Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

"No, don't shoot! We, we're just waiting for someone!" A man who looked at most twenty-five or sixteen years old, but whose hair was scattered and rough, his skin seemed to be over half a hundred, shivered.

"I think you are waiting for me." Lu Yuan said softly.

Upon hearing this, the two shook into a sieve, and the man continued, "You, don't mess around! We, we are all doing things for the office!"

"I know, I'm the one who bought your goods in the office." Lu Yuan said strangely.

"Ah? It's really you?" The man hurriedly said, if he received a pardon, "Then, can you put the gun away?"

Lu Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the two with a smile. He saw their erratic eyes, always hiding from his muzzle, and then he shook his hand and retracted the pistol into his portable space.

"You, are you still a magician?" Seeing Lu Yuan's pistol disappeared without a trace, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously.

"Haha, guess!" Lu Yuan smiled and continued, "Let me inspect the goods first!"

As soon as these words came out, the two men suddenly became nervous again.

Seeing that their expressions were unnatural, Lu Yuan's heart was embarrassed, and he wanted to draw a gun again.

The two of them showed their IQs this time, and they hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't go, the goods must be fine!"

"This is the first time you buy goods from a security office, right?" The thin humanity said.

"How?" Lu Yuan asked.

"As long as the goods can be displayed in the security office's list, they have been reviewed by them. There is no problem with the goods!" the person continued, "Finally, the goods must be loaded into the special boxes provided by the security office."

"In the unlikely event that there is a real problem with the quality of the goods, not only will the people who supply the goods no longer be able to sell the goods in the security office system, but they will also offer rewards for hunting down!"

"If the seller sells the goods and changes his mind in the middle and wants to stop trading, it will have the same consequences!"

"But that's okay. Although it's a bit of a hassle, the seller's reputation is guaranteed by a security firm, which can also allow people like us to have a way to make money."

Lu Yuan didn't understand until they explained clearly.

It turned out that the security firm has established a fairly complete system for buying and selling special goods under the carrot stick policy.

On the one hand, the bottom of the underground society, known as the “rats in the stinking ditch,” can have a channel to make money, and on the other hand, they can use their own energy to ensure that these guys will not cheat buyers.

At least let those who pit the buyer disappear forever.

It is conceivable how much money the security office burned in this market at the beginning of its establishment.

But now it seems that these two obviously serious narcotics addictions, and maybe the guy who will die tonight on which street corner can sell goods on the security office platform, you can see the office’s success.

Nodded, Lu Yuan said, "Well, thank you for your explanation. Then help me and put the goods in my car."

"Um, no need, no trouble!" The skinny man shook his head like a rattle, "You can drive this car directly! We also rent it from the office, and the office will send someone to recycle it!"

{This security office is too sophisticated, right? }Lu Yuan sighed with emotion, but didn't say anything to the two of them, and got into the old-fashioned van.

The two looked at each other, and rushed to Lu Yuan on the car and shouted, "So what, man! You haven't confirmed receipt of the goods yet!"

"what?"

"You open the office page, point your camera at the green boxes and stay!"

Lu Yuan followed the instructions and did so, and the office page really updated the prompt, showing that he received the goods.

"Hey, thank you man! Goodbye!" The two confirmed that they had received the money, and happily rushed away and waved, then turned and ran without a trace.

{Brother Six, how do I feel that the security firm’s routines seem familiar? Isn't this just a sweep? }

[Huh huh, the host pays attention, beware of someone accusing you of malicious innuendo! Take a company in the dark, such as the security firm, to insinuate a large group with unique vision and brilliance that is thriving and has a high sense of social responsibility. It will certainly not destroy our universe casually! 】

{I was wrong, Brother Six, you forgive me, the bag in the car is out! }

After the inexplicable dialogue.

Lu Yuan just drove to the Mesa logistics warehouse in the navigation, and suddenly remembered that there was no one in charge of his car, and hurriedly dialed Picello's phone.

"Hello? Didn't you say that you don't want to call me in a hurry?" After a long time, Picello didn't answer the phone. The first sentence after the connection was still this.

Listening to the inexplicable gasping voice from the opposite side, Lu Yuan frowned and asked, "Are you running for fitness this time?"

"Yes, I often run at this time, what's wrong? I didn't find the goods?" Picello said.

"Have you seen the firm's information? I already got the goods!"

"Then you can send them to any of my warehouses! There is enough space on both sides!"

