A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

"I thought something happened to you, and I was wondering if I should go to you..."

He said, pointing to the electronic clock beside him.

Three ten minutes had passed long ago.

But now that Henry is back, there is nothing to say. Boss Xue will not be stingy with the final payment... He has so many gold coins from all over the world that they will be piled up in the cellar. Thirty coins are too much for him. It's really nothing to say.

Max was different. He looked at the thirty gold coins in the bag, and tears were about to flow out.

Of course, he didn't aspire to be a lunatic since he was a child, but everyone on the surface is the same. Even if he works hard, he only gets leftovers, which are barely enough to survive.Everyone earns hard-earned money, but the hard-earned people on the surface are worthless.

He and Julio would have lost their lives if they hadn't made a fool of themselves.His moral bottom line dropped rapidly in his youth, and in the end he only left a sentence of "don't do anything to the poor".

Even so, he had never seen so much money... He even began to worry about whether he would be targeted because of these gold coins when he returned to his own world.In particular, the mechanical law enforcement officer will definitely keep an eye on the various neighborhoods in Los Angeles. At this time, going out to exchange for gold and spending lavishly with the money you just got is simply looking for death.

"...Can I store these in the tavern for the time being? I'll take them out after the wind has passed."

After thinking about it, Max could only think of this one way.

Xue Li raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "As long as you can trust us, of course it's fine."

How can you not believe it... This tavern is undoubtedly able to "connect the world". Los Angeles is sunny and dry, but there is still rain dripping from the corner of the terrace here;

According to Boss Xue’s explanation, not only the Mechanical Law Enforcement Officer can’t find it here, but anyone else in his world can’t enter it either;

During the renovation just now, he also communicated with the bishop and Henry who could only write for a while, and he knew that in order to save the guests from another world, the boss here paid a lot of gold coins out of his own pocket.

Such a place is at least more trustworthy than ARMADYNE.

Max drank another glass of free wine, which he never had the chance to experience in his life, and turned back to his neighborhood.

The Mechanical Law Enforcement Officer was walking nearby, saw him standing alone on the street, scanned him, and announced with an emotionless electronic voice: "Employee No. 6722 of the Mechanical Assembly Workshop of the Los Angeles factory, you need to take the temporary special line to the factory to gather immediately , accept interrogation."

Looking at the gun in the robot's hand, Maxton was very glad that he didn't bring the gold coins along with him.

"Act now!" The robot in front of him had already raised his gun according to the predetermined procedure, so he could only immediately raise his hand and walk towards the so-called "temporary special line" at the corner of the street.

Chapter 7 Traps

Henry, who disappeared in the subway station for two hours, finally returned to Moscow before the police completely sealed off the place.

According to the bishop's suggestion, he changed into a new set of clothes all over his body. After putting on a neat formal suit and combing his hair again, he even looked a bit like an office worker in the central business district. Glasses, and shaved the beard on his face clean.

He also kept Boss Xue's instructions in mind. When walking, he bent his legs a little, bowed his waist, lowered his head, and put his hands in his pockets, making him look shorter.

When he walked out of the subway station, there were still a few policemen standing at the entrance of the station, but they just glanced at him and did not come to check him.Obviously, he had fooled these people.

Even without special makeup at all, his temperament has been completely changed because of this action, so that no one will think that he is the wanted "violent criminal".

Of course, it must have helped that the signaling device in his arm had been removed... When he walked out of the subway station, he had already seen the electronic devices in the hands of the police officers out of the corner of his eye.

Before he had time to think about it, he lowered his head and walked up the stairs quickly.

The Moscow dusk is brilliantly lit, and the parks by the river are full of people.Not far downstream is the Red Square. The surrounding shops are lit up with neon lights, welcoming tourists from all over the world with an open attitude. The glass curtain walls of skyscrapers reflect the prosperity of the entire city; , Lamborghini, Aston Martin and other luxury cars merged into the traffic flow and drove to the villa area in the suburbs.

Except that onion-shaped spiers can be seen everywhere, there is no difference between this place and cities such as New York, London, Milan, etc.; the clothing stores and luxury stores of various brands in the central department store are open all night, and the strong metal rock music in nightclubs and clubs deafening.

