latent body

Chapter 40 Debt Collection

"Mission?" The middle-aged police chief seemed a little curious: "What mission?"

Ling Zihan turned on the portable computer, found the task area on the Legion Network, and clicked on the "D-level" column.

As a reserve soldier, he can only receive tasks of this level at present.

D-level task: Escort.

This was a task released through the Cloud Flowing City network platform sixteen hours ago.The publisher accesses the legion network at the same time, and the review is passed after 5 minutes.

The security situation in this era is very different from that in the old era.Although the function of the police is similar to that of the old days, it is largely biased towards local forces.In contrast, the legion is more fair and just in doing things.

As long as the people have normal demands, the Legion can basically respond positively.The difference is that the legion does not set up local law enforcement agencies such as police stations, but publishes them on the Internet in the form of missions, which are freely chosen by legion members.

The relevant description of the task of "escort" is very simple.

A woman named Kong Linlin lived at No. [-] Changsheng Street.She issued a request for help, asking for someone to help escort her younger brother Kong Jun back home from work safely during the time period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm.

Route and starting location: Wansen Group Steel Plant to the residence at No. [-], Changsheng Street.

Remuneration: Because it is a long-term task that must be escorted every day within a week, the reward for the first successful escort is five silver horns, and the second to seventh times are all one silver horn.

Valid dates: First escort starts tomorrow and ends in a week.

The middle-aged police chief casually glanced at the information on the screen and frowned subconsciously.

He tilted his head and glanced at the badge of the Azure Dragon Legion on Ling Zihan's chest again, showing a friendly smile: "Come and sit in my office!"

The office is well lit and the electric lights are brighter than the lobby outside.There was a thick pile of documents on the table, cigarette butts scattered in the ashtray, and a triangular information board with the display facing outward was placed in the middle, with the word "Yang Yan" written on it.

"Sit down!" Sergeant Yang Yan was very polite, walked into the room, closed the door, pointed to the opposite chair and beckoned Ling Zihan to sit down.

He cut to the chase and said, "I advise you not to accept this mission. By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Ling Zihan. Why can't I accept this task?" Ling Zihan asked directly.

"Because you can't control this matter." Yang Yan looked serious: "I know this matter better than you. It's very complicated...you can't bear the consequences with your current ability."

Ling Zihan raised his head. With careful thinking, he knew that now is definitely not a good time to ask questions. The best way is to calm down and listen to the other party's explanation.

Yang Yan continued: "Kong Jun is Kong Linlin's younger brother, and he is a worker in the Wansen Group's steelmaking plant. The distance from his unit to his home is not far, only about one kilometer. Although this is located in the outskirts of the city, the security situation is not very good. After all, the police force is limited, so...you understand."

Ling Zihan still showed an extremely comfortable smile: "This is a mission issued by the Azure Dragon Legion."

Yang Yan was slightly taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Ling Zihan to say that.For a moment, his gaze towards the other side obviously had some rich meaning: "Young man, being too stubborn is not a good point."

Ling Zihan smiled and said, "You must know much more about the inside story than what you just said."

Yang Yan frowned again, thinking for a moment, then said carefully, "I'm still investigating some things."

Ling Zihan looked at him squarely: "The reason why I came here today is to learn more about the situation from the police station and get help with information."

Yang Yan thought for a few seconds, and said seriously: "I can only tell you so much. It's still the same sentence just now, I advise you not to accept this task."

Ling Zihan emphasized his tone: "The task will come into effect tomorrow, and you said before that it is under investigation... In other words, today is the last day."

Yang Yan's tone and attitude were very sincere: "It's really inconvenient for me to tell you some things. Kong Linlin has come to the police station to ask for help before, but the situation is very complicated."

Ling Zihan smiled: "It seems that I can't get any help from you?"

Yang Yan nodded with a serious expression: "This is the case at present."

Ling Zihan shrugged his shoulders, making a regretful gesture.

He stood up and left the room.

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at the same time.

Luo Biao's residence is located in the south of the city. It is an independent two-story building.

