Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 33 Chapter 32

"Jesse Pinkman, Pinkman...the man in pink." Zhuang Xuteng chanted his alias in the mission, and he couldn't help but have some strange thoughts in his heart: "Why is it pink again? Ever since he was taken by the Lich Master , this color always appears. Will my fate be cursed by pink?"

The curse is just Zhuang Xuteng's conjecture, in short, it is a superstitious behavior.Going back 5000 years, when the power of gods and magic was at its peak, curse spells aimed at fate could not be realized.Today, whether it is the only surviving rune spells or the flourishing shadow technology, there is still a long way to go before the threshold that can affect fate.

It is also ironic. 5000 years ago, gods and magic were open to all, and this has been lost with history.There were also churches at that time, and the churches would try to monopolize the power of divine magic for their own benefit, and the gods would also choose people with corresponding characteristics according to their own preferences, making them priests in charge of ruling or paladins in charge of armed forces.The gift of being able to cast spells exists in everyone, although "screening" of various kinds does prevail.

At that time, even if one had a bad background or had no education, as long as one had a talent for casting spells, one could always obtain magical abilities through direct communication with the gods, thereby mastering the power enough to elevate one's status.In history, there are many poor and impoverished children who became powerful magic spellcasters and successfully changed their destiny.

After the ascension of the gods, a world ruled by corporations was left behind.Divine talent has disappeared from everyone forever, and the knowledge of rune spells and shadows is pocketed by the company, so that everyone's destiny is also pocketed.Not only do they make a lot of money from rune spells and shadow lore, they also rely on them to eliminate any attempt to influence their status.

Powerful rune spells and cutting-edge shadow knowledge are called extraordinary powers, which have become the most important core supporting the company's power.

The company's specialized colleges and universities will teach part of shadow knowledge, but the part involving extraordinary power will still not be displayed.These schools are responsible for screening talents to ensure that the top part is used by the company, and the excellent and qualified part also enters the departments that are attached to the company.And only by being in the same class as the company and taking the initiative to become a part of the company's power, can a person have access to extraordinary power.

Zhuang Xuteng's grades were not good, and he had no chance to enter a specialized higher education institution. It can be said that he was eliminated without even seeing the threshold.Formal channels fail, and learning shadow knowledge from gang chefs becomes the only chance.

The only chance to restart the upward climb.

According to Lucy's instructions, Zhuang Xuteng came to the "New Sunshine Sports Center" located at the junction of the hub area and the lower city.This is the earliest sports center in Peicheng, and it also had its own history.It's just that with the completion of the competition center in the upper city and the gradual weakening of the lower city, the "New Sunshine" has long since become a sunset, and even the last ray of the afterglow can no longer be seen.

As early as ten years ago, this place was "contracted" to a non-profit organization in a nearby community, but in fact it was controlled by the Wild Monkey Gang and became the gang's activity base, and it could even be said to be a fortress.Members of this gang are particularly fond of physical exercise, and their extreme musculature and violence with fists, kicks and sticks are their distinguishing features.Compared with the height of two meters and the weight of two to three hundred catties, it is not so obvious to have some chimpanzee and gorilla tattoos on the body.

By the way, gangsters are called by primates of different sizes, and their leader is "King Kong".

"Whether you're carrying a stun prod or wearing a grounding suit, it won't give you an advantage when facing the members of the Wild Monkey Gang." Lucy is right, a stun prod can't bring down those guys at all, and casserole When a big fist hits, the protective ability of the grounding suit and the undershirt is actually the same.

She prepared a shadow shock bomb for Zhuang Xuteng, which could attack the nervous system of everyone within a 20-meter radius and temporarily paralyze them.The shock bomb is a ball slightly smaller than an egg, and it is swallowed by him after the surface is coated with food-grade grease.With half a bottle of laxative, if nothing else, it will "reappear" within two or three days.The process was uncomfortable, and the protection provided to Zhuang Xuteng was very limited, but it was the only way to bring a weapon in.

Except for the high-intensity suppression firepower formed by a large number of shadow guns, there is actually no single weapon that can guarantee Zhuang Xuteng's safety.He will inevitably be surrounded by a group of muscular sticks from the Wild Monkey Gang. A shock bomb with a radius of 20 meters can at most give him a chance, and that will be the last chance to escape desperately.

Stepping off the bus, Zhuang Xuteng seems to have come to another world, which is occupied by steel, cement and strong flesh. Iron and sweat make up the color of this place.The tall ones suppress the small ones with their lofty eyes, they can laugh and talk freely, and all the others have is depression.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was stared at by more than a dozen eyes, and there was no trace of kindness in his eyes.With a height of nearly 1.8 meters and a weight of 140 catties, you must lower your head in this area, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the Wild Monkey Gang.If those gorillas surrounded him, Zhuang Xuteng would have only two fates: defeat them and join him, or be torn to pieces.

Zhuang Xuteng bent over, lowered his head and curled up, pulling down the brim of his hat, showing due respect and restraint.The unkind eyes left, leaving only a curious look, which is a basic greeting to a stranger, there is no danger, at least there will be no accident for a month.

