NIKKE, when the stars bloom

A few idle people in society.

These people were not uncommon in the bar, so Phoenix didn't take it too seriously. He continued to drink the pomegranate juice handed to him by old Roba, and then watched the blind old man mix the cocktails quietly.

Although he doesn't have the eye-catching performance of fancy cocktails, old Roba's way of mixing cocktails has become unique because of his blindness.

"Hey guys, I got some good stuff today, let's have some fun tonight. This one cost me a lot of money."

"If you want to drink for free, just say so. Damn it, you're playing dumb with your brothers. What's the matter? After seeing that rich girl last night, do you want to change your ways and pretend to be a cultured person?"

Behind him, there was the obscene laughter of idle people. If Phoenix didn't know that Ark had strict control over chemical products, he would have really thought that the other party was planning to hold a blatant drug party.

"Boss, give me a set of Rainbow Bombers and a set of Flaming Red Lips!" A burly man with a watch among the gang shouted excitedly, as if he was afraid that the boss would not be able to hear him in the small No. 5 Bar.

Old Roba was obviously used to the temperament of these people and agreed calmly.

After hearing the wine list, someone who is a regular customer of Tavern No. 5 couldn't help but tease softly:

"It seems like business has been good recently. We've already earned 1,800 yuan. Hey, old Rob, does Windsor have a boyfriend?"

"Go sit wherever you want. If you want to eat and drink for free, just tell me. Don't mess with my granddaughter."

Old Roba glanced in the general direction of a certain unscrupulous man. He was in his thirties and became blind due to illness, so he was not like a congenitally blind person who completely lost the use of his eyes.

"Okay, okay, but come to think of it, I haven't seen Windsor for half a year. Why, she's been at her parents' house recently..."

Before Phoenix could finish his casual conversation, he heard a familiar sound engraved in his spine, carrying with it the breath of horror and death.

Rustling——

Teng!

The moment Letcher's distinctive movement sound entered his ear, the man's pupils shrank like needles in an instant. Then, he stood up from the chair almost at the speed of an unconditioned reflex, turned sideways, and looked at the table of thugs vigilantly.

"enemy……"

"Brothers, let me show you the goods I just received today. I tell you, just this preview clip can fucking turn me on!"

Before he uttered the word "attack", the rationality of his brain immediately suppressed Phoenix's instinct and vocal cords, and even the pronunciation of the word "enemy" dropped to the lowest point.

recording……

The sound Letcher made just now was just a recording in the video.

"Boy?"

Even though the environment became noisy, old Roba's keen hearing still captured the suppressed syllables from Phoenix's mouth.

"Are you okay? Do you want some alcohol to soothe me?"

"...No, it's okay." A commander who had been suspended for less than twelve hours took two deep breaths and said:

"Alcohol's damage to the reaction nerves is irreversible, so I'd better not drink before I retire."

His heart was beating irregularly, causing Phoenix to feel so uncomfortable that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But as the person involved, he swallowed, suppressed his discomfort, put on a social smile, and walked towards the table of thugs in a carefree manner.

"Hey! What are you guys watching? It's so lively."

Phoenix was just greeting politely, his eyes already fixed on the phone screen in the green-haired thug's hand.

There were gunshots, cannon fire, explosions, and Nikki's loud shouts and desperate screams.

Whether it is the violently shaky video images or the noisy audio content, they are all telling the commander that this is a real combat record from the ground.

"Hmm? What war movie is this? I don't think I've ever seen it."

Phoenix asked knowingly, and very familiarly put his elbow on the backrest of the chair where the green-haired gangster sat, put on an expression of curiosity and amazement, and leaned down.

"Fuck, this is so fucking exciting, what movie is this?"

"Hey, this is..."

The green-haired thug was enjoying the show, and after hearing Phoenix's question, he subconsciously wanted to reveal the true identity of the combat record he had illegally obtained, but he quickly realized that something was wrong, and raised his head without even looking at it, cursing:

"Who the f**k are you?"

Chapter 30: Trap

"Come on, guys! Let's have a drink!"

As time went by, with the help of alcohol, the atmosphere in the bar was gradually heated up by Phoenix.

