Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 475: Las Vegas

Las Vegas, Casino, Sin City, these are the concepts I got from various humanistic materials. Before I walked into it personally, these impressions were very vague [Shared by netizens] Three days ago, we arrived Sakiya and I have gone abroad for the first time in this city that has been described in various works. This world-famous city gives us a strange feeling. There are naturally many casinos, but we walk in the daytime. On the street, it is impossible to directly match it with the descriptions in various works. This is a paradise for the rich. The skin colors and races from all over the world make it like a hot pot of Laba porridge, which is somewhat reduced. A sense of alienation that is out of place

Sakiya and I both learn foreign languages ​​very well, but when we communicate with locals, we still feel stretched. However, the brain hardware can easily make up for these defects. The frequent visitors of this city, they entertained us as half of the host-in these days waiting for Father Xi Sen to contact us, they took me and Sakuya to taste the "specialties" of this city

Sakuya and I were sitting on the benches in the street, eating hot dogs and cola we just bought from a fast food restaurant, and looking with interest at the pedestrians in different poses, day or night, the vitality that bursts out of this city Far away from any place I have been to, it is like a perpetual motion machine that continuously performs piston motion. It is hard to imagine that there will be a moment of stopping, or even, as long as the frequency is slightly slowed down, those silting up Power will destroy something. Only by keeping this high-frequency exercise to vent its excess vitality can it give people a sense of "reassurance"

This is a unique city, I think, but the feeling for myself is only fresh, I can’t talk about liking it because even the darkest place here seems to be a thousand times stronger than other places. No matter whether you like it or not, you can’t avoid the things that make you feel uncomfortable. No one will correct it, probably because it itself is the source of vitality and the mode of operation of this city. The gloom under the sun has become the nameplate here, and I am very enthusiastic about it for a person like me who grew up in a mediocre environment since I was a child.

The file told me that there is no "mysterious organization" in this city because there may not be a shortage of conspiracy, killings and moral collapse, but it lacks the soil to breed true "mystery" regardless of whether we whisper it or not. Okay, the file team is just a passerby in this city

"So, what about the Doomsday Truth?" I couldn't help but ask

"The Doomsday Shinrikyo Church is not a mysterious organization" filed indifferently, but undeniably said: "They are cults, we are mercenaries, and they have unofficial government status. Lone travelers are like ugly rats. We are all It’s not a mysterious organization in the strict sense that I have seen. The only thing that fits the definition of a mysterious organization is your whisperer... Of course, maybe the person called Jung may be the second one. After all, I’ve never heard of it. Past him"

Sakiya and I quickly became familiar with the style of the city by the people like File and others. Therefore, after the sense of freshness was no longer so strong, Sakiya and I finally abandoned those iconic places and chose only hotels. Wandering on the surrounding streets, the hotel where we stayed is that the file contacted is an industry run by their affiliated mercenary organization. Its rating is not high, not even a three-star hotel. This level of hotel is in this city. It’s not obvious, and there is no good room service. But since you have a special background, there must be something unique-the guests of this hotel appear in various appearances. Of course, there are ordinary people, but big Part of it is people in a special industry that I can identify at a glance. The chaotic, bloody, frantic, and seemingly calm, but alienated psychology and emotions that are hidden under the solemnity of 800 can be smelled even through a few walls.

There are two service menus in the hotel. One is for serious people. It also contains some special services that are customary in Las Vegas, such as gambling and prostitutes. There are also pimps who come to sell business. Of course , These pimps are all hotel acquaintances. Under the management of the hotel, even if they encounter tourists from other places, they will not do unauthentic work. The other menu is only for "special people" and sometimes receive Strangers who are introduced as regular customers, but according to the file, these strangers who walk through the back door are often slaughtered. In this special service menu, there are arms sales, bodyguard services, underground black markets, and intelligence brokers. Wait for the black business, even human traffickers can see that the most popular ones are naturally related to intelligence and firepower transactions, as well as black market boxing competitions

As a cooperative organization of mercenaries, we Whisperers naturally provide these services. However, these services are like tasteless to me and Sakiya. Therefore, we have not actively carried out these things in the past three days. Further contact, however, when Sakuya and I were tired of shopping on the street and returned to the hotel, she told us that she had confirmed that a popular black market boxing match would be held today and invited us to visit

"This is the annual all-female fighting competition. This is the most popular one of all our'entertainment' services" File explained: "Tonight is the quarter-finals, maybe I met a good seed, and the wrestler was the champion of all-female fighting in previous years."

"What do you mean?" I vaguely understood her thoughts, but I further confirmed.

