Chapitre 577: Old Friends - Yeah, that would be nice.

I picked my radio and set it to the frequency where Bing was in while my group started to pile up the dead at the medium-sized parking area.

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*bzzt*

"Bing a.k.a. Daddy Jackhammer, a.k.a. Mr. Jacked-up 2010, a.k.a. 2010 Takedown of the Year, a.k.a. Mr. Booty 2009, a.k.a.-"

*bzzt*

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[WHAT?! W-W-WHAT THE FUCK?! HOW DID Y-YOU- I mean- Who's Aka and the other-]

*bzzt*

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"Heh. Relax, dude. I won't judge ya. Anyway, we just cleared up this place. Are there any other places where uhh- you know… some hidden stash might be located? It could be anything… I'll also bring back anything you might want as a souvenir."

*bzzt*

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[...]

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"Bing?"

*bzzt*

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[Are… Are they all dead? Mike, the big guy with the head tattoo. Jen, with a nose piercing and a scar on her left arm. Gina, with the neck tattoo working as a bartender. You have perfect memory, right? You noticed those three?]

*bzzt*

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