"I know! I'm asking, what should I do with my car?" Lu Yuan didn't bother to investigate why he didn't tell himself to scan the goods with his mobile phone to confirm the receipt, and directly asked the key point.

"Uh, can't you go back and fetch it yourself?" Picello said.

"It's OK, but I remember the office provides a driving agent? Can't they send someone to drive my car to follow me? It just happens to be able to drive the truck back?" Lu Yuan said.

"You know all of this? It's amazing!" Picello said, "Yes, but you didn't leave me the spare car key in advance. Now it's called a driver, and he has to ask you to get the key."

"That's okay, I can wait here." Lu Yuan said nothing.

"What? Brother, your top priority now is to send the goods back to the warehouse!" Picello suddenly became anxious.

"Why?" Lu Yuan was very puzzled.

"Rules of the firm! Companies that have applied for a hunting license can stop your goods without being punished by the firm!" Picello shouted.

"Huh? Isn't this the British privateer's permit back then? Damn, it's still doing this? What good will it do for them?" Lu Yuan was shocked, regardless of his own car. He quickly started the van and hurriedly rushed into it. To the logistics warehouse.

"Humph! Of course it's good! If someone else takes the goods, they either risk being robbed by others and pull the goods back to their own warehouse, or after they get them, they apply for a low price and sell them to the office directly. Of the office!"

"There are always people with turbulent heads who love to change this kind of thankless and not very self-interested thing, just to find excitement!"

"As long as there is such a person, the security firm can make a lot of money. Why don't they do it?"

"Do you think the security office opened the charity hall? Their fundamental purpose is to make the underworld people in Los Santos attack each other until they are all dead!"

"The best way to destroy the gang is to let the gang destroy themselves?" Lu Yuan muttered.

"That's it!" Picello said loudly.

"Why does your style sound so familiar? Is this what the guy L told you?" Lu Yuan said as he sprinted on the highway.

"Don't worry about who told me! As long as it makes sense. Otherwise, what are the reasons for the firm to do this?" Picello asked rhetorically.

"Um, who knows?" Lu Yuan curled his lips, "but letting gangs kill each other to complete death is too conspiracy theory and unrealistic!"

"Hey, since you don't know why, what's the matter if you take this seriously for the time being? Does it affect you to run for your life now?" Picello said.

"I can tell you that if it exceeds a certain period of time, the office will send the signal of the cargo box to other companies that are operating but have not grabbed the goods. I don't know how many people will intercept you at that time! hurry up!"

"I X, the firm's methods are too dark! Wouldn't the mortality rate in this business be extremely high?" Lu Yuan shouted.

"That's why those who survive can earn more, double the money! Wealth and wealth are in danger! The higher the return, the greater the risk, don't you understand?" Picello said.

"I thought I understood, but I really didn't understand it!" Lu Yuan said, crying without tears.

He rushed to the Mesa logistics warehouse as quickly as possible, because he was not his own car, and he did not even comply with the traffic regulations. In a short while, he was photographed for multiple violations.

Although there was a system to help him bypass the police, the system suddenly informed him that according to the firm's rules, these violation tickets would also ask him to pay through the back office of the firm.

Lu Yuan was even more helpless when he learned that the firm was stuck in this regard. But then he thought of another question.

{Sixth brother, can't you block the signals of those cargo boxes? }

[Yes, it must be possible. But the consequences are more serious than being hunted down. ] The system said lightly.

{Why? }As soon as he asked the exit, Lu Yuan responded, {will he be blacked out and wanted by the office? }

【bingo. 】

Fortunately, perhaps it is the luck of the novice. Except for a pile of fines, when he drove the van to the warehouse unloading area, there was no other loss.

"Okay, this batch of goods is delivered!" Throwing the goods on the storage shelf, throwing the three empty boxes back into the van, Lu Yuan hurriedly confirmed with Picello.

"Good job!" Picello replied.

It’s just that Lu Yuan, who was relaxing, suddenly noticed that Picello, who had just run out of breath, had no idea when his voice had become lazy and tired.

Lu Yuan always felt that he was wrong, but before he had time to think about it, he was bombarded by the system into a van, that is, a van.

{Why drive this car? }Lu Yuan's mind is a bit messy now, and his IQ has dropped significantly.

[...] The system was also a little helpless about this, fearing that he would not understand it, so he had to answer positively, [Go back to the host’s own car! 】

{Uh, yes! so it is! }