The system suppressor

Clay Fuller met Kale Roman's eyes and a few inexplicable oddities arose in his heart, why was a teenage boy, suddenly encountering two men who were going to kidnap his in the middle of the night, not scared at all? Even when his robot died, he wasn't surprised at all, the look in his eyes, it really didn't look like he was faking it.

    Kale Roman then said, "Stop."

    "Sent from where?"

    Pitts closed his grip and the two men cowered on the ground, grimacing in pain and huffing a breath of cold air.

    Kale Roman turned his head to him, "Where did you get the system suppressor?"

    Clay Fuller glanced at Pitts, the intelligent robot would carry out his master's orders 100%, the flashing blue current was still gathering in his hands, and the boy was so evil that he didn't dare to play tricks, and still didn't say anything, as an acquiescence.

    Clay Fuller: ...

    Clay Fuller didn't know exactly what Kale Roman was thinking, and although he looked like he was lost in thought at the moment, he didn't dare to slip away quietly due to Pitts watching from the sidelines. It was obviously just an f-class robot, within the control of that suppressor, but why was it out of control? He had checked the registration information of this robot and tracked it for a while, confirming that the information was correct, so what had gone wrong?

    He was a member of the gang, but he usually collected protection money, intimidated some honest people, sold some contraband or something, and did not do much kidnapping, this is a serious first time, really not much experience, if not for his illness has begun to take effect, there are not many good days left, and his hands are tight, he would not take this job.

    Cursing furiously, Clay Fuller raised his hand and slapped Aydan Tucker hard on the head, then held Aydan Tucker's head down and bowed to Kale Roman with him, "Consider him a fart, and keep that thing if you like. "

    Clay Fuller snorted out of his nose, why, because he smelled danger.

    Clay Fuller placed the dagger on Kale Roman's neck and lowered his voice, "Come with us."

    "It was also sent to us from the other side."

    Aydan Tucker was stunned and inexplicably flustered, so he subconsciously looked at his own boss.

    Clay Fuller snapped back to his senses and also pressed down on the hit to draw a cold breath before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, taking a few sharp puffs before saying, "Let's go."

    Aydan Tucker asked in a whisper, "Just leave? It'll cost us money, brother, and we're already, already low on money on hand."

    The Grey Network is the underground world of the Internet, where all information about the people who place and receive orders is hidden and the average person cannot trace the source.

    Now it's you who's robbed, the man's been beaten by you, and the dagger and suppressor have been taken from you.

    Kale Roman weighs the metal ball in his hand one by one... who is trying to kidnap his? And what was the purpose? He'd been here for six months and had been living too peacefully, so why was someone suddenly trying to kidnap his?

    Since the Pitts didn't die, Aydan Tucker took it for granted that the system suppressor was broken, and cursed his employer for screwing them over. But it was a rare thing after all, and he took it back to get it fixed, so maybe it would work in the future.

    "I don't know, we check."

    Kale Roman glanced at it, told Pitts to write down the information on it, and weighed the metal ball in his hand, "Where did this get big?"

    Aydan Tucker couldn't help but look down at the metal ball he was holding to make sure it was locked into Pitts' system, and then glanced at Pitts again to see that it was indeed unresponsive before he dropped his heart and nodded towards Clay Fuller.

    It wasn't until Kale Roman had walked away that Aydan Tucker lifted his face, rubbing the spot he'd just been hit while speaking sardonically, "Big brother?"

    Kale Roman took the metal ball Pitts handed him and weighed it twice, "It's not like you guys are trying to rob me, and I don't have much money."

    Kale Roman shot them a look and bent down slightly, "Kidnapping?"

    It was then that Kale Roman stopped what he was doing and lifted his eyes to look at them.

    Clay Fuller slapped Aydan Tucker on the head again, "It's better to lose your money than your life! Go back and pack your stuff and get out of here, this place is no longer a place to stay."

    Aydan Tucker was even more confused, "Get out of here! Why?"

    Kale Roman straightened up and leaned his back against the wall, pawing the snatched metal ball in his hand, and said one word lazily, "Fight."

