Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"Give this car to Morgana." Ge Gongdao smiled crookedly, reached out and patted Zhuang Xuteng on the shoulder and said: "She put her motorcycle on your car and didn't come to pick it up for a long time, and she let you do whatever you wanted. Yes, this should be regarded as a favor, right? If you give her this car in the same way, this is reciprocity, isn't it?"

"It seems to make sense." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the motorcycle and then scratched his head. He found that when he thought about giving it to Morgana, he didn't feel much reluctance in his heart. It seemed that emotionally he fully accepted this plan.

"I'll call and ask first." Zhuang Xuteng asked Brother Dao to look at the vehicle first, then walked out of the crowd and dialed his sister's number.

The phone rang for a while before I answered it. Zhuang Feifei's voice was also urgent, as if she was very busy. When Zhuang Xuteng saw this, he stopped talking and asked her if she wanted a motorcycle. He had one here that he could give her as a gift.

"No, no, no. Thank you, thank you. Brother, I still have to make forty-two sets of clothes. If there's nothing else, let's just do it. It's all in vain!"

Oh, just don’t regret it in the future! Zhuang Xuteng looked at the phone and thought about it carefully. My parents both work outside the house and don’t need a motorcycle at all. The most suitable vehicle for them is a pickup truck, but Alliance City only has a coal water station and no gasoline, so none of the vehicles here are suitable for them.

After thinking about it, if you want to give the car away, Morgana is indeed the best choice.

Fingers moved quickly on the number keys, Morgana's phone number was printed in his mind instead of just staying in the address book. The phone rang twice and was picked up by the other party. "Huh?" Morgana snorted.

Hearing this sound, Zhuang Xuteng could already picture Morgana's expression in his mind, lifelike and vivid, as if her real person was right in front of him, raising an eyebrow and paying attention to him.

"To make a long story short. I want to give you a gift. Whenever you are free, I will give it to you in person."

"We're on a mission." This kind of answer didn't make sense to the question, and one could tell that Morgana was very happy (Zhuang Xuteng thought).

"Say a time and place, and I'll wait for you there." Zhuang Xuteng said in a more straightforward way.

"I get off work at five o'clock and can complete the handover and summary before six o'clock. In this way, we will meet at the Niu Niu Shu subway hot restaurant two blocks east of the PCPD branch in the hub area at six thirty."

"Then it's settled, I can treat you to dinner just in time." Zhuang Xuteng chatted briefly and ended the call (happily).

Returning to the crowd, I happened to see Ge Gongdao waving away three scalpers in suits. Those scalpers wanted to squeeze towards Zhuang Xuteng, but Ge Gongdao shouted and ran away. Are these vehicles so popular with scalpers? It seems that the desire to become a millionaire will not take long to come true.

"Stay away and don't come here. I'm already annoying you. If you come here again I'll beat you up!" Ge Gongdao shook his fist. With his size, he was enough to intimidate those scalpers who only knew how to talk. When he saw Zhuang Xuteng coming over, he explained: "These guys wanted to take over the car and offered a pretty good price."

"Quite good, how good is it?" Zhuang Xuteng was a little curious.

"You can get a 20% premium right away. This is based on the current retail price. If I use the preferential price I originally booked as a benchmark, then I can earn 50% with a nod. They also want your car, A high price of 220,000 euros was offered.”

"I won't sell the two million and two million yuan. I have already promised to give it away." Zhuang Xuteng shook his head. Although he was still smiling, he began to feel that the fanaticism of scalpers was a bit abnormal. "Brother Dao, why don't you earn the 50%?"

"I don't have time to play with them. Get a car as soon as possible and go to work." Ge Gongdao rubbed his hands and said, "How about we leave now? I'll drive this car to modify it, and you go there on the motorcycle. Looking for Morgana?"

"She is working. I will go find her in the afternoon, but I do still have something to do. Let's separate first and train again in the evening."

"You went to find Morgana, and why did you come back at night? Do you just wait for others to chase you? Can you be a little more proactive? I think Morgana is pretty good. At least she can fight and protect. I won’t be bullied by your kid.”

"Brother Dao, you are older than me. You should solve your own problems first, okay? If you want to teach me a lesson, please set an example first. If you get married, I will definitely give you a red envelope of 100,000 euros. "

"Okay, I'll remember what you said. You can't miss such a good thing for free." Ge Gongdao laughed and left. Zhuang Xuteng also jumped on his motorcycle before the scalpers surrounded him, followed Brother Dao's car, and left the sales center.

