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Chapter 6 Make a quota!(1/2)

The sky is slightly brighter.

People wear raincoats that look like regular clothes and go out to work.

Colorful raincoats crowded in the narrow alley, like a colony of ants working their entire lives.

The sun never belongs to the early morning in the foggy area, and they have long been accustomed to these dark days.

There is nothing to remember about the past, and nothing to rely on in the future.

But it seems a little different today.

"Police patrolling the streets, please get out of the way!"

A group of policemen rode bicycles through the crowd. The light beams projected by the mobile phones embedded in the front of the bicycles constantly swept over people's faces, and sometimes a resolute and handsome man's face was thrown into the air.

"The first-level wanted criminal, Yan Jing, the reporter will receive a reward of 50,000 yuan!"

Although airships and hover trains are already commonly used in most areas of Asgard City, bicycles are still the most common means of transportation in this gray fog area, and the police's method of arresting criminals is also the most "unsophisticated" carpet search.

Related rumors are spreading in various communities in the gray fog area.

Nearly half of the members of the Silt Gang were killed or injured, and none of the big and small leaders survived.

What's more important is that the man who performed such a feat has not undergone any human body modification!

Many people regard this as a bluffing rumor.

In their eyes, it is impossible for ordinary humans to fight those blood purifiers, let alone with bare hands.

But this does not prevent them from paying attention to this matter.

The Silt Gang is notorious in the Gray Fog Area, and now someone has come out to deal with them. Even if everyone doesn't mention it publicly, they are undoubtedly applauding in their hearts.

Crunch~

Holding down the brakes, the officers turned out of the alley and headed along the river bank to the next block.

We happened to pass by the awning boats on the river.

The boat swung away from the river with dirty debris floating in it. Yan Jing, wearing a bamboo hat, stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the shops on both sides of the river and the wanted notices hanging on the iron racks above his head, asking the police station to help with the publicity effect.

not bad.

Tiger Firefly, who had turned into an orange cat, was scurrying around his feet, stretching out its claws to fish out things on the river from time to time.

Rather than opening a martial arts gym to accumulate fame, the Silt Gang and the police station made Yan Jing a household name in Gray Fog Three Districts in one night.

With such efficiency, it would be a waste of resources not to become an entertainment company.

"Now you are completely famous in the gray fog area. As long as you are not blind, everyone should know you..."

In the cabin, Suoman looked around and said nervously.

Suoman didn't go home last night, even though Yan Jing had no intention of stopping him after knowing the information he wanted.

Recalling the one-sided massacre at the gate of the martial arts gym last night.

In fact, Soman is also very confused now. He has clearly made money, so why does he still want to get involved in this troublesome matter?

"How long does it take to get to the training hall in District 3?"

The outcome of the war game is related to the resources and promotion channels that the city can obtain in the next half year. Therefore, each city pays special attention to it and has all the corresponding training venues.

The war game starts tomorrow night, and there is not much time left for Yan Jing.

"It's at the pier in front. Tomorrow is the competition day. The contestants should be training in the venue at this time."

Suoman looked at the time on his phone, paused, then looked at Yan Jing and couldn't help but ask,

"I know you are very powerful, but this is the gray fog area. Now you have provoked the police here and become a wanted criminal. Even if you get to the training center in the city later, they will call the police as soon as possible. How can you participate?

War Games?"

"Does my being a wanted criminal have anything to do with whether I can participate in the war games?"

Yan Jing looked down at Suoman and asked.

"Of course it does matter. The war game is the key to resource allocation in the city. The participants are all blood purifiers selected by the city. If you have not undergone any transformation, they will not agree to it and will reject you because of your identity. Ordinary

People...well, you may not be ordinary, but you have never been reformed after all. In their eyes, you are just a criminal who can fight better."

Suoman wanted to persuade Yan Jing to give up the idea of ​​participating in war games. In his opinion, this was simply throwing himself into a trap.

"When I get to the training facility, they will be begging me to participate."

"How is it possible? I have met that group of people before. They are all the top people in the three areas of gray fog. They are always cheered when they come in and out. It is said that they can rise at any time, but they are paid a high price by the city.

