I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 19 Exchange Conditions
On the busy street, Butcher walked past a newsstand: "A copy of the Daily Bugle."

The headline of the newspaper published a photo of the people of the motherland sending a guy in a battle armor to the sky.

The title reads 'Brother Locomotive takes revenge on the society and is sanctioned by the people of the motherland'.

Butcher sneered, and then, the bearded man looked at the bar on the opposite street, lit a cigarette, and smoked half of it.

"Damn it, turn it around."

He threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it twice, and walked across the street with the newspaper.

Moments later, Butcher slipped into the bar.

The smell in the bar is complex, a woman is dancing on a pole, and a group of addicts are huddled in a dark corner and smoking marijuana.

"The world sucks."

The corner of Butcher's mouth raised: "But I like it."

He sat at the bar and just ordered a glass of 'depth charge' when he heard someone say: "Give him another glass of whiskey, I'll treat you."

Butcher looked up and looked at the white man wearing glasses: "What should I call you?"

"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called, you say so, Mr. 'Butcher'." The white man sat down and wiped his glasses, "I'm glad you contacted me, this is a good development."

Butcher drank the 'depth charge' and said: "Stop talking nonsense, it's better to be like you said, you have the 'power' to fight against those superhumans."

"Otherwise, I'll scratch your pretty face and let a few big bastards enjoy your warm rectum!"

The white man put on his glasses again, smiled and said, "Follow me."

Butcher drank the Depth Charge along with the glass of whiskey before following the whites, past the frenzied dance floor, through the aisles packed with men and women, and finally into the alley behind the bar.

There is a truck parked here.

The white man made a phone call, and the truck compartment opened, and a cool light was lit inside.

He pointed to the car with his chin: "The 'power' you want to see is right there."

Butcher smiled: "If you dare to lie to me, I will find your mother and make her happy."

The white man laughed: "Mr. Butcher, your taste is really strong, but don't worry, I didn't lie to you."

"We don't have that kind of time."

Butchell snorted without a smile, got into the car, and came to the depths of the car.

I saw a lot of wires laid here, and there was a table next to it, with various instruments placed on it.

In front of him is a set of black as the main tone, with a luxurious gold color scheme, and a steel battle armor showing many weapon platforms.

"Bawang 5, powered by a small nuclear reactor, has a radiation blocking device that can ensure the wearer's physical safety."

"A jet system is newly added, which can fly short distances and improve the climbing ability of the wearer."

"Weapons include small rapid-fire machine guns on both arms, small guided missiles on the shoulders, small retractable aviation cannons, laser cutting waves powered by reactors, etc."

"It's no exaggeration to say that even an athletic idiot can knock the shit out of a superhuman wearing it."

Behind Butcher, a white man with glasses came over and introduced him in detail.

The bearded man narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head: "This kind of thing is not something I can afford."

The white man smiled: "I can give it to you and provide maintenance and testing services."

"Only one condition."

"Help us kill the people of the motherland."

Butcher laughed: "You have such a weapon, why don't you do it yourself?"

The white man smiled and said, "We have our own reasons, you don't need to know that much, what do you think?"

The bearded man nodded slightly: "That's right."

"but."

Butcher shook his head: "I'm not used to being used."

He walked towards the carriage entrance.

The white man didn't chase after him either, but said behind him, "Do you want to wait a few more years, Mr. Butcher, do you want to wait another eight years?"

"Without our help, you can't kill the people of the motherland."

"Or, are you willing to accept his conditions? Take 1000 million and reconcile with your wife?"

Butcher paused, with malice in his eyes.

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Tower of Seven.

In the command hall, Azu looked at the newly updated items in the store.

【Overlord 3. Night Attack】

[Description: An upgraded version of the Overlord Armor, the reduced size is more ergonomic, an intelligent AI assistance system is added, and the ability to fight at night is emphasized. 】

[Warframe parameters: height 2.05 meters, weight 4.6 tons, arc reactor 2nd generation, night vision mode, sniper mode, stealth mode, tungsten steel tactical long knife, combined sniper equipment, small injector, laser cutting gun. 】

[Price: Dim Mastery Essence*40]

Azu closed the store.

Although the new project is more reliable than the previous armor, his evaluation is still: tasteless.

He currently has 45 proficiency essences, and he can buy [NK Gene Modification Potion] with 5 more, which is a directional 'No. 5 chemical'.

When the time comes to give Angelina an injection, Azu will have an extra superhuman thug.

However, he is not prepared to pull Angelina into the seven-member group.

Instead, he wanted to train that woman to become one of his underground forces.

At this moment, the door of the command hall opened.

Azu saw the black Edgar, the president of Water Company, walking in.

Behind him, there is the deep sea, and a blonde girl.

'Starlight' Annie!
Azu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Edgar.

Edgar smiled and said, "Deep Sea told me that you have some plans."

Shen Hai's expression changed, he looked at Azu anxiously, and then shrank behind Edgar.

Edgar smiled and said, "Don't blame Shen Hai, he told me about you when I asked about it."

Azu looked at the deep sea with a smile: "Is that so?"

Shen Hai quickly said: "Yes, boss."

The corner of Azu's mouth raised, and he didn't continue to dwell on this matter, instead he looked at 'Xingguang': "Who is this?"

"This is Miss Anne, she has a beautiful nickname, Starlight."

Edgar walked to Azu's side, sat on the table and said, "I think Miss Anne's ability and image are very good, which will help increase the support rate of the Seven."

Azu raised his head and looked at the black man and said, "If I remember correctly, I have said that after the group of seven, I will have the final say."

"I know."

Edgar spread his hands and said: "So I set up a 'Group of Seven' reserve team, which can support your 'Group of Seven' at any time. Miss Anne is the first member and the captain."

"She will not interfere with any of your decisions, but please give her the right to listen in."

He lowered his voice again: "Give me face, if I don't do this, it will be difficult to explain to others on the board."

"You also want the group of seven to continue to receive financial support from the company?"

Azu laughed, and also lowered his voice: "I have a condition."

"I have a friend, I hope she can learn how to run a company, a group by your side."

"How do you feel?"

(End of this chapter)