I can go back to the mysterious age

beep……

The Ford car whistled softly as it turned into the street, and the pale yellow light slanted across the street on one side, making the trash cans dazzlingly reflective.

The wheels crunched over a newspaper on the ground, and the black vehicle shaped like a square drove past quickly.

In the driver's seat on the right, a young man with a ferocious face was holding a cigarette in his mouth and a pistol between his legs.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes slightly. This time the antique transportation mission is more important. Any suspicious person approaching the moving Ford car on the way will be shot dead by the man.

"Um?!"

In the driver's seat, the man's eyes suddenly widened.

The two huge headlights of the Forte project a large circular yellow halo forward, which just illuminates the darkness on the road.

And at some point, a tall figure stood in the middle of the zebra crossing, waiting quietly like a stiff sculpture.

The light of the car lights stretched his shadow diagonally, and as the light approached, the shadow kept moving, changing, and squirming.

"Stupid bird!"

The man stepped on the accelerator and the car accelerated wildly and rushed past. He picked up the pistol on his lap and clicked it.

boom! ! ! Wow! ! !

The man raised his head suddenly and saw a huge black iron fist smashing the glass, zooming in front of his eyes like a cannonball.

boom! Wow…

A head exploded, and red and white jets shot out in a fan shape toward the back, coating the chair with a layer of sauce.

With a thud, the man fell directly onto the driver's seat. There is no head, because his head is gone. The right hand he was about to raise also dropped, and the pistol fell between his legs with a clatter.

"Where are the other two people?"

Ka Xiu suddenly appeared in the darkness, flicked his arm, and shook away the disgusting ketchup. He took a step forward and instantly appeared on the roof behind the Ford. He stretched out his hand to open the curtain.

There was an open space inside, with no one stationed on either side. On the car board is a pile of antiques covered with black cloth.

"Ran?"

Card Xiu quickly turned his head and glanced behind him. Beka Street was completely empty. Not to mention pedestrians, even the wild cat that was sleeping on the trash can was scared away. He walked back to the front of the car in confusion, opened the door, and threw the bodies of the Sand Dust Organization aside. Then he started the vehicle and drove into the remote road.

"Buzz buzz..."

A Ford vehicle with a severely damaged front hood stopped.

At the front of the car, a long and deeply sunken depression caused the metal to deform, and the two headlights were slightly skewed.

Click.

The driver's door opened, and Ka Xiu quickly stepped down from it. He took a look at his strong right leg. The muscles and skin were intact, but the pants from the knee to the leg were in shreds.

"I have to buy another pair of casual pants tomorrow..."

Ka Xiu thought this in his mind, and then turned off the car lights.

The whole person opened the curtain and entered the roof of the Ford carport.

Turning on a small flashlight, he lifted off all the black cloth covering the antique. Suddenly, there was a bitter taste in his mouth.

Ka Xiu's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his hand and quickly touched the antique.

Soon, Ka Xiu found what he was looking for. There are three pieces in total, a large brass wall clock, a landscape painting, and a small porcelain bottle. The cold air was sucked into the arm inch by inch, spreading into Ka Xiu's body like steam.

In the upper right corner, the number of words starts to jump.

"Obsession energy: 0.8→0.9→1.0..."

Although slow, the upward momentum is firm. Until Ka Xiu's arms were a little stiff from the cold, the beating of the obsessional energy stopped. Ka Xiu looked at the upper right corner again.

"Obsession Energy: 2.4"

Suddenly added 1.6! Relaxed.

If Cardiff remembers correctly, his obsession energy before the second retrospective was 2.3, and now it is 0.1 more than that time. Maybe it's enough energy for the third backtracking, but of course there's a certain probability that it's not enough.

But after thinking about it, after the current wave of growth, we will not be far away from that number. Cardiff speculated that the energy required for the third retracement would most likely be between 2.0 and 2.5.

It can't be more than two and a half, that would be too much.

Exhaling slowly, Card Xiu glanced at the many antiques on the ceiling, and suddenly he felt something was wrong. Where's the pocket watch? Isn't it inside? He immediately took out the antique book from his arms, and Ka Xiu looked at it while comparing it with the antiques on the ceiling.

Immediately he discovered that at least half of the antiques were missing. This Vertex was carrying just half of the antiques.

Based on the information obtained before, there were a total of three people from the Sand Dust Organization escorting the antiques, but now there was only one.

