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Ryan wandered outside the city for a while, thinking about what he should do.
Try to hide your identity as much as possible, find Wei Wei, dig out the people behind her, and then the power will do the rest.
I just want to reintegrate the research department of the Fire Moth, implement the Fusion Warrior Program early, and then add Velvet into it. As for how you divide the cake, that has nothing to do with me.
Anyway, sooner or later you will spit it out for me.
Jump off the cliff and land silently on the side of the road. There is no need to disguise yourself like in the movies. Just walk into the city.
The southern part of Mu Continent is very barren, and the few surveillance cameras malfunctioned when Ryan walked by, as if the chips were short-circuited and burned out.
He had seen Vivi's hacking abilities. If the latter had been using the municipal network, then the enemy would have been alerted by now. If not, he would not be in a hurry. After all, Montpellier was not big and would be turned upside down soon.
"You're really good at hiding, running to a place where no one even shits."
Ryan felt a sense of desolation as he stepped into the town. In fact, collapse was only one of the troubles of mankind, and the killing of each other due to poverty was more common.
This is a paradise for illegal immigrants and flour dealers. After the third collapse attracted global attention, the local government was too lazy to even do the superficial work.
The Fire Moth will not protect such a worthless place. The flour flowing out of this area makes people half dead, which is even more hateful. If a collapse occurs, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for mankind.
The frequency of the collapse is now an order of magnitude higher than before, and the Fire Moths are simply too busy to handle it. Each branch has compiled priorities within its jurisdiction. For example, a small city like this, which has not collapsed and will slowly rot, is naturally an E-level one.
The power vacuum allowed crime to become more rampant, and then when the last conscientious police officer died in the line of duty, things became completely lawless.
Just in this short distance into the city, he encountered two robberies, a gang fight and a flour deal.
Gang members wearing gold chains squatted on the roadside, communicating cordially in a language full of F, staring at the young people passing by on the road with wolf-like fierce eyes, and then whispering.
Wearing a white shirt, casual pants, and frameless glasses, Ryan looked like someone from another world. At least he shouldn't have appeared on the streets of Montpellier so early in the morning.
A very disgusting look.
Ryan felt that being too sensitive was also a problem. He could feel the impulse of the robber, the eagerness of the prostitute, and the cunning of the scammer. None of their looks were kind.
But just as humans would not get angry because of the gaze of ants, he only thought of Alicia, the girl who was always full of love.
In her travels around the world, has she ever been to a place like this? Order is gone, everywhere is filled with the stench of desire and the evil of human nature, and there is not a single positive thing to be found.
Hey.
Ryan stopped and looked at several naked people hanging under the viaduct, both men and women, with a sign on their chest that read:
“This is not a place for journalists.”
“I didn’t pay the ransom on time.”
"I shouldn't touch Boss Hesong's stuff."
The corpses swayed in the morning light, just as rotten as the rusty guardrails. Coupled with sporadic gunshots, Ryan felt that this place was even more miserable than the ruins of Canghai City.
"Young man, if I were you, I would find the fastest car and get out of here before you are targeted."
Ryan turned his head and saw an old man sitting on the steps, wearing a cowboy hat and holding a bottle of wine.
“Have all the local police disappeared?”
"Haha, I didn't care much before, but I was paid to do things back then. I heard something called 'collapse' on TV, and now I've even closed my other eye. Did you see that female reporter? She always thought she could find the truth, but the higher-ups didn't care at all."
Ryan took a breath. The third collapse brought a huge impact to the whole world, but in this small town, the impact seemed small. He also knew that the world was full of scams and threats.
What doomsday ark, silver party enjoyment, accurately corresponds to every human instinct.
"Have you ever thought about leaving?"
"I've lived here for sixty years, and I'm used to it. Besides, the housing prices in those big cities have gone through the roof, and there's no place for the Fire Moth office." The old man gulped down two sips of wine and continued drunkenly:
"Don't be fooled by Montpellier's depressed appearance. In fact, the contraband business is booming. The demand has increased greatly in all parts of Mu Continent. People will die sooner or later. What's the difference between dying in a fight or at the hands of a monster? For me, the happiest thing is to fall asleep drunk and never wake up again."
The old man talked a lot, but his words were simple and reasonable, and he also let Ryan see what the people at the bottom of society were thinking.
Heroes are always a minority, most people just go with the flow. If he has no destiny, he would be one of them. He is probably throwing crazy money parties right now and dying of kidney deficiency.
Ryan looked at the corpse under the viaduct again. He was unlucky. Unlike his predecessors who traveled through time and space and spent every day with female heroes, flirting and sending love letters, he had to see the most real side of the world and see the struggles of human nature that were not even counted in statistics.
It's quite interesting. No wonder the Herrscher is full of twisted ideas. In a place like this, it's not too much to say 'humanity will be destroyed', but ah——
He turns evil when he sees evil and turns white when he sees light. What kind of middle school character is this?
The footsteps were approaching. The old man was already drunk. He heard the sound of cigarettes being loaded and the smell of body odor penetrated into his nose.
"Why think so much? Just do the work first."
Ryan seemed to feel nothing and just slowly raised his right hand.
"Put your hands on your head and turn around. If you move, I'll shoot you to death." The black man raised his gun with a smile, thinking that he was lucky today as he met a fat sheep early in the morning.
But the fat sheep seemed not to hear it. Just like a ghost in a movie, he suddenly disappeared from sight, and two muffled sounds were heard in his ears.
Bang - Bang -
The slightly warm liquid splashed on the black man's face. He subconsciously turned his head and saw his two brothers lying straight on the ground, but their heads were missing. There seemed to be two big tomatoes thrown on the graffiti-covered wall behind them, and red and white sticky liquid was slowly sliding down.
