pjbooks Chapter 9 Life and Death
Chapter 9 Life and Death
Lu Yan stared intently into Cheng Qiang's eyes and asked from afar, "Brother Cheng, how much do we get for a mission like this?"
Good heavens, I've run into another one who's willing to risk his life for money. Cheng Qiang said helplessly, "It's not much money, just a thousand or two, just a token."
The main component is "credit points," which are awarded based on contributions. This time, it's probably between 300 and 1000 points, but I'm not sure. It depends on whether I can win over Liu Tong.
Oh, right, the Spirit Rhinoceros Pill you need to take costs about 200-300 points each right now. Damn, there are so many speculators selling it, the price fluctuates wildly, it's even more expensive than the pills you take during the Special Stage!
Lu Yan slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I can earn 12 yuan in one trip! Let's do it!"
On second thought, buying extraordinary items with credit points is surprisingly cheap!
Recalling the scene on the playground, he felt a pang of sadness and said, "Brother Cheng, why does the higher-ups have to go through two sets of currencies? Can't they just use money? If they supplied it freely, maybe Lingxi Pills wouldn't cost 12 each anymore."
Cheng Qiang looked at him through the cigarette smoke and sneered, "There's only so little extraordinary material. There are countless rich people in society, and even more rats are trying to smuggle it abroad to exchange for currency."
If they really sold it openly, Lingxi Pills could easily cost 12 million yuan each, let alone 120 yuan. High school seniors in Mengcheng wouldn't even be able to smell one if they went too late, let alone grit their teeth and buy one to try!
"Can't credit points be bought and sold?"
"The pills you exchanged are for personal use or for your family members only. Anyone caught reselling them will be immediately dismissed and their account closed. Kid, don't you dare do anything reckless!"
Lu Yan responded with a "yes" that seemed to understand but not quite.
Cheng Qiang exhaled a smoke ring, but what he didn't mention was: limited supernatural resources should naturally be prioritized for use by their own people first. How can the law enforcement agencies suppress all monsters and demons and maintain social order and stability without sufficient force?
But the system can't always win people's hearts, and this matter has inevitably become somewhat distorted in recent years, which he finds quite distasteful.
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The wind rattled the thin metal sheets, and the broken window frames swayed back and forth. Lu Yan and Cheng Qiang squatted in front of an old factory building overgrown with weeds, bathed in the setting sun.
Chen Jian said that Liu Tong walked to the tattoo shop, which shows that the hiding place was not far away. Considering the surrounding terrain, only this old factory building was suitable.
Of course, to avoid alerting the enemy, Chen Jian and his wife, who were leading the way, and the car from the bureau were all parked behind a lonely, abandoned office building in the distance.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Lu Yan raised his hand to compare and found that it was less than three kilometers away from his home.
hiss!
Lu Yan felt a chill run down his spine. Such a ruthless wanted criminal had secretly become his neighbor for over half a month, and he and his companions hadn't even noticed.
Cheng Qiang ignored him, stood up, pulled out the newly finalized Type 92 pistol from under his arm, cocked it, then took a small Type 64 pistol from his back waist, put it in Lu Yan's hand, showed him how to cock it, and reminded him:
"Remember, if you can't aim properly, just shoot into the enemy's chest and forehead. It's more effective and efficient than punching."
"Find a well-hidden spot nearby. If I'm not back in half an hour, be smart. Don't go looking for me yourself, understand? Immediately call Director Zuo and tell him this is a tricky situation and we urgently need reinforcements. If we're late, he might be collecting my body!"
Lu Yan lowered his eyes first, then looked up again and nodded firmly at him.
Cheng Qiang tightened his face and disappeared from the spot in a few leaps.
Lu Yan watched his figure disappear, then gripped his Type 64 pistol and scrambled into a patch of withered grass, crouching low and staring intently in the direction Cheng Qiang had gone.
A moment later, the sounds of fighting could be faintly heard from the old factory area. Lu Yan's heart tightened, and his palms became sweaty. He wiped his palms on his knees and trousers to dry them, but they soon became wet again.
He desperately wanted to rush up and fight alongside Cheng Qiang, but when he thought about how he had no qigong skills and was completely powerless, he had to suppress his impulse.
Wait a minute, it hasn't been half an hour yet!
After a while, the noise in the old factory area gradually subsided, but Cheng Qiang was nowhere to be seen, and Lu Yan's heart sank.
Something's not right! Either Lao Cheng is injured and can't move easily, or... He didn't dare to think any further, and quietly took a step back while dialing the internal cell phone he had just received:
"Hello, Director Zuo, it's me. The location is in the old factory area of Yongning Town. Yes, Brother Cheng went in almost twenty minutes ago, and there's no movement inside yet."
"Reinforcements are urgently needed... Please call an ambulance!"
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and took off running. His destination was the location of Chen Jian and the others. He needed Chen Jian to take him to the Yongning Town police station to inform Wang Xiuying.
The police officers were skilled marksmen and outnumbered the officers. Under the barrage of gunfire, even the most skilled martial artist would suffer acute iron poisoning and die on the spot.
Lu Yan drove like a gust of wind to the abandoned office building. As soon as he stopped, the whistling wind came from above, and he subconsciously looked up.
"Bang!"
After a deafening crash, Chen Jian's body, like a broken doll, landed at his feet, his limbs twisted into bizarre angles, his eyes wide open, and crimson blood slowly spreading from his back.
Lu Yan's head was buzzing, and a sharp ringing in his ears assaulted his brain. He rushed out like a madman, ignoring the blood flowing, grabbed Chen Jian's head and roared, "Chen Jian, Chen Jian, fuck!" His eyes were slowly blurred with tears.
This world is fucking awful!
A living, breathing person vanished right before your eyes; the murderer killed him as casually as slaughtering a chicken!
Something rose within Lu Yan, as if he had transformed from a cat into a lynx.
He suddenly drew his Type 64 pistol, loaded the magazine, pulled the slide, and with a "click," chambered a round. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out a Rubik's Cube, and stopped his index finger on the last red corner piece that was not in place.
He wiped away his tears with his sleeve, lowered his head, and rushed into the abandoned office building.
"Da da da, da da da!"
The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground echoed in the stairwell. After thinking for a moment, Lu Yan simply took off his leather shoes, exposing his white sock-covered feet to the gravel floor, which was instantly stained with muddy gray.
In the blink of an eye, they reached the rooftop and saw two people on the edge of the roof. One was Chen Jian's girlfriend, but he recognized the other at a glance—it was the baby-faced girl he had seen the first time he received a stroke of luck.
The baby-faced man didn't seem surprised by Lu Yan's arrival; he smiled and said:
"I saw you running crouching in the grass from afar. I must say, your posture was really ugly, like a big gray rat."
I estimated your speed, and I specifically timed the time and distance precisely so that you could see your friend one last time. Are you satisfied?
I am satisfied. It's good that another person's last wish has been fulfilled.
Lu Yan lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you kill him?"
The baby-faced man touched his face with his palm, then quickly shook his head and said, "I didn't kill him; he wanted to die."