Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

Chapter 121 True Memory

Real Memory Injection, that is really famous, it is produced in Central City, and it is specially used to force confessions.

However, medicine cannot guarantee that the confession is 100% true.

It's hard to say whether it can reach 50% with well-trained people, but the probability is not low.

The medicine is powerful, and the side effects are also very strong. People who have injected the medicine have a certain probability of becoming idiots.

Even if you don't become a complete idiot, your sanity will definitely be affected.

But this man was really brave. He tried his best to call himself innocent, and said that he would sue them for harming residents without reason.

"Do you think one injection is not enough?" Bentley took out five more injections of the same type, and said with a blank expression.

"The B-level ultimate fighter can resist five needles at most, let me see if you can withstand the sixth needle."

The man knelt down in an instant, "Master Terry... I am from the defense team!"

Real memory injections are truly priceless in Tianzi District, and they are also one of the most sought-after goods on the black market.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to get one shot, but the other party actually took out six shots to deal with this little man like him!

It's no wonder it's so bad!

He really wants to cry, these six injections are enough to buy two or three lives of mine, you guys can't waste your money like this!

"People from Starr?" Bentley's brows twitched, "He actually teamed up with Tiangong... Isn't it embarrassing?"

"No, the captain kicked Tiangong out of several projects," the man replied quickly, "He really wants to cooperate with you..."

In his words, Starr insisted on getting rid of the influence of his predecessor, so that he was under strong pressure from Tiangong.

Tiangong was not only targeting Bentley and Qu Jianlei, but several candidates were also deliberately suppressed.

Among these targeted people, the only ones who stand out are Terry and Jane Lei. It is normal for Starr to keep a high degree of attention.

After listening to his words, Bentley nodded expressionlessly.

"The logic is basically self-consistent, but since you have the guts to follow us, you still have to give you a shot."

"Why bother?" the man yelled desperately, "You two really don't trust me, I can take you to find the captain!"

He really didn't want to take such an injection, it would do too much damage to the brain nerves.

"What did I see your captain do?" Bentley was a little strange, "I've said it all, I won't do his business anymore."

"The serious thing is that you dare to follow us, how can you do it without giving you a lesson...By the way, I can prove that this injection is not fake."

This guy really doubted whether the injection was real, but at this moment, how dare he doubt it again?

"My lords, this injection is definitely not fake. I followed you two only for... ah!~~~"

Real memory works very quickly, this is to prevent some well-trained people from deliberately closing the memory of some things.

But this also leads to a very bad user experience, and strong side effects.

After about half a minute, this person's eyes began to blur, and he answered every question.

In addition to co-authoring Starr's intention to maintain contact with Bentley, he also wanted to use them as a gun against Tiangong Repair Factory.

It can be seen from this that the idea of ​​killing people with a borrowed knife is really not uncommon, and more than one party has this idea.

So Starr sent someone to find out the addresses of the two.

For the garrison, no matter in the city, on the outskirts or outside the city, it is their territory.

As long as they can find out where the two reformed fighters live and want to instigate trouble, then only the technical details remain.

"It's been so many years, and I haven't made any progress," Bentley snorted disdainfully, then stood up.

"I remember there are two ants...I'll go, just run away like this?"

There were two other people squatting on the side of the street just now, as if they had nothing to do, but they were obviously following them.

Seeing that guy was caught, the two were also frightened and ran away.

"Let's go," Qu Jianlei greeted, as for the guy who hadn't passed the real memory medicine, he just ignored it.

Shortly after they left, another motorcycle drove up, with only one rider wearing a helmet.

The knight stopped beside the defender, checked that there was no one around, got out of the car, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed the man in the heart.

The twitching defenseman kicked his legs a few times, and then fell silent.

The helmeted knight straightened up again, looked around nonchalantly, and was about to get on his motorcycle and leave.

He didn't expect that there were more than one group of people in the buildings far away from the garbage dump who saw his actions.

These are people who are tracking, and leave in time when they find something wrong, but they are also very curious to know what will happen in the dump.

So they chose the surrounding buildings and took a seat to watch after entering.

Bentley and Qu Jianlei's perception is very keen, and they can feel something strange.

But by coincidence, neither of them planned to pursue it.

It was the two who followed, and they both felt the need to kill them, because they might continue to follow.

And those who entered the building to observe would not have much maneuverability if they wanted to go downstairs and continue to follow.

Of course, they can remotely command other people to follow through the mobile station, but Qu Jianlei and the two have other ways to deal with it.

In short, the two felt that those people were not worth worrying about, and they didn't feel too obvious malice, so they let them go.

