Life Copy Game

Bright lights shine on the clean floor.

The interior of the mall is filled with store signs stacked one on top of another, vying to be displayed in front of customers.

Most of these signs are designed with neon lights, and their dazzling brilliance is like flowers clustered together in spring, trying hard to show themselves to the customers who may pass by the store outside.

This is a very busy shopping mall.

The man in a silver suit stood in front of these shops, staring at the closed doors of these shops and the dazzling signs, "That woman actually stopped in such a bustling shopping mall for a whole day for such a thing."

"Mr. Thorne, that woman Hexi is short-sighted. She occupies a high position without matching talents. Now she has offended the consortium. She will die sooner or later. Only an outstanding and skillful middleman like you can sit in the Jungle Bar. Here, it became the cornerstone of the entire Wetland underground world.”

Standing behind the man in the silver suit, a slender man with a stooped figure, a pair of slender robotic arms, and a right eye that had been modified into an obviously mechanical prosthetic eye laughed slowly.

"Don't try to flatter me, Una,"

Thorne turned around with a smile and looked at the thin man, "How many people are left in your Iron Claw gang?"

"It's just me,"

The thin man Una smiled awkwardly and said, "Hai Xi killed our boss and spread the news that he wanted to clear out our gang. Most of the gang members ran away, and most of the rest were killed by Hai Xi's people." It’s solved, now I’m the only one who can run faster and survive.”

"I've been wanting to ask you a question,"

Thorne slowly turned around and continued walking along the aisle of the mall.

"Did your boss let the chip contaminate his brain when he was doing mechanical modifications and become a madman? Why did he think he could kill Haixi at Haixi's place?

"I remember that when I gave him the commission, I clearly told him that I would try my best to lure Haixi out and lead him to your territory before taking action.

"In the end, he took his people to the Jungle Bar and attacked Haixi directly at Haixi's lair."

"Our boss originally thought he could take him by surprise," Una smiled awkwardly, "In fact, we were close to success, but Haixi's combat effectiveness exceeded our expectations."

"So your gang is doomed."

Thorne took out a small silver box from his pocket and pulled out a cigar.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Una stretched out his robotic arm and used the sharp blade on the robotic arm to help Thorne cut off both ends of the cigar. He immediately took out the electronic cigarette lighter and lit Thorne's cigar.

Thorne watched quietly as Una completed these actions. Even when the mechanical arm with a sharp blade was waving in front of him, his expression remained calm, calm and calm.

When Una carefully retracted his hand, he picked up the smoky cigar, took a puff, and said with a smile, "Since the Iron Claw Gang no longer exists and your mission failed, why are you coming back to me?"

Thick smoke spread in his mouth.

"I have always felt that you are much more correct than our boss. If our boss had chosen to listen to you, he would definitely not have ended up like this,"

Una lowered his head and bent his whole body, almost touching the ground. "Now the Iron Claw Gang is gone, and I have no gang, so I hope I can make a living under your wise and powerful hands."

"I'm afraid Haixi's people are looking for you everywhere now. You want to hide here with me to save your life."

Thorne had a cigar in his mouth and looked at Una with a smile.

"Mr. Thorne is really the smartest person in the underworld of Wetland," Una said immediately. "How can Hexi, that stinky bitch, be short-sighted compared to you, Mr. Thorne? Sooner or later, she will die on the streets and become a Your stepping stone, Mr. Thorne.”

"Is this how you coaxed your boss back then?"

Thorne looked at Una with a smile, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

The boss of the Iron Claw Gang was so conceited and arrogant that he died in the Jungle Bar.

"How dare I,"

Una's body bowed further, like a stapler standing upright.

"Although my former boss was brave, he couldn't listen to other people's suggestions. Many people in the gang and I advised him not to be impulsive and to listen to your suggestions, but he didn't listen and insisted on having his own way. He even kicked me out. The mission team is why I am here.”

This sentence was specially said by Unnut to Thorne. First of all, he showed that he was not a flatterer. The previous boss's pride had nothing to do with him, and he also persuaded the boss.

In addition, he also praised Thorne secretly, praising Thorne for being much wiser than his previous boss, saying that if the previous boss had listened to Thorne's opinion, it would not have ended like this.

