MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-Chapter 37 Substitute Messenger Program (Part 2)
"who are you?"
"Caz."
"Dior."
"Diablo."
Three Deadpool puppets nearly two meters tall were bound side by side in front of Luo Yin. He consumed all the precious alchemy materials and living Deadpool, and only succeeded in these three cases.
It has basic intelligence, physical fitness and five senses, and is also infused with basic driving skills and fighting skills. Dressed in black, a metal mask is inlaid on the scales of the face, and then a wig is almost the same.
The fully-armed Luo Yin carefully untied Diablo's shackles, the newborn puppet knelt on the ground halfway, and then stood up staggeringly.
"Diablo, what is the meaning of your existence?"
"To serve you." The puppet replied dully.
Three days later, Luo Yin bought another abandoned garage next to Albert's Alchemy Workshop and bought several trucks. He went to the Night's Watch and returned the manuscript, and the old cowboy seemed to know nothing, and called him to watch a Western.
Half a month later, he began recruiting daring and innocent characters from gangsters in cities around Chicago. Throughout April and May, he was quietly "recruiting", with three iron-faced puppets in charge of all meetings. Luo Yin is controlled remotely through a three-piece set of camera, microphone and voice changer.
After the ambush incident of Deadpool, he completely lost trust in the hunter net. He is temporarily unable to find out who is behind the scenes, but it is impossible for him to trade through this platform again. Cash flow is also monitored by the powerful Norma, so it must be fully converted to cash transactions.
All the funds of the workshop flowed quietly. On the surface, Luo Yin spent a lot of money for enjoyment, wine, luxury cars, and beautifully decorated houses. In fact, after a part of these funds was lost, it flowed to a small city in Illinois, Decal. cloth.
This is the new development starting point he selected, using deadpool puppets and gang members to go underground in an all-round way. It's not too far from Chicago, and it's far from the bustling lights of Chicago. Fortunately, the traffic is quite convenient.
In terms of alchemy, he turned to the study of the word spirit "snake" in an all-round way. The effectiveness of "Snakes" is gradually improving, and the communication range has been expanded to 100 meters, allowing him to instantly communicate with Deadpool puppets and core gang members and even connect their senses.
In the academy, he has become synonymous with "willing to fall". After earning a little "little money", he indulges in enjoyment. The workshop has not produced any new results for a long time, just relying on the old ones to maintain the business. The eyes stared at him less and less.
In early May, Luo Yin quietly came to DeKalb City. The cash flow of the workshop is already in jeopardy, and he still owes some foreign debts. Fortunately, the plan can finally start.
Based out of two hardware stores and a fast-food restaurant that sells horrendous burgers. The three puppets as the main executors, plus dozens of recruited young people, have a common feature of being brave and attracted by Lord Dior's immortality.
They call themselves "Samaritans," which means benevolent, and Samaria, the boss of the organization, never shows up.
Relying on efficient internal communication, high-quality goods, and three leaders with iron faces and immortal bodies leading the charge, the Samaritans integrated DeKalb's unpredictable gang in just one week.
The Samaritans do not deal with the white powder business, the red light district and the casino business, they only focus on the business of weapons. With DeKalb as a base, the Samaritans spread north, avoiding rich Chicago. With the expansion of their power, they finally encountered a gang suspected of being mixed with mixed races, just as Luo Yin expected.
The Secret Party regards itself as "a decent family" and is unwilling to be involved in this black and gray industry, but it also contains the Gattuso family, which is whitewashed from the gang business. And more mixed-race forces in North America, such as the Henkel family, have been completely transformed into secular capital groups, and they want to mix everything and make money.
At the end of May, the Samaritans tentatively threw out a batch of alchemy items, an improved version of the blood bottle I, and a batch of silver bullets for the first time. After many lessons, Luo Yin does not go to the hunter website or use any electronic communication when it comes to the transaction of alchemy items.
Sure enough, the other party took the bait. During the second delivery on the outskirts of DeKalb, there was a shootout between the two sides, and two of them were killed, but "Diablo" retreated with a gun hole and the goods. Two more raids followed, again without success. The Samaritans have earned respect and vigilance from their opponents, and before the situation further oscillates, Henkel receives an unexpected call, a "Samaria" request to negotiate.
