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1. ('No one heats up in winter' third-order desperate Great Wall branch),

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[Phased mission 'Clearing the Detroit Regional Head of Lethonton' mission completed]

[The game enters the end]

Su Wen turned off the prompt.

He heard the cheers of the gun-wielding thugs around him:

"Rhine!"

"Rhine!"

"Rhine!"

For these low-level gang members, the top leader of a giant cyber oligarchy is perhaps someone who will never be touched until the day they die on the streets of Detroit.

But now.

The disgusting figure had been crushed to the ground like a puddle of mud by the tires of the car.

It's a feeling that these Detroit natives can't imagine.

But Su Wen was not thrilled by the cheers.

Opposite.

He raised his hand.

Suppressed all the cheers.

Then he said calmly:

"Now, together we have completed the liquidation of Lethonton.

It's a credit to all.

But in the future, I hope there will still be someone who can remember tonight:

Burn yourself and fight for yourself, because some endings are far more important than life. ”

He didn't think the thugs in the room would all agree with what he said.

But as long as one remembers.

So.

The glimmer of civilization will continue to be passed on.

[Obtain Origin Knowledge Fragments: Night's Watch - Civilization Watch]

As everyone knows.

At the same time, these words were faithfully recorded by reporters in Detroit.

Then.

It has caused a huge sensation all over the world.

[Passed by your will]

[City of Chaos—Detroit (Future Milestone): Crisis of the Mind - Correction Agreement, Crisis of the Mind - 'The Origin of Human Nature' have all changed]

Two hours later.

All remaining Les-Onton Trauma Team prosthetic modifiers in the building were removed.

Frey also walked out after tackling the gunship at height.

Suven handed Jayer to the white hound, who was standing in the crowd with a sniper rifle on his back.

The middle-aged man with silver hair and scars on his face said hoarsely:

"Thank you."

"No thanks, we'll meet again at the freezing bar later."

Su Wen said calmly.

And the beagle nodded silently.

In his understanding.

The friend of Goyle, the strange night watchman, was not prepared to ask for a well-deserved honorarium.

It is likely that he will be interrogated about his previous tenure at Lesionton.

But Fern O'Neill isn't ready to leave.

He witnessed firsthand the collapse of the Neon Building in chaotic Detroit.

He also executed Andrew Brady with his own hands.

The Beagle has no regrets.

The other side.

Su Wen didn't care what Fern was thinking.

He fulfilled his promise.

Also in the meantime according to Caroline's prompts.

A large collection of all kinds of Lethonton's most sophisticated technological products.

Fill the upgraded storage box until there is no gap.

Equally.

The tens of thousands of followers who poured into the building also gained a lot of 'valuable gadgets'.

Even if those things are sold on the black market.

It's enough for these people to get drunk in bars every day, and so on for a month.

It can indeed be called a great harvest.

After the final closing phase is completed.

Su Wen said to them:

"I still have some work here, so let's leave first.

The edifice beneath our feet is about to disappear completely in Detroit. ”

Hear this.

Others also didn't have the idea of sending their lives here in vain.

They all left quickly and contentedly with large bags and small bags.

When everyone is evacuated.

Suvin stood on the roof of the Les-Onton building, watching the waves wash up on the Atlantic coast with a reflective neon glow.

He dialed the number he had reserved:

"President York, do you agree with what you said about 'business'?"

"Fars doesn't make a loss-making deal, but if it's Lethonton's message, I think, it's probably a sure-fire deal."

Old York's tone of scrutiny is more businessman-level:

"Mr. Night's Watch, what you want has arrived at its intended location."

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Su Wen looked at the black fighter jet in the sky that came through the clouds.

He turned around in style.

Back in the car with a black, streamlined and cold appearance.

Subsequently.

The No. 25 racer took the wheel.

Press the throttle.

Airplanes~!!

The car sped out.

Meanwhile.

In front of all those who participated in the Revolution of Lethonton.

It's on the top floor of the Neon Tower.

A deep blue streamer streaked across the night sky.

Then.

Countless bombs fell from the sky.

Smashing on the supertall building that was once perhaps called a landmark.

Moment.

A roaring explosion came from that point.

Brings a dawn that never sleeps brighter than the neon lights of the City of Chaos!

It is reported.

Origin century five years - autumn.

After tonight.

Detroit has one more underground tradition:

Every year, all the gangs where there are strife and contradictions hold racing competitions on the same date.

In honor of the legend that can never be surpassed at the same time.

After the race, they will have the biggest party in the world.

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Inside the Freezing Point Bar.

A glamorous mature beauty in a tight leather coat pushes the door in.

She looked in the direction of the bar and asked:

"You're going to leave Detroit like that?"

"I can't be considered leaving, after all, I didn't belong here in the first place."

A handsome gentleman bartender wipes the wine glass in his hand.

Next.

He smiled and said:

"Miss Caroline, how about a glass of 'French Martini'?"

"Whatever, I'm probably not as interested in cocktails as I am in your 'racing skills.'"

It has been said, "Cocktails start with martinis and end with martinis." ”

I think you'll probably be able to make a difference after tasting this wine. ”

Su Wen puts four ice cubes in the shaker pot.

Pour in raspberry vodka, champoliqueur, Cointreau, pomegranate juice, pineapple juice.

The action shakes elegantly and evenly.

Finally, the cocktail was strained into a glass, garnished with berries and handed to the beautiful third-order transcendent lady.

Caroline Lydia took the cocktail.

She took a shallow sip.

There was also a little more incredible look in his eyes.

Then.

The hacker lady said lazily:

"I've hacked into the database of the Great Wall of Desperation.

At the very least, there is no night watchman in North America who is as good at bartending and racing. ”

"So, Miss Caroline, have you heard the details of the Westminster Act?"

Mr. Bartender said with a smile.

Su Wen prepares to fabricate the identity of a high-secrecy night watchman.

Prepare for future game projections.

So.

These specious answers were the foreshadowing for him.

At this time.

The real owner of the Freezing Point Bar has just taken care of his daughter to sleep.

The silver-haired middle-aged man walked downstairs and said earnestly to the legendary racer Mr. who was working as a bartender:

"I've been with Leson too, but those things have nothing to do with Jayer."

"I know, take it easy."

Su Wen has the [Identification] skill and can see everything clearly.

Besides, he hasn't gotten cyberpsychosis yet.

So.

He just smiled and pointed to the bar in front of him:

"Punch Royal, Blood and Sand, Caribbean Sunrise.

Choose one of three cocktails. ”