The 10,000th Rebirth

When Chen Luo approached, he carefully hid in the darkness and did not expose himself.

When he approached the security booth at the factory gate, two people who were obviously dressed like gangsters were chatting with cigarettes in their mouths, and they did not notice that someone was approaching outside.

Chen Luo did not enter from the main gate, but went around to the back door of the factory, then stepped back a few steps and sprinted, then turned over and jumped onto the nearly three-meter-high wall and jumped down from it.

After landing, Chen Luo lowered his footsteps and walked to the only factory building with lights on.

This factory building had been emptied long ago, with entrances and exits on all sides. It was empty inside at this time, and the sound could be transmitted far away, so that Chen Luo could clearly hear the voices inside even outside.

"Hehe, you are pretending to be stupid, right."

A teasing voice came from inside, and then he continued, "The boss is on the way, let's loosen his bones first."

Then there was a dull beating sound, and Nie Zhiming's scream came.

"Ah!! Big brother, spare my life, don't, don't hit me!"

"I know the rules, I'll give you any money you want!"

Nie Zhiming screamed and begged for mercy.

Chen Luo laughed outside. Nie Zhiming didn't know that his life was almost over. Even if he took out the money, this group of people would not spare his life.

Chen Luo leaned against the wall, took out a playing card and slowly rotated it in his palm, listening to the sound inside.

When Nie Zhiming was most desperate, it was time for him to take action.

Chen Luo came here specifically to save Nie Zhiming, but he didn't have any good intentions, just to squeeze out the last bit of this chess piece.

"Hey, how much money do you have?"

Nie Zhiming's forehead was full of blood at this time, and half of his face was stained red. Looking at the seven or eight gangsters holding iron bars and machetes around him, he was extremely frightened.

"There are more than 3 million on my card, in the ICBC bank card in my wallet!"

Hearing what Nie Zhiming said, the eyes of the gangsters present began to light up.

One of them immediately searched Nie Zhiming, found his wallet, and then found the ICBC card.

"Is it this?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"What's the password!?"

Nie Zhiming kept silent at this time. He smiled and said, "Brothers, I can tell you the password, but you must at least let me leave first, then I dare to tell you..."

Before Nie Zhiming finished speaking, the leading man took the iron rod from the younger brother and smashed it towards Nie Zhi's stomach.

"Ah!!"

Nie Zhiming screamed in pain and curled up.

"Tell me the password, or I will beat you until you tell it."

Nie Zhiming bit his lip and said nothing, because he knew very well that it would be more dangerous to tell the password at this time.

It was just that he was seen by this group of people, which made them laugh even more wantonly.

"Hey, are you playing the game of never surrendering to me?"

"Brother Wu, why don't we help him recall his past first?"

Brother Wu, the leader, laughed, "Go ahead and help Mr. Nie to be brave enough to die."

As soon as Brother Wu finished speaking, Nie Zhiming felt a crisp sound in his right arm, and a piercing pain came from his shoulder. He screamed in pain and his whole face twisted into a ball.

He wanted to struggle, but he was tied to the supporting pillar of the factory and couldn't get free.

"Ah!! Ugh! Ugh!"

Nie Zhiming's painful voice echoed in the factory. The gangster who had just broken his arm grabbed a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking his screams.

Just at that moment, the gangster grabbed Nie Zhiming's arm and twisted it back, dislocating his arm directly.

Nie Zhiming was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he couldn't scream. He was angry and scared.

While he was terrified, he also understood a little bit. This group of people were so cruel that they didn't take his life seriously. He was afraid that he would die even if he got the money.

After listening for a while, Chen Luo felt a little bored. The methods of this group of thugs were too low-level, which really made him lose interest.

Chen Luo thought about it, suddenly took out his mobile phone, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then recalled a number, and then edited a text message and sent it immediately.

"I need ten sets of fingerprint membranes and simulated face skins."

After Chen Luo finished editing, he added a note at the end, "Introduction by Jin Youdao."

In less than a moment, a text message came from the other side, "Three hundred thousand, no bargaining."

Chen Luo laughed and quickly replied, "Delivery location?"

"The locker on the first floor of Sun Department Store, Lianhua Street, Haiyang District, the password is 1596, you put the cash in it, and you will see something in it within a day."

"Deal."

After Chen Luo quickly replied, he laughed silently.

The person on the other end of the phone was Huang Weiqiang, a local from Yangcheng. He was in the rubber business on the surface, and secretly he was doing an illegal business, which was what Chen Luo asked him to buy.

The so-called fingerprint membrane can be attached to the finger to block the fingerprint and avoid leaving any fingerprints.

Huang Weiqiang's craftsmanship is extremely high, and the fingerprint membrane he made does not affect normal use, and it will not fall off easily even in the case of high temperature or intense exercise.

The most amazing thing is that in the future, with the advancement of technology, this guy can even put other people's fingerprints on the fingerprint film.

You don't need to think about the use of this, you can guess where it will be used, such as cracking fingerprint locks, such as taking other people's fingerprints to commit crimes and frame others.

The simulated face skin is even more amazing. It has the skin texture and skin color of real people, and it is very thin and elastic. It is suitable for all skin colors and face shapes.

The realism of this simulated face skin made by Huang Weiqiang can reach more than 90%, and the human eye can hardly see any difference.

Chen Luo used this simulated face skin to disguise himself as people of different skin colors, but he made improvements on Huang Weiqiang's basis at that time, and the realism was close to 100%, enough to make it look real.

Chen Luo can actually make it himself now, but it takes too long to make this kind of thing.

He doesn't have much energy now, so it's better to buy the finished product directly from Huang Weiqiang and then modify and upgrade it, which saves time and effort.

It is actually very troublesome to use makeup to disguise one's appearance. Even if Chen Luo is very skilled, it still takes about an hour.

With the simulated face skin, as long as it is pasted on and some simple makeup is applied, the original appearance will be completely unrecognizable.

When Chen Luo finished replying to Huang Weiqiang, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from the factory gate.