Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

The bartender continued shaking the jug, people came and went at the bar, and Chen Feng's patience finally ran out. He sat there from noon until night.

The efficiency is just too low.

What Chen Feng wanted was a hidden master, not some weak villain like a bio-engineered crocodile man, birdman, or hedgehog man.

Without street reputation, you just can't get by.

Chen Feng believed that if Heavy Artillery recruited people here, it would quickly attract a group of fans.

Worse still, without reputation, it's impossible to get big jobs through middlemen.

Chen Feng tapped the table with his index finger and said to himself, "Chen Feng, think about it carefully. You've watched so many movies, anime, and read so many novels. How exactly do those awesome villains manage to recruit teammates?"

In the Gotham TV series, the Joker found his teammates in Arkham Asylum, an asylum filled with supervillains sent there by Batman; in short, it was a prison.

The prison cell, that's it!

Chen Feng suddenly had an idea: "Melissa, you hacked into the police department's files, so you should have criminal records in there, right? Help me check if there are any criminals here who haven't killed anyone."

Melissa said, "No, didn't I say there isn't a single good person in the city?"

Then I'm relieved.

Chen Feng stood up, walked over to the street singer in the bar, grabbed the microphone, and coughed lightly: "Everyone, look at me, look at me."

The entire bar fell silent instantly.

Just as Chen Feng was about to speak, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a guy covered in flames walked in, leading a group of bare-armed henchmen with flame graffiti tattoos.

He's a madman who gets rejected during the day.

With a wave of his hand, the Flame Maniac ordered all his henchmen to raise their guns.

The bartender put down the jug and shouted, "Whatever you want to do, go do it. Yangming Bar is protected by the Mantis Gang..."

A burst of flame shot out.

Before the bartender could finish speaking, he turned to ashes.

The Flame Maniac looked at Chen Feng and said, "Let's be frank. Hand over the money, and I might consider giving you a quick death."

Chen Feng laughed: "Even if you pay me, I'll still die?"

The Flame Maniac said matter-of-factly, "Hmm! Never mind, you're a natural human without a cybernetic body, right? Selling you to the Fly Gang will be another sum of money."

Chen Feng was speechless.

Another one clinging to him, buddy, when did you become Tang Sanzang?

Melissa had an "I knew it" look on her face: "I told you not to flaunt your wealth."

Holding the microphone, Chen Feng said, "Before we begin the robbery, may I say a few words?"

Just as I was thinking about the prison cell.

A scene flashed through Chen Feng's mind: In the anime "One Piece," the pirate Blackbeard came to the Navy prison in order to gain powerful subordinates and made the prisoners kill each other. The one who survived in the end was his crewmate.

Since Melissa said that everyone here is a villain.

Then Chen Feng felt no guilt: "Except for the middleman sitting over there, this internet cafe will now start a battle royale until only one person remains."

Upon hearing this...

Many people mocked, "Who do you think you are? Why should we listen to you?"

"You don't think money can buy everything, do you, you idiot? We'll kill you, and your money will be ours too."

Faced with public skepticism.

Chen Feng patted the microphone: "I'll only demonstrate once."

Zawarudo!

Time, stand still!

In everyone's eyes, it was just a moment, and then there were a series of bangs. The Flame Maniac and his henchmen, whether biological or electronic heads, all exploded like watermelons, with white, red, and some wires and parts falling to the ground.

Even the most vicious criminals present couldn't help but feel afraid upon seeing this scene.

In an instant, he killed a blue-level criminal and all his henchmen. This level of skill is at least that of a green-level criminal, and possibly even a green-level criminal.

If he wanted to, he could indeed kill everyone.

Tap, tap, tap.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Feng led his men to the bar entrance and closed the door: "Now, please begin your performance."

As soon as the door closed, chaotic sounds of fighting erupted from inside.

Baomu couldn't help but vomit.

Kiri scoffed, "You vomited over this little bit of blood? You're a complete newbie."

About three minutes later.

The door opened.

A pale-faced man with dark circles under his eyes, looking very unhealthy, came out.

Chen Feng noticed the man was covered in blood, so he gave Kiri a wink: "Do you need a doctor?"

The guy with dark circles under his eyes shook his head: "No need, it's all someone else's blood."

Sure enough, there are still experts.

Chen Feng asked with satisfaction, "Name?"

"Roman".

"ability?"

Roman brandished a black pistol: "No, I'm just good at shooting."

