My players are so fierce

Chapter 978 976. Agents from another world in action

The words are divided into two parts.

While the old players gathered to prepare for action, in the "Outer City People" shelter a few blocks away, three professionals, Border Town Prodigal, Jiewei Chike and Mr. Ziwei, were also taking action.

They were the first players to receive help from the Greyhounds.

The infatuated guy is quite organized. After he couldn't find his wife, his first reaction was to ask for help from the police. Although there are indeed several police officers in the player group, not only the traffic police brother Lian Zheng'er has been catching bad guys. They all have it, but they don't have the conditions to handle cases in the game. Therefore, under the advice of the mature and mature old Chentou, the gray man found Brother Zhongzhong.

That was before he posted a request for help.

Brother Zhongzhong was also very considerate. After receiving the news, he sent out his elite soldiers, not only the professionals led by the three agents, but also the three fishermen with super execution ability.

The Prodigal Son and others are responsible for looking for clues, while the three fishermen are responsible for taking action.

The work of professionals is different. After simply collecting information, they locked the target area near the university town. Although Port Chardeau was in chaos due to the invasion of foreign enemies, as the core building complex of the city, the university town The security nearby can still be trusted.

After all, the official residence of the Steam Lords Council is here, and vicious incidents cannot happen here.

The criminals are not fools, and no one will stand out in the area where the official strikes, so the agents determined that this was most likely a series of incidents caused by an accident.

They wore mercenary uniforms very low-key and walked through the gathering place for people in the outer city. Although it was only a few blocks away from the shelter in the university town, both the environment and the planning were in a mess.

The closed streets were littered with tents, discarded garbage, and scavengers rummaging through them. There was no effective planning at all. Even if it was such a mess, there were still people setting up stalls next to the tents. Selling some weird and unknown things.

There are always people gathering on the street, looking at the people on the street with vigilant and malicious eyes.

Walking here, the Prodigal Son felt like he was walking in a remote area of ​​Transia when he first entered the game.

"I said, the development of Port Chardeau is too uneven."

Mr. Ziwei next to him was playing with his crystal ball and complained:

"The university town is about to enter rudimentary capitalism, but the gathering in the outer city here has suddenly retreated into the wasteland style of speaking with fists. The gap between different classes in a city is really shocking to this extent. Eye-opening.”

“At this time, we have to talk about a few clichés like ‘capitalism’s alienation of people’.”

Jiewei Chike, who was tall and not easy to mess with, said with a grin. While he glared at the idle people around him to dispel their thoughts of making trouble over nothing, he also vigilantly observed certain details around him.

He whispered:

"But I have read the collection of essays "Impressions of Porto Chardeau" written by Professor Malcolm in Transia. The professor used considerable pen and ink to describe the class differences in this city in his article.

He said that most of the people in the outer city were freedmen who had lost their land due to industrial development by halfling factory owners.

They had no skills, and even though they received meager compensation, they were unable to gain a foothold in the industrial system. Although the halflings had opened worker training institutions, there were always some people who were unwilling to be part of the black-smoking mechanical system.

These free people had nowhere to go, so they could only follow the commerce and trade and gathered in the Port of Chardeau. Just like the sand in the water always settles at the bottom of a cup, after hundreds of years of peace and industrial advancement, the Chardeau The number of Xiacheng District residents gathered in many ports has reached an astonishing level.

Unable to integrate into this fast-paced city, they can only live on their own.

These guys have formed their own closed and exclusive social model in the outer city. It is indeed a typical lawless zone where violence is used.

However, the Steam Lords have not completely ignored this group. They will try their best to plan for them when expanding the city. Unfortunately, the lack of a grassroots governance system has prevented the Steam Lords from keeping these people out of the main body. people into their system.

The number of jobs this city can provide is always limited, but people have to find their own way to survive. It's like a vicious circle. The more chaos there is, the more people there are, and the more people there are, the more chaos there is. "

“In areas where the rule of law is lacking, there will always be people who should not be in power to fill the vacancies in this part of the order in their own way.”

The prodigal brother hit the nail on the head and said:

"Just like the outer city was intensively cultivated by various gangs during the Cadman City period, the pattern here is similar. If you want to find people here, you have to directly find the gangs that control the place. Those ground rats are very well-informed.

To go even more extreme, it is not even difficult for us to judge that maybe the disappearance of the Palian sisters was their own fault.

I have asked the staff at the shelter before, and the sisters have not concealed their origins, and in order to recruit manpower for Transia, they have also set up a 'labor agency' in the outer city in the name of the Batacin Chamber of Commerce. office.

I suspect that they were targeted because of this.

Given the current level of civilization shown by the people in the outer city, we cannot expect the 'underground godfathers' among them to understand the concept of a 'diplomatic accident' and the horrific waves it will cause. The cause of this incident is likely to be a blackmail plot. Kidnapping for purpose.

But the huge chain reaction caused by the disappearance of the Pallian sisters scared those guys and made them realize that they had made a stupid and terrible mistake.

