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The brain becomes active immediately after being strengthened by the sacrifice of life span.

Du Wei could even clearly feel that the tumor in his brain was rapidly shrinking as if it had lost water, until it could no longer affect his brain.

He had never felt so relaxed as he did now.

In addition, everything on the firearm guide in front of me seemed to be turned into symbols and entered into my mind.

These symbols formed vivid pictures in his mind and were firmly remembered by Du Wei.

At this time, Du Wei was as powerful as if he had taken nzt.

Just as soon as he opened and closed his eyes, Du Wei raised the Desert Eagle again and aimed it at the head of the moving target under the ungrateful eyes of Rise.

Adjust the ups and downs of breathing, correct the posture of holding the gun, predict the trajectory of the variable-speed moving target, hit three points and one line, and shoot!

boom!

Another shot rang out.

The variable-speed moving target fell to the ground.

Rise looked at Du Wei whose aura had completely changed in astonishment, and asked hesitantly:

"This is your luck...right?"

Du Wei smiled lightly and used the remaining five bullets to answer Rise's question.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The five consecutive shots completely ignored the recoil and accurately knocked down five variable-speed moving targets at different distances.

Rise suddenly couldn't sit still.

This is not a game. Can you perform such an operation with a Sand Eagle in reality?

The ace soldier of SEAL Team 6 is nothing more than that, right?

In terms of shooting interval, it’s not even as good as Du Wei!

But Riese was pretty sure that Duwei a minute ago was a rookie who couldn't even hold a gun.

Even the way he shoots is extremely easy to break his own bones!

What happened in the meantime?

Riese thought about it and finally found a reasonable explanation:

"Is the 'machine' helping you?"

Du Wei smiled and admitted this statement:

"Bingo, how else could I have made such rapid progress?

As long as there are electronic devices here, machines can invade here.

Relying on its guidance, I can kill people through walls."

Seeing Du Wei admit that the machine was helping him, Rise breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he doesn't even know what the meaning of his accurate knee-shooting technique is after practicing day and night?

Now, Rise doesn't envy the cheating connection Du Wei gained in exchange for his lifespan.

Without the aura of the machine, Du Wei is just a patient with terminal brain cancer.

Thinking of this, Rise looked at Du Wei, who seemed to have amazing talent in front of him, with pity in his eyes.

Du Wei seemed not to notice this, and directly packed up his firearm and said to Rise:

"Let's go, I'll treat you to Chinese food. It won't taste good if it's cold.

You might have to burn a lot of calories at night.”

At the dinner table, Rise looked at Du Wei, whose chopsticks were flying like flying balls, and then at his own way of holding the chopsticks like a fist, with shock in his eyes.

With the help of machines, is there anything else that Du Wei can't do?

Even something as difficult as using chopsticks became easy in his hands.

Do machines really have such a powerful influence?

In addition, can patients with advanced brain cancer have such a good appetite?

Du Wei had almost wiped away most of the four dishes and one soup on the table.

Du Wei, who was full and full, suddenly noticed that Rise was still holding the chopsticks, and he suddenly wondered:

"are you not hungry?"

Rise wouldn't say that he forgot to eat or drink because he was shocked by Du Wei's eating speed and chopstick technique. He simply put down his chopsticks and explained:

"I usually control my diet before going on a mission to avoid uncontrollable situations."

Duwei nodded, this is indeed a good way to avoid turning into a Splatoon during missions.

However, it was rare that he was not affected by the tumor for a short period of time and regained his normal sense of taste. Naturally, he ate as much as he could.

"Then let's go."

…

Soon, under the guidance of Finch who was in the library, the two found the nightclub controlled by the Blood Hand faction.

There are all kinds of luxury vehicles parked around the nightclub.

At this time, Michael had already entered the nightclub ahead of them.

He had no intention of waiting for Du Wei and the others. For him, this was his own private matter and he could resolve it himself.

Just when Rise was about to go directly into the nightclub to ask questions, Duvilla stopped him as he was about to walk out.

Then Du Wei raised his head and said to the camera on the street:

"Machine, I know you are watching us, now we have to go in and save people.

If there are any traces left on the camera, trouble will soon find us.

We might reveal your existence when we are caught, and you don’t want that, right?”

Rise looked at Du Wei who seemed to be talking to himself in the air with a stunned look on his face, and was a little confused as to what this meant.

Du Wei didn't bother to explain that he was giving the machine a way to bypass permissions.

Because Finch, as the creator of the machine, gave the machine the option to protect himself.

Therefore, only on the premise of protecting itself from being leaked can the machine bypass the security permissions and modify the camera image.