Just stay."

"Can they win the war game 100% of the time?"

"Of course not. The contestants in other urban areas are also the strongest they can find. The reason why this area is called Gray Mist Area Three is because we were only third in the last war game, and the top two cities were all

Extremely powerful..”

"What if I can get them to the ultimate victory?"

His sight fell on the pier not far away, and a large training hall was already silhouetted in the rain.

"Who are you exactly?"

After all, Suoman couldn't hold it back and asked.

"I?"

Bending down to pick up Hu Ying, Yan Jing frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up, stepped on the top of the awning boat and flew towards the dock again. Suoman behind him only heard the words left behind in the wind and rain.

speech,

"Just an ordinary passerby."

After walking out of the cabin, Suoman looked at Yan Jing's leaving figure and couldn't help but clench his hands.

After a brief silence, he began to urge the boatman to speed up and catch up.

Even though he knew clearly that if he was discovered, he would most likely be regarded as an accomplice, but he couldn't help it. He was tired of the cramped wooden house at home and hated the life without a future.

No matter if he was caught, he would admit it even if he was wanted as a criminal.

He just wanted to know how far the man in front of him, who remained unmoved in the face of wanted posters and police officers on the street, could go.

Stepping onto the pier, Yan Jing went straight to the area where the training gym was located.

As expected, his previous actions attracted the attention of passers-by around him. Many people saw his appearance along the way and hurriedly ran away. They reached into their pockets and probably took out their mobile phones.

I guess it won't be long before people from the police station arrive here to catch him, a wanted criminal.

Yan Jing didn't care about this and just walked forward on his own.

...

Tomorrow is the day of the war game.

The atmosphere in the training hall is the most tense in the past six months.

Although there are only five contestants in each city district, in order for these people to achieve good results in the subsequent actions, the three districts have assigned them a logistics team of more than a hundred people.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The young man wearing a heavy protective suit flew upside down and hit the ring fence. He fell to his knees, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

When he lowered his head, there were obvious round scales on his neck, which reflected the metallic luster under the light of the training hall. He was obviously a transformed blood purifier.

Even so, he was still unable to stand upright from the punch just now, and the table next to him was covered with dried dark red blood, which proved that many people had experienced his current situation before.

Opposite him was a tiger man who was over two meters tall, with a strong build and a particularly ferocious face.

Nearly 70% of his body surface has shown a state of beastmanship, his shirtless upper body is full of explosive muscles, his face covered with tiger hair looked at the fallen sparring partner, he frowned and shouted in a deep voice,

"Stand up! If you're at your level and still want to compete, you're not even qualified to be a sparring partner!"

"Okay, Lei Hu, this is the third sparring partner you have disabled today. They are not pariahs who can be consumed at will. They are all blood purifiers. It will not sound good if they are dead."

Beside the ring, the voluptuous fox girl wiped a pair of arm armor, lightly pressed the switch on the side, and several sharp blades pierced out, flashing with cold light.

"Hmph, the Blood Purifier... In my eyes, he is not much different from those untouchables. Strength is everything. What I want to become is a dependent. If you hold me back in tomorrow's battle, I will even lose you."

Kill them together!"

The man known as Thunder Tiger was talking, standing on the spot and punching, swinging his steps back and forth, the speed of the punches getting faster and faster, even forming a brief afterimage under the light, the force was even more fierce, each punch was punched out

All accompanied by violent roars.

"You are so angry, how about I help you calm down the anger while you still have some time?"

The fox girl leaned against the ring fence, slightly raising her eyebrows, the light pink fluorescence flashing in her eyes. The thunder tiger on the ring immediately had red eyes and was breathing heavily.

The two of them seemed to be struck by lightning from the sky, and when they were about to get out of control, someone's voice came from above the ring,

"Look at your phones. The Silt Gang and the underground arena in Night City were wiped out last night. This is big news!"

The tall and lanky young man fluttered his wings and flew down from the sky above the training hall, projecting the news on his mobile phone above the stadium.
To be continued...
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