On the way to Antana Street, Jiang Baimian and others saw a number of temporary checkpoints.
Fortunately, they have an intelligent personality Nava, and they have discovered the level a long distance in advance, allowing Jeep to take a detour from a long distance without being suspected.
On the other hand, these checkpoints mainly target vehicles and pedestrians coming from the direction of Antana Street, and are not so strict with those heading to Antana Street.
Therefore, the jeep of the "old tune team" arrived at the area around Antanna Street quite smoothly and planned a safe route back.
"Stop on the side of the road." Jiang Baimian glanced at the scene outside the car window and ordered Shang Jianyao, who was driving.
Shang Jianyao did not question it, and asked with a smile while parking the jeep on the street:
"Do you want to 'make' a friend?"
"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and asked habitually, "Do you know what you will do to your 'friend' later?"
Shang Jianyao replied confidently:
"Be a shield."
Han Wanghuo, who was in the back seat of "......", was confused when he heard it, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.
It turns out that in your mind, friends are equal shields?
After Shang Jianyao parked the car, he turned his body sideways and smiled at Han Wanghuo:
"To venture on gray soil, there are three essentials:
"Guns, knives, and friends."
Han Wanghuo could probably hear that he was joking, so he didn't respond, but asked instead:
"Why don't you go directly to the parking lot?"
In his opinion, what he needs to do is actually very simple - disguise himself to enter a parking lot that is no longer the focus and take away a vehicle that no one knows belongs to.
Jiang Baimian did not answer immediately, and said to Shang Jianyao:
"Choose the right person and try to choose the outlaws who hang out on Antana Street."
Of course, the outlaws who roamed the streets of Antana would not tattoo the corresponding descriptive words on their faces or put them on top of their heads so that they could be identified at a glance, but it was not so difficult to identify them.
Their clothes are relatively not so tattered, and they often have pistols hidden around their waists, and they have a lot of viciousness in their hearts.
It only took a few seconds for Shang Jianyao to find a friend's alternative.
He changed his baseball cap into a peaked cap, put on sunglasses, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the young man with a blue-black tattoo on his arm.
Out of the corner of the young man's eye, he saw such a guy approaching, and immediately became vigilant and touched his hand to his waist.
"Hello, I want to ask for directions." Shang Jianyao showed a kind smile.
The young man said with a cold face:
"In this area, everything is charged."
"I understand, I understand." Shang Jianyao put his hand into his pocket and made a gesture of paying for money, "Look: everyone is an adult man; You make money by guns and skills, and I make money by guns and skills; So ......"
The expression on the young man's face floated, and a smile gradually appeared:
"Even if you are a brother, you must have boundaries in terms of money, yes, boundaries, this word is very good, our boss often says."
Shang Jianyao handed him a Ore banknote:
"I have to ask you for help with something."
"Wrap it up on me!" The young man took the banknote with one hand, patted his chest with the other and said, swearing.
Shang Jianyao quickly turned around and shouted to Jeep:
"Old Tan, come here."
Han Wanghuo was stunned in his seat, and for a moment he didn't know who Shang Jianyao was calling.
He intuitively thought that the other party was calling him, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly.
Han Wanghuo pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked to Shang Jianyao's side.
"Tell him where you parked and what the car looks like." Shang Jianyao pointed to the young man with a tattoo in front of him and said to Han Wanghuo, "Also, give him the car keys."
Han Wang was suspicious and suspicious, but he still did what Shang Jianyao said.
After watching the tattooed young man leave with his car keys, he walked towards the jeep and asked sideways:
"Why do you call me Lao Tan?"
What is the connection between this?
Shang Jianyao said earnestly:
"Your real name has been exposed, there is a certain risk of calling you Lao Han, and you used to be the sheriff of Hongshiji, where a large number of gray people have the surname Tan."
That's the truth, but you're a bit far away...... Han Wanghuo didn't say much, opened the car door, and returned to the jeep.
When Shang saw that Yao was back in the driver's seat, Han Wanghuo looked at Jiang Baimian and said:
"You don't need to be so cautious, do you?"
You have to find a stranger you don't know to pick up a car.
