Chapter 172

In a down Street apartment on the east side of Baker City.

The private teacher is teaching the students.

"Look at this question. It's so simple that you can choose the wrong one. I'll give you a point!" The teacher was so angry that he said, "the street lights must be connected in parallel. Only in parallel can we guarantee that when one light goes out, the other lights are still on. Why can't such a simple reason be understood?"

"Teacher Is it possible that when one light goes out, other lights will go out as well? " Asked the student in a low voice.

"You are doing a problem. Just do it seriously. What do you care about so much?"

"But Knowledge comes from life. "

"Life? When did you see this phenomenon in your life? Tell the teacher, the teacher will resign tomorrow to be an electrician, and teach those electricians to correct the circuit! "

As they were talking, they suddenly saw a street lamp flashing outside the window.

Go out.

At the same time.

The whole area is in a state of darkness.

"Teacher, you..."

"Shh Don't make a noise

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On the dark street.

Lu Wen leaned against the corner with the young man.

Countless fast approaching footsteps sounded in the night.

Every household along the street drew the curtains one after another.

Several streets around were quiet.

"If it's in Mowu, at least a few enthusiastic citizens will help to call the executive board. The custom of Baker City is too simple."

It's none of your business.

This is the attitude of the residents along the street.

"Benefactor, what are you going to do next?"

"Don't worry. Just watch me do it. Squat here. Don't stand up. It's dangerous."

According to Lu Wen's request, the young man squatted down honestly.

He's scared now, and fear takes up most of it.

But Lu Wen stood in front of him, so that fear was not enough to completely engulf him.

He saw that in the originally dark street, there were two objects flashing red spots moving rapidly.

"Such a high voltage, actually did not let the benefactor's spider failure."

The spider stopped for a moment in the middle of the street.

A third red spot appeared, flashing, but soon went out.

The street was quiet.

Depression.

The heavy night was too heavy to breathe.

The fourth and the fifth red spots appeared in turn, and finally all went out one by one, as if they had never existed.

The footsteps drew closer and closer.

Near the corner, all the footsteps stopped.

"Those friends who are behind me are not showing up. Are you discussing how to share my money?"

Lu Wen put his hands around him, leaned forward and looked around the corner.

The voice didn't last long.

A group of more than 30 people came out of the darkness.

Many people wear special glasses for night vision.

These guys who have been operating in the dark all year are well prepared.

Two forces.

Just tossing a gold coin can attract two forces in such a short time.

Rudd underestimated the importance of money in the steel city.

It's important to kill people in the street.

"Keep the money, people can go."

There came a cold word.

At the same time, they are approaching.

Lu Wen should be oppressed psychologically.

This is more professional than the previous "give all your money away.".

The so-called "people can walk" means that when you put down your money, you turn around and leave. After a few steps, you are hit back and forth by a pouring bullet.

This is Beck city. No one cares about rules and morality.

"As long as I keep the money, you'll let us both live?" Lu Wen asked.

"Of course, we have a bottom line."

Those people are still moving forward slowly.

They don't talk much, and they know that both villains and decent people are easy to die of talking too much.

Everyone knows that the goal is to get Lu Wen's money.

Talk as little as possible except money.

"I'm curious. How do you share the money with me? If the two forces can't be separated clearly, fight... "

"Shut up, put the money down and go!"

It's decisive.

No wonder it's such a big organization.

"OK, don't shoot. I'll put the money here and you'll get it yourself."

Rudd took a small bag out of his pocket.

I shook it.The sound of coins colliding.

The young man looked at the small bag with gold coins and thought that the sound was very nice.

"If you can listen to this sound every night, you will be able to sleep soundly."

He thought so.

Then he heard another voice.

"Boom!"

Without warning, suddenly.

The night before his eyes seemed to turn into day in an instant. The dazzling light made him squint, and the huge explosion reverberated in his mind.

The eardrum seems to be cracking.

He was shivering all along the street.

The flying dust is scattered on most of the streets with bits of flesh and blood.

A broken arm flew in front of him, blackened and bleeding.

The young man tried to look ahead.

In that piece of white light, the figure of rapid action.

Shoot.

Change the clip.

Shoot again.

As if that person was born to be the best night hunter.

When the darkness comes again.

Silence returned to the street.

"Tick..."

The young man heard the sound of water.

No, it's the sound of blood dripping.

"Benefactor, are you hurt?"

"It's a small matter. There's a metal shrapnel embedded in the arm."

Lu Wen casually found a rag on the ground and wiped the blue blood on his hand.

Midnight is the home of bionics.

The three bombs exploded in turn, and few people survived.

What Lu Wen has to do is just finishing up.

Mend the gun.

Whether you're still alive or not, you've got a shot in the head.

In many literary and artistic works, the reason why the protagonist can survive after several shots is that the other party has forgotten the importance of mending his head. Lu Wen will not make such a low-level mistake.

It's very mysterious to survive with a few shots in the body.

But It's always right to mend the gun.

"Go home at once. I have something else to do tonight. I'll see you later."

Lu Wen told the young man a few words.

Such a big news, someone will come to check it soon.

There are only two powerful bombs left on the spider's back.

It's also troublesome for the city to replenish its ammunition. It has to go back to the motel outside the city once and take out some of the equipment it's carrying.

Rudd sent the young man home.

Then I ran on the street in the dark for more than two hours.

Make sure no one follows you.

He took advantage of the night to return outside the city.

The next morning.

It's light.

The city has not yet recovered,

Lu Wen knocked on the iron door of a small shop.

"Dong Dong..."

It's a very secret small shop.

It was an old man who opened the door.

He was thin, with a bent back, a single mirror in his right eye, and a bronze chain hanging down.

The interior of the shop is very old.

All kinds of metals are put on the table at will.

"I want to fix my arm."

Lu Wen took out a thick pile of banknotes and handed them to the uncle.

The old man raised the single mirror on his right eye with his hand, frowned and said, "it's you?"

Lu Wen was a little surprised. "Old man, do you know me?"

"The man with spider on his shoulder, of course I know you, stranger, you are famous." The old man opened the rusty iron door to one side and said, "come on in. It's my honor to be able to repair people of your level."

"What happened last night?"

"Well, last night there was a street resident in that street. There was a private monitor at the door. It was still running after the power failure. Your appearance was photographed."

"Is there anyone else photographed besides me?"

"Oh? Do you have company? The monitoring angle is not very good. You can only see the way you shoot and change the clip. If your partner is in the back, you don't have to worry. You can't shoot him. "

This small shop is very old.

Bronzes give everything a sense of age.

The old man pressed a switch and the virtual screen was displayed in midair.

That's a piece of news.

"The news sent this morning said that a foreign reformer came to the city, the man who had spider on his shoulder last night. Now many people are discussing how to deal with you."

Lu Wen noticed the bottom corner of the news.

There's a reward sign.

Information about him, if useful.

20000 for one piece of news.

"Did you kill someone important last night? Who provided the news that I was a stranger? "……

Good night, fellow readers!