Guoyun: My system rests with the country

The Suzaku car slid across the treetops, broke another branch, and finally stopped on the lawn of the park.

There are propellers to change the descent, and special gull-wing doors to glide to slow down, and finally, treetops are used as buffers.

Therefore, Lin Dong and Wantong basically did not suffer much damage.

Instead, the pedestrians around were running around in fright.

The gull-wing door shrank and closed, and the sound of the amplifier sounded again after the door closed.

Wantong looked at his watch.

"Come on, we're running out of time."

Lin Dong drove in the direction pointed by Wantong.

It seems that the big movement in the city has alarmed the surrounding garrisons.

Two fighter jets flew low overhead.

Immediately afterwards, a group of helicopters appeared in the distance. Visible to the naked eye, at least 8 helicopters rose from the rear and joined the city-wide search.

Wantong frowned and asked Lin Dong to park the car in a culvert under a bridge.

"Okay, stop for a while."

"Assistant Wu, the opponent's army is coming soon, we have to hurry up and get out of the city."

Wantong took out the black USB flash drive, and brought a sports backpack from behind, and handed these two things to Lin Dong:
"Leave the rest of the road to me, and I will drive them away."

"No, they are all Xia Guo people, the worst is to fight with them!"

Wantong shook his head and said:
"Listen, your role is more important than you imagined, this USB flash drive must be brought back to China."

"In addition, there is a letter of introduction in the backpack. You can go to a guy named Dickens according to the address of the letter of introduction, and he will tell you what to do."

Seeing that Lin Dong still wanted to speak, Wantong frowned and shouted:
"Manly man, why are you so mother-in-law?"

"I'm tired of being a nanny in China, and I finally came out to have a good time, so don't spoil my interest!"

He patted the bridge.

"Don't worry, with this car here, I'm sure I won't die. It's just that it may be a little troublesome to go back to China."

"Your task is not light, listen to me and hurry up, see you in Xia Guo!"

As he spoke, he drove Lin Dong out of the cab, and as soon as the door was closed, the Suzaku sedan drove out from under the bridge.

After a while, several police cars passed by Lin Dong with flashing lights and roaring.

Lin Dong put the USB flash drive close to his body, opened the backpack and checked it.

Inside were all my documents, a coat with a hood, and some change notes, totaling about three or four hundred yuan.

As early as in the car, Lin Dong took off his racing suit and only wore a T-shirt.

He quickly put on his coat, put another hundred or so change bills into his pocket, put on his hood, and put on his backpack, just like other ordinary people in this city.

After exiting the culvert, climbing over the guardrail, crossing a road, and passing by the hotel alleyway with flashing neon lights, we came to a small square.

Vegas City is a famous tourist attraction in Citigroup, known as the city that never sleeps.

But Lin Dong has no interest in visiting right now.

The fighter planes flying through the sky from time to time, and the police cars that sounded their sirens and gradually moved away, touched Lin Dong's heart.

"Oh, I don't know if Assistant Wu has run out..."

Take out the letter of introduction, it is actually written in Latin.

Lin Dong had never learned Latin, so he skipped the content and looked directly at the address of the letter of introduction.

"Robindale Road?"

Lin Dong walked from the square to the entrance of a nearby hotel, and soon a black and white double-coloured taxi with a long box billboard stopped in front of him.

"Please go to this place." Lin Dong showed the address of the letter of introduction to the driver.

"Oh, this place is not close, and it belongs to a poor area, so you have to pay extra," the driver muttered.

"Don't worry, I will give you a generous tip."

"Aha, I like generous guests, please sit still."

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, he headed southwest of Vegas.

After driving for about half an hour, the taxi stopped in front of a small two-story residential area.

"Sir, Robindale Road is here."

Lin Dong paid the fare and gave an extra [-]% as a tip, which made the driver very happy.

"You must be careful in the slums, Mr. Generous."

"Especially the building on the west side, it's best not to go."