But now, these people watched a murder before their eyes.

The next moment, a gunshot rang out, and the murderer fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another gunshot, and a large hole appeared in this man's chest.

"Which bastard did it?" A roar rang out, "Is this murder?"

"Can't speak, you don't need to speak," a gloomy voice sounded.

"I killed people. I didn't intend to kill people at first, but... if you kill them, you will kill them. I belong to Ruyi Casino!"

"You from Ruyi Casino will stab me?" The voice of that person shouted louder, "I belong to the defense team!"

"So what about the defense team?" The sullen voice sneered, "Come check my Ruyi casino."

Those who can afford to open a high-end casino are still afraid of the trash of the defense team?

As a result, the defense team yelled again, "The one who was killed by the dagger belonged to my defense team."

Well, the guy from the casino didn't dare to speak anymore.

The garrison was killed, another garrison wounded the murderer, and in the end he killed the man.

When this logic came down, he couldn't speak clearly.

But can't tell? That's not up to him!

Two strong men came down from the next door and entered the building, "Come on, come on, that Ruyi Casino, come down!"

Well, originally they were going to stare at Bentley and Qu Jianlei, but the group started to toss themselves.

There was more than one person being followed by the defense team, and there was no way for the brave ones to be taken down by the opponent.

"True Memory Potion," someone sighed softly—there are quite a few people in Houjing who have seen the world, "it's really worth it."

This thing is so precious, it will definitely be used on an important person, but the other party actually used it on a stalking fish?

"Is that a real memory?" Someone was stunned, and then laughed, "The defense team is going to have a headache."

"No one noticed, do they have a lot of medicine?" Someone muttered, "I won't follow you if you kill me in the future."

At the same time, the two who had shaken off their tails were also chatting.

"Old Ben, I have the impression that this real memory is very expensive, right?"

Bentley replied casually, "It has nothing to do with money. In Central City, it's all high-end controlled products. Do you think it's a matter of money?"

Qu Jianlei sighed leisurely, "Then we... are not poor."

Bentley was silent, and it took a while before he said, "If you are willing to be mediocre...it is indeed not poor."

"But you can't be mediocre," Qu Jianlei sighed softly, "If you want to make some money, how many people are staring at you, what kind of world is this!"

"Cannibalism," Bentley replied casually, "If you don't want to be eaten, try to be strong."

The news that Jian Lei checked another set of fresh air system soon spread to Tiangong maintenance factory.

Xue Mantian hung his arms and found his boss, "That guy actually took the order, it's clear that he has no eyes for heavenly work!"

The boss is a little old man, with a wise light in his eyes, "Is your hand better?"

A trace of sadness flashed across Xue Mantian's eyes, "It's useless, I can only lead apprentices in the future."

His hand was shattered and fractured by Bentley, and even the best orthopedic surgeon in Tianzi District in Houjing couldn't save it.

A dignified B-level maintenance engineer, most of his skills are in one hand, how can he not feel resentment?

But he is not worried about being dismissed, after all, he still has a pair of sharp eyes and rich experience.

"Well, take your apprentice well," the boss nodded, "the other party has the potion of real memory in his hand, so it's not easy to mess with it."

In fact, at the beginning, he didn't think of using that method to deal with Jian Lei, but planned to solve the problem through coordination.

It was Xue Mantian who volunteered to go, because before that, he had been responsible for the maintenance of the defense team's mechs.

When Xue Mantian returns home, the boss can't say that he did something wrong - after all, it is for the benefit of Tiangong.

not to be trifled? A trace of astonishment flashed across Xue Mantian's eyes, "Then let him be free? What about our Tiangong's face?"

The little old man rubbed his chin, and after thinking for a while, he said, "These two people... may not be the only two."

"Even if you only deal with these two people, you have to pay a big price. Do you think it's worth it?"

Xue Mantian replied very simply, "Boss, you once said that a pure businessman is a lamb."

"We Tiangong, don't forget at any time, to be a wolf-like businessman, not a lamb!"

The little old man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "It's true, I'm getting older, but I'm getting timid."

"You are cautious," Xue Mantian slapped flattery indiscriminately, then frowned.

"However, in cooperation with the military, too many people are staring at us, and we cannot afford to be weak."

The little old man rubbed his chin again, and shook his head dumbfounded, "You...you can really find trouble for me."

(First update, Congratulations to the beautiful and cute host "Green Waisted Lolo") —————

Chapter 122 Towards the Tiger Mountain Journey

Of course Qu Jianlei didn't count, the defender who was chasing him was killed later.

Two days later, Bentley got the news and came back to talk to him.

