Chapter 99 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)

Beep...

The Futai car honked softly as it turned into the street, and the yellowish light shone diagonally across the street on one side, making the trash can reflect brightly.

The wheels rolled over a newspaper on the ground with a puff, and the black car, which was shaped like a cube, drove past quickly.

On the right driver's seat, a young man with a fierce face was holding a cigarette in his mouth and a pistol between his legs.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes slightly. This time the antique transportation mission was more important. Any suspicious elements approaching the moving Futai car on the way would be shot dead by the man.

"Huh?!"

In the driver's seat, the man suddenly widened his eyes.

The two huge headlights of the Futai car projected a large circular yellow halo forward, just illuminating the darkness on the road.

And at some point, a tall figure stood in the middle of the zebra crossing, waiting quietly like a stiff sculpture.

The light of the headlights stretched his shadow diagonally, and as the light approached, the shadow kept moving, changing and squirming.

"Stupid bird!"

The man stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car accelerated and rushed forward. He picked up the pistol on his thigh and loaded it.

Bang!!! Crash!!!

The man looked up suddenly and saw a huge black iron fist smashing the glass, rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes like a cannonball.

Bang! Crash...

A head exploded, and red and white sprays fanned out to the back, and the backrest was covered with a layer of sauce.

The man fell directly on the driver's seat. There was no head, because his head was gone. The right hand that was about to be raised also dropped, and the pistol fell between his legs with a snap.

"Where are the other two?"

Kaxiu suddenly appeared in the dark, swung his arm, and threw away the disgusting ketchup. He took a step and instantly appeared on the rear roof of the Ford car, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.

There was an empty space inside, and no one was stationed on both sides. On the car board was a pile of antiques covered with black cloth.

"Run away?"

Kaxiu quickly turned his head and looked behind him. Beka Street was empty. Not to mention pedestrians, even the wild cat that was sleeping on the trash can just now was scared away. He walked back to the front of the car in confusion, opened the door, and threw the bodies of the Sand Dust Organization to the side. Then he started the car and drove into a remote path.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

A Futai car with a severely damaged hood stopped.

At the front of the car, a deep long dent caused the metal to deform, and the positions of the two headlights were a little crooked.

Click.

The driver's door opened, and Kaxiu walked down quickly. He took a look at the strong right leg, the muscles and skin were intact, but the pants from the knee to the leg were torn to pieces.

"I have to buy another pair of casual pants tomorrow..."

Kaxiu thought to himself, and then turned off the lights.

He lifted the curtain and entered the roof of the Futai carport.

Turning on a small flashlight, he lifted all the black cloth covering the antique. Suddenly, a bitter taste rose in his mouth.

Kaxiu's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and touched the antiques one by one.

Soon, Kaxiu found what he wanted. There were three pieces in total, a large brass wall clock, a landscape painting, and a small porcelain bottle. The cold air was sucked into his arm inch by inch, and spread into Kaxiu's body like steam.

In the upper right corner, the words began to jump one by one.

"Obsession energy: 0.8→0.9→1.0..."

Although it was slow, the upward momentum was very firm. Until Kaxiu's arms were frozen and a little stiff, the beating of obsession energy stopped. Kaxiu looked at the upper right corner again.

"Obsession energy: 2.4"

Increased by 1.6 at once! Comfortable.

If Kaxiu remembered correctly, his obsession energy was 2.3 before the second time he went back, and now it is 0.1 more than that time. Maybe it is enough energy for the third tracing back, of course there is a certain probability that it is not enough.

But after the current wave of growth, it will not be far from that number. Kaxiu speculated that the energy required for the third tracing back is likely to be between 2.0 and 2.5.

It is impossible to exceed 2.5, that would be too much.

Slowly exhaling, Kaxiu glanced at the many antiques on the roof, and suddenly he felt something was wrong. Where is the pocket watch? Isn't it in there? Immediately taking out the antique book from his arms, Kaxiu looked at it while comparing it with the antiques on the roof.

He immediately found that at least half of the antiques were missing. This Futai car only transported half of the antiques.

In connection with the information obtained before, there were a total of three people from the Sand Dust Organization escorting the antiques, but now there is only one.

Could it be that he killed the leader of the Black Fire Gang yesterday and alerted the enemy, causing the Sand Dust Organization to temporarily change its plan?

