Chapter 1673 Quinn's Shadow
As the main city of Planet Sagan III, Quinn's Hive is also the core of planetary trade. Many people from other regions, hives, and even aliens gather here. It formed a prosperous scene that concealed filth and evil, and behind this scene was the Renteria family.
However, during this period, the prosperous hive city was unexpectedly desolate. On the one hand, it was due to the trade ban imposed by the Imperial Expeditionary Force High Command, and on the other hand, it was the Ministry of Justice’s initiative to target gene stealers in the hive. A sectarian law enforcement war, and the ensuing curfew.
The only reaction of the upper nest where the Renteria family is located is to close all the entry and exit channels and send heavy troops to guard them. They have no idea of communicating with the legal post, just like they did in the past. , chose to defy and defy the authority of the Ministry of Justice.
But indifference does not mean that they really ignored the actions of the Ministry of Justice. In fact, the Renteria family released many spies after a large number of law enforcement teams from the Ministry of Justice entered the nest, because they got News, the Legal Department is not the only one who came to the hive city——
And Space Marines.
However, these Space Marines never showed up, which made the senior leaders of the Renteria family very uneasy and desperately wanted to know where these Angels of Death were.
Shaquille is the top spy and killer raised by the Renteria family.
He was born in the Death Cult, but he did not recognize the fanatical teachings of the Death Cult. He only lived for himself, so he was bribed by the Renteria family with a lot of money and performed many dirty tricks for them. Missions include but are not limited to assassinations, kidnappings, stealing secrets and even undercover competitors.
Now, under the repeated urging of his employer, he must immediately find traces of the missing Space Marines.
Most spies thought that the Space Marines should be in the den, but Shaquille keenly felt that the opponent was probably not in that area, because the people in the den were so savvy that it was difficult to conceal their whereabouts.
Just yesterday, he investigated the entry and exit records of the planet's orbit in many ways, and accidentally discovered that there was a transport ship marked as a small chamber of commerce, which landed in the nest half an hour earlier than the Ministry of Justice, and it was in the middle nest. A small airport near the upper nest.
Shaquille suspected there was something wrong with the transport ship and set out to the airport to investigate.
It stands to reason that there is no need for the Space Marines to do this, but if it is really them, it means that they are preparing to carry out some secret mission, and the target of this mission is very likely——
On the upper nest !
When Shaquille sneaked out of his dingy rental near the airport, it was already curfew time, and the sour smell from a nearby chemical plant hit his nostrils, making him shiver.
It is very dangerous to walk on the streets at this time. The temporarily hired police officers of the Ministry of Justice cannot be reasoned with or bribed. They will arrest anyone wandering on the streets at night. A slight resistance will also attract a police officer. A beating with a baton.
Smart Shaquille doesn’t take risks on the streets, he prefers to take advantage of rooftops.
The buildings in a crowded hive are very close together, and there is no difficulty in crossing the entire block in this way. Where the gaps are wider, strength and agility are required.
Shaquille's appearance is not straight, but his body is very flexible. His short legs are like coiled springs, and his slender arms are strong and powerful. Where these are not enough, his waist is wrapped with A length of thin rope as durable as steel, with a clawed grapple and a launcher attached to the end.
Using it, the agent can fly along the widest avenues without being detected.
Taking a deep breath, Shaquille's simian arms stretched out and pulled himself to the roof of the apartment, boots digging into the mist-shrouded tiles.
He looked at the entire airport and all the ships parked at a glance.
Down below, three vigilantes patrolled the streets, and Shaquille gave these idiots the finger.
Shaquille was born for his chosen profession, with palms at the end of his simian arms that could crush seashells as if they had been hammered, and he had his first victim at the age of eight. , a boy three years older than him, the mistake he made was to bully Shaquille for his ugly body.
Shaquille now regrets the killing and his motto is: A businessman should not act without profit. Murder, he discovered, was a very profitable business, the only obstacle being the irregularity of the work.
The fisherman can rely on the tide, but the assassin must wait for the patron to decide to take someone down.
But this is enough for him to live better than most people. He eats natural food, drinks fine wine, and sleeps with the most expensive bitches. This is enough.
As Shaquille crawled across the roof, he also made a quick assessment of his surroundings.
Looking down at the entire airport, he found some staff holding flashlights, but they were only wary of intruders coming in from outside the door. They would not expect someone to sneak in through a window above.
Shaquille expected it would only take a few minutes to get in.
He activated the mechanical flying claw and swung into the blind spot of the night watchman with a bat-like posture. Then he turned over and landed, sneaking into the airport silently. He wanted to find the ship and confirm the "cargo" inside. .
Even if he is really a Space Marine, he has the confidence to escape, because this is not the first time he has dealt with these giants. In fact, he has also briefly served the Red Pirates, but after witnessing some crazy rituals , he realized that it was not the life he wanted, and left quietly.
But this short experience erased his blind fear of Space Marines. In fact, they are also human beings, and there are even stupid ones. Their senses may be more sensitive but sometimes they are careless.
It can even be killed.
Soon, the transport ship appeared in sight. It was parked quietly in a remote corner of the airport, with some debris piled up around it.
“This is it——”
Suddenly, the secret agent was stunned.
Instinct honed in a career of murder warned him that he was no longer alone, all his senses began to strain, he turned sharply and groped hard in the dark silence. Look for the bare minimum hint.
Then he pricked up his ears, looking for the sound of breathing nearby. Even a little movement was enough to make him feel relaxed. What he was most afraid of was something completely silent.
For example, the devil.
"What's going on?"
The surprised Shaquille turned around, only to see a dark figure standing between him and the transport ship.
The figure was quite huge, but the outline was too vague to tell whether it was humanoid or not.
But as the figure walked toward him, Shaquille's only concern was running.
As soon as he turned around and took a step forward, he felt a huge metal palm pinch his head, and then a deep voice with a smile sounded.
"Just in time, I need someone to lead the way, so I will send it to you."
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