Chapter 184: Boasting?

Bang!

Without hesitation, P38 pulled out her imprinted weapon and fired a shot, knocking down the small unmanned drone that was quietly approaching them from behind.

Like a starting pistol at a race, the moment P38's gun sounded, Simonov charged out directly.

P90 was momentarily stunned, but quickly snapped out of it. Unfortunately, she didn't have any weapons in hand, so she looked around to see if she could find something useful to grab.

Unfortunately, the street looked extremely messy, and there wasn't even a brick that could be used as a weapon in sight. In the end, P90 could only run to the side and pull out a rusty road sign from the ground.

While Simonov was swinging the butt of her gun towards someone's head, P90 also hurriedly rushed forward. If she didn't act quickly, she wouldn't even get a a kill!

Although she hadn't thought about why she was so proactive, there was no need to think too much at this moment!

First, knock down these guys!

"Ah!?"

If Simonov wielding her SKS rifle like a burning stick was like a husky rushing into a chicken coop, then P90 wielding a two-meter-long road sign along with the half-meter-wide signboard on it, was like a tiger descending the mountain!

Swinging the large steel pipe with vigor, those guys who rushed up intending to subdue her were immediately knocked into the air with just one hit. As for how many bones were broken, it was impossible to know.

As for those who kept their distance, Simonov went to the crowd. Seeing those guys with their backs turned to her, how could she not take advantage of it?

And compared to P90, who had just started street fighting a few days ago, Simonov's moves were obviously more precise and ruthless.

With one swing of the butt of her gun, two or three bones would definitely break. Anyone hit by Simonov's butt wouldn't be able to stand up again.

P38 hadn't even had a chance to act, and this group of guys who came to cause trouble had already fallen to the ground.

In fact, no one dared to get close to P38. They had seen tactical dolls before, and there were plenty of them captured by their gang for doll parts. But the problem was that this P38, who was clearly the lowest level T-Doll, was acting strangely!

They had never heard of any tactical doll daring to fire indiscriminately in the city! And after shooting down the drone, she directly pointed her gun in their direction, clearly indicating that she could shoot them at any moment!

Plop!

"Oops, I hit the wrong place by accident." It was actually on P90's side, where someone who was not paying attention, was hit on the leg by a road sign in her hand.

"Hey, be careful, this blood is splashing everywhere, It almost got me all over my body!" Jumping aside to avoid the splashing blood, Simonov complained, while looking towards Renault's direction.

Just as they were busy, Renault had already stepped on one of the guys under his foot.

"Is there a car rental agency in this city?" Renault said, looking up at the guys lying on the ground, struggling and trying to get away from here.

Without a doubt, these people were probably local doll traffickers or something similar.

They were well-equipped and skilled, releasing overloaded electric current directly to the targeted doll from the unmanned drones, then taking apart the doll after they passed out or shut down and selling their parts.

This kind of thing had probably been done countless times.

"Rent? Car rental?"

The doll trafficker who was stepped on by Renault, upon hearing Renault's words, couldn't help but wonder if he had too much earwax blocking his ears.

Fighting was one thing, even shooting without hesitation, yet the first question was whether there was a car rental agency here? Are you guys crazy!?

"Don't know?" Seeing the other party scratching their heads, their eyes full of disbelief, Renault frowned, feeling somewhat disappointed.

It seemed that he had underestimated the chaos of this era. The industrial structure in these cities was varied. The businesses he saw in the previous city might not necessarily exist here. If it were in a more prosperous place, various services might be more readily available.

But in this city, although it was indeed prosperous, it still wasn't quite a on par from those truly big cities.

Besides not being able to find a car, he was now starting to worry about whether he could buy ordinary supplies from this city, especially with these doll traffickers, who were also thin and malnourished.

The business of selling doll parts might barely bring in profits for Renault, but for these ordinary doll traffickers, it was still quite lucrative. At the very least, the money they earned could be used to sustain their lives.

Unfortunately, these guys in front of him were all malnourished. Even those lying on the ground were the same, obviously suffering from malnutrition.

In contrast to the ground staff they saw at the small airport just now, those guys were all tall and strong. The person in charge of reception was even chubby.

In comparison, the gap in living standards was simply obvious.

Of course, Renault wasn't here to care about people's livelihoods. He just wanted to know if he could find a car now. The issue of supplies could be figured out later, but electricity couldn't be delayed.

The fuel consumption of the generator at home was not small. He had to solve the electricity problem as soon as possible. Otherwise, his whole family would freeze, and the dolls would shut down due to lack of electricity supply.

"Let's go." If you don't know, you don't know. Renault didn't have time to waste with the guy under his foot. Since he couldn't get an answer, he might as well walk towards the direction of the nuclear power plant while looking around.

After all, in such a big city, he couldn't believe that there wasn't a single car.

Thinking of this, Renault couldn't help but turn his head to look at P90 beside him, then sighed helplessly and shook his head.

Why did he bring P90 with him? If MDR had followed, he could have asked MDR hack into the city's public channels to check the map and various public facilities here.

But P90... forget it, she seemed to have never done such a thing before. Simonov and P38 were the same. These things were simply not within their scope of duties.

What if they hacked into the public channel failed and instead attracted the local guards?

"Hmph! Don't underestimate us! You wait! Our gang leader will definitely avenge us! Just you wait!"

The doll trafficker who was let go by Renault, after seeing Renault's actions, somehow found the courage to climb up from the ground and shouted loudly towards Renault!

After all, although those doll just now seemed to have beaten them pretty badly, none of them were dead, right?

The fact that no one died meant that they couldn't really mess with the guards here!

However, before he could finish speaking, a steel pipe flew from Renault's direction!

The blunt end of the steel pipe pierced through his body in an instant, pinning him to the wall behind him!