Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 319
Is he the Masked Man?

The players trembled in their hearts, and they all looked in the direction where the black shadow was escaping.

This is a legend, a super ruthless person who has stirred up the situation in several cities and has not been caught so far, with a cumulative bounty of more than one billion.

A fingernail on his body is worth much more than the entire team.

Such a person actually passed them by just now!
"Hurry up and stop him!"

"Those undead guards, can't you hear me?"

"Think of that bounty!"

"..."

In the rear, countless people shouted anxiously, asking the player team to intercept it.

Messy footsteps, shouts, gunshots from far and near, someone holding a flashlight, someone wearing night vision goggles, all chasing the black figure just now.

It's a pity that even if the player team does it now, it's too late.

"Hey! Why don't you guys do it?" An old man came to the road first, stared at the many players, beat his chest and said with hatred.

"Master, we still need to protect the goods." The captain of the player team replied.

"How much is this item worth?"

The old man's eyes widened, his beard and hair were stretched out, and he shouted: "If you can catch the masked man, you will have enough money in your next life, and you still need to be a guard to make money?"

"We didn't react for a while, sir, let's calm down."

"Oh, it's almost there!"

Looking at the direction where the black shadow disappeared, the old man shook his head and sighed, full of disappointment.

There are still many people in the rear, some of them saw that they could not catch up, and stopped like the old man, while others did not want to give up and continued to chase.

In fact, if the player team made a move just now, it would be enough to block it for an instant.

In a moment of life and death, one moment is enough to do many things.

"I missed this opportunity, and I don't know when I can wait until the next time." Someone held a strong flashlight and shone it on the dark area on the right side of the road, saying regretfully.

"Keep waiting. With the character of the masked man, he can't keep hiding."

"I'll go to the City News Morning Post later and publish some insulting news about him, and try to see if I can scold him."

"Then I'll go to the TV station..."

"..."

These people seem to know each other, forming an alliance to hunt the masked monster, each using their own methods to force the masked monster to show up.

Among them, there are locals, and some come from all over the world.

A few were psionic beings, the majority were still ordinary people.

They all know how powerful the masked man is, but they are all lucky. If they can succeed, as the old man said just now, they will earn enough money in their next life.

"By the way, are you sure that the man just now is the masked man?" A player in the team asked.

"Of course it is!"

Someone replied confidently: "If it weren't for the masked man, who could run so fast? Ordinary people can't catch up, but a psionic creature with special talents like me can't catch up!"

The player asked again: "But isn't the masked man able to fly? Why is he running away on the ground?"

"You don't understand this!" Another person said, "There is news from Zero Point Tavern that the masked man has been injured by a strong man before and lost the ability to fly... That strong man is probably the North A fifth-level creature."

"Are there really level five creatures here?"

The players shook and looked at each other.

In fact, they were all guessing whether Su Xia was also a level five creature?
If it wasn't a level [-] creature, how could it cut down those mercenaries as easily as chopping melons and vegetables?

If it is true, it will be exciting to think about walking with fifth-level creatures.

"The masked monster has already spread its wings and cannot escape." Someone behind said: "Not only the adults of the tavern, but also a heavyweight from the machine race."

"Is that Mercer?"

"No, Moser is still sitting in Coral City, and I heard that it is another one who is not weaker than him."

In fact, the arrival of level five creatures is not good news for ordinary encirclement and suppression teams.

These small teams are not competitive with level five creatures.

I'm afraid that the masked geek will be caught first by the big shots in the tavern or the machine clan.

At that time, their hard work for so many days will turn into bubbles, and the bamboo basket will be empty.

"It is rumored that the Anluo company has also come, and they have brought a whole set of stand devices, which seem to want to seal the entire city."

"The whole city? It's too exaggerated..."

Thinking of the stand device, the psionic creatures present felt their scalps go numb.

This is a device that can change the direction of the times. Once the position is opened, spiritual creatures will instantly become ordinary people, and some may even be inferior to ordinary people because of the disordered spiritual energy in their bodies.

If the whole city is really banned, what kind of terrifying scene will it be?

At that time, even the creatures of the zero tavern and the machine race will fall into the mortal world, right?

"No, didn't An Luo Company surrender to the machine race?" Someone realized the problem, "If they dare to seal the whole city, they won't be afraid that the machine race will ask them to blame them? After all, the machine race is all spiritual creatures, and they don't drink oil."

"That's not the case. I heard that they have developed an anti-stance device that can be worn by mechanical individuals and immune to the control of the posture."

