When Xia Pingan left the Chez Terroir Restaurant, it was completely dark outside. The entire Paris was shrouded in darkness. At this time, the pedestrians on the streets could barely be seen. In the quiet night, the gunshots reverberating in the city were more ear-piercing and numbing …
In the southeast, the gunshots seemed to be more intense as if a battle was going on. The sky was illuminated by the flickering flames on the ground. That was the 11th arrondissement of Paris, in the direction of the Avenue de la Republique and the Avenue de la Voltaire. According to Gabriel, the gangs of Paris were attacking the Chinese community in the 11th arrondissement of Paris at night.
Xia Pingan squinted his eyes for a while before pulling up the collar of his windbreaker and rapidly disappearing into the darkness.
With the gradual recovery of his strength, Xia Pingan felt that his Divine Power seemed to be more stable after this big meal. His night vision as a summoner gradually recovered. Therefore, the dark streets were no obstacle for him. He could already clearly see the things hidden in the dark streets — the sewage on the ground, the wandering stray cats, the ruins after the chaos, and the various people who quietly appeared in the corners of the dark streets — gangsters, drug dealers, and those women who relied on their bodies to make a living.
There was a chill in the night wind, but the women shivered as they exposed their pale thighs, backs, or chests, waiting for customers to come.
Due to the lack of supplies, many women's make-up was much plainer. Some even didn't make up at all. Women who could wear heavy make-up at this time must be extraordinary in Paris.
Xia Pingan passed through the dark streets and alleys, avoiding those who he didn't want to meet, and prepared to return to the small hotel.
Although the small hotel was very shabby, it was a civilian area and was relatively peaceful. With the protection of the security team, those people from BG Gang couldn't enter.
No one would think that a killer would live in such a place.
… …
Casia, the owner of the hotel, sat listlessly at the door of the deserted hotel. He was full of self-blame and chagrin. "… That guy must have run away. How could I believe him? What's in his room worth? It's just a pile of junk. Has the painter become a liar …"
While Casia was blaming himself, he saw Xia Pingan in a black windbreaker walking towards him from the street outside. His steps were steady and nimble. Casia almost jumped up at once.
"You're back?" Casia moved closer to Xia Pingan. His shrewd eyes and sniffed Xia Pingan's body.... His eyes were full of doubts. "You have the smell of … cream Bacon. you've made money?"
This guy's dog nose was really sharp!
Xia Pingan nodded solemnly. "I found a job in a restaurant and earned some money …" Xia Pingan said as he reached into his pocket and took out two hundred euros. He handed it to Jessie, the owner of the hotel. "Pay some rent first. I'll slowly pay you back later when I work …"
Euros were no longer useful in Paris at this moment. It wasn't that they couldn't be used, it was just that their value was greatly reduced. Many things that could be bought with ten euros could now be bought with dozens of euros. Euros were no longer useful in Paris, but they could be used in many places outside of Paris. This created a lot of arbitrage space for people with connections.
Actually, Xia Pingan could easily pay off all the bills with his money. However, it would be too suspicious. How could an ordinary person make so much money just by strolling around outside for a day? Therefore, two hundred euros was a figure that could satisfy the innkeeper without causing any unnecessary trouble.
Casia took the money from Xia Pingan. He squinted his eyes and carefully checked the money under the lamp. After confirming that it wasn't fake, he finally revealed a smile. He didn't even notice that Xia Pingan's windbreaker was almost fully buttoned up. Naturally, he didn't expect that Xia Pingan had a tactical vest and long and short weapons in his windbreaker.
Casia put the money into his pocket at once. After that, he quickly withdrew his smile and put on a serious look. "Ahem, this money is far from enough. You still need to pay me 2,600 euros to pay off your bill …"
"I'll pay you back while making money!" Xia Pingan smiled. "I'll pay you back eventually!"
"Don't forget that there's a new bill. I'll calculate it for you!"
"Okay, no problem. Can you turn on the water pipe today? I want to take a bath."