Fang Jialiang sat on the chair, his cold and cruel eyes swept over the people standing in front of him one by one.

The two old people are Luo Biao's parents.

Luo Biao's wife looks very young. According to the data, her real age is similar to Luo Biao's. The appearance of a girl in her 20s is obviously caused by bionic technology.

Luo Biao's son is very cute, he is only four years old this year.

Fang Jialiang asked lightly: "Tell me! Where is Luo Biao?"

The entire building is controlled inside and out.There were as many as five bodyguards assigned outside, and there were the same number of thugs in the room.Including Fang Jialiang, everyone had an unconcealable murderous look, and at the same time they looked back and forth at the woman and the child with critical and evil eyes.

As long as no one is killed, even if the police know about it, they won't care.

Taking a step back, Fang Jialiang has every reason to prove that Luo Biao is a member of a fraudulent group, even if someone is killed.In the face of a huge amount of fifty thousand gold dollars, even if he cut off the heads of everyone in front of him, the police would only keep silent about it.

I am a victim!
There are very good reasons for this.

The premise is that all behaviors and actions can only be carried out behind closed doors, and neither the event itself nor various live pictures can be posted on the Internet.Otherwise, even if it is reasonable, it will become unreasonable, and even if there are acquaintances in the police station, it will not be able to cover it.

"I don't know." Luo Biao's wife hurriedly called out, "He hasn't come back. I don't know where he is."

Fang Jialiang ignored her and snapped his fingers casually.

A thin, caucasian middle-aged man in a light gray school uniform similar to the old days stepped forward, bent over, and approached respectfully.

His name is Braun, and he is a well-known auctioneer in Floating Cloud City.

This is a profession with rich meaning and extremely wide range of applications.To some extent, it is equivalent to the synthesis of many occupations such as accountants, actuaries, lawyers, brokers, and business operators in the old days.

The war tore the old world apart, and the remaining human beings still follow the original principles of the living circle.The Eastern Continent has never been the sphere of influence of white-skinned and black ghosts, but the phenomenon of living together still exists. Even on the other side of the earth across the vast ocean, there are also countless yellow-skinned and white-hearted banana people living.

Braun stepped forward quickly, and looked at Luo Biao's wife with cold, slippery snake-like eyes.He reached out and touched the other's cheek lightly. This frivolous and measured action completely shocked the woman.Her brain instantly went blank, and after a few seconds of short shock period, unprecedented anger immediately occupied every corner of her brain's thinking space.

"Damn white-skinned pig, get your dirty hands away!" She kicked Braun hard between the legs, and the extremely powerful mechanical force immediately impacted the spring cylinder.Braun subconsciously opened his mouth, his eyes protruded, his hands tightly covered his lower body, and his face showed a dull expression of instant numbness.

Two seconds later, he returned to normal.

The advantage of the cyborg is that it fundamentally blocks the nerve center's response to pain.Not to mention a collision, even if the spring column was cut off with a hacksaw, most men, including Braun, would just watch the thing peel off from their bodies with a blank expression. They were as strong as steel sculptures, and they would not even hum.

Exaggerated expressions and physical reactions are just a show.Braun is very clear about his responsibilities, and at the same time he has to take into account the feelings of Fang Jialiang, the patron.

"Hehehehe, as expected of a boxer's wife, it's really delicious." He released the steel claw installed on his left arm, firmly clasped Luo Biao's wife's right shoulder, twisted it back to a twisted position where he couldn't move, and then stretched out his right hand again to gently caress the smooth face full of infinite anger.

"The biological proportion is 30.00% [-]. This is a worthless slave and cannot be sold for a high price." Braun's stroking is not out of covetousness for women. There is an automatic detector installed in his palm, which can accurately measure the biological basis ratio of the opponent's body.

A person with a higher biological ratio is more valuable.

Fang Jialiang was noncommittal. He changed to a more comfortable sitting position and watched Braun's movements expressionlessly.

Braun's voice was ugly, as if some heavy object was crushing sand and rolling slowly from the glass surface.Although he speaks fluent Chinese, many people dislike the apparently engineered voice.