"what?"

"This is troublesome..."

If the news is true, then the situation is really not good.

Once the position is opened, in the whole city, except for the psionic creatures of the machine race, all the psionic creatures of the other forces have become ordinary creatures, so how can we play?
Moreover, this position may be promoted to the whole world in the future, and installed in all cities controlled by the machine clan.

Thinking of that day, many psionic creatures present couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

"Then damn Anluo Company, why did you come up with such a thing?"

"It's just a group of lackeys. They have to study whatever the machine race asks them to study."

"Hey, let's talk about it when we go back, and think about how to deal with it..."

"..."

A group of people walked and talked, and gradually went away.

In the darkness in the distance, some people gave up chasing and also embarked on the return journey.

The players also returned to the car, and the team set off again.

"Om-"

The wheels are rolling, the engine is roaring, and the lights of Haima City are getting closer.

Su Xia has been sitting in the car with a calm expression, carefully analyzing the content of those people's conversation just now.

"An Luo company really wants to seal the whole city?" He thought silently, "If so, this city can't stay for long, and we have to leave as soon as possible."

He has personally experienced the stand device, and knows the horror of that thing.

Until now, Su Xia has not come up with a good solution.

Back in Fishscale City, he was able to fight back in a desperate manner, relying on the help of small nano-robots.

In order to crack the position, the fourth-order nano-robots in his hand were almost consumed by the explosion. If it happened again, the only fifth-order nano-robots he had left might also be consumed.

Such a heavy loss is unacceptable for Su Xia.

Su Xia looked up at the night, the night sky was still clear at this moment, and even a little bit of starlight could be seen.

But in the near future, the sky of this city may be covered by the blue of the stand, turning into a forbidden area of ​​spiritual energy.

"How many times has the masked man been hunted down recently?" Su Xia asked casually.

"This... my lord, I don't know either."

Cheng Men thought for a while, stared at the road ahead, and said: "In my impression, people have been chasing masked monsters every day recently, and sometimes there are even...multiple teams in various parts of the city, chasing several people at the same time. The case of the masked man."

"It looks like it's all fake."

"Yeah, I was caught a few times before, all of them were pretended by others."

The hunt tonight is just a small episode, and the team behind the hunt is not very powerful.

The chaos had just begun, and the legendary fifth-level creatures rarely made a move.

But there are some large teams that are frequently dispatched in the city that have level [-] creatures.

In the beginning, some people took pleasure in pretending to be masked monsters, amused many hunting teams, and caused many people to laugh out loud.

Later, a high-level creature took action and slapped several pretenders to death with a single slap. This matter gradually became serious, and those pretenders didn't dare to have fun anymore.

When the time came to 04:30 in the morning, the convoy finally drove into the urban area.

The city was brightly lit, and it was so late, but there were still many people on the street. The houses on both sides of the road were built after the war. The appearance of the whole city was much better than that of Coral City.

"My lord, the front is my warehouse."

Cheng Men's speed gradually slowed down, and he was about to reach his destination. He asked, "Where are you going, my lord? I'll send you there first."

"Going to the zero tavern, do you dare to send it there?"

"Uh……"

Cheng Men showed embarrassment. The situation has been chaotic recently. The area near the Zero Bar is full of high-level killers from all over the world. He doesn't want to be targeted by those killers.

Su Xia smiled lightly: "Concentrate on driving, let's go to your warehouse first."

"Yes Yes……"

Cheng Men breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, the convoy entered a fork in the road, left the city's main road, and slowly drove outside a factory area.

Outside the gate of the factory, Cheng Men's subordinates were already greeting him.

"Go this way!"

Someone led the way in front of the convoy and led them into the factory area.

The convoy was in an orderly manner, each vehicle entered in turn and slowly parked at their respective positions.

As soon as several large trucks stopped, people immediately surrounded them, opened the doors of the trucks, and started unloading.

One of the cars had several bullet holes in the cabin, and the refrigeration system was broken. Fortunately, it was winter and the frozen meat in the car hadn't melted much.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Workers moved in unison, throwing the frozen meat with crushed ice into baskets on the ground.

It didn't take long before the boxes of medicines hidden behind the frozen meat were exposed.

Seeing the medicine, the workers in the factory all smiled.

On the other side, Cheng Men stopped the car, opened the door for Su Xia respectfully, bowed and said, "My lord, this is my base."

"All these warehouses and factories in the park belong to you?" Su Xia asked.

"Yes."

"What did you do before?"

