Bionic Era

Splashes of blood.

The bullet exploded in the body, and the cavity effect caused huge damage.

The thug who was pulled by Lu Wen to act as a shield screamed, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Wen smiled faintly: "The accuracy is not enough, and the gunner lacks actual combat experience."

The meaning he expressed is very simple.

This two-story building has been stable for too long.

The shooter was not qualified just now, it is best to practice again.

"boom--!"

The only response to him was another shot.

The gunfire was outside the door.

This bullet came to Lu Wen's forehead.

But at the moment when the opponent pulled the trigger, Lu Wen tilted his head slightly.

This is anticipation.

So the bullet flew over his face and hit a spectator in the innermost corner.

"what--!"

Painful screams.

The fear of death made him cry in grief.

It is a pity that hot tears can only dilute the cold blood.

The guests on the first floor were scared.

They are afraid of death.

Lu Wen made them feel that death was actually quite near.

The blood on the ground stained the falling money red.

"The bullet came from behind me, 15 meters behind, three steps to the left, in front of the bar."

Lu Wen didn't turn around, his expression was calm, and he spoke lightly.

"Ten meters behind me, five steps to the left, next to the trash can, there is another person holding a gun at my head."

"Twenty meters behind him, on the first floor rooftop, a fat man is holding a sniper rifle with a cigarette in his mouth."

"Thirty meters behind you, seven steps to the right. Outside the liquor store, the semi-automatic rifle has been loaded."

"Behind..."

"..."

He seemed to have eyes behind him, and he could observe everything around him clearly.

Many black holes pointed at him.

Coldness and death spread on the streets.

Even if there is a body of steel, it would be quite uncomfortable to be shot like this.

But Lu Wen didn't change his face, he just asked loudly, "Why don't you shoot again?"

After all, he didn't move at all.

Standing not far from the door, his expression was indifferent, as if waiting for the opponent to shoot.

The first floor and the street are quiet at this time.

This silence did not last long.

"boom--!"

It's not a pop.

It blew up.

The man who shot the gun screamed, his face covered with blood.

The smell of gunpowder rushed into the world of blood and perfume.

Everyone looked in that direction in shock.

Bomb bombing has never happened before, and the probability of such a problem with modern firearms is very small.

Then think of Lu Wen's calm look.

They had to wonder, could it be the bomb made by Lu Wen?

But he was standing on the first floor, with his back facing all the gunmen, without any movement at all, how could he make such a movement?

Is it a coincidence?

Lu Wen, who was only heard on the first floor, said again: "Why don't you continue?"

Under the night.

The dazzling street lights flickered.

Some small black ants that are almost invisible to the naked eye are crawling quietly in every corner of this street.

"boom!"

Blast the chamber for the second time.

A gunman did not believe in evil, so his thumb was blown out.

The bones are thick, mixed with blood.

The entire palm was blown to **** flesh, and part of it was burned by the high temperature. The black and red blended together, making this hand seem to be planed out from the scene of the fire.

Humans have a limited tolerance for pain, so he wailed in pain just like the man just now.

This tragic situation made everyone on the scene a little frightened.

But they just heard Lu Wen say something lightly.

"carry on."

After all, he still stood calmly, without any intention to dodge.

This time even the thugs who used to block the guns were thrown directly.

The whole area fell into silence.

The thugs on the first floor hesitated, their faces were full of entanglement and fear, and they dared not step forward, worried that they would become a member of those broken limbs.

The gunmen outside began to doubt the weapons in their hands.

Although these hot weapons are cold, they may have been with them for a long time. In this chaotic place, a gun represents safety and status. Just like a slum, they regard their guns as closer to their sons, but now this thing is unexpected. Exploded.

The life-saving thing became the deadly thing.

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

Heavy footsteps sounded in a corner of the first floor.

Last.

stairs.

The people on the second floor got down after all.

It's not a mysterious place, it's just a symbol of power.

No one has appointed who should sit on the so-called two-story building.

