Mike sat in DeWitt's car and looked at the signposts passing by: "I don't like chatting very much, but I have to say that you're walking southeast like this gives me a bad feeling."

Dewitt said: "Sonny said you're sitting in front of a computer enough to know a lot of things going on in the city, it seems that's true."

"Listen, I can help you hack other people's intelligence, but I refuse to appear at any scene where a gunfight may occur." Mike said: "Tony and Joe are doing this deal today. Maybe you don't know much about the situation. They both like the type of people who pull out guns and shoot live targets. I don't want to get close to this kind of person within 200 meters."

Dewit replied: "You can just sit in the car later, I'm responsible for going out for negotiations. What you have to do is to use the 'super phone' you are hiding in your right trouser pocket at the moment. I don't know what to call that thing. In short, you just use it to hack all the electronic instruments on everyone on the trading site. In addition, keep the car from turning off the engine."

"How do you know..." Mike asked in surprise.

Dewitt said: "When I was smoking, in addition to contacting Sunny, you also did something, which was to hack my phone. You were obviously not using computers in Internet cafes. Hackers of your level carry modified microcomputers with you, which contained several software that you wrote and could hack into nearby electronic systems at any time. That was normal. It was just like the man carrying safety measures on a date. It was always right to be prepared for any eventuality."

Mike tilted his eyebrows and said, "Your metaphor is not very appropriate... But I won't mention this for now. I will use this mobile phone, no matter how I hack into any civilian electronic device system - ordinary mobile phones, GULP, PVP, or even mechanical prosthesis, and even if I leave it to an expert for investigation afterwards, I will not be able to see it in a short time. How did you notice it?"

Dewit took out his cell phone from his pocket and threw it to Mike: "The copycat phone, a one-time phone card, and a simple signal receiving tester, the total cost is 100 yuan."

Mike immediately understood: "When you came to see me, you didn't bring your phone at all. You had a rag that you just bought, and no one knew the number of the phone card, so as long as the tester responds, you can know..."

Dewit continued his words, "You must know that you are making a small move. I said I was smoking, but in fact I wanted to test it. If you didn't get into this junk, I would disappoint me. In addition, I roughly calculated the range of your invasion of electronic instruments through the change of signal strength when moving. There should be no problem within a range of fifty to two hundred meters. Also, you owe me one hundred yuan."

Mike immediately changed his mind about the person in front of him. It seemed that his scheming was much deeper than he thought. He thought for a while and said, "Okay, since you understand the situation, let's make an agreement in advance. I'll sit in the car and take care of their mobile phones. You can get all the communication records, information records, and online records of the people in Genovese and those who pick up the goods. If they don't change the phone card, you can also eavesdrop on and track each of them at any time in the future. But, listen, I want to live a few more years, so I won't get out of the car. It's your business to insist on going down to wade into muddy waters. If you are suddenly pulled out of the gun during negotiations, or are knocked out and taken away, I can immediately go in the reverse gear."

Seeing the other party's nervous look, Dwight just smiled unanimously: "Don't worry, I won't cause any disturbance."

While they were talking, they were meeting a red light. A homeless man on the street came up like lightning and wiped the windshield in front of Devith with a dirty sponge.

The yellow light lit up, and Devite stepped on the accelerator without warning, and the car rushed out. The homeless man couldn't dodge, lying on the windshield, his upper body sank on the air, and his whole body was carried forward. When the speed exceeded 80 kilometers per hour, Devite stepped up again, and the homeless man flew backwards and fell on the road. Then there were continuous brakes and the drivers' yelling and scolding on the street, and the traffic suddenly fell into chaos.

All this happened so quickly that Mike immediately cursed when he reacted: "Damn it! What are you doing?!"

"Don't worry, he won't have any trouble. He just flew out with inertia, which was almost like falling on a bicycle." Devit turned the front of the car and rushed to the sidewalk: "We can almost start the escape after the accident."

"You are the one who caused the accident! I want to get off!"

