Indescribable cyberpunk

"His name is Butner Gray. I still have the news from a few days ago, which has his profile on it."

Feilin held an umbrella and followed Zhu Jue. In order to keep pace with him, he had to jog two steps.

Butner Gray, who appeared in the news, was not very recognizable. Although his profile was shown, his somewhat fat, middle-aged face with some acne scars and his height of about 1.8 meters were everywhere in the crowd. visible.

It's no wonder that Filmen spent a lot of time looking for him.

If he wanted to be a two-meter-tall bald man or a handsome young man, I don't even need to ask the film. There are a lot of people in the news agency who can describe his appearance.

After having a rough impression of the face, he returned the phone to Film.

Since there was no internal map of the arena, Zhu Jue didn't know where the backstage was, let alone where Butner Gray was, so he could only follow the crowd inside.

Looking at the spectators entering the venue, it has caused a small traffic paralysis. These people are holding homemade light signs, or wearing fighting masks and strange clothes. They completely ignore the rain on the long street and just cheer and rush forward. move.

The inevitable collision between umbrellas caused the rainwater accumulated on the umbrella to splash away. Zhu Jue frowned and stopped, not moving forward. He had no interest in getting covered in rain. After all, in this environment, he Nor can he use his own abilities.

Feilin on the side stopped when he saw Zhu Jue stopped and looked at the latter in confusion.

"I'll go there later. So many people will affect my ability to observe the surrounding environment."

They had no intention of watching the gladiatorial fight. It didn't make sense whether to go in first or last. Zhu Jue could use this time to observe the place carefully.

It has to be said that Community Arena No. 28 is famous for a reason.

Its name is the Colosseum, but its architectural style is not that of a coliseum, but rather a strange Gothic-style spire building. The front door is neatly arranged with beige-gray stone pillars, the top is triangular, and there is a circular flower-shaped inlaid plate in the center. , there is even a stone statue of a seraphim at the top. Those who don’t know it think it is a church somewhere.

After everyone had almost entered, Zhu Jue stepped towards the arena.

Passing through two inspection arches, the light red optical fiber sweeps across the whole body from bottom to top, and the tickets are stuffed into the square instrument at the back. In order to prevent forgery, these tickets are disposable items and are put into the ticket collector for destruction after entering the door.

This means that after entering this door, if you go out for something, it is impossible to come in again unless you pay more to buy another ticket.

"Welcome to the arena, your seat is in the north stand, please pay attention to safety!"

Accompanied by the mechanical beep, the thorny railing in front of him was lifted upwards.

There are no seat numbers, and each ticket only stipulates the area where people can stand. In fact, it doesn't matter where you stand after entering. This is what Zhu Jue learned after checking the information about the arena on the Internet.

There was only one road, the corridor leading to the main stand of the arena. Zhu Jue looked around and suddenly realized that this place might actually be a church.

You can see some carvings of clouds on the dirty tiles under your feet, and there are still some stained glass windows with angel graphics on the left and right sides.

The place of faith that once preached peace and friendship has now become a gladiatorial arena filled with bloody killings.

What a huge irony

Passing through the corridor, the crowd in front was somewhat crowded.

Relying on his height, what Zhu Jue could see was an elevator in front of him. Audiences were boarding up one after another, and they should be sent to the auditorium of the arena.

This is not good news for Zhu Jue and Feilin.

The significance of the existence of this kind of elevator is obvious, that is, the managers of the arena do not want the audience to see anything else, so they prepare to send them directly to where they should go in this way.

As the manager of the arena, Bartner Gray is indeed likely to appear in the arena during games, but when it comes to appearing in the audience, Zhu Jue is more willing to believe that he will stay in the arena at this time. A specific box or the backstage of the arena.

At most, they just went to the scene to say a few opening words, and it was obviously impossible for them to jump into the arena to question something in front of hundreds of people.

"There is an elevator in front, which should go to the auditorium. Now there is only one way in and out. It is a bit difficult to find Butner Gray."

Feilin couldn't see what was going on over there, so he tugged on Zhu Jue's sleeve, who turned around and explained in a low voice.

"Will he be in the audience?"

Feilin quickly realized the problem and his mind was quite flexible.

"Who knows. I don't think the chances are high."

