Red sand dust rolled over the ruins of the rusty city, and the wind carried the smell of metal oxidation, as well as a hint of blood.
Lin Ye was half-kneeling on the top of a crumbling office building. The iris of his bionic eye scanned the streets below, and a light blue data stream flew past his field of vision. The target is the third-in-command of the "Hyena" gang, a rough guy named Scarface. The price marked on the reward list is enough for him to replace a new set of knee joint hydraulic components, and at the same time, he can stock up on three months' worth of purified water and compressed protein at the underground trading station.
