On the streets with red lights and wine, there were sporadic gunshots mixed with the screams of the crowd.

In the bar at the corner bay, a fire was burning.

The whistling motorcycle carried three thugs who had just been abused and disappeared on the street immediately.

After a long time, six police cars came late with the sirens.

Officer Will, who was in charge of this area, looked at the dozens of people lying on the ground, and felt that his eyes were dark and his legs were a little weak.

He subconsciously reached out to hold his forehead, his eyes filled with despair.

"It's over, it's all over. It seems that my inspection upgrade assessment is completely out of the blue."

at the same time.

After a distance from the Devil Cat's territory, after finding that no one was catching up with him, the motorcycle carrying three thugs immediately slowed down, suddenly turned around and drove towards the neighborhood next to him.

In front of a relatively remote street, the motorcycle turned around again, went straight to the back of a repair shop, and quickly got into the underground garage below.

The strong man guarding next to the garage immediately pulled down the gate after three motorcycles entered, then quickly soaked in front of the repair shop, opened the high-pressure water gun, and washed the surrounding road surfaces together.

And in the underground garage at the rear, six people walked in with great strides.

The strong man guarding inside immediately pulled the power switch, and the small underground garage suddenly became brightly lit.

The thug who was walking in the front pulled off his hood and threw it into the empty oil barrel next to him, revealing his light blue eyes and flax gold hair.

He shouted loudly at the people around him.

"Hurry up, we'll deal with everything as soon as possible."

As he said, he quickly took off his clothes, shoes, socks, underwear and other things.

The five companions who were acting with him immediately followed suit and took off all of them.

Six white men appeared in the underground garage, like big white pigs with hair plucked.

Seeing that the six people were stripped of their clothes, someone immediately came over and washed them with the spray head in his hand, and then handed over a set of blue work clothes that were not too new.

People around me are not surprised by this and are busy dealing with the final work.

The clothes in the oil barrel were poured with gasoline, burned into ashes in the empty oil barrel, and rushed into the sewer.

The motorcycle just drove in was pushed into the workshop next to it. The workers who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward and skillfully dismantled them into parts after parts.

Body, engine, crank connecting rod, tire...

These components are neatly placed together, cleaned by a dedicated person, and then installed on other assembled motorcycles.

The whole process was smooth and it was obvious that it was definitely not the first time they did this.

Zhang Jiao stared at everything in the underground garage with interest, like a ghost, wandering in it without any sense of existence, looking left and right, and from time to time, he would sniff around.

But in addition to the smell of engine oil, diesel, and gasoline, there is only the strong body odor that evaporates around it.

"Strange, why is it gone again?"

Zhang Jiao originally wanted to find a place where no one was to directly draw their souls to understand the general situation of this world.

But unexpectedly, just as he had just come into contact with this strong man, a slight force like wind, snow, and frost suddenly burst out from him, trying to resist the sudden attack.

During this contact, Zhang Jiao immediately realized the essence of this power? It was actually somewhat similar to the Sanyang Divine Power.

His heart suddenly moved. He saved their lives for a while, preparing to try to use these people to find more clues? First find out what light and darkness are.

Is it a camp, force, race or a certain force, ability, and philosophy.

But unexpectedly? After coming to the other party’s nest, they did not discover their existence.

Zhang Jiao was curious? He immediately walked to the white man who was obviously like a leader, and in his ignorance, a trace of gray-white mist slowly drifted over? He kept hovering around him.

Whenever this wisp of mist was about to fall on the white man, a cold breath like wind and snow would emerge from the white man, trying his best to resist the fog that was about to spread.

Zhang Jiao looked at the contact between the two with interest, but after only two contacts, this aura that was like wind, snow, and frost disappeared? Allows the gray-white mist to fall on him.

The gray fog continued to spread across the white man. In a moment, he was as if he was deeply trapped in the fog, and his body appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if he would completely disappear into this world in the next second.

But the white man seemed to have not noticed his abnormality? He walked straight into the room converted from a storage room in the underground garage.

Zhang Jiao looked at his figure walking in and felt very disappointed.

"Is this gone? I clearly feel that this power is somewhat similar to the Sanyang Divine Power? But it is so weak?"

He was very puzzled.

Can Zhang Jiao clearly realize that the power in this white man is not inferior in nature, and even has a faint breath of divine power? But he didn't expect the result to be so unexpected.

