Chapter 330 Pretending to Be the Administration

Opportunity City, 4pm.

Next to the apartment buildings on Lafite Road, far from its business district, there is a residential area consisting of single-story huts and trailers.

This residential area is no different from a slum, except that everyone still lives in the city and there is no wall to enclose or separate them, but it is obviously not peaceful inside.

The residents are either low-level residents who do odd jobs, or various street pills. Lawless elements or low-end street girls who provide erotic services.

Pihom parked the red pickup truck near a trailer, and together with Priskin, they moved the boxes full of ammunition to the small house next to it. It took them half an hour to move everything.

After the gun store closed, Pihom hesitated, not knowing whether to move the safe house to Lafite Road.

After all, as the downtown area of ​​Opportunity City, it is still difficult to escape after making a big noise on Lafite Road, not to mention that the Administration is also located here.

The situation at the Holy Oak was not good either. It could be said that the most stringent security forces in the city were there, after all, the rich people lived there.

However, it was not realistic not to move. Before Chen Ke left, four agents from the Administration came directly to his door. Although there was no conflict between the two sides, Pihom knew that they must have left temporarily for other reasons.

The Administration must be watching them. It was not a good feeling to be monitored.

The two sat on a crate to rest. While thinking about moving, Pihom took out his mobile phone to check the stock market.

"It's terrible. I lost all the stocks I bought." He shook his head as he looked.

"You still play this..." Priskin said, taking out two cans of beer from a bag beside him and handing them to Pihom.

"Have you read the news recently? It seems that Norton City is on strike and marching... Some psychic industries in the Federation are facing hostile takeovers." Priskin said.

"Of course I know, but this is not normal. These Scarlet Phoenix people who want to do psychic business seem to have all come to the Federation overnight." Pihom took a sip of beer.

"Have you ever dealt with the Phoenix people before, Lao Pi?" Priskin asked.

"No, Chen Ke is the Phoenix person I deal with the most." Pihom answered.

"If the Phoenix people who run companies are as easy to get along with as Chen Ke, I don't mind getting in touch with them." Priskin said.

"You'll know if they're easy to get along with after you rob him." Pihom smiled.

...

Deep Anchor District, 9 o'clock in the evening.

Four Asian agents walked through a cold alley.

These four people were Zhou Yi, Zhang Hehuan, Jia Jin and Li Ming who were in the gun store before.

Zhou Yi led the way, holding an MP7 submachine gun with a square scope and silencer. Behind him was Zhang Hehuan, who had the same weapon as Zhou Yi.

Jia Jin and Li Ming followed closely behind, Jia Jin holding an MP5HK submachine gun equipped with a night vision scope, red dot and silencer, while Li Ming held a silenced P90 and a super shorty shotgun hanging on his waist.

The four people lined up in a team, looking at four directions respectively, moving quickly in the alleys with many forks, and on the roof, they were not crossing some black shadows.

Bullet shells fell at the feet of the four-man team from time to time, and occasionally the sound of the gun's rebound could be heard. The silent battle was going on. Behind the team, Asra's monsters died on the roof.

As the team advanced all the way, more and more monsters crawled out of windows, doors and various wall cracks like locusts, lying on the walls, howling at the four-man team.

While shooting, the four people quickened their pace and rushed to an open semicircular open space in the alley.

The monsters stood on the roof, looked down at the four people, and cast strange reflections in the open space.

"Get ready." Zhou Yi said.

The next second, the monsters on the roof jumped down and pounced on the four-man team.

At that moment, purple flashes burst out from the four people, and their clothes were immediately replaced with a complete set of ancient style armor, and scattered at a very fast speed.

Two long swords suddenly appeared in Zhou Yi's hands. He held one in reverse with his left hand and the other in the right hand. Then his steps intertwined and rotated, like a tornado of sword blades.

Zhang Hehuan held a silver spear, with a red halo on his body, turning into a meteor close to the ground, sprinting back and forth in the pile of weirdos.

Jia Jin carried a sledgehammer, jumped high and slammed it to the ground, bursting with purple flames, burning the surrounding deformities into dead wood.

Li Ming took a long sword and threw it into the air. The sword had a magical power, and it flew up in the air and rushed into the group of weirdos to string candied haws in a circle.

The weirdos kept emerging, but like moths to a flame, they were strangled to death by four people as soon as they left the stage, and a pile of incomplete corpses fell on the open ground.

At this time, the six weirdos hugged each other, their muscles connected to each other, making a disgusting sound, and they were merging.

The muscles of the two weirdos as the torso were partially torn apart, leaving a blood hole waiting for insertion. The monsters standing on both sides had their flesh torn from their ribs, howling as long white bones stretched out from their stomachs and stabbed in.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" The six monsters screamed in pain, twisting and merging, standing up more than three meters tall.

At this moment, a nimble figure jumped down from the roof and landed on the monsters' heads. It was a woman in a dark windbreaker, her long orange hair fluttering in the night wind, and her hands flashing with electricity.

The woman put her hand on the monster's head, and heard the crackling sound of electricity. White lightning and red flames intertwined, and the woman's pupils turned blue.

"Crack! Crack!"

The combined monster just stood up, and was electrocuted and blood flew. The left arm was broken and fell to the ground, and it was restored to the appearance of a monster. It curled up and cried, and the whole body slowly turned into thick water and knelt on the ground.

The woman jumped off the monster's body, looked back at the combined monster that was only a body left, and finally took out her revolver and shot it in the head.

"Bang!"

The monster's head exploded into meat.

"Hello everyone."

The woman put away her revolver, patted the blood and flesh on her windbreaker, and greeted the four-member team.

Everyone put away their psychic equipment and stood among the monster corpses.

"Eliza." Zhou Yi said, and the other three picked up their guns and began to check the corpses on the ground to see if there were any survivors.

"Not here." Eliza said.

"Then it's somewhere else. The earth is still very big..." Zhou Yi said.

"Have you come into contact with them? Are there any psychics?" Eliza asked.

"There is nothing unusual in the gun shop. They are not freaks of the cult of the spirits, but ordinary people... just a group of robbers." Zhou Yi said.

"How did you come into contact with them?" Eliza asked.

"I pretended to be someone from the Administration. They were very nervous." Zhou Yi said.

"Then leave them alone." Eliza said.

"Keep going." Zhou Yi nodded.

The five people packed up their equipment and left quietly, leaving only corpses on the ground.