Seeing that the time was not early, Mo Fan put the robotic arm into the sports bag.

Grab two sharpened kitchen knives, put on a yellow jacket from the thrift market, and prepare to head to the Bones stronghold.

When he went out, he instinctively closed the door, only to find that the door had been kicked by the Bloodbone Gang's gangsters during the day, and he hadn't had time to repair it.

Forget it, there is nothing valuable at home anyway.

The stronghold of the Bloodbones is located on the western outskirts of Wildwind.

He had been there, and after the bank transferred the debt to the Bloodbones, the predecessor was called to the stronghold.

The Bloody Bones told him to send money regularly every month in the future, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

At that time, several leaders of the gang looked at him with strange eyes, and they thought they wanted to pull him into the gang.

But now it seems that they should be hungry for him.

He mounted his modified red motorcycle and headed west of Wildwind.

The trailer camp No. 34 where he lives is on the eastern outskirts of Wildwind, and it has to cross the entire town.

Due to lack of funds, the roads around the town are very dilapidated, and the ground is full of cracks, and weeds can often be seen in the crevices.

It is surrounded by a cookie-cutter desolate scene, with desertified ground, barren mountains, and abandoned garbage everywhere.

The patterns on the road signs on both sides have long been corroded by the acid rain, and are now painted with graffiti.

If you don't have a local to guide you, outsiders will definitely get lost.

As we approached the town, sporadic advertising signs began to appear on both sides of the road.

Occasionally, you can see the bus stop, but you can hardly see people waiting for the bus.

In a small place like Wildwind, the synonym for taking public transportation is to play with your life.

The cities of Azure Star are divided into five levels, meteor star, comet star, satellite star, planetary star, and stellar star.

Wildwind is the lowest-level Meteor City, or Meteor Town.

Meteor star towns represent not only the size of the area, but also the lack of air purification layers, large water purification centers, and a lack of jobs, and small companies are reluctant to open factories here......

Various factors lead to the smaller the place, the more "simple" the folk customs.

For example, Wildwind Town has a permanent population of 100,000, and more than 10,000 of them are gangsters, and Gotham can be regarded as a peaceful place to live and work compared to here.

As long as the sun goes down, except for the commercial areas with backgrounds and small traders and vendors who have paid enough protection fees, there is a good chance that anyone who can be seen outside will be gang members.

All public facilities, including public transport, are a playground for gang members.

Some small gangs in the early stages of their careers will even occupy buses on a certain route as mobile strongholds.

At 8:50, he entered the Bloodbone Gang stronghold on time and parked his car in front of a metal gate.

Behind the door is a "manor", which was designed according to the specifications of the manor, at least when it was built.

Unfortunately, the talent is limited, and the main body of the three-story building looks like an unfinished rough house.

What should have been a garden area has been replaced with garbage, condoms, wine bottles, and discarded needles.

The style of the manor is almost meaningless, but the atmosphere as a gang stronghold is very good.

As soon as Mo Fan arrived in front of the metal gate, two thugs with rifles on their backs approached.

They looked at Mo Fan and asked, "Brother, where are you doing?" ”

Mo Fan took out his work card, "The trainee of the Big Bird Bar, the bloody boss ordered the door-to-door service tonight." ”

The two thugs looked at Mo Fan, they looked at the sports bag behind Mo Fan suspiciously, and asked:

"What's in the bag, open it and let's see."

"It's all the props that the boss of the blood and bones wants to use, and it's inconvenient to use at night."

When the two thugs heard this, they both put on expressions of understanding.

One of them couldn't help but say, "So many things, professional." ”

Mo Fan puffed up proudly, "I've practiced on Red Square in Westster City for two and a half years, and it's just a basic operation. ”

The two thugs were shocked by Mo Fan's professionalism, and hurriedly opened the door and let him in.

Mo Fan raised his head with his chest straight, didn't look at the two of them, and strode towards Xiaolou.

Behind him, one of the thugs whispered, "Is it really okay for us to let it go like this, in case there are weapons inside......"

Another thug interrupted: "How is it possible, there are dozens of our brothers in the stronghold, even if he really gives him a gun, will he dare to shoot?" ”

"That's right."

The stronghold of the Bloody Bone Gang is heavily defended, and as a slightly famous gang, it is naturally indispensable to be attacked by peers.

After all, the cake is so big, the latecomer can't put down the knife to cut the cake, so he can only stab the senior.

Several exits of the stronghold are monitored, and two teams of gunmen patrol the courtyard in shifts.