With just two contacts of the qi, the power was exhausted?      I can no longer feel any trace of its existence?                                                                                                            

Zhang Jiao looked at the white man walking into the room? His eyes narrowed slightly, and his thoughts fluctuated.

"Or, just smoke their souls! This will also be convenient and easy."

However, as soon as this thought arose, Zhang Jiao dispelled this idea.

I have just entered this world and I am not very clear about various intelligence information. It is better not to be too arrogant. After all, this mission level has become a nightmare level, so be careful that there is no big mistake.

He recalled the power of wind and frost just now, and after a little thought, he immediately changed his thinking.

"Forget it, since you can't test anything directly, let's try it in a roundabout way. Since someone is willing to leave this protective power on him, he must be ignoring his life or death, right?"

After Zhang Jiao thought of this, he quietly came to the white man.

Suddenly, blood filled his left eye, outlining large characters full of ominous meanings.

Darkness, exhaustion, injury, death...

Blood was flowing, and these ominous blood words suddenly turned into pools of blood, flowing down from the top of his head and pouring all over his body.

Blood-red handwriting immediately appeared on the man's body. These handwritings were like living creatures, constantly squirming on him and then disappeared.

The white man who had just walked into the room suddenly became cold all over, shivered with trembling spirits, and his hair stood up all over his body, causing fear for no reason.

"Vicci, how are things doing?"

In the room, a slightly obese middle-aged white man stared at him. He casually placed the club in his palm on the edge of the pool table, staring at him with shiny eyes.

The white man, Vic, nodded immediately, and then said respectfully to the middle-aged white man, "Father, it has been cleaned up. I guarantee that no one will think it is ours."

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with his answer and pulled a club from the pool table next to him and threw it over.

"Very good. Then come with me?"

Vic took the club, weighed it a little and became familiar with the club, immediately walked to the table, leaned down, and after a little calculation, he hit it out.

The white ball hit the red ball at the entrance of the hole straight.

With the low collision sound, the red ball steadily entered the hole.

Vicci stood up, took the pink from the pool table, wiped the skin on the pole, and asked, "Father, are we doing it a little too big this time? Mayor Nexer, who just took office, is an absolute hawk. After this happens, the entire Harlein City security district will definitely be transferred here, and we will not have a good life at that time."

The middle-aged white man disagreed with this. He looked at his son who entered the hole with another shot and said with a cold expression, "So what? We are not the only ones who suffer heavy losses. The Blood Hat and the Devil Cat will definitely be the first targets to suffer heavy losses. When they suffer heavy losses, our Mrs. Dongtaire will have greater room for development."

Vic looked at his father but did not agree with it very much.

"Father, even if there is no Blood Hat and Devil Cat, there will be other gangs who will take the opportunity to rise, not to mention that the population here is not the only one of us. Our Madam Dongtaier has no power to occupy such a large territory. Even if it is occupied for a while, it will not last long. Why should we take such a big risk to gain such a little benefit? Maybe this time the Land and Counter-Terrorism Bureau will take action in person."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Father, why don't we leave now! Let's leave here before we found out the matter. What we did must not be able to hide from the Land and Counter-Terrorism Bureau. Let's leave here!"

Vicci's father looked at his son's expression of panic, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded.

He walked up to Vic with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Believe in Dad, will I do something I'm not sure about?"

Vicci looked at his father's firm eyes, and the panic expression in his eyes gradually calmed down.

"Yes, my father never does something he is unsure of."

He turned around, and the bear hugged his father, immediately dispelling the thought that had just arose.

Just as the two strong bears were hugging each other, the incandescent lamp hanging above his head suddenly flashed.

Vicci immediately let go of his father, looked up at the light bulb that kept flashing on his head, and prepared to turn off the switch and see what was wrong.

However, before he could take a few steps, a broken sound suddenly came from the pool table that was originally placed in the middle of the room.

The corner close to Vic suddenly broke, and the thick desk tilted over instantly and smashed it to the ground.

ah!!!

Amid the muffled and screams, Vic howled and grabbed the pool table that was smashed on his feet, trying hard to lift it up.

The middle-aged man next to him rushed over immediately and lifted the suddenly collapsed pool table together and lifted it to the side.

He asked anxiously, "How do you feel?"

Vic tried to move his feet, but immediately let out a terrifying hum, and his forehead was filled with dense beads of sweat.

"I don't feel very good, it seems like I've broken the snail bone."

He said, and stood up with the help of the middle-aged man.

“I might need to go to the hospital.”
To be continued...