Chapter 110 Getting Down to Business

Chen Ke let out a long sigh, feeling cold sweat all over his body. Entering the soul to synchronize memory brought him extremely high mental pressure.

Especially when the synchronization failed and the soul was withdrawn, Chen Ke felt like he was torn in half.

He supported himself with both hands, and sweat dripped down his cheeks into the soil. The interface in his vision still showed the soul with a faint white halo.

Chen Ke tried to enter the memory again. The surrounding things just began to darken and fade away, but suddenly returned to normal again.

A line of small words appeared in the corner of his eyes:

"The killer experience required for synchronization memory is not enough."

Chen Ke sighed. The so-called killer experience, could it be the experience of assassination and killer duel?

It seems that you can't do anything out of the ordinary in the soul memory, otherwise you will be disconnected from the synchronization, wasting an opportunity to explore the truth in vain.

Henard had conducted various transactions with the S Consortium in 2007, and Chen Ke could have known something from this.

He was a little annoyed by his reckless behavior in the memory sequence, but it didn't help. However, it's not that there will be no chance to continue to enter the exploration in the future.

Dawn was approaching, the sky was slightly white, and the wreckage of the taxi in the open space in the distance had been burned into an iron frame. Since there was not much grass on the muddy ground, it did not form a big fire, leaving only black scorch marks on the surrounding ground.

Fortunately, this road was too remote, and it was not the only road from Lafite Road to the rolling iron area, so there were actually few cars passing by, and no one called the police.

Chen Ke stood up and patted the mud on his body. The collar of his suit and shirt was stained red with blood, and his neck and collarbone seemed to have been washed by blood.

Although the killer had reported his death to the Si Consortium, if he did not return to the team for a long time, the Si Consortium would still be suspicious.

But at least, during this period of time, they would not send out killers again.

Chen Ke wiped off his fingerprints on the sniper rifle, and then stuffed the gun into the killer's headless body. The footprints could not be covered.

There are many things in this world that cannot be understood by common sense. Perhaps these strange things are a kind of common sense in this world.

Chen Ke has gradually gotten used to the life of staring at the countdown. He feels like the second hand on the dial, running clockwise without stopping, chasing the pace of the hour hand and minute hand.

After some twists and turns, Chen Ke finally got a ride on a private car after walking a long distance and returned to his rented apartment at 7 o'clock in the morning.

Throwing the pistol into the washstand, Chen Ke turned on the faucet and took off his bloodstained suit, tie and shirt. He wanted to wash off the blood stains and dirt on his clothes and carefully check his neck.

Hmm... like new, Chen Ke touched his Adam's apple with satisfaction, and recalled the tearing feeling caused by the bullet flying by, and still felt a lingering fear.

When he was resurrected for the second time, he saw a reminder of life consumption. Each time he was resurrected, he had to consume 30% of Chen Ke's current life limit. In other words, if his remaining life did not reach 30% of the upper limit, he would not be able to survive...

"Even if you can be resurrected for the second time, you can't use this ability as your trump card... After becoming dependent on it, I'm afraid you will die faster..." Chen Ke was secretly afraid.

People can have a way out, but they can't pin all their hopes on the way out.

You must always leave room for maneuver to be truly safe. The way out is the last resort when you are desperate.

Chen Ke looked at the blood on his body. It was all sprayed from his neck after being grazed by a sniper bullet. Below the collarbone, all the way to his chest and abdomen were red.

Chen Ke frowned. It was really too troublesome. As long as he had a fight, he would have to waste a set of clothes... After all, reality is not playing games, and you can still be clean after a fight.

He took out his mobile phone and called Lester. He hesitated before dialing. Who knows if the number Lester gave him is real.

"Beep beep..."

"Beep beep..."

"Beep beep..."

Chen Ke tapped the glass edge of the washstand impatiently, looking at himself in the mirror covered in blood.

"Chen Ke, I didn't expect you to call." Lester's awkward voice came from the receiver.

"I thought you would give me a fake number... Lester, does your suit shop have door-to-door service?" Chen Ke asked.

"What? Did you get that suit dirty?" Lester asked back.

"It's stained with a lot of other people's blood. I don't know how to wash suits. Can you help me clean it before the evening?" Chen Ke said.

"Give me your address." Lester was very straightforward.

"Then, Lester, bring me a whole new set, including shoes..." Chen Ke said.

"Well... Then I'll give you a new set according to the last size, but it's not free." Lester smiled.

"How much is it?" Chen Ke asked.

"With shoes and socks, a total of 4,500 Lianbi." Lester answered.

"I'll pay in cash when your people arrive. My address is..." Chen Ke pinched his nose.

"Got it. Don't delay things tonight, Chen Ke." Lester smiled and hung up the phone.

At about 8 o'clock, the guy sent by Lester arrived at Chen Ke's apartment. He was a young man wearing a blue uniform and a blue cap.

Seeing the blood-covered clothes, the young man was a little nervous. He put the clothes away, put the new suit on the table, and ran away quickly without saying a word.

Chen Ke shook his head, took off his nightgown, put on his new suit neatly, and put on his pistol, wallet, holy diamond and mobile phone.

At this time, Pihom called.

"It's time, Chen Ke, let's go to Prito Bank today. Can you come to the gun store before 9 o'clock?" Pihom said.

Chen Ke certainly had no reason to refuse, after all, this was business.

He hung up the phone and quickly went downstairs. Ten minutes later, Chen Ke appeared in the safe house.

Lucina and Hall were sleeping soundly on the sofa. The picture on the wall-mounted TV was the PS3 fighting game "Tekken 5: Resurrection of Darkness".

"They fought iron fist all night last night, and Hall didn't seem to win." Pihom said helplessly, holding his chest.

"I heard that they are going to arrange escape vehicles and routes." Chen Ke said.

"Lucina will go look for cars tonight. Hall is very familiar with Opportunity City. He will have his own ideas." Pihom said.

The two walked out of the gun store. Pihom was wearing a jacket and a cowboy hat today, like an old western cowboy. He drove his car out of the garage, which was a red Ford pickup truck. .

"Come on Chen, I'll take you for a drive. Seriously, you should get yourself a car." Pihom opened the passenger door and asked Chen Ke to get in the car.

"If it's really necessary, I'll consider it." Chen Ke got in the car and sat down, fastened his seat belt, and the two of them drove towards Prito Bank in Hollyoaks.

Thanks to Elian Black for the 10,000 starting coins, and Zuopai Thought for the 100 starting coins! Thank you to everyone who has been accompanying this book!