To be honest, Qu Jianlei was quite surprised by this, "Did Starr bother you?"

"Why bother me?" Bentley asked strangely, "If the person is not dead and his brain is damaged, he may still cause trouble."

In fact, it's not just the wasteland, but also the blue star. People are there, but what's the point if they're not there?

Qu Jianlei asked again, "Who did the murder?"

Bentley's expression was a bit strange, "An adventurer from other places, a suspect in many cases, entered Houjing with a false identity."

Qu Jianlei noticed this keenly, "Remember the you back then?"

"I'm from Central City," Bentley replied proudly, "I won't fall to such an extent."

"It's just that this method of pretending to be an identity is a bit like a lifetime away."

Qu Jianlei didn't want to hear him grieve, "Then there must be a big force helping...Is it Tiangong?"

"Maybe," Bentley replied disapprovingly, "how is the calculation going today?"

The results of the recent calculations are getting better and better. Qu Jianlei originally thought that there are more than 160 plans that have not been calculated.

But in fact, he has been continuously improving the already tested solutions, which have been very effective.

In addition, Bentley also made some suggestions from time to time, and both of them felt that the final version was not far away.

During this process, Bentley was able to gradually understand Qu Jianlei's thinking, and also learned a lot about calculation techniques.

He no longer felt how mysterious this kind of calculation was—at least it wasn't so unbelievable anymore.

But at the same time, some of Qu Jianlei's thoughts and insights completely astonished him.

He really did not expect that an orphan can have such a wild imagination, the key is that the logic can be self-consistent.

This is equivalent to someone constructing a world out of thin air, a world that he doesn't understand, but it may really exist.

Qu Jianlei smiled and nodded, "Today's progress is not small. If everything goes well, the final version will be rolled out this month."

"That's good, I can't wait," Bentley said eagerly.

The test that day went well, and Bentley left in high spirits early the next morning.

Hua Xiezi looked at his back with a weird expression, "It's really rare to be so happy buying healing medicine."

Qu Jianlei knew that she was upset, so he smiled.

"When I sorted it out for him, I also figured out your direction, and it will be very fast."

Within two days, Bentley found another business, which was to inspect and repair two industrial robots.

Qu Jianlei was a little strange again, "Industrial robots... Can the Tianzi District be used?"

He is no stranger to industrial robots, whether in Blue Star or Wasteland.

The complexity of this kind of thing is not stronger than that of a mecha, but in the wasteland, it basically exists in theory.

Because human life in the wasteland is worthless, and the labor fee is so low that it is almost nothing-in many cases, it is enough to take care of the food.

In this case, there is absolutely no room for industrial robots to use.

"In some special cases, it is still useful." Bentley was not interested in this. "Extreme temperature, extreme poison and so on."

But Qu Jianlei still felt a little unreliable, "Then where are these two robots used?"

"We can't ask about this." Bentley still understands the industry rules very well, "It's a general type, not a special type."

Having said this, he reacted belatedly, "Do you suspect it's a trap?"

"It's very likely," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "Why do they think that I can repair industrial robots?"

Industrial robots are nearly nonexistent in the wasteland, but that doesn't mean they're cheap.

In fact, the price of industrial robots is even more expensive than mechs, and the value and price of the two are inverted.

But this is not surprising, because here, mecha is a high-end combat power and a necessity.

And industrial robots are luxury goods, just like the fresh air system, the technology content is not high, but it is extremely expensive.

Bentley thought for a while, then nodded, "That's right, then I'll decline."

However, it is not so easy to refuse, the other party just said directly, if you are not satisfied with something, you can bring it up.

Not enough money? This is really not a problem, you can add it.

Worried about repairing it? Don't be afraid, we only ask for a diagnosis, and the transportation fee is enough, just ask for your help.

As for asking about the origin... that's a bit too much, we spend so much money looking for someone in private because we don't want to expose our identities.

Not convenient to come to your door? OK, can I deliver it to your home?

Not suitable for delivery to your home? That doesn't matter, you designate a place, shall we send it there?

After communicating several times, the other party is really easy to talk to.

But Qu Jianlei and Bentley also understood that this is really a scam, it's definitely a scam, and the other party didn't even bother to hide it.

I agree to all the conditions you put forward... No matter whether it is reasonable or not, as long as there is not too much deviation, I will invite you to come,

As long as you dare to come, a fight is inevitable, if you don't dare to come, that's up to you.

It's just that, as a maintenance engineer, you don't dare to try such a favorable condition. Are you still willing to accept orders in the future?

