This aura is deadly

At dawn, before the sun rises from the horizon, the sky slowly lights up. There was a hint of warmth in the cool air.

Chen Ke couldn't wait any longer and woke up Hall, hoping that he could take him to the bar to find Lucina as soon as possible.

But Hall is not like Chen Ke who has unlimited physical strength without eating or drinking. In addition, he was besieged by a group of consortium killers last night and was shot in the shoulder, so Chen Ke can't push him too hard because of his emotions.

Chen Ke was rummaging around in the kitchen, taking out milk and slices of bread from the refrigerator. If it were him, he might have eaten them dry, but Hall insisted on heating them with a bread machine and making them into sandwiches.

He rummaged in the refrigerator again and found that there was a large ham that had not been unpacked in the cabinet on the next floor, so he took one out.

Chen Ke had never used a bread machine before, or even seen a bread machine, but it was not difficult to use. Just plug it in, insert the bread into the slot, press the spring tab and let it toss by itself.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Ke tore open the ham packaging and cut it into cube-shaped slices with a kitchen knife. I cut seven or eight slices, which should be enough to make a few sandwiches.

This ham is square, more like luncheon meat, with thick and tender skin, orange-yellow on the outside, and tender and pink on the inside. I don’t know what additives were added to make the color look so beautiful.

He took out the cup again, rinsed it in the sink, and filled it with milk. After thinking about it, Chen Ke also poured himself a glass to prevent Hall from asking why he didn't eat.

After a while of work, the bread machine dinged and two slices of orange bread popped out. He took out the slices of bread, put in two more slices, and then started to make the first sandwich.

In fact, it was just sandwiching ham slices with bread. He saw a bottle of white sauce next to the cupboard, picked it up and smelled it. It must be a salad. People in Europe and America like to eat this kind of thing.

So Chen Ke followed suit, squeezed a big lump on the ham, and then closed the bread slices.

Da da! The first sandwich Chen Ke made in his life was released.

"You know... I only made an omelette for Lucina once." Chen Ke said as he took out a small plate, filled the sandwich, and came to the table with a cup.

"I won't forget this." Hall rubbed his hands, he was already hungry.

The morning news was reporting that FBI agent White was shot and killed, but the scene of the crime was not on the top floor of the Smith Consortium, but a smelly ditch outside the city.

Another piece of news stated that the S.W.A.T. Group was attacked by a group of armed gangsters last night. S.W.A.T. arrived immediately and engaged in a gun battle with the gunmen. Although they suffered heavy losses, they also annihilated them all.

Chen Ke smiled. It seemed that the organizational energy behind White was huge, and he had taken care of things of this level in such a short period of time.

After a brief moment of clarity, Hall took out a jacket from Heinard's wardrobe and put it on before going out with Chen Ke. The two of them did not go to the Dream Center, and Chen Ke didn't want to let him know the secret yet.

Lucina lent Diana her red muscle car, and they hit the road in Heinard's old pickup truck, which he left at the door of their house, heading for Lafite Road. This car is 10 years old, but its condition is not bad. It seems that Heinard spent a lot of money to maintain it.

There was no conversation all the way, with Chen Ke driving and Hall catching up on his sleep in the car. It wasn't until 8 o'clock in the morning that they stopped somewhere on Lafite Road away from the commercial street.

Those bars that hold underground boxing matches would not open their stores in downtown areas, but Chen Ke was also very skeptical. If they built a boxing match venue underground in the bar, how deep would it have to be?

Hall was familiar with the road and first took Chen Ke to the door of a nearby bar called "Black Highway".

Through the glass door, Chen Ke saw that there was no one inside, it was empty, and it didn't look like it was in business at all.

"Aren't bars open at night? Should we come back at night?" Chen Ke asked.

"No, there is a doorway here, just look at it." Hall smiled confidently, stretched out his hand and knocked on the glass door three times.

Chen Ke stood aside and waited.

"Ding-deng-deng."

Hall knocked three more times.

"Even if there are people inside, they probably won't open the door to strangers." Chen Ke said.