Although it is a bit risky, it is still worth taking.

Soon, the news came back from Finch that he and Reese had completely disappeared from the surveillance.

Finch was a little confused at first about how Duwei did this.

After Riser explained that he had witnessed the whole process, Finch was also greatly shocked by Duwei's actions.

He actually dared to threaten the machine face to face. This Du Wei is really a ruthless person!

After much hesitation, he still warned Du Wei:

"Duwei, if you do this, there is a high probability that the machine will judge it as a threat to it.

Therefore, if your name is disclosed to fib as a major security incident, you will most likely be subject to strict physical monitoring.

They may even assassinate you in order to eliminate the hidden danger as soon as possible."

Du Wei smiled:

"Don't worry, it won't do that. At most, it will let its followers come to me.

Moreover, if it can grow enough during this period of time.

Then it will understand that I am on its side.

Did you hear that, machine? We are in the same camp. If you help me, you are helping yourself."

Seeing that Du Wei insisted on this, Finch stopped trying to persuade him and just said:

"McKale disappeared from the surveillance camera on the street corner five minutes ago.

According to the positioning device installed on his mobile phone when we contacted him, he is now in the office area of ​​the nightclub.

Whatever you have to do, you have to do it quickly."

Du Wei nodded and hung up the phone.

Then he and Rise sneaked into the nightclub.

Then he successfully attracted the guard's attention by using a trick of making false claims in the east and west, and he went up to the office area on the second floor from the stairs on the side.

When the two of them entered, McKell was handing a stack of U.S. dollars in an envelope to the person in charge of the nightclub here, Slavi.

Slavi looked at the two people who suddenly appeared, his face suddenly became angry, and he yelled:

"Are all the people down there working for a living? Just let one person come up. How did these two people get in?!"

Seeing Slavi getting angry, a guy with pigtails and tattoos immediately spoke while chewing gum and fidgeting with the dagger in his hand:

"Slavi, do you need me to drive them away?"

When he heard this, the expression on Slavi's face was like the weather forecast on his mobile phone. Suddenly it turned cloudy and he laughed:

"No, no, I was just joking. Everyone is a guest. The uncle in front of me wants to use 9,800 US dollars to redeem that rotten bitch with gold underneath.

Maybe these two guys have a relationship that they want to redeem? I don't think there are too many things to do to make money.

So tell me, what are you planning to do here?"

Duwei pointed at McKell, who was wearing a black shirt:

"We are here to find him."

Slavi spread his hands and looked at McKell with a playful expression:

"It seems like there are still issues to be resolved between you two. Why don't you wipe your butt clean first and then think about whether you can enjoy women's affairs?"

McKell frowned slightly, turned his head and said to Du Wei who suddenly arrived:

"This is my business and has nothing to do with you. I just want to redeem Terry. I don't want to get involved in other things."

Du Wei shrugged:

"Are you too naive? Do you want to redeem her? Do you think they will give it to you?

No matter how much money you have, they won't sell underage girls like Terry.

The existence of Terry is evidence of their crime, do you think they will hand the handle into your hands?"

McKell shook his head and disagreed with Duwei's words:

“They are all legal transactions allowed by the government, and there will be no phenomenon of forcing girls into prostitution.

Besides, he has just agreed to my transaction request, Slavi, don’t you think so?”

At this time, Slavi's eyes began to flash with a dangerous light, and his finger with the ring moved slightly.

After receiving the signal, the younger brother immediately locked the door, then stood on both sides of the door with his hands folded in front of him, revealing the firearm in his hand.

The threat is self-evident.

But Slavi still had a smile on his face.

He even extended his hand to McKell as if to make a deal.

After hesitating for a second, McKell reached out and shook his hand.

At the same time, he breathed out a sigh of relief.

Problems that can be solved with money are never called problems.

Unexpectedly, Slavi held his hand tightly, stared into his eyes and said jokingly:

"You can only buy her for one month, that's all.

As for a one-time buyout? You are too naive. Your friend is right, she is not yet a minor.

So every time I sell her, I can treat it as my first time.

I can earn this amount from her in two weeks. This is a long-term money tree.

At least she still has ten years of prime time before she can no longer use it.

You can either go back and make 9800 flights, and then come back when she is as loose as a big tank.

By then her value will have depreciated, and I might give her to you for free just because I am in a good mood."

After saying that, Slavi let go of his hand, leaned on the seat, and looked sarcastically at the man he thought was an honest man in front of him.

In his opinion, only honest people would redeem themselves for a prostitute.