Henry didn't know why he was so familiar with the night scenes of Moscow, and even knew what the nights of those western metropolises looked like, and why he didn't know anything about himself?

Under normal circumstances, there are many amnesias of ordinary people, but that is because their brains store "experienced things" and "learned knowledge" separately, and damage to the former area will not interfere with the latter .Xue Li, the owner of the tavern, is like this. He remembers everything except what he has experienced, and he seems very smart when asked and answered.

But he is not.He was resurrected after his death. Either all knowledge and skills should have been lost with his memory, or they should have stayed together... How could this happen?

It's a pity that the guy named Jimmy who should be a friend has died in the car, leaving no useful information except "the power supply system is on the chest" and "enemies are everywhere".

He was walking on the streets of Moscow at this time, completely unaware of what he should do and where he should go.

No matter how prosperous the surrounding street scene is, it has nothing to do with him.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to find a way to sort out his chaotic thoughts for the time being.

He actually knows a lot of things so far, for example, the laboratory is located in the sky, those people killed by him and Jimmy in the parking lot are Akon's subordinates, and of course the name "Akon"... a person , No matter how secretive the existence of an organization is, it will always leave some traces in the surrounding world, and it will not be completely lost, especially when the other party is also looking for him at the same time.

But he should not appear in front of those who are chasing him for the time being... Hiding in the dark is a big advantage. It is true that his wife is still in Akang's hands, and he should be the one who is anxious, but it is not impossible to keep this advantage Simultaneously rescue.

From the point of view of those police officers, Akang has great influence.

It's just that the bigger the power, the harder it is to manage and organize tightly, especially in Moscow.The Soviet Union is dead, but there are still many people alive in the KGB!Most of Akang's organization is not very legal, and of course they can't openly appear in the sun. Most of the work of finding people has to be outsourced.

Henry thought, if he were Akon, who else would he give this job to, except those police officers?

Needless to say...of course it's the gangsters on the street.

Most of those guys usually gather in piles to sell drugs, fight, and collect protection fees. Once someone "doesn't do business" walks around on the street, looks at pedestrians, and compares them with the photos on their mobile phones, they must have received it. Find his mission.

After thinking this through, Henry immediately understood what he should do, and walked into the corner shop before anyone noticed him.

As he expected, after night fell, under the street lamps, young people with cropped heads, sweatshirts or leather jackets, cigarettes slanted, and crab-like walks began to appear.

Sure enough, some of them were holding cellphones in their hands, gazing passersby's faces with that characteristic squinting gaze.

However, the concentration of these young people is limited. After a long search, they quickly felt bored and decided to go to the nearby nightclub for a few drinks.

"... Last time the boss got an Armenian girl, damn it, that figure made me drool..."

"You know what, Belarusian chicks are the best."

"I think the American girl is pretty good, she can have fun and won't stay here for long..."

Several people discussed the topic of girls in a dirty manner, greeted the security guard of the nightclub who knew them, and went straight in through the side door.

After walking a few steps in the corridor, several people were immediately surrounded by brilliant lights and buzzing sound waves.

The dance floor was full of young men and women looking for excitement, and everyone was swaying to the beat of the music. Of course, these young people who were very familiar with this atmosphere blended into the crowd very smoothly, and decided to start Shake it for a while before asking for something to drink.

Shaking and shaking, several brothers suddenly realized something was wrong, and one of them asked, "Hey, where did Matvey go?"

After asking several times, a brother replied: "I saw him go to the bathroom just now!"

"Damn it, you went to the toilet without drinking anything? Did you catch a girl so quickly?" The one who asked didn't take it seriously, just cursed, and then squeezed across the middle of the dance floor.

In the men's bathroom at this time, Matvey was not enjoying himself as the brothers thought, but was kicked on the toilet with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Henry walked over in silence... He couldn't help being silent.

The man tapped a cell phone he'd found somewhere, and held it up in the face of the hapless kid.A line of black and white words floated across the screen: "Who told you to come to me?"

"...Damn it..."

Matvey was about to say something when he was kicked on the face by the sole of the leather shoe again, and he was dizzy for a while, blood was pouring from his mouth and nose.

The same question was still on the phone held up by the man opposite: "Who told you to come to me?"