"There lives a crazy old man, who likes everything..."

The driver made a gesture of holding his gun.

"Bang~bang~bang~!"

"Okay, thank you for reminding me, goodbye."

After the taxi drove away, Lin Dong saw a community sign beside it, which was Robindale Road.

Looking at the clean and spacious street in front of you, the house is also an exquisite two-story western-style building, with beige exterior walls and brick-red glazed tiles, and palm trees planted in front of the door.

Such a community is actually called a slum?
In fact, this is really a slum area in Vegas, where most of the residents are low-income families and residents who have recently immigrated to Citigroup.

Because they can't afford single-family houses with front yards and backyards, they have to buy or rent such residential buildings.

Moreover, there is no independent property and guards in the whole community. Although such a place looks good, it is indeed planned as a slum area.

For the first time, Lin Dong felt the madness and evil of capitalism.

At this time, he saw the door of a nearby house opened, and a man was coming out of it.

Lin Dong hurried forward and asked, "Hello, do you know where Dickens lives?"

The man looked at Lin Dong in surprise, and asked, "What are you looking for with Dickens?"

"I... I'm his friend."

"What? That madman Dickens has friends?"

"Are you sure you are right, you are looking for Dickens, not Dade Si or Thiago?"

Seeing that Lin Dong nodded with certainty.

The man pointed behind him and said, "This is Building 9. The Dickens you are looking for is at No. 6, Building 143. Go through here, turn the corner and walk straight."

Lin Dong thanked the man and was about to leave, but was stopped by the man again.

"Hey, you've got to be careful, I mean Dickens doesn't quite get his head right sometimes."

Lin Dong thanked him again, followed the direction the man pointed, walked from building 9 to building 7, and then turned a corner to the right.

Then I saw a residential building marked as 6.

6 residential buildings are located on the west side of this community, and the entire side is a row of two-story houses.

On the opposite side of the house is a tall rich man's house with front and rear gardens, garages and underground storage rooms.

A huge sexy poster of Barbara hangs on the outer wall, and the owner of this house is obviously a big fan of her.

Lin Dong walked along the street to 6 townhouses.

From the street, you can see the room marked No. 143 on the second floor.

And below Room 143, the entire floor marked 243 has been completely opened up, and there are many plaster statues inside.

These statues are of different sizes, and the content of the carvings is also different.

Basically, the sculptures from the Renaissance and postmodernism are involved.

At least Lin Dong has seen related works such as David, Venus, and Miratoji.

At this time, the sound of a gun being loaded came from behind Lin Dong.

"Hey boy, don't move or I'll blow your head off!"

Lin Dong was like a light on his back, he was sure that he was being aimed at by a gun.

He held up his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I came to see Dickens, I..."

Lin Dong was about to turn around.

Bang~!
A statue of Venus next to it was smashed to pieces.

The acrid smell of gunpowder and plaster filled the air.

"I'm Dickens, you'd better not move now!"

"If you dare to move again, I guarantee that it will be your head that will be shattered!"

"Now I ask, you answer!"

"If you get it wrong, I'll blow your head off too."

"Do you think tofu nao should be sweet or salty?"

"..."

Bang~!

Another statue of David next to it also shattered.

"Tell me, is it sweet or salty?"

Lin Dong didn't dare to move anymore, he finally understood what others meant when Dickens was a lunatic.

Pointing a gun at someone who doesn't agree with a word, asking questions about the saltiness and sweetness of tofu brain, is this not a lunatic?
In the face of mentally abnormal people, it is absolutely wrong to intensify conflicts. Only by following the other party's thinking can one survive under the gun.

Lin Dong raised his hands and shouted: "The era of salty and sweet tofu nao is over, now it is popular to eat spicy tofu nao."

"What? The taste has changed again?"

In Dickens' words, he couldn't hide his deep loss.

In the end, I cursed in the quintessence of Xia Guo dialect:
"I'll fuck you!"