Years have passed since then, and I have a feeling of picking up relics of the past.
"Tch."
Big Face Cat, upon seeing Lin Xian, scoffed:
"What kind of taste is that, wearing the same mask as me."
"It's fate, Brother Lian."
Lin Xian said with a smile:
"It means I was born to be part of the Lian Gang."
With that, he followed Xu Yiyi's lead and tossed the metal nameplate he was holding over.
Big Face Cat caught it again with his chubby hand.
Took a look.
Indeed, it was an ordinary mechanical android's nameplate, which, according to the underworld rules, indeed passed the test.
"And this."
Seeing that Big Face Cat was somewhat hesitant, Lin Xian decided to up the ante and threw his waist-side pistol over as well.
It was stolen from a police android, after having blown the heads off two androids.
Clack.
Big Face Cat reached out and caught the pistol.
Upon inspection.
He was dumbfounded:
"A police android's pistol!? What did you do!"
