Arknights, the Angel of Justice is waiting for level 16

Ji Luo has a big appetite, and Sulter is no worse than him. They both finished a whole pot of wontons in one meal.

After dinner, Ji Luo washed the dishes, chatted with Startel for a while, and then went out.

Outside, the sun was already high in the sky. Ji Luo went to the store to buy two lollipops and exchanged them for change before going to the station to wait for the bus.

As a commercial city, Longmen has an acceptable cost of living, but the prices of other things are very outrageous.

If Ji Luo wanted to buy a new tricycle, he would definitely not be able to afford a thousand Longmen coins, as half of them were a premium.

Ji Luo certainly wouldn't be such a sucker. He didn't even go to the second-hand market and went straight to the scrap yard.

Ji Luo bought his previous tricycle at a scrap yard. The whole thing cost him less than 150 yuan, which also included the cost of buying cigarettes for the old man.

——Long live the garbage man!

"..."

Ji Luo, holding a lollipop in his mouth, leaned against the billboard at the station and looked around aimlessly.

Next to the bus stop, two sturdy men were whispering with their heads down, looking slightly agitated.

From their clothes, it can be seen that the financial situation of both of them is not very good, but Ji Luo vaguely heard words like "get rich" and "rich".

"..."

Ji Luo crunched his lollipop into pieces, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and walked towards the two men.

"Brother, are you on fire?"

"Yes, I..."

The man from the Fengti tribe (cow) on the left habitually wanted to take out his lighter, but was stopped by his companion from the Zalak tribe (rat) next to him.

"We don't smoke."

"Hey, brother, don't be so stubborn, we are all the same."

Ji Luo took out two cigarettes and handed one to each of them. Fengti reached out to take it, but immediately stopped and glanced at Zalak next to him.

Zalak looked Ji Luo up and down before taking the cigarette. Fengti, who was following him, was obviously a heavy smoker. He couldn't wait to light up the cigarette, and then wanted to light a cigarette for Zalak, but was rejected.

"Little brother, who introduced you?"

"Me? I had no one to introduce me, but I paid for it."

Ji Luo lit the cigarette with a lighter, but he didn't smoke it at all, he just held it in his mouth.

"The spy gang said there was a big job, so I came here. See this box of cigarettes? Not everyone can get it. I don't smoke at all. I got it on purpose just to build relationships so as not to be used as cannon fodder."

"Hiss~~~This cigarette is really delicious."

Feng Ti smoked a lot and had already finished half of his cigarette. He was an honest man and after receiving the benefits, he had already trusted Ji Luo.

On the contrary, Zarak next to him moved his pair of mouse ears twice and looked at Ji Luo suspiciously.

"Little brother, you've been tricked. Do you know what to do in the past?"

"What else can we do? We have to work hard. What else do people like us have besides this worthless life?"

Ji Luo took the cigarette out of his mouth, held it in his hand, and twisted the cigarette butt with two fingers, gradually extinguishing the spark.

"If you want to be a gangster, you can't be without moral principles. I've told you the whole story, you can't just say nothing."

"..."

Feng Ti felt a little uneasy when Ji Luo looked at him like this. He glanced at the cigarette butt that Ji Luo threw on the ground and showed a painful expression.

When Zarak heard Ji Luo's threatening words, he was not angry. He lit the cigarette in his hand and smoked it slowly.

"This is a job that Brother Du Wu recommended to me. I can't refuse, so I have to bite the bullet and do it."

"What's that road?"

Ji Luo directly took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes and threw it into Feng Ti's hand. The man immediately bowed his head and thanked him.

"It seems to be someone from Syracuse. Anyway, he is a dragon crossing the river."

"Heh~ A dragon crossing the river? In Longmen, if he's a tiger, he has to lie down, and if he's a dragon, he has to coil up!"

Ji Luo looked at Zarak with a half-smile, and the rat man guessed something in his mind, and his attitude suddenly changed.

"Then brother, I'll take you with me, you have to take care of me."

"No problem! We're all brothers!"

Ji Luo's expression suddenly changed. He laughed and patted Zalak's shoulder. The man accepted it calmly without saying a word.

"Don't think too much. I'm here to join you. It's not shameful to make money."

"It's easy to talk~ It's easy to talk~"

Zalak smiled and nodded, agreeing to Ji Luo's joining, and then stopped talking. Instead, Fengti surrounded Ji Luo and asked him questions.

"Brother, where did you get this box of cigarettes? This is a special supply! It must be expensive."

"I'm not in a position to pay for this cigarette. It leaked from a big cat, and it's also a life-threatening job."

Ji Luo started talking nonsense. Of course he would not tell Feng Ti that he found the cigarettes at a scrap yard and there was only half a box of them.

Beep~~~!

At this time, the bus just pulled into the station. Ji Luo stood there motionless, still chatting with Feng Ti. Zarak had to get on the bus first and paid for the tickets for the three of them.

There were quite a few people on the bus, Fengti was very alert and kept his mouth shut, and stopped talking. Ji Luo did not pester them, but sat in an empty seat, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

On the other side, Zarak sat in the corner. There was no seat next to him, so Fengti stood opposite him like a bodyguard.

"Heh~ The gangsters from Syracuse came to Longmen to buy their lives. What are they trying to do?"

Ji Luo had no idea what was going on, but he managed to get on board successfully by half guessing and half bluffing.

It's not for money or getting rich or anything like that, Ji Luo just wants to maintain the law and order of Longmen.

——However, since his informant is working so hard, is it reasonable for Sir Jiu not to show some respect?

Chapter 12: Someone wants to make big news

The terminal of the bus is not the final destination. After some indirect inquiry, Ji Luo finally determined that the gathering place of this group of people was the scrap yard.

