Chapter 2 Possession Card: Peach Land Never Cuts

Mike came to the garage and lifted a piece of the floor to reveal the entrance to the basement.

This is Mike’s secret base, used to store illegal items such as guns and ammunition.

“When will the space ring be opened?” Mike dreamed of the European Emperor.

[Fantasy Realization] is based on the cognition of Mike II, so the things that [Soul Fruit] opened are all strange.

There are common items, such as sharp Katana, vampire cloak, shadow mask, handmade wooden clogs and so on.

There are special items, such as enchanting cards, magic scrolls, detonating charms, healing potions and so on.

The system comes with system space, which can only store system items, and the space is only one cubic meter, which is not enough. So Mike needs a secret base.

Mike cleared out the things that were not used in the system space and made room.

Then put pistols, submachine guns, grenades, magazines, Katana, daggers, ropes, etc. inside.

Most things are not needed, just put it. Not being used is better than not being used when needed.

It was dusk when he left the underground base and returned to the supermarket.

At this time, the patrolling police began to be cautious, and everyone looked like a gang member. After twelve o’clock, the hell’s kitchen is the world of criminals. Unless someone calls the police, the police will never leave the police station. For them, the night is equally dangerous.

Old Earle winked at Mike and said, “Boss, that blond chick is gone, this is her message for you.”

Mike took the tissue that Old Earle had handed over. There was a mobile phone number and a delicate lip print on it, indicating that Jennifer was satisfied with Mike’s “piling service” and wanted to do it again.

“So what is her name?” Mike muttered, saving Jennifer’s number. He is also quite satisfied with Jennifer-beautiful face, good figure, good attitude, and skilled.

It’s very harmonious.

“By the way, Old Earle, is there anything tonight?” Mike asked.

“No.” Old Earle shook his head.

“Oh, then work overtime tonight.” Mike didn’t explain the reason for working overtime.

“Good.” Old Earle nodded thoughtfully.

“Also, don’t go back tonight, live in the supermarket. After closing, immediately lock the doors and windows, no matter what you hear, don’t open the door.” Mike confessed.

“Um.”

Old Earle understands you, Mike has action tonight.

After explaining some details, Mike went out and came to the [Lao Zhou Chinese Restaurant].

“A special Yangzhou fried rice, a beef pho, packed.” Mike expertly ordered the order.

“OK.”

Xiao Zhou, the son of Lao Zhou, smiled sincerely.

Mike’s presence has improved the security of the neighborhood a lot, and most people know how to be grateful.

Mike sat in a chair and took out his cell phone to send a message to Jennifer.

[Is it safe to get home, biscuit? 】

【arrive. 】

[Seeing you sleep soundly, I didn’t wake you up. When you left, something happened to be absent. Sorry, I couldn’t take you home. 】

[Mike, you are such a gentleman. ( ̄ 3 ̄)づ】

Mike was taken aback.

Is this a gentleman?

Where is the gentleman?

Sure enough, just look at the face (눈‸눈).

Chatted happily for a while, and made an appointment to play together next time. It didn’t take long for Xiao Zhou to walk out with the packing bag.

Mike paid to leave.

At this time, the back chef walked out of the two.

One is a chubby old Li, and the other is a young and capable girl with short hair.

The short-haired girl is called Jubilation Lee, who belongs to the X-Men team and mainly acts in Los Angeles. She holds the most advanced instrument in her hand, which can detect the X gene remotely.

“It’s not Mutant.” Jubilation Lee took a look at the test results, a little regretful, X-Men is quite lacking.

Mike didn’t know that he aroused Jubilation Lee’s interest. Back at the supermarket, Mike distributed the beef pho to Old Earl and enjoyed his own special Yangzhou fried rice.

In order to cater to the tastes of the United States, the Chinese food in Milliken is usually modified to be sweet and spicy. The so-called special, on the contrary, refers to the original taste.

