Cyberpunk underfire phobia sufferers

"I came here for a trip." Zhong Wenyu withdrew his gaze and took a sip of wine, without directly stating his true purpose.

The middle-aged man smiled and seemed to disagree with what Zhong Wenyu said.

"Since Mr. Zhong Wenyu doesn't want to talk about it, I won't disturb Mr. Zhong Wenyu's pleasure any more. This drink is mine." The middle-aged man stood up as he spoke, bowing slightly to Zhong Wenyu and preparing to leave.

Zhong Wenyu raised his eyebrows when he heard the middle-aged man call his name directly.

I remember that when I came here, no one I knew knew about it. Why would this person know his name in such a closed place like the footbath? And it seemed like he deliberately said my name in front of me, obviously wanting to keep him by himself.

"Ha." Zhong Wenyu chuckled lightly, and he already had murderous intention towards this middle-aged man. At the same time, Zhong Wenyu's murderous aura, which had been tempered by many battles, also enveloped the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man felt this murderous aura and his body trembled obviously.

He was indeed playing with Zhong Wenyu, but he refused to accept this move. Zhong Wenyu must be cautious in everything he does when he first comes here. As long as a middle-aged man tells Zhong Wenyu's name, Zhong Wenyu, who has not leaked any information before coming here, will definitely have concerns. , there is a high possibility that he will ask himself to stay and chat with him, then the middle-aged man will be able to take the initiative when the two parties communicate.

Zhong Wenyu does have some concerns, but what Zhong Wenyu is worried about is how to deal with the body of a middle-aged man after he is executed. After all, Zhong Wenyu is just a newcomer in the footbath, so it may not be convenient to deal with the body.

At this time, the middle-aged man's whole body was stiff. He could vaguely feel the terrifying murderous intention coming from Zhong Wenyu behind him. The middle-aged man was sure that as long as he walked out of this bar, the person might be gone.

The feeling of danger coming from Zhong Wenyu was very strong. It could not be achieved overnight, and the man definitely had a lot of lives on his hands. Otherwise, he would not have such terrifying killing intent. He was like a helpless animal in front of him. It would be easy for a resisting chick to crush himself to death.

Now he regrets why he had to talk to Zhong Wenyu so much before leaving. If he doesn't handle it well later, the killer might kill him.

However, the middle-aged man still had the courage to sit back where he had just sat. Now he was not as calm as when he was chatting with Zhong Wenyu just now, and his buttocks were only halfway up.

After sitting down, the middle-aged man relaxed a little and then felt that the thermal underwear behind him had been wet with his own cold sweat, and it was extremely uncomfortable to stick to his clothes.

Zhong Wenyu waited for the middle-aged man to sit down and asked casually with squinted eyes, "Where did you know my name?"

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a white handkerchief before saying with a smile; "I have a relative living in Beicheng District of Liberty City. We have some special means to contact him, so we know your identity." .”

This sentence of the middle-aged man can barely make sense. Although Zhong Wenyu rarely appeared in public when he was in Liberty City, many people still know who has the final say in Liberty City, so they know Zhong Wenyu and will Zhong Wenyu. It is normal for the information to be spread out.

"What's the name of your relative?" Zhong Wenyu continued to ask.

Zhong Wenyu felt that it made sense, but after leaking his identity, it was necessary to find trouble with that person, otherwise I would not be able to make sense.

After hearing Zhong Wenyu's words, the middle-aged man sweated more frequently on his forehead, like a water pump.

"This...this...Mr. Zhong...you..." The middle-aged man hesitated and was speechless.

The middle-aged man knew in his heart that although the man in front of him looked very sloppy and a little weak, he could definitely kill himself easily.

But I can't tell Zhong Wenyu the name of my son, he is the only child in our family!

Zhong Wenyu held his chin in a fist, glanced at the sweating middle-aged man sitting next to him, and said calmly, "It seems that between your own life and that person's life, you chose that person's life. "

After hearing Zhong Wenyu's words, the middle-aged man sweated even more diligently. He knew that he might not survive today, and it was very likely that his body would be thrown into the sea to feed the fish, because if treated this way, the police would not be able to find it. any trace.

Zhong Wenyu did not delve into this matter. It was not that Zhong Wenyu didn't care, but it was too troublesome to dispose of the man's body after beheading him.

"Do many people know my identity?"

Although Zhong Wenyu has planned to revise his follow-up plan after knowing that someone outside the world knows his identity, the specific number of people who know his identity is also necessary information.

"I really don't know this, but I can help you ask that relative of mine." Seeing Zhong Wenyu change the topic, the middle-aged man felt a little relieved when he raised his throat, and said in a sincere tone.

But this sentence has a completely different meaning in Zhong Wenyu's ears. What kind of relative is worth giving up his life for his safety? Zhong Wenyu's "father is kind and son is filial" drama is not uncommon in Liberty City. The middle-aged person who defends this person is probably his son or daughter.

Zhong Wenyu sighed. He was still comfortable in Liberty City. If anyone was unhappy, he would just kill him. Now there are a lot of concerns outside, and he has to weigh and weigh everyone he wants to kill.

"One last thing, do you know the specific situation of the underworld here?" Zhong Wenyu asked, rubbing his forehead with a headache.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but become nervous when he heard Zhong Wenyu's question. There are two ways to interpret Zhong Wenyu's entire sentence. The first is to kill himself after asking, and the second is to let him go after asking. It's about himself. Middle-aged people have to be nervous about their lives.

"Well... I do know something, but I can't explain it clearly in a short period of time. Can I go back and sort it out carefully before sending it to you?"

Zhong Wenyu nodded. He did not trust this middle-aged man Zhong Wenyu. He said that he needed to sort out the information. Zhong Wenyu just listened to it as a joke and sent him away after a few perfunctory sentences.

However, Zhong Wenyu still calmly placed a tracker on his clothes. After all, this person was very suspicious. Zhong Wenyu planned to go and have a chat with him in the evening.

After all, there are many people here and it is not convenient for Zhong Wenyu to ask many questions at this time.

When the middle-aged man left the bar, he still felt like he was in a dream. His whole body was light and airy, but he couldn't help but shiver when the cold wind blew, and he retreated from that strange feeling.