Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 391 Do you want to live?
"The car is coming!"

"Hurry up and load!"

"Hurry up and transport everything back before the mechanical clan has blocked it!"

"..."

In a corner of the freight station, the atmosphere was tense, and the employees of the Left Eye Group became busy.

The transport truck came to them with large containers, but they didn't unpack the containers, they directly loaded the entire container into the truck, hurrying up and keeping everything simple.

Soon, more than a dozen freight trucks drove out of the dock and gradually disappeared into the distance of the dark night road.

This night, not only them, but the rest of the employees on the dock were in a hurry, and they were all afraid of the complete blockade of the machine clan.

No one noticed that after the dozens of freight trucks left, two black shadows followed closely behind the convoy, and then moved away from the dock.

Zhuang Ren said to Su Xia: "You don't plan to take care of that batch of arms?"

Su Xia shook her head: "There are too many, I can't take them away, let's save people first."

"Don't you have different space means?"

"There are too many people on the pier, so it's not convenient to collect."

That batch of munitions and supplies was not what Su Xia valued. If he really lacked them, he could just go and destroy a few mercenary towns.

Compared with it, human life is more important.

The two followed closely behind the convoy, and now was not the best time to make a move, so they could only wait slowly.

In the middle of the night, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the cold wind howled in the middle of the night, slapping on the faces of the two of them, with thin and dense cold threads in the wind, it was actually raining.

It was clear that the moonlight could be seen a few hours ago, but now a layer of rain clouds had accumulated in the night sky above.

"Damn it, it's raining again. I hate this kind of weather the most." Zhuang Ren cursed, wiping the rain off his face.

"What's wrong?" Su Xia asked.

"It is inconvenient to move in rainy days. The sound of rain hitting the fabric of the clothes is slightly different from the sound of other materials, especially when moving at high speed, it will be distinguished by people with keen perception." Zhuang Ren explained .

"It seems to have seen this statement."

"You didn't pay attention before?"

"Ah."

"You bastard is still too young and inexperienced, no wonder you are always found by the machine clan!" Zhuang Ren said bluntly, "Read more books, especially the books written by the old seniors in the tavern. You newcomers don’t know, a detail can save a life!”

"I'm wanted now, so I can't go back to the tavern to read." Su Xia said.

"Didn't you ask for it yourself, you bastard? Who made you so impulsive to kill people in a tavern!"

"Blame me?" Su Xia shrugged, "The rules of the tavern haven't changed for decades, it should have been revised long ago."

"Save this and go to hell to talk to the first generation founder of the tavern!"

"How could an outstanding young talent like me go to hell?"

"..."

Zhuang Ren was silent, he couldn't say anything about Su Xia, so he didn't say anything.

Regarding the rainy day problem he mentioned, Su Xia has indeed seen it in some introductory books inside the tavern.

Action in rainy weather is a big problem, hearing, vision, smell, etc. will be disturbed, and the traces left by rain on the body are not easy to clean up, and a little carelessness will cause death due to details.

In Haima City before, Su Xia exposed her whereabouts because of the rain, causing her to fall into the siege of the machine clan.

After a while, Zhuang Ren said again: "Haven't you taken all the courses in the tavern, such as psychological training, surveillance, camouflage, information technology, cryptography, gymnastics, and intelligence analysis?"

Su Xia nodded: "Yeah."

"It's a miracle you bastard is still alive!"

"No way, I'm too strong."

"..."

The courses that Zhuang Ren mentioned are all offered in the tavern. You can buy teaching materials and videos for self-study, or you can find a tutor to teach, but the price is more expensive.

Members who can live for more than three years will basically learn part of the content.

Among them, the most popular ones are naturally unarmed combat, weapon control, driving skills and other practical courses. In addition, courses such as camouflage, surveillance, anti-surveillance, and anti-tracking are also very popular.

These courses are all voluntary, as long as you want to learn, you can pay for it.

Learn one more skill, and you will have more hope of survival.

Even if you can't use it now, you will be able to use it someday.

The longer you live, the more money you can make.

Everyone understands this.

This learning process, supplemented by practical experience again and again, is a road for freshmen to gradually become veterans.

However, Su Xia has never learned all the skills mentioned above, and most of them only have a superficial understanding.

Therefore, Zhuang Ren said that it is a miracle that he can survive till now.

A stunned young man like Su Xia, who doesn't even understand the basic processes of tavern tasks, exchanges, and transactions, can live with a high profile to this day, which can be said to be unprecedented.

"Why did you join the tavern in the first place?" Zhuang Ren asked him.

"Of course it's to make money!" Su Xia replied.

"now what?"

"It's still for making money!"

"..."

"My head is now worth one billion yuan. More than a hundred organizations have issued rewards to me. The bonus pool is full. If I don't have only one life, I would like to accept the reward with my head."