Could it be that he killed the leader of the Black Fire Gang yesterday to alert others, causing the Sand Dust Organization to temporarily change their plans?

Card Xiu frowned deeply. He was not a person who was good at delving into the relationship between events. He was better at solving problems roughly.

Immediately, a word popped out of my mind.

"The Blackfire Gang."

The Black Fire Gang has been secretly conquered by the Sand Dust Organization. If there are changes in the Sand Dust Organization, there should be a high probability that the Black Fire Gang will be notified. Even if the Black Fire Gang is the only underground force controlled by the Sand Dust Organization in Shirakawa City.

I'm afraid the other half of the antiques will also be with the Blackfire Gang.

Baichuan City is apparently the territory of Ace of Spades, and the Sand Dust Organization does not dare to send organization members in on a large scale, as they may be discovered. So the Black Fire Gang has become their white gloves, no, maybe it should be called black gloves.

"do you want to go?"

As soon as this idea arose in Ka Xiu's mind, he immediately gave it up. There was no reason for a duck that had reached its mouth to fly away.

The two blood-accelerating realms gave Ka Xiu unparalleled confidence. Dodging bullets with his speed and reflexes was nothing more than a common occurrence. Even carrying bullets is not impossible, as long as it is not a heavy-fire machine gun, it will not be a problem.

An opportunity to obtain a large amount of obsessional energy is in front of him. Card Xiu may not be able to sleep if he misses it tonight.

"The Black Fire Gang's territory is in the West District, and their most famous shop is the Farmika Strip Club, No. 17 Mingguang Street..."

He murmured to himself, naturally not because he had been there, but because this Famica strip club was very famous. Many male coaches at Gray Seal Martial Arts Hall would discuss it while changing clothes, often with saliva flying around and talking excitedly, with lewd smiles on their faces.

At that moment, he looked very much like the old Mike at the front desk.

"Mingguang Street is not far from here, probably just over three streets. It seems that I may be very busy tonight..."

Ka Xiu got out of the Ford car and came to the driver's seat. He took the black pistol off the rug, closed the door and left quickly.

"Wow!"

"Ho ho ho!"

"Twist me harder! You'll be rewarded!"

"Hahaha, it's still comfortable here!"

In a slightly dim hall, excited shouts came one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of hormones.

In the center of the rotunda, a "⊥"-shaped dark red stage was shrouded in the only light. There were six or seven silver steel pipes evenly arranged on the table, and five strippers with hot bodies were twisting their beautiful bodies like snakes.

Under the dim yellow light, the candied and moist light copper-colored skin attracted the attention of all the old-timers. Their eyes were fixed on the key parts, and their hearts were shouting frantically to take off and take off quickly.

And every time a piece of clothing was taken off, there would be a loud cheer from below. There are also customers who are not short of money throwing money in their hands, which is a reward for the strippers.

Guests came in and out of the entire underground rotunda, and the number of people was always more than a hundred. There is also a bar on one side of the rotunda, where thirsty guests can order some alcoholic beverages. The sales here are not even worse than the bar.

Moreover, the prices of drinks at the bar are much more expensive.

However, how can the little brothers who are already excited about watching the strip show care about the two or three extra red Lebanese federal coins. The Farmika Club has the highest quality strippers, and the sexy girls are a weapon for making money.

At the entrance, a man with oily hair and a black vest walked in. He is about 1.8 meters tall, and his two exposed arms have strong muscles. There is a black tattoo on the upper arm with a flame symbol.

As soon as the man walked in, he stared at the stripper dancing on the table, whistled, and walked towards the bar.

"Hey, Rona is here."

Several gang members who were sitting on black chairs and drinking looked over and raised their glasses with a smile.

"Drink! Drink!"

As soon as Rona came over, he patted the table eagerly.

He's an old drunkard.

"What do you want today? Blue blood, Persian cat or lemon sunrise?" The bartender in a black vest came over and wiped the glass with a white cloth as he spoke.

Naturally, he was talking about some types of cocktails.

"No, give me a glass of Berninde Flame!"

Rona handed over a large-denomination note.

"Hey, you're a kid who specializes in picking out expensive wool! I really have it for you, Rona." A gang member next to him took a sip of wine.

The Famica Strip Club is an industry controlled by the Black Fire Gang, and all Black Fire Gang members can enjoy half the cost of drinks here.