There are so many super-powered criminals inside, including someone like Colossus who is immune to bullets. You can't kill them with just a small handgun.

Chen Feng knew the other party was definitely hiding something, but he was too lazy to ask: "Are you willing to join?"

Roman reached out and asked for a cigarette, saying, "Do I have a choice?"

Still smelling strongly of perfume, Melissa whispered in Chen Feng's ear, "Just like you, his file is completely blank. There's no criminal record, not even any information."

It doesn't matter.

Chen Feng waved his hand, signaling Melissa to transfer the money: "This 10,000 yuan is the advance payment for wages."

Roman took out his phone and tentatively asked, "So generous, aren't you afraid I'll run away?"

"Do as you please."

Chen Feng didn't even glance at Roman before walking straight into the bar.

He truly deserves to be called a middleman.

After the massacre, the middleman was still sipping his wine, seemingly oblivious to the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

The middleman controls intelligence, money, and connections; unless someone has a death wish, no one wants to offend the middleman.

Chen Feng sat down opposite the middleman: "Chen Buyin."

"Thirteen."

"Mr. Thirteen, may we discuss business?"

The middleman, Thirteen, handed over a chip: "See for yourself."

Melissa scanned the chip: "The head of the Fourth Division of the 13th District Police is tracking information on a big shot. Take him out, and you'll get 300,000."

Chen Feng shook his head: "I won't answer."

Melissa looked at the next item: "Attack on the 13th District Branch of the Starry Sky Agency, 100,000."

"I won't answer."

Melissa explained, "You're worried about Skylight? Don't worry, people like Skylight who aren't smart are a minority. Heroes above level 5 rarely appear in District 13. Protecting the rich is what they should be doing."

"I told you, I won't answer."

Although Chen Feng said he wanted to be a villain, what he really wanted to do was an anti-hero business like the Suicide Squad.

For example, missions like double-crossing, stealing superpower compounds, or robbing the company's paint.

Seeing that Chen Feng was dissatisfied with this and that, the middleman, Thirteen, took out a handkerchief, elegantly wiped his hands, and said, "Sir, would you like to hear a story?"

This kind of opening gives the feeling of a hidden mission.

Chen Feng nodded.

The middleman, Thirteen, placed a black box down and opened it.

With a hissing sound, both Kiri and Melissa, who were equipped with prosthetics, felt a wave of dizziness.

It's a signal jammer.

The middleman, Thirteen, said, "I have a friend in District 12 who has a beautiful daughter."

"In the city, some people believe that cybernetic implants can steal a person's soul, which is why there are so many cybernetic psychopaths. My friend thinks so too, so he didn't get any cybernetic implants for his daughter."

"My friend and I meet once a year, but this year, his girl has been targeted by the Fly Gang's cleaners."

"They treated her like livestock."

"When the hero rescued her, you have no idea what I saw."

"She committed suicide as soon as she got home."

"My friend sold his house and offered a bounty of 500,000 to Fly, the leader of the Fly Gang, at the law firm. But when the hero catches a criminal, he just sends him to jail, takes the money, and gets released on bail. Five days after Fly's release, he and his wife were also killed in their apartment."

"Listen, that's my best friend. Offending him is the same as offending me."

The middleman, Thirteen, tossed down a chip: "I'm a very forgetful person. Sometimes I leave things behind, like this chip containing the coordinates of a fly nest. If the flies die, I'll be very happy, get drunk, and maybe even lose 300,000 yuan, who knows?"

It seems the task is now quite clear.

Chen Feng picked up the chip: "This is the kind of commission I want to take."

Melissa lit a cigarette and said self-deprecatingly, "I feel like I've come to the wrong place. Is this really not a hero agency?"

the next day.

According to the location given by the middleman.

Apart from Kiri, the prosthetic doctor in charge of logistics, Chen Feng's team of five arrived at an abandoned factory covered in graffiti.

In less than a second, Melissa had hacked all the cameras: "There are a total of 547 members, 300 of them are purple-level, 10 are blue-level, and 1 is cyan-level."

Chen Feng assigned tasks: "I'll take care of Qing and Lan, the rest is up to you."

Everyone said it was fine.

Then, Melissa's electronic eyes flashed, and the cyborgs on the periphery all collapsed, smoking.

"Prosthetic overload! Prosthetic overclocking! It's burning hot!"

Why did you hit me?

"I can't control my robotic arm!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

That's how powerful hackers are.

