Chapter 24

Zheng Xiaotian followed Tony into a state of seclusion to repair the armor.

A few more days passed.

The next day!

Tony drove with Zheng Xiaotian to a place.

"Boss, what are we going to do here?" Zheng Xiaotian looked out the car window at the heavily armed, towering figures who were looking around, resembling the bodyguards of a gangster boss.

"Follow me, and we'll sneak in," Tony said.

"Damn, you pay me a hundred yuan a month, no, two hundred. Two hundred yuan a month, and you want me to kill for you? What, are we filming a movie? The cheapest hitman in history? Is that the movie title?" Zheng Xiaotian said irritably.

Zheng Xiaotian was not someone who was afraid to kill. He was not unwilling to kill. However, killing had its price. It wasn't something to be done just because someone said so. If he did it for any random request and still only got two hundred yuan a month, that would be ridiculous.

"How much do you want for your help?" Tony asked.

From their time together, Tony could see that this young man who had mysteriously appeared in the desert was indeed not ordinary. His combat ability was formidable, and he was clearly a ruthless person. In this uncertain situation, it was best to trick him first. If he refused, Tony would do it himself, but the enemy would also consider him an accomplice. So, he would be involved anyway, and he wouldn't be unaware of this logic. It was just a matter of the price, and it shouldn't be too excessive.

"This isn't about money. If our friendship is really this good, what's the problem with me helping you out?" Zheng Xiaotian said nonchalantly.

"No, no!" Tony shook his head decisively. "Even among close brothers, there's a saying about clear accounts. The more you do this, the more uneasy I feel. If you help me today, I'll provide you with a suit of armor like the Golden Saint Armor, which can be summoned at any time. This will ensure your safety. You must know that the coolest thing isn't being covered in flames, but the armor I created that can fire missiles."

Tony had thought this through carefully. Now, he was trying to avoid exposing his location. He couldn't offer money, but he still had some armor in reserve. This could be given directly, with just a bit of modification.

"Whatever. I'm just helping out as a friend," Zheng Xiaotian said.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaotian was overjoyed. As the saying goes, when you're sleepy, you find a pillow. He had been thinking about how to get the armor from Tony. Now, it was being offered directly. When the armor was in his hands, he could go home. Yay!

The deal was made, and the two got out of the car.

"Are we not going to act?" Zheng Xiaotian asked suspiciously when Tony didn't move after getting out of the car.

"You act, I'll watch," Tony said.

Zheng Xiaotian lowered his head. He realized that Tony was treating him like a scapegoat.

Zheng Xiaotian approached the wall, leaped with all his strength, and immediately climbed over it.

In front of him, two men turned to look at the sound. They faced Zheng Xiaotian's two air bullets.

With two bangs, the men's heads were hit, and they fell to the ground.

Zheng Xiaotian didn't know if they were dead, but at least they were out of the fight.

He then released his senses, locking onto the other targets, and shot out instantly.

Zheng Xiaotian led the way, and Tony followed behind. His hands were behind his back, looking like a leader on an inspection.

"This feeling is great. Entering the enemy's backyard is like entering a no-man's land. Nice, nice, comfortable!" Tony said as he walked, feeling pleased.

After dealing with the few outside, Zheng Xiaotian started on the ones on the first floor of the villa. The sound of bangs echoed as his air bullets hit, and the targets fell to the ground, unable to fight back.

Zheng Xiaotian felt a sense of existence. At least, he wasn't completely useless in this world. Not bad, really not bad.

When Tony slowly entered the villa, Zheng Xiaotian was sitting on the sofa, drinking.

"Done?" Tony walked toward Zheng Xiaotian, asking as he approached.

"First floor is done. I think there's no one on the second floor," Zheng Xiaotian said.

"Even if there's no one, you should stay by my side. Come on, let's go up," Tony waved his hand and walked toward the second floor.

On the second floor, an old man with a goatee was enjoying two beautiful women. The scenes were so intense that they could make one's blood boil. The old man seemed very satisfied, and the two women were equally content.

"Didn't we interrupt your fun?" Tony slowly entered the room and smiled at the old man.

The old man was about to get angry, but when he saw the submachine gun in Zheng Xiaotian's hand, he immediately smiled and said, "Take whatever you want. If that doesn't satisfy you, there are two girls here. Take them, one each."

"Do you think American women are something to be given away so easily?" Tony said angrily.

"Look, you need to clarify who your target really is. I'm just a stand-in," the old man said nervously. "Someone protects me, feeds me, gives me drinks, women, and cars. Really, are you sure your target is me? Could it be someone who looks exactly like me?"

Tony was stunned. He had even offered a suit of armor to get Zheng Xiaotian's help, and now he was dealing with a stand-in? What kind of boring joke was this? Was he being teased?

The old man, to prove his identity, even took out his ID, which was officially issued by Washington. Despite his Pakistani-like appearance, he was indeed an American.

Tony was now certain that he had come to the wrong place, and the armor was wasted. He was frustrated!

Suddenly, two thuds were heard, as if something had penetrated Zheng Xiaotian and Tony's bodies, and then...

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