Reloaded Wasteland

Iron Broken City.

Devil's bar.

The thick glass door was opened, and the sultry air rushed in with the noisy sound.

The people inside did not turn their heads back at the harsh opening of the door, only a few drinkers near the door glanced slightly.

I saw a young man in shabby leather armor standing at the door with a slightly arrogant expression on his face. The black scabbard protruded from his back, and on both sides of his waist were two black eagle pistols.

Dressed as a standard mercenary, the drinkers quickly turned their heads and continued to drink and brag with the people around them.

The young man named Luo Fei, who grew up on Blue Star, is one of the many beings who came out of the orphanage to ask for life.

Luo Fei casually glanced at the situation inside. The decoration was luxurious, the drinks were crowded, and there was a dance commissioner in the center who was using body dances to set off the atmosphere.

Although it was the first time here, he still expertly came to the long bar.

To the young waiter who was busy pouring wine, he said loudly, "Here is a glass of ice lemon."

The young waiter lifted his head and glanced, then glanced at the distance, showing a visibly disdainful expression, and then continued to refill other people.

It’s been a long time since he saw the other party pour him alcohol, Luo Fei’s eyes narrowed, his hand was on the Black Hawk pistol on his waist, and he was about to shoot. At this moment, an old mercenary came and leaned directly against Luo Fei. Body.

Luo Fei frowned, and he felt a sharp touch coming from his waist, obviously a small weapon threatening him.

"Haha, this is a bar in a big city. How can you sell ice lemon juice? Little boy, have you not been weaned yet, and you can't even drink alcohol? I think you should go back to your mother's arms and drink it. Milk..."

With the laughter of the old mercenaries, the mercenaries around them all laughed wantonly. Bullying the newcomers and the weak is the spice of their daily lives.

Amid the laughter of everyone, the old mercenary leaned close to Luo Fei’s ear and said, “Little rookie, this is not a place where you can come. Come with me to the back alley and don’t play any tricks. My age. It's three times yours, and my experience is thirty times yours. You can't play with me."

Luo Fei turned his head slightly and looked at the old man on his right. There were deep wrinkles on his face. There were only three front teeth in his open mouth, one on the top and three on the bottom.

Facing the threat from the opponent, Luo Fei secretly concentrated on his mental strength, and the pupils in his eyes shrank into pinholes.

The invisible lines invisible to the naked eye stretched out from his body, and they shuttled over the old mercenary's body in an instant.

An old shotgun with 15 bullets. A two-inch long knife, rusty.

Poor ghost... Luo Fei thought.

Following Luo Fei's thought command, the invisible silk thread entangled the trigger of the shotgun and the sharp blade of the knife, tightening tighter and tighter.

Then Luo Fei smiled lightly on his face, "Your mouth is really smelly, stay away from me, I don't have any interest in drilling alleys."

The other's face changed, at first he was at a loss, and then he became fierce in the next second, "Boy, you are looking for death, I will let you know the consequences of offending me, I'm the'dead dog' his father."

Then his dry hands held the knife and stabbed Luo Fei forcefully, but until his face turned red, the knife remained motionless in the air, seeming to be pinched by a pair of invisible big hands.

"What's the matter?" The old mercenary was horrified, looking down at the knife stuck in the air.

This is Luo Fei's awakening ability-magnetic control, which can give objects magnetism to control them.

Before he could react, Luo Fei turned his back and grabbed his knife-holding hands and pressed them on the counter, grabbing the knife in his hand with one hand, and fiercely thrusting it back into his superimposed hands.

From the palm of the left hand, it penetrates the palm of the right hand directly, and has been inserted into the counter tabletop.

The movements are clean and tidy, which shows that Luo Fei has never done this before.

"what…"

Ignoring the screams of the old mercenary, Luo Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at the waiter opposite.

"A glass of ice lemon, I don't want to say it a second time."

Faced with such a situation, the waiter's face suddenly turned pale, he was just an ordinary working person, so how could he offend a fierce mercenary.

"Okay, sir, come right away."

He took the glass swiftly and unscrewed the faucet behind him, and a clear liquid filled the whole glass.

Ice lemon is a sobering drink, usually in bars.

"Give you two paths. Either I will interrupt all your bones, or give me all your weapons and money, and finally let you leave safely."

Luo Fei looked at the other party with a smile, the old mercenary gritted his teeth, and finally chose the latter. If he could live so long, he would not hesitate to admit it when he should.

Luo Fei collected his weapon and took over the other party's wealth with only one waste coin. When the injured old mercenary disappeared in the bar, the drink with tiny bubbles was just in front of Luo Fei.

The messenger bowed reflexively and said, "Thank you for the five waste coins."

"Huh?" Luo Fei looked at him suspiciously, his lips curled up coldly, "I have never drunk ice lemon more than one waste coin, are you a black shop here?"

The cold sweat suddenly flowed from the waiter's forehead.

He was about to explain tremblingly, and suddenly there was a very gentle voice next to him.