Without Melissa, the group would have rushed over only to find a bunch of Sinwidmans activating their abilities and then engaging in a flash-and-slash battle.

Melissa said, "There are three hackers trying to reboot the prosthetic body."

Chen Feng asked, "Where?"

Melissa said no: "I've already taken them out. I also destroyed the nearby signals to prevent them from calling for reinforcements, and I stole all their accounts while I was at it."

Three against one, and they all got killed?

Chen Feng gave a thumbs up.

Melissa: "Don't get too excited. As for those guys who don't have prosthetics, wear enhancement suits, get tattoos, or undergo bio-enhancing surgery, I can't do anything about them."

Chen Feng patted Shit King Baomu: "Your turn."

Baomu stammered, "Yes, yes, yes!"

As Baomu's eyes emitted a green light, the entire factory was instantly enveloped in a green glow.

Soon, wails of agony came from inside:

"Toilet! Toilet!"

"Where's the paper?"

When we defecate, we are at our most vulnerable.

When Keanu, Chen Feng, and Roman rushed into the factory, the entire factory was filled with an unbearable stench, which was ineffective even if you pinched your nose.

As for the owner of this stench, he had long since collapsed from exhaustion, lying on the ground, unable to get up.

They've finished.

With the buzzing of his lightsaber, Keanu dealt with most of the minions with almost no resistance: "Too easy."

Chen Feng covered his nose: "I told you, this guy is pretty good, right?"

As a minor leader of the Fly Gang, he was a Class A criminal.

The flesh fly felt very frustrated.

His trump card is the Sinweistein 4.0, which can accelerate 32 times. Faced with such terrifying speed, the enemy may not even have time to blink before being killed.

But when faced with hackers, his S.A.W.S ...

"This kick was for that girl."

when!

Chen Feng stomped on the fly's head, but the expected scene of the fly's head shattering did not happen. Instead, his foot hurt a little.

Whoops.

What the hell?

Chen Feng covered his foot, looked down, and discovered that the thing under the fly's skin was not bone, but metal.

"Boss, this is a high-entropy alloy from Mechanical Heavy Industry." Keanu raised his lightsaber and stabbed it into the left chest of the fly. "They say it won't deform even if it's hit by a nuclear bomb, so just stab it straight at the heart."

After the three of them finished.

Melissa and Baomu cautiously entered, covering their noses as they asked, "Is everything finished?"

"No, the finishing blow hasn't been delivered yet."

The savior said that a man who doesn't finish off his opponent doesn't deserve to be his best friend.

Chen Feng took the lightsaber and slashed at the fly, but missed.

It was definitely a trap.

Time stop!

Chen Feng decisively paused time, looked around, and discovered that Ma Ying had already ejected the prosthetic blade attached to her arm and stabbed Bao Mu in the chest.

Does this guy have his heart on the right side?

Chen Feng slashed with his lightsaber and discovered that the fly had two hearts.

"So that's how it is."

Chen Feng recalled that the Cyber ​​Ascension Exchange System once had a modified secondary heart that could allow the host to be resurrected after death.

"Two lives, high defense and high speed, and so many underlings. Without Melissa, I really wouldn't have been able to handle it all by myself."

"It's just a pity that Baomu was such a talented person."

After Chen Feng recovered from the time stop, he was surprised to find that Bao Mu was not dead, and had not even bled.

"Thank goodness I have the gold necklace my wife gave me. I promised I would support this family." Baomu took out a shattered necklace from his neck.

This plot is so classic.

Chen Feng complained while frowning.

But that's not right.

A person who can stop time can unleash several attacks at once. How could a gold necklace possibly block a modified prosthetic blade like the Fly?

Then, Baomu took out a second item from around his neck: "I... I also have my brother's vibranium lighter. I promised to treat him to some skewers."

Chen Feng: "......"

The third thing: "There's also the fountain pen that my teacher gave me. I promised him I would study hard and make progress every day."

Forget about the previous parts, what the hell is this "studying hard" nonsense?

The fourth item: "A high-entropy alloy Buddhist prayer bead given to me by my mother..."

Who has a Buddha or Bodhisattva who uses alloy amulets to protect people?

The fifth item: "The high-entropy alloy cross that my father gave me."

Is your family's religious beliefs a bit too mixed? If the differences in beliefs are so great, you shouldn't be together.

The sixth item: "A gift from my sister..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Chen Feng realized: "You're a tough nut to crack."