"We can try to recruit some people who can come in handy immediately." File nodded and said, "Although there are also men's competitions and mixed men's and women's competitions, but at this time, other competitions are just qualifying competitions, and the quality is not all women. Fighters are high, and the players who have entered the finals are all combat experts with real talents"

"What kind of fighting is it? Do you only use your fists?" Sakiya asked curiously. Of course she knows what the black industry is. This kind of black market boxing match has appeared in many works, and it has been rendered extremely negative. We I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but I don’t expect that the actual situation will be much deviated or even more intense. Even so, Sakiya, like most people, is a little curious about things that I have only heard of but never experienced personally

Sakiya’s enthusiastic attitude made the file hesitate. She cast a serious look at me and silently asked if I really want this girl to see these dark things. No matter how I described Sakiya’s to the file Ability, but even after experiencing fierce battles and witnessing the death of the enemy, Sakiya’s appearance and temperament are still an ordinary female college student who has just graduated, and is incompatible with special people like files who are used to dancing on the tip of a knife and walking in blood.

Rasp may feel that I don’t want her to be exposed to too many human negatives, and I do think so. To become a fighter on the front line of battle, it’s essential to experience annihilating combat firsthand, but, Going deeper, it really makes people worry that I didn’t even think about it. Let Sakiya actually come into contact with these environments that are over-described in various works. At least, before the world completely collapses, I don’t want her to be exposed to too much. Human beings are negative and weird

She is not a "semi-robot" like me who relies on brain hardware and prosthetic incarnation activities, nor is she among the whispers of people who can treat other things with indifference in addition to her own research. In addition to me and Omi, even if other people possess some special abilities, they have also co-founded mysterious organizations, secretly monitoring an entire city, and fighting against world-class cults, but in terms of their personality, they are not divorced from ordinary people. Category

They are "mysterious" fans and enforcers, not terrorists or warriors who are accustomed to killing and human negativity.

"Ya, go to bed early tonight. I can go with the file." I told Sakuya that she immediately puffed her cheeks with a puffed expression on her face, but she died before I comforted her

"Okay, now that Achuan said so" she said

During the three days I stayed in Las Vegas, the night sky above the city was always not clean, the brilliant lights were like the fuel of the cloth shop smearing the clouds, and it was also covered with a heavy layer of colored mud. The swaying spotlight on the ground can clearly see me and the file from the hotel lobby that is always closed during the day, and there are also security guards at night. If you don’t pay attention to it, you can ignore the side door to the final destination. A circular arena built underground, with as many as five boxing-style arenas presenting an arrangement of petals, wrapped in layers of auditoriums, in the open space between the auditoriums and the arena, there is no shortage of crazy spectators

As soon as I and File entered, the game had already begun. This was the appetizer before the opening of the All-Women Fighting Final. The most vicious and wide arena in the center was vacated, and the audience swarmed in the rest of the arena. The ring where the competition was held waved and shouted, because the emotions were too excited, the face was flushed, and the eyes were bloodshot. It was indistinguishable that they were distorted by anger and excitement. These audiences were not all special professionals. There were also guests who liked excitement and were invited. Their dress and expression can’t explain much. When they exit the side door, they may be polite gentlemen and ladies, or they may be vulgar explosives, or killers disguised as ordinary people.

“There are other black market people who sometimes like to go to other places. For example, we introduce some good goods here.” The file glanced at the emotional crowd, and said flatly to me: “People who have achieved good results here. It usually brings big benefits to those people in other places. We are not purely commercial here, and we do not encourage pure bounty-earning behavior. The underground arena was originally built to resolve private grievances and relieve emotions for members. However, later on, many people like to show their hands here." She pointed to a middle-aged man with a raised top and said to me: "If you are optimistic about someone, if you want to bet, you can find him, even if it’s a penny, you can take the order." /

I looked around and found that there were more people crowding around the ring than sitting in the auditorium. Even though the auditorium is actually not large, there are still many vacant seats that are being entered. People occupy the field

"Not everyone likes to watch the game up close." File smiled, "Sometimes, getting too close can be dangerous. This is not a place to sell life insurance, although we also do the business of bodyguards..." She didn't seem to finish her words yet, but a burst of exclamation from the side of the ring not far away covered what she wanted to say next

"Look, that's how it is." The file said and I cast my eyes in the direction of the sound coming from the retina screen. Many people cast their eyes there at a close frequency. At the same time, Hakkei, Morino, and Shirai The avatar is lit on the retina screen, the picture is a little noisy, and the voice of the eight sceneries is not clear when it comes through: "...accept...the interference here...strong..." I understand what she means. This underground stadium has undergone some signal processing. Although in these three days, it has been verified that the wireless connection function added by Omi is indeed effective, after the file and I entered here, there was still a interruption for a while until now that the connection is successful, and the efficiency has dropped drastically. Bai Jing went offline, their heads dimmed and only eight scenes were left and their voices were switched to text: "I can't see where you are, and the voice is blurry, but what seems to have happened?"

