I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 345
Tang Ji was very surprised that he would receive a call from Edward, because the pioneers have information advantages, and it can be determined that all network-based communication methods are insecure.

But Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao had to keep in touch with the outside world, so Mikkelsen gave them a mobile phone that constantly changed the number range to borrow other people's identities.

This mobile phone not only comes with a voice changer to prevent voiceprint recognition, but also has other similar means behind it, but it rotates a larger base station as a transfer, and the duration of each call must be controlled within 20 seconds, and the call content cannot contain any Sensitive words.

Tang Ji, Wang Zhengdao, the seven original sins, rage, pioneers, players and other words are all sensitive words. According to Alia's estimation, if the other party's system detects such sensitive words, it only takes three seconds to confirm the call the location of the recipient.

Fortunately, Tang Ji's social network is weak, and the people who need to keep in touch can be counted on both hands. Wang Zhengdao is in a miserable situation. As the leader of the Ark organization, he can't cut off the contact with the outside world at all. He is either in a meeting every day or is calling.

Fortunately, during this period of time, the veteran Mikkelsen disguised his identity to deal with the internal affairs of the Ark organization, which finally allowed Wang Zhengdao to be quiet for a while.

At this time, Wang Zhengdao, who had just picked up Tang Ji from the Fort Hood military base, was sitting opposite Tang Ji, looking up and down with an a la carte menu.

"Texas grilled ribs, two, no, three, one seafood risotto, tamales, twenty special Tacos." Wang Zhengdao ordered a lot of food, and then handed the menu to Wei. Ji: "I finished ordering, you can watch."

The waitress stared at Wang Zhengdao with wide eyes. In all fairness, compared to Tang Ji's seemingly strong and burly, Wang Zhengdao's identity has always remained at a level of dexterity.

Wang Zhengdao's small muscles are particularly well developed. It is a standard clothes rack, dressed in a thin style, and the whole person does not seem to weigh more than [-] kilograms, and the food he ordered just now may weigh more than [-] kilograms.

"I don't want Taco, I don't want seafood risotto, the rest are the same." Vicky's little face blushed, since she was awakened for so many years, she either ate in the cafeteria of the Ark organization, or ate field food with the action group outside.

During those few weeks in Night City, it was considered one of the few dining moments for Vicky with a family atmosphere. At that time, they relied on take-out most of the time, and they could order twenty or thirty copies of pizza each time, but take-out The clerk generally no longer has any doubts when he sees Martin's big man.

Moreover, the base of superhumans in Night City is relatively large, and everyone is already familiar with it, so this potluck is the first time Vicky has returned to a normal social environment in recent years. Some mentality.

At this time, Wang Zhengdao and the others were in Waco, a hundred kilometers away from the Fort Hood military base. It was a small town, a city that was almost forgotten, and it was not even affected by the corporate war.

"If today is not April Fool's Day, I just hope that you brought enough cash." The waitress glanced suspiciously at this strange combination, two Asians who looked very difficult to mess with, and a shy young girl.

"Son, if you're in any trouble, you can tell me now." The waitress, who looked about 40 years old, looked at Vicky with her arms around her shoulders and asked, "Do you know them?"

"Yes. We know each other." Vicky was even more shy by the waiter, but she still explained: "Thank you, but we are not in trouble. It's just that we have just exhausted too much energy and need food supplements."

In the middle of Vicky's speech, she suddenly understood the connotation of an adult from the gradually weird eyes of the waitress, subconsciously swiped the screen, and removed herself from this social relationship.

"What about you, big man? What do you want?" The waitress showed obvious doubts on her face. She always felt as if she had forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember it. She could only resist the psychological strangeness and continue to order. meal.

"Double copies." Tang Ji knocked on the table expressionlessly. In fact, he was far less calm than he seemed, because he just realized that he didn't have the habit of carrying cash at all, and he didn't even think about paying online. Anyway, he is also a well-known terrorist registered in the Federation.
And Tang Ji was very sure that Wang Zhengdao had no money, and they had encountered such a dilemma when they were in Neon last time, but Sanada Hiroyuki paid the bill at that time.

The waitress looked at the things recorded on her menu, a total of twelve grilled ribs, and sixty special tacos, her face was a little ugly, she pinched her waist and looked at them with a tiger face: "Are you sure you want to order so many things? I beat the last bastard who ate for free! Debbie's restaurant never jokes about food!"

