pjbooks Chapter 137 Reencounter with an Old Acquaintance, Mike and His Duty Entrusted
Chapter 137 Reencounter with an Old Acquaintance, Mike and His Duty Entrusted
Chapter 137 Reencounter with an Old Acquaintance, Mike and His Duty Entrusted
[Stamina Absorption (Active)]: Marks any human within the field of vision. When the target consumes stamina, restores an equal amount of stamina to the user. Cooldown: 24 hours.
[Swimming Master Iv2]: Permanently improves your swimming and diving abilities; can be upgraded by selecting multiple times.
[Legendary Electric Shock King Iv2]: Permanently increases your resistance to electric shocks; can be upgraded multiple times.
Damn it, another skill that restores stamina? What do I need so much stamina for? I don't pick cotton, and I don't wash dishes...
Oh right, it seems like you could participate in sports competitions, such as marathons and triathlons.
If you can do background checks beforehand, you can mark the strongest player at the start of the game.
Isn't this just like having a high-powered human power bank? The faster you run, the more energy you consume, and the more energy you consume, the faster I recover.
However, for now, the only application scenarios I can think of are limited to this.
The "Swimming Master" skill is obviously useful. In fact, as long as it has the word "permanent" in it and is not a single professional skill, such as "Plumber", it can basically be judged as a high priority.
Moreover, Los Angeles is a coastal city, and I can't swim at all, so learning to swim is definitely a good idea, and it can also improve my diving skills.
With that in mind, I immediately acquired the [Swimming Champion Iv2] skill. What do you call that? It's always good to have more skills.
As for the [Legendary Lightning-Resistant King], that's a bit abstract. It passively increases lightning resistance, which is pretty good.
It's definitely useful against the police, who love using Tasers to enforce the law, especially to electrocute black men.
I once saw a video of two police officers arresting an elderly black man who was trying to evade a fare on the subway. At first, they were afraid to shoot him for fear of accidentally injuring other passengers, so they pulled out a Taser and used it to shock him.
After being shocked several times, Lao Hei didn't react at all, probably because he had developed a resistance from being shocked before.
Finally, he had no choice but to draw his gun, but a ricocheting bullet accidentally hit his teammate, almost killing him.
After making the skill choice, I called Trevor, knowing he had nothing to do lately, and decided to meet up to learn how to fly a helicopter.
The latter was quite enthusiastic about it, and the two met at Long Beach Airport and then moved to an open area in the suburbs after takeoff.
As it turns out, I was shocked by what I learned. Just the initial climb took me two hours to complete without any progress.
The throttle input was either too strong or too weak. After barely getting a few centimeters off the ground, the aircraft crashed because the cyclic pitch lever was not properly controlled.
Sigh, it seems I was oversimplifying things. If it were that easy to learn, the profession of pilot would have been overabundant by now.
According to incomplete statistics, there are approximately 3 people in the United States who can fly helicopters.
More than 50% of them are military pilots, and the vast majority of the remaining half are commercial pilots.
There are probably fewer than a thousand private helicopter pilots who have never served in the military and do not make a living from it.
After being berated by Trevor, Majad said he had begged for forgiveness.
Instead of learning at this snail's pace, I might as well find a way to grind for skills. Damn, it's so much better!
I wasted half a day, and could only drive aimlessly around the city, hoping to spot a zombie car.
According to the information in the [Challenge Mission], he needs to find three vehicles, and the final recovery value cannot be less than $3.
Let's take it slow then; this kind of task definitely can't be completed in one day.
However, based on past experience with missions, if you find one today and increase the collection progress from 0/3 to 1/3, then the mission will not be refreshed by tomorrow morning.
The same applies to main quests and side quests, except that these two types of quests are relatively easier to complete and are rarely left until the next day.
This would take up a task slot, which is a huge waste in practice.
Without realizing it, I habitually moved from the city center to the industrial area.
Although the industrial area has long since declined, the laid-off workers who used to work in the factory and their descendants have no other choice but to continue living here.
Because there are many abandoned factories and uninhabited wilderness areas, these areas naturally become ideal locations for criminals to abandon their vehicles. The pickup truck I'm driving now was found in this area.
Therefore, coming here will definitely be much more efficient if you want to complete the challenge.
Just as I was hesitating about where to drive next, I suddenly received a text message.
Franklin: Hey Jack, how have you been lately? I have a customer who looks quite wealthy. He asked the dealership to help him find a missing vehicle, and the boss asked me to ask you if you'd be interested in this job.
The compensation is quite generous. If you are interested, you can call me back or come to the store to discuss the details. If you are not interested, I'm sorry to bother you.
Alright, here comes the work.
This is a perfect match; both tasks can be completed, and commissions can be earned. No fool would take this opportunity.