"This is a bar in a big city. Taxes are high and prices are naturally going up."

Luo Fei turned his head instantly, his eyes lit up when he saw someone coming, and he said with joy, "Pan Bei."

This is his friend in the orphanage, and the only friend. Although he has not seen each other for four years, Luo Fei still feels that the other person is the friend who can entrust his back.

He looked up and down Pan Bei, his attire was obviously better than Luo Fei. He was wearing a black trench coat, but under the trench coat was a bright armor, extending from the neck to the soles of the feet.

It is Steel II, one of the sophisticated equipment in the wasteland world.

The defense is strong, and the weight is not heavy.

But instead of wearing a helmet, he wore a large black felt hat with a white feather on it.

Luo Fei didn't care about his weird attire at this time. After all, there were more mercenaries weirder than him. The reason why there are so many situations is all because of the money.

As long as the money is in place, all the equipment is complete, otherwise, it will be messy.

But even so, Luo Fei looked at Pan Bei's equipment still full of envy.

"Your outfit is really good."

Pan Bei smiled and shook his head, "Come with me, we will set off soon. If this trip is successful, you will also have the same armor."

"Really?"

Luo Fei's eyes were full of anticipation. After being intoxicated for two seconds, he drank the ice lemon in front of him.

But the next second was stunned. He frowned and took out a coin with a broken mainland pattern from his arms. It was just a waste coin, four short of five waste coins.

Luo Fei thought for a while, put the knife he had just obtained on the table, "Give this to you."

Item trading is still popular in this world, but a small knife is worth much more than four waste coins.

Pan Bei saw this scene and said dissatisfied: "You are so generous."

Then the waiter took back the knife in one step, and then he took out five waste coins from his arms and placed them on the counter.

After finishing all this, Pan Bei turned and walked to one of the boxes. "let's go."

This time it was Luo Fei's turn to shook his head, "It's still so meticulous, no, it's love for petty and cheap."

Follow Pan Bei into the corner, the inconspicuous box.

There is already a person sitting inside, and two people are standing behind him, seeming to be guards.

As soon as Luo Fei stepped into the room, his pupils suddenly expanded. From the armors they were also wearing in steel type II, he saw the flying fish pictures embroidered on them.

"These people are mercenaries?" Luo Fei followed Pan Bei quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Pan Bei came to the sitting strong man, his expression was as usual and said: "Action at 9 o'clock in the evening."

He raised his hand and looked at the black watch on his wrist, "Well, there are two hours left. You can prepare and we will set off right away."

"Wait a minute." The mercenary on the seat didn't say the content of the action first, because this had been discussed before.

He pointed to Luo Fei who was standing on the side, and said in a bad tone: "We have been here for two days. Just to wait for him, you must tell me, why are we waiting for him? A waste of so much time?"

The entire mercenary group was forced to have no tasks for two days, which was a bad life condition for all group members.

The atmosphere froze for an instant, and Pan Bei looked back at Luo Fei and pondered for a moment, "He is the person I trust the most. I must be careful enough to cooperate with you."

Hearing this, Luo Fei's brows wrinkled slightly, his lips were slightly pursed, and he continued to listen to the other party's negotiations.

Obviously, the opponent is not a regular mercenary group, and may be very bad in terms of credibility.

"Then you have to be more careful with me, don't make any small movements, otherwise don't blame us for being impolite." The mercenary stared and warned.

The negotiations ended, and the three mercenaries went out, and they wanted to prepare for the next trip.

Luo Fei also had a lot of questions. Previously, he had only received a letter from Pan Bei, asking him to come to the Iron Fragment City to meet. As for what was going on, Luo Fei hadn't thought about it.

After all, they are partners who have lived together since childhood, and the friendship between them is stronger than that of Jin.

"Pan Bei, what are you looking for a mercenary group for? It doesn't seem to be a regular mercenary group?" Luo Fei asked directly.

Pan Bei sat in the seat where the mercenary was sitting, poured a glass of brandy and drank it, and said when Luo Fei was about to ask again:

"I found a treasure, but it has been occupied by aliens, so I need a mercenary group."

Having said this, Pan Bei looked at Luo Fei strangely, "Yes, they are a dark mercenary group, a mercenary group that is not recorded by the city."

"The reason why I asked you to help me is that when they find the treasure, you can join hands with me to get rid of them all."

Luo Fei took a breath, the other party actually wanted to act like a snake swallowing an elephant.

Luo Fei frowned, "Although I don't have money with you now, I won't accompany you in such a dangerous thing. Alas, the dark mercenary group, they are simply terrible teammate killers."

"Once they find the treasure you mentioned, they will kill us first. There is no doubt about it."

Pan Bei nodded, "That's why I need your help. When they get rid of the Inhumans, we will kill them all. I heard that you are good, what is your level now? What is your ability?"

Asking the other party's level, this is an extremely rude behavior in the wasteland world.

But in the face of the opponent's temptation, Luo Fei was not happy, but he still answered his question: "I am only the lowest Hunter level now, and I don't have any abilities."