"I used to do meat processing." Cheng Men replied honestly, "Later, I felt that I couldn't make a lot of money in processing, so I happened to meet the business of redemption potions, so I gritted my teeth and did it."

It is precisely because of this aspect of his old business that he thought of using frozen meat to hide medicines.

Of course, there are many ways of Tibetan medicine.

In the coastal cities further south, some merchants hide medicines in seafood such as frozen fish and shrimp, and others hide medicines in tires, compartment interlayers, seat cushions, fuel tanks, tree trunks, inside fruits, and even cigarette cases, For items such as wine cans, almost all the methods that the human brain can think of have been used.

But even if all kinds of methods are used, more than half of the redemption potion will still be lost during transportation.

Some were robbed, and some were spotted by city checkpoints.

"My lord, my situation is considered to be good." Cheng Men took out a box of medicine and said, "Because I have been in the meat business, the people in the city's entry and exit inspections, intersection inspections, and meat sampling inspections in various cities are basically If you know me, you will give me face and let me pass."

Some people who are unlucky may not be able to be released even if they are given red envelopes.

"My lord, what should I do with these things?" Cheng Men patted the hood of an off-road vehicle and asked.

"Sell it, as agreed before." Su Xia said, "I will share half of the selling price, and you can discuss the other half with the undead guards."

"Ok."

These off-road vehicles are all general models, and there is no special mark on them. You can find a channel to deal with them privately. It is not a big problem and will not be targeted by mercenary organizations.

The rest of the off-road motorcycles, as well as some of the supplies in the car, can be disposed of directly at a low price.

As for firearms, bullets, shells, etc., Cheng Men needs them himself. He will value these things and give half of the total price to Su Xia.

According to a rough estimate, Su Xia should be able to get 400 million.

This amount of money is not too much for him now.

Before, just in the forest of alien plants, he, Sun Lang, and Chang Rufeng had touched things worth tens of millions just by touching the corpses.

It's a pity that the money came from an improper source and could not be used to build a school in Coral City, otherwise it would be easily suspected.

In order to repair the school, Su Xia sold several pieces of her father's collection.

"I'll go to the zero tavern and come back tomorrow to get the money." Su Xia said.

"My lord, go slowly."

"Ah."

Su Xia turned her head and glanced at the unloading scene over there, then strode towards the gate of the factory.

This factory area is in the north of the city, and the Zero Point Tavern in Seahorse City is in the east of the city, there is still a little distance between them.

At this time, the members of the player team hurriedly shouted: "Boss, it's not convenient for you to move alone, why don't we run errands for you!"

"Yes, we are the most powerful undead team in Coral City."

"..."

They didn't even have time to claim the mission rewards, so they followed one after another, hoping to have a few more conversations with Su Xia.

But in the next second, Su Xia's body turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

The words he left behind came in the wind: "No need, it's convenient to move alone."

Everyone in the team froze in place, looking at the direction where Su Xia disappeared for a long time, feeling a sense of loss.

After a while, the captain of the team gritted his teeth and said, "The boss will come back tomorrow to get the money. We'll wait here. When he comes back, there might be hope!"

"Yes, just wait here!"

For this rare opportunity, everyone in the team quickly agreed.

I haven't done anything these two days, just waiting here for someone.

On the side, Cheng Men shook his head, and said, "How can such a big man be approached by us? Don't think too much about it."

"Anyway, it's okay, it's nothing to wait."

Everyone is very determined to study Li Defu's spirit seriously.

……

Soon, it was five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was still gloomy.

Between Coral City and Seahorse City, in a valley, there are stumps everywhere, the vegetation is withered, and the icy drizzle is still falling, merging more bloodstains and mud into one.

This is where Fan Lu and his team members died.

At this time, the entire valley has been surrounded by members of Zero Tavern.

"It's here."

A new black umbrella was opened, and under the umbrella was a man in a wheelchair.

The man kept his eyes closed, his skin was pale, his body was thin, his cheekbones were protruding, and his eye sockets were sunken, giving him an extremely sick feeling, as if his life was not long.

He seems to have a high status in the tavern, with someone pushing his wheelchair, someone holding an umbrella for him, and many more protecting him.

Beside the wheelchair, a tall and slender woman said in a deep voice: "God stick, Fan Lu was killed here, it's up to you."

"it is good."

The man in the wheelchair nodded slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The rest of the people stopped communicating, and even slowed down their breathing, for fear of disturbing the man who was called the "magic stick" in the tavern.

(End of this chapter)