Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

At noon on September 7, Zhuang Xuteng waited for a call from his introducer: the person in charge of the casino group in Peicheng was willing to give him fifteen minutes to explain the situation.

Arranging this conversation wasn't easy - Lucy's words. The casino group's focus was entirely on the stolen train, and they were not concerned about local affairs in Peicheng. Although Lucy could definitely lead Zhuang Xuteng directly to her door if she came forward directly, it would make it appear that the whole thing was an operation arranged by a middleman.

If she wants to trick the Viper into a trap, then Lucy can't move lightly, and the matter must be disguised as a mercenary seeking revenge. Lucy could only operate in secret, find more connections through connections, and find this introducer called "Pukat" step by step, so that he could build a communication bridge between Zhuang Xuteng and the casino group. At this point, Pukat had no idea that the person who was really looking for him was Lucy. He really thought that the person who paid for it was Zhuang Xuteng.

Pukat is a slightly fat middle-aged man with a bald head and a shiny head that always needs to be wiped off with a handkerchief. He wore a silk blouse in this autumn when the heat had not yet dissipated, and from time to time he would use a folding fan to cool himself down. At this time, those silk clothes would spread ripples on his body.

"Gulu gulu..." Pukat sucked the iced drink in the cup hard, and the strong air flow caused the remaining ice cubes inside to roll and collide. He shook the cup and complained to Zhuang Xuteng: "Why isn't it cool in this damn weather? It's impossible to stay outside."

"There happens to be no shadows around, otherwise you can hide." Zhuang Xuteng stood under the scorching sun, his body upright, as if he was ignoring the surrounding temperature. He used dormant martial arts to control his body's state and transfer the risk of heatstroke to the mice he carried with him. "Hold on, who asked to arrange it in this square? It's open enough here, the buildings are far away, and there are no shadows at this time."

"Well, it would be nice if we could make time for them to meet. Those people are very busy after all." Pukat fanned quickly, like a bee flapping its wings, and the airflow formed even blew his few hair upwards. "Naike, you must not cause any trouble. There is my guarantee here. I can tell them that you are a mercenary who is willing to be reasonable and has credibility."

"Didn't you tell them that I was capable?" Zhuang Xuteng put on an unpredictable expression, and his faint smile exuded a faint coercion derived from self-confidence. "In front of the casino group, only ability can keep you safe."

"Can I not tell you? You are a mercenary with a nickname, and the nickname comes from the middleman war. Dexter was chased and killed by you, right?"

"Don't ask me." Zhuang Xuteng still smiled slightly.

"I understand, you won't admit it, but there is a story about you in the mercenary industry." Pucat patted his belly with a folding fan and said, "This is our first time doing something, so there are some words that need to be said up front: Don't use me to get close. The people from the casino group then committed the murder. I vouched for the safety and sincerity of the meeting between the two parties, which is the foundation of my career."

"I'm not here to kill people, I just want to talk to them and get a pass." Zhuang Xuteng asked: "I don't think you can fight. If there is a conflict, you probably won't survive, right?"

"I definitely won't fight. Not to mention fighting, look at this square, no matter which direction, even if I want to hide in any building, I don't have the strength to run there." Pukat laughed twice and said: "Only if I am weak, I will not pose a threat; only if I am weak, I will die at the first touch. I am a hostage. If either of you breaks the promise, I will die, and then the powerful characters in my family will fight to the death. Avenge me."

Zhuang Xuteng touched his chin and asked: "If they are so powerful, why haven't I heard of them? And if you directly become a mercenary, especially an assassin mercenary, your income should be higher, right?"

"Assassins, there are new people coming out every generation, and new people replace old ones. It is difficult to stay at the top of the industry. And in this world, there are always conflicts that need to be resolved, and there are always deals that need to be negotiated. This is a business that will never be eliminated. "Pukat said with a smile: "To put it bluntly, we have been running this business for generations and are already very experienced in this industry."

"But there are always people who need to be killed..." Zhuang Xuteng cast his gaze into the distance, where two black cars were approaching quickly. "It seems that the person who invited us has arrived."