"..."

Zhuang Ren took a deep breath, took a deep look at Su Xia, and said to him: "You bastard really has a single goal."

Su Xia said: "This is called not changing the original intention."

"Then what is the purpose of killing? What is the purpose of killing Xue Lin? For justice?"

"No."

"Isn't it?"

"Nonsense, of course it's for fun!"

"..."

The topic just stopped, leaving only the sound of the cold wind blowing.

Xue Lin should indeed be killed, but according to Zhuang Ren's thinking, he shouldn't be killed inside the tavern.

His idea is consistent with many people. If Su Xia hadn't done something at the beginning, things would not have developed to this point now. At least the machine clan could not get most of Su Xia's information from the tavern.

That strike seemed fun, but it also made Su Xia bear labels such as impulsiveness, recklessness, and ignorance of consequences.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do with the more than 200 kidnapped people in the convoy ahead after they are rescued?" Zhuang Ren asked suddenly.

"let me see……"

"I'm already taking action, but you haven't thought about it yet?" Zhuang Ren stared, "Don't you think about the consequences when you do things?"

"I'm a masked geek. I'm young. I'm impulsive and ignorant. Of course I don't think about the consequences when I do things." Su Xia said calmly.

"you……"

Zhuang Ren was in a hurry. If he knew it earlier, he would have acted alone. Acting with Su Xia would be a crime!
He's getting old, it's really bad for his health to be angry.

Su Xia looked calm, and said to him: "We will arrive at the group's only base in Conch City in four or ten minutes, and we will start in two or ten minutes."

"Aren't you afraid to startle the snake?"

"Once I make a move, I will cut off all contact with the other party, don't worry."

Su Xia glanced at the gloomy night sky, and several inspection machines of the machine clan flew past.

The night was very dull, the arrival of the rain added a bit of uneasiness and a gloomy atmosphere, and the whole world was suppressed under the gloomy clouds.

"As for the more than 200 people who were kidnapped, they all had identities. Just give them some money and evacuate them directly, and let them go home by themselves."

"This is also a feasible method."

Zhuang Ren groaned, nodded, and approved Su Xia's method.

The more than 200 people have hands and feet, and they can walk back by themselves with some money, but the psychological shadow requires long-term counseling, so it is not their job.

Time passed, the rain was neither too big nor too small, and it was hazy.

More than 20 minutes later, the convoy entered the suburbs southwest of the city. The wheels were spinning on the slippery road, and fine rain appeared in the light beams of the headlights.

Su Xia took a few breaths calmly, her eyes were calm, and she said to Zhuang Ren beside her, "Do it!"

"it is good!"

The two flew out, their figures blurred, like two ghosts, and instantly shortened the distance to the convoy.

"Ah-"

Suddenly there was a screeching sound of brakes from the convoy ahead, and the overall speed dropped sharply.

Su Xia grasped it from a distance, and the electronic equipment on the dozen or so cars was collectively paralyzed, sparks flew everywhere, and they were scrapped on the spot, turning into a pile of electronic waste.

Afterwards, only a whirring sound was heard.

Zhuang Ren's body crashed into the compartment of the last car unexpectedly, and the tailgate of the compartment was not damaged, it seemed that he passed through directly, ignoring the physical barrier.

In the blink of an eye, he came out again through the front windshield of the car's cab. The windshield was intact, and the driver and co-pilot were dead.

Their eyes were wide open, and there was a trace of horror on their faces, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

"What ability is this?"

Su Xia was suspended in the sky, letting the rain beat on her body, quietly observing Zhuang Ren's actions.

Below, Zhuang Ren was like a real ghost, erratic, passed through several cars in the blink of an eye, and all the employees belonging to the Left Eye Group in the car died without exception.

In less than half a minute, the entire convoy was cleaned up by him!

This method of killing is strange and smooth, light and airy, without being disturbed by external objects, and it looks a bit elegant.

Worthy of being a veteran legendary figure, he has no ability to say.

"Okay, let's open all the doors of these cars!" Zhuang Ren floated back to the roof of the last car, raised his head and said to Su Xia.

His breath was steady, without the slightest rush, and the behavior just now did not cause him much burden.

Su Xia waved lightly, and with a bang, the doors of more than a dozen large trucks below were instantly deformed, and were torn open the next moment.

Immediately afterwards, he also removed the door of the container in the auto insurance on the spot, which was simple and rude.

After the box door was opened, a foul smell came out.

There are more than 20 or 20 people in each container. During the [-]-odd days at sea, all their food and drink were in this dark box, so naturally the smell in the box would not be very good.

"Come out, you are free!" Su Xia shouted.

Afterwards, small voices came from the container one after another.

Not long after, some skinny people walked out of the container, with fear on their faces, and they walked lightly. Everyone couldn't believe this scene.