After hearing these words, Thorne's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened. He retracted his gaze, took off the cigar from his mouth, and said with a smile, "Haixi's people are looking for you everywhere. You stay with me for the time being. It's very difficult." You will be free soon."

Una was stunned, and he naturally understood the subtext of this sentence.

Heshe's men are after him, but Thorne says he'll be free soon, proving that his pursuers will soon be gone.

Naturally, it was impossible for Haixi to suddenly be merciful and want to spare him. There was only one possibility. Haixi would soon be unable to hunt him down.

This can only mean one thing. The once all-powerful No. 1 middleman of Wetland may have offended some people who shouldn't be offended, or got involved in something that shouldn't be involved, and will soon be dumped. Wilderness.

After figuring this out, Una immediately said, "Thank you Mr. Thorne, thank you Mr. Thorne. Only a kind and trustworthy person like Mr. Thorne should be the first intermediary in Wetland."

"Okay, put your tricks away."

Thorne had a smile on his face and his tone was calm, "I heard that you are good at settling accounts? Are you in charge of the Iron Claw Gang's industry and property? Are you running a good business?"

Upon hearing this, Una's expression froze briefly.

This is the reason why Thorne is willing to save him. All the assets of the Iron Claw Gang are in his hands at this moment.

However, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he quickly took out a chip card and said, "All the assets of the Iron Claw Gang are here. Mr. Thorne, I didn't do the accounting well, and I would like to trouble you to do an inventory. "

Of course, this is not all the assets, but more than 90% of the Iron Claw Gang's wealth is here, and Una himself does not dare to take more.

"This is not good."

Thorne glanced at the chip card.

"Our boss's biggest wish during his lifetime is to have a more talented and knowledgeable person manage these assets. Please don't refuse."

Una said again.

"Then I will find someone you can trust to help you count your assets. This will satisfy your boss's wish."

Thorne casually took the chip card and put it in his pocket.

"It's really too much trouble for you. Our boss will definitely be happy in heaven."

Una said with a smile.

At this time, a figure in a black suit quickly ran from the other side of the mall. He stopped in front of Thorne and said, "Boss, those mercenaries are gone."

"They are all gone? No one is left?"

Thorne asked doubtfully.

"They all left and ran away after a black SUV."

The men in black suits answered quickly.

Hearing this answer, Thorne was silent for a moment, then he quickly turned around, "They should have discovered Jace. Our commission is completed, and we need to leave here immediately."

"Boss, don't we wait here for them to come back?"

The men in black suits asked with some confusion.

"This is not a safe place,"

Thorne shook his head, "This is Haixi's shopping mall. She may find out at any time that her subordinates in this shopping mall have betrayed her, and they may send people over at any time. And I don't know why. I'm always a little uneasy today," Jess said. It’s so smart.”

"Then boss, should we contact the mercenaries?"

The man in black suit asked again.

"Wait a minute, wait until we are far enough away from here and then tell them, these mercenaries don't care about our life or death,"

He raised his bracelet and dialed a number, "Bring my car out."

——

The moonlight shines through the uncovered windows into the empty room littered with garbage and dust.

The light of the searchlight quickly swept across the room.

The mercenary holding a Gauss rifle stood at the door of the unfinished room, looked around, and then shouted, "There is none in this room."

"Did you look at the top of your head?"

Behind him, another mercenary approached and asked doubtfully.

"The top of your head?"

The mercenary slowly raised his head, and the light of the searchlight moved upward little by little, illuminating the mottled walls and empty ceiling, and finally fell on a blood-covered cheek.

It was a slightly crazy smiling face. The owner of the smiling face was hanging upside down from the ceiling, his head lowered, and he was watching him calmly.

"ah!!!"

The mercenary took a step back in fright, knocked away his companions behind him, then raised his gun, pointed it at the figure hanging on the ceiling, and pulled the trigger.

The next second, the sharp blade pierced his exoskeleton armor and pierced his neck.

He stared in front of him, staring at the figure that appeared in front of him like a phantom and put the dagger into his neck.

The figure still had a gentle and crazy smile on his face. He reached out his hand and gently supported the mercenary's head. His gentle voice sounded in the silent darkness, "Don't be afraid, dizziness is normal. It will be over soon." alright."

"Asshole! Die!!!"