It was at this time that Ji Luo learned the names of the two men. Zarak's name was Yue Chengwang and Fengti's name was Yuan Huai. They had mainly done rough labor before and were quite strong.

Ji Luo started to talk nonsense without any scruples, saying that his fiancée was seriously ill and needed money for treatment, so he worked hard to make money, and he also made up a few touching stories.

Zarak had no comment on Ji Luo's story, but Fengti's eyes turned red after hearing it, and he kept praising Ji Luo as a real man.

Ji Luo was also thick-skinned. He accepted all the compliments and continued to brag about himself. Finally, Zarak couldn't stand it anymore and asked Ji Luo to shut up for a while. Only then did Ji Luo stop.

"..."

Ji Luo walked behind Zarak, humming a very unpleasant tune with a very annoying smile on his face.

Today is a very good day in the lunar calendar. I met the Lord~

These two people did come from a family of heavy-duty porters and did indeed live a poor life, but they were definitely not people of the lower class!

The Fengti tribe is physically strong, and Yuan Huai is an expert in horizontal training. The joints on his fists are prominent, and his lower body is extremely stable. He must have practiced boxing.

And this Zarak is obviously Fengti's external brain, and more likely his superior. He always walks with his chest hunched and his head lowered. This is not a hunchback, but a habit of practicing dagger assassination!

Fengti's words are easy to fool, and are basically equated with knowing everything. However, Ji Luo suspects that he is just a newcomer with an empty head and no idea of ​​the real situation. He is just following Zarak's orders.

Such a pair of people went to attend such a rally - what did they want to do?

Unfortunately, Ji Luo doesn’t have a mobile phone now.

Otherwise, no matter what, reporting it to Sir Nine first can be considered a credit, no matter how small.

Ji Luo had no interest in fighting for life and death in Longmen, he just wanted to make money. He had thought he could make a lot of money here, but now it seems that it is just a little money.

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Try eating it.

"We're here, be careful"

Zalak whispered a reminder, and Fengti immediately straightened his back, looking ready to fight at any time. Ji Luo didn't care at all, just a jerk.

The scrap yard seemed no different from the one Ji Luo had visited before. It was full of stench and an old man with a mouth full of yellow teeth was in charge.

He stood at the door and pointed the way to the three people. His eyes paused on Ji Luo, as if he recognized him.

But... the old man said nothing.

Continuing inside, the layout of the scrap yard is very interesting. Various rough wood and scrap iron are piled up in a circle around it, just like a low city wall. It can not only block the charge, but also block long-range attacks. It is very organized.

At this time, there were already quite a few people in the open space in the middle, standing in groups of three or four. They all seemed to have companions, but they either didn't know each other or were hostile to each other. This person had chosen his people very carefully.

Zarak found an inconspicuous place to stay, Ji Luo followed him lazily, and Fengti became annoyed at this time.

"Brother Yue, I feel...something is wrong."

"I know."

Zarak just nodded but didn't continue talking. Instead, he looked at Ji Luo.

"Don't look at me. I'm not one of them. I don't know what's going on. But..."

Ji Luo's perception was naturally incomparable to that of others. He stretched out his hand and pointed around, indicating that there were people lying in ambush here.

"There are probably more than a dozen people, probably holding firearms. They can't get out."

"Little brother, you are very special."

Zarak no longer played dumb at this time, and seemed to want to show off to Ji Luo, but Ji Luo just hummed a song and said nothing.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the field. Two heavily armed soldiers holding shields walked in from the only passage and directly blocked the way with their shields.

Behind them was the old scrap collector with a mouth full of yellow teeth. Old Rupert had always been hunched over, but now he straightened his back, and people could see his imposing manner.

"Everyone, do you want to get rich?!"

Old Rupert suddenly threw a box to the ground, and the lid opened, revealing stacks of Lungmen coins!

"Five thousand Longmen coins per person. The requirements are not high. Just draw blood! After the draw, take the money and leave!"

The conditions the old man said were too simple, so simple that no one believed them. But after a moment of silence, the first person came out.

Things happened just as the old man said, after a tube full of blood was drawn with a black syringe, he gave me five thousand yuan and let me go.

After the first person left safely, the second person immediately appeared, followed by the third, the fourth...

Everyone realized that something was wrong. Almost none of the people who were invited here were good people. Everyone could see that this was a trap.

——Or, it could be said that it is just bait now, and the real purpose is still to come!

At this time, the ambushers with guns in the outer area had already stood out directly. Two heavily armed soldiers holding large shields blocked the only exit, and the axes in their hands were extremely creepy.

The relationships between people make it impossible for them to truly trust each other and unite to do something. Everyone seems to have choices, but in fact there is only one way.

"That syringe has a mechanism that can infect people with mineral sickness."

Ji Luo estimated that Zarak had already seen the problem, and it was even possible that he came here just to get to the bottom of the matter, so... he must have a backup plan.

"You don't seem scared, little brother."

Zarak was in no hurry to do anything. He even gave people the feeling that he was just waiting for these people to be injected with mineral disease and infected.

——No, maybe it’s not a feeling, but a fact!

"Why should I be afraid? Oripathy won't kill anyone."

"Wouldn't it be worse than death if I got oripathy?"

There was a hint of urging in Zarak's words. Ji Luo turned to look at him and frowned.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I just haven't seen such an outstanding young man like you for a long time, and I feel a little itchy."

Zarak pointed at a person who was having his blood drawn, and his meaning couldn't be clearer.

Either he accepts his offer and he guarantees Ji Luo's safety, or Ji Luo becomes infected or risks his life to escape.

"Little brother, if you think our sect is too small, I can recommend you to our leader. As long as you have the ability, you will be able to make a name for yourself soon."

"Who is your boss?"

"I can't tell you now, you'll know when you see him, how about that?"