His car rushed around the sidewalk, as if he was in a no-man state. Passers-by used all kinds of sharp postures to flash through the front of the car, and many street light poles and fire hydrants were affected: "Relax, four-eyed, I know what I am doing."

Mike's title in DeWitt's mouth changed from "boy" to "Four-eyed ones", but at this moment he had no time to care about it. The steering wheel was in someone else's hand, so he could only tie up his seat belt, grab the handle on the car door and shouted: "Stop the car quickly, you crazy!"

Dewit explained in a steady tone: "A proper chaos can attract police. This is not a bank robbery. They won't come too fast, but traffic paralysis is not a trivial matter, so they won't come too slowly. The transaction location is in Beifeng Island Park. Apart from swimming, I can only take 1,400 to turn to E. I will use this method first to adjust the deployment of the police force in the city. If Tony and Joe are not in good terms, once there is a gunfight or a big explosion with fire, the police can arrive at the scene faster."

By this time the car had already driven onto the highway and took shortcuts from the sidewalk to prevent them from being blocked.

Mike replied: "I said, if you have violent conflicts with them, I will run away."

Dewitt said: "Yes, I just did this situation, and when you try to leave me alone, you should pass by the police force on Highway E. They will see a hit-and-run vehicle that caused a traffic riot not long ago driving away from the scene of the gunfight. By the way, I stole this vehicle, so you will be arrested and face multiple charges at the same time."

Mike slumped in his seat, his eyes dulled: "I think I have to evaluate your impression in my heart again and reconsider the charges for this service."

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Fifteen minutes later, Beifeng Island Park.

Tony is a fat man with a fat face and fierce eyes. He is not an excellent killer in the Genovese family, but he will not lose to anyone in terms of cruelty. And Joe is an old mafia with gray hair. He is still in charge of this kind of delivery work until his age, which only shows that he is not smart enough, but in the front line, he will definitely have two tricks in addition to being a big life.

Both of them suffered fatal injuries in gunfights. Of course, in the mid-to-late 21st century, the so-called fatal injuries were not necessarily fatal. Therefore, Tony's right hand and Joe's left leg had many new functions since then, such as shooting bullets, storing grenades, etc. The technology of transforming people has been widely used in the Imperial Army and the HL, so civil criminals are not willing to fall behind. They quickly obtained technical information on this aspect from the black market, retired personnel, and even corrupt officials. To this day, this level of transformation is very common among gangs, but their combat capabilities are far from the real transformation people. At best, they are equipped with some high-tech weapons to replace prosthetics.

At this moment, Tony and Joe were standing by a van smoking a cigarette. In addition to them, there was a driver and four subordinates in charge of transport. Soon, another car drove up and stopped beside them. Four or five people got off from above, one of whom was carrying a black suitcase, which was obviously filled with cash.

"Oh, Tony, old guy, how are you doing recently?" The middle-aged man led by the pickup party greeted him enthusiastically.

Tony took out the cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it on the ground and stomped it out: "It's okay, but I don't like waiting for someone. Just now, Qiao and I were discussing that if you come a little later, we will throw you into the lake to feed the fish."

The man laughed loudly, as if he thought the joke was really good, and Tony and Joe also squeezed out their smiles without laughing. In this kind of transaction, no one would believe in anyone, and no one would really think that the other party was a friend. In the next second, the joke might just be a joke, or it might become a reality.

Both sides inspected the goods, ordered money, and then the leaders gathered together to smoke and talk nonsense, while the minions began to move the goods. In fact, this kind of work was not complicated. They hid the drugs brought from across the ocean in boxes containing chocolate and transported them to another group of people, who were responsible for processing these extremely high-purity white powders into demand products of various levels, and distributed them to some small leaders in charge of sales, and finally implemented them to the drug dealers who were fighting on the front line. They could be found everywhere on the streets, in front of convenience stores, nightclubs, and universities. This is a very mature sales network with a long history. Only the war has temporarily stopped the operation of this transaction.