This is a long-standing rule in the mixed zone. If you have the strength, you can sit on it. If you don't have the strength, you can sit on the bottom.

An old man in his sixties came down to the first floor under the **** of many thugs.

【skinny】

[The actual age cannot be judged]

[Ethnicity cannot be judged]

【……】

The system is honest.

Lu Wen glanced briefly.

The old man is not tall, has dry skin, white temples, and is dressed in ordinary clothes with ordinary reading glasses.

A pair of cloudy eyes were observing Lu Wen through the lenses of reading glasses.

Such a person, changing to an ordinary human race, can't take the heavy steps that he was just in.

"Oh, it seems that the second floor is about to change owners today. Old man, I thought I could have a good old age."

The old man didn't say anything cruel, but sighed in a low voice.

Lu Wen didn't speak, his expression was indifferent, but he picked up a backpack from the doorway, covered it with blood stains, and threw it away.

Immediately, a bunch of thugs stood in front of the old man.

They were worried that there might be bombs in the backpack.

Judging from the strong performance of Lu Wen today, if he really wants to blow up the second floor here, it seems quite reasonable.

"Snapped!"

The backpack fell on the ground and rolled a few times.

The outer fabric was stained with blood mixed with wine on the ground, making this backpack look a little more hideous.

A reformer thug stepped forward cautiously and opened the zipper.

It was empty inside, with only a few brackets.

"This guy Dong Fan belongs to him. He carries this bag and goes out to sell medicine every day."

He recognized the backpack.

There were not many people who went out to sell medicines and collect accounts on behalf of the second floor. There were twenty or thirty people, and everyone was fairly familiar with them over the years.

Could it be that Dong Fan provoked the guy in front, so that guy hit the door?

Everyone couldn't help but have such an association.

These thugs in front of them, and some of the gunmen outside, are naturally not the full strength of the second floor.

But more people are useless.

This person's fighting ability is strong, he seems to have eyes all over his body, every time he can avoid the blade that smashes him dangerously and dangerously, and the strength is amazing, the bones in the body of everyone, even the transformation of humans and robots The metal looks like paper in front of him.

The gunmen's guns outside were more like being cursed, and they exploded one after another.

How do you fight this?

That guy Dong Fan sells medicines well, why do you want to mess with this kind of person?

"Oh, old man, I don't usually discipline my subordinates properly, and now I am hit by someone at the door, it should be."

The old man sighed again.

As if lamenting that his rule has come to an end, he is about to be replaced by others.

But Lu Wen could not see the slightest fear on his face.

[This old guy still has a back hand]

To be able to sit on the second floor in such a chaotic place, this little strength is obviously not enough.

I saw the old man take off his reading glasses, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and put it on again. He carefully looked at the blood-stained backpack on the ground, and then said: "Dear guest, if Dong Fan does anything to you. Irrespectful things... I think he is already dead, and I am here to apologize to you on his behalf."

"Do you think I killed him?" Lu Wen asked lightly.

"Isn't it?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

At present, this one is still a good talker, and he doesn't have to hit the situation where there is only one side left.

If it wasn't for being provoked, with the character of the person in front of him, he wouldn't be able to hit the door directly.

What else can it be?

"When this man came to sell medicine this evening, his head suddenly exploded. There was no one around to do it, but my deal with him has not been completed yet, so I can only come to you."

With that, Lu Wen threw a gold bar.

Under the dazzling traffic lights on the first floor, the gold of this gold bar is particularly charming.

"Boom...boom..."

The gold bar fell on the ground and rolled a few times.

Even the red blood all over the floor can't hide this beautiful golden color.

The eyes of the spectators around were widened.

They all have a bit of foresight, and can naturally estimate the value of the gold bar on the ground.

There is no number marked on it, but only from the perspective of the volume, it is estimated to be 500 grams.

Many people think of their behavior of throwing coins after being stimulated by alcohol and music. The total amount of those banknotes is estimated to be less than half of the total.

"Dear guest, are you just here to talk about the deal?"

"of course."