"...Damn it! Yes, it's my boss, Buskov!" Seeing the chilling indifference in his eyes, Matvey shuddered all over, and could only answer honestly.

The man nodded expressionlessly, took his phone back and pressed it, and asked in the same way: "Where is he?"

Half an hour later, the gangsters found Matwei in a coma with blood on his face in the bathroom, and hurriedly called the boss...

Unfortunately, their boss is destined not to be able to answer the call.

The boss was naked when he was discovered, his hands were tied to the faucet of the bathtub, his whole body was covered with bruises, and he passed out like a young man under him.

What happened next was a certain "intermediary", or a broker who introduced business to the underworld. He was injured a little bit more seriously. He lost three of his ten fingers and fell down in his own home covered in blood.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Henry appeared in the garden of another suburban villa.

Perhaps because he thought that no one would be able to touch here silently, there were no extra lights in the garden, allowing him to hide in the shadow of the bushes and quietly approach the sentry post under the porch.

He didn't deal with the security around the courtyard wall. He just squatted in the dark outside the door for a while, found a dead corner of the monitoring and security inspection line, and climbed over the wall from there... He couldn't make such a fuss until he found the right owner. Big news, who knows if this guy who is said to be A Kang's subordinate will just slip away?

He didn't know why he knew such knowledge, he just unconsciously applied it in combat as if he had some natural ability.

He has no fear, only anger, and worry about his wife's current situation; the atomic energy battery is pumping inexhaustible power into his body, and the extremely fast reaction speed allows him to do a lot Actions that ordinary people cannot complete, such as directly jumping over a few meters high fence and barbed wire, and then rolling to the ground silently.

After taking a closer look at the villa, he quietly went around to the side of the villa, threw a stone, stuck the shaft of a certain camera, and then sneaked through the space he created before someone came to investigate. Pried open the window and jumped into the room.

After tiptoeing to the second floor, he couldn't help being stunned when he saw the scene in the only room with lights on.

In what should have been a study room, there was only a chair. A man in silk pajamas was sitting there smoking a cigarette, as if he was waiting for something.In such a big villa, apart from this room, there is no one in the other places.

This abnormal situation made Henry immediately be very careful, but even so, he had to go in and talk to this person... There was no other way to save his wife.

He looked left and right, but he didn't see or hear other people's movements, so he held his breath, lowered his body and approached the man quietly.

The man in silk pajamas was smoking, humming and looking at his phone, completely unaware of someone approaching from behind.But before he finished scrolling through a piece of news, the piercing alarm sound of the metal scanner suddenly came from behind.

The man turned his head suddenly, and saw Henry with a surprised expression on the other side of the door.

"Blyat... that guy is here!" The man screamed, flipped a switch in his arms, and quickly fell to the ground.

It was too late for Henry to pounce on him to stop him. All the lights in the entire villa were turned on at this moment, and the heavy machine guns placed somewhere did not know where to smash all the windows into pieces, and bullets rained down on him. come over.

Chapter 8 Survival from Desperation

The people living in this villa were supposed to be middle-level cadres in the organization.

A Kang is not a good boss...but he is strong enough, and he pays enough money, the usual maverick and occasional manic episodes are not so important.Villas with this location and private company security guards are not so easy to buy, but this cadre directly paid a premium of 45% and took over the house directly from others, which shows how good the organization's treatment is. .

But at this time, the homeowner did not stay in his house, but sat in a seemingly nothing special RV not far away, wrapped in a blanket, staring intently at the monitoring screen in front of him.

Seeing his own house suddenly turned on in the surveillance, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Fight, put all the firepower into it, don't let him run away! If you want to earn some benefits in front of the boss, the opportunity is here tonight!"

...Fortunately, he was vigilant enough. When the broker he found had his fingers wrung off by this guy, he already knew through his wiretapping system. He also knew that the broker had given his location. Henry would definitely come here.

So, he simply set up a trap with his own house, just waiting for that fool to step in.

In the surrounding streets, he has set up several high points of firepower, and the money and favors he paid for this cannot be easily calculated.But as long as you take Henry down for the boss, it's all worth it... This guy didn't know why, but he found the locator buried in his body and disappeared from everyone's sight. Dan's heart was directly crushed; whoever can find him for the boss, needless to say, will definitely benefit.