The bartender placed twelve glasses of strong liquor with pomegranate syrup at the bottom and flames on the surface on the table.

The syrup in the glass is high on the outside and low on the inside, while the flame is low on the outside and high on the inside. From a distance, it really lives up to the nickname "Flaming Red Lips".

"Drink! It's rare that we are all like-minded. If we don't drink to our heart's content...hiccups, then we will be at a huge loss!"

Phoenix used sparkling water instead of beer and sleeping pills as an excuse to stir up the emotions of a group of hooligans and brought them to a climax.

"Brother, I'm putting this out there. Whoever doesn't put out the fire in this cup in the middle and drinks it in one gulp, I'll call him Big Brother from now on. What do you think?"

This added fuel to the fire, and the idle staff were indeed drunk, and were stimulated by Phoenix's rough words, so those who were bold and confident immediately rolled up their sleeves and prepared to start fighting.

So, amidst the instigation and cheers, all twelve cups of Flaming Red Lips were poured into the gangsters' stomachs.

Real strong liquor has no aftereffect. After taking a sip, the drunk guy will fall on the table within a few minutes, causing others to laugh.

"Xiao Fei, you kid...hiccup, get on with it."

The drunken green-haired thug picked up his phone and said unsteadily:

"This thing is not... it's not something you can get with money... You, you know? This is... only people who have entered our circle... are qualified to buy... a treasure."

"Brother, there is still a circle here. I thought you got this treasure from the legendary black market. Then take me with you, and I will treat you to a drink in the future."

Phoenix laughed and cooperated by lifting the other party up high, like a white guy who knew nothing, which greatly satisfied the green-haired gangster's sense of superiority.

"You...ha, you are still...young.

Have you seen the video of Nikki being crushed to death by Letcher's mechanical legs? I have that video, damn, it's guaranteed to make you hard, with Nikki being crushed bit by bit, and then only a small part of her upper body is left, crying and screaming... I'm telling you, don't enjoy it too much.

We will come back in a couple of days. Xiaofei...you, you want to join the circle, it's up to you."

After that, the thug patted the weight plate on Phoenix's left arm weakly and raised his eyebrows:

"What the hell are you wearing? Why...it hurts my hands?"

"As for the monitor, didn't I tell you before that I've been taking sleeping pills these days? The doctor told me to wear this to monitor my heart rate and so on, so that it will be convenient for follow-up consultations." Someone smiled and lied as soon as he opened his mouth.

After hearing this, the green-haired man's eyes became more contemptuous, "Oh, let me tell you, you are too... too obedient to advice. Isn't that just the doctor trying to make more money from you? The doctor, he knows nothing.

Okay...it's about time, guys, pack up and leave."

"How about I take you there, brother?"

Xiao Fei was not angry. Instead, he became even more respectful, acting like a complete lackey.

"You guys are so drunk, what if something happens on the way..."

"What's the matter with you, kid? You want to go with us? I told you, you are still a little naive." Green-haired man tilted his head and waved his hands, looking a little annoyed.

"Brothers, let's go!"

At his call, a group of thugs finally supported each other and staggered out of the iron gate step by step.

The person whose flattering smile was gradually disappearing calmly sat back at the bar.

"Three martinis, six iced teas, two sets of Flaming Lips, one set of Rainbow Bombers, eight cups..." Old Roba calmly reported the bill while wiping the highball glass.

"…Finally, there's one of my cell phones, one of Brad's cell phones, and one of Brad's sports watches. I'll give you a small change, so the total bill is twenty-six thousand."

Brad, who was cleaning the table, heard that his beloved daughter was missing from the bill, and quickly looked up and added:

"And there are front-row concert tickets for Wallem and Noyce's autograph! Brother, don't forget them! You took the initiative to give them to me."

"Don't rush me. If you keep pushing me, it will be gone."

Phoenix leaned against the counter with his eyes closed, tapping the expensive wood-grained bar with his left hand fingers in a loop, letting the melody surround the much quieter bar.

Dadadada——dadadada——

that voice,

It sounds like an undercurrent beneath the calm sea, brewing unpredictable malice.

……

……

"Hey, boss, I met a rich guy today."