Pukat squinted at the car and looked down at his watch. "They came early. Well, I have a feeling this is not the last place to meet."

"Yes, they may take us to the real meeting place, or they may get out of the car and shoot at us. There is not even a bunker around here. Maybe I will use you as a shield." Zhuang Xuteng said half-jokingly: "It's no loss to you: if you're lucky, I can drag you to a place with a building, which is much better than if you die of exhaustion or get killed here."

Puckat rolled his eyes. He didn't answer, just silently took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, then turned on the speakerphone and stayed on the phone.

Two cars rushed up the steps, ran over the granite square, and rushed in front of the two men. The car door opened, and a total of six guys in sunglasses and military tactical uniforms got out of the two cars. Each of them was equipped with a shadow follower gun ring. They all looked unhappy and very nervous. "Nike and Pukat? You two want to talk?"

"It's us. Our appointment is with Mr. Tice. Where is he?"

"We will take you there, not far away, but before we go there, we have to check whether you are dangerous." The gunman in sunglasses said: "The weapons on your body must be removed, and then we will search for explosives. Only through inspection, Only then can you get in the car.”

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and asked, "Did Mr. Theis also abide by the same restrictions and not carry weapons?"

"Yes, we have checked it." The sunglasses gunman chuckled. They are in the same group, and the so-called inspection is simply a way of saying it. "If you don't get tested, then don't talk about it."

"Okay, I understand your concerns. Where do I keep my weapons? For Puka to hold?"

The gunman in sunglasses shook his head, took out an iron box with a lid from the car, and said: "Put it in here, we will have someone to hold it and keep it within your sight. In other words, if there are explosives, you will definitely Closer to the center of the explosion.”

"I understand, it seems that you are very experienced." Zhuang Xuteng took off the bone spear gun, took off the belt containing various grenades, then took off the waistcoat containing the palm fire, and put the daggers hidden in the boots, cuffs, etc. In the box. There is no need to take off the armored jacket and inner armored vest, and the pocket containing the "pet" mouse can also be carried with you. Zhuang Xuteng put down most of his weapons, except for the armor-breaking hammer disguised as a tactical pen.

Pukat completed the inspection early. He indeed didn't bring any weapons, and he didn't even wear protective clothing, which made people wonder if he was here for trouble. While watching Zhuang Xuteng take off his weapon, he kept picking up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Shadow guns, daggers and throwing knives are easy to understand, but what are those grenades and palm fires? Is this a mobile ammunition depot?

"Aren't you afraid that these things will accidentally touch and explode?" Pukat asked.

"Same as you, if something happens to you, you will die, but it won't actually hurt." Zhuang Xuteng opened his hands and said to the gunman in sunglasses: "Come and check!"

"You have expressed enough sincerity, that's enough." The sunglasses gunman just closed the box, and no one came to search him. "You are the one who is in danger, and there is no way to remove the combat shadow implant. The inspection is just a formality. Now please get in the car."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded calmly and got into the car with Pukat one after another. A gunman in sunglasses was sitting opposite them holding a box, and two other people were at the front and back, forming a pincer attack. The cars started moving again. They left the square and entered the city. They made a sudden U-turn four intersections away, then circled twice and returned to the square.

The meeting place was between two office buildings beside the square. There was a hot dog and coffee stall, four tables and a dozen chairs nearby. The sunglasses gunman asked Zhuang Xuteng and Pukat to move forward, then spread out to control the surroundings. The poor stall owner is destined to have no business today: no one else is allowed to come, and the only guy sitting inside drinking coffee and eating croissants probably won't pay.

"That's Mr. Theis." Pukat said to Zhuang Xuteng: "He is the manager of the casino group in Peicheng. Please be polite."

Zhuang Xuteng smiled slightly and walked forward. With the help of Wraith, the rattan seat moved sideways so that it would not block his steps. When he sat down directly, the chair "automatically" moved forward, just under his buttocks.

"A rare control implant." Tais's attention was attracted by the moving chair, and he also became interested in Zhuang Xuteng. "Although I don't need to tell you, please sit down. The situation has been tight recently, so I need more security."