Kaxiu frowned deeply. He was not a person who was good at investigating the relationship between events. He was better at solving problems roughly.

Immediately, a word popped up in my mind.

"Black Fire Gang."

The Black Fire Gang has been secretly subjugated by the Sand Dust Organization. If there are any changes on the Sand Dust Organization side, there should be a high probability that the Black Fire Gang will be notified. Even if the Black Fire Gang is the only underground force controlled by the Sand Dust Organization in Baichuan City.

I am afraid that the other half of the antiques will also be in the Black Fire Gang.

Baichuan City is apparently the territory of Ace of Spades, and the Sand Dust Organization does not dare to send organization members in on a large scale, as they may be discovered. So the Black Fire Gang has become their white gloves, no, maybe it should be called black gloves.

"do you want to go?"

As soon as this idea arose in Ka Xiu's mind, he immediately gave it up. There was no reason for a duck that had reached its mouth to fly away.

The two blood-accelerated realms gave Ka Xiu unparalleled confidence. Dodging bullets with his speed and reflexes was nothing more than a common occurrence. Even carrying bullets is not impossible, as long as it is not a heavy-fire machine gun, it will not be a problem.

An opportunity to obtain a large amount of obsessional energy is in front of him. Card Xiu may not be able to sleep if he misses it tonight.

"The Black Fire Gang's territory is in the West District, and their most famous shop is the Farmika Strip Club, No. 17 Mingguang Street..."

He murmured to himself, naturally not because he had been there, but because this Famica strip club was very famous. Many male coaches in Gray Seal Martial Arts Hall would discuss it while changing clothes, often with saliva flying around and talking excitedly, with lewd smiles on their faces.

At that moment, he looked very much like the old Mike at the front desk.

"Mingguang Street is not far from here, probably just over three streets. It seems that I may be very busy tonight..."

Ka Xiu got out of the Ford car and came to the driver's seat. He took the black pistol off the rug, closed the door and left quickly.

"Wow!"

"Ho ho ho!"

"Twist me harder! You'll be rewarded!"

"Hahaha, it's still comfortable here!"

In a slightly dim hall, excited shouts came one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of hormones.

In the center of the rotunda, a "⊥"-shaped dark red stage was shrouded in the only light. There were six or seven silver steel pipes evenly arranged on the table, and five strippers with hot bodies were twisting their beautiful bodies like snakes.

Under the dim yellow light, the candied and moist light copper-colored skin attracted the attention of all the old-timers. Their eyes were fixed on the key parts, and their hearts were shouting frantically to take off and take off quickly.

And every time a piece of clothing was taken off, there would be a loud cheer from below. There are also customers who are not short of money throwing money in their hands, which is a reward for the strippers.

Guests came in and out of the entire underground rotunda, and the number of people was always more than a hundred. There is also a bar on one side of the rotunda, where thirsty guests can order some alcoholic beverages. The sales here are not even worse than the bar.

Moreover, the prices of drinks at the bar are much more expensive.

However, how can the little brothers who are already excited about watching the striptease care about the two or three extra red Lebanese federal coins. The Farmika Club has the highest quality strippers, and the sexy girls are a weapon for making money.

At the entrance, a man with oily hair and a black vest walked in. He is about 1.8 meters tall, and his two exposed arms have strong muscles. There is a black tattoo on the upper arm with a flame symbol.

As soon as the man walked in, he stared at the stripper dancing on the table, whistled, and walked towards the bar.

"Hey, Rona is here."

Several gang members who were sitting on black chairs and drinking looked over and raised their glasses with a smile.

"Drink! Drink!"

As soon as Rona came over, he patted the table eagerly.

He's an old drunkard.

"What do you want today? Blue blood, Persian cat or lemon sunrise?" The bartender in a black vest came over and wiped the glass with a white cloth as he spoke.

Naturally, he was talking about some types of cocktails.

"No, give me a glass of Berninde Flame!"

Rona handed over a large-denomination note.

"Hey, you're a kid who specializes in picking out expensive wool! I really have it for you, Rona." A gang member next to him took a sip of wine.

The Famica Strip Club is an industry controlled by the Black Fire Gang, and all Black Fire Gang members can enjoy half the cost of drinks here.