"Ahem." The noble Rage of the Seven Original Sins coughed, and looked at the superhuman of the world's number one space system, but the superhuman of the world's number one space system couldn't bear the shame of using the toilet as an excuse to jump into space The Ark headquarters of the European Union withdraws money, and can only respond to the noble seven original sins with the same cough.
The waiter Debbie hugged her shoulders and affirmed the thoughts in her heart: "You guys ordered too much food, you need to pay half of it first, wipe off the change, and give me [-] federal coins."

Tang Ji doesn't need to check the status of the wallet, he doesn't have that kind of thing. The total value of all kinds of equipment on his body exceeds 150 million federal coins, but it is estimated that the only thing recognized by this restaurant is the pair of shoes on his feet. Army boots.

Wang Zhengdao still has a belt!

In the end, Vicky, who still couldn't stand it anymore, took the initiative to remove the [shield] effect, and silently took out [-] federal coins from her wallet and placed them on the table: "These should be enough."

Before Vicky could finish speaking, the quiet environment in the restaurant was disrupted by a burst of noise. Seven or eight vulgar locals broke into the restaurant, occupying three or four tables, shouting loudly: "Debbie! Beer, meat, And tortillas, whatever you want!"

The waitress took the money from the table calmly, and left the table with a layer of frost on her face. She didn't have time to think about the weirdness of the girl, so she grabbed the cutlery holder next to her. The trolley blocked the middle of the road, separating the guests at Tang Ji's table from the group.

Debbie knows these bastards, a lot of the time they bother someone just because they're bored, and a pushcart in the way will give them an extra push, not a solid wall, but for these slackers It is a psychological barrier.

Coupled with the fact that at least one of the three guests was a big man, Debbie only hoped that those people could restrain their emotions today.

But that expectation was dashed before she even made it to the kitchen.

"Hi! Debbie, since when did your restaurant serve stowaways?" A big-bellied man glanced around the restaurant with his small eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to find out how much fun he had today, and immediately became more energetic.

"Gregory! Don't harass my customers, as long as you're not blind you can tell they're not stowaways from the south!" Debbie yelled, throwing the list into the kitchen as she ran towards the counter , there is an 'iron rod' shotgun, although old, but it has been with her for 20 years and has never lost the chain.

"Haha, Debbie is trying to fool us, but we've already figured out her cards!" A strong-looking man quickly turned over the bar and hugged the waitress by the waist.

Although Debbie was very tough and scratched a few bloodstains on the man's arm with her nails, the man threw her into the kitchen regardless of her, and locked her up with her cowardly chef husband.

"Look! They brought a chick with them!" The big-bellied man swayed in the direction of Tang Ji with his belly full, his mouth full of feces, his eyes gleaming, like Zhou Papi, who hadn't opened for three years, saw a little cabbage that didn't cost any money.

These Texans are just like their fathers 30 years ago, immersed in the glory of the past, still distinguishing high and low by skin color. The border wall was not only built on the border, but also built in the hearts of the locals.

When Tang Ji and the others first appeared in this city, someone was following them. This group of scoundrels was brought in to make trouble deliberately.

And the world-renowned terrorist who was stumped by a penny while sitting on a chair was the first time he encountered such a low-level provocation, so that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations for a while, at least not the emotions of those lazy people opposite him. fluctuate so much.

The big-bellied man in the front blocked Tang Ji's only way out of the restaurant by himself, while behind him, three strong men seemed to be sitting in their seats, but their hands were on their waists and they could draw out their guns at any time.

The man who had just turned over the bar took out the waitress' shotgun from under the bar, loaded it in a demonstrative way in front of Tang Ji, and then placed it on the bar, with the muzzle facing Tang Ji's direction.

This group of people seems to be reckless, but they also cooperate with each other tacitly. It can be seen that they do this kind of thing.

"Don't they usually read the news?" Wang Zhengdao turned his head to look at the group of idiots who wanted to die, and then looked at Tang Ji's face: "Or do we really look alike in their eyes?"

"I guess they have both. They can't remember and can't tell the difference." Tang Ji shrugged, stood up and moved his wrist with some nostalgia.

He had forgotten when was the last time he had a fight with someone in a bar or restaurant. After all, Night City was a wild place, and everyone had to go to a special place to fight, or just shoot at each other.