I glanced at the map and saw that my current coordinates weren't far from Ximen Auto Shop, so I turned the car around and headed towards my destination.
About ten minutes later, after passing under the familiar overpass, we saw the iconic yellow inflatable noodles at the entrance of the vehicle, swaying back and forth in a very mesmerizing way.
The parking lot was the same as always, with about four or five supercars and seven or eight other types of vehicles parked there.
The most eye-catching one was a black Oberon Spy, a sedan. Although it wasn't as flashy as a sports car, it even looked a bit old-fashioned.
But because of its simple and unpretentious style, it has become a symbolic vehicle for successful people.
Sports cars frequently speed through the wealthy neighborhoods of Los Angeles, but don't assume that those sitting inside are necessarily successful people.
He's probably a tourist from out of town, or a show-off who's broke but trying to impress others by driving a rented car with a girl around.
If an Oberon Secret Service vehicle drives past you, there's no doubt that the owner is 100% rich.
As I pushed open the door to enter the car dealership, a middle-aged man in a gray suit happened to walk out. We bumped into each other, and the man frowned impatiently: "Hey, get your order."
Upon hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Ma Jie tried to get a closer look at the other person, but the latter had already headed towards the parking lot.
Judging from his back, he is about 180cm tall, with a sturdy build, broad shoulders, short hair, and a slightly overweight appearance.
When he opened the car door of the O'North Secret Agent, Ma Jie felt that the scene was all too familiar.
"Jack?" Footsteps and voices came from behind. When he turned around, Franklin was already standing in front of him, opening his arms to give him a warm hug: "Oh bro, where did you come from? Did the text message I sent you work?"
"Of course, buddy." Ma Jie laughed and walked inside. "I happened to be wandering around this area, so I rushed over as soon as possible. Oh, by the way, who was that rich guy who just went out?"
"I think his name is Mike." Franklin tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, then snapped his fingers: "That's right, that's his name, Mike DeSanta."
Oh wow, the car and the name match perfectly, it seems the third familiar face has finally made their appearance.
However, Ma Jie pretended to be unaware: "DiSanta? What a strange surname, it feels like it was made up."
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"Who says otherwise?" Xiao Fu casually opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of chilled light lager, tossed one to him, and continued, "But that's not important. The wealthy client I mentioned to you in the text message is him. However, during my conversation with him, I discovered that he also seems to be acting on behalf of someone else, and it seems he has connections with the government."
The government? That's the FIB, that department loves to train front men, also known as the "witness protection program".
The specific gameplay involves promising to help a member of a criminal gang escape legal punishment once they are caught. If necessary, they will also provide a new identity and relocation to protect the member's future life from being affected.
But the price is that you have to betray the rest of your accomplices, which is basically selling out the team's interests in exchange for personal freedom.
This tactic has proven consistently effective for the FIB, dismantling numerous teams comprised of highly intelligent individuals and master-level criminal experts in this manner.
Do you think it's over now that you've betrayed your brothers? Think again, buddy.
"Free agents" included in the witness protection program will be used by the FIB as unofficial staff.
Stealing vehicles, gathering intelligence, carrying out assassinations—you have to do whatever you're told.
If you dare to resist, they have plenty of ways to put you in jail until all your remaining value has been squeezed out.
But none of this concerns me. I'm just a small-time car hunter; what bad intentions could I possibly have?
He casually sat down on the sofa, took a sip of his bland beer, and crossed his legs: "Never mind that, buddy. Tell me what kind of request it is, so I can consider whether or not to take it on."
"OK, the client left a job file, you can take a look at it first."
Xiao Fu walked to the cashier, took a file folder from the drawer, and pushed it onto the coffee table in front of him.
Ma Jie dumped everything out of the room. He called it an archive, but it didn't actually contain any written materials, only photos of cars taken from various angles.
Moreover, it doesn't seem like a staged photo; the footage was captured from surveillance video and then restored using high-definition technology.
After picking and choosing, I found one that was relatively clear.
The photo shows a white and green armored truck with numerous bullet holes on the doors, and the bulletproof glass in the driver's cab is also shattered, with faint bloodstains remaining on it.
The most severely damaged part was the heavy security door at the back, which was clearly blown open with a sticky bomb, and the cash inside was naturally gone.
One can imagine how fierce the firepower of these ruthless bandits was, and how extremely cruel they were, not only robbing money but also leaving no survivors.
In addition, the "Gruppe6" logo can be seen on the carriage, which is the name of a well-known security company.
There is a four-digit independent vehicle serial number on the side of the front of the car—4396.
That's about all the useful information we can get.
To be honest, for the average car hunter, it's like finding a needle in a haystack.
The fact that such a task could be posted indicates that the task poster had already made the greatest effort and was forced to resort to external forces.
Since that's the case, I, Ma, will take the job. But as for the reward... hehe.
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