Now I just hope that those gophers still have some sense and don't kill people and try to get away with it. Otherwise, this matter will be really difficult to handle.

Countess Pallian only has those two daughters, which are her lifeblood. Once they lose them, I estimate that based on the resources currently available to the Bataxin Chamber of Commerce and Countess Pallian’s transcendent status in Transian political circles, The fate of the people from the outer city will not be too good. "

"Does the Batasin Chamber of Commerce need to hire people to do this?"

Mr. Ziwei snorted and curled his lips and said:

"If something happens to those sisters, with the character of the Gray Fighter and the players' behavior pattern of protecting the calf, the players in the expeditionary force alone can massacre this place, and there is a high probability that Mr. Murphy will also Won't stop.

The Pallian family is a veteran who followed Lord Murphy to conquer the world during the Cadman City disaster. "

"Oh, look, ignorance. This thing itself is already terrible. What's even more terrible is that wherever it exists, it will always cause all kinds of worse troubles."

The prodigal son sighed and continued to walk forward, but was soon poked in the arm by Jiewei Chike. He turned back and followed Chike's gaze. At a stall on the street, a Transian-style Women's pendants are so eye-catching.

The three agents' eyes lit up.

There's a clue!

"You two stay here, I'll call someone."

Mr. Ziwei whispered something, then hummed and swayed his body and walked towards the stall in the other direction, while Chike and Luangzi were squatting on the stall next to them.

The owner of this stall is a half-grown child.

His dark skin had not been bathed for who knows how long, and there was a scar on his arm, which looked very fierce. However, the prodigal brother could tell at a glance that it was not a scar, it was just a scar made by the naughty kid with a knife. The scars add a bit of "majesty" to him.

Hey, immature guys will do things like this to hurt themselves and make others laugh no matter what world they are in.

"Where did all these things come from?"

Jiewei Chike asked in a slightly accented Transian language. The bored child was too lazy to answer the question and just said indifferently:

"If you like it, take the money. If you don't have the money, get out."

After he finished speaking, he cursed in a low voice in the local dialect, "You stupid foreigner who made war fortune." Of course, the translation program of the Calculation Orb translated this sentence conscientiously.

"These things are quite exquisite. I will take them back to my daughter and she will like them. Hey, brother, can they be cheaper?"

The prodigal brother showed a very philistine expression, picked up a few gadgets at the stall, and took the lady's pendant in his hand. He bargained and said:

"These things of yours are obviously from bad sources. Look, this elf bracelet is still stained with blood. I am taking risks by taking these, so give me a discount."

"Hey, expert."

When the naughty kid saw the business opening, he immediately grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said:

"Just give me three gold coins. This is a preferential price, a special price for the heroes who come to surround the city!"

"Three gold coins? You are so poor that you are crazy!"

Jiewei Chike shouted angrily:

"If everything on the stall is worth one gold coin, I will take your surname. That's a big deal, right? Damn it, is this how you locals treat our defenders?"

"We didn't invite you here!"

The child did not suffer any loss and shouted loudly:

"I think you're just looking for trouble! You've already taken three gold coins, so just tell me whether you want to buy it or not!"

"Then what if I don't buy it?"

The prodigal brother threw away the things in his hand, but the lady's pendant was held in his hand. He said coldly:

"Can you still beat me up?"

"hehe"

The stall owner kid sneered, took out a whistle and blew it hard, and a group of idlers exuding violence on the nearby street immediately gathered around with malicious smiles.

The prodigal brother sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, no matter which world they are in, the way these gophers "do business" is the same. However, although this method is stupid, it is very effective. If nothing else, isn't there a similar situation in their legal society? ?

People still jump into such an obvious trap every day.

But the good news is, they found the right owner!

"Man, pay the money obediently, pick up your things and leave. We'll just pretend that nothing happened. You'll be relaxed and we'll be happy too."

A bald man shook his bare arms with strange patterns and grinned and said to the prodigal brother:

"You are the 'heroes' who defend the city, and we don't want to make it difficult for you. Let's do this. You scared my little brother, so I will add an extra five gold coins for the mental damage fee, and we can still treat you to wander around."

"Heroes, don't do anything!"

The prodigal son glanced behind him with a panicked expression. At the street corner behind him, Mr. Ziwei and the three Moyu brothers were already in place. There were also people waiting there at the alley on the other side.

The pocket formation is complete.

"Let's go and talk next to each other, okay?"

The prodigal brother rubbed his hands and said:

"We also want to lose face. Let's resolve it privately and give each other face, okay?"

"Hmph, that's pretty good. Come on!"

The bald brother waved his hand and led his brothers to "escort" the two outsiders to a nearby alley. Before he could speak, the prodigal brother's expression became serious. He picked up the lady's pendant in his hand and pointed it at the bald man. The big man asked:

"Where did you get this thing? Where are sisters Pa Lian now! Tell me honestly! Otherwise, your life will be at risk!"

"Blank!"

