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Then pledge allegiance to him, Buji.

Death, or glory and wealth.

It depends on the other party's choice.

This is his plan.

Chapter 248 Jack Wells failed to become a paper man!!!

"Who's calling?"

"Oh, it's okay. Xiao Bairui and the others called."

After hanging up the somewhat confusing phone call, Jack Wells decided to focus on the task of picking up girls.

"It's just a little thing at work."

Leaning on the bar with his hands, Jack immersed himself again in his girlfriend Misty's deep blue eyes, which were like a swamp that could not resist trapping people in.

"How's business those days?"

"It's okay. Anyway, you are the only living person in the past three days."

Misty shrugged, her tone somewhat helpless.

"what?"

Jack's mouth opened slightly, and he felt like he had asked a stupid question.

"I don't know what's going on recently, but there are indeed fewer people coming here than before. Maybe the mental health index of Night City residents has reached the passing line. If that's true, it's a good thing."

Misty spoke nonchalantly, as if the bad business had no effect on her.

Of course.

Who is Misty? She is a local who owns a house in Night City.

Can opening a store be called opening a store? That's called playing.

The fortune-telling shop's poor business does not prevent her from collecting rent.

"Let me tell you, I've learned a few tricks recently."

When Jack was in a good mood, he was really happy. He avoided the business topic, spread his hands, and acted mysterious with Misty, acting like you would never expect him to be.

"Hehe, what exactly is that? Can you tell me about it?"

Misty cooperated and pretended to be amused, propping her chin with her hands and squinting her eyes as she laughed like a silver bell.

In addition to the initial passion, the life of a couple requires maintenance from both sides in the future.

Whether Jack's actions were really funny or not is beyond the point, but at least Misty took it well.

Jack, who claimed to be an old hand in the love field, was immediately bewildered by this smile, and all the half-baked ideas in his mind were revealed in a few words.

"Actually, there's nothing else to say. I just recently learned how to read palms. Isn't that amazing?"

"Oh, really? Then I have to test your ability."

Misty held out her white hand with interest and passed it to Jack.

"Okay, let me show you now."

Jack climbed up the pole, held Misty's thin hands with both hands, narrowed his big eyes, and looked at Misty's hands with the professional attitude of a general surgeon consulting.

Well, the skin is very white.

Expert Jack came to the conclusion cautiously.

But this was not enough, and after pinching Misty's fingertips and rubbing them until her palms were as smooth as talcum powder, Jack came to another conclusion.

Not only white, but also tender.

Of course, this conclusion cannot be said out loud.

So Jack made faces for a while before speaking in a hypocritical manner.

"According to my observation, your horoscope shows that you are suitable for marriage in the near future."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Misty silently withdrew her hand.

"Hey, come on, I was just kidding."

Jack thought that his joke had made Misty unhappy, but when he realized what was going on, he quickly apologized.

"I'm not angry." Misty shook her head, "It's just that, Jack, Mrs. Wells has never liked me very much, and it's not appropriate to say this now."

This matter is almost old and rotten.

Jack's mother doesn't seem to like Misty very much.

It was a bit because of Misty's overly avant-garde psychedelic outfit, but more importantly, Mrs. Wells was more interested in Jack's ex-girlfriend.

This hurdle has always been between the two of them, and now that it has been brought up, both of them feel a little uncomfortable.

But after thinking for a while, Jack laughed out loud.

"..."

"joke."

"Ok?"

"You're kidding. My mom's little thing is nothing. Don't worry. I'm a well-known person on the street now."

"I have the final say in the Wells family now, and my mother can't control me."

"Really?"

"One hundred percent true!"

Jack patted his chest, acting like the boss of everyone, as if the guy who was put in solitary confinement by his mother before was not him.

"But Mrs. Wells is right behind you now."

Looking at Jack's behavior, Misty said lightly.

Hearing his mother's name, Jack was subconsciously shocked, but quickly realized that Misty was joking.

How could his mother be here?