He turned on his spiritual vision and scanned under the bar. No one was there. He scanned inside the bar again, but still no one.

"Wait a minute, they're definitely testing our patience," Hall insisted.

"There's no one inside, let's try another one," Chen Ke said.

"No, no, I'm not knocking on the door for people inside, but for people outside." Hall shook his head.

"Huh?" Chen Ke was stunned.

At this moment, two strong black men got out of the white muscle car nearby and walked towards Chen Ke and the others.

"Look, here we come." Hall looked at the two black men and said to Chen Ke with a smile.

Chen Ke had never been exposed to these things, so he could only stand aside and wait for Hall to deal with them.

"Hey! MAN! What are you doing sneaking around at the door? Huh?" the black man said.

Chen Ke looked at Hall.

"Don't be nervous man, we just came to see that," Hall replied.

"I don't understand what you white dog are talking about. Why don't you leave your wallet and go back?" the black man said aggressively.

"Dude, come on, we'll pay, just show us that." Hall said.

"Hand over your wallet and get out, or you'll wait for blood to splatter on the spot." The black man took out his jump knife and threatened.

"We...uh, we don't mean anything else..." Hall made a comforting gesture.

"I feel like they just want to rob us." Chen Ke said from the sidelines.

"Don't add fuel to the fire..." Hall whispered.

"You, you Asian bitch, what did you just say?" The black man raised his knife and pointed it at Chen Ke.

"Hahahaha..." Another black man laughed.

"Okay, let's go, that's it." Hall spread his hands, ready to withdraw when he saw something was wrong.

"Stop, stop! You can't go anywhere. Leave the money." The black man holding the jumping knife threatened.

Hall looked at Chen Ke, and he was about to take action, but Chen Ke shook his head, walked towards the black man, and put his hand into the inside of his clothes.

"Yes, that's it, hand over your wallet." The black man smiled.

"Bah bang bang!"

Chen Ke took out his USP pistol and shot the black man three times in the head. The bloody bullet made three bloody holes in the black man's brain. The black man's brain was torn out from the back of his head, leaving a bloody spot on the ground.

The second black man's eyes were bulging. He reached for his pistol while running back, trying to hide behind the muscle car.

Chen Ke shot him in the heel, breaking the bones of his soles and calves, and even his white sneakers fell off.

"Ahhh!!! Fake!! Fake!!" The black man rolled his broken leg on the ground and cursed, sweating on his forehead from the pain.

"Are you crazy! Killing people in the street?! How do we dispose of the body!? I didn't bring a body bag!" Hall was also frightened by this scene, but fortunately, there were not many people on the street in the morning, and this was not a prison. It is located in the center of Fei Road, so it has not attracted passers-by for the time being.

Chen Ke walked up to the black man with the broken leg and shot him again in the right arm, hitting Hong's bicep, which completely disabled his ability to shoot with a gun. He reached out and grabbed the black man's collar and arrested the black man. onto the hood of a muscle car.

"I heard last night that a Latina girl was going to do black boxing. I really want to see it." Chen Ke asked slowly.

"Go to No. 12 Winston Road... Behind the red wall on the first floor, ah uh... I have a ticket in my pocket... It starts at 12 noon..." the black man said painfully.

"Thank you." Chen Ke let go of the black man and took out the ticket from his pocket. It was a small stack of something like a bus ticket.

"What do we do with the body?" Hall asked.

Chen Ke fired at the bar door lock, then picked up the black man's body and pushed the door open.

Slavin was sitting on Chen Ke's bed reading a dark elf novel. He felt a gust of wind blowing in. When he looked up, he was almost scared to death.

"Help me throw it under the cliff." Chen Ke said. Throw the black body inside the door.

"Fake...is this? Fake! Corpse!" Slavin screamed in fright.

Chen Ke ignored it and closed the door.

"Who is that?" Hall looked at Chen Ke with a confused look on his face, and reached out to push the door of the cafe open again. The scene inside was completely different from before.

"After processing, Lucina is still waiting for us." Chen Ke said.