Translator: AnubisTL
Chen Jiang shook his head to clear his mind and quickly surveyed his surroundings.
It appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.
A thick layer of dust covered the floor, clearly showing numerous chaotic footprints, indicating that several people had recently been inside.
It was evident that these people were lazy, not even bothering to clean up.
"Where are we?"
Scar Dog quickly scanned the area. After confirming there were no immediate threats, he let out a sigh of relief. "This innate ability is truly remarkable. I can actually use it like this."
Having been in this world for three months, this was the first time he had used his innate ability. He had never had enough energy blocks to squander before.
Especially since energy blocks were strictly controlled.
"I don't know," Chen Jiang replied, shaking his head. "But there are a lot of fresh footprints here. This must be a warehouse with an owner. We should get out of here as soon as possible. In this world, any faction that can control a warehouse this large is definitely not one to be trifled with."
He scanned the surroundings, searching for the warehouse door.
They needed to get to the main street as quickly as possible, steal a vehicle, and escape City 18 before they could truly be safe.
As for why they couldn't just steal a vehicle from the prop shop, it was because all vehicles in City 18 had their onboard systems connected to the Law Enforcement Bureau. Moreover, the Bureau installed a master override on every vehicle during manufacturing.
In other words, if they stole a vehicle in front of the Law Enforcement Bureau and managed to escape, the Bureau could easily use the master override to shut down the vehicle, leaving them stranded and vulnerable.
This was why they had to wait for Ma Zi's armored SUV to pick them up. Ma Zi's vehicle was illegally modified and lacked the Bureau's backdoor.
Scar Dog's reluctance to part with the energy block stemmed from their long-held ambition to build their own vehicle. Such a vehicle would greatly enhance their operational flexibility and allow them to cut Ma Zi out of the equation, claiming all the profits for themselves instead of sharing half with him for minimal risk.
If they acted decisively enough, they could seize a vehicle and escape completely before the Law Enforcement Bureau reacted. As long as they weren't spotted, they'd be safe.
Just as the two were preparing to leave, several powerful spotlights suddenly pierced through the warehouse ceiling, instantly transforming the dim interior into blinding daylight. They could even see the fine dust particles swirling wildly in the beams.
Clap, clap, clap!
A middle-aged man in a suit and bowler hat strode in, flanked by a dozen rifle-wielding henchmen. He stopped less than five meters from Chen Jiang, his expression filled with admiration as he spoke.
"You must be one of the nightwalkers."
"I've heard tales of the nightwalkers' elusive movements, impossible for ordinary people to track. There's no place in this world you can't infiltrate. Today's demonstration proves the legends true."
"This Cold Wolf Gang warehouse is guarded by over thirty men, yet you managed to slip in undetected, without alerting a single soul."
"Excellent! Truly excellent!"
The square-faced middle-aged man began with flattery before clearing his throat and clapping his hands. A subordinate stepped forward, holding a small black card with both hands.
"This is a credit card with no permissions, containing 1 million credit points—the agreed-upon price."
"Since you're already here, the card is yours."
"Follow your nightwalker rules: get paid first, then do the job."
"I want that old man's head within three days. Any problems?"
Scar Dog stood frozen in place. Had they stumbled into a gang's transaction site? What was this about delivering a head within three days?
They weren't assassins! Had these guys mistaken them for someone else? Hey, boss!
If they claimed they were just passing through, meant no harm, and would leave immediately, would these people believe them?
And if they did believe them, would they let them go?
Chen Jiang's lips twitched slightly as he stared at the uninvited guests who had suddenly appeared and offered him 1 million credit points. He forced himself to speak, "The man..."
He planned to stall for time and gauge the situation.
After all, he wasn't actually some damn nightwalker. What kind of stupid name was that, anyway? Sounded like something a moron would come up with.
But before he could speak, the middle-aged man leading the group noticed the Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret Scar Dog was carrying on his shoulder. He paused, then chuckled. "My eyes must be failing me. I assumed your assassination methods would be something more... traditional, like nightwalker garb and swords."
"I never imagined you'd assassinate someone by lugging around a Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret."
"This is truly an unprecedented assassination technique."
"Indeed. Using a Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret would leave no trace of the target's head—not even a complete corpse."
"Truly worthy of the nightwalkers."
"You've pioneered a new era of assassination methods."
"In that case, you don't need to bring back the old dog's head. Just provide me with a video of him being blasted to smithereens. I need confirmation that the old dog is dead. Can you do that?"
"..."
Chen Jiang's lips twitched involuntarily again as he glanced at the Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret on Scar Dog's shoulder, momentarily at a loss for words.
The man before them clearly believed they were nightwalkers.
Chen Jiang had a sinking feeling that this operation had been riddled with pitfalls.
He took a deep breath, steeling himself to continue the charade. After all, the man didn't seem to recognize the true faces of nightwalkers, so they might be able to bluff their way through.
Adopting a deliberately calm demeanor, he said softly, "Within three days, you'll see what you want to see."
"Good, straightforward!"
The middle-aged man wasn't one for dawdling. With a wave of his hand, he signaled his men to deliver a credit card containing one million credit points and a fingernail-sized memory card to Chen Jiang.
"This card contains all the information about your assassination target, including their appearance and frequently visited locations."
Chen Jiang calmly accepted the anonymous credit card and memory card, nodded with feigned aloofness, and turned to leave the warehouse without another word.
Once they were out of sight, Chen Jiang and his companion exchanged a nervous glance, a wave of lingering fear washing over them. Wasting no time, they flagged down a car, shot the driver unconscious, and stuffed him into the trunk.
With the pedal to the metal, they sped out of the city.
(End of the Chapter)
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