    Clay Fuller didn't speak, blade across Kale Roman's neck, left hand raised, intending to just knock it out and carry it away.

Those two were a little surprised to see that Kale Roman didn't say anything and didn't look the least bit scared.

    Aydan Tucker saw that Kale Roman didn't look like he was joking, so he hurriedly got up, and then went to help Clay Fuller, who suppressed the doubt in his mind and stood up without saying a word.Kale Roman was still deep in thought and didn't pay any attention to them, and before Aydan Tucker turned around, he saw that Kale Roman had been absently He was still in the middle of his thoughts, and didn't bother to talk to them, but Aydan Tucker turned around and saw that Kale Roman had been absently playing with the metal ball in his hand.

    Clay Fuller didn't even have time to be surprised before the dagger in his hand was snatched from him and his left hand slashed at Kale Roman was deflected, while a surge of electricity passed through his entire body, this was no joke and Clay Fuller dropped to his knees with a thud, Aydan Tucker was dumbfounded, but just as quickly he couldn't react, the metal ball in his hand was snatched away from him. He shakes like a sieve for a while before rolling over to Clay Fuller and stammering, "Big, big brother, what's going on? How is he he he still moving?"

    He had checked the target's background before, nothing special, just an ordinary teenage boy, also genetic disease patient, the only reliance was his parents left his an F-class robot, but now that his robot had died, what reliance did he have?

    Kale Roman looked at him and asked, "Where to?"

    That weird feeling in Clay Fuller's mind was becoming more and more apparent, there was something evil about this boy, was he really not scared? Or was he just stupid? Or are kids just fucking growing up these days!

    "Okay." Clay Fuller responded, only to look up a moment later.

    But at that very moment, Pitts suddenly moved!

    Clay Fuller gives Aydan Tucker a hard look through his teeth, damn it, you're the one holding the smart system suppressor, you just nodded that it was okay, and now you're asking me what's going on! If I knew what the fuck was going on, I wouldn't have gotten my ass kicked!

    He knew that system suppressor wasn't broken, but why wasn't that bot dead? Either the other was carrying a high level counter jammer, or that droid's systems had been switched by a private modification. Either of those two things, whichever one did it, meant that the boy couldn't be as simple as he looked.

    Over, but couldn't find out, really!"

    Kale Roman withdrew his gaze and placed the metal ball in the pocket of his trench coat, leaving a message before he turned to leave, "If the other side contacts you again, let me know."

    Clay Fuller froze and gave Kale Roman an unexpected look.

    "Who instructed you?"

    Clay Fuller and Aydan Tucker didn't squeal, they were just street punks but they had professional ethics, they couldn't just give out information about their employers or who would dare to call them in the future.

    Pitts' database was privy to a vast array of brawling techniques, and all he had to do was mimic the simplest few moves and calculate the speed and intensity well enough to make someone draw breath from the pain and not make them pass out, plus, he could always discharge. So thump a few punches and Clay Fuller and Aydan Tucker immediately wimped out, "Talk, we talk!"

    The dim streetlight stretched the back of the figure in the black trench coat, and the cold robot followed his noiselessly, and the only sound in the silent, deep alley was the clatter of his leather boots, very regular, even with a certain rhythm, and a cold shiver ran down Clay Fuller's body as he listened to the footsteps.

    Kale Roman thought for a moment, still not having a clue, and said, "Get lost."

    Whatever, the deposit was taken anyway, and the job was taken and done.

    Aydan Tucker, however, was not as perceptive as Clay Fuller, whose eyes kept glancing at Pitts, still a little nervous inside, and said in a gruff voice, "Cut the crap and be a good boy and come with us."

    Kale Roman took his toe and tapped impatiently on the floor as Clay Fuller hurried to speak, "We took the order on the Grey Network, the other party just gave the target and the assignment and paid a deposit. What's next for the one who kidnapped you, and where to send it, hasn't been delivered yet, I'll show you the records." With that he opened his own personal terminal in front of Kale Roman and tapped into that particular network.