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Scar Dog, listening nearby, couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly. He picked up a mouthful of food with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, remaining silent.
It had been a long time since he'd tasted such delicious food.
He found himself feeling a pang of nostalgia.
The cuisine reminded him somewhat of Huaiyang cuisine—light and delicate, not really to his taste.
He preferred dishes that were half chili peppers, half Sichuan peppercorns, with a hollowed-out center filled with meat.
But in the three months since arriving in this world, this was the first time he'd sat in a proper restaurant and eaten real food.
After all, for those three months, they hadn't had a single credit point between them. Credit points were the exclusive currency of the mechanical race. It was only yesterday that some sucker had given them a million federal points, finally allowing them to accumulate enough to buy two firearms here.
They didn't dare linger too long, intending to make a quick trip. After all, if they were exposed, they'd face a city-wide manhunt.
Without energy blocks, escaping such a pursuit would be nearly impossible.
In truth, things had improved considerably lately.
When they first arrived in this world, they truly had nothing. Not only were there no guns, but even toilet paper was nonexistent.
For someone who had lived for decades in a civilized era, having to use clods of dirt...
Scar Dog recalled that miserable past, his anus involuntarily clenching. He silently vowed to himself that he would never again allow himself to be reduced to using clods of dirt for such matters.
It was too painful.
Chen Jiang, on the other hand, maintained a calm demeanor, took a small sip of his wine, and nodded slightly, offering few words.
He was diligently maintaining his assassin's aloof persona.
Yet inwardly, he felt a faint unease.
The Cold Wolf Gang hadn't exposed them yet, which clearly meant the nightwalker's people hadn't contacted them.
Once the nightwalker's people made contact with the Cold Wolf Gang, their identities would inevitably be revealed.
Now, all he could hope for was that the nightwalker's people wouldn't appear just yet—at least not until he and Scar Dog had left City 18.
After several rounds of drinks, the gang leader said, "Brother, I admire your skills. Today, I have another matter that requires your assistance."
With that...
The leader of the Cold Wolf Gang placed a black card on the table.
No way...
Scar Dog stared at the card, his mind reeling. Are they giving us money again?
No, could there really be such a kind-hearted person in this world?
Someone who knows we arrived in this world, living in constant fear and misery, and is now finding ways to give us money?
"We've already worked together once, so I won't waste time with formalities," the Cold Wolf Gang leader said, his expression grave. "The old man you killed was the leader of my rival gang, the Azure Dragon Gang."
"Yesterday, he happened to be driving alone to his warehouse, without his usual entourage due to the urgency of the situation."
"You two seized the opportunity perfectly, delivering the fatal blow."
"But with the old man dead, the Azure Dragon Gang's assets are now unclaimed."
"That old bastard lived a life of wickedness, leaving him childless and alone."
"All his life's savings are stored in a single warehouse."
"Rumor has it he amassed quite a collection of items, high-caliber weapons, and energy blocks."
"These things should have been mine."
"But because the Law Enforcement Bureau got wind of the old man's death before I did, they sent their people to seize everything in the warehouse first."
At this point, the Cold Wolf Gang leader couldn't help but harbor a slight resentment toward Chen Jiang.
"You should have notified me immediately after completing your mission."
"Otherwise, the Law Enforcement Bureau wouldn't have gotten their hands on the warehouse's contents."
"With the old man dead, the defensive firepower system he had set up in the warehouse became completely ineffective, and the Azure Dragon Gang scattered like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree."
"And what I need you to do—"
"Is help me reclaim everything in that warehouse. For this, I'm willing to pay 500,000 credit points and ten percent of all the items inside."
Chen Jiang frowned slightly, pondering for a moment before asking, "Hasn't the Law Enforcement Bureau already seized the warehouse?"
"The items haven't been moved yet."
The Cold Wolf Gang leader shook his head. "The Law Enforcement Bureau has only surrounded the warehouse, sealed it off, and is currently taking inventory inside. The items haven't been moved yet."
"But you need to act fast."
"If you're too slow, you'll get nothing."
"Couldn't you handle this yourself?"
"Me?" The Cold Wolf Gang leader paused, incredulous. "How could I? I'm registered with the Law Enforcement Bureau. They know every man under my command and every gun we own better than I do myself."
"If my men make a move, the Law Enforcement Bureau will raid my home the very next day."
"This is a job only the nightwalkers can handle."
"Same arrangement as always: payment upfront."
"Here's 500,000 credit points. After the job is done, you'll get ten percent of the total value of all the items. Trust me, even ten percent will be a substantial sum. That old man had quite a collection."
"In fact, before contacting the nightwalkers, I hired several assassins to take out that old bastard."
"But they all failed."
"He had too many items on him."
"Only you can finish this cleanly and efficiently. No one else can."
Chen Jiang and Scar Dog exchanged glances, both sensing a pang of regret in each other's eyes.
So, the old man we killed still had a lot of items on him?
At the time, they hadn't paid any attention to it. They killed him casually, tossed him in the trunk, and then the car was buried in flames.
Moreover, they hadn't noticed any items on the old man's body at all.
Perhaps he had some kind of hidden spatial item, and all his other items were stored inside it? They might have missed it while moving the corpse.
Damn it.
A big fish slipped through our fingers.
Chen Jiang took a deep, steadying breath, his expression calm. He casually tucked the anonymous black card from the table into his pocket and said evenly, "We'll take this job."
"Within three days, expect good news."
"By the way, this mission is particularly challenging. We'll need some assistance from you."
"I require ten energy blocks."
"Ten energy blocks?"
The Cold Wolf Gang leader gasped, wincing slightly. "These things aren't actually that valuable, but the regulations are so strict. It'll be tough to get my hands on them."
But when he thought of the profits they'd reap once they secured that warehouse...
He gritted his teeth, pulled ten energy blocks from his pocket, and slammed them onto the table, pushing them toward Chen Jiang and his group. "Fine, I agree."
"I trust you to handle this."
"Then I'll await your good news."
"No problem."
Chen Jiang scooped up the ten energy blocks from the table, stuffed them into his pocket, drained the wine glass in one gulp, and strode out of the restaurant.
Scar Dog hurried after him.
(End of the Chapter)
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