Chapter 457 Robbery
Hearing the stall owner say that his brother is the captain of the outer city patrol team.
The people around who were originally watching the show looked at Jack with pity.
Someone kindly reminded:
"Let's go, his brother is the captain of the patrol team, and he can cause trouble to anyone he wants here.
We don't dare to provoke, don't think of hitting a rock with an egg."
The people around also whispered.
"A flashlight is always more important than life."
"It's a pity for this kid's good luck. I don't know where he got the flashlight from. Is there any other good stuff."
Although the voices around were low, Jack heard them all.
His face turned ugly.
If these people thought he had other good things on him, he would not be able to leave today.
Sure enough, the stall owner also heard the words around him, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Jack was like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep, and the greed in his eyes was undisguised.
So Jack quickly explained:
"This flashlight was given to me by a strong man, there is only one!"
"Strong man? What strong man can a lowly refugee like you see? A fourth-level evolver is a strong man in your eyes, right?
My brother is a fourth-level evolver, and this is clearly the flashlight my brother exchanged from the base with his merits."
The white stall owner sneered:
"Boy, you want to rob here in broad daylight? Do you believe I will call the patrol team over?"
No need to call at all.
The patrol team saw that more and more people were coming to the stall, and they took the initiative to approach.
"What happened?!"
Jack saw the patrol team, gritted his teeth, and tried to save the situation:
"This person robbed my flashlight when the transaction failed! Sir, please judge for me!"
The white stall owner immediately became much more relaxed after seeing who the person was:
"Sir, this is my flashlight. This refugee has never seen a good thing, and he came to see it and wanted to rob it. What do you think we should do?"
The man wearing the patrol team badge looked at Jack and the white stall owner.
When he saw the white stall owner, his expression changed noticeably, and he nodded to the stall owner imperceptibly.
He turned to Jack and asked:
"You said the flashlight is yours, do you have any evidence?"
Jack saw the interaction between the two, and he knew that they knew each other, and the situation was not favorable to him.
His voice was also a little dry: "Everyone around can testify for me..."
The patrol member glanced at the people watching the excitement around him.
These people waved their hands to indicate that they did not see it.
Even the person who just reminded Jack turned around and left.
Before the patrol came, the white stall owner might have been bluffing when he said that his brother was the captain of the patrol.
Now that they knew that this stall owner was really related to the patrol, they dared not cause trouble.
They didn't even watch the excitement, and soon Jack was the only one left in front of the stall.
Because collateral was required to enter the city, only Jack entered the city, and other companions met him at the city gate.
Jack looked bitter, knowing that he would not be able to get the flashlight back today, and could only blame himself for his bad luck.
"Forget it, I don't want the flashlight anymore."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
He secretly swore that he would never come again next time, and he would not consider joining the outer city again.
What a bullshit outer city, when he was a refugee outside, he was at least free and independent, but here, a person without power and support is like a dog!
However, when Jack wanted to leave, someone would not let him go.
"Sir, this refugee tried to rob me and slandered me. Such a person cannot be allowed to leave."
The white stall owner's face was extremely smug and twisted at this time.
The patrol looked at the white stall owner, and after the two exchanged a tacit look, they grabbed Jack!
Jack dodged quickly, subconsciously drew his weapon for self-defense, his face full of anger:
"You have already robbed my things! I have nothing on me now, why are you arresting me!"
"Who knows if you have stolen anything else from me?" The white stall owner grinned.
The patrol team members drew their weapons:
"You are suspicious, come back with me for investigation! Anyone who dares to attack the patrol team will be guilty of a greater crime! Follow me, otherwise I will kill you now!"
At this time, other patrol team members not far away saw the situation here and surrounded from several directions.
Jack's joints creaked as he held the weapon, and he was extremely angry!
What a base outer city!
What a patrol team!
Is he going to die here today after finally opening the third-level gene lock? !
Just when Jack was desperate, a voice sounded from the other side:
"Stop! What are you doing?!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a fat man...Chen Quan.
Jack no longer expected anyone to believe in him and speak for him.
So he just pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, just staring at the white stall owner with a resolute look.
The initiator of all this today!
Seeing that the stall owner and everyone's attention were attracted by Chen Quan, Jack secretly took out the gun he got last time from his arms.
He opened the gene lock and pulled the trigger at the white stall owner's forehead at such a close distance!
"Bang!"
A gunshot drew everyone's attention to Jack.
Jack had hated this man for a long time and did not ask for his own life, but to kill this white stall owner and took the initiative to attack.
The white stall owner was also a third-level evolver, so he reacted quickly and dodged by turning his head.
However, he still couldn't dodge completely, and one of his ears was pierced by the bullet.
He screamed in pain: "Ah!! Kill him, kill him for me!!"
"You're looking for death!"
Behind Jack, a man attacked brazenly.
The white stall owner's brother, the captain of the black market patrol team, Gvas, also rushed here.
Seeing his brother being attacked, Gvas kicked the gun out of Jack's hand, and at the same time, the knife in his hand slashed towards Jack's neck!
At the same time.
At a stall.
A piece of gravel that was pressing the plastic sheet suddenly flew up and hit Gvas's wrist holding the knife at a very fast speed.