The gasoline internal combustion engine brought unprecedented surging power, and the vibrations of the engine were transmitted from between his legs. For Zhuang Xuteng, who had strengthened his sense of touch by practicing Super Computation and Four Flashes, it could completely make his emotions surge. The motorcycle under your crotch has a completely different driving experience. It has a sharper acceleration effect, a stronger sense of propulsion, and a more speedy road performance. Zhuang Xuteng was able to convey his intention to overtake to the machine without any hindrance and realize it immediately.

"What a car, what a car!" Zhuang Xuteng walked quickly on the road, leaving the steam cars behind him. This feeling made him want to sing. However, this motorcycle is not perfect. It is too eye-catching, and many people have paid attention to it. This is a shortcoming for mercenaries who need to keep a low profile.

In order to leave more spare time for himself, Zhuang Xuteng did not go home and change cars. He rode his motorcycle directly to Xiacheng District on the southwest edge of Peicheng and found a hotel that provided "shelter" services. According to the words on the neon lights that were still dimly flickering, Zhuang Xuteng knew that he was looking for the right hotel. It was the hotel called "Mojin Inn".

The Merkin Inn has one hundred and thirty rooms, distributed in three upper floors connected by cloisters, with a courtyard in the middle for parking. It also has an independent small restaurant, located next to the entrance and exit of the parking lot. It serves home-cooked meals and barbecues. In addition to serving the hotel itself, it also receives nearby neighbors and repeat guests. The front desk of the hotel is located next to the parking lot, next to the back door of the restaurant. An elderly couple is listening to the radio and wiping the smooth and clean artificial stone counter.

Zhuang Xuteng already has the key. He does not need to register at the front desk, but he needs to take a look at the environment here. Using the Eyes of Shadow to investigate the surroundings, Zhuang Xuteng smiled directly. Even though there are so many cameras installed in the corners and ceilings, they are still rotating slowly and gracefully, but in fact there is no energy response at all. Those things were all fake, and the only camera that seemed to be working was facing the kitchen.

This is good, the possibility of exposure is lower. He glanced at the fire escape route map on the wall and knew the location of the room where the key corresponded, as well as the surrounding environment of its floor. The innermost room in the corridor is the farthest from the steam elevator or fire escape stairs, and is a location that no one passes by on a daily basis.

After checking and sneaking all the way, Zhuang Xuteng came to the door of the room, opened it with the key and went in. The room had a musty smell that had not been used for a long time, the whole room was dusty, and the curtains were all tightly closed. The configuration inside the room is pretty good. First of all, it is a suite. There is a table outside that can be used to relax or reflect, and inside is the bedroom. There are washrooms, toilets and showers, but the bathtub looks a bit dirty, obviously inherited from the problem that it has not been cleaned for a long time.

There is a piece of paper on the table at the entrance, filled with instructions for using the shelter: how to order food, how to change the sheets, how to take out the trash, and most importantly, how to avoid being discovered by the outside world.

"It's better than prison..." Zhuang Xuteng closed the door and pretended to be a resident. He ordered meals according to the instructions on the paper, changed the sheets and bought some daily necessities, including those that fit Dr. Truss Booker's figure. of clothing.

Call the front desk and everything can be sorted out. Not only are there the things just mentioned, but the front desk can also get books, magazines, music stations, and even some special tools for hobbies. It only takes a few days. The waiter on the other end of the phone was very strict and never asked too much. He just quoted a price enthusiastically. Zhuang Xuteng did the math. Except for three meals a day, the price of shopping here is 20% higher than outside. It can be regarded as the added value of special services.

He had a meal here, slept there, cleaned the room, and even opened the window for some fresh air. To be on the safe side, he would have to observe it for another day or two to see if it was really very secretive before he would take Truth over. Anyway, the time limit given by the old man was half a month. Zhuang Xuteng was only worried that his digestive ability would not improve by leaps and bounds in these two days. Other things were not a problem in front of the Lich Master's teleportation spell.

"Teleportation is really easy to use. I wish I could learn it too."

It was not that he had not made this request to the Lich Master. The Lich Master only said that the difficulty of transmitting spells was too high. Zhuang Xuteng had not laid a good foundation and there was no need to aim too high. But there is also good news. The Necromancer's teleportation technique requires the Wraith series of spells as a basis. For example, the parchment fragment used to locate Dr. Truss Booker uses the power of the Wraith series of spells. Zhuang Xuteng in The effort put into this series will not be in vain.

However, the corpse control spell has nothing to do with teleportation, which is a little regrettable.

Zhuang Xuteng lay on the hotel bed and had a good sleep, and finally stopped yawning all day long. When it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhuang Xuteng got up and washed his face, tidied his hair and clothes to make himself look more energetic. Although Ge Gongdao teased that he should pursue Morgana, this "dressing up" was not for this purpose. Zhuang Xuteng just wanted to leave a good impression on potential clients, especially when giving gifts.

He felt that his reasons were very sufficient and he could completely convince himself.

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