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Chapter 174 Get the Goods

Came to the North City Industrial Zone, the Quan Food Factory.

This was originally a biotechnology industry, but now it is occupied by the Vortex Gang.

It didn't matter who worked for them, as the company still made money, so Biotech didn't pursue the matter further. It even underpaid a lot of wages, fearing that some department leader had taken kickbacks.

Although he sighed, Vincent was still cautious when he arrived at the Whole Foods factory. After all, this was the territory of the Whirlpool Gang, and these people were all perverts. He had to finish the business quickly and get out of here.

As soon as Vincent pressed the intercom, he heard a slightly tired voice from the other end, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Vincent frowned slightly. Is this a big mistake? Yes, these abnormal biochemical modified people can't live without painkillers. Without the drug, they will turn into cyber psychopaths in a minute.

"I was sent by Dexter. I'm here to look for Royce."

"Go to the computer room. They're waiting for you."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up the phone, and the door to the Whole Foods factory opened.

"Be good."

As soon as he walked in, Vincent was blinded by the two turrets in front of the door. Going deeper, the stairs were full of infrared mines. When he arrived at the central hall, there were a large number of people inside, each holding a sophisticated weapon.

This convoy that robbed military technology made these garbage guys rich overnight.

Someone said, "You fucking wimp. Get in the elevator."

Vincent was furious and clenched his fists tightly. He was just insulted by the military technology people, so that was fine. But who the hell do you think you are?

Too many people? So what if there are too many people? Men are not vegetarians. This kind of unfavorable situation has happened more than once or twice.

According to the information Dexter gave, there were only about 30 or 40 Whirlpool Gang members in the Whole Foods Factory. Not to mention, they probably lost a lot of people in the robbery of the military technology convoy.

Look at this group of poisonous insects again, their faces are full of fatigue, and their eyes have no fighting spirit. In a head-on fight, it is still uncertain who will win.

Just as Vincent was about to reach for his gun, he realized that he couldn't ruin the whole thing for this little jerk. He suppressed his emotions and walked into the elevator.

Go upstairs and enter the computer room. The person who was speaking on the communicator at the door is waiting there.

"Who are you looking for?"

Vincent deadpanned, "You have a robot called Flathead, and I'm here for it. My client paid Brick, and I'm here to pick up the goods. If necessary, I want to talk to Royce in person."

"No, just talk to me. My name is Dum Dum." Dum Dum pointed to the sofa, "Come, sit down and talk."

Vincent walked to the sofa and sneered in his heart, sitting down and letting others do whatever they want, right?

Vincent was confident that these minions could not hurt him, so he sat down.

Dum Dum sat on the table and took a sip of the medicine in the nebulizer.

He waved his hand, and a whirlpool gang came carrying a box.

"Is this what you want? Flat head, MTOD12."

"I want to inspect the goods."

"Let's test it."

Dum Dum opened the box and took out the operating chip of the flat-headed man, dancing with joy. "This little gadget has many features, dynamic optical camouflage armor, and an immersive cognitive system equipped with a crow controller."

Dum Dum inserted the operating chip into the neural socket, and the prosthetic eye immediately lit up blue light.

"That's not all. There's also a prototype drive device made of titanium alloy fiber. Once it's fully integrated and connected, this little thing starts climbing the wall and then hangs on the ceiling. Yue~"

The little flat-head followed Dum Dum's instructions and began to climb the wall and then hung from the ceiling.

This series of operations almost made Dum Dum vomit.

Vincent also taunted at the right time: "If you don't do it right, you'll vomit."

Dum Dum also immediately called the crew-head back and asked, "What do you think?"

"I want it."

Dum Dum also popped out the operating chip and boasted: "Good stuff, really good stuff, then pay for it!"

When the negotiation reached this point, Vincent noticed that the rolling door behind Dum Dum was also pulled up, and a man stood out from inside, holding the rolling door with his hands.

When Vincent saw that it was Royce, he stood up when it came to money.

Vincent also wanted to lure him out, so he said, "The money has already been given to Brick."

"Give it to Brick?" Royce was instantly furious. He had forced his way to the position and couldn't stand anyone mentioning Brick, let alone giving the money to Brick.

He walked out, pulled out his gun and pointed it at Vincent. "Where's Brick's fucking man? Didn't you see him?"

Royce's action also scared Dum Dum, and he subconsciously hid behind Royce.

Vincent pretended to be surprised and opened his mouth wide, "Really? You really want me to pay again?"

Royce pointed a gun at Vincent's head. "This is my territory. Don't bargain with me. I said pay twice, so pay twice!"

"Don't worry, the money is all on this chip."

Vincent took out the credit chip given by Military Technology, and Royce subconsciously thought he was cheating.

Vincent thought to himself that this was not good. He gave the money too readily, as if it was not his own money. This would make everyone suspicious.

Sure enough, Royce said, "So happy? He spends money without blinking an eye."

"Stop talking nonsense, are you selling it or not?!"

"Hmm..." Royce was silent for a moment and then said, "You didn't tell me who sent you here, and you didn't tell me who you were working for. How can I trust you?"

"Dexter Deshawn, he sent me." Vincent raised his hands and explained.

Speaking of Dexter, Royce let down his guard a little, turned around to look at his brothers, and said, "Dexter DeShawn? The old fat pig who punched the Animal Gang and kicked Taipingzhou? He's still alive? Hahaha..."

Just when Royce was feeling proud of himself, Vincent pulled out a gun and pointed it at Royce's head.

"Dexter is really going backwards. I didn't expect that no one would give him face now. What do you think would happen if I told him this?"

Royce was panting heavily, obviously very angry.

"How about it? Are you going to accept the money or not?"

"Well, of course I'll take it if you give it to me!"

Royce signaled his younger brother to get the credit chip. Vincent still pointed the gun at Royce's head.

Royce is not really stupid. He can still speak properly in dangerous situations.

"Brother, now that we have made the deal, there is no need to do this, right?"

Vincent looked at the boy, feeding the credit chip into the machine, smiled, and said, "Of course."

"Huh~" Royce breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why don't you put down your gun..."

Before Royce could finish his words, Vincent pulled the trigger. In an instant, Royce's head exploded like a watermelon hitting the concrete floor.