Chapter 575 Feng Xue Who Can't Tell the Difference Between Strong and Weak

The lights are on, the neon lights are flashing, and it’s the busiest time of the Star Ring. However, unlike the bustling past, the most prosperous streets in California City now seem a little deserted. The normally crowded pubs and nightclubs are now a bit deserted. It’s even more deserted.

"Business has been sluggish recently!" The bartender on the bar placed the thinly wiped glass on the bar and stretched out in boredom. Although wiping the glass could give the guests a sense that the bartender did not It doesn't feel like I have nothing to do, but if there are no customers, there is no need to do this kind of face-saving project.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Who told us to have a madman here? But to be honest, since Sykes ("power" in Shinra language) debuted, public security has improved a lot."

The waiter in cool clothes leaned casually in front of the bar, supporting the table with one hand, and sounded a little relaxed.

"Yeah, no customers are here, how can public security be bad?" Compared to waiters who get paid regardless of whether they have business, bartenders are in an industry where they get a commission on drinks. Seeing that their colleagues have no sympathy, I feel a little agitated for a moment. feel oppressed.

And such things are not uncommon in today's California City. As a famous chaotic city in the Star Circle, killers in this world can be said to be a common industry. To put it harshly, one has to live in this city for more than ten years, and his body Able-bodied adults have basically taken over some job of killing people and getting paid.

But the problem is that when others become killers, they do it for food, but when Sikes becomes a killer, he kills people for food.

Even those who have nothing to eat without killing people are great if they work one job a week, but what about this person? One order a day, and one more order on weekends!

At the beginning, only some small bosses and drug addicts died, and naturally they had no names. Everyone just thought it was an ordinary trick, but as he killed more and more people, the target level It’s getting higher and higher, and the name [Sykes], who doesn’t know whether it is a code name or a real name, began to spread. Until last week, Mr. Heisenberg, a well-known druggist in California City, was on his way to a high-end club at night. He was shot through a defense line composed of more than a dozen security guards and taken away with a single shot, which completely detonated the city of California.

In fact, the assassination of a superior person is nothing in itself. California City also encounters one or two cases every year. The real problem is that this drug dealer has no business competitors, and he does not have any wealthy people. His enemies, like many big shots, would regularly send people with disguised identities to check out the assassination commissions against him. Even if someone offered a reward for him, they would only be small orders of little value. This is why most people living in California City The reason why rich people dare to show their faces.

However, someone killed a wealthy businessman with a net worth of tens of millions and a revenge fund for a reward that probably would not have exceeded 1,000 knives. This suddenly made the "upper class" people in the city angry. Everyone is in danger.

In the final analysis, the chaos was allowed because it could not affect them. As big shots and with sufficient security forces, they did not think that anyone would attack them for a mere order of a few hundred or thousands, because at the same price, there were better ones to kill. Target.

But this...

"Aren't there any better tasks in those days? I still don't understand how someone could risk millions of dollars in rewards for just a few thousand dollars..."

A few employees in the tavern who were idle and chatting away were talking about this, and suddenly a voice intervened:

"The news has been updated. It's not a few thousand dollars, it's just a 100-dollar reward that a substance-abusing idiot casually posted when he was bragging to his friends."

"Ah, this... boss!" The bartender, who was about to say how it was possible, suddenly came to his senses, straightened his body immediately, and was about to get the wine glass that was almost scratched by him.

The boss sat there, waved his hand and said:

"If you don't have business, you don't have to pretend. It won't last long anyway."

"Eh? Does the boss have any inside information?" Anyone who can open a tavern in California City has good intelligence skills. When they heard that the boss seemed to have some information, several employees immediately came over and looked at him with curiosity mixed with admiration. Boss, the boss was very satisfied with this sight, nodded and said:

"It's not an urgent secret. It's just that the revenge fund has been activated. In order to inherit Heisenberg's company, his son put out a million dollars as a public reward. In addition, many big shots have increased their investment. Now the total reward pool has been There are five million. Normally, this is a large bounty for dreamers or large-scale battles! Just wait and see, there are no living legends in California City. If this guy is smart, I’m afraid he has run away!”

"Dreamer..." Several employees who were no more than dreamers immediately cooled down the deserted store, and the target they were discussing was currently riding a motorcycle on the highway.

"Damn it, how can an order worth a hundred dollars and posted directly on the notice board be such a big shot!"

He cursed in his heart that this poor place didn't even have a task review mechanism. He just had nothing to do. He happened to see a small reward on the notice board and accepted it with the mentality of doing it. Now think about it, Those security guards are indeed quite strong...

Well, I should say it's ridiculously strong.

After all, there are only a few thousand visionaries in the world (and Hongying, which has the most visionaries, has also invested a large number of them in wars and local defense), and there are at least 10,000 or 20,000 in cities. In other words, most cities don't even have one visionary. It is indeed quite high-level to have more than a dozen high-level Shadow Chasers protecting them.

But who is Feng Xue? He has only played in the peak competition since his debut. He fights Shadow Chasers alone against a group. Without a certain status, he is not even worthy of his name. It is really difficult for him to distinguish the strength of Shadow Chasers.

Especially now, with more and more assassination missions, his strength is also "recovering" rapidly, and as he begins to get used to this kind of battle without using the structure, the feeling when he first left the hive returns to him again.

And that was the time when he fought Shadow Chasers the most.

"If it weren't for the inability to attack with the structure..."

Listening to the roar of the engine behind him, Feng Xue turned the throttle again, feeling very aggrieved, but the feeling of almost breaking out of the shell made him suppress the impulse to crush all the pursuers with a wave of light waves.

"It's almost time, it will hatch soon!" Feeling the changes in his G·I particles, Feng Xue kept muttering in his heart, not knowing whether there would really be an incubation period, or whether Feng Xue's muttering simply triggered the changes in the G·I particles. In short, some kind of power is brewing.