"You killed seven of me, and the means were not good-looking."
The mysterious Samaria is nearly two meters tall, wearing a wide black robe and a dark golden mask, and her voice has been processed by a voice changer. The tone is also not polite.
"For the hidden Samaria, a leader who dare not sit at the negotiating table, I think there is nothing wrong with the means of those young people."
Henkel turned the dark golden revolver on the table, with a glass of tequila in front of him, his expression relaxed and comfortable. The other party made a request for negotiation, and named him to talk with the leader Henkel, but he only dared to hide behind the screen, probably a rat with no confidence.
"I'm just a nobody, and I don't have the courage to face your Holy Judgment. I'll bring you a bouquet of flowers on the day of the funeral."
The old man's face darkened. The word spirit of the Holy Inquisition has been extinct for too long, and it should only be known by very few people in the last era.
"You shouldn't invade our family's territory."
"The site is not important, the future is important, isn't it?" Luo Yin forced a smile behind the mask, this costume is really suffocating.
"You bought the first batch of goods, and then rushed together impatiently. Let me guess, you have only been busy making money all these years, and you have been thrown away by the secret party in the field of alchemy, right?"
"Tell me, how did you get this batch of goods." Henkel was noncommittal. The quality of the goods they got was outrageous, even better than the original goods sold by the secret party. Are the Samaritans some Cassell trustee who ends up making money...
"We didn't get it, we made it. The Samaritans have top-notch alchemists, and we can not only crack the goods sold by the secret party, but also make better ones."
I crack myself.jpg.
"Mr. Henkel, all we need is your tolerance. From then on, the Samaritans will supply alchemy items in your territory, ten times better than those sold by the Secret Party."
Henkel seemed to be in deep thought, silent for ten seconds. A subordinate came over and aimed the video on a tablet at the camera
"I don't think it's necessary to cooperate."
On the real-time surveillance video, a team surrounded an abandoned two-story residential building. Well-trained in their actions, they quickly surrounded the room on the second floor and broke in. Inside is a puppet with a batch of silver bullets, "Diablo".
"This is your important subordinate. The name is really ridiculous. The so-called immortal body can only deceive ordinary people. The physical fitness of the mixed race is just better."
The gang members in black suits raised their guns and fired ~www.novelbuddy.com~ three shots in the chest and one shot in the forehead. Diablo fell with his head up in the assault.
The team members stepped forward to check the goods, everything was safe.
And Samaria just continued to sneer. When one of the team members went to lift the hideous iron mask, the tyrannical golden pupils burst into light. The Deadpool puppet showed a mouth of shark-like fangs and squeezed out from the depths of his throat, "Samaritans wish you good health."
The puppet broke the viewer's neck in an instant, and the other team members turned around and started shooting at the target in panic. The puppet pulled the lead of the bomb in its body, and the violent explosion detonated four boxes of silver bullets. The shock wave and elemental turbulence completely destroyed the entire floor. The video is interrupted.
And Samaria just sat there in silence, extremely calm, the subordinates of this excellent blood seemed to him just a dead man who could be sacrificed at any time.
Henkel realized that he was wrong, this little gang of "Samarians" was not a mixed-race fish force composed of a few mindless hybrids, but a little bit of fangs exposed by a deep-sea monster on the horizontal surface.
"Are the Samaritans the enemy of the Secret Party?"
"We are not anyone's enemy, the Samaritans are just ordinary businessmen who are good and benevolent, no one, we help whoever bids more. We don't care who becomes the emperor of the dragon family, there are only two important things in the world, knowledge and money."
"Then, let's cooperate." Henkel with a gloomy expression turned off the communication.
Luo Yin, who was covered in sweat, finally took off his costume. He was almost schizophrenic, and while talking with Henkel, he used a group of snakes to give orders to the puppet. He didn't want to sneer the whole time, but he didn't have enough brainpower.
Ah, Diablo, you died so miserably, Diablo! We will always remember you, Samaritan hero.
