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As the top three cities in China's GDP, Luocheng is a bit large even in the industrial zone in the north of the city. The giant chimneys of countless coal-fired power plants are filled with rolling gray smoke. Various assembly lines, mechanical and electrical and sound of other factories are mixed together. If you listen carefully, you will feel dull.

But it was covered by the roar of the motorcycle's engine, and it was swiftly moving along the road with the violent airflow. Others could only hear the explosion that surged rapidly and disappeared quickly, as well as a phantom that was so fast that it could not be seen clearly.

At this speed, even if you hit a stone or get stuck in a tiny gully, you can be in danger of a car accident.

Thistle doesn't care about these things at all. The function of the helmet is not to ensure safety, but to block the wind and not disturb the vision.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun in the yellow and red background scattered a sickly light.

It took a lot of time for the Ji to find the exact location. They were hiding in an abandoned auto parts manufacturer.

According to intelligence, these criminals were formerly violent gangs that planted toxic plants in Southeast Asia, and now they sell banned weapons for a criminal group. Most of them were left behind during World War II. Before these large-scale firearms could begin their mission, the war ended and were piled up in reserve warehouses for an indefinite period of time.

The fight has ended, but human hatred will never be eliminated. It can always be handed over to those in need, if the hatred in my heart is strong enough.

Stop the motorcycle, leaned against the roadside in violation of regulations, took off his helmet, and the waterfall-like silver hair spilled down, and a pair of extremely dark blue eyes.

Zhi doesn't think these people can communicate with each other in a civilized way like Qiao Ya.

People are more or less afraid of death, but there are fewer people who eat under the rain of bullets than ordinary people.

Open the buttons of the toolbox.

Multi-handled flying knife connected by knives, daggers, alloy wires, XM1014 barrel-type shotgun.

The principle is to try not to kill ordinary people, because these people are likely to become the few remaining humans and have various values, whether in terms of cultural heritage or experimental purposes, so thistle intends to choose a more gentle weapon.

But I found that it didn't. If I used it myself, it would be very dangerous. I was not very good at grasping the type of things. If I was a habit, I would subconsciously cause fatal moves.

Thistle saw a rusty iron pipe on the ground, which was just right in length, so I picked it up and wiped it with a disposable wet wipe.

"Um……"

Xi closed the tool box, carried an iron pipe in one hand and a box in the other and walked into the abandoned auto parts manufacturing factory.

It is deserted nearby, and they must have taken this into consideration in the corner of the industrial area. In such a remote place, there is no loud sound or scream.

...

There was smoke under the incandescent lamp, poker and cigarettes rolled up from unknown materials were placed on the table, four strong men with rough skin were playing cards, and there was a science and education program of unknown significance on the TV. A woman wearing colorful tattoos was playing with her cell phone.

In principle, unless it is a VIP customer, it is prohibited to come here. Generally, salesmen in suits and ties take away guns from here to make an appointment with the customer to trade.

Since the business has stopped recently, it has become much deserted here, and in the past, salesmen always come in and out.

The extremely peaceful sound of the door is pressed, and it looks calm and leisurely.

This aroused everyone's alertness. You should know that under normal circumstances, they are knocked with a bang, for fear that they will not hear it, and only worry that the person who comes is not good.

Although it is an abandoned auto parts factory, most places are useless. They are all buried in one workshop, using iron gates to isolate the outside world, and one is a rolling shutter door to enter another workshop, but there are all kinds of guys inside, ranging from nylon ropes to individual anti-tank rocket launchers.

"You go and have a look."

Several people asked the people who had just won the card game to see it. There was no way, and they knew they shouldn't have won this game.

There is a small window blocked by blinds on the iron gate. This person found through the window that he was an extremely weird woman.

"How about it?"

The man with a scar on his nose asked, "He is the leader here. Although his business has been closed recently, he still needs people to watch things, so he stayed here."

"It's a woman."

Although this woman's pupils and hair are very strange, out of unknown intentions, this person wants to put her in.

“Ask who it is.”

The Scarface leader felt it was very evil. Even if he had to call an informant, he would call him and his group to let go of his guard. Could it be a real estate developer or something? Although the factory was rented out in the name of the group, the land was not his own. The real estate developer always wanted to interrupt the transfer of the lease contract for various reasons.

But something is not right, so we should call the group instead of just asking yourself.

"What are you here to do?"

The man who won the card game asked.

"Um……"

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't think of any good reply. No matter what he said, it would be a bit fake.

Bang!

She simply kicked the iron gate. The man standing behind the door was startled and quickly took a few steps back. Before she could do it, the iron gate panel hit her body directly, fell to the ground and was unconscious, and plasma was gushing out of the injured part.

The tattooed woman lying on the sofa subconsciously felt that a gunfight was about to occur, and she got into the sofa neatly.

The remaining three people, including the Scarface leader, picked up AK and pointed it at thistle, with sweat overflowing from their foreheads. You should know that the iron gate can withstand explosion to a certain extent. They can take advantage of this space to leave the secret passage leading to the sewer, but they have not had time to react.

I was opened by this woman... I don't know how to use it.

Xi looked at the unknown people on the ground and felt that he had done something, but it was not bad anyway.

"Have this man been here recently?"

Ji flew out slowly like flying poker. The Scarface leader grabbed it a few times before he caught it. He glanced at it and remembered that this was a VIP client's friend.

"I don't know."

The Scarface leader threw it out like a garbage, and pointed at the AK of thistle and pulled the trigger.

"There's no more..."

Thistle thinks it is necessary to teach these people a lesson.

Half a minute later.

The iron pipe picked up by the roadside was already covered in blood, dripping with scarlet liquid. It successfully advanced from an unscrupulous rag to a much fatal weapon than most carefully crafted ornamental blades.

Everyone except Scarfaced Head is still alive, but the degree of injury is different.

The tattooed woman hiding under the sofa was trembling with fear. The bullet hit the weird woman without any effect. She used an iron pipe to knock everyone into a disabled person.

"Have the man in the photo been here recently?"

Thistle asked the same question again, rubbing the blood from the blue leather jacket with a wet wipe.

"No, but I just called and said I'm coming here later today."

In addition to these four people, there were some people in the room, but they were already scared by Xi's incredible methods and dared not resist.

She used the iron tube to directly blow the Scarface boss' head like smashing a watermelon, like the kind of superman she played in the movie.

"Wow?" Ji had a plan and knew Luo Zhe himself, but Luo Zhe did not know him, which was just right. "I'm in charge of this place for the time being. No one of you is allowed to leave. Do you understand? I'll cultivate that sect. I don't want anyone to think that there is a fight here when someone comes to buy the guys."

Several "sane" people immediately went over and tried to repair the door that was kicked by thistle.

"It's not good to be seen after cleaning the body and serum."

Ji raised the sofa with one hand and found the tattooed woman hiding below.

Is this group of people a tool for venting desire? It's so pitiful.

"Get out quickly, before I change my mind."
Chapter completed!