Chapter 41 Battlefield Preset


Chapter 41 Battlefield Preset

“Wait, wait, what are you talking about? I——”

Paul spoke quickly, but then, the scalpel pressed against his throat slightly With added force, he shut his mouth.

“Give me the screen sharing permission of your prosthetic eye.”

Looking at the permission permission sent immediately by the other party, Song Shi nodded, so that it would be difficult for the other party to do something like “Secretly give it to me” "People send messages" is a small move.

"From now on, do as I say."

Song Shi said: "Follow me."

"Well, I haven't figured out the situation yet. What are you talking about?" Paul's forehead Beads of sweat broke out, and I planned to struggle again.

"Are you sure you want me to explain it from beginning to end?"

Song Shi held the scalpel with a calm expression: "I can be indifferent, but I can't guarantee the mood of this knife. ”

So, Paul swallowed and finally stopped talking.

He followed Song Shi and got into an unmanned taxi of "Convance Travel".

During the process of getting on the bus, the former was charged an additional 50 credit points for cleaning service by the in-car smart phone due to "personal hygiene" - of course, Paul paid the fare for both of them.

Looking at the drastically shrunk wallet, Paul cursed in distress, but he remained motionless in his seat and did not dare to show any emotion.

Although after getting in the car, the other party put away the scalpel, closed his eyes and said nothing.

But he had no doubt that if he planned to do something, the other party would do it quickly.

And the key point is that not long ago, the opponent inadvertently or deliberately exposed the pistol for a moment, which made him extinguish his plans to "escape" and "fight".

——At least that’s what Paul thought ten minutes ago.

Looking at the increasingly deserted and dilapidated scene passing quickly outside the car window, Paul's heart slowly sank and he became nervous again.

The current location is considered a remote area even in the Deep Moss District. As far as he knows, this area is a group of abandoned unfinished buildings caused by a developer whose capital chain was broken.

Because of its remote location, and the fact that the building only has a rough frame, water, electricity, and leaks, even scavengers and homeless people rarely come here or live in it. It is really inaccessible to people.

And inaccessible.

For a moment, Paul's face turned pale.

He didn't know why someone was looking for the young man in front of him. He saw this "missing person notice" in the group a few days ago and added it to the memo - who knew he would actually meet the real owner? Got it!

But at this moment, thinking about the series of actions and weapons carried by the other party, this young man who looks young may not be an ordinary person.

On this basis, he also issued a task to find this young man...

——He was in trouble.

Paul was on the verge of crying, and in an instant, the scene of all kinds of guns and cannons, and the roaring firepower came to mind. The restricted-rated movies that I have watched in the past about various themes such as the pursuit of enemies, gang fights, love and hatred, etc., come to mind.

Now I am just a wanderer who went bankrupt due to currency speculation, but in a short time, I might be reduced to a mess of flesh and blood! Or after something happened, he was killed and silenced!

“Don’t be nervous, I don’t like killing people.”

As if he guessed what Paul was thinking, Song Shi opened his eyes, raised his head from the pillow, and sat upright.

"But the real result still depends on you, so I hope you won't do anything meaningless." Song Shi's tone was gentle, like a family chat in leisure time: "Next, as I say, As long as everyone cooperates happily, nothing will happen."

"Ahaha"

Paul had beads of sweat on his forehead and forced a smile: "No problem, happy cooperation. Ha. .Happy cooperation.”

There is only cooperation.

Apart from the pair of prosthetic eyes, the only prosthetic implants left in his body are an artificial bionic lung that he replaced two years ago due to excessive nicotine intake due to smoking. and a built-in nutrient solution injector used to reduce food expenses and make skipping meals easier.

I have absolutely no fighting power, so don’t even think about resisting with force.

And.

Paul cursed in his heart, when you said "please cooperate", could you take back the muzzle of the gun that was specially exposed in your coat!

At this moment, the driverless taxi suddenly stopped.

"Dear user, you have arrived at the location you specified. Please get off the car as soon as possible. The service evaluation of this service will be sent to you later. Please remember to select from "good reviews", "especially good reviews", "very good reviews", " "Very good reviews", choose one."

