Opportunity City, 4 pm.

Next to the apartment complex in its commercial circle, Lafite Road is a residential area composed of single-story cottages and trailers.

This residential area is no different from a slum, but everyone still lives in the city, and there is no wall to circle or separate them, but it is obviously not peaceful inside.

The residents are either the lower-level residents who do odd jobs, or the criminals who sell pills on the street or the low-end street girls who provide lovely services.

Piholm parked the red pickup near a trailer and moved the box full of ammunition into the small house next to him with Priskin. He worked hard for half an hour before he moved all the things.

After the gun shop closed, Piholm was hesitant and didn't know whether to move the safe house to Lafite Road.

After all, as a downtown area of ​​Opportunity City, it is still difficult to escape after making a big noise on Lafite Road, not to mention that the Administration is also located here.

The situation on the Holy Oak is not good either. It can be said that the most stringent security forces in the city are there, after all, rich people live there.

However, it is not realistic not to move. Before Chen Ke left, four agents from the Administration came to the door directly. Although there was no conflict between the two sides, Piham knew very well that he must have left temporarily for other reasons.

The Administration must be staring at them, and it feels bad to be monitored.

The two sat on a crate to rest. Piholm was thinking about moving while taking out his cell phone to watch the stock market.

"It's really bad. All the stocks I bought were lost." He shook his head while looking.

"You still play with this..." Priskin said, pulling out two cans of beer from the bag beside him and handing it to Piholm.

"Have you read the news recently? It seems that the city of Norton is in a strike and marching... Some of the federal psychic industries are facing malicious acquisitions." Priskin said.

"Of course I know, but this is not normal. These Feihuang people who want to do a psychic business seem to have all come to the Federation overnight." Piholm took a sip of beer.

"Have you dealt with the Feihuang people before?" Priskin asked.

"No, Chen Ke is the Feihuang man I deal with the most." Piholm replied.

"If those Feihuang people who run companies are as easy to contact as Chen Ke, I wouldn't mind getting in touch with them." Priskin said.

"It's easy to contact or not, just grab him a vote." Piholm smiled.

...

Deep anchor area, 9 o'clock at night.

Four Asian agents were walking through a cold alley.

These four people are Zhou Yi, Zhang Hehuan, Jia Jin and Li Ming who were in the gun shop before.

Zhou Yi took the lead and held an MP7 submachine gun with a square scope and a muffler. Behind him was Zhang Hehuan, whose weapons were the same as Zhou Yi.

Jia Jin and Liming followed closely behind. Jia Jin held an MP5HK submachine gun equipped with a night vision sight, red dots and mufflers, while Liming held a muffled P90, and a super short shotgun hung around his waist.

The four of them lined up, staring in four directions, moving quickly in the alleys with forks, while on the roof, there were no shadows passing through.

The bullet shell fell at the feet of the four-person team from time to time, and occasionally the sound of the bolts rebounded. The silent battle was going on. Behind the team, Yasra's strange people died on the roof.

The team was advancing along the way, and more and more people were making noises. They crawled out of windows, doors and various cracks of the wall like locusts, lay on the wall, howled at the four-person team.

While shooting, the four of them accelerated their pace and rushed to an open semicircular open space in the alley.

The strange people stood on the roof, looked down at the four people, and cast strange reflections in the open space.

"Be ready." Zhou Yi said.

The next second, the strange people on the roof jumped down and rushed towards the four-person team.

At that moment, purple flashes burst out from the four people, and the clothes on them were immediately replaced with a complete set of ancient-style armor, and they scattered at an extremely fast speed.

Two long swords suddenly appeared in Zhou Yi's hand. He held the left hand in reverse and the right hand in front, and then his steps were sequentially rotating, like a tornado of a sword blade.

Zhang Hehuan held a silver spear, and a red halo appeared on his body, turning into a meteor that was close to the ground, sprinting back and forth among the strange people.

Jia Jin carried a sledgehammer, jumped high and smashed it to the ground, bursting out a purple aura, burning the surrounding deformities into dry firewood.

Li Ming took a long sword and threw it into the air. He saw that the sword looked like a god, so he flew up in the air and rushed into the group of strange people and skewed candied haws in circles.

Strange people kept popping up, but it was like moths flying into a fire. As soon as the scene was about to start, four people were stolen and separated. A pile of incomplete corpses fell on the open space.

At this time, the six weirdos hugged each other, their muscles connected to each other, making disgusting sounds, and they were merging together.

The two weirdos who were the torso had some of their muscles torn apart, leaving a blood hole waiting to be inserted. The weirdos who were standing on both sides had their flesh broken from their ribs, and they were howling while stretching out their long white bones from their belly and inserted them in.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this moment, a strong figure jumped from the roof and fell on the weirdo's head. It was a woman in a dark windbreaker. Her long orange-red hair fluttered with the night wind and her hands were flashing with electric current.

The woman pressed her hand on the monster's head, and only the electric current crackled, white lightning and red flames intertwined, and the woman's pupils also turned into azure blue.

"Crack! Crack!"

As soon as the fusion monster stood up, it was so electric that it was so bloody that it flew away. Its left arm was broken and fell to the ground, reincarnating into a weirdo, curled up and cried, and its entire body slowly turned into thick water and fell to the ground.

The woman jumped off the monster's body, looked back at the fusion monster who had only one body left, and finally took out her revolver and shot her head.

"Bang!"

The weird man's head was frying into meat.

"Hello everyone."

The woman put away her revolver, patted the flesh and blood stained on her windbreaker, and greeted the four-person team.

Everyone collected the psychic equipment and stood in the corpse of a strange man on the ground.

"Eliza." Zhou Yi said, and the other three raised their guns and began to check whether there were any survivors on the corpse on the ground.

"Not here." Eliza said.

"That's when you're elsewhere, the earth is still very big..." Zhou Yi said.

"Have you ever been in contact with them? Are there any psychics?" Eliza asked.

"There is no abnormality in the gun shop. They are either deformed by the Seizure Sect, or ordinary people...a group of robbers." Zhou Yi said.

"How did you get in touch with them?" Eliza asked.

"Pretending that they are from the Administration, they are very nervous." Zhou Yi said.

"Then don't worry about them." Eliza said.

"Continue to act." Zhou Yi nodded.
Chapter completed!