Chapter 378 Can't Think of a Title

"It doesn't matter if I, Ivan, compromise once!"

Ivan lost.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the heavy rain washed away the remaining blood.

His whole body was in tatters, the metal in his body was beaten up and down, crooked, and all the blades of his body were broken.

Those gear parts were scattered all over the place, washed away by the heavy rain.

If the fight continues, he will be dismantled by Lu Wen with his bare hands.

"Master Ivan lost?"

There are voices of thugs discussing everywhere.

In the rainy night, those voices came and went.

Pairs of unbelievable eyes focused on Lu Wen and Ivan.

Street entrance.

The owners of more than a dozen second floors were silent.

They saw Ivan striding forward with their own eyes, they also saw the two fighting together, and they saw Ivan's white suit burst, and alloy blades protruded from his body, like a human-shaped steel hedgehog.

That terrifying combat power is enough to tear apart any second-floor lord present.

But Ivan still lost.

Just a small flaw.

From evenly matched to a tragic retreat.

Just a few minutes.

He was knocked to the ground several times until he voluntarily surrendered.

"boom!"

In a corner of the rainy night, there was a sudden explosion.

Then there was a scream.

Bomb exploded.

Ivan was furious, turned his head and yelled: "Bastard, I, Ivan, lose if I lose, as for using those despicable methods?!"

Someone acted privately, armed with a sniper rifle, and attacked Lu Wen.

He thought that this move could save the defeat and win Ivan's trust.

But he miscalculated.

Lu Wen has been on guard.

Bean-sized drops of rain fell.

Discussions and screams gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of rain in the night.

"When will we talk?" Lu Wen asked lightly.

"Just now."

After Ivan finished speaking, he punched casually and smashed the wall of a bungalow beside him.

He went in and pulled out a long table and two benches.

The heavy rain wet the table.

"sit."

"Um."

The two sat opposite each other.

In this torrential rain.

The subordinates around controlled the relatively complete searchlights and turned the lights around the table.

At the end, Kate sighed and said, "Let's go too."

After all, he walked out of the darkness first.

The other second floor lords followed one after another.

This is a negotiation.

It is related to whether this entire three-story area can still have strong strength in the next time.

Ivan looked at Lu Wen and said, "I know that old guy Jinxiong is also nearby, call him out, he knows my character, so he naturally knows that I, Ivan, will not do anything at this time."

"Um."

There is no need for Lu Wen to call.

Golden Bear came out by himself.

He understands that the big picture is settled.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the little old man took off his presbyopic glasses that were soaked in rain, and sat peacefully beside Lu Wen.

The other lords on the second floor all had complicated expressions.

Did they think that Ivan would lose?

Naturally thought about it.

After all, Lu Wen was very strong.

But I just feel that the probability of Ivan losing is very small, and the probability of winning is high.

However, things backfired.

"Master Ivan, I'm really sorry. In fact, I just wanted to defend the two areas at first, but you wanted to attack Mr. Xia. I weighed it over and over again..."

Jin Xiong spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

But his appearance made the other second-floor lords a little uncomfortable, feeling that the little old man deserved a beating.

It's a pity that they can't beat the golden bear anymore.

Everyone can see the outcome of the negotiations.

Golden Bear is destined to be unable to sit on an equal footing with Ivan, he doesn't have that ability.

But he will definitely be half a status higher than other second-floor lords.

Exceptional two and a half floors.

Ivan glanced at Golden Bear coldly.

"let's start."

...

The negotiations in the heavy rain lasted until five o'clock in the morning.

The rain stopped.

Blood dries up.

Lu Wen changed his clothes, and he still looked no different from a pure human race.

He is not very interested in the so-called distribution of benefits.

So the whole negotiation was carried out by the old man Jin Xiong on his behalf.

Dawn came.

It is quite now.

"This is the only track leading to the upper world in my area. I don't know how you got down in the first place, and I don't want to know."

Ivan stood in front of a rusty rail with his hands behind his back.

After last night's battle, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

This track belongs to him privately.

Usually used to transport cargo resources, such as genetic medicines.

"I thought you worked so hard to escape from the high-level world and would never go back," Ivan said.

"Some things have to be resolved." Lu Wen replied.

"If you die, I will get rid of the golden bear and take back the resources from him."

"It's natural."

"I will not touch the mother and daughter of the blue race. They will always enjoy free medicine until they die of old age."

"good."

The two didn't talk much from beginning to end.

Here come the old trams.

The body is rusty and mottled, the paint shell is peeling off, and it is full of traces of time.

"Boss, are the goods still in that warehouse?" Someone poked out of the window and asked Ivan.

"Yeah." Ivan nodded.

The tram drove past the platform, and not far away was an old large warehouse.

That was the foundation of Ivan's foothold.

The warehouse contains something that would make any second-floor lord jealous.

Ivan's special connections allow him to continue to obtain supplies from the high-level world.

Not long.

The cargo is unloaded.

The empty tram returns and stops at the platform.

Lu Wen got into the car.

He found a seat by the window.

Only Ivan was alone, and he couldn't say goodbye, it was more like watching his opponent die.

"Dear guest, if you need anything, please press the button in front of you, and I will come right away." The waiter said patiently.

"good."

"Then we're off."

The world outside the window slowly recedes.

Pieces of low-rise houses flashed in front of my eyes.

For most residents of the Mixed District, life goes on here, and the day is nothing special.

Several second-floor lords led their men to start the reconstruction work.

With Ivan pressing them down, no one dares to move them at present.

Jin Xiong was sitting on the second floor of his own building, wearing presbyopic glasses and plain clothes, like an ordinary old man, with his eyes slightly squinted, basking in the sun through the window peacefully.

He was not qualified to enter Ivan's platform, so he said goodbye to Lu Wen before dawn.

The track gets higher and higher.

Gradually hang in the air.

A T-shaped column rose from the ground to support the aerial track.

The overview of the mixed area gradually emerged in Lu Wen's eyes.

He could see people coming and going on the street.

Some people are fighting and others are selling.

You can also see isolated three-story buildings, like giants supporting the sky, supporting the order of this mixed area.

can also be seen.

Far away from this track, the narrow street where the blue races live.

A blue-skinned girl stood on the first-floor rooftop.

She stood on tiptoe, her long hair flowing behind her.

waved him goodbye.

...

...

In the finishing touches.

The last period of time should be a single change.

It’s the first time I’m writing an ending, the pace is very slow recently, I just want to arrange a good ending for every character that appears.

I want to write a big plot with a reverse ending to fill the frame of the world, but Nan Chao has been in poor health, drowsy every day, and has poor energy (book friends who don’t believe it can privately write me on QQ, there is a drawer of drug photos, not in the book review area, So as not to be said to be miserable)

The follow-up is straightforward.

An update due to the rudder owner...

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