Chapter 94

Zero jumped down from the steeple of the house and walked a block with Colt on his back until he came to the top of the entrance.

Only after confirming that the city was already complete did Bessemos slowly release Moni.

The shock had roused Monnie, and when she reached zero, she hurried to his side.

Zero pulled Monnie behind him, and he looked thoughtfully at Bessemos.

The behemoth remembers zero, and in Besemos's memory, zero and Camber are in cahoots.

But Bessemos also knew that Zero Gang had saved him, and this was the first human that was willing to help him. Bessemos could not find a reason to act against Zero.

Thus, the two people and the beast stared at each other. In the distance, the garrison troops who had controlled the situation began to re-establish order in the city.

This time, due to the sudden attack from the wolf bandits, the people of Titan City suffered heavy losses.

In addition to the central square and a large area of war-damaged buildings and blocks in the direction of the hotel, the worst of them were the dozens of children taken by the wolf thieves.

Children are the future of the world at all times.

For Titan City, these children were the city's future hopes.

Titan City was furious. They would not let the bandit wolf go this time.

From far away, the garrison split up and headed in the direction of the entrance. Zero finally spoke, "If you understand our language, then leave now."

Or would you rather stay with him until he sells you to the next master? "

Bessemos let out a furious roar, which made Zero more certain that the behemoth in front of him could understand the human language.

This made him very surprised. It was obvious that Bessemos was not as intelligent as ordinary mutated beasts.

If the south-western lands were intelligent species like it, then humans would no longer be able to roam the earth as they were before.

With a deep look at Monique, Bessemos let out a soft shout as if to say goodbye.

Following which, the giant beast turned around and flew in the direction of the exit. Bessemos directly crashed into the elevator. With two deformed alloy doors, he thought that the Titan City recovery budget would probably increase by another fee.

"Let's go back to the hotel. It's over."

Fumoni's hand said.

Titan City had never been so lively before, but this scene was all thanks to the disaster. Therefore, this kind of liveliness wasn't something worth being happy about.

Now, in addition to the city's top brass, it's the venture businessman Cumberg.

He had lost Bessemos for no apparent reason, and that made the merchants hate the wolf thieves to the core.

But the robbers were not something a businessman like him could deal with, so Cumberg could do nothing but jump in anger.

It seemed like it was really over. However, Zero's mind constantly flashed on the red-haired burly man with the giant hammer.

He knew that it was not that close to the end between him and the wolf bandit.

On the same night that Titan was in a state of chaos, an unfamiliar passenger appeared at the Abellen Tavern in Rage Reef.

He was a black man with white hair and a serious face.

The passenger carried a sniper rifle, which was a little rougher than the common Falcon sniper. The large caliber of the rifle's barrel was terrifying and sinister.

One could imagine that if this shot was fired, the body would be left with a massive wound that could not be healed.

This was Lanqi's gun "Mad Eagle", which had followed the White Eagles for many years. Countless people or beasts had died at the hands of the Mad Eagle.

This time, the Mad Eagle would add another name to the list.

Zero!

The white-headed eagle wore a knee-length black windbreaker and a felt hat.

He pulled down the brim of his hat and sat down at the bar as inconspicuously as he could and ordered a whiskey.

Sitting in the corner, Lankey popped a gold coin as the bartender pushed the whiskey in front of him.

Gold coins were the currency of the continent created and issued by the Parkland plutocrats. In this turbulent era, other than the Dark Council and the digital currency issued by several major plutocrats, only the hard currency gold had the same effect.

A single gold coin like this was worth around two hundred gold coins.

For a bartender in Abelon, this was already a considerable sum of money.

Without batting an eyelid, the bartender flicked the gold into his pocket, then whispered, "Customer, what kind of service do you need?"

Lankey fished a photograph from his jacket pocket. It showed a profile of Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zero-Zurich.

He moved the photograph to the bartender's eye and said, "I was looking for a man who came to the city. I don't know if you've seen him."

The black man casually took out another coin and moved it between his fingers. The bartender interpreted it as a hint.

As long as he provided accurate information, he would be able to receive this additional reward.

He looked at the man in the photo carefully, and recognized Zero quickly. "He did stay in our Angry Reef, but I heard he was gone."

"Where to?"

"I don't know, but that person might know."

The bar pursed its lips at another guest at the bar five meters away.

It was Victor, and the doctor had been in the bar for a few minutes, but he had run into the bandit.

After writing down Victor's look, Lankey flicked the coin into the bartender's pocket and said, "Give me a bottle of whiskey. No water."

The bartender nodded and quickly left.

Just like that, Lankey drank his wine and stayed in the tavern, silently watching Victor.

When the doctor stood up and left, the white eagle rose to follow him and walked quietly behind Victor.

Victor was a little drunk, but that didn't stop him from following a black man.

The stranger's face alerted the doctor, and he deliberately turned into an alley and fumbled with the pistol.

At the same instant a figure flashed around the corner, Victor raised his pistol to the other man.

Just as he was about to shout "Don't move," the other side's reaction was far superior to his.

A gnarled hand gripped Victor's wrist with such force that the doctor could not keep his arm level.

As he pointed the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows, Victor woke up from his drunken stupor.

"Put down the gun?"

"Or do you want to reward me with a bullet?"

Lankey pressed his finger to the trigger of the pistol. If he pressed hard, Victor's suicide would be found tomorrow in the city of Angry Reef.

The doctor didn't want to be the news himself, so he let the gun drop to the floor.

"Who are you?"

Victor was about to ask his first question when the Negro suddenly banged his head against the wall.

The white-headed eagle was confident in its strength. This kowtow would not kill Victor, but it would break his skull.

Sure enough, Victor's forehead instantly blossomed.

Before he could scold her, he was pulled back by the black man, and his stomach was hit by another powerful knee strike.

He could feel the intestines and entrails in his stomach twisting together. For a moment, Victor could not speak. His face was pale and he was lying on the ground, hunched over like a shrimp.

Lankey crouched down, pressed the index finger of Victor's right hand with one hand, and took out the zero photograph with the other. "Where is he?" he asked coldly.

"I don't know him!"

A forced smile appeared on Victor's twisted face. The next moment, the smile turned into a miserable scream.

Lankey crushed the doctor's finger mercilessly, and Victor's forefinger was at a ninety-degree angle to the back of his hand.

His ten fingers connected with his heart. The intense pain almost made him faint.