Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 26 Take the Prophet Knife

"Arbiter" Chuck, the most powerful boss in South City, the godfather of gangsters.

Exquisite brown suit, heavy woolen trench coat, low bowler hat, full-bodied beard. Although not very tall, his arms are big enough, his facial features are as sharp as a knife, and his eyes are as deep as a wolf. , the temperament is stable like a mountain.

The president of the "Steel Cross" satisfied all the images Su Lun expected of a gang boss.

Seeing the president coming, all the members of the Cross Society greeted one after another: "President!"

"Everyone has worked hard."

Chuck nodded to everyone, and looked at the unconscious prisoner on the ground.

Qiantiao on the side took the initiative to explain: "This guy wanted to commit suicide when he saw that he couldn't escape, but I stopped him. He looks very unfamiliar, he should be a mercenary from Beicheng."

There are three major gangs in the outer city of Old Lingdun, occupying the east, west, and south urban areas respectively. As for Beicheng District, because it is close to the inner city, it is still managed by the city security department, and there are no large gangsters who can reach there.

As a buffer zone between the slums and the inner city, the northern city area is also complicated by the various forces there, and various neutral forces such as the "mercenary union", "alchemy union", "hunting union", and "professional union" have gathered together. organize

Except for the three major gangsters, most of the "professionals" in the outer city are in the North City, and there are many masters.

And the people who came to attack the headquarters of the Cross Society this time seemed to be the mercenary regiment from Beicheng.

When Chuck heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking, and nodded: "Yeah."

He said indifferently: "These guys used a black scythe to break open the door of the vault, it should be the indestructible forbidden item that appeared in the auction house in the inner city a few years ago [The Night of Hypnos] Black Scythe]."

Hearing this, the captains seemed to have thought of something, their brows were slightly frowned, but they were also stunned.

Only that forbidden item can break through the door of the vault in a short time.

At this time, Chuck frowned again and said solemnly: "'Forbidden objects' cannot be put into the storage ring, the target is very big. People can leave, but things must not let them leave the South City! Inform the brothers below to block the city immediately, Absolutely no one can escape."

All the captains responded one after another: "Yes, president!"

The support team on Green Street was originally not qualified to listen to the decisions of these gang leaders, just because they came too early and happened to be in front of the headquarters building.

Hearing President Chuck's order, they also acted immediately, preparing to go back to Green Street to deploy defenses.

The locomotive started and just turned around to leave.

At this time, Chijo thought of something, threw the unconscious prisoner on one of the open locomotives, and said, "Kai, take this guy to the interrogation office."

"good!"

Kai nodded, greeted a few people and tied him up.

The gang's interrogation office is three blocks away, so it's on the way.

And just after the people on Green Street left, several captains also left one after another, each going to their own patrol block.

The president, Chuck, was left standing alone. He looked deeply at the fog-shrouded neighborhood in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a cigarette holder came over and reported: "President, the investigation has been clear. Of the seven people who entered the vault before, we killed four and captured one. But that The 'stuff' is also missing, probably taken by the guy with the scythe. As for the last one, maybe."

Before he finished speaking, Chuck waved his hand and said lightly, "I see."

No one saw it, but when he heard this, a gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the notorious gangster godfather.

The Green Street convoy was on its way back.

Unlike the tense atmosphere when it came, the car is now full of joy.

Captain Kay also announced good news: "Brothers, the smoker boss just said that everyone who participated in this mission will get a bonus of 50,000 yuan; we on Green Street came the fastest this time, and we will be rewarded with an extra 50,000 yuan!"

"Hahaha, the smoker boss is mighty! The captain is mighty!"

There was a burst of laughter in the convoy.

One hundred thousand lisos, fully five months' salary for everyone. This is definitely a huge sum of money for ordinary gang members.

Although the previous encounter on the bridge gang killed six people and injured more than ten. But this doesn't seem to be a big deal to these gangsters who have long been accustomed to death and blood.

The lives of most people in the outer city are not worth 100,000 yuan, including them.

If you can survive, you must continue to enjoy yourself.

A minor injury can be solved with a single healing potion. Even if there is a stump or broken arm, the bonus of 100,000 yuan is enough for them to install a mechanical prosthetic, and then enjoy several months in the Fengyuechang wine pool and meat forest on Green Street.