Hearing that Xia Pingan wanted to take a bath, Casia raised his eyebrows and raised his voice. "You want to take a bath? Do you know how expensive water is in the civilian district?"
"I know. Just put it on the bill first. I've been working for a whole day. I'm sweating all over. If I'm still like this tomorrow, I might not be able to stay in the restaurant for long. You know, the restaurant needs us to be clean and decent. If I lose my job, I won't be able to pay off your rent!"
Casia's expression changed a bit. Finally, he nodded. "I'll turn on the water pipe for you for ten minutes. Then, I'll put it on the bill for you!"
"Okay!" Xia Pingan nodded. Then, he went upstairs and unlocked his room.
Before leaving the room, Xia Pingan had made some small decorations on the floor. When he came back, he found that the decorations were still intact. This meant that nobody had entered the room after he left. Therefore, it was still safe here.
After Xia Pingan took off his clothes, he entered the bathroom and knocked on the water pipe with an empty beer bottle. Garcia, who was below, finally turned on the faucet. He didn't forget to shout from below, "10 minutes. I'll remember the time for you. Not a second more …"
The shower head finally sprayed water. Although it was cold water, it still made Zhang Tie feel refreshed.
Xia Pingan washed off the dirt on his body in the water and took 9 minutes to finish his bath. The water droplets in the bathroom were really turned off 2 seconds before the 10 minute mark, not even a second more. Damn, Grandet almost shed tears when he saw the hotel owner.
Xia Pingan wiped off the water droplets on his body. Then, he returned to his room and put on his clothes.
Although Luo An was down and out, he was still a bit of a clean freak. The clothes in his wardrobe were all cleaned up, and there was even a faint smell of camphor.
After putting on his clothes, Xia Pingan placed his gun beside his pillow and fell asleep quietly.
Other than the sound of gunfire, the night was silent.
Early in the morning of the next day, before the sky even brightened, Xia Pingan was woken up by his stomach growling with hunger.
After a night's rest, Xia Pingan woke up and sensed the secret mandala. The Black Dragon Realm Pearl had stabilized, and the Net Realm Pearl was almost ready to be used. The divine power he could sense had already reached about 150 points. Compared to yesterday, his overall strength was indeed much stronger.
He couldn't stay in this small inn anymore. If he stayed here, if something happened to his original body and he had to return to the Undying City, it was too unsafe for this body to sleep here for two to three days. Who knows, this body might be buried alive or cremated by the owner of the inn. This small inn, any few hoodlums could barge in and mess up his plans.
Therefore, after yesterday's exploration and torment, after accumulating some wealth in his hands, Xia Pingan was prepared to find a safe place to stay in Paris today in case he suddenly had to leave. This doppelganger that he had found with great difficulty didn't even have a safe place to settle down, and it had been ruined by others.
After waking up, Xia Pingan put on his clothes. After washing up, he put on a black painter's hat and left 3000 euros in cash on the table in the room. Then, he left the small hotel.
As long as he did not return in three days, the hotel owner would definitely open the door to his room.
As for the BG gang, they were just like ants. Xia Pingan was not in a hurry. He would think about it after he settled down.
… …
Luo An had a lot of useful information in his mind. When he was studying painting in Paris, he was also a tutor and painting teacher for some rich families. He had villas in many places in Paris, such as the Louvre Museum in the city center and the Notre Dame Cathedral in the suburbs of Paris.
In order to avoid space invasion, some rich people often built shelters and safe houses in the basements of their villas. Some shelters and safe houses had very high safety levels, which could even withstand the impact of nuclear bombs. If he could find such a villa to settle down, the problem of his doppelganger would be solved.
In the information in Luo An's mind, there was indeed such a villa. That villa was a bit far from here. It was in Pierrefitte on the bank of the Seine River. The owners of the villa were a rich old French couple. They had a daughter. As Luo An was their daughter's art teacher, he had visited the underground safe house and wine cellar of the villa. Therefore, he had a deep impression of it.
When Xia Pingan left the inn, the innkeeper, Garcia, was still snoring in his room. Xia Pingan could even hear his snoring at the door, so he didn't have to grumble anymore.
