War Paradise

"Is that person mentally ill?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

Although it sounds unreliable, he will naturally not let go of special NPCs that can be hired.

Obviously, even if it is a mental patient, there should be a way to control it, otherwise this intermediary businessman would not keep the lunatic.

After Lin Chi spent money to hire three elite mercenaries, Greek's attitude improved a lot, and patiently explained: "That person...how do you say, I'll take you to see him sooner."

The two returned to the living room and walked into the next bedroom. Greek pushed open the bookcase by the wall to reveal an iron fenced door on the wall behind, then took a key from his pocket and opened the small door.

There was no window in the small room behind the door, and it was almost impossible to reach out. There was a damp atmosphere in the air, like the kind of storage room that was completely unsuitable for living.

Greek fumbled on the wall next to the door, and the incandescent lamp on the ceiling lit up, casting a pale light.

Then Lin Chi's eyes were caught on the four walls with peeling peelings, and the man tied to a chair in the middle of the room:

It was a bald man whose right eye was covered by an eye mask. His body was restrained by a psychiatric patient. He was firmly fixed on a heavy iron chair. He also had a plastic mask on his face to prevent him from biting. People may commit suicide by chewing their tongues.

The man stared at Lin Chi with his left eyes widened, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes made him look a little old. At the same time, in Lin Chi's sight, a silver skull icon marking a special NPC appeared, and a line of text introduction:

? ? ? , Special NPC, can be recruited (tasks need to be completed).

"Who is this, isn't it Dr. Hannibal?" Lin Chi asked.

Before Greek had spoken, the bald man sitting on the chair suddenly shouted excitedly: "Happy birthday! Are you here to pick me up!"

Hearing the other party's strong Russian accent and excited voice, Lin Chi suddenly thought of something and asked, "He is from the Soviet Union?"

"Yes, he used to be a blasting expert in the former Soviet Union. After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, he came here as a mercenary. The mental state of this **** was very unstable, and he almost blew my base into the sky several times." Greek explained with a frown. .

Hearing this, Lin Chi had already learned the real name of this NPC. He once met this crazy "old friend" in an old game decades ago.

Then, the introduction of the characters in his sight changed again:

The real name has been determined:

"Crazy Yiwen", a special NPC, can be recruited (tasks need to be completed).

"Crazy Ivan is from the Soviet Union. He is a blasting expert who is famous for his madness. He can install bombs almost anywhere, and once installed, he cannot be dismantled."

"How are you!" Crazy Yiwen shouted loudly: "Can I move my muscles and bones? I haven't touched a bomb for half a month!"

"No, get out." Greek's answer was simple and rude, then turned to Lin Chi and asked: "How is it, are you interested?"

"If I can guarantee that he will not put a bomb on me, I would be very interested." Lin Chi told the truth.

"I won't plant a bomb on my employer!" Crazy Evan argued loudly like a little aggrieved: "I have a professional ethics!"

Without waiting for Lin Chi to speak, the bald man with an unstable mental state said quickly: "If you get my backpack back, I can become your subordinate! Even if you send me to die, you can do it. I just install the bomb!"

Before he finished his words, a long-lost taskbar appeared in Lin Chi's sight:

Start mission: bomb backpack.

Crazy Evan asks you to help him retrieve his lost bomb backpack. If you retrieve his backpack, this bomb expert will join your camp.

Task reward: special NPC crazy Yiwen.

"..."

After reading the introduction of this task, Lin Chi thought for a moment and immediately made a judgment.

"Where is his backpack?" He asked Geek.

"You really want to accept this lunatic, if it's not my business to be killed." Greg sighed helplessly: "His backpack was sold by me to the black market. You go to the black market now, maybe even You can buy it."

"Where is the black market?" Lin Chi asked the second question.

"You don't even know this?" Greck's expression was a little surprised: "The underground bar in the city center, go and see, remember this code..."

After asking Greek about the location of the bar and the signal, Lin Chi left the alley, got on the stolen Mercedes-Benz SLK sports car, and galloped towards the city center.

Even if Crazy Yiwen's spirit is not stable, Lin Chi decided to recruit him. After all, this guy went crazy, his blasting level was absolutely superb. When he couldn't control it, even if he rushed into the enemy group with a bomb and blew himself up, it would be worth the fare.

Moreover, what Lin Chi is more interested in now is the underground black market in the City of Chaos.

According to his many years of gaming experience, places like the black market generally sell weird things that are not available in normal stores. If you are lucky, you may be able to buy rare treasures.

Driving slowly into the downtown business district, Lin Chi parked the car in the underground parking lot of the mall and walked into the crowded mall with a briefcase.

Even though the people around him were ordinary NPCs, Lin Chi still increased his vigilance.

——I think of going to the underground bar, I shouldn't be alone. After all, in the small prompt before entering the game, it has been clearly written: Find the underground bar in the City of Chaos, there may be something you are interested in.

If you encounter other players in such a place, it is very likely that PVP will break out directly. However, in places like the black market, there are generally guards equipped with heavy firepower.

In other words, the black market area is likely to belong to the kind of "safe zone" where PK cannot be carried out.

Take the elevator to the third floor of the basement, and walk into the feasting ballroom. Lin Chi walked through the crowd to the bar. To the Asian beauty who was barking, he gave the secret code provided by Greck: "I miss a poem."

Hearing this, the woman narrowed her narrow eyes to look at him, and asked, "Gou?"

"Gou rich, don't forget each other." Lin Chi whispered.

"Okay, come in." The waitress put down the colorful cocktail glass in her hand and gestured to Lin Chi to walk into the bar.

The narrow passage behind the bar was amazingly long, and Lin Chi walked for a minute before reaching the end. Before he saw the true face of the black market, he had already seen a dozen sturdy men on both sides of the aisle carrying light machine guns.

"Sure enough." He secretly confirmed his judgment.

In the black market area, it is obvious that PVP cannot be performed. Even if other players are killed by preemptive strikes, they will be shot and bombarded by these guards!

——Then, let’s see what is on sale in this place.

After moving on for about a hundred meters, Lin Chi took a deep breath and pushed open the silver metal door at the end of the aisle.