"Convens Travel, 100% good reviews, I wish you a faster life every day——"

Song Shi turned a deaf ear, opened the car door, and motioned to Paul Follow down.

After considering the possibility of "taking the opportunity to push the other person away, tighten the door, complete the order service in an instant, and let the unmanned vehicle accelerate away immediately", Paul quickly got out of the car.

As the end of autumn approaches, the weather is getting colder.

The place where the car stopped was the unfinished building. As far as the eye could see, the ground was filled with gravel and mud covered with weeds and garbage. From time to time, you can see long-corroded bent steel bars and yellowed PVC plastic pipes, randomly inserted or dumped on the ground.

The unfinished buildings in the distance have peeling and mottled exterior cement walls, exposed steel bars, and are filled with thick dust, like a gray iron forest.

"Stay here and don't move. After I give you instructions, you can take a few photos." Song Shi said, taking out the black powder pistol and pointing it at the dry can on the ground forty meters away. gun.

The next moment, there was a "bang", the can was exploded, and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke drifted away.

Song Shi put away his gun and glanced at Paul.

The latter quickly raised his hand to indicate that he would not wander around.

Next, as Paul watched, the other party entered an abandoned building in front and sat down directly - on the ground around him, there were already things like extinguished fires, beer cans, and leftover food. Instant noodle buckets, dried white maggot packaging bags, etc.

“Let’s take pictures, remember to use a candid angle of view, it doesn’t matter if it’s a little blurry.”

Paul blinked quickly, the shutter of his prosthetic eye flashed wildly, and he took dozens of pictures in one breath.

"Okay, just use these pictures."

Song Shi came back, browsed through the album, and tapped on a few of them.

At this moment, although Paul already had some vague guesses in his mind about what the other party was planning to do, he still plucked up the courage and said with a forced smile: "Well, the photo has been taken, can I do it? "

"Of course not."

Song Shi shook his head and nodded slightly: "It seems that you have guessed it, and your thinking ability is still in place. How could you fall into this situation? Become a wanderer? ”

"I told you, can you let me go?" Paul said in a hopeful tone.

“No.”

Song Shi’s words were concise and to the point.

Hearing this, Paul was silent for a few seconds, and said in a shaky tone: "Encryption market. Coin speculation."

Touching on the sad thing, Paul looked sad and angry: "I believe I listened to an investor’s lies and invested all my assets. I obviously made a lot of money in the past. But one day, the guy suddenly broke up with me and lost all my money!”

"Let me guess, then the investor disappeared."

"How did you know about it?" Paul was stunned for a moment.

Song Shi sighed and did not answer.

"Send the photo to Milton and say this is what you just took - he gave you the communication number at the beginning. Look for it in the homeless groups you have added. You can find it.”

Paul wanted to make a final struggle, but looking at Song Shi with an indifferent expression, he gritted his teeth and sent it out.

The other party's reply was quick and simple, with only the word "received".

“Send me another sentence, urging him to give money quickly.”

Song Shidao: “You are a wanderer, and your attitude towards money is not so generous.”
< br>Paul did as he was told, and the other party replied: "Don't worry, I will give it to you once I confirm that the information is correct."

"Wait a minute. He asked me to hide and keep an eye on you, and he will come right away."

Song Shi shook his head: "The reason for rejecting him is that you don't dare to get involved in such an inexplicable thing, so you ran away as soon as you took the photo."

As a result, the other party did not send any more messages.

"Have you implanted a supporting prosthetic body such as a "spine"?"

When everything was ready, Song Shi suddenly asked.

Paul replied subconsciously: "Huh? No."

Then, he tilted his head and his whole body collapsed instantly.

"Well, for ordinary people, this stun force is very suitable."

Song Shi took back the knife from the back of the opponent's neck and nodded lightly.

After spending some time dragging the other party to a remote place away from this building and covering it up with several large cracked plastic boards, Song Shi walked back to the abandoned buildings step by step and stared at distance.

Slowly, Song Shi laughed.

The battlefield has been preset successfully.

Next.

This is the fighting part that I love so much.

(End of this chapter)

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