The companion next to the mercenary suddenly raised his Gauss gun and aimed it at the figure.

Immediately afterwards, along with the blood splashing when the dagger was pulled out, the cold knife light cut through the night, and in just a moment, it pierced the neck of the roaring companion again.

The figure held the Gauss gun and gently pulled the muzzle of the Gauss gun.

The mercenary companion who was still dying relied on instinct to pull the trigger.

boom--

The sharp bullets cut through the darkness and hit the silent depths of darkness.

The third 'mercenary' with a shocked face appeared from the darkness and stared blankly at his comrade who shot him.

At such a close range, the bullet from the Gauss gun pierced his heart and took away his life.

He used the genetic potion of the 'Assassin' and gained the ability of the Assassin. As soon as he touched He Ao's back in the dark, he was hit in the heart by his companion's Gauss gun.

The assassin's physical fitness itself is not strong, and those who use genetic medicine to forcibly improve are much weaker than the original version.

Hit by a Gauss gun at such a close range, the bullet easily penetrated the mercenary's body and took away his life.

Maintaining his final expression of horror, the mercenary's body rotted in the darkness.

He Ao pulled out the dagger and disappeared into the night.

The bright red blood soaked the ground mixed with mud.

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"What combat team is this?"

The officer's originally powerful voice had become a little hoarse. He stood on the stairs to the sixth floor and stared at the body that fell on the corridor.

"The fifth one."

The short mercenary standing behind him said slowly,

"Are we still going to bring in teams from outside? The corpses of these teams are staying at key locations. The target seems to deliberately want people to see these corpses. Now the soldiers are under great pressure and their morale is greatly affected. Moreover, people who have used genetic agents have died. Like, you saw it too...we have to find a way."

"When the superiors gave us these genetic medicines, did they tell us about the conditions of death?"

The officer said solemnly.

"No."

The short mercenary shook his head.

"These bastards are treating us as guinea pigs."

The officer's voice was hoarse. He stared at the corpses on the ground. "Stop searching in a large area. Have the new mercenaries and genetic medicine arrived? Let them all come in. Every three groups will form a new combat group. The combat groups will treat each other." Within sight, we unite directly and push forward layer by layer.”

"Move in people from outside. If the target escapes..."

The short mercenary whispered.

"The target won't run away," the officer shook his head, "I don't know what the target wants, but he must have his own ideas. He 'ate' all the mercenary team that was sent to encircle and suppress him before. , he may want to repeat his old tricks this time and get rid of us directly. "

"Get rid of us? Is he crazy?"

At this sentence, the short mercenary was stunned for a moment. He knew that the target individual was very strong, but he still couldn't help laughing at this somewhat 'whimsical' judgment. "We have three mercenary teams here, nearly one Hundreds of people, dozens of D-level genetic medicines, three C-level genetic medicines, and heavy weapons outside.

"Don't say a hundred elite mercenaries, just a hundred pigs. If they rush over directly, he may not be able to stand still and maintain his shape. Besides, he is still injured. Can he still fight back against us? Want to get rid of us?"

"My lieutenant has been dealt with,"

The officer whispered, "There are no more three people holding C-level genetic medicine now. The target is very strong,"

Then he looked around,

"These groups all died on the fifth and sixth floors. He is most likely still on these two floors. There is only one staircase in this building, and there is only one normal entrance and exit. The self-aiming system of the sniper gun outside has been locked. All walls have been covered. Once he goes out, he will be directly targeted and attacked by the intelligent system.

"Tell everyone to get as close as possible. We close the circle and block all entrances and exits. He can't escape. This building is no better than the chaotic alleys in the West District. It's too small and the environment is not complicated. There is no room for him to hide."

The officer raised his hand, and the monitor on his arm projected a rough architectural sketch of the building. "According to the news from the medical building, before he met us, he had been surrounded and killed at the medical consortium building. Here Bian encountered several more teams. After such a long battle, even if he uses a mechanical prosthetic body, the energy will not be enough. "

"He is very important. You can't be too cautious. The superiors promised to increase the bonus and sent a real C-level person over here."

The officer's eyes turned to the mercenaries moving in the darkness, "Our mission is to stabilize him, and then surround and kill him. If he can't be beaten, he will be killed. If he can't be killed, he will be dragged away, waiting for support to come. He cannot leave this building alive. ”

"yes!"