Of course, you can’t drink too much. The limit is five drinks a day.

The Boninde Flame is one of the most expensive cocktails at the bar. It is very strong and has a lot of stamina, but it is delicious.

"You don't care about me." Rona sat down on the chair.

Then several gang members started drinking heavily.

"Ho ho ho! Well done!!!"

The whole striptease hall was in a state of excitement. It turned out that several of the dancers above had taken off their clothes and their bodies were completely exposed.

Immediately, there was a lot of applause and rewards below.

Rona looked at the stage and whistled, then stood up and said, "I drank a little too much, I'm going to the toilet."

"I see you are excited and want to masturbate!"

"Hahaha……"

Several gang members nearby burst into laughter.

"Go, go, I'm shooting with a cannon, you're the one with the pistol." Rona burped and walked towards the toilet.

After twists and turns, he finally came to a restroom. There was a mixed smell of urine and alcohol, as well as a sour smell of vomiting. It seems that the sales of drinks at the club bar are indeed strong.

Rona complained and came to the urinal.

Not long after urinating, a series of heavy footsteps came from outside. Immediately afterwards, a tall figure stood quietly next to him. Rona turned his head and glanced, and his first reaction was that he was so tall. This man was almost 1.9 meters tall.

The muscles on his body are also as strong as if he had practiced bodybuilding.

Rona sniffed, and he seemed to smell a smell of blood. But the other flavors are too strong and not very noticeable.

After a moment, Rona shook and zipped up.

Suddenly a deep voice came from the side.

"Have you peed yet?"

"Huh?" Rona turned his head in confusion and confusion.

A black gun barrel was pointed at his head.

"!!!"

At the bar, several gang members were still drinking and chatting. One person said: "Why hasn't that drunkard Rona come back? Could it be that he was too drunk and fell into the urinal?"

"Maybe you're still masturbating in Shassha?"

"Hahaha……"

There was a joyful atmosphere in the air.

If Rona were still here, he would definitely have a bitter look on his face. When he went to the toilet to jerk off, he was clearly being jerked off by someone else.

The moment the gun was pointed at Rona, he had no choice.

You can only follow the other person out of the toilet and leave through another passage of the strip club pretending to be arm in arm.

Under the moonlight, in the dark narrow alley.

"I'm asking you questions, do you understand?"

"Listen...I understand."

"If I see that you are lying to me, I will not hesitate to pull the trigger. So please cherish your life, understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

"Okay, then the first question is. Where is the headquarters of the Black Fire Gang? Tell me the specific address and area..."

"..."

Five minutes later, Cardiff got what he wanted.

Sometimes guns are indeed more effective than fists. At least for ordinary people who don't know the situation, a black gun pointed at your head is much scarier than someone threatening you with fists.

"No. 36 Phelan Street..." Ka Xiu muttered to himself.

"Yes...yes..." Rona's head was pounding like chaff: "I have told you everything I know, please don't shoot!"

"Of course." Ka Xiu glanced at Rona coldly, then stuffed the pistol into his waistband and stood silently.

Rona breathed a sigh of relief and just took two steps forward.

Click!

Under the moonlight, Rona's head instantly rotated 180 degrees, and when he was about to fall down, he was held up by a big hand.

Card Xiu had no intention of shooting in the first place. The blood splattering was too dirty, so it would be easier and more convenient to kill someone by twisting his neck.

In addition, the most dishonest people in this world are gangs. Don't expect these dirty, smelly rats in the sewers to talk about the spirit of contract, especially this kind of low-level gang.

Ka Xiu won't talk to them about morality or anything like that.

That's useless, they can only understand the fist pistol!

After disposing of Rona's body, Card repair's goal is quite clear: the headquarters of the Black Fire Gang! With Ka Xiu's current skills, a group of small gangs couldn't stop him. It would be great if someone from the Sand Dust Organization was present. He wanted to test the confidence of this emerging organization that was constantly causing trouble in Beiliu County.

Thanks to book friend Qiangsheng Armor for his 500 starting coin reward, to book friend Can Xingshou for his 233 starting coin reward, and to book friend 20220305001740326 for his 100 starting coin reward.

ps: I’m getting the feeling that I’m writing this, and the next chapter may be a little later (underworld time), so don’t wait any longer.

I'll think about the subsequent plot development and adjust it before posting it.