Jiang Baimian laughed at himself and said:
"There are too many strange abilities in this world, you never know which one you will encounter, and such a big force as the 'First City' must not lack strong people, so you must be cautious where you can be cautious, otherwise it is easy to suffer losses."
The "old tune team" had learned a lesson in this regard, and if General Fokas hadn't had another plan, they would have overturned.
Han Wanghuo, who had been a sheriff in Hongshiji for several years and had been dealing with vigilant sects for a long time, easily accepted Jiang Baimian's words.
No matter how cautious they are, can they be wary of the exaggeration of the sect?
"Is that person worth trusting?" Han Wanghuo was worried that the other party would drive away.
As for betrayal, he didn't think it was possible, because Shang Jianyao had disguised himself, and the other party obviously did not recognize them as one of the few people wanted by the "Hand of Order".
"Don't worry, we are friends!" Shang Jianyao was full of confidence.
Han Wanghuo's eyes moved slightly and he closed his mouth.
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To the northwest of Antana Street, a six-story building.
A figure stood in a room on the sixth floor, looking down at the parking lot not far away through the glass window.
He was wearing a retro black robe even in the old world, and his hair was messy and extremely fluffy, as if he had encountered a bomb.
His face is slender, his cheekbones are more pronounced, he has a lot of gray hair on his head, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth also indicate that he is no longer young.
The old man always kept the same posture and looked out the window, if it weren't for the light blue eyes turning from time to time, he would look more like a wax figure.
He is Marcus' protector, the master of the "virtual world", Narcis.
He learned from a certain "Enlightened One" in the "Crystal Consciousness Sect" who was good at prophecy that the target would return to this parking lot sometime today, so he made a special trip to monitor it personally.
At this moment, this parking lot has been covered by the "virtual world", and people who come and go have to be filtered.
As time passed, people continued to enter the parking lot to pick up their own or worn-out or old vehicles.
They are completely unaware that their every move has been screened by the "virtual world", and they have no feeling that doing something requires the support of multiple "procedures".
A young man wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt with a blue-black pattern on his arm entered the parking lot, threw the car key, and according to his memory, looked for the vehicle.
His relevant information was immediately copied by the "virtual world", which was compared with several targets.
The final conclusion is:
No problem.
It took a certain amount of time for the young man to finally find the black off-road where "himself" had been parked here for several days and drove it out.
…………
The gray-green jeep and the dark black off-road drove out of the area around Antana Street.
Although Han Wanghuo didn't know whether Jiang Baimian's caution had played a role, he saw that the matter had been successfully handled, so he stopped communicating about this issue.
Following a winding route without temporary checkpoints, they returned to the safe house in the Golden Maisui District.
"Why is it so long?" It was Bai Chen who asked.
She knew very well how much time it would take to go back and forth to Antana Street.
"By the way, I went to get paid, exchanged money, and got the robotic arm back." Jiang Baimian said casually.
She turned to Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo:
"Take a break today, don't go out anymore, go to Xiaochong tomorrow."
Xiao Chong? Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo couldn't help but repeat this nickname in their hearts.
Who will be the person who such a powerful team still has to visit in the midst of danger? Which force in the city is in control, how powerful is it?
Moreover, judging from his nickname, he should not be too old, he must be younger than Xue Shiyue.
…………
This is too small...... Zeng Duo looked at the black-haired little boy sitting in front of the computer and almost couldn't believe his eyes.
Han Wanghuo was the same, and what surprised and puzzled him even more was that Xue Shiyue's team was partly playing games with the little boy, partly busy in the kitchen, and partly cleaning the room.
This makes them look like a professional nanny team, rather than being rewarded with tens of thousands of Ore, who have done many big things and dare to fight against the "Hand of Order", a dangerous team that is wanted by the whole city.
Such a contrast made Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo stunned there, unable to integrate at all.
The picture in front of them is as harmonious as the home life of normal citizens, sprinkled with sunshine and full of warmth.
Suddenly, Zeng Duo heard a cry of "meow".
And have a cat? She subconsciously looked at the balcony, only to see a creature that only existed in nightmares:
The blood-red "muscles" are exposed, one meter long, with clusters of white bone spurs on the shoulders, and the tail is covered with a brown hard shell with barbs, as if they came from a scorpion......
(End of this chapter)