Rusty Dragon

Chapter 1500: The Fastest Way to Gain Allies! (2)

Chapter 1500: The Fastest Way to Gain Allies! (2)


To this, Lauren Delder was not surprised at all.


Although Casro was one of ‘Jing’s Six Evil Dogs’, he was far inferior compared to this ally, this partner.


However, they were still isolated.


"Hope everything goes smoothly.”


Lauren Delder thought, picking up the corpse on the ground, and walked to the side.


Each of the three of them had different tasks.


The ‘old man’ was responsible for finding and contacting the Freedom Army.


Jason was in charge of creating chaos and buying time.


And him?

Of course, it was cleanup.

In Area 29, although there was no longer the previous chaos in front of the alloy gate, more people had gathered here.


They were staring at those boxes containing real meat cans.


And some of them went out to sign up.


After getting the meat cans, these people gulped them down beside others, making those still hesitating swallow their saliva frequently.


The ‘old man’ could even hear that particular sound.


However, he didn’t care.


Cloaked, he wove through the crowd.


Hoping to find one or two familiar faces.


Meanwhile, he kept leaving marks along the way.


In the ‘Freedom Army’ he had left.


But he had never given up his attention on the ‘Freedom Army’.


Thus, he roughly knew some movements of the ‘Freedom Army’.


But only roughly.


The marks he used were from more than ten years ago.


The ‘old man’ only hoped someone in the ‘Freedom Army’ would recognize these marks from more than a decade ago.


At the same time, the ‘old man’ hoped there would be people from the ‘Freedom Army’ mixed in the crowd.


After all, by logic, with ‘Jing’ causing such a big stir, people from the ‘Freedom Army’ could not possibly not come to investigate.


However, one thing the ‘old man’ was sure of.


Even if the ‘Freedom Army’ had sent someone to investigate, it wouldn’t be someone he was familiar with.


Not even someone he knew.


This made the ‘old man’ have a hard time.


In Jason’s adventurous plan, the ‘Freedom Army’ was an important part.


They had to have them as allies.


Otherwise, they couldn’t make any impact.


Thinking of this, the ‘old man’ prepared to take a risk.


He picked up a pen and began drawing marks near the inside sleeve, one on each side.


Then, he once again moved through the crowd.


Unlike his previous cautiousness, this time the ‘old man’ was a bit ostentatious, constantly revealing the marks on his sleeve in front of others.


The warning sound in his heart began to ring incessantly.


Growing stronger and stronger.


Almost reaching a fatal level.


Just as the ‘old man’ was thinking whether to temporarily retreat, the warning sound in his heart suddenly disappeared.


The old man instinctively looked up.


In the crowd, he saw a familiar back.


Jason!


Had the delaying plan succeeded?


The ‘old man’ was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.


With Jason here, his safety was naturally assured.


Instantly, the ‘old man’ became bolder.


And under the premise of the ‘old man’s nearly ‘display’, soon, someone walked up behind the ‘old man’.


Without waiting for the ‘old man’ to discover, the other party pointed a gun at the ‘old man’s lower back.


"Don’t move.”


"Don’t make a sound.”


"Don’t play tricks.”


"Just walk forward like this.”


In a low voice, the ‘old man’ was not alarmed but happy, he followed the other’s instructions and walked forward.


Quickly, the ‘old man’ walked out of the crowd, arriving in a secluded alley.


At this moment, another person appeared.


The person appeared in front of the ‘old man’.


Unceremoniously, the person ripped off the ‘old man’s hood, and upon seeing the ‘old man’s face, the other party was stunned, clearly recognizing the ‘old man’s identity. ṝ𝐀₦𝘖βĚs


The ‘old man’ also noticed this.


"I mean no harm.”


The ‘old man’ immediately said.


Such words caused the other party to chuckle coldly.


"Everyone says they mean no harm.”


"But malice is hidden deep in everyone’s heart.”


"As one of the bosses of Area 16, how did you know our old codes?”


The other party asked.


