Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The thermite quickly ignited the Purple Man, and fiery tongues of flame burned upward from within, turning it into a bright torch. Under the influence of gravity, the fire in the palm that quickly melted the attachments fell down, and the purple-skinned man was also split into two by the flames.

There was no struggle, no resistance, no dying cry... The purple-skinned man stood quietly and was swallowed by the fire, his empty eyes always looking directly at Zhuang Xuteng, as if he wanted to remember him.

This made Zhuang Xuteng raise a question: Does his mosaic shielding coat still have an effect on the purple-skinned man?

The third purple-skinned man, now it can be confirmed that this thing is mass-produced, and the manufacturing and use costs are very low, otherwise it would not be used in gang fights. Zhuang Xuteng used the Eyes of Shadow to look around. There was no shadow reaction like the purple-skinned man full of implants, which at least meant that the battle was over.

Doyle ran away as the purple man was set on fire and stopped moving. He checked the injuries of the old guys one by one, giving first aid to those who could give first aid, giving immediate relief to those who couldn't, and closing the eyes of the dead ones. Afterwards, he rushed into the building and began to search inside. After a while, he came out holding a blanket.

There was a human form underneath the blanket, and blood was dripping from the edges. A pale little hand slipped down and hung lifelessly in the air. So were Doyle's tears.

Zhuang Xuteng lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Doyle, my condolences."

"Contemporary? Why? I have no reason to be restrained." Doyle said: "Everything that belongs to me has died, and I have no one to pay for it. Thank you for still fighting side by side with me, but I will definitely lose this to you. Favor.”

"How about burying her and them first?"

"Do you still have thermite bombs? Burn them on fire. The land here is not worthy of burying them."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and took out three Palm Fires from his pocket. Doyle put his granddaughter's body aside, came over, took the palm fire with both hands, and nodded to express his gratitude. "Naike, this is a gathering point for drug traffickers in Hongxiu City. The spiritual leaves secretly grown under the tomato gardens in the town are concentrated, graded, pre-processed and then packaged and transported here. I checked for a long time before I found out."

"I had some diarrhea and happened to come here and see Kelly. Oh! Kelly! I forgot about it!"

Doyle watched blankly as Zhuang Xuteng ran out and came back holding an unconscious girl. Sure enough, it was Kelly. She was wearing a filter mask and her body was as soft as a large toy doll. Zhuang Xuteng put her aside and pressed his fingers on her carotid artery. "Huh, he's still alive. His heartbeat is strong. He should be fine."

Doyle shook his head slowly and said nothing. Kelly was with the bastard who transported drugs, and she was also one of the accomplices who killed her granddaughter. Whether she was poisoned or whether she could survive, what does this have to do with me?

"Naike, they won't let it go. I will recognize this matter when I go back, don't say you participated."

"No need."

"No, you listen to me on this matter." Doyle said: "Whether you admit it or not, the people in this town and these bastards know that I have been here, and I can't hide. It's right for you to admit that you were involved in this matter. Are you of any benefit? Do you have any significance in eliminating gangsters and drug dealers? Do you have to publicize that you killed many drug dealers at a gas station when you accept a mercenary commission? "

Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while, then nodded: "You are right, I have not participated in this matter."

"Then how will she deal with it?" Doyle pointed at Kelly and asked.

Zhuang Xuteng closed his eyes, frowned, and opened his mouth several times but only trembled. Finally, he looked at Doyle and said slowly: "I can't do it. I can't speak either. I hope she lives."

"Then you don't need to worry about her affairs. I will take her back and observe her for a while." Doyle said, "I still have some revenge to avenge in Hongxiu City and some finishing work to do, and then I will disappear."

"I can help you."

"I'll call you if I need you. I won't be polite. Just drive away and leave this place to me. I'll drive away in their truck." Doyle pointed at Kelly lying on the ground and said, "Even if the car breaks down , she can fix it too.”

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "Okay, I'll leave now, and I'll leave you as soon as possible. In addition... Doyle, if you feel that there is no point anymore, then come to me. I need someone to work hard for me, even if it's just one person. Anyone who is confused will do. I want to develop upwards and need subordinates I can trust."

"Huh..." Doyle shook his head. He didn't agree, and he didn't refuse either. At that moment, at least his mood fluctuated - at least it was not the same stagnant water as before...

Zhuang Xuteng nodded one last time, then turned and left, while Doyle stood there, staring at Zhuang Xuteng's back. He wanted to see if Zhuang Xuteng would look back and look at Kelly again. Although he arrived late, he didn't know what happened to Nike and Kelly in the truck. But he could see signs that a man had shed tears, and there weren't many things that could make a warrior shed tears.

