Subway Line 0, ID card, Wan Peng, Shangjing Survivors Alliance …
Several keywords were connected together because of a card.
Jiang Chen wasn't sure what was hidden in Subway Line 0, but he was sure of one thing.
That was Wan Peng, Commander Ding, and even Archbishop Xu Tiannan of the Guardian Sect. Everyone hid something from him.
Especially about the subway line in Shangjing, they probably didn't tell the truth at all.
Back upstairs, Jiang Chen found Lu Fan.
"Let the brothers get ready, it's time to go."
When Lu Fan heard Jiang Chen's words, he finally felt relieved and smiled bitterly.
"Yuan … Boss, you're finally willing to go back."
"What?" Jiang Chen smiled. "Not having fun on Pingan Street?"
"Not just fun, just for your safety, we're worried sick," Lu Fan said with a bitter face.
"Haha." Jiang Chen laughed and patted Lu Fan's shoulder. "Thank you for your hard work. When I go back, I'll ask the kitchen to cook a few pounds of braised beef and a few bottles of good wine for you to relax. "
Gulp —
Hearing the words' braised beef ', the 1.8-meter-tall man swallowed his saliva without any regard for his image.
"Look at you," Jiang Chen scolded and kicked him on the butt. Jiang Chen laughed and kicked his butt. "Hurry up and clean up in five minutes. If anyone doesn't come over in five minutes, I'll make sure he drinks until he's full."
"Hehe." Lu Fan embarrassedly touched his head and ran out the door.
While Lu Fan was gone, Jiang Chen returned to his room, opened the storage dimension, and took out a large box of crystals from it. Fifty thousand crystals was not a small number. He only had a total of more than one hundred thousand crystals in the storage dimension, and now he used up half of it.
However, when he took out the money, Jiang Chen didn't feel distressed at all. After all, the entire Pingan Street still owed him ten million. It wouldn't be long before the Shangjing Survivors Alliance brought a truck full of crystals to his door.
Fifty thousand crystals was just a drop in the bucket.
It didn't even take five minutes.
In less than a minute, the twenty guards were dressed and stood in a row in the living room of Jiang Chen's room.
They still wore the mercenary outfits, but inside, they changed into the powerful K2 kinetic skeleton.
Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction and began to lecture.
"We might run into trouble on the way back. Keep your eyes open! If someone points a gun at us, don't waste your breath. Just pull out your gun and shoot. Do you hear me? "
"Yes!"
The twenty personal guards beat their chests with their right fists and answered in a sonorous voice.
…
After ten minutes, the auction ended. The hotel manager personally brought a few assistants to Jiang Chen's room.
The cobblestone-sized crystals were piled up in the box. The green was so bright that it could blind people's eyes. It reflected the eyes of the assistants into a dark green color. Even the hotel manager who was used to seeing large amounts of crystals couldn't help but gulp.
The hotel manager personally scanned for more than twenty minutes with the four crystal quality analyzers before they finished counting the crystals in the box.
The energy unit contained in the crystal was 50124 points.
And with the extra 124 crystals, Jiang Chen generously counted it as a tip.
After the settlement, Jiang Chen took the ID card from the manager and put it in his pocket. "Don't you have a bank here? The kind that can be paid by bank transfer. "
"We don't have that kind of thing." The hotel manager smiled apologetically and shook his head. "Only the 100 denomination crystal coupons issued by the city hall. We generally use crystal coupons for high-value goods. This kind of crystal coupons can be exchanged for crystals of the same value from the city hall at any time, but it is only circulated within the walls of Pingan Street. Outside of Pingan Street, it is a piece of waste paper. "
At this point, the hotel manager sighed.
"I heard that Wanghai in the south has a credit payment system. If Shangjing also has it …"
It was impossible to open a bank on the wasteland without absolute strength. Even the Survivors Alliance of Pingan Street didn't have this strength.
In a place where the law didn't exist, opening a bank was like writing two big fat sheep on your face.
What's more, if you didn't have enough strength, why would others trust you to protect their property? Why would they trust you to store the crystals with you?
Jiang Chen pondered in his mind. Maybe he could move the NAC bank to Shangjing and open a branch here. The economic and trade between Shangjing and Wanghai was still very close. It was absolutely necessary to open a bank here.
However, these plans had to wait until the trouble with CCCP was solved.
…
Five kilometers away from Pingan Street, under the building of Dongcheng Hospital, a short man rushed into the hospital, showed his identity to the sentinel in animal skin, and then ran upstairs.
On the edge of the parking lot, Tiger, with bruises all over his face, was sitting on a chair. The two cats on his face were gone and replaced by a few bandages. A woman in a nurse uniform was kneeling between his legs. From her haggard and numb look, it was clear that she had been abused a lot.
With an expression of enjoyment on his face, Tiger took out a low-quality cigarette and lit it for himself.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and his underling ran in anxiously.
"Tiger, Tiger!"
"Fu * k!"
Tiger was startled, and he shivered, almost spilling out.
He kicked away the woman kneeling in front of him and stood up with his belt. Just as he was about to rage, he gradually calmed down after he saw who it was.
Tiger put on his belt and sat back in his chair. He asked slowly.
"Is there a situation?"
"They are out of the city!" The short man quickly nodded and bowed, panting as he said, "They just left from the south gate. I've already ordered people to follow them."
"Very good." A vicious smile appeared on Tiger's face. He grabbed a dagger from the table and played with it in his hand. "You take a few dozen people and follow them back to the base. Kill all the men and keep the women for me. And the leader, break his hands and feet for me. Remember to keep him alive. "
"Yes, yes!" The man nodded quickly.
"Why aren't you going yet?" Seeing that his underling didn't move, Tiger raised an eyebrow.
The short man smiled and bowed.
"This is the case. Before they left Pingan Street, I sent someone to the Dorsett Hotel to inquire about them, and I heard some incredible news."
"Oh? Tell me about it, "Tiger asked.
"These people are quite rich! Especially the leader, he should be a nouveau riche from another province! I heard that they spent fifty thousand crystals at the Dorsett Hotel just to buy a card that they don't know if it will work. "
Fifty thousand crystals!
As soon as he heard this number, Tiger's eyes suddenly turned red. So red that blood almost seeped out. He wished he bought the card himself.
"Fu * k, fifty thousand crystals for a card?"
"It is said that the card is the ID card used to enter the security authentication of Line 0. But you also know that that thing is just a legend. Whether it really exists or not is still a big question. "
His small eyes narrowed into a line, and greed flashed across Brother Tiger's pupils.
"In other words, that card is worth fifty thousand crystals?"
That's fifty thousand crystals!
He had never seen so many crystals in his life!
If he had fifty thousand crystals, he could buy a power armor on Pingan Street!
Tiger stepped on the chair, spat on the ground, grabbed the rifle on the table, and fired at the ceiling.
Soon, he heard the gunshots and several of his confidants rushed in.
Tiger inserted the dagger on the wooden table and shouted like a bandit to his subordinates who dared to kill.
"Fu * k! The fat sheep is out of town. Hurry up and get ready! Bring the brothers, let's go f * cking kill them! Drive the modified truck for me. If we do this, we can have fun for a whole year! "
"Oh!!!"
"Boss is mighty!"
"Kill the fat sheep!"
The cheers of the raiders echoed in the office.
Looking at his high-spirited underlings, the blood of hatred boiled in Tiger's chest.
When he thought of the humiliation last night, he wanted to skin that person, pull out that person's tendons, and cut off his flesh to feed the dogs.
Yesterday's humiliation, today, he will return it a hundredfold!
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