"Because I was once one of you.”


The ‘old man’s answer left the person in front, as well as the person behind, stunned.


The ‘old man’ could even clearly feel the gunman’s stiffness behind him.


"If I had ill intentions, I could retaliate now.”


"Rest assured, I come with sincerity.”


"I want to talk to the leader of your district.”


‘The Old Man’ said this.


The person in front of him seemed a bit indecisive.


However, he quickly gave a signal to his companion.


Bang!


After a crisp sound, ‘The Old Man’ was knocked out cold.


When ‘The Old Man’ woke up again, he was already in a basement.


The basement wasn’t big.


A brazier was lit.


A few people stood around the brazier, and ‘The Old Man’ was tied to a chair, soaked from head to toe — it was a rather stimulating way to wake someone up: not gentle, but effective enough.


At least, ‘The Old Man’ was fully awake in an instant.


"All these years, and nothing has changed.”


‘The Old Man’ sighed.


Everything in front of him, and the wake-up service, were just like when he was younger.


It made ‘The Old Man’ think of his youth.


So ignorant.


Yet so beautiful.


"Yeah.”


"All these years, we haven’t changed.”


"Including the means to deal with traitors.”


The person in front of him, shrouded in a black robe, took out a dagger and walked closer, the air around them exuding an intimidating aura without saying much.


However, ‘The Old Man’ wasn’t buying it at all.


Not to mention Jason was nearby, even if he didn’t know exactly where.


But he had every reason to face the ‘Freedom Army’ head-on.


"Traitor?”


"I’m no traitor!”


"I left the ‘Freedom Army’ with permission — besides, back then, the ‘Freedom Army’ didn’t have a rule that you couldn’t leave after joining. As long as you promised to keep secrets, you could leave.”


‘The Old Man’ retorted.


This statement made the person with the dagger stop in his tracks and involuntarily look back at someone behind him.


That person nodded slightly, confirming ‘The Old Man’s words.


The person with the dagger unwillingly walked back.


The person who nodded walked to ‘The Old Man’.


"Since you’ve already left.”


"Why are you looking for us again?”


This voice was indifferent, like a machine.


"Of course, to find allies.”


"We are now dealing with ‘Jing’.


"We need a reliable ally, and who in the entire ‘Nightless City’ is more suitable than the ‘Freedom Army’?”


‘The Old Man’ straightforwardly explained his purpose, and his words were not short of praise.


But the person in front of him shook his head.


"I don’t trust you.”


“‘Jing’ has laid traps to lure us more than once.”


The person in front said.


"You don’t need to trust me.”


"But you should trust Jason and Lauren Delder.”


When ‘The Old Man’ mentioned these two names, the person in front showed no reaction, but those behind him were visibly surprised.


Since last night, Jason and Lauren Delder had become famous throughout ‘Nightless City’.


Especially regarding their relationship with ‘Jing’.


It was a well-known adversarial relationship.


However, the person in front still shook his head.


"The ruse of injuring oneself, we’ve used that too.”


Their words were convincing and well-reasoned.


At least, their subordinates seemed to be very convinced.


‘The Old Man’ shrugged.


He could roughly guess what the other party had been through.


After all, with ‘Jing’s despicable methods, anything sordid was possible.


What was a little self-injury trick?


If given the opportunity, the other party would not hesitate to sell their own parents, wife, and children to succeed.


Though the other party hadn’t actually done so.


Who the parents were, no one in ‘Nightless City’ knew.


Wife and children?


No one knew either.


Of course, these were not the key points.


The key was how to gain the trust of the person in front.


In the past, it would have been very difficult.


And now?


Very simple.


"I think we can be trusted.”


‘The Old Man’ said with a smile.


Just as the person in front was puzzled, a short-handled Broad Blade Cleaver was silently resting on their neck.


Feeling the chill of the blade, the person in charge of Area 29 of the ‘Freedom Army’ carefully nodded, trying not to touch the blade, and said.


"I think so too.”