According to the instructions, Zhuang Xuteng walked to the New Sunshine Stadium, then bypassed the circular track and field and outdoor ball court, and headed for its annex: a seven-story building for commentators, referees, and event organizers.He was stopped by "baboon" guards at the door, who were part of the lowest rank of full-fledged gang membership.Below them are the "monkey sons" of trainee members, and ordinary people outside the gang are "bananas".

"What are you doing?" The baboon laughed, whispering and commenting on his appearance in front of him.

"Oranges, tangerines and figs, two meals a day, ordered flour." Zhuang Xuteng told the guard the code word the chef gave Lucy, and then waited for the result.

"It turned out to be the person Heisenberg was looking for. He explained this matter yesterday." A baboon said to Zhuang Xuteng, "I think you know the rules. Outsiders must be thoroughly searched when they enter."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "I know. From top to bottom, from beginning to end, don't get the order wrong."

"Of course," said one baboon, and four other baboons surrounded him.

They first rummaged through Zhuang Xuteng's hair, checked his ear holes, searched his nostrils with a strong light, and asked him to open his mouth to check every tooth and around his tongue.After that, they touched all over their bodies with their hands, not letting go of every inch.

This is a very humiliating and intrusive inspection. Even if he knew it in advance and was mentally prepared, Zhuang Xuteng still felt that they were going too far.Lucy had warned him to tell them the order of the search, or those savages would really stick their anus-checking fingers into your mouth.

The members of the Wild Monkey Gang regard other humans as animals and food, not human beings, where there are human rights.

"You have a tattoo on your back, it's a pink skull, what does that mean?"

The Living Shadow is expensive and powerful, and a commoner cannot bear it, and the members of the Wild Monkey Gang didn't think about it at all.

"My surname is Pinkman, which means the pink one. The pink skull is to commemorate the ancestors who have passed away and hope to be blessed by them."

"It's just such a small tattoo, it's not as big as a finger, even if it can bless you, it won't bless you much!" Several baboons smiled, then pushed Zhuang Xuteng, and said, "Okay, no problem, you can put on your clothes and go in. Senbao is in the kitchen on the third basement floor, take the stairs on the left, turn right when you get out of the stairwell, and it's at the end."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded slowly, maintaining the state of "just so" on his expression.He puts his clothes back on and walks into the building amid the comments of the baboons.

How prosperous it used to be, now it is so desolate, the bustling and lively competition organization center has become the gymnasium of the Wild Monkey Gang.Entering the building, all non-load-bearing walls have been demolished, and all kinds of equipment are placed among the old pillars. The whizzing sound of irons, boxing, wrestling and ropes is deafening.

There used to be colorful glass curtain walls here, but now they are all removed to increase the air circulation capacity and meet the needs of the Wild Monkeys for sufficient oxygen during exercise.The sun's rays streamed in through the empty window frames, shining brightly on metal and sweaty skin.

If you only see here, the Wild Monkey Gang seems to be a pretty decent fitness organization, but things are far from that simple.

The smell of sweat does not occupy a dominant position here, but a very strange soup taste is the absolute protagonist.It was the secret formula of the Wild Monkey Gang. It was a viscous porridge made from a variety of high-calorie, high-protein, high-oxidative synthetic foods, and a large amount of growth-promoting, stimulating and therapeutic powders were added to it.

They overeat and exercise to excess, fueled by drugs.Specialty stimulants twist the pain of a workout into a thrill, and growth-boosting and healing powders ensure they can keep the cycle going.It is said that the Wild Monkey Gang also used some shadow equipment in order to allow gang members to break through the growth limit of their bodies, allowing them to develop twice, three times, and again, turning them into giants one by one.

Their uproar had nothing to do with Zhuang Xuteng; he didn't want to be like them at all.

Find the stairwell, all the way down, the hustle and bustle of the upper seven floors quickly diminished.The basement floor should be a storage room. Inside the big iron door and the reinforced walls are the gang's goods, which also play the role of sound insulation.The gate on the second basement floor was locked tightly, and the surveillance camera was aimed at the direction of the stairs. Zhuang Xuteng could vaguely hear the voice of the guard talking behind the door.

There was an old smell on the third basement floor, and the outdated ventilation fan was working feebly, sending weak fresh air here, just like sending a breath of breath to a suffocating person.Zhuang Xuteng felt a little suffocated, as if entering a deep well, but the depth here was only ten meters underground, so he guessed that there must be another reason for the cloudy air.

Although the air is not good, the lights here are bright, and there is a fluorescent lamp for every square meter of the ceiling.They all emit gentle light without causing dizziness, and they can also be combined into the effect of shadowless lights in the operating room. Obviously, someone has specially moved their minds.Entering the corridor, Zhuang Xuteng can't see his own shadow. It can only exist under his feet that cannot be lifted, or in the depths of his heart where the light cannot shine.

A shadowless middle-aged man was standing in the corridor.He wore sunglasses to cover his eyes, with a half-smile expression on his face, rubbing his hands while asking, "J.P?"

This man was obviously Heisenberg.

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