"Then why..."

The old man stopped suddenly and turned to look at the side bar.

There are several bar counters on this first floor, but the only one that can be reached on the second floor.

So that one is very cold.

Behind the bar, the remodeled man has been simply bandaged. His face is pale and he has lost too much blood. He originally thought that after the incident here, he would find a clinic to get a good treatment.

The so-called end of the matter in his mind was to see Lu Wen being beaten to death.

But now the matter is indeed over, Lu Wen is still alive and well, even if there is more blood on his body, it just makes him look colder and indifferent.

Instead, the second-story building suffered heavy losses and was smashed into the ground, and his face was wiped out.

In the previous chaotic fights, the thoughts in the heart of this reformer changed from resentment to fear and then to despair.

When the reformer saw the old man looking over, his whole body trembled.

"Boss...I...I think he...he did it first..."

"boom--!"

A quick shot.

From drawing a gun to shooting, it is almost instantaneous.

Lu Wen thought of Duan Tiannan, maybe it was influenced by old western movies, or it was supported by years of experience, that guy shot his guns very quickly.

This shot is also very accurate, right between the eyebrows.

With such marksmanship, even an ordinary person can live a good life.

The old man retracted the gun and gave Lu Wen an apologetic smile.

"I know that many of my subordinates rely on the identity of the second floor, oppress the bottom, and have a arrogant temper. For this reason, I have warned them many times, but the effect is not ideal... Honorable guest, thank you for waking them up today."

"Speak up if you have something." Lu Wen said lightly.

"Can you come to the second floor with me?" The old man smiled: "There are so many dead people here, it's not convenient to talk about things."

"can."

In the case of insufficient strength, following the boss to the lair is actually a very unwise plan. This behavior is usually called giving someone a head.

But Lu Wen has enough strength.

And he is not afraid of death.

This is the benefit of having infinite lives, and it is no wonder that so many flesh and blood beings want to become mechanical creatures.

The old guys in Floating City asked many companies to study this aspect, but there was no substantial progress, and the two life forms could not be completely transformed.

At the end of the first floor, ordinary stairs.

Old wooden floor.

There are no luxurious decorations, no bright lights, just ordinary.

Lu Wen was invited by the old man to go upstairs together, followed by numerous guards behind him.

The many guests on the first floor looked at each other.

Someone spoke in a low voice.

"ended?"

"probably."

Until those footsteps became smaller and smaller and it was confirmed that those people had gone upstairs and there was no more fighting, everyone was relieved.

The whole floor was enveloped by the smell of blood.

They didn't dare to breathe before.

Corpses all over the floor.

The floor was covered with stumps and internal organs, the tables and chairs were all broken, and the blood on the ground was still warm.

This scene is comparable to the bloodiest horror movie.

Even when watching a movie, there is only one layer of screens across, but the guests at the scene actually witnessed a live performance.

"That guy is terrible too, is such a powerful force really pure human?"

Many people have lingering fears, and they still flash back in their minds the pictures of the hands before landing Wen.

That kind of cold-blooded indifferent, unstoppable look.

It's just a machine.

Pure violence, from beginning to end, the expression on Lu Wen's face has not changed.

Those who died seemed to be just increasing numbers in his eyes.

"A pure human being can't achieve such a strong power. I feel that he can punch through a wall with just one punch. Is it my illusion?"

"I think so too."

"I heard that in the high-level world, there are many genetic medicines, one of which can make flesh and blood vitality infinite?"

"Bullshit, can the bones bear it?"

"..."

People on the first floor are communicating in a low voice.

And on the outside.

on the street.

The voices of communication continued to sound, and many people discussed what they saw and heard crazy this night.

"I seem to have seen this pure human in the daytime. He is very rich and generous. He bought some...er..."

"What did you buy?"

"No...nothing..."

The man hurriedly shut up and shook his head.

He almost slapped himself.

He still understands the misfortune out of his mouth.

Lu Wen bought news about the world from him and paid a high fee in order to shut him up.