Hearing the cheers and shouts of the crowd, Su Lun also had a smile on his face.

On the first day he joined the gang, he encountered so many things, which really surprised him.

really

The high risk and high casualties of gangsters are not blown out.

But the benefits are also equal.

However, Su Lun felt that such a life was not bad.

This made him experience the long-lost pleasure.

In his previous life, he spent several years in psychiatric treatment in the juvenile detention center, and was released until he could perfectly control his emotions.

The "sickness" seems to be cured, but he can rarely experience the stimulation of the adrenal glands soaring. No matter how scary movies or games are, they rarely make him feel big waves, and as time goes by, the sense of boredom becomes more and more serious, and the fun in life becomes less and less.

On the contrary, this cruel world of the cave made Su Lun very appetizing.

Thinking about it, my thoughts drifted away.

"A raid on the headquarters of the Cross Society was planned and killed by the president and cadres. The gang's high-level tactics are not bad."

Su Lun sighed in his heart, thinking of the "big shots" he had seen before.

The president "Arbiter" Chuck, and the executives "Four-armed Rakshasa" Chijo, "Smoker" Sambu Kaczynski, "Night Angel" Goethe Amato

Each of them is a professional above the second level, not only super strong, but now it seems that they are all flesh and blood characters.

Not just a single word "gangster" can be summed up.

But, suddenly.

Not knowing what he thought of, Su Lun's eyes suddenly fell on the captives in this raid, and his thoughts instinctively played a reasoning game.

Who will be the enemy?

Is it the "Crow Gang" as an old rival, or the "Steam Party"?

But from the current point of view, almost all the mercenaries who participated in this operation were from Beicheng. The two major gangs may not be involved, or the degree of direct participation may not be much.

Hiring mercenaries with such riches and riches is probably a big shot in the inner city.

Also, why did they come to raid the headquarters warehouse?

It's not worth it to simply rob wealth.

With this spare time, robbing those rich people is much easier than robbing gangsters.

The target of these mercenaries should be a very important special item in the warehouse.

The limited clues were spliced ​​together, and Su Lun quickly deduced some truths in his mind.

However, he was neither interested nor interested in delving into it.

After all, he doesn't want to, and has no ability to meddle in the affairs of the upper echelons of the gang.

"But having said that, these mercenaries clearly know that the high-level members of the Cross Society are very powerful, so why would they choose to hit an egg against a stone?"

Su Lun thought of something interesting.

Judging from the calm expressions of the previous cadres, it probably didn't take much effort to kill the group of mercenaries.

So, where does the enemy come from?

"Oh, no, the person before said that the president and the others just came back. It means that the enemy caught the hands of the high-level gang who were not in the city. However, the president and the cadres were actually lurking in the city , waiting for the turtle in the urn?"

Su Lun felt that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

No one would play empty city tricks and get beaten severely.

After all, the hacking of the gang headquarters was like being slapped in the face. For the "Steel Cross", the majestic three major gangs, even if the loss can be recovered, it is not a glorious thing.

Therefore, Su Lun came to a conclusion: "If the gang's senior management is planning, it must be to achieve a certain purpose."

for example:

Liwei?

Or trap the ghost?

For such a large-scale intrusion, there is probably a response within the Cross Society.

Thinking of this, Su Lun was puzzled and said, "Huh, that's not right."

Suddenly, he looked at the comatose captive again, and an idea popped up in his mind inexplicably: "If there is really an insider in the gang, follow the normal script. No one will kill anyone at this time. The plot doesn't feel good." It's perfect"

The interrogation office was just three blocks away. If the prisoner was not killed on the way, it would be difficult to kill him after he was sent in. At that time, the identity of the inner ghost will definitely not be able to hide.

It is probably "whatever the heart asks for, it must be answered".

Just as the thought came to Su Lun's mind, the next second, there was a "bang" of a sniper gun like a thunderclap.

Take a closer look, and the head of the captive in the car in front has exploded.

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Seeing the bloody scene in front of him, Su Lun's face twitched violently.

He realized immediately that he seemed to have guessed right.