Chapter 152 The Past

When everything around him stabilized, Sun Jack saw Solomon not far away talking to another mechanical demon. It was obvious that the person dressed as this mechanical demon was the mercenary leaning on the tank outside.

When he saw that they were not looking this way, he breathed a sigh of relief. As he carefully leaned over, the two people's speech became clearer, and they seemed to be arguing.

"It's none of our business whether people arrive or not. We have to pay the full amount after we do it!" the mechanical demon said in an irritable tone.

"Do you think it's possible? You want to get money before the commission is completed?" Solomon looked at him with a sneer.

"FUCK! What do you know! If the machine gun had been a little crooked! We would have been killed by the space carrier!" The mechanical demon continued to fight for his own interests.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" As if he was tired of the argument, Solomon's doggy face turned cold.

Next to him, Jack Sun held his breath. He just wanted to know Solomon's identity. As long as he knew his current identity, he wouldn't have to ask.

"I am a rich man with freedom of wealth, and a rich man with a stable after-tax income. My money will be more and more." Solomon directly visualized his savings on the left side of his body. "8521x-on:"

"My deposits are directly disclosed and you can check them. Do you really think you have offended me who has so much money?"

"Hiss!" When he saw the amount of the deposit, the mercenary took a deep breath and took three steps back in shock. How did this person make so much money? It's so scary! ! Could he be the legendary rich man who lives on the Holy Grail? !

The various speculations about Solomon's identity made the mechanical demon tremble with fear, fearing that the other party would buy his own life by spending some money just because of what happened just now.

At this moment, Solomon seemed to have some kind of powerful aura, which made the mechanical demon suddenly become more restrained. His body gradually became smaller, while Solomon's body gradually became larger.

Eventually one expanded to four meters tall, while the other shrunk to one meter.

"Sir, I didn't mean that. I'm really sorry for offending you! You are right, our commission has not been completed, and we...we are not eligible to receive the balance!"

After saying that, the mechanical demon seemed to be running for his life and went offline in embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, Jack Sun thought to himself: "Solomon actually has so much money? And more importantly, he can still have a stable and high income. Could it be that he owns the means of production?"

Just as Jack Sun was pondering this hard-won information, he suddenly saw changes happening around him.

When the changes in the surrounding environment stopped, Jack Sun's pupils suddenly shrank. This was no other place, but the stronghold of the Rat Alliance front, the Rat's Nest!

Jack Sun stood there, watching Solomon sitting on the tire in the distance, watching his appearance change rapidly, turning back into the thin boy he was before.

Gradually, the deserted stronghold began to become lively, and people from the former Rat Alliance front came back one by one. The crackle of the fire, the banging of the cans, the sound of the guitar, and the laughter gradually returned.

When Solomon saw everything in front of him, his cold face gradually softened. He was still the same unsociable person as before. He sat on the folded tire and silently watched everything in front of him, feeling the warmth and popularity of the bonfire. The warmth.

Suddenly, with a slight movement of his hands, a bronze guitar appeared in his hands. As he gently plucked the strings with a metal pick, soft music sounded.

As the soft and sweet music sounded, the entire rat nest stopped and looked at him with smiles on their faces.

When the song ended, applause and cheers suddenly broke out. Faced with everyone's praise, Solomon nodded to them frequently with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Solomon saw Jack Sun walking over with two cans of beer and handed him one. "You play well. I didn't expect you to be able to do this."

Solomon took it, raised his head, took a sip, and put it down again, "I've actually always been tone-deaf, but after I got rich, I downloaded two music behavior modules, and then I learned how to play."

Immediately afterwards, Solomon saw Jack, who was leaning on the tire, also taking a sip and said, "Then I don't quite understand, Solomon. If you like this place so much, why did you destroy it in the first place?"

Along with the rumble of thunder, cold rain fell, the bonfire was extinguished, and everyone was lying in a pool of blood with their heads dismembered.

"I ruined it?! It was obviously you!!" Solomon stood up abruptly, and his thin young body quickly transformed into a young man with a gloomy expression.

Solomon stared at Jack Sun with hatred in his eyes. "We could have been so happy working as mercenaries! We supported each other and relied on each other! We could have become a small gang and lived happily for the rest of our lives!!"

"But you! It's because of you! It's your bullshit about revolution and resistance to capital! It's about creating a beautiful utopia!! It's you who bewitched everyone!! Bewitched them to die!"

Jack Sun sat there without moving, silently looking at the hysterical Solomon. "But in the end, it was because of your whistleblowing that everyone was killed, wasn't it?"

"No! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!! It's you!!!" As Solomon roared, everything around him turned red, and the huge crazy roaring head kept swallowing them up.

As Jack waved his right hand, the surrounding scenes changed rapidly, and a young Solomon appeared again, standing in the heavy rain, soaking wet. He followed Sun Jack into the company to rescue those humans in the laboratory who were used as animals for human experiments.

"Boss, I want to overthrow them!! I want to hang them under the street lamp!" Looking at all the miserable things, the young Solomon shouted excitedly with red eyes.

Sun Jieke pointed at the young Solomon and asked the young Solomon: "Isn't this you? Isn't this what you said? Are you not sincere when you said this? Or do you mean to overthrow them just because you hate yourself for not being them?"

Tears slowly flowed from Solomon's eyes, and he shook his head and slowly stepped back, "It's useless! Do you think you are the only one? Others have tried it over the years! But they all failed! Knowing that it is a wrong method, why do you still try it again!!"

"Have you ever calculated the strength of the enemy and us? Have you ever thought about the probability of success! Your method has no future at all!"

Sun Jieke looked into his eyes and said word by word: "This is not a question of whether it can be successful, but whether you still have the original intention now. You can't see the future in me, but I can't see the past in you!!"