"Let's talk about something else, how did you say he made those guns blow up?"

"Has the pure human race developed equipment that can control thermal weapons?"

"But he didn't turn around at the time, he directly stated the location of each gunman, feeling that his eyes were everywhere..."

"..."

Within one floor.

The staff responsible for cleaning began to tidy up the corpse and clean up the blood.

Brand new lamps and tableware were also delivered to the door.

As the center of this area, no action can be neglected. As soon as the message was received, everyone began to get busy.

The drinks were taken down one after another and replaced with new ones.

At the current rate, within an hour, the scene will revert to the way it was before the fight.

"Guests, don't worry, we will restore this place soon."

"Please wait patiently."

Repairing the gate is a top priority.

This is the face of the second floor.

If my face was broken tonight, there is no other way, I can only blame myself for not being strong enough.

Many guests choose to stay.

They feel that they will definitely not fall asleep when they go back.

After the **** fear subsided, they found that their nerves were actually stirred by excitement and stimulation, not knowing if they secreted too much hormone.

...

Two floors.

Still ordinary.

Old wooden furniture, ordinary electric lights.

The wall was simply pasted with wallpaper, not even a picture was hung, and it looked a little empty.

The ground is covered with gray carpets.

The windows on both sides can see the red light and green wine outside. As the only two-story building in this area, the view here is quite wide.

Besides.

Just a simple desk, an old computer on the desk, an old telephone, a few notebooks and pen holders, nothing else.

The old man smiled and said: "The decoration is simple, and people like this feeling when they are old, and they make the guests laugh."

"It's okay, I don't think it is crude."

Lu Wen spoke lightly.

"The entrance to this room is a wooden door, but there is an inconspicuous depression on the top of the wooden door, which is almost invisible to the naked eye. Although it is painted in white, I can guess that it should be a metal gate."

"There is wallpaper on the wall without too much decoration. Ordinary people will not notice, but I think if you press or turn a button under your desk, the wall will turn over and various weapons are hung in it. "

"Before I came in, I did a simple calculation of the height of this two-story building. The ceiling of this room is about one meter away from the top of the roof. I think there should be some kind of weapon or escape device hidden inside."

"As for the floor, there is no carpet on the entire first floor and the stairs that come up, and there is no corridor outside. You even keep saying that the decoration is simple. This expensive carpet is actually against the peace. If you open it..."

"..."

Following Lu Wen's statement, the smile on the old man's face obviously began to stiffen.

The second floor is his confidence.

It is difficult for anyone to escape here.

But Lu Wen just looked calm, as if all the threats here were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Honorable guest, I have no plans to do anything with you." The old man said seriously.

"I know." Lu Wen replied calmly.

An assistant brought a stool for him.

The visitor was a guest, and Lu Wen didn't pay much attention to it, so he sat down.

The two sat on either side of the desk.

The old man took the treasured low-alcohol wine from his assistant, poured a glass for Lu Wen, and the pale golden wine slowly swirled in the glass.

Drinking when talking about things is a custom in every place.

He handed the wine glass to Lu Wen and said with a smile: "My distinguished guests, my subordinates are not very sensible. I hope that after you have taught them, you have calmed down so that we can seriously discuss the transaction."

Lu Wen took the wine glass and asked faintly: "I think the transaction we are talking about is not the same transaction."

"Of course." The old man gestured to Lu Wen with a toast, and then drank it. He put down the glass and continued: "My deal ~www.NovelMTL.com~ may be bigger than what you said."

"I don't think I am interested."

With no expression on Lu Wen's face, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one fell swoop.

"Guests from afar, your observation ability is very strong, and you are very cautious." The old man looked at Lu Wen and said: "Your power is also very strong. I have heard that the high-level world has genetic drugs that can increase the vitality of flesh and blood."

"Do you think I have used that kind of medicine?"

"No, those are just false rumors."

The old man smiled and pointed to the empty wine glass.

"Take the guest's caution, if you are really a flesh and blood life, you will not drink this glass of wine."

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