Psychics don't die from gunfire

"I see."

Song Shi shook off the blood drops on the steel crow and nodded.

Things are not complicated.

"Rangxue" is currently the largest gang in the Deep Moss area. In addition to controlling sex clubs, shopping malls, black clinics, etc., it also has the biggest advantage, that is, it has a stable output of high-purity sugar, rare pharmaceuticals, A small number of black market channels for military implants - many people have speculated whether this is secretly provided by Jade Pharmaceuticals to support "reckless blood".

Of course the truth is indeed the case.

It's just that although "Rangxue" has a great family and a great business, money and resources are never enough. These three people are fringe members and live a very rough life, so they often secretly do some private work.

A real estate development company took a fancy to the area where the "White Porcelain Welfare Home" is located and planned to develop it into an open-air market. However, the director of the White Porcelain Welfare Home firmly disagreed because the money given was too little. After comparing the cost-effectiveness of "increasing the relocation fee" and "turning around to find someone else", the real estate developer decisively approached these three people.

Today is the first time for the three of them.

They are familiar with this. As for the welfare home, they have been squatting around looking for opportunities to catch the children and employees inside. They have done this several times and seen a lot of blood. If it doesn't work, they will kill two, and the other party will naturally give in.

"Oh, 'submit it'."

Song Shi repeated the word and suddenly laughed.

"Of course Baici Welfare Institute will give in if you act this way, but 'Ma Lun', ha... even I almost took my eyes off you."

"I really don't know this Maren! I only know his name! He seems to be a volunteer!" The thin man resisted the urge to wipe the blood and said anxiously: "I, I -"

"Do you have any last words?" Song Shi interrupted him.

The thin man was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, he jumped up suddenly, and a hidden blade popped out from the palm of his right hand that had been replaced with a prosthetic limb. He shot it towards the opponent, and at the same time he was about to run towards the alley.

Then a blade came out of his chest, slashing and slicing. He stumbled a few steps and quickly collapsed.

"Um"

Throw the bodies of the three people into the large trash can nearby and cover them.

Song Shi arranged his clothes slowly, wrapped up the steel crow again, covered his hood, and walked out of the alley, silently flowing into the crowd on the street.

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"I, I really don't know how to thank you."

The woman, who was probably in her fifties and already somewhat old, had a sad tone and a heavy look of tiredness on her face, but she still managed to pull herself together and held the hand of the person in front of her: "Maren, don't worry, I will definitely use the money." It's okay, but it just takes a while, I..."

"Ok, I know."

Instead of saying "you don't have to pay back the money" to make the other party more sad, the middle-aged man shook his head and whispered: "These days, let the children stay in the orphanage and go out as little as possible. I came in time this time, Mick Nothing happened, but accidents happen.”

"I will think of another solution regarding the developer's matter"

"No, no." Hearing this, the woman shook her head repeatedly: "We can't drag you into this anymore. You've already helped so much, we can't."

As she talked, the woman couldn't speak anymore and started wiping tears.

Maren comforted her for a few words and then fell silent. She could only say that she had something to say and send me a message before leaving the orphanage.

The middle-aged man walked on the bumpy road, wrapped in a coat, his eyes a little dim. He shuttled through the intricate narrow paths composed of a large number of illegal and expanded buildings. After about half an hour, he arrived at an old-fashioned apartment. In front of the building.

Insert the key and unlock the door.

The iron gate was in disrepair and was covered with brown rust. It made an unpleasant creaking sound when pushed lightly.

Then he didn't move at all.

Maren suddenly increased his strength, pushed the entire iron gate out of a gap, and squeezed in.

This apartment is in a remote location, and there are no homeless people in the zigzag corridor. As for public equipment such as corridor lights and surveillance cameras, there is no need to think about it. The whole building is filled with a vague musty smell.

Maren shook his head slightly.

He came to the third floor and stood in front of a door. When he was about to open it, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the stairs.

In the clear sound of footsteps, a hooded figure carrying something climbed up the stairs and rose step by step.

Until finally, the other party slowly stood opposite Maren.

On both sides of the aisle, two people looked at each other.

Maren paused for a moment, and when he was about to speak, he saw the other party let go of the cloth in his hand, and inside were two one-meter-long steel pipes.

The other party picked up one of them, turned it around, and nodded with satisfaction.

The next moment, the other party shook the cloth and threw the remaining one over!

Clang.

The steel pipe fell next to Maren, who was motionless, making a crisp sound.

"Excuse me, what is this?"

Maren spoke, but gradually his voice became quieter.

Because the other party didn't say anything.

He just raised the steel pipe in his hand and pointed it at himself.

Maren was silent for a moment.

Then, he exhaled and slowly picked up the steel pipe on the ground.

Then, from the darkness inside the building, a cold light suddenly lit up!

——Qiang!

Song Shi crossed the aisle and hit him with a stick, but was caught by another steel pipe that came back in time to defend himself.

Almost at the same moment, Song Shi turned the direction of the steel pipe with a coercive momentum, moved sideways, and apparently used the steel pipe as a single-edged knife, and struck out with another strike.

——But Maren still caught it!

Even taking advantage of the situation to turn defense into offense, he seized the initiative and tried to push back with a slash!

Then, with Maren's face changing slightly, this attack completely missed.

No, it was not just this attack.

To be more precise, the opponent seemed to have seen through this move, and did not give this attack or even the three variations after the hit any chance at all - just like someone suddenly pinched his nose when he was gasping for breath.

It made people feel uncomfortable with nowhere to exert force.

Ding!

However, in the blink of an eye, two cold lights kept intersecting on the narrow corridor, one of which had obviously suppressed the other - but there seemed to be some tacit understanding, and the strength and speed of both sides were kept within the scope of "ordinary people".

"Fuck your mother! What are you arguing about in the afternoon!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded in a room.

Then, after a burst of strong footsteps, a door twisted, and an irritable voice sounded from behind the door: "Fuck you -"

Bang!

The next moment, a section of steel pipe suddenly penetrated the iron door, and another section was inserted into it - the sound behind the door stopped abruptly, and the other party hurriedly used his hands and feet to retreat with a clang.

Then, Song Shi twisted his five fingers and pulled out the section of steel pipe. Facing the blow that followed, he did not retreat but advanced, met it, and slashed it again!

- Ding!

This blow hit a certain force point of the steel pipe in Maren's hand, and the originally oppressive posture instantly loosened. Seeing this, the middle-aged man gave up the offensive without hesitation and stepped back.

Song Shi did not take advantage of the situation to pursue.

He put away the steel pipe casually.

Then, he walked forward step by step, walked in front of Maren, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I won't ask why you know the 'Four Systems Sword' of the Vampsta Empire and the Imperial State Religion."

Song Shi smiled.

"- Imperial people, are you interested in doing something together?"