While the two were talking, the team continued to move forward. Because Zhu Jue had been waiting outside for a while, they were already at the end of the entire audience team when they entered. Most of the people had already gone up, so the team was now moving forward at a faster speed. Soon, it will be their turn soon.

If he doesn't do something, he may be forced to follow the crowd and enter the arena.

Zhu Jue glanced around. There were corridors on the left and right of where the elevator was, which should lead to other places inside the arena, but there were two people watching each of these two locations.

One is by the elevator and the other is at the rear passage.

This arrangement is obviously a special arrangement.

Zhu felt it was difficult to take action. It was easy to kill the one in front of him. The other one was at least 10 meters away.

He didn't have the means to quietly kill enemies ten meters away without being noticed by others, and judging from the bulges on their waists, they should be equipped with guns. If they forced their way in, they would definitely attract attention.

"What should we do now?"

Feilin was a little nervous.

"Do you think there will be a toilet around here, maybe take a gamble?"

Zhu Jue did not answer, but asked instead.

"what!"

The flesh on his wrist was twisted, Feilin's face turned pale, and he subconsciously bowed.

"Hey, my friend, is there a toilet nearby? My sister is here. She needs it. You know, I'm really in a hurry. I'm sorry!"

Zhu Jue held Feilin's waist, quickly took off her hood, walked out of the team and said to the guard next to him.

To say that small commentators may be rejected, the current situation is "hemorrhaging", Zhu Jue can't believe that looking at such a cute girl, this guy can be so cruel!

"Tsk, over there, go there by yourself, you are not allowed to go!"

The guard glanced at Feilin, stopped Zhu Jue, and let Feilin pass by himself.

"Then I'll wait here."

Zhu Jue was not in a hurry and pushed the film gently, and a small ball of gravel got into her collar.

Feilin looked back at Zhu Jue with some worry. After receiving the affirmative look, he could only turn around and walk to the aisle next to him.

The guard who was leaning against the wall and smoking naturally fell on Feilin's eyes, whistling in tune while looking at her.

When Feilin passed him, the scarlet tongue studded with tongue swipes across his lips again.

The next second, a yellow light flashed before his eyes.

Pfft~

A sound like digging watermelon with a spoon rang in his ears. Before he could react, his vision suddenly dimmed.

The blood hole in the throat was re-blocked by the scavenger's body within a few seconds, and the blood stains that seeped out were completely absorbed.

Feilin walked past, completely unaware that the life of the person next to him had disappeared, and only the cigarette in his hand was still flickering.

Zhu Jue didn't have a way to kill the opponent quietly ten meters away, so Feilin became his springboard. No one would guard against a cute girl without weapons, at least these guys wouldn't.

"Friend, please do me a favor. I also want to go to the toilet. How about you give me a ride?"

After receiving the message from the scavenger child, Zhu Jue took advantage of the people behind him to walk forward and stood in front of the guard. While blocking him, the scavenger poured out from the collar and aimed the sand needle directly at him. Looking into the guard's eyes, the latter had never seen such a battle before. He swallowed and could only nod silently, then turned around and took Zhu Jue to the toilet.

When he passed by the man by the wall, he wanted to wink, but what he saw was a small hand made of gravel emerging from his neck, swaying him from side to side.

His eyes froze and he silently turned back to his original position.

"Felin, you go to the arena and leave it to me. We'll go on one side. If you find Butner Gray there, contact me immediately. Remember to protect yourself."

When he arrived at the door of the men's room, he noticed that Feilin was looking over here. Zhu Jue walked into the men's room without changing his movements and turned sideways and said to Feilin.

Going to the gladiatorial arena to look for Butner Gray was just an excuse.

Zhu Jue's real purpose in assigning tasks like this was just to get Feilin to leave him and go to a relatively safer place.

After all, just because Zhu Jue has his own unique infiltration method does not mean that Feilin also has it. Bringing her with someone who has no infiltration experience will only double the chance of the two of them being discovered.

It's better to split up. The arena looks chaotic. In fact, the security in places like the auditorium is still very high, otherwise the arena would not run so smoothly.

Feilin might be able to guess Zhu Jue's intention, but at this point, she also knew that she had no choice but to cooperate with Zhu Jue's actions, so she immediately nodded and walked out.

Watching Feilin leave at the toilet door, Zhu Jue withdrew his gaze, patted the man in front of him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Friend, do me a favor again, I promise this is the last time."