Chapter 133: The Sword Society

"Well, I hope you have a nice conversation."

Miles raised the tall red wine glass again and took a sip of wine happily.

She didn't bother to care whether Li Ang wanted this technical achievement or not. As long as the LA company was involved, this deal involving multiple forces would be completed.

As for whether LA Company will suffer losses, that has nothing to do with her.

"Well... the weather has cleared up. It seems like it's time for our army to take a rest and move on to new battlefields!"

"Mr. Li Ang, please appreciate our results."

Through the glass window of the airship, Miles watched the gloomy dark clouds gradually dissipate, and countless "bullet holes" were shot out by the sun.

The stench of gunpowder smoke coming from the battlefield below did not affect her enjoyment of her great achievements at all.

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Night City, the outskirts of Badland.

In this vast uninhabited land, there are dry yellow rock cliffs everywhere, dry Joshua trees growing randomly, and piles of electronic waste that have been roasted by the vicious desert heat to emit bursts of burning smell.

And no one passing by here dared to take off his thick denim jacket easily, even under the scorching sun.

After all, the intensity of ultraviolet rays here is no joke. Sunburned skin is still secondary. What I fear most is the flying sand as fine as a knife in the desert.

Without thick enough clothing to cover the body, it is easy to get small, itchy wounds from the fine sand.

In addition, the bad land has a huge temperature difference between day and night, and extreme sandstorms like "Hadaba" pass by from time to time. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call this place a place of death!

At this moment, Jack Wells had already driven V and Panan to a camp of the Random Knife Club.

Before coming here, they had already learned from the middleman Rogge that Nash, the boss of the Random Sword Society, had driven Panan's car to the camp.

If they want to help Panan get the car back, they must personally talk to the leader of the Luan Dao Society named Nash.

"V, do you think that just by saying Rogge's name, Panan can make these scumbags from the Sword Society willingly return her car and gun?"

"After all, this is not the City of Night, and we are still on someone else's territory. I'm afraid Rogge's name is not enough to scare this brat named Nash."

Under the dazzling sun, Jack had to squint his eyes slightly and look at the Luandaohui camp less than 300 meters away from them.

Not long ago, V planned to be polite first and then attack, and asked Panan to try to scare these gangsters in the name of the middleman Rogge.

If they had some sense and returned the gun and car to Panan, then everyone could get back together and everything would be fine.

But if they are ignorant and insist on taking Panan's things without giving them back, then V will no longer need to be polite to these people and just rush in and kill them all!

"I don't know. If Rogge's name doesn't work, then I will let them remember my name V from now on."

After saying that, V looked up at the dim sky. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and judging from the weather conditions, there might be a "Hard Wave" sandstorm at night.

If they could move more smoothly, they might be able to get back to Night City before dark and avoid being blown away by the sandstorm.

"Damn it! V, what you said is quite handsome. If that girl Panan were here, she would be so obsessed with her!"

"You are not allowed to say this again, leave it to me to show off, hehe!"

"It's up to you." V said without looking back. He looked at the camp of the Luan Dao Club, feeling a little worried about Panan's safety.

Seeing V's appearance, Jack bumped V with his elbow with a playful smile and asked: "Honestly, V, are you interested in Panan? I think this little wild cat is quite compatible with you."

"Besides, both of you are homeless, so a common language is definitely indispensable, what do you think?"

Faced with the joke made by his good brother Jack, before V could respond, Panan was already trotting back angrily.

"I think... it's time for us to dig in and teach the bastards from the Knife Club a proper lesson. Looking at Panan's behavior, I guess she's probably been wronged."

Seeing Panan rushing back with nothing, V knew that she had failed to get her things back, and she was scolded by the members of the Knife Club for not keeping them all.

However, before officially deciding to take action, V took the initiative to walk up and asked Panan more carefully: "What did they tell you?"

As soon as V asked this question, Panan was furious. He slashed at these scumbags, how could they spit out ivory from their mouths?

"Before I even reached the entrance of the camp, those stupid bastards used turret machine guns to push me back."

"I asked them for something, but these stupid idiots ignored me at all. My leather boots were almost hit by their machine guns!"

"I guess their boss, Nash, is doing something shady inside. The guards there are quite well-equipped, so it might be difficult to break through them head-on."

At this moment, Panan was so angry that the mountains on his chest were rising and falling, and V suddenly noticed that the [True Detective] kinetic energy pistol he gave Panan had disappeared.

Sensing the suspicious look on V's face, Panan explained in embarrassment: "Before leaving there, their guards took my gun away. I'm sorry, V..."

When Panam thought about her things being taken away by the people of the Luan Dao Society one after another, she was so angry that she almost fumed. But now she knew that anger could not solve any problems.

Immediately, Panam, who was forcibly suppressing her anger, said her next idea:

"I think we have to take a long-term view. There are too many people from the Luan Dao Society here, and there are two turret machine guns. We can't break through from the front."

"In addition, the camp is surrounded by barbed wire and patrolling guards. We can't get around at all. I'm afraid we can only wait for them to drive the car out before we have a chance to take the car back."

Hearing this, Jack on the side was so angry that he clenched his iron fist like a sandbag. The shamelessness of this group of Luan Dao Society scum far exceeded his tolerance limit.

Since he is here, if he doesn't kill these sons of bitches today, he will be so angry that he can't sleep that night!

"Fuck!"

"V, give me half a minute, I'll call someone to shoot these bastards from the Luan Dao Society!"

Jack cursed in a muffled voice, pretending to take out his "Xiaolingtong" mobile phone to call the people in the Valentino Gang.

"No need to be so troublesome."

V reached out to stop Jack who was about to call someone, and then gave his own advice: "Listen, next I will go to the gate of the Luan Dao Society's camp alone to attract their firepower."

"You two should find a way to get in from the side, try to rush in quickly, and tie up their leader Nash in one go!"

"But you two have to move quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I'll rush in and knock them all down before you succeed."