"A little accident happened around" I vaguely explained that it is not a good thing that they can't see the sights here, just like I don't want Sakiya to go too deep, and this is also true for other people. Moreover, this is not a battlefield. The other party is not an enemy, and it’s really hard to pretend to be accustomed to seeing the accident here

In the place where the accident occurred, someone was lying on the ground obviously dead. An axe directly split his head and embedded it on the floor. The red and white flowed all over the floor. When the blood spurted out, around The person who was not able to get out of the way in time, her face was covered with spot-like blood, a plump, gorgeously dressed woman rolled her eyes and passed out, while hugging her body, wearing a burly black bear that looked like a bodyguard. Subconsciously licked the red winding at the corner of the mouth, with an excited expression

Although some people died, the battle on the ring did not stop. The security guards lined up the crowd aggressively, and dragged the corpses away without any interruption of the game. The dead did not make the crazy people afraid to retreat, but like It was like taking a stimulant to wave his limbs violently, and scream with all his strength. After an accident, the battle on the ring stepped into the weapon. The holder of the sharp axe in the unfavorable form of empty hands, dodged the other embarrassedly. Chasing the sharp-axe warrior, when he dipped his waist and hit his opponent's chin with a close fist, his arm was also chopped off by the opponent who had lost his balance. Jewelry and even underwear were thrown at the two of them. These foreign objects that suddenly broke into the battlefield became signals and obstacles, allowing the empty-handed man to successfully escape the slash of death, grabbing his severed hand and rolling down the ring, hugged by his friends and hurriedly left. The audience was particularly dissatisfied with this, and kept pushing them, however, they were immediately isolated by the security guards who have been paying attention here

Under the protection of his companion, the loser walked away in embarrassment along the artificially created small intestine path and said: "This guy is very lucky. In this case, he only needs to spend money to get his hand back immediately."

"Do you have any Mageweave messengers for medical treatment?" I asked

"Of course, medical capabilities are rare. The headquarters has spent a lot of effort to keep such talents." File said: "This is why everyone likes to come to us. If you don't die all at once, There is a chance of being rescued. Breaking hands and feet is nothing."

"They look very excited." I stared at the crazy yelling people. They seemed to eat each other raw when the loser left the scene. This scene was only described in the work, but now there is only one It’s an immersive feeling, which is even more exaggerated than the scenes described in those works. However, my mood still hasn’t fluctuated at all. In this case, my brain and hardware seem to work very well

"Even if there is no money to make trouble, people don't like to see half-way battles" File shrugged, "However, we are forbidden to attack the loser, whether it is an opponent in the ring or the audience, as long as If you leave the ring alive, you will get the guarantee of life. Although we are mercenaries, we also have a humanitarian spirit."

I think her words are like self-deprecating. Of course, her expression and tone are very serious, as if a government official is making a report.

After the competition in this ring was over, the other three venues also ended. There were three women participating in the competition. One was beaten deliriously, but for the magic pattern messenger with healing power, It’s not a serious injury, but the other two won the final victory intact. The file pointed at one of them, a petite figure~IndoMTL.com~, a very young Asian woman with a mid-level facial features, but a gloomy Asian woman said , She is one of the protagonists tonight. This female soldier is codenamed Janitor, a Vietnamese. She fought in Thailand at the age of ten and became a mercenary at the age of 15. She is 23 years old and has extremely rich combat experience. She is a mercenary. She is also well-known in the circle, but she has never participated in large-scale wars, but is a master of rapid anti-war and assassination in the city. The title of cleaner comes from her often doing post-breaking and finishing work

"She is not the strongest in guerrilla warfare in towns, but it is also difficult to find someone much better than her." File said: "She is one of the promising talents in the headquarters. She has already received an invitation letter. At the end of the next game, she should join the organization and enter the dominance round with a certain team to see if she has the luck to become a magicweave messenger, or use graystone to strengthen... However, I personally think that with her ability, tight It’s a shame to become a graystone enhancer.” She paused, and said, “Same as a wrestler. Only by becoming a Mageweave messenger can she fully tap her potential.” To be continued)

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Restricted Doomsday’s Fourth Hellboy 475 Las Vegas