The night approaching midnight was intensely dark.
The neon lights along the streets gradually grew sparse.
Su Zhan followed behind the five mbers of the Purple Lightning Gang.
After they finished eating barbecue, he had followed these people to the interview.
"This way, taking a shortcut."
Brother Dao said without turning his head: "The scrapyard is just around the corner."
"Don't be nervous, bro. This path looks remote, but it's actually very safe."
The green-haired underling familiarly put his arm around Su Zhan's shoulder, pointing at the mottled graffiti on the wall: "See that? These are all our Purple Lightning Gang's marks. No one dares to cause trouble here."
Su Zhan nodded with partial understanding, curiously examining the increasingly dilapidated buildings around them.
"That... why is the scrapyard located in a place like this?"
Su Zhan asked timidly.
The leather-clad girl walking ahead said: "You just don't get it, do you? These remote places have cheap rent, and... so modification work isn't convenient to do in busy urban areas."
"Oh..."
Su Zhan nodded with sudden understanding: "So that's why you're so impressive, not even afraid of the authorities!"
Brother Dao stopped walking: "We're here."
Before them stood a rust-stained corrugated iron wall, with a crooked lightning symbol spray-painted on it.
The green-haired underling stepped forward and kicked a hidden button at the base of the wall, opening a concealed small door.
"Welco to the Purple Lightning Gang's secret base!"
The green-haired youth made a "please" gesture, a sly glint appearing in his eyes.
Inside the door was pitch black.
Only vaguely visible were piles of scrapped car fras stacked like mountains.
"Sh-should we go in?"
Su Zhan hesitated at the doorway.
Brother Dao's chanical arm rested on his shoulder: "What? Scared? Weren't you quite excited just now? Our interviewer is inside, you'll understand once you go in."
"No!"
Su Zhan quickly shook his head, steeling himself as he stepped forward: "I'm just... a bit nervous..."
The leather-clad girl chuckled behind him, pushing him inside: "Relax, rookie. After tonight... you'll never be nervous again."
The iron door closed.
In the darkness, several pairs of eyes looked at him with ill intent.
In the dim scrapyard.
Su Zhan was brought before an office converted from a shipping container.
Through the blurry glass, a human figure could vaguely be seen sitting inside.
"Go in, the boss wants to interview you personally."
Brother Dao gave Su Zhan a push.
Su Zhan knocked on the door apprehensively.
"Co in."
A hoarse male voice ca from inside.
Pushing the door open and entering.
He saw a man in a suit sitting behind a tal desk.
The upper half of his face was hidden in shadow.
An old-fashioned computer sat on the desk, its screen's blue light reflecting his tense jawline.
"Sit."
The man pointed to the chair in front of him.
Su Zhan sat down stiffly, placing his hands properly on his knees: "H-hello, I'm here to apply for a job..."
"Hmm."
The man typed a few keys on the keyboard: "Worked in this industry before?"
"I interned at a 4S shop in Jiang City for three months..."
Su Zhan stamred in response, his eyes darting around.
When away from ho, you create your own identity - you could just make up this kind of stuff.
"Why co to Black City?"
"Because the pay there was too low..."
Su Zhan rubbed his hands apologetically: "I heard you can make good money here..."
The man chuckled lightly: "Indeed, you can make money quickly here."
At that mont.
"Click!"
The office door automatically locked.
Su Zhan looked back in panic: "Wh-what's this?"
"Don't be nervous."
The man slowly stood up, walking out from the shadows.
His face wore a smooth white mask, with only two narrow slits for eyes: "In our line of work... we need so confidentiality asures."
"A m-mask?"
Su Zhan shrank back in fear.
"Occupational hazard."
The man tapped on the mask: "In our line of work, it's not convenient to show our faces. You know? The most valuable goods in Black City... are fresh bodies like yours!"
Before the words finished.
The mask split open.
Revealing the hideous true face beneath.
That face was twisted like lted wax, the corners of the mouth splitting all the way to the ears, revealing two rows of serrated fangs.
"Surprised?"
The Aberrant's voice had completely changed tone, its hands transforming into sharp claws: "Your organs will fetch a good price!"
Outside the door, the Purple Lightning Gang mbers burst into laughter.
Brother Dao's chanical arm banged against the door panel: "Enjoy your interview, rookie!"
...
The terror in Su Zhan's eyes instantly vanished.
Hahahaha... they finally took the bait.
Eyes of the Abyss activated silently.
The Aberrant's originally swift pounce suddenly beca sluggish.
Su Zhan's movents beca so fast they left afterimages, as he drew two narrow straight blades from his travel bag in one fluid motion.
He had been carrying this bag all along.
When traveling, you definitely need to bring weapons.
A student-looking person carrying a bag is reasonable, right?
Mainly, Brother Dao and the others had underestimated him too much, so they didn't even check his bag.
"Huh?"
The Aberrant clearly paused in surprise, but then split open its bloody maw in a vicious grin: "So skills? But do you think this can—"
Before the words finished.
Su Zhan had already flashed to its side.
The first blade slashed diagonally, the Aberrant barely dodged sideways but still had half an ear shaved off, blood splattering on the wall.
A Low-Risk Tier 7 Aberrant.
For him, it was already equivalent to easy wild monster farming.
"Bastard!"
The Aberrant flew into a rage, its sharp claws sweeping horizontally: "I'll tear you to—"
Su Zhan's speed suddenly increased another notch, blade lights crisscrossing.
Crack! Crack!
Both sharp claws were severed at the wrists, falling to the ground with a thud.
The Aberrant stared blankly at its bare wrists, blood gushing out like a fountain.
"N-no, impossible!"
It staggered backward, knocking over the office desk.
Screaming toward the door: "You idiots! What kind of monster did you bring back?!"
Brother Dao's panicked voice ca from outside: "B-boss? What's happening?"
"Run! This is a fucking—"
Su Zhan didn't give it a chance to finish.
Twin blades shot out.
One blade nailed through its thigh, the other pierced through its shoulder.
Pinning it firmly to the wall.
The Aberrant struggled briefly, the pain making it completely alert.
It finally realized.
The young man before him was no lamb for slaughter, but a wolf in sheep's clothing!
"W-wait!"
The Aberrant's voice suddenly beca ingratiating: "Brother, let's talk this over! I, I can give you money, lots of money! The Purple Lightning Gang's warehouse is full of good stuff..."
Su Zhan expressionlessly twisted the blade handle embedded in its shoulder.
?
Fool, if you die, all these things will be mine anyway.
"Ahhh! Spare ! Spare !"
The Aberrant convulsed in pain: "I failed to recognize your greatness! What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!"
Disorderly footsteps sounded outside.
The Purple Lightning Gang mbers were clearly fleeing in panic.
Su Zhan's figure flashed.
Accelerate!
Not long after.
Those 5 Purple Lightning Gang mbers were beaten into submission.
That's right, beaten into submission.
With two blades still stuck in this Aberrant.
He had used his fists to beat these people into submission.
Su Zhan sat alone in the office chair.
Facing 6 people.
5 kneeling, bruised and battered, Brother Dao's chanical arm completely disabled, hanging limp and powerless.
One still nailed to the wall, still spitting blood.
At this mont, all the arrogance in their eyes was gone, replaced only by infinite awe of power, and fear.
Su Zhan crossed his legs, his gaze sweeping over them.
All 6 avoided eting his eyes.
Now, they could have a proper conversation.
And extract so internal information about Black City.
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