The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

"boom!"

One shot, a precise headshot.

The skinny man leaning against the wall didn't even realize the enemy was there before he collapsed straight down.

Gunshots rang out instantly.

The remaining four reacted instantly, and bullets flew like raindrops.

David was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his skin and quickly hid to the side.

Bro, do you have to be so aggressive?

He suddenly regretted coming out with the other person.

If his mother found out, he'd be beaten to death!

But since he'd already followed him all this way, he wasn't exactly an ungrateful person.

Watching Lu Qianwei calmly dodge and decisively strike amidst the hail of bullets, he felt a restlessness deep down.

This was a thrill he had never experienced before, a passion for breaking the rules.

He always admired those who dared to fight and carve out their own path in the chaos.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A few more gunshots rang out, and then everything returned to calm, except for the trembling company employee who squatted on the ground, too afraid to look up.

Of the remaining Five Claws gang members, only Kameda Jiro remained lying on the ground, barely alive.

"Who...who are you...what have we done to offend you?"

“No, but you can go and ask the soldiers you killed more than a hundred years ago.” Lu Qianwei said calmly, the hot barrel of the gun pointed emotionlessly at his head.

The dying Kameda Jiro felt extremely aggrieved, and I thought to myself, what does this have to do with him?!

However, a gunshot ultimately silenced him forever.

Lu Qianwei casually blew out a puff of white smoke from the gun barrel.

He smiled knowingly as he watched David rush over from the nearby bunker.

This kid is definitely not one to accept the status quo.

"Lu, with members of the Tiger Claw Gang already around, we'll easily become targets!"

"Don't worry, these criminal gangs won't last long," Lu Qianwei reassured David, patting him on the shoulder.

After playing around for a while, he will eventually open the portal and attract the multi-dimensional alliance.

If I stay here too long without going back to let you know I'm safe, things will definitely get messy.

And in order to develop, they certainly won't allow any company to be above the country.

Needless to say, those gangs were dealt with; those who needed to be arrested were arrested, and those who needed to be swept away were swept away.

Lu Qianwei skillfully examined the corpses and found a car key on the waist of one of them.

After thinking about it, he put the Five Claws Gang's guns and knives into his spatial storage.

Even if the weapons are inferior, these items still have considerable collectible value.

He stood up and walked towards the car with the White Tiger Gang logo painted on it under the overpass.

He smiled and waved at David: "Come on, David, I'll take you to a great place!"

Chapter 195 Rebirth Bar

The Rebirth Bar is a significant mercenary stronghold located deep within Chinatown in the Watson District.

This place was originally a morgue, but it was later taken over by the legendary mercenary Rogge and transformed into a gathering place for the city's top fringe travelers and middlemen.

David had heard of this well-known story before.

only……

Looking at the mercenaries coming and going around them, David nervously looked at Lu Qianwei: "Brother, is it okay for us to go in like this?"

He was now completely convinced of the older brother he had taken in.

"Don't worry, a god-level mercenary like me isn't afraid of him not giving me face."

"There's no such title."

"It didn't exist before, but it does now."

"..."

The two descended the old steps and arrived at the bar entrance.

A burly man strode forward and blocked their path with his arm.

The man was covered in a combat cybernetic body that gleamed with a cold light. His neck and arms were covered with grotesque modified interfaces as he scanned Lu Qianwei and the reserved David beside him.

“The Rebirth Bar isn’t a place where just anyone can walk in,” he said in a deep voice, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on Lu Qianwei.

"A complete nobody like you should go back home as soon as possible, especially someone like you with no official identity..."

Before he could finish speaking, the two of them had vanished from sight in an instant.

Emeric Brunson glanced at the closed door behind him...

Okay, he's already used bullet time, so he won't care anymore.

His main role is to stop those who are incompetent.

"Was that bullet time just now?"

"Wait, you don't have any prosthetics at all, bro! How did you do that?!"

"That's absolutely awesome!"

No wonder David was startled; Lu Qianwei simply put his hand on David's shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, they were standing inside the noisy interior of the Laisheng Bar.

"Hey, don't get excited, these are just some small tricks." Lu Qianwei rubbed his nose with his finger, feeling quite accomplished in showing off in front of his underlings.

“Let’s go to the other side. You can call out now, and everyone will look over here.”

Upon hearing this, David turned his head and, sure enough, saw the gazes of the various mercenaries who had been chatting, playing with their weapons, and wiping their cybernetic bodies sweep over him.

David instinctively moved his neck closer to Lu Qianwei and whispered, "Brother, what are we going to do?"

"You're not going to drink, are you? I don't have that much money on me."

"Money is a small problem," Lu Qianwei waved his hand casually.

I remember a bottle of pure natural honey was worth 30 euros, and he had a lot of daily necessities in his space plus a bunch of bracelets.

Even without considering preparations for extreme environments, superhumans will consume large amounts of food to replenish their energy as their strength increases.

Therefore, if we were to say what's most abundant in this space besides weapons and explosives, it would be food.

However, if you want to sell these, you'll have to find Queen Roger, who lives here.

Just as he was considering whether to find out the location and then teleport to it,

The mercenaries laughing and joking in a corner caught his attention.

Lu Qianwei's gaze swept over the scrutinizing eyes around him and found several familiar faces sitting on the leather booth.

At the very top sat a tall and muscular man.

His cheeks were covered with a dark, cold metallic prosthetic face, his bare arms were intertwined with metallic prosthetics, and his shoulder armor was firmly embedded with heavy military-grade prosthetic armor, with sharp and fierce lines.

He held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, smoke billowing around him, as if he were conversing with someone through his 'vision'.

The woman leaning against the back of the chair next to him was just as physically fit as he was, though her features were somewhat masculine.

Across from me in the booth sat a thin man who seemed a bit crazy and liked to make pranks with his long, thin hands.

Sitting right next to him was a woman with short blond hair, wearing a sexy leather jacket and a pocket mask.

Lu Qianwei recognized all of them; they were from Mann's mercenary squad.

It's a pity we didn't see the petite Rebecca; she was probably left at home because she's a minor.

Lu Qianwei casually took out a few bottles of beer and walked over.

"Would you mind if we squeezed in?"

Mann, who had just handed over the full deposit to Gloria, glanced at his glasses and glared at the two who had approached.

"I don't invite children to sit at a table here."

"Haha, these two kids wouldn't happen to be here to see you, Qiwei, would they?"

Look, you even brought drinks. You're obviously here to pick up girls. You're the biggest lecher here..."

"Peng!"

"If you can't speak properly, then shut up."

Pila, who was always stirring things up, was immediately elbowed by Qiwei, causing her nose to bleed profusely.

She didn't even glance at the young people; instead, Dorio advised the two of them to hurry back.

"This is not a place for ordinary people."

If there are any requests for help, and the price is right, we can lend a hand.

“I am indeed busy,” Lu Qianwei said, before he had already moved to Pila’s side.

This small gesture immediately drew their surprise and attention.

Of course, only the oblivious Pila was startled, exclaiming, "Wow! Looks like you've got some skills, huh? Hahaha!"

"This gentleman... may I ask your name?"

"Just call me...X."

"Then, Mr. X."

Mann stubbed out his cigarette and slammed it into the metal ashtray on the table, making a crisp clinking sound.

He suddenly leaned forward, his half-metal prosthetic face getting closer, his scarlet prosthetic eye locking onto Lu Qianwei. The oppressive aura around him instantly tightened, and his previous nonchalance vanished.