In addition to the heavy machine gun, he also arranged for a helicopter, so Henry couldn't escape this time with wings inserted!

"Come on, keep calling!" he yelled into the walkie-talkie.

The man in the room who was in charge of being the bait jumped out of the window long ago. Henry in the room faced the saturated firepower of several heavy machine guns alone, so he could only temporarily leave the room and use the wall to Dodging bullets for cover.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, he heard a few "bang bang", and a few special-shaped grenades were thrown in from the completely shattered window, hit the wall, and rolled to the floor.

"Grenade launcher!"

This idea suddenly flashed in his head, he jumped back instinctively, lost his balance in a rather embarrassing situation, and rolled down the stairs.

But this is already the fastest and most reasonable reaction he can make... On the second floor where he was just now, the high-explosive grenade exploded "rumbling", and the strong shock wave blasted the entire wall of the second floor into pieces. The debris was broken, and the roof collapsed with a loud twisting noise, and part of the precarious second-floor floor collapsed, almost crushing Henry who had just rolled to the first floor.

He guessed that there might be a trap here, but he didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant... He even used heavy weapons in Moscow, because he thought his life was too long, and he planned to taste the taste of Siberia's permafrost?

The assault team outside the house had surrounded the entire house and was gradually approaching his position; not only bullets swept over from the machine gun position, but also several beams of spotlights, illuminating the house and the surrounding yard.

Just waking up from the shock and dizziness caused by the grenade explosion, Henry patted his ears and heard the sound of the helicopter propeller coming from far and near.

A certain cadre who was smiling resolutely in the command vehicle also heard the voice, frowned, turned on the radio, and opened his mouth to scold: "Why did the helicopter dispatch so early! Aren't you supposed to be monitoring the official movement?"

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After a few seconds, he heard a very annoying British accent on the other end of the radio: "What? Listen to the official? Now you are getting bolder."

"You, who are you?"

Akang's cadres had never heard this voice before, and they had a bad feeling in their hearts, so they hurriedly asked.

The British accent on the opposite side replied: "Me? I'm your loyal friend Jimmy. Poor guy, it seems that Akang never regards you laymen as his cronies, and he won't even tell you important things, such as his I will not allow others to destroy Henry's body, and for example... my existence... Hey, it's so boring, I thought you would at least know who I am, and even brought you a gift."

Immediately afterwards, a piercing electronic siren sounded from the radio, and a very vague Russian voice prompt was heard from here: "The missile has been launched!"

The cadre was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale.

The armed helicopter he arranged was Mi-24, and all weapons were fully loaded, that is to say, four 4M9 anti-tank missiles were mounted...

"You son of a bitch!" he cursed, and the command vehicle was blown up in a cloud of flames.

Although there are no radio relays or people listening to him, Jimmy in the helicopter pilot position is still chattering: "Are you satisfied with this gift? Excuse me, this store never accepts returns... Aha, the conspicuous one over there There are a few gentlemen in need of presents in the area. Armed towers in public places are not very appropriate."

Another tongue of flame spewed out from the helicopter, and the missile hit a machine gun position with tail flames and howling.

Henry inside the house was looking for a cover to avoid the firepower and searchlights outside, when he heard a few explosions of "boom", "boom", "boom", and then the sudden burst of gunfire.

After a while, the gunfire faded away, the sound of propellers came overhead, and a familiar yet unfamiliar British accent called through the loudspeaker: "Henry, don't hide, it's me. Come on up, Soon even the army will come over."

Henry waved his hands to brush off the dust on his head, and poked his head out again, only to see a roll of ladders dropped from the helicopter.

Already completely confused, he climbed up the ladder, climbed into the cabin when the helicopter turned off all the external lights, and leaned over to the pilot's seat to see that it was really Jimmy sitting there.

However, this Jimmy is a little different from the Jimmy who fought alongside him before. Although he looks similar and has the same long old face, he is wearing a camouflage uniform of an unknown unit, with a few paints on his face and a tie on his forehead. With a red cloth belt.

"Take back the rope ladder, sit still, let's run... let Akang have a headache for this mess."

This Jimmy said, manipulating the helicopter to raise the altitude, and submerged into the night.