This is the provocation of the red fruit, Qu Jianlei and Bentley knew it without guessing, the one who made the way must be Tiangong.

The other party really didn't hide it at all, so he almost pointed to his nose and said: Come on, hurry up...do you have the guts to continue?

Qu Jianlei glanced at Bentley, "This is provocation."

"That's right," Bentley nodded, "Such a big enmity can only be caused by Tiangong."

"Then shall we take it?"

"Accept it, why not?" Bentley smiled lightly, "Don't hurt it, it will always trouble you."

"Then take it," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Hua... What's your opinion, Huang Xiezi?"

"Is my opinion important?" Hua Scorpion could only complain, "If you two decide, can I still have objections?"

Qu Jianlei knew that she was cautious, so she couldn't help but ask, "Do you think there is no need to take risks?"

Hua Xiezi hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "Forget it, at this point, backing down is not an option."

Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, and then said leisurely, "Punch away with one punch, so as to avoid a hundred punches..."

"You should kill chickens to scare monkeys," Bentley snorted coldly, then glanced at Hua Scorpion, "You don't have to go, watch the house."

The corner of Hua Xiezi's mouth twitched, and he clenched his fist secretly, before finally nodding silently.

She knew that her strength was indeed not as good as these two, so she couldn't blame the other party for underestimating her, but...it was really suffocating.

When I succeed in cultivation, let's see how I mock you old man.

Now that the tone was set, Bentley went outside the city to look at houses the next day.

The city and its suburbs are not suitable. This time, I plan to kill people, so I can only do it outside the city.

There are not as few people outside the city as there are in the suburbs, but he still chose a lonely courtyard.

This courtyard is more than 20 kilometers away from the outskirts of the city, so it is far away from human habitation.

There are some woods around the yard, some farmland, and a small soil slope full of gravel.

Bentley found the owner, paid half a month's rent and a month's deposit.

All in all, it was only fifteen silver dollars. This is because he didn't counter-offer, otherwise it would be cheaper.

On the night of renting the house, he brought Qu Jianlei over in the dark and began to renovate the yard.

The renovation took three full nights, and the two of them have been busy all the time.

On the fourth day, he rested all day. On the morning of the fifth day, Bentley entered the city, contacted the other party and gave him the address.

Since you have taken the initiative to reach out to us, then let's choose a main battlefield, isn't it too much?

Sure enough, the other party did not refuse, but he did not make a decision immediately, but expressed that he would ask someone who could make the decision.

Bentley knew very well in his heart that the person he was in contact with probably could make the decision.

Delaying for a while is nothing more than wanting to send someone to scout the small courtyard.

We have chosen the home game, so we have to allow others to arrange it, right? Otherwise, it feels a little bit of a loss.

However, he also said that I only give you three days, and you will not wait when it is out of date.

That person smiled and nodded in agreement, and after the agreement, he also paid a deposit of one hundred silver dollars in advance.

Seeing the appearance of the two chatting happily, no one could have imagined that a formal challenge was about to begin.

After agreeing, Bentley turned and left, heading straight to the courtyard outside the city.

In view of the tragic experience of the garrison stalkers last time, no one dared to get too close this time.

But he didn't hide his whereabouts - just wait in that yard for three days.

Tiangong's reaction was very quick. After knowing the exact location, he quickly dispatched several trucks to surround the small courtyard far away.

They are not the military and have no right to block traffic.

However, randomly deploying some people in each channel to screen the identities of the people who come and go is not too much of an eyesore.

Tiangong's own security force is not very strong, but they do maintenance and maintain a good relationship with some elite teams.

This time, the people who blocked the small courtyard mainly came from two teams. Tiangong hired them with money, and sent a few people to follow them.

Qu Jianlei and Bentley discovered each other's actions through the periscope in the courtyard.

"That's about it," Bentley couldn't help but snorted softly, "It's still due to the large number of people."

Qu Jianlei was very open about this, "We chose the home game, so it's their turn to play the cards, right?"

After the visitors finished setting up outside, a team of four walked slowly towards the small courtyard.

"It's broad daylight..." Bentley glanced at the sky, "Shouldn't he be afraid to do anything?"

"It's probably going to be a direct contact," Qu Jianlei said thoughtfully, "pressing every step of the way...it's a bit tricky."

"Left and right are just a test," Bentley snorted indifferently.

Just when the other party was more than 300 meters away from the small courtyard, he turned on the tweeter.

"People stop here, and it's a private place any further. If you force your way in, don't blame me for being rude!"

The four stopped in unison, and one of them took out a loudspeaker, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Terry?"

(Second watch, He Meng advocates "Ming Ye Wei Young".)