Tang Ji only remembered that when he fought with someone for the first time, Angelina was watching from not far away, smiling like a flower, so Tang Ji was very excited when he fought, and he didn't respond to several punches in the face.

Why did you fight, who did you fight with, and how did you settle things? Tang Ji doesn't remember anything. He only remembers that smiling face.
Because he was in a good mood, Tang Ji didn't hurt the killer. He just 'gently' crushed the bridge of the belly man's nose, and then kicked and broke the shin of his right leg.

The rank gap was too great, let alone fight back, the big belly man didn't even have a chance to feel the pain, so Tang Ji knocked his head on the table and lost consciousness.

His accomplice was also half a beat behind. The man behind the bar was just about to pick up the shotgun, but Tang Ji picked up the salt shaker on the next table and threw it over. It was a mistake. Tang Ji aimed at his hand, but he missed it. Fortunately, it was also deterrent, and the man froze on the spot.

The other three accomplices who drew out their guns did not have such a good life. The gunman closest to Tang Ji had just drawn out his gun and hadn't aimed it, when Tang Ji slapped the gun and his hand on the table.

The palms and pistols were mixed together and stuck to the table. Without professional medical staff, they would definitely not be able to shovel them off.

Tang Ji strode past the newly disabled person, the prosthetic limb was caged on the muzzle of another person, the gunshot sounded, and then fell to the ground along the palm of his hand, which had already turned into a small round cake.

The shooter's gunman was instantly turned into a bloody mess. Tang Ji closed his hand, and the barrel of the gun was twisted and deformed in the iron hand. Then he flicked his finger on the opponent's forehead, and the sound of bones cracking was like that in the hot summer Crisp as a watermelon.

"He has prosthetic limbs!" The third shooter, reminded by his companion, shot Tang Ji in the face in a panic.

This is the disadvantage of being unprofessional. This group of people was not prepared to kill or be killed before they came in. The same thing happened in Night City, and the scene was definitely much more intense than this.

At least there won't be an embarrassing incident where only two shots were fired after a scuffle. Everyone can't afford to lose this person. Those who don't know think you can't afford bullets.

Tang Ji smiled and looked at the shooter, he didn't hide, the bullet hit the temple, and then bounced away, and the shooter looked as if he was hit by a ricochet in the same place, his head tilted to death The can no longer die.

Looking at the blood all over the floor, and those idiots who only screamed when they poured shit and urine, Tang Ji was a little annoyed. He didn't want to do such a bloody thing, but he hadn't gotten used to the new ability of vengeance.

It seems that this ability is a bit superficial for ordinary people. Tang Ji frowned slightly. He came to eat. Although he didn't pay much attention to the dining environment, it was somewhat impolite to just sit back and wait for the food.

"You guys." Tang Ji looked at the three lucky ones who didn't get hurt in time: "Clean this up, throw your friends out, and within 10 minutes I'll see that this place is as clean as it was before you came here."

Then the door of the restaurant was opened again, and the instigators behind this group, two local law enforcement officers, rushed in. They were two greasy men with mustaches.

They rushed in as soon as they heard the gunshots, but it was a step too late. By the time they entered, the restaurant already looked like a slaughterhouse.

"Raise your hands! Don't move!" The leading law enforcement officer aimed his pistol at Tang Ji without even taking off his sunglasses: "Throw the weapon on the ground! Quick!"

Another law enforcement officer was calling for support. He reported his location while observing the indoor environment, and then saw Tang Ji's appearance clearly.
"Shut up, Fraser." He pulled his partner's arm, feeling his mind go blank: "It's Tang Ji, he's the enforcer Tang!"

"Hands up, you bastards! Why are you harassing Debbie's guests! Throw the gun on the ground!" Fraser's tone and movements remained unchanged, but the muzzle of the gun was slightly adjusted, aiming at the man sitting in the chair Looking up at the man who kept wailing at his hands: "Immediately, immediately! Otherwise I will shoot!"

"Clean this up, and get out of here." Tang Ji glanced at the two former colleagues and knew their little tricks clearly.

When he went back, he took out all the wallets of the group, and managed to scrape together [-] yuan to return to Vicky: "Today is my treat."

"If I had gone just now, would I have invited you?" Wang Zhengdao squinted at Tang Ji: "The method is too crude."

(End of this chapter)