The patrol thugs are extra vigilant, ensuring that when an eyeless guy comes to attack, they can immediately sound the alarm and counterattack.

However, these preparations were all for uninvited guests, and the thugs were not wary of Mo Fan coming in openly.

Leaning on the work card around his neck, he entered the small building unimpeded, and on the first floor, he saw the green hair that kicked his door during the day.

He took the initiative to step forward and asked the green hair, "Where is the blood and bone boss?" ”

"On the third floor, follow me."

The green hair glanced at Mo Fan's backpack, but did not speak, the doorman and the patrol team were let go, and he naturally did not want to do much.

The two of them came to the innermost room on the third floor, and the green hair said:

"The Boss is waiting for you inside."

"Wait, don't go yet." Mo Fan stopped the green hair.

"What for?"

Mo Fan knocked on the door, and at the same time turned back and said:

"Your boss will probably call you in later, just wait outside."

"What do you want me to do?" The green hair stood outside the house with a confused face, neither walking, nor not leaving.

"Good thing, wait."

After entering the house, Mo Fan saw a strong man in the house.

The strong man is more than two meters tall, has a strong body, and must be working out a lot, wearing a riveted leather coat, with a moxican hair, three scars and a bullet mark on the left side of his face, a gang logo tattooed on his right cheek, and a striking blood-dripping skull.

The strong man is the boss of the Blood and Bone Gang, a ruthless man nicknamed Bloody Bones.

Under the light, Mo Fan noticed that the right eye of the blood bone was slightly reflective, and his gaze was slightly dull compared to his left eye, which should have a prosthetic eye, and he secretly said in his heart that he would bypass this eye when he would do it.

When Mo Fan observed Blood Bone, Blood Bone was already standing at the door of the bedroom, beckoning to him:

"Little cutie, you're finally here, come here."

Unlike its rugged appearance, the voice of Bloodbone is magnetic, or female, and a single mouth gives goosebumps.

Looking into the bedroom, I found that there was a large four-meter-wide bed inside, and five people would not be crowded when lying side by side.

The sheets are all pink, and the girlish heart of the bed owner is revealed.

Mo Fan was shocked when he saw it, and he wanted to go out and interview the members of the Blood and Bone Gang outside, and ask them if they knew that their boss had such a tough guy.

Seeing that Mo Fan didn't move, the blood bones thought he was shy, so the whole person stuck to him, and reached out to grab his shoulder.

"Little cutie, what's on your back?"

Mo Fan had goosebumps all over his body, and his shoulders sank quickly, and while dodging the bloody hand, he put the backpack on the ground.

"It's full of little toys that you like, Boss Blood."

"Really?"

Blood Bone was a little excited, thinking that it was worthy of the Big Bird Bar, not only researching customer preferences before door-to-door service, but also bringing its own props.

When the blood bones lowered his head and opened the backpack, Mo Fan had an extra kitchen knife in his hand.

Carrying the Great Refinement Body Method, the spiritual power runs in the body, concentrating on the left arm.

Then he simply took out the knife and stabbed it into the back of the bloody bone with precision, and with a pop, the twenty-centimeter-long blade sank in.

The prosthetic eye on the right side of the blood bone turned, looking at the tip of the knife peeking through the left eye socket, full of puzzlement.

It's all my people outside, how dare he do it, isn't he afraid of my teammates? Stunned, stunned.

The world is declining, young people don't talk about martial arts, and they actually engage in deception and sneak attacks.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and his heart said I'm dead, so he snorted coldly and swallowed.

Throwing the corpse of the blood bones onto the bed, Mo Fan turned his head and returned to the door of the room.

He opened the door and beckoned to the green hair.

"The Boss of the Bones called you."

"What do you want me to do?" The green hair followed Mo Fan into the house with a blank face.

Mo Fan turned the kitchen knife in his palm, replaced it with a reverse grip, and put a knife on the green hair's waist.

The green fur was so painful that he knelt on the spot, and breathed like a fish being dragged ashore.

Mo Fan took the opportunity to stuff a ball of sheets into Green Hair's mouth, and then inserted four knives into Green Hair's shoulder and Achilles tendon.

Crisp and sharp, the knife is accurate, and the target is completely incapacitated.

He turned around and locked the door, and smiled at the green hairs who were slumped on the ground:

"It's nothing, it's just that the house is too big, I'm afraid of getting lost, and I want to ask you to help draw a schematic diagram."