Because the loss of the treasure car caused the casino group to lose face, they paid more attention to their personal image. This can be said to be a means of making up for the situation before it is too late, or it can also be explained by covering one's ears and stealing the bell, depending on the mentality of the person looking at this matter.

To be fair, Mr. Theis has a handsome and capable appearance, and his face and clothes are also very clean. He wore a crisp, pressed blue shirt, only unbuttoned at the collar to reveal the armored skin implants on his neck. His black trousers and leather shoes are both armored with anti-cutting features, and a top of the same style is placed on the back of the chair.

I couldn't tell what brand his clothes were. They might have been custom-made, or they might have been a real high-end brand. Zhuang Xuteng always only pays attention to practical things when looking at things. His appreciation of high-end products and luxury goods comes from Ge Gong Taoism. Besides practicality and comfort, the simplest criterion is whether the thing has a name printed on it. The kind of things with slogans like "Designed by Old Man Lu" or "Welcome to Binhe Avenue" are not considered high-end regardless of whether they are well made or how expensive they are.

Theis is also a person who prioritizes practicality, also because he is in his thirties when his ambition and ability are at their peak. He didn't expect Naike to explain the problem of moving the chair to him, and he didn't have any extra courtesy. He went straight to the point and said, "You've always wanted to meet us, just because of the Viper?"

"Yes. He once betrayed my partner. This was a personal vendetta; he also violated the mercenary rule of not colluding with gangs, so it was also a matter of official business." Zhuang Xuteng controlled his expression and said: "I heard that he is working for you. So I came here to ask for an explanation, and also to report it."

"Report? Regardless of whether I agree or not, you will do it anyway. Is that what you mean?"

Zhuang Xuteng did not answer this question. He still had the indifferent expression before and asked: "Will the casino group provide him with protective services, or is it not prepared to intervene in this matter?"

"We have to not intervene, because he is indeed working for us. From my personal point of view, I suggest that you should go to the Blood Bat Gang. Viper is a member of the gang, and if the gang does not protect him, we will not worry about it. . You are looking in the wrong direction." Mr. Theis spoke while staring at Zhuang Xuteng's expression. It was obvious that he was watching what was happening.

"It's a waste of time to go to the gang. We come here to try and make an effort." Zhuang Xuteng said calmly without changing his expression: "Given that Viper's reputation is already bad in the mercenary industry, cooperating with him will affect your reputation. I think that in addition to one's own ability, what kind of people you work with is also an important criterion. Viper betrayed his friends and mission, then killed his superior middleman and was kicked out of Peicheng. Such a triple loser... "

"He's useful now," Theis said.

"Can I understand this: Viper already knows who robbed your train?" Zhuang Xuteng frowned slightly - under his active control - and then murmured in a low voice: "In Peicheng? Who could it be?" "

"Anyway, it's a middleman or mercenary, and it's probably you." Tais suddenly pointed at Zhuang Xuteng and said.

"Maybe it's me? So, although Viper is useful, it's not useful enough to tell you the identity of the train thief." Zhuang Xuteng regained his calm and calm expression and said, "Well... maybe it was a mistake to come to you. You can even be manipulated by Viper, it seems I need to re-evaluate the situation."

“What does reevaluation mean?”

"We think that even if you don't agree with my proposal, you will definitely not go forward to provide protection for Viper. If you ask him for help, the situation will of course be different, and you may end up. This makes me think about you. How much damage have you suffered, how much strength is left, and why are you worse than Viper? I'm sorry, it's not that bad anyway. So there are also elements of the Blood Bat Gang in this?"

Zhuang Xuteng showed a caring attitude. The more cordial his attitude, the greater his disdain for the casino group. It can be seen that Tais is also a master. He is not angry. His smiling attitude shows that he only finds this conversation interesting. He did not admit or deny anything, nor did he agree or reject any of Zhuang Xuteng's proposals. He just clapped his hands twice and said: "I think you should talk face to face! Go and call Viper over and let this young man who thinks I am being caught see how wrong he is."

Viper coming? This is really unexpected. Zhuang Xuteng smiled slightly, feeling that things were getting more and more interesting.