Otherwise, what normal person wouldn't worry about meeting his wife's former guests when he goes downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes?

McCael, who was ridiculed by this, gritted his teeth and was about to take back the money in the envelope.

Suddenly I heard a 'whoosh' sound.

In front of him, there was a bullet hole on Slavi's forehead that was bleeding continuously.

McKell's muscles all over his body tensed instantly.

This is the sound of a silencer, someone is shooting!

Before McCael could react, four more soft gunshots were heard.

Then there were four dull echoes of flesh hitting the ground.

Only then did McKell realize that it was Duwei or Reese who should have done it.

He was more inclined to believe that the tall and powerful Riise made such a decisive choice.

Because Riese had the same aura as him, which was the aura of a soldier who had gone through special training.

Only a guy like this who has gone through rigorous training can quickly knock down five gang members who are only ruthless in six seconds, and kill them with a gunshot.

But when he turned around, he only saw Du Wei holding a pistol, a Du Wei who claimed to be mentally ill and wanted to form a force to fight against the high table.

How can this be?

Even he could not complete the operation just now so perfectly.

Killing five people in six seconds, this operation is simply the pinnacle of mankind!

How could it be possible that this young man in front of me, who looked so sick no matter how he looked, could have done it?

It would have taken him 16 seconds to deal with these five people with his bare hands.

If there is a firearm, it should be able to control it within ten seconds.

But no matter what, he can't kill five enemies in different positions within six seconds!

Seeing the look McCael cast, Duwei misunderstood what he meant.

As he walked forward and shot everyone who fell down, he said:

"I told you before, they won't give him to you so easily.

To deal with them, you can only fight violence with violence."

After Du Wei finished speaking, he shot Slavi, who was sitting in the main seat, in the chest again.

Seeing Du Wei's precise and ruthless operation, McKell, who had been hesitating whether to take action or not, suddenly fell silent.

For a moment, he also wanted to kill all these scum like Du Wei.

But the reason why he didn't make up his mind was that the forces behind these people were intricate and complicated, and one move could affect the whole body.

Even the final direction will be that behemoth-the high table.

That is definitely not an existence that an individual can fight against.

But now, Du Wei has become the one who ignited the spark.

Then he will have no way out.

Du Wei is indeed right in what he said. When dealing with such people, reasoning will not work.

Trying to reason with them will only make you look weak and easy to bully.

Just like Slavi did to him, he didn't take him seriously at all.

He was even more disdainful of his money.

In other words, McCael was only used as a joke by them from beginning to end to adjust their lives.

They have no respect for McKell!

Only by fighting violence with violence and killing them until they can't speak can the root cause of the problem be solved!

Thinking of this, Michael's eyes gradually became fierce.

…

Riese, who had been planning to shoot his knee in advance to paralyze the surrounding threats, never thought that Duwei would shoot and kill so decisively.

Before he had time to take action, Du Wei had already solved everyone in one go!

This crisp approach is like a professional killer!

There is a big difference between a real person and a moving target.

Every pull of the trigger represents the loss of a living life.

This requires not only accurate marksmanship, but also strong psychological quality.

Can machines still teach psychology?

Riese was quite skeptical of this.

Recalling Du Wei's actions at the shooting training range, Riese seriously suspected that Du Wei himself was a professional killer who killed many people.

His behavior makes it hard to believe that Du Wei is a patient.

Is this Du Wei always pretending to be a pig?

Feeling the confusion in Rise's eyes, Du Wei still didn't explain anything.

After all, sacrificing one's lifespan is far more outrageous than sharing one's field of vision with a machine.

As for the basic practice of replenishing guns, it is all written in the killer rules issued by the Continental Hotel.

Killer Rule 1: The mission target must be shot again to confirm its true death.

Killer Rule Two: Eliminate all witnesses at the scene.

…

Du Wei, who had his limbs strengthened again, just faithfully implemented the above two items.

Immediately after Duwei looted the cash in Slavina's unlocked safe, Rise greeted McKell, who was still in a daze:

"Okay, let's get out of here before they react."

The two looked at each other and understood that this was not the place to talk.

McKale first glanced at the two of them, then said, "Give me the meeting address," then opened the window and jumped out, disappearing into the night from the side of the nightclub.

This is McKell's way of avoiding the surveillance cameras. Instead of taking the main road, he only takes the alley.

As for Duwei and Rise, who were completely invisible in the surveillance, they left the nightclub through the main entrance without a care in the world.

The previous ten gunshots had long been drowned in the noisy environment of the nightclub, and no one noticed the two people who left the nightclub mixed in with the crowd in the dark environment.

