six have arrived!"
"Sir, sir, your takeaway has arrived!"
Every city has its ragged slums, and it's a paradise of all religions, so Aaron didn't want to stay here for a moment, but his employer didn't come to pick up the food, and for his best employee of the month award, Aaron gritted his teeth and smashed the iron door that looked unrecognizable.
As a result, the door creaked open, and looking at the dark corridor, Aaron sighed helplessly, and then walked up.
As he approached the second-floor door, Aaron heard a burst of music.
"Hey, Mr. Malfoy, are you there? I'm going to push the door in! ”
As soon as the door was pushed open, a pungent smell wafted out, and Aaron covered his nose, trying not to let himself inhale the smoke that wafted out with the smell.
Then he saw four or five naked men and women lying on the ground, looking intoxicated.
"Is this a knock?"
Then one of Nigo probably heard the door open, and opened his eyes to see Aaron standing in the doorway.
“cop!” Frightened, Nigo pulled out a short-barreled shotgun from under the table and aimed it at Aaron.
Then Aaron just felt that time had stopped, and his mind had already begun to plan tactics, throwing out the fast food box, disrupting the vision, and then leaning on the couch for cover, and then grabbing the Nigo's chest hair, tearing it hard, he would release the shotgun because of the pain, and then fight back.
Time flowed again, and then Aaron threw out the takeout box, and Nigo on the ground very cooperatively raised his gun and smashed the fast food containing fried noodles and cola, and the broken noodles and soup splashed everywhere, and then Aaron jumped sharply, rolled forward and got behind the sofa, and then the second shotgun smashed half of the sofa, taking advantage of this, Aaron pounced forward, grabbed the bolt of the shotgun with his left hand and grabbed the bolt of the shotgun with his right hand and pulled back again and again to withdraw the bullet from the chamber.
Nigo, who was in pain in his chest, let go of the shotgun with a scream, and only then did the other Nigo realize what had happened. Struggling to get up.
Aaron kicked Nigo in the face, kicked himself away, and then grabbed the shotgun bullet that had fallen to the ground, loaded it, shot it, loaded it, shot it, shot it, got it on, shot it up, got it on the room, and the only thing left in the room was Nigo who had been kicked in the face.
"Hey, man, do you know who we are?"
"Oh, who?"
"I tell you, we're the Iron Slag Gang!"
"Bump!"
"So does it have anything to do with me?"
After disposing of Nigo's corpse, Aaron skillfully began the work that was necessary after the battle, touching the corpse.
White powder from all corners of the room, rushing into the sewers, and banknotes, I have to say that in every novel, the protagonist will run to the gangs to borrow money if he has no money, Aaron found at least more than 3,000 pounds of loose money from these Nigo's bags, and there are several boxes of banknotes in the cabinet in their bedroom, but Aaron didn't touch the money, God knows if these banknotes are marked or something.
In addition to the money, Aaron took the PS4 from the cabinet.
After looting the loot, it was time to sweep up, and after arranging the scene as if he was delirious due to drug addiction and led to cannibalism, Aaron left.
It wasn't until three hours later, when the upstairs neighbor couldn't bear the loud music and came down to slam on the door, that the scene was discovered, and the police sent from the police station also met the gang members who also received the news on the road, and the two sides exchanged fire again, and the patrol with only ordinary firepower was defeated by the gang and had to stay where they were. Then by the time the armed police arrived, the murder scene had been destroyed and in shambles. In addition, because it is a gang member, this case is not closed.
And Aaron, who ended his food delivery work, also inexplicably received the task of the system.
[As a qualified delivery person, you successfully killed the high-pitched customers and swept away their change by the way, so shouldn't you continue this business? Or be a superhero who delivers food during the day and punishes injustice at night? 】
[I don't want to, it's just a good deal today, I just want to be a qualified delivery person! ] 】
[Well, as a reward for killing four gang members today, this one is for you!] 】
Then Aaron pulled out a sci-fi-looking watch from his pocket.
"Agent Aaron Keina, welcome back!"
[WDNMD, this is activating the profession for me again? 】
[No, it's just your watch, activate the profession, you're still far away!] 】
[Then why don't you return Lao Tzu's electrician's set!] 】
[Wake up, you were killed by the second group of agents on the streets of New York and your equipment exploded, okay! You also want equipment! You're thinking about peaches to eat! 】
[Then I have a table and a jb for use?] 】
[Take a look at your skill bar for yourself!] 】
[emmm, so you have chosen everything for me, right?] 】
[Yes, yo-yo, isn't it good?] This is your favorite! 】
[The problem is, I don't even have a gun, what's the use of you giving me a yoyo?] 】
Aaron is still very happy to get his favorite yo-yo skill, but this 5-minute cooldown is a bit of a pit, throw a yoyo, blow up a few enemies, and then tell the remaining enemies that you wait for me for five minutes, and I will cool down the skill? Even if it's going to be beaten into a sieve.
Although they had the money when they took out the gangsters in the afternoon, Aaron looked at the state of the weapons, two pistols had no spare bullets, one Uzi submachine gun rifled crookedly, and the only shotgun that could be used was only 8 rounds. The gang has no future at all.
[System, can't you just fire a gun? ] 】
[I'm up, it's been a shot for a second, what's there to say, you don't want to use it when you give you a big sniper, it's better to be unaffordable, how about buying you a set of armor? ] 】
[Forget it, I'd better figure it out myself!] 】
Aaron looked out the window at the raindrops that were slowly getting bigger, and suddenly felt that he was still nostalgic for his past life in the rain of bullets.