"Hey, I wasn't brought up to be scared. Even if my mom really came, that's all I would say!"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wells, I didn't know you were coming."

Misty looked behind Jack as if there was really someone there. She stood up stiffly and kept signaling to Jack with her eyes, telling him to stop talking.

Oh my god, no way!

You can just say these words to yourself, what if his mom hears them?

Seeing that Misty's reaction didn't seem to be joking, and remembering Mrs. Wells's majesty, Jack's scalp tingled, sweat broke out on his back, and he quickly turned around.

But behind was calm and peaceful, there was no one there, only the peaceful street scene outside.

Looking back again, Misty had an I-knew look in her eyes and spread her hands playfully.

......

"Go, today is really a bad day."

On the way back riding his baby "Tingwei", Jack was full of regret.

Why is he so unlucky today?

He, the first one to express his affection, was repeatedly thwarted, and his skill in flirting with girls has become rusty.

Jack sighed again and again.

Not only is he unlucky in love, he is also having trouble on the road.

Just as he reached the intersection, a black car accelerated past him. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he and his car would have been pushed onto the shoulder of the road.

"Go to the incinerator!"

Jack raised his middle finger fiercely, showing the qualities that a Night City citizen should have, cursed, grabbed the handlebars and prepared to restart.

But this time.

"Woo~~~~"

The deafening sound of the whistle came from afar and approached rapidly.

Just by listening to the low whistle, you can tell that the guy coming is quite heavy. The fact that the ground is shaking as he gets closer proves this point.

No way.

Jack only had time to turn his head and look. The huge front of a semi-trailer on the road on the right filled his field of vision and was getting bigger and bigger.

First, the wind hit his body, then he felt the front rail of the dump truck pressing against his flesh, and finally, it was like a whole iron wall hitting him, and Jack was thrown into the air by the brutal force of the collision.

"grass!!!"

The lingering sound was still stretching and twisting in the air, but it came to an abrupt end when Jack hit the asphalt road and his vision went black.

......

Is he dead.

It seems that he is not dead.

Because if you are dead, you should have no consciousness.

Then how could he still be thinking about whether he was dead or not?

But if he wasn't dead, then why was everything black in front of his eyes and he couldn't see anything?

The hood was pulled off suddenly, and the glaring incandescent light above his head made Jack close his eyes tightly.

"Welcome to the Tiger Claw Gang, Mr. Jack Wells."

The light dimmed for a while, and Jack slowly came back to his senses while gasping for breath.

In the cramped basement, three members of the Tiger Claw Gang were covered in colorful tattoos and cheap combat prosthetics. Their glowing prosthetic eyes were aimed at Jack, who was tied tightly to a chair with iron chains.

Chapter 249 The Dungeon Master’s Dark Rules!!!

"You two should entertain the guests well. I will go and report to the boss."

Seeing that the big guy they captured was alive and kicking, the leader of the Tiger Claw Gang nodded and left.

There were only four people left in the cramped basement.

I was hit by a dump truck and almost thought I was dead.

Now his hands and feet were tied and he was tied to a hard bench.

Although he didn't understand why the Tiger Claw Gang arrested him, Jack was furious.

Now that he has recovered some strength, he is not going to sit and wait for death.

He struggled with his limbs, but it was of no use except making the chains clank.

The guy who tied him up was not blind. With such a big body, he tied Jack up tightly inside and out with iron chains.

He almost had to use a ball gag on his mouth, and it was impossible to free himself.

So Jack chose to threaten.

"Let me go now, or I'll beat you back into your mother's belly!"

"Fuck your grandma, let me go!"

"Just sit still. Your companion was more excited than you before, but now he's as quiet as a sheep. If you were more sensible, you could suffer less."

The remaining two Tiger Claws were oblivious to Jack's rage and were just picking tools from their tool boxes, ready to start their daily work.

"..."

Only after being reminded by the two did Jack notice that there was another unlucky guy in the room.

Just opposite him, he was tied tightly to a chair just like himself.