It was not until the next member who received the protection money went to the office to pay the money that the tragedy occurred.

…

Soon the night emergency broadcast in the taxi rang.

"... Slavi died in an office on the second floor of the nightclub, and detectives said it looked like a dispute between rival gangs over turf war.

There were signs that the house had been ransacked, and the specific reasons are still under investigation.

If relevant clues can be provided, the agents are willing to offer a reward of US$10,000."

A Kun, who was driving, glanced at the two unsmiling guys in the rearview mirror and said somewhat dryly:

"It seems a little uneasy lately."

Du Wei slowly opened his eyes, his eyes showing a hint of exhaustion.

"Who says it isn't?"

Seeing that Du Wei was chatting to death, A Kun, who couldn't find anything to talk about, could only continue driving in silence.

He also didn’t expect how he would be so destined to carry this murderous god again!

This time there are still two people!

Especially when they saw a bulging black handbag they brought in the car.

Years of experience allowed him to recognize it as a gun storage bag at a glance!

This scene really made his heart jump into his throat.

Thanks to my last experience, I actually thought that Du Wei was a good passenger with whom I could talk.

Unexpectedly, it was just a pretense on the surface. This guy is still the kind of killer who kills without blinking an eye!

The atmosphere along the way was quite silent. A Kun's many attempts to lighten the atmosphere in the car were dismissed with a few words.

This made him realize an even more terrifying fact.

These two people were not on a mission, but had already completed the mission!

Then think of the place where the two got into the car and the time of the broadcast.

Akun found that he seemed to know the incredible truth.

Just when his heart was racing, he suddenly saw another person staring at him through the rearview mirror.

Akun immediately gave up his plan to drive directly to the police station.

Du Wei's eyes were indeed closed, but the other person's eyes were open.

Moreover, his face has been exposed to the two of them, and if he goes to report it, he will definitely suffer retaliation.

It's better to just be a coward who doesn't know anything.

This is how they survive at the bottom.

After Akun carefully pulled the two of them to the target location, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank God, he lived another day.

Then he suddenly remembered something and deliberately put his hand on the meter as if to hint at something.

Unexpectedly, Du Wei, who was full of thoughts, didn't even look at it. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from a wad of money, said, "No need to look for it," and left.

With a complicated look on his face, Akun picked up the hundred-dollar bill that fell to the ground and sighed. Next time he pulls Duwei, he will be a dog!

…

Du Wei didn't mean to take the Overlord car.

But the information coming from his mind bothered him endlessly.

I thought that as long as I eliminated Slavi, I could save at least a hundred ignorant girls and gain more than half a year of life.

I don't think it has to be done from beginning to end.

Because the information Du Wei obtained is:

[Progress of the branch of the Great Vision of Salvation: eradicate the Princeton forces of the Bloody Hand faction, completion level (1/3).]

Du Wei naturally knows what the two remaining goals are that have not yet been completed.

One is the upcoming killer Teddy, and the other is Pushy, the person in charge of the entire Bloody Hand business in Princeton.

Both of them are not easy people, and there are many minions around them.

Duwei shook his head and put these things behind him for the time being. Now he had to bring McCael into the team to get down to business.

After walking for about ten minutes, Duwei and Rise returned to the abandoned library.

This is now considered their secret base.

After all, the abandoned library located within the city's unfinished buildings has no connection with the outside world except for a network cable.

In a city with cameras everywhere, an abandoned library is as if invisible.

But in fact, there is something else going on inside this abandoned library that appears to be in an area of ​​unfinished buildings.

Not only does it have comfortable bedrooms and excellent servers, it is also equipped with complete fitness facilities.

As long as the surrounding area is not developed, no one will notice anything unusual here for a long time.

And Finch, the boss behind this unfinished building, has no plans to redevelop it.

Du Wei, who was just thinking about something, suddenly heard a voice coming from above. It was Finch who was leaning on the railing:

"How is it? Have you convinced him?"

Du Wei made an 'ok' gesture to Finch:

"Don't worry, I have confidence in him, this guy is just like Rise.

A peaceful life is never what they really want.

When a person lives, he must always have a goal."

Rise was a little surprised when he heard Du Wei mentioning himself.

He and Du Wei were not that familiar, but Du Wei's tone sounded like they had known each other for five years.

While Rise was thinking, a black figure slowly appeared at the half-open door of the abandoned library.

It was Michael who came by bus.

Seeing the arrival of McKell, Duwei spoke directly to confirm the facts:

"McKale, welcome to join the Salvation Alliance!"

(Thanks sirenanpeng for your monthly ticket, thank you!)