Of course, you can’t drink too much. The limit is five drinks a day.

The Boninde Flame is one of the most expensive cocktails at the bar. It is very strong and has a lot of stamina, but it is delicious.

"You don't care about me." Rona sat down on the chair.

Then several gang members started drinking heavily.

"Ho ho ho! Well done!!!"

The whole striptease hall was in a state of excitement. It turned out that several of the dancers above had taken off their clothes and their bodies were completely exposed.

Immediately, there was a lot of applause and rewards below.

Rona looked at the stage and whistled, then stood up and said, "I drank a little too much, I'm going to the toilet."

"I see you are excited and want to masturbate!"

"Hahaha……"

Several gang members nearby burst into laughter.

"Go, go, I'm shooting with a cannon, you're the one with the pistol." Rona burped and walked towards the toilet.

After twists and turns, he finally came to a restroom. There was a mixed smell of urine and alcohol, as well as a sour smell of vomiting. It seems that the sales of drinks at the club bar are indeed strong.

Rona complained and came to the urinal.

Not long after urinating, a series of heavy footsteps came from outside. Immediately afterwards, a tall figure stood quietly next to him. Rona turned his head and glanced, and his first reaction was that he was so tall. This man was almost 1.9 meters tall.

The muscles on his body are also as strong as if he had practiced bodybuilding.

Rona sniffed, and he seemed to smell a bloody smell. But the other smells were too strong and not very obvious.

After a moment, Rona shook and zipped up.

Suddenly a low voice came from the side.

"Have you finished peeing?"

"Huh?" Rona turned his head in confusion.

A black gun barrel was pointed at his head.

"!!!"

At the bar, several gang members were still drinking and chatting. One person said: "Why hasn't Rona, the drunkard, come back yet? Did he get too drunk and fall into the urinal?"

"Maybe he's still masturbating in Shashasha?"

"Hahaha..."

There was a happy atmosphere in the air.

If Rona was still here, he would definitely look bitter. He went to the toilet to masturbate, but was masturbated by others.

At the moment when the gun barrel was pointed at Rona, he had no choice.

He could only follow the other party out of the toilet and pretend to leave through another passage of the strip club arm in arm.

Under the moonlight, in a dim narrow alley.

"I ask you questions, do you understand?"

"I understand... I understand."

"If I see that you are lying to me, I will pull the trigger without hesitation. So please cherish your life, understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

"Okay, then the first question is. Where is the headquarters of the Black Fire Gang? Tell me the specific address and the area..."

"..."

Five minutes later, Kaxiu got what he wanted.

Sometimes guns are more effective than fists. At least for ordinary people who don't know the situation, a black gun pointing at your head is much more terrifying than someone threatening you with a fist.

"No. 36, Feren Street..." Kaxiu muttered to himself.

"Yes... yes..." Rona nodded his head like a sieve: "I've told you everything I know, please don't shoot!"

"Of course." Kaxiu glanced at Rona coldly, then stuffed the pistol into his waistband and stood there silently.

Rona breathed a sigh of relief and just took two steps forward.

Click!

Under the moonlight, Rona's head instantly turned 180 degrees, and when he was about to fall, he was supported by a big hand.

Kaxiu had no intention of shooting, because the blood splashing everywhere was too dirty, so it was better to twist the neck to kill people.

In addition, the most untrustworthy people in this world are gangs. Don't expect these dirty and smelly rats in the sewer to talk about the spirit of contract, especially this kind of low-level small gang.

Kaxiu will not talk about morality with them.

That's useless, they can only understand fists and pistols!

After getting rid of Rona's body, Kaxiu's goal is quite clear: the headquarters of the Black Fire Gang! With Kaxiu's current skills, a group of small gangs can't stop him at all. It would be even better if there were people from the Sand Dust Organization present. He wanted to try how much confidence this emerging organization that keeps making trouble in Beiliu County has.

Thanks to the book friend Qiangzhu Armor for the 500 starting coins reward, thanks to the book friend Canxingshou for the 233 starting coins reward, thanks to the book friend 20220305001740326 for the 100 starting coins reward.

ps: I feel like writing, the next chapter may be a little later (hell time), so don't wait for it.

I will think about the development of the plot later, and then post it after running it in.