In these links, many of the people in charge are not even like gangsters. Their things are like ordinary blue-collar workers. The drivers are responsible for driving, the horsemen are responsible for transporting goods, the "workers" in underground factories are responsible for processing, sales staff are responsible for finding addicts with stable income and developing new customers. The work of these special blue-collar workers is actually not easy, but they are more reasonable and are threatened with more than ten years of imprisonment at any time.

To sum up, the only difference between this business and general daily necessities sales is that they cannot openly rent a store to sell, that's all.

The two gangs completed the transaction in just ten minutes. They were familiar with it. Tony and the other leader hugged each other and said a few nonsense like happy cooperation. The two sides were about to part ways, but an accident happened at this time.

A young man in his twenties walked towards them and approached them as he said, "Hey! Tony, fat man!"

At this time, the park was close, and there was no one around here. A sudden appearance of a raw face made both parties nervous. When the guy opened his mouth, he said a nickname that Tony didn't like to hear, which was undoubtedly like sprinkling a handful of salt into a pan.

"Who are you? Bastard." Tony scolded unceremoniously.

Dewit sneered and replied, "I? I'm just passing by, and I'll say hello to you on behalf of Sonny."

Hearing this name, Tony rushed forward and punched DeVit to the ground, then pressed the opponent's collarbone with his left elbow, and showed his right hand wearing black leather gloves, pointing four fingers at DeVit's face: "Under this pair of gloves is a metal right hand, which can beat your head into a honeycomb with brain fluid in two seconds, so now I'm asking you what you want, you'd better answer truthfully."

Devit's expression was still very worthy of a beating, and he replied casually: "OK."

"What did Sunny send you here?"

"He didn't send me here," replied Dewit. "He just told me that Tony of the Genovese family would make a delivery here today. I think with his wisdom, it's just to imply that I call the police to destroy this matter."

"Hahahahaha..." Tony laughed: "So you idiot came to us alone to seek death?"

"From the reaction of this fat man, there must be a feud between him and Sonny. The members of the Italian mafia cannot easily kill people or destroy the other family's business for personal revenge. Therefore, Sonny wants to use me as an outsider to do something. Well... it seems that he still doesn't believe in my ability. He thought that it would be good to use me to retaliate against this fat man once. Afterwards, it would be fine to push it all to me, a guy who doesn't even count as a partner, and it doesn't matter if he really sacrificed it." Devitt didn't care about the other party's intimidation at all, and he thought in his heart: "It's really annoying waste. I don't know if Lucester's head is so stupid. Forget it, let's finish what you have at hand first."

He suddenly grabbed Tony's right hand and broke the metal into two pieces in the other party's shocked gaze.

Seeing the situation changing, the pick-up group immediately said: "Now the money has been cleared. This is a matter between you and the Luches family, so we will not get involved." After that, he got into his own car and drove away quickly.

Joe and the other maids under Tony took out their guns and approached Devit.

"You should know that when the gun fires, there will be trouble." Devitt patted the dust on his body and stood up.

"That depends on which of the troubles is more serious, the troubles caused by keeping you alive." Qiao said viciously, letting the other party understand that he didn't mind pulling the trigger.

Tony no longer dared to get close to the other party. He took out the gun carefully, kept his distance, and said, "Are you also a transformation person?"

"Renovation? Haha... Do you think that when you lack arms and legs, decorating parts with arms is just a transformation? Hahaha." Devit smiled disdainfully: "Fatty man, you are not smarter than Sunny. Since I dare to appear alone in front of you, the fully armed gangsters, I am naturally prepared."

He said slowly: "I did not call the police, but I used some method to let many policemen wander around not far from here. If you shoot, I suggest thinking about the retreat first."

Joe said in his hoarse voice: "I don't know where you are, but you can see that our deal has been completed. What else do you want to do now? Kill Tony and go to Sonny to receive a reward? We have an absolute advantage in numbers, and I advise you to think clearly."
Chapter completed!