After dinner, chatted with Old Earle. Mike went back upstairs and worked out an action plan for the evening.

The plan is simple.

The simpler, the less error-free. What’s more, how complicated is it to deal with a small gang?

Then Mike slept and recharged until it was close to midnight.

Woke up, took a cold shower, and changed into a black night gown suitable for night action.

Finally, Mike took out a special card from the system space-the possession card.

The card has a playing card File size, on which is drawn a tall man with dark eyes and eyebrows-Do not cut Taodi again.

[Character: Do not cut the peach land again]

【Type: Possession Card】

[Usage price: USD 10,000/hour is less than one hour, calculated as one hour)][Remark 1: Nicknamed “Fog Hidden Ghost Man”, the second user of the beheaded sword, good at water escape and silent killing. As the name suggests, kill people without beheading twice. 】

[Note 2: This card does not come with a beheading knife, please collect it yourself. 】

“Use cards.”

Mike held the card in his heart and read it silently.

The card turned into a light spot and disappeared, and the peculiar power filled his limbs and five skeletons, and he was so comfortable that he couldn’t help groaning.

“This is power…no wonder humans are tirelessly pursuing it. It feels so great.”

“Ding!”

The SMS notification sound surprised Mike from his infatuation. Information reminder: The bank automatically deducts 10,000 US dollars.

Mike: o(`ω´*)o

Not to mention that Old Earle doesn’t have 20,000 USD. Even if there is, how much is left after deducting the fee of the possession card and the system commission?

One thousand USD!

So, I worked hard for the system.

Leaving the house through the window, Mike leaped and walked on the roofs and side walls of various buildings.

Mike wore a half-face mask, just out of caution.

There is almost no outdoor surveillance in Hell’s Kitchen. Anyway, once it is installed, it will be destroyed by someone within an hour, so just don’t install it.

Hell’s Kitchen is located on the shore of Manhattan Island, west of the Hudson River, and there are many small piers along the bank.

The Big Foot Gang’s stronghold is in the Warehouse on one of the small piers. The main body of the Warehouse is a steel structure with a height of five meters and an area of ​​about 1,000 square meters.

A few minutes later, Mike appeared on the Warehouse roof.



The Warehouse is brightly lit and divided into four areas.

The Eastern District is a place where Bigfoot members live and entertain. It is full of foul and fishy smells, and is typical of poisonous insect dwelling style.

The southern district is a du factory with a bunch of chemical equipment, a group of “workers” wearing only underwear and gas masks are busy, and two strong gunmen are watching.

There is a pile of cages in the West District, which detains many people-men, women, young and old, of all skin colors and races. These people smuggled money into the United States, and were then imprisoned by the big foot gang to blackmail the balance payment.

Someone pays and leaves.

No one pays–

Some will be assigned to work as du workers in the Western District-under simple protection and high-intensity work, many will not survive the day when the “debt” is paid off.

Beautiful young women or men are often forced to betray their bodies.

The North District is the Warehouse, which is filled with munitions, packed du products, and sundries.

A container caught Mike’s attention.

The container is closed, but Mike on the roof still smells a strong smell of blood. It might have something to do with Momoji’s keen sense of not being a top ninja anymore.

With a move in his heart, Mike concentrated Chakra on the soles of his feet and walked silently down the wall.

The door of the container was concealed, and there was a plastic isolation curtain.

After just one glance, Mike, who had always been calm, was immediately flooded with boundless anger.

There was a stainless steel bed in the container, with a male corpse tied to the bed, which was broken. His expression was extremely distorted by pain and fear. He had his organs removed while he was alive and without anesthesia.

This is a worker who died of overwork in the Western District. Big Feet Bang’s beautiful name is: waste utilization.

There are two people in white coats in the container.

“You are……”

“Hey……”

The sound stopped abruptly.

The cold light made an arc and flashed past.

Mike shook off the blood from the long knife, his face sank as water.

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