"Biology accounts for 11.00% point eight. Damn old bastard, you can't even sell a gold dollar." This refers to Luo Biao's father.

"Biology accounts for 15.00% point six. Can you still be considered a human being? You are simply an ugly steel monster." This refers to Luo Biao's mother.

Finally, it was the turn of Luo Biao's son.

Braun's cold and hard tone has no human emotion at all, and it sounds hard and cold: "The biological proportion is 30.00% [-]. This is a very tender cub, delicious, and the crisp and tender bones are very chewy. His brain can be sold for a lot of money."

Hearing this, Fang Jialiang let out an extremely rare "Oh", and asked with interest: "How much can you sell?"

"It won't be less than twenty gold dollars." Braun explained: "Cubs are not polluted by motor oil for a long time like adults. Their brains are very pure, and they are the best biological nutrients."

The focused expression that just appeared on Fang Jialiang's face disappeared instantly.He knew that children were very valuable, but the figures reported by Braun were too different from his expectations.

"Where is Luo Biao?" Fang Jialiang completely lost interest in Braun's valuation.In fact, he hadn't expressed any hope for it from the beginning.He stared fiercely at everyone standing opposite trembling, as if a hungry beast was picking its prey.

"I don't know. He didn't come back, he never came back!" The woman's cry was full of tears. She reached out her hands to the child desperately to hug him, but Braun pressed her against the wall tightly, unable to move.

Fang Jialiang frowned, raised his hand and casually pointed at the two old men, and ordered the bodyguards: "Tear them apart."

A few minutes later, there was a pile of scattered parts on the ground, and two brain tissue life support devices were placed under Fang Jialiang's feet.

As long as they maintain a stable power supply, they can maintain a fixed life state in fear, panic, despair, and helplessness.

Looking at the helpless Luo Biao's wife, Fang Jialiang said to himself: "This girl is not bad. If any of you are interested, you can come with her now."

The current technological means can make all women beautiful girls who conform to normal aesthetics.This kind of face modification does not require a beautician, as long as you buy relevant beauty resources from the city database, do it yourself or go to a professional beauty shop and let a robot do it, you can get a face with a beauty score of more than [-] points.

As in the old days, "beauty" is a very expensive word.

Although it is just a face, it cannot make the machine understand the real situation through verbal description.The computer only knows that one family equals two, and it will never have a special awareness of the word "beautiful".

Do you want to be a widow?The premise is that you have to have her photo.

It is not a problem to become Yang Gongru, the required resources are the same.

You can also have a two-way choice, left face Diao Chan, right face Lin Qinxia, ​​the key is to have money and resources.

The beauty resources in the city database are expensive, which is somewhat equivalent to the product formula of the old days.So apart from being born with nature, the saying "beautiful women are rich" is completely in line with the normal logic of the underground world.

Luo Biao is the steward of Hengwei Boxing Gym and earns a lot of money.It is also reasonable for him to change his wife's beautiful face.

Three bodyguards dragged Luo Biao's wife to the next room.The door was open, and a woman's hoarse scream was soon heard, and an extremely strong smell of engine oil wafted in the air.

Fang Jialiang stood up and walked slowly to the terrified child.

He grabbed his fragile right leg and pulled it hard, tearing it off.

The immature pain-sensing nerves immediately transmitted the terrible information back to the brain, the child's face turned pale, he struggled desperately in Fang Jialiang's steel claws, and let out a scream that did not resemble a human voice.

"You give me a good look, this is your last chance."

Fang Jialiang threw the child heavily on the ground. He looked around with cold eyes, as if there was a mysterious invisible person in the air: "Luo Biao, you'd better get out of here immediately."

"I know you're here."

"This is my last chance for you."

"I know you are a cold-hearted bastard and bastard. The life and death of your family is not important to you. Maybe you have reached a tacit understanding with them. Hehehehe... What I want to say is that this place will be bulldozed next, and you will be thrown out of the hole like a dirty mouse."

"As a demonstration, I will snap off your son's fingers one by one and dip them in his blood... This is a very good snack."

(End of this chapter)