Clang!

The tattered iron door was pushed open, and the green-haired man who entered the house first staggered into an abandoned factory. He watched the boss start counting his precious stocks again, and said happily:

"Fuck, he treated us to a few drinks and then he wanted to buy the stock from us. At least I can cheat him out of a few more drinks."

"What do you mean by Kaizi and hoarding goods?"

The sloppy man who was called the boss wrinkled his fleshy features and asked angrily, "He's drunk like a fucking idiot. Don't let anyone trick him."

"That idiot who was ripped off by the doctor and still spoke well of the doctor is worthy of setting a trap for me."

Green Hair shrugged indifferently and patted his pocket with his hand. When he felt a familiar square hard object, he put his hand into the pocket with satisfaction and took out his beloved mobile phone.

"What else could it be? Of course it's the super cool Nikki's death video."

As he spoke, the fellow, whose hands were shaking slightly from drinking, swiftly activated the screen of his mobile phone, unlocked the phone with his thumb, and showed his boss the precious goods he had received this morning.

However, when the phone popped up five times in a row indicating that fingerprint unlocking had failed and that the phone had frozen, his brain, which had long been turned into a paste by alcohol, finally reacted.

"Whose phone is this? Hey, Lao Si, look here, have I taken your phones..."

Snapped!

Before Green Hair could finish his words, the sloppy burly man's palm as big as a palm fan had already greeted him in the face, knocking out his two front teeth on the spot. He fell heavily to the ground and fell into a semi-comatose state.

"Fuck you, who among us uses a phone with a bright blue shell? You are such a loser who doesn't even know you are setting a trap for someone!"

After saying that, the sturdy man actually took out the pistol from his waist in front of everyone, pointed it at the green-haired man's hand holding the phone, and pulled the trigger without saying a word.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

The sound of gunfire was like ice water, completely waking up all the drunks who were still in a daze. And what followed was Green Hair's heart-wrenching scream of pain.

At the same moment when the scream was rang out, the factory's main power supply happened to trip.

Darkness swallowed up the factory in an instant.

Boom! ! !

A few seconds later, a muffled sound was heard in a corner of the dark space, accompanied by Green Hair's shrill scream, which startled everyone, including the sloppy strong man.

Who?

who is there???

Chapter 4: Look down on men? (K)

"Turn on the flashlight on your phone!"

To have been in the underworld for so long without losing any limbs, Dirty Bear Watson’s brain certainly cannot be as stupid as his appearance.

In fact, this sturdy man's ability to respond is much stronger than many commanders. In just a few blinks of an eye, he thought of using the flashlight on his mobile phone for lighting.

But he had never thought about one thing: the original purpose of the mobile phone flash is to be used as fill light when taking pictures, so the angle of the light is quite large, and the depth cannot be compared with that of a genuine flashlight.

Under the boss's command, one flashlight after another flashed. The light was bright within a range of ten meters, but at around fifteen meters, the light had already decayed beyond recognition, not to mention the scene twenty meters away. Except for stainless steel, which could be observed with the naked eye by reflection, the shapes and materials of the other objects could no longer be seen clearly.

Twenty meters, this length is nothing for a factory, not to mention that Dirty Bear Watson's men are still huddled together. Even if you include the green-haired guys who came back from drinking, there are only two groups in total.

One group is a card-playing group sitting on the west side of the factory.

The other group is the drinking group not far from the South Gate.

There were clearly more than a dozen people in total, but after taking a photo with his mobile phone, Watson suddenly realized that there were only two lighting points on his side, and the covered area only occupied a very small part of the factory. Even the two groups could not clearly see each other's faces.

Compared to the pure darkness just now, this half-bright lighting method that completely exposed themselves to the enemy's vision further deepened everyone's tension.

They don’t know what’s hiding in the darkness. It could be a colleague who’s robbing another gang, or it could be a police officer who wants to improve his performance.

They had no idea of ​​the enemy's number of people and their combat style. It could be three or five mercenaries skilled in assassination who wanted to defeat them one by one, or it could be twenty or thirty minions who had surrounded them and wanted to rely on human wave tactics to kill them.