… …
Before dawn, some people in the civilian district had already woken up and started working. Some shops were already ready to open.
Xia Pingan touched his stomach. He was too hungry, so he had to find a reliable bakery to eat something to replenish his energy.
… …
One hour later, Xia Pingan paid 60 euros and had a breakfast of cream almond bread and a bottle of milk. After that, he walked out of the bakery.
At this time, the sky was completely bright. There were more pedestrians on the street.
After walking 100 meters away from the breakfast shop, the roar of motorcycles came from the street behind him. Three motorcycles slowly drove past Xia Pingan. There were two people on each of the motorcycles. One was riding the motorcycles, while the other was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycles. They held weapons in their hands and constantly scanned the pedestrians on the street.
The men on the motorcycles were dressed in the same style as the BG gang. All six of them were black, similar to the three gangsters who robbed Xia Pingan yesterday.
As Xia Pingan was wearing a hat to cover his black hair, the three motorcycles didn't notice anything unusual about Xia Pingan when they passed by him. However, when the three motorcycles passed by Xia Pingan, one of the gang members sitting on the back of one of the motorcycles turned his head to look at Xia Pingan. Then, he was stunned.
Xia Pingan's Chinese face was too obvious!
"Hey, kid …"
When the two sides looked at each other, the gang member's expression changed slightly and he shouted. He had already felt something and instinctively wanted to point his gun at Xia Pingan.
However, Xia Pingan was faster. When he saw the three motorcycles, he was already prepared. Before the gangster could turn his gun, Xia Pingan raised his hand and pointed the HK416C hidden in his windbreaker at the six gangsters in front of him.
"Da da da da da …" Half a clip of bullets swept past in the blink of an eye. The six gangsters on the motorcycles didn't have time to react and instantly fell into a pool of blood. All the bullets came from behind and the three motorcycles slid to the ground.
Gunshots rang out on the street. The surrounding people hurriedly dodged in panic.
Xia Pingan quickly ran over and searched the bodies of the six gangsters. He took out a few magazines, a gold watch, a chain, and made a small fortune. Then, he kicked away the bodies of the two gangsters on one of the motorcycles. He picked up the motorcycles himself and put on a helmet.
Then, he raised his gun and shot the fuel tanks of the other two motorcycles. "Da da da … Da da."
The moment the flames rose on the street, Xia Pingan got on the motorcycles. He twisted the throttle and spun in a circle. The motorcycles roared and his black windbreaker drew a line in the air like a pair of wings. He was incomparably elegant and at ease. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace …
More than ten minutes later, a large group of BG Gang members rushed here. There were more than seven to eight cars, more than ten motorcycles, and a few pickup trucks. They were all filled with people. All of them were armed, murderous, and red-eyed.
"Find that bastard for me …" A leader of BG Gang, who wore a large gold chain around his neck and had a head full of dreadlocks, roared. "I want to eat him up bit by bit …"
In just two days, BG Gang had suffered heavy losses at the hands of Xia Pingan. They were actually thrown into disarray by a black-haired brat who came out of nowhere. So many people had died. The entire BG Gang was going crazy.
If they didn't catch that black-haired brat and execute him in the cruelest way possible, BG Gang's authority in this area would definitely disappear. Others would think that BG Gang was weak and that BG Gang's survival would definitely be faced with a huge threat. There would definitely be more and more people and forces that would want to challenge BG Gang. They would want to take something from BG Gang. This was the survival rule of gangs in this urban jungle. If they didn't give a strong response to such provocation, they would really be finished …
…
Chez Terroir Restaurant …
"Manager, there's news from outside. Six of BG Gang's men were killed by that black-haired brat on Mentu Street. That person even stole one of BG Gang's motorcycles. BG Gang has already put a bounty of two million euros on that person's head …"
"Two million euros?" Gabriel, who was smoking a cigar, laughed as he sat behind the large desk. "Those mad dogs from BG Gang are really going crazy this time …"
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