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Chapter 813 08. Transparent Bridge and Mu Su are in trouble
"Haven't you even heard of the number one underground gang in Los Angeles?" Smith licked the corners of his lips, showing a soft grin that would make ordinary people terrified, and gay men: "Are you a nice man? I don't think a nice man is." Contact the police, right?"

The taxi driver nodded quickly.

Smith leaned back in the back seat abruptly, showing his white teeth to Rohard: "It's done."

Rohard responded silently, and Smith didn't care.He decided that this honest-looking fat white guy was a tough guy, like...

Smith seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly: "I know! You are like a player in GTAol, cold, able to fight, do everything and never talk, right? I am familiar with this! Great man, We might be able to do something big!"

"Let me see... we could start by stealing cars! I know people who sell stolen goods, then go to prisons, rob banks, steal high-tech blueprints, then open nightclubs and casinos - I will be the king of Los Angeles, you will He is... the most powerful younger brother of the emperor!"

Rohard is still silent and harmless to humans and animals.On the contrary, the driver, influenced by the great blueprint planned by Smith, accidentally stepped on the accelerator several times.

"Our good man seems interested?" Smith asked imitating the tone of the gang boss in the game.He didn't care about a taxi driver, though, and waited for Rohard to respond.

Rohard's expression moved slightly and he didn't say anything, but the pop-up window showed that his heart was not peaceful.

[Reject Smith and take him back to the police station]

[What Smith said seems very interesting...]

【Ask him about the estate in Beverly Hills and the hundreds of millions of dollars】

It is still the rational option, the inner option, and the chaotic option. Surprisingly, this time, option three seems to be the most reliable option—option one is too risky, and option two is not considered.

Musu and his little friend had already chosen option three, and the transparent bridge followed, and then thought about another thing.

The main task of the dungeon is to help Rohard make a choice, and the secondary task represents that this choice has an ending.

Sounds like it would be possible to get Rohard dead to clear the level, and still get the bad ending in the side quest.But this is Nightmare Difficulty... Transparent Bridge doesn't think Nightmare Difficulty will be that easy, even though some of its choices are full of... novelty elements.

After all players have selected, the option box goes dark.

Rohard responded to Smith who had been waiting for a long time: "Tell me about your estate and hundreds of millions of dollars."

"So you're not dumb?!"

Smith leaned wildly against the door, and if the door hadn't been closed tight enough by now he would have rolled out of the back seat and been run over by some unlucky driver.

"Oh I forgot you did talk to me." Smith belatedly remembered, looking devastated—his dream ace was gone.

But this does not affect Smith's chatter.From the Commonwealth Bank Building to the Chinese Grand Theater to the West Coast, Smith's nagging never stopped. Fortunately, the screen switched several times, so the players didn't really hear Smith muttering all the way.

The scene changes again, and the taxi pulls into a street bordered by a dirty beach full of rubbish.

There were spray-painted garage walls along the road, and there were gangsters or scantily clad women roaming the streets.

Musu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, staring closely at the women in cool clothes by the side of the road.

The taxi stopped at the intersection without going deep into the block.

The meter showed the amount, and Rohard honestly took the change from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

"No, no..." The driver refused, not daring to accept the money that seemed to buy his own life.

"What do you mean? Are you underestimating us!" Smith yelled, raised his hand and took the money from Rohard, pushed the door and stepped out of the taxi, not forgetting to tease the driver by grabbing the passenger window: "Leave quickly , before my brother comes over!"

There was a sharp tire rubbing sound, and the frightened driver stepped on the accelerator and slipped away, leaving Smith waving his hands and coughing in a cloud of exhaust: "Ahem, I'm such a fucking good man, ahem..."

Putting the change into his pocket as it should be, he motioned Rohard to follow him, and then walked deep into the street.

There was an unpleasant stench coming from the garbage dump on the beach. Smith seemed to be used to not caring, and greeted the gangsters on the street like a local snake.

"Hi Russell, how are you?"

"Catherine, my little beauty... oh why don't you want to talk to me?"

"Long time no see Jimmy...Go to hell, bastard!"

But in fact, the players can see that Smith is just a braggart who loves to brag.

Walking to the end of the street, Smith came to the spray-painted garage, took out the key and unlocked the door.

wow-

Smith opened the garage door and ducked into the garage, Rohard following.

This was apparently also Smith's home, with household waste strewn around the single bed in the corner.Much of the garage is occupied by an old muscle car, alongside several mountain bikes—Smith isn't too skinny to be a biker—and he apparently stole them.

Maybe that teacher muscle car too.

"No, this car is my family heirloom, from my father's father's generation."

Smith said to Rohard, who was staring at the muscle car: "It's not worth much in itself, what it's worth is what it represents - think about it, my grandpa and daddy two niggers didn't abandon the family, it's an American miracle ! The Nobel Peace Prize was not awarded to our family is simply blind..."

Smith complained for several minutes at a stretch before remembering to introduce this place to Rohard: "This is my uh...temporary stronghold. You know, as someone wanted by the fbi and cia, I can't be too ostentatious. This is also our unspoken rule. I don't cause trouble, and they pretend not to see me. So now—”

He leaned on the heirloom his grandfather had given him, and raised his eyebrows at Rohard.

"You seem to have a lot of problems."

Indeed, three options can't wait to pop up in front of players.

【Turns away】

[Expressed interest in Smith's plan on the car]

[Continue to ask him about the estate in Beverly Hills and the hundreds of millions of dollars]

As expected, the lawful player Cen Yingying chose option one. Transparent Bridge hesitated a little, and reached an agreement with Mu Su, and eight names appeared after option three.

"Tell me about your estate and hundreds of millions of dollars." Rohard repeated.

"Wow, wow, man, that's just what I said casually, don't you take it seriously?" Smith yelled, laughing dryly for a long time and found that he was the only one laughing. "Look, I never..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Smith suddenly slipped out of the garage to look around for a while, then pulled down the garage door, and said to Rohard in a low voice: "Well, in fact, I do have a manor and hundreds of millions of dollars, but that was before—— If you will help me understand everything, I will tell you more..."

(End of this chapter)