Hearing the prodigal brother ask about the Palian sisters, the bald man in front of him immediately knew something was wrong. He pulled out the dagger and tried to fight for his life. However, there was a bang, and the bullet fired from the other side of the street hit the dagger, causing the sharp blade to shatter. Put it under his feet.

The salaried fisherman lying on the far wall was chewing gum expressionlessly. With his eyes twinkling with emerald green eagle eyes, he pulled the bolt and continued to aim. Other brothers also poured in from both ends of the alley, and some vampire players slapped him. It flew down from the sky with its wings and accurately blocked all the escape routes of this group of rats.

Seeing themselves surrounded by a group of murderous outsiders, these gangsters were frightened out of their wits.

The black muzzle of the gun and the bright sharp blade made them immediately lose their will to resist. The bald man at the head was trembling and squatting on the ground with his hands on his head. This skilled posture had been used by the halfling city defense officers before. entertain".

"Let me ask you one last time!"

The prodigal brother took the pendant in his hand and scolded him coldly:

"Where are sisters Palian!"

"They are missing."

The bald man said tremblingly:

“We planned to send them back a few days ago.

They were big shots from outside and we couldn't afford to mess with them. In front of them, we severely punished the idiots who tricked them into coming here. We all reached an agreement, but they disappeared that night.

I swear, we didn't hurt those two meatheads. No, two noble ladies!

We really didn’t do it!

Let us go! "

"Are you kidding me? Two big living people were tricked by you into coming here and then disappeared on your territory?"

Jiewei Chike hit the big man on the head with the handle of his pistol, and he scolded:

"Do you think we are fools? Or do you think your joke is humorous?"

"What brother said is true."

A halfling gang member nearby screamed:

"That night I sent hot soup to the two ladies. They also advised us to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and go to Transia to start a new life. But when I went to deliver fruit to them half an hour later, they disappeared.

He must have been taken away by those lunatics in the sewers!

Just like before, those guys would show up at night and kidnap a lot of people. "

"What? What kind of lunatic is in the sewer?"

The prodigal son captured a key point. He asked:

"Tell me clearly, what's in the city's sewers?"

"Mechanical. Mechanical Church!"

The halfling seemed to be talking about something taboo. He was very scared and lowered his voice and said:

"They were a group of madmen who worshiped machinery. When the Genoa Peninsula was first invaded by the Jackals, they organized a riot against the Steam Lords. As a result, the Jackals came too quickly, and the lower city fell quickly, and their riot ended in vain. .

But they're definitely still in the sewers.

That is their mechanical kingdom. I don’t know why they took away the two Ms. Palian, but there is indeed a sewer outlet near the room where they are. I really didn’t lie to you. Many people in the outer city know about the Mechanical Church.

The Steam Lords say those people are cultists and we are not allowed to associate with them. "

"Are any of you familiar with sewer construction?"

The prodigal son and the crazy guest looked at each other and immediately asked:

"Find someone to guide us, and your sins will be punished lightly."

"No one dares to go! Boss."

The bald brother shouted with blood on his face:

"Those who have gone there can't come back. For so many years, we have only dared to do business on the ground and never dared to go underground. That is other people's territory. Even the usually domineering city defense officials dare not Go. Port Shardau seems to be ruled by the Steam Lords, but in fact everyone knows that they can only take care of things on the ground.

No one dares to help you in this matter. "

"Prodigal son, Brother Zhongzhong has brought someone here."

Paid Fish shouted from the side.

A few minutes later, a large number of murderous old players rushed here, running rampant like street tigers. When the gray man saw the pendant in the hand of the prodigal son, his eyes immediately turned red and he picked up his measuring stick. He beat the gangsters in front of him head-on and was pulled back by Niu Niu.

Venting your temper now won't solve the problem.

After hearing what the prodigal son said, the old players were also dumbfounded.

The good news is that people are still there and have not been harmed. The bad news is that there is a "dungeon" in Port Chardeau? It's almost the same as the Scarlet Castle during the Cadman City disaster, but I don't know if there are any side stories like the Rat Pack here.

"The Mechanical Church. Old Flywheel was a member of this church before!"

Xiao Ruyi, who followed the old players and came over to join in the fun, immediately shouted:

"He told me the story of that force before. Their power in the underground world of Port Chardeau is indeed very great. These bastards didn't lie. But the old flywheel is still in Transia, so we can't I can't find his 'former leader' to help."

"Let's find his junior brother."

Xiao Weiming flapped her wings and hung in the air, and said to the players with joy:

"Old Feilun's junior brother is the current president of Shardo University, His Excellency Minx. When they were young, they had a jealous duel over the younger junior sister's rivalry. And I read the information given by the development team on the forum. In fact, Shardo Many old mechanics in Hong Kong secretly have contacts with the Mechanical Church.

They have a unique marionette technology that allows them to take out people's brains and make them into robots. This is another form of immortality. Damn it, don't worry, Asher!

Your wife will not be made into a robot, I will just say casually.

Don't cry!

Damn it, Awen, come on! I'm in trouble. "