The short mercenary suppressed his smile and nodded heavily.

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Putting down the last soldier in front of him, He Ao leaned against the wall.

He stared at the rapidly decaying mercenary, with some yellowish blood spilling out from his waist.

He took out some hemostatic spray from the mercenary's exoskeleton armor and sprayed it on the wound, barely stopping the blood from overflowing.

During the previous battle with the adjutant who had been injected with the C-level 'paranoia' gene drug, he was injured to the waist.

In the battle with this mercenary injected with genetic medicine, the wound on his waist was further torn, aggravating the injury.

Jace's physical fitness is too weak. Even if He Ao has rich combat experience and skills, under the absolute gap in physical strength, every step must be taken cautiously.

The mysterious man obviously spent a lot of money to kill him. Even if the genetic potion is something that can be mass-produced, even if he has never made a high-end genetic potion, as the actual creator of the genetic potion, He Ao is very clear about the manufacturing cost of the genetic potion.

A D-level genetic potion, under the current manufacturing conditions, coupled with the corresponding materials, plus labor and mechanical losses, would cost at least one million federal coins.

A C-level genetic potion may even cost tens of millions of federal coins.

Although this cost can be reduced significantly if factories and production lines are introduced in the later stage, in the short term, the cost of these genetic medicines will obviously remain high.

He Ao even suspected that the mysterious man had taken out all the genetic medicines secretly produced and used them to encircle and suppress him.

Among the mercenary combat groups he just killed, there were at least seven mercenaries with genetic medicine.

Coupled with the adjutant who has a C-level genetic medicine, even if the mysterious man secretly built a laboratory that was twice the size of Jace's laboratory, it would not be able to achieve such high production capacity in a short period of time.

So these can only be in stock.

It seems that there are still many such "inventories" in this mercenary team.

After spending so much money, this guy really thinks highly of himself.

He Ao leaned against the corner, feeling that the wound was gradually stabilizing. He slowly stood up and moved into the darkness again.

In fact, the mysterious man's mentality towards Jace is very simple:

If you don't get it, destroy it.

Jace is currently the only person in the Federation who can rely on his own abilities to recreate genetic medicines and even continue to improve genetic medicines.

If such a person falls into the hands of a hostile force, then the genetic medicine technology in the hands of the mysterious person will no longer be exclusive and monopolized.

Compared with the value brought by genetic medicine technology and the possible losses caused by Jace falling into other forces, the cost invested by the mysterious man now does not seem to be high.

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After a while, a mercenary team discovered the corpse in this corner. They stared at the mercenaries who had turned into corpses.

This mercenary group that had just been silent forever was so close to their previous location, so close that if the target just moved a little bit more, it might be them lying here forever.

More and more mercenaries entered the small building, but fear and darkness spread in everyone's heart.

——

The moonlight shines on the exit of the parking lot.

As soon as Thorne's car drove out of the exit, a dozen black off-road vehicles rushed out of the darkness and surrounded him.

Heavy machine guns were mounted on the off-road vehicles.

And all around were people wearing shopping mall work clothes lying on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Thorne's expression darkened while sitting in the car.

A black sedan pulled out of the SUV and parked in front of Thorne's vehicle.

The car door opened, and a red-haired woman wearing a mermaid skirt stepped out of the car.

"Hai Xi, what do you want to do?"

Thorne sat in the car, lowered the window, and stared at the woman outside the window.

"Please come with me."

Hiashi looked at him with a smile.

"Stinky Bichi!"

A black figure sitting on the passenger seat jumped out and rushed towards Haixi.

A slender light flashed past under the hazy light. The movements of the black-clothed figure froze in the air, and the body and head were in different places, falling to different places.

Haixi gently raised her hand and put the slender silk thread into her sleeves. She looked at Thorne calmly, and the muzzles of the surrounding machine guns were also pointed at Thorne.

The one who died just now was Thorne's D-class extraordinary bodyguard. Although his strength was not as strong as the boss of the Iron Claw Gang, he was already the strongest among the men around him.

If all the mercenaries hadn't left, he wouldn't have been so passive.

Thorne watched this scene, was silent for a moment, slowly walked out of the vehicle, and raised his hands.