Chapter 69: The Farce in the Factory District

"Really... Didn't you see the look in my eyes just now!? If you had shot that guy directly from behind, there wouldn't be so much trouble now! And we could have pocketed those materials he bought and sold them for a hefty profit!"

"Forget it, boss. Do you really think we can handle a guy who carries at least dozens of kilograms of grenades all over his body and jumps down from nearly twenty meters high without a scratch?"

"Huh? Grenades? What are you talking about, Andrei!? Don't try to scare me with nonsense! I wasn't born yesterday!"

"Hmm? Weren't you just held by that guy? Didn't you see the stuff hanging under his open coat? There were not just ten grenades, let alone those grenades all over the coat lining!?''

Holding the steering wheel, the round-faced sturdy man, also known as Andrei, shook his head helplessly.

Where was this guy even looking at with his eyes?

"Victor, don't say I didn't warn you. If that guy had intended to be hostile from the start, just based on the weapons he had, he could have flattened your lair, if not kill three in and out!"

"This..."

Seeing Andrei suddenly become serious, Victor shrank his neck, touched the still faintly painful place on his body, and reluctantly curled his lips.

"Oh, he seems to have stopped again." Andrei, who turned his head, saw Reno's truck slowing down and stopping at the roadside, so he stopped his car as well.

"Why is he stopping again? He's been stopping and going several times already. Could this guy be intentionally seeking revenge, trying to make the city's garrison notice us, and then deal with us?"

"I don't think so... He seems to have bought some groceries this time, oh, and there's a pot too. Besides, he has already paid for it.... Hey, if the goods are confiscated, it won't be our fault, right?"

Watching Reno getting off the car in front of them, putting a large handful of groceries and a black pot into the car compartment, Andrei shrugged.

"This is really a mess. That bastard Zoltan, how did he managed to provoke such a troublesome guy!" If it weren't for that guy, there wouldn't be so much trouble to begin with! The goods actually arrived yesterday. If he hadn't waited for Zoltan to come back, he might have already delivered the goods in the dark, and everyone would have been happy.

"I've always said that kid is unreliable. He always flaunts his revolver on his waist. This time, he ran into Griffin's people who found the camp of doll traffickers. He actually wanted to take piece of that. He was subdued in two or three moves and might have turned into a lump of wolf dung by now."

"Hmm, how do you know?"

"He told me himself. Originally, if that Zoltan guy hadn't taken any action, Griffin's people wouldn't have been able to do anything to him. After all, there was no evidence, but once he did, it was different..."

As they spoke, the two followed behind Reno and drove the truck into the factory area. At this time, the factory area was also quite lively, especially in front of the few factory buildings where Reno parked, where there were cheers and cheers from doll figures.

It sounded like they were hosting some kind of competition?

At this moment, a car from the opposite direction of the road drove over, but it was not a truck, but a sedan.

The thin young man who got out of the sedan quickly caught up with the car door, kicked it shut, and ran towards the direction of the factory building, just meeting Reno.

But the landlord obviously didn't have the mood to chat with Reno now.

He ran behind the autonomous doll gathered together and asked loudly, "What's going on!? What happened!?"

"Eh? Boss! The boss is here! There was just a malfunction of the doll inside the factory! Now, a few tactical doll figures from the next door are helping to drag those autonomous doll figures out of the EMP zone!" Hearing the landlord's voice, one of the autonomous doll figures immediately described the situation to him.

"EMP zone? What EMP zone? Isn't the malfunction of doll figures a supernatural phenomenon?"

Upon hearing his own autonomous doll's words, the young factory owner was stunned. The last time he asked someone to check the problem in the factory was a few months ago.

The result was naturally an uninformative supernatural phenomenon, although he was initially skeptical.

But as time went on, there were always a few doll figures that would suddenly malfunction, and occasionally even a few doll figures would disappear, but other doll figures were completely unaware of any anomalies, which was very strange.

Fortunately, after he vacated the factory building, this situation immediately disappeared. And this made him believe in the previous disappearance of doll figures was probably a supernatural event. However, he didn't expect that after a few months of peace, such a situation would arise again!

But what was the EMP zone mentioned by his own doll? Where did the EMP zone come from in his factory?

"No, no, it's not a supernatural phenomenon! The tactical dolls next door said that this situation is purely EMP interference. Someone has set up a device specifically for doll interference in our factory. As long as they get close, most of the doll figures will malfunction!"

"Ah!? So you mean... it was all someone's doing!?"

After a moment of shock, the thin man's heart was filled with an inexplicable anger!

If it were a supernatural phenomenon, he could accept it as a force majeure, but if someone was behind it!?

Then he must find that guy! And make him pay the price!

Did I start a clothing factory to provoke someone!?

"Make way."

Reno naturally noticed the situation here, not to mention his own doll figures, who were now standing at the door of the factory building, each holding two ropes and doing something.

"Eh?! Mr. Reno! Mr. Reno! I heard that you are a safety contractor! I have a commission..."

"Wait, we'll talk later." Waving to the man, Reno squeezed into the crowd, only to see what was going on inside...

"You guys... seem to be having a good time." It seemed that his own doll were divided into two groups, each holding a rope, the end of which was tied to Simonov and MDR's waists.

And these two guys were facing the electromagnetic interference inside the factory, slowly stepping forward, each holding a rake used to collect fallen leaves, trying to pull back the autonomous dolls lying at the end of the factory.

The cheers of these autonomous doll figures probably came from this. Did these guys take this as a competition?

"Oh! Commander!? This, this is! We wanted to contact you, but the signal here..."

BM59 turned around and saw Reno standing behind her, and her hand shook in fright, dropping the rope she was holding directly to the ground.

The same was true for M1911 and M1 Garand, who were on her team...

The result was... Simonov, at the other end of the rope, directly fell to the ground with a somersault, then screamed loudly,

"Oh no! I can't take it anymore! Pull me back, hey!"

"Ahaha! Miss MDR wins big!"