[Victor, we have the person you want. We need all the white potions you have in your hands]

When he received this stranger message, Victor was lying on the repair table, and Marano's mechanic was repairing his back armor and replacing prosthetic parts.

Last night, he went to the territory of the Wind Demon Society to kill him, and he was injured a lot, but fortunately, he won the battle and stabilized people's hearts.

He promoted a few minions, rewarded them with a few good-quality second-hand prostheses, and promised to elect a new deputy leader based on his performance during the turmoil.

Victor: [There's no need to hide it, your federation has been doing a lot of work these two days]

Wanting to rely on this kind of grass platform team to fight for autonomy is purely an act of seeking death.

Victor: [Gamès in your hands? 】

[Everything is in good condition] [Picture] [Picture]

[We want all the white agent in your hands]

Victor: [100 white agents, you release people, all prostheses and chips must not be missing]

Hacker prosthetics are scarce in the border area, and putting a whiteboard and returning Garmez is useless in the short term.

[400 pcs.] You have a total of 800 white agents in your hands, even if they are adulterated, 400 are there.]

Not really. Only 200 sticks are genuine.

[Up to 200 branches, with a total price of more than 500,000, it is sincere enough to redeem Gamez]

Victor replied quickly, piles of spikes protruding from the edges of the shadow.

They wanted to keep Victor, and they didn't plan to let them leave alive.

[We will inspect the goods on the spot, do not adulterate.] Tomorrow you will be notified of the time and place half an hour in advance, you come alone, there are only four of us present]

Victor: [Be fair, one-on-one]

[The four of us are worried that we won't be able to run away, and we will die one-on-one. 】

Victor: [Who dares to underestimate you if you can capture Gamiz alive]

[Exchange the white agent rotten in your hands for the deputy leader to return, such a good deal is only once in a lifetime]

Bai Zhe observes Victor with the eyes of the black tide and negotiates with him.

Through shadow vision, he can accurately control the other party's emotional changes and find out the details.

Victor: [Don't play tricks when and where to trade]

[The ambush of the Wind Demon Society was unsuccessful, we are not so idle]

[Preferably so]

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[The old factory area of Sunset Plaza, No. 3 abandoned factory. We only waited for half an hour, and we didn't wait]

Victor confirmed the message and drove a black bulletproof sedan into the abandoned factory area.

He stopped the car and turned on the communication on the headset.

"Chief, the drone didn't see anyone, there was only one homeless man in that position."

"Is there an ambush?"

"There are no signals from the device or the prosthesis."

Two small drones hovered over the roof of Victor's car, and two flew over Sunset Square to reconnoitre, remotely controlled by his subordinates, feeding back the observations to him.

The guy who hides his head and tail.

Victor drove to the No. 3 plant, and the homeless man at the door handed him a note, which read: Go to warehouse No. 17, within five minutes, one person.

Exactly the opposite direction. One is in the westernmost part of the factory and one is in the easternmost part. The road is winding, and it takes three or four minutes to drive through.

His gaze was gloomy, and the feeling of being led away was very unpleasant. If it weren't for the current shortage of manpower......

The black sedan whizzed along the potholes, did not slow down when it encountered a turn, and fiercely rushed in the direction of Warehouse 17.

"Has the drone arrived?"

"It's almost there, no anomalies have been found so far."

"The drone finds the target. One van, two ordinary motorcycles, a total of five people. One of them was in the trunk of the van. ”

"No ambush found."

"Keep watching, don't turn off the communications."

Victor stopped his car outside the warehouse, twenty or thirty meters from the van.

He knew all four people on the other side. Falken, and the trio of the damn band, one of whom was NEIR, was there. Is a band going to die together.

A message came from the headphones. There are multiple automatons, multiple electronically controlled guns, and a shotgun in the van.

Falken had four barrels attached to his arm prosthesis, and Moya carried two pistols with homemade weapons on both arms that were anti-scanning.

Do you want to kill him with these things... Or are they stupid enough to really take it as a deal?

He paid attention to the strange equipment on Moya's arm, which was super large, but it didn't look like it was loaded much. As for the shotgun, it is speculated that it was used to fire special bullets.

"What about Gámez?"

Bai Zhe, who was in the back seat of the van, got out of the car and opened the trunk and lifted out the unconscious Gamez.

"She was given an anesthetic. We don't dare to let such a dangerous hostage wake up. ”

Victor frowned. Gamiz appeared to be not dead but unconscious, but the prostheses on her arms had been partially dismantled, and unsurprisingly, the most powerful EMP function had been removed. The other prostheses were also dismantled a little.

"Where's the white agent?"

"I said that the equipment on her had to be intact."

"In the car. After the transaction is completed, we will leave the demolished part here. If you behave inappropriately, those modules will be destroyed. ”

Bai Zhe stood in front of the car with Gamez on his back, waiting for Victor's decision.

The other party got out of the car with a suitcase, and the two walked in the opposite direction.

He is the best person to trade with Victor. In the eyes of the other party, he is the least valuable hostage.

Bai Zhe patted Gamez on the back and didn't wake up. He handed the hostage to Victor and took the suitcase.

Victor stared at him indifferently, his dark silver skin glowing with cold, and the hideous shadow stretched its spikes towards his shadow's head and chest.

In the end, there was no hands-on. Kill this NEIR or take it as a hostage, the gain is too small.

The two turned around and walked against each other.

"We need to inspect the goods, make sure that there is no problem, and then leave the dismantled modules behind."

Bai Zhe handed the suitcase to Rogge, and after the repairman opened the box, he randomly selected the white agent to search for its production serial number.

"I'm a greedy person."

Victor put Gamès in the car and let out a cold voice.

"But I know when to give up. Giving up the little things can get more. ”

It's good that Gamez comes back alive, it doesn't matter if he lacks a few parts. It's even more important to kill all these troublesome bugs.

Boom!

He dodged sideways, dodging the scattered shotgun projectiles.

Several lead projectiles swept across his skin armor, leaving only slight pain and a few small scratches.

Even if it hits head-on, the power is too small. Victor dodged purely out of instinct.

What's the point of threatening him with something like this?

Bai Zhe shot again, and the bullet speed was much faster than the first shot.

The world is slowing down.

Victor watched as the large buckshot flew slowly towards him, beginning to melt in the heat. It makes no difference to switch to a single-headed bullet.

He stretched out his fist and struck the projectile from the side with the back of his hand, knocking it out. It's not hard to catch it.

The sound of continuous shooting.

Rogge maneuvered the gun and fired into the sky, shooting down three small drones at once. The last one escaped a few dozen meters and was also blown up.

Next, it's nothing more than a fight for life and death.

Boom!

Moya fired the scorching cannon, and the hot stream shot at Victor in a column.