After opening the door of the white beast, Zhuang Xuteng did turn around, but he just waved goodbye to Doyle. A minute later, the white beast left the parking lot, and Nike's eyes did not fall on Kelly. Maybe he looked in the rearview mirror a few more times, or maybe he just needed to recall the memory in his mind that was the equivalent of staring. Doyle wouldn't know these details; he knew what to do.

The thermite ignited the corpse, and the water-coal station had enough coal powder to ensure that the corpse was completely reduced to ashes. Doyle looked at several trucks and felt a little hesitant. If he wanted to retaliate, he should set the truck or even the entire rest stop on fire, but that would invite even greater revenge from the drug dealers. He had nothing to lose, and he wasn't afraid of death, but once things got serious, he had fewer tactical options, and it was difficult to provide cover for Naike.

"I have to look after Naike's back, but he still wants to hire me?" Doyle looked at the blood stains on his palms, shook his head, and said, "That's all I'm of use to."

So instead of burning the truck, Doyle used palm fire and a few mines he found to make a trap, left his name, and then drove away with Kelly.

Zhuang Xuteng actually didn't go far. He still went to the Eighth Alliance City as planned to search for clues about the blue crystal for Morgana. In fact, he also understood that the clues had been found, and the entire product line from Spirit Leaf to Blue Savage was basically clear. What was missing was only the processing and manufacturing dens and the command and control system of this group of drug traffickers.

Well, the missing part seems to be the most important part, and the part most susceptible to rest stop combat. Hiding the people on the chain is much simpler than hiding the place where the spiritual leaves are planted. Instead of killing people, burning some products can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

"Does this count as me messing up the mission?"

A fire in the rest area will definitely attract a lot of attention, and the drug cartel may abandon this line and use other lines. Cunning rabbits all know the three caves, and vicious and cunning villains know them even more. This is equivalent to trying to follow the vine to find the melon, but the vine was broken and the melon was hidden on other vines. All the previous efforts were in vain.

"Actually, you can't blame me. Even if I didn't go, Doyle would have fought with the drug dealers. My influence was just that Doyle won." Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and felt that this reason was unjustifiable: "If Doyle lost, Then the drug dealers will not change their strategies, and Morgana’s tracking can be achieved. Well, in comparison, it is better for Doyle to win. But can it still be called a victory?"

Doyle lost everything, and Zhuang Xuteng also suffered losses. He parked his car on the side of the road in Eighth Alliance City, ordered a beer at the pub, sat on a chair outside the door, and lit a cigar. For the first time, instead of pretending, he took a puff and got the signal from his kidneys.

Two implanted poison-filtering kidneys are working to remove harmful components from his blood. These harmful ingredients do not come from the cigar - it cannot be dispersed so quickly - but from the blue smoke that was breathed in before.

In fact, the two implants have been working, not only extracting the toxins, but also chemically converting them into combat stimulants that can stimulate physical skills. Most of the soldiers in the corporate war fight in the wild environment, and the company's business development managers are all in and out quickly. They don't need this extra combat agent.

This function is specially designed for riot control teams. They focus on street fighting in cities and combat in complex room closed environments. They often use gases such as tear gas to open paths, and they will also encounter poisonous gas attacks more frequently. Converting toxins into combat stimulants can greatly improve their chances of survival and victory.

Thanks to the gas mask and the poison filter kidney, Zhuang Xuteng was able to minimize the harm of inhaling blue smoke. Doyle also has a filter implant, so it shouldn't be a big problem, but Kelly doesn't know what will happen. Zhuang Xuteng sighed, raised his beer and took a sip. He felt his heart was a little cold, and the cold beer no longer felt exciting in his stomach.

Ignore her, just keep her beauty at the first sight. Zhuang Xuteng quickly thought of Doyle's granddaughter, and suddenly felt that if he was a mercenary, the people around him might also be implicated, and he had to guard against this.

Is it possible to just defend against it? Zhuang Xuteng thought for a long time, and after a full game, he firmly decided to strike hard and leave no tail behind. At this time, he thought of Kelly again, began to review his soft-hearted behavior, and began to think about whether he had left her true identity information. If it were just "Scarecrow Naike", that would be slightly better, at least it would have an extra layer of protection.

In the end, Zhuang Xuteng discovered that all his worries actually had only one fundamental source: the company-the purple-skinned man-the blue savage.

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