The black man was still holding the gun, his facial muscles shaking uncontrollably, staring to the side blankly. The black-haired young man was shaking off the blood stains on his fists, his white shirt was spotless.
"You peed."
Ryan glanced at the dirty jeans and gently took off the pistol for him, with a gentle smile on his face.
"I want to find someone. Could you please lead the way to meet your boss?"
Chapter 75 Sorry, I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder
The scorching sun shone through the glass onto the large office desk, turning the densely packed bullet holes on the glass into mottled projections.
The ceiling fan was creaking, and the lavishly decorated office was filled with a strong smell of blood. Dozens of corpses were spread from the gate to the "flour" processing plant, and then from the stairs to this office.
Just like a naughty kid making trouble, there was sticky ketchup everywhere.
Ryan was shaking a glass of iced cola and was not affected by the tragedy. He was a man with high execution ability and had planned to find local snakes to get information. He was also very reasonable. Since he dared to join the gang, he would choose the most common method used by the gangs -
Kill them all.
Strange, monster.
Hesong sat in the chair, his tattooed face twitching wildly. This man came to him without any warning, and he didn't even see the other party's move.
Dozens of his men opened fire on each other like crazy, and his last bodyguard committed suicide in front of him. Then this college-student-looking guy walked in, ignored the gun in his hand, and opened the refrigerator to drink Coke.
"Yeah, they're all dead. This is indeed the most efficient way and it also avoids dropping any clues." Ryan took a sip of water and felt cooler. His mental control could interrupt the Herrscher, and it was even easier for him to control ordinary people.
"Who sent you here? What do you want to do? If you want to buy my life, I'll pay double. If you want flour, go to the back and get it."
The burly man remained calm and even lowered the muzzle of his gun. He was not stupid. Since others could come here mysteriously, they would not be afraid of the broken gun in his hand.
"As expected, fools and cowards cannot be bosses. You fit the character very well." Ryan nodded with satisfaction. His mental power can affect thinking but cannot search memories. Otherwise, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. He just put down the cup of water.
"I came to Montpellier to look for someone. You are one of the biggest gangsters in the city, so you should have some clues."
Find someone? ?
Hesong's facial muscles trembled even more violently, and he said sullenly, "Human trafficking and smuggling are not my business. That is Xiweier's main business."
"Oh, you don't know I'll go find him again. Answer my questions first. There's no rush." Ryan didn't care at all. He just slapped a wanted warrant on the table and said, "Have you seen this man?"
is her?
The man recognized Wei Erwei immediately, then frowned and carefully identified her, and finally shook his head gently: "I don't know, I didn't...wait..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt his hands going out of control. He took out a pistol from the drawer, loaded it, and then slowly pointed it at his head.
This behavior is more terrible than torture, and no one can withstand it.
"I really haven't seen it, but someone showed me a photo a few days ago!"
Oh? He got there before me.
Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly, which was expected, and continued to ask: "Who is it?"
"I don't know. He was wearing optical camouflage and a black mask. He suddenly appeared in my room and asked me to collect some clues."
"Take it out and see."
Hesong found that his hands were out of control and took out a document from the drawer. Ryan pinched his chin and read it carefully, only to find that it was a list.
As a declining industrial town, Montpellier has many abandoned factories and car graveyards. These scraps of copper and iron are usually garbage, but in the hands of some "greenskins", they can be made into strange things.
"Wei Weiwei is really not afraid of death. She doesn't hide herself honestly, but dares to cause trouble everywhere."
Ryan rubbed his forehead, knowing that this was his fault again. Without him, there would be no assassination, and Vivi would not have any negative information about the top leaders of the Fire Moth. She would just be a happy wanted criminal.
When it comes to these struggles, it's not just Alicia's face that can be dealt with, and the optical camouflage and the black mask...
"Poison Pupa? It has a close connection with the Fire Chaser Moth, and it can be considered as taking over my position."
Ryan thought of these colleagues, who were extremely powerful. Some of them, like Kevin and Aponia, were "superpowered people". Their relationship with the Fire Moth was very delicate now. Of course, they later became a subordinate supervisory organization, specifically stuffing serious criminals into it and responsible for hunting down traitors.
Fortunately, I am now the third Herrscher, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome.
"Thank you very much. This information is very useful." Ryan stood up with a smile, picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all up. "By the way, thank you for your hospitality."
"No, you're welcome."
Hesong forced a smile and saw the young man quietly turn around, walk through the corpses on the ground, leave the office, and politely close the door.
Phew, this monster.
The sturdy man breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard some stories from the intelligence dealers, which he had regarded as jokes before. But now he knew that they were all true.
Dozens of brave and fierce gangsters could not stop one person. The most important thing was that this person never took action from beginning to end. Humans killed each other like controlled puppets.
He wanted to drink a glass of wine to calm down, but then his eyes widened, and his hand that wanted to grab the glass was out of control. He slowly raised the pistol and slowly opened his mouth, and indescribable fear appeared on his face.
boom--
The sound of gunfire echoed, and Ryan, who had just walked out the door, looked back.
"Sorry, I have some obsessive compulsive disorder. Dirt must be cleaned up."
In order to eradicate all evil, Ryan could play around with Mebius, but he also often killed people without leaving any alive. As he walked, he lowered his head to read the intelligence and marked it on his mobile phone.
"There are seven suspected locations. Considering Vivi's cheerful personality, we can narrow it down to three. But despite all the noise I made, Vivi didn't even send out her gadget to contact me..."
Ryan never treated any enemy as a fool. Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head.
"Has he been preempted?"