From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

"Hey girls, wanna earn some extra cash?"

After a brief silence, screams echoed across the square. The two girls broke free from each other's arms and ran away hastily. When they looked back and saw that Xiao Miao was good-looking, their screams immediately subsided, but they still looked disgusted.

You're such a handsome guy, why are you such a pervert?

Xiao Miao didn't care and continued searching for a target.

After several harassments, two thugs patrolling the area stopped Xiao Miao: "Buddy, now's not the time to have fun."

The two pointed to the sun, which had just risen, their meaning clear.

Who has such strong desires so early in the morning?

Xiao Miao glanced at the two of them, noticed the star and moon tattoo on his arm, and immediately sneered, "I'm doing it because I want to, what's it to you?"

After saying that, he turned and left to continue his search for a target.

Star and crescent tattoos are a symbol of Albanian gangs.

The two thugs weren't angry. After exchanging a glance, they quickened their pace and stopped Xiao Miao again.

"You can't do this. You'll attract the cops soon. If you really want to have some fun, come with us."

Xiao Miao narrowed his eyes and sized up the two of them: "Come on, I'm not gay, don't get involved!"

"......" x2

"F*ck, what kind of comprehension do you have? I mean we have girls over there, lots of them! Do you understand?!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I thought we'd run into two perverts."

"...That's enough, come with us."

The thugs drove Xiao Miao to a construction site. Xiao Miao stopped at the entrance, looking wary: "This isn't right, is it? I'm done. I'm leaving."

"Don't rush!" The thug stopped Xiao Miao and whistled into the construction site. A corner of the shed on the left side of the construction site was lifted, revealing several scantily clad women.

"So that's how it is. You guys actually hid in the construction site. You really know how to play games." Xiao Miao revealed a lewd smile and followed the thugs into the shed.

Instantly, a foul stench assaulted Xiao Miao's senses, nearly causing her to vomit. She forced herself to calm her churning stomach and, led by the thugs, entered a shabby private room.

There was only one bed in the room, and a woman lay on it in a daze, her arms covered with needle marks.

Drugs are the most common trick used by gangs to control these women; the three evils of prostitution, gambling, and drugs are inseparable.

Xiao Miao wished he could kill these thugs right now, but his goal was to save people. Before successfully rescuing Keno, he wanted to let these gang members enjoy their last few days of freedom.

"What kind of trash are you all? Get a different one."

Xiao Miao used the excuse of dissatisfaction to replace the thugs. After a few times, the thugs became impatient, and their leader stepped in to warn Xiao Miao not to cause trouble.

Xiao Miao threw a wad of euros at the other man's face, declaring that he wanted high-end goods and shouldn't be fooled by cheap knock-offs. His confident demeanor left the leader of the thugs unsure of what to do.

Being so arrogant on someone else's turf, he must be either an idiot or a big shot. After hesitating for a while, the leader of the thugs had his men take Xiao Miao to other places to inspect the goods.

After looking around, Xiao Miao confirmed that the gold had already been resold, and then said that he didn't like any of them. He asked if there were any virgins who had never been with anyone, and that the price was negotiable.

The leader of the thugs sneered, stating that virgins were a commodity exclusively for the big shots, and Xiao Miao was not qualified to enjoy them. He rudely withheld the wad of euros Xiao Miao had thrown out as payment for prostitution, and ordered his underlings to kick Xiao Miao out of the establishment.

Having achieved his goal, Xiao Miao cursed a few times and turned to leave, meeting up with Brian in the evening.

Brian looked terrible, probably because the investigation wasn't making much progress.

The facts were largely consistent with Xiao Miao's guess. After getting off the plane, Brian went to the hotel where his daughter was arrested as soon as possible, found the crushed cell phone, and successfully identified a suspect through the photos on the memory card.

Unfortunately, Brian was getting old, or perhaps he was too eager to save his daughter and quickly interrogated her to find out where she was. He failed to notice the approaching suspects and their accomplices. After a struggle, the main suspect took the opportunity to escape and was taken to hell by a truck on the way.

Brian had no choice but to seek help from his former colleague, now the deputy director of the French Internal Security Agency. Little did he know that his friend was now also part of a network of interests and was only wary of Brian.

"How's it going on your end?" Brian asked casually while considering the next steps in the investigation.

"I'm making good progress here, I'll be finding your daughter soon," Xiao Miao replied casually.

Brian: "???"

He hadn't held out much hope for Xiao Miao; after all, she was an assassin, not a special agent. He'd only asked about the progress instinctively, but he hadn't expected such an unexpected gain!

Isn't this progress too fast!

"Tell me more details!" Brian pressed immediately, his tone urgent.

Xiao Miao didn't keep them in suspense and immediately said, "That group of Albanians is quite large. They're based in the Pigalle district and the Klichmen area, and they control four underground brothels. I've seen them all."

"Of course, none of that matters. What matters is that they only use secondhand goods to serve customers. Virgins are a precious resource to them. Do you understand what I mean?"

Brian understood immediately: "Gold still has value; she's safe for now!"

"That's right. Beautiful virgins are a tool for Albanians to bribe their superiors. They've already resold your daughter to a white glove who serves important figures."

Brian narrowed his eyes, and the direction of the subsequent investigation became clear instantly. Time was of the essence, and he decided to go and catch up with his old friend again.

Brian left in a hurry, then returned a few seconds later, looking directly at Xiao Miao and saying solemnly, "Thank you, I owe you a favor."

[Character: Brian Mills]

[Current Synergy: Level 3]

[Draw Cost: 60 Fate Points]

Xiao Miao waved his hand casually: "It's just a matter of getting paid to do a job."

Brian didn't say anything more. He was a man who wasn't good with words. After keeping this in mind, he turned and left in a hurry.

The interrogation and reminiscing process need no further elaboration; the old friend and his family fell into a deep sleep, and Brian got the information he wanted.

The white glove, named St. Clay, will be hosting a private salon tomorrow night at 8 p.m., along with a shady auction to send beautiful virgins abducted from around the world into the arms of powerful figures.

Because Xiao Miao's intelligence was very timely, Brian had more time than in the original movie plot. The two of them discussed it and decided to launch a surprise attack on the auction tonight.

The auction took place at St. Clay's private residence, where completely enclosed black cars were constantly coming and going, transporting illicit goods to and from the residence.

It's highly likely to be the item up for auction tomorrow!

A retired CIA ace agent and a rookie assassin with more than twice the physical abilities of an average person storm a private residence together. Although their teamwork is a bit clumsy, their infiltration progresses rapidly!

The guards inside the mansion were no match for the intruders until the basement was breached. A dozen guards rushed into the basement, and then...

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

Xiao Miao and Brian unleashed a barrage of fire, killing more than a dozen guards on the spot. Brian ducked back behind the wall, his eyes wide: "Are all the assassins at the Continental Hotel this good with their guns?"

"No, that's not true. My marksmanship is only average; strength is my forte," Xiao Miao said modestly.

Brian, of course, didn't believe it. He firmly believed that Xiao Miao didn't want to reveal his secrets, which was normal. One must always maintain an air of mystery, or one is not far from death.

After a brief conversation, the two waited quietly for the next wave of guards to attack, only to hear footsteps quickly receding into the distance and finally disappearing completely.

What's going on?