After being kidnapped, they knew very well that their life was over, and many of them lost their belief in getting out alive.

But at this time, they actually breathed fresh air.

The rain of freedom hit their faces and slapped their faces, causing many people to cry on the spot, squatting on the side of the road and weeping bitterly.

"Woooooo...I'm still alive..."

The days in the container are like hell, comparable to any kind of mental torture in this world.

Suddenly freed at this moment, some people's emotions fluctuated so much that they fainted on the spot.

Some people hugged each other and cried bitterly, tears rolling down.

Su Xia checked everyone and made sure that there was no one pretending to be an employee of the Left Eye Group, so she was relieved.

Afterwards, he handed over a batch of money to Zhuang Ren, and asked Zhuang Ren to distribute it to everyone who survived.

"There are still 154 people alive." Su Xia counted the number of people, and took out a box casually, "There are 30 in this box, you can divide them equally, it should be enough for their travel expenses home."

"You bastard, why do you want me to share the money?" Zhuang Ren was dissatisfied.

"You move fast, I can't match you."

"Humph……"

Zhuang Ren snorted coldly, took the box from Su Xia, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke again, and moved quickly.

He floated back and forth in the rain, and every time someone floated by, there would be an extra wad of cash in that person's hand.

There were no pregnant women among these people, and they were all young people in their teens.

While Zhuang Ren was distributing the money, Su Xia floated in mid-air and said loudly to these people: "You are now in the middle mainland, in the south, a port city called Conch City..."

His voice was powerful and penetrating, and he explained their situation and current situation to these people bit by bit.

The people below raised their heads one after another, with tears in their eyes and expressions of gratitude, they tightly held the banknotes in their hands, carefully remembering every word Su Xia said.

Zhuang Ren snorted again: "Damn it, let me do the hard work of distributing money. This bastard is easy, just say a few words and it's over."

But in the blink of an eye, the box in his hand was empty.

The full 30 bills were handed out, and everyone got a similar amount, which should last them until they go home.

Even if it is not enough, they can contact their family members and ask them to help.

It is impossible for Su Xia and Zhuang Ren to do these things by themselves, they don't have the time and energy.

The last young man who got the money was a pastor, wearing a priest's robe, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with an excited expression, holding the banknotes tightly, and kept making the sign of the cross: "Thank God, thank God..."

"Snapped!"

Zhuang Ren slapped the young man on the forehead, and said angrily: "I worked so hard to save you, why don't you thank me, God instead?"

The God of this world has almost the same meaning as that of the earth.

The young pastor cried out in pain, touched his head, and said honestly: "It is God who heard my prayers that will allow you to save me."

"fart!"

Zhuang Ren slapped him again, angry in his heart, and said to him: "This is the Central Continent, and it is not under the control of God. I am the god here!"

"Forehead……"

The young pastor opened his mouth to defend himself, but he was afraid of being beaten by Zhuang Ren, so he shrank his neck and dared not speak.

……

At the same time, in the base of the Left Eye Group.

The member in charge of contacting the team had a bad face and kept calling the team's liaison: "Can the team hear it? Can you hear it? Why did it suddenly cut off?"

He changed several contact methods, and even tried calling the driver directly, but there was no response.

In this case, there is only one possibility.

Something happened to the team!
At this moment, Frank, the general manager of the base, stood behind him with a gloomy face, his hands behind his back, and kept urging: "Change another contact method, if it doesn't work, just ask the people at the dock!"

"Yes, my lord, wait a moment!"

The liaison officer's face turned pale, and his palms were sweating from anxiety.

This Frank's methods are quite tough, much tougher than the previous Andrew, and doing things under him is quite dangerous, and he may be severely punished if he is not careful.

Of course, everyone in the base knew that this situation was only temporary.

Frank has been a deputy for many years, and he has finally become a regular in the past two days. Naturally, he has to use severe measures to establish his prestige, increase his influence, and erase everything Andrew left here in the past.

"Why haven't you been in touch yet?"

Frank was a little impatient and his tone was bad.

It stands to reason that nothing should happen along the way, unless it is intercepted by the monitoring force of the machine race.

That situation is not so good, it may involve the entire base.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded in his voice: "Don't worry, the matter has not yet reached the worst point."

"Ok?"

Frank's heart sank, and he turned around immediately.

This room is very hidden, the door is closed, no one can enter without his permission.

But at this time, behind him, there was a man in a wheelchair, and beside him stood a tall woman in a black coat.

When did these two people come in?

Why aren't any alerts triggered?

Frank was vigilant and was ready to make a move.

"Who are you?" He stared at the two and asked coldly.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The wheelchair man's face was pale, he seemed to be in poor health, his voice was a little soft, and he said calmly: "The important thing is, do you want to survive?"

(End of this chapter)