"As long as I complete this assessment, I can be promoted to cadre." A smile appeared on the boxer's face.

He is burly and taller than an ordinary person, his face is covered with stubble, a cigarette in his mouth, and a dirty royal blue courier costume.

He reached out and touched it in his arms, where there was a carefully stacked oil painting.

Just ten minutes later, a live broadcast meeting that attracted the attention of most citizens in Luohe City was about to be called.

The assessment content of his promotion to a cadre is very simple.

A painting was stole from the local special-tutoring team headquarters and exposed it to all cameras.

The boxer was too lazy to bother to think about the significance of this task, he just wanted to complete the assessment task.

After he wants to revive his family and become a cadre of the [Ghost], he can get more resources.

This will bring him one step closer to his dream.

"The special tune team's attention has been attracted by other things. Even if they really find that the oil paintings are stolen, it will take a lot of time..."

"As long as you are careful, there will be no problem."

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, flicked it casually, and bounced the cigarette butt to the bottom of the wall.

The weather is dry at this time, and there are many dry leaves accumulated there, which has a certain risk of causing a fire.

This is an immoral thing.

But...so what?

The boxer walked towards the city hall carelessly.

"Yoyo, what did I see?"

"Oh my god... someone dares to throw cigarette butts."

"Hey, boy! Your behavior may cause a fire. I have the right to shoot you to death for the crime of endangering public safety."

"Now, you have one minute to leave your last words."

The boxer looked up in shock.

He saw a muscle-explosive man get off the motorcycle and whistle at himself.

The strong man's facial features are as deep as a knife, but he has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which makes his temperament slightly feminine.

The boxer's eyes twitched.

If you throw a cigarette butt, you will be killed?

You are the hell of a rule in that country!

"Which onion is you kid? What are you talking nonsense!" said the boxer viciously.

However, a bad feeling arises in my heart.

He whispered and cursed, and at the same time he took a small step towards the alley to the left.

There are transportation prepared in advance at the end of the alley to facilitate his escape after finishing.

"Oh, my name is Wang Chu, you may not know me..."

He seemed to have thought of something, and he pulled off his coat, revealing the dark vest inside.

"Do you know what I do now?"

"In addition, you only have thirty seconds left to say your last words."

Wang Chu smiled jokingly.

………

"The person who specializes in the group?" The boxer browned.

His eyes quickly filled with fierce light, and almost instantly he made a decision.

"Go underground and enforce the law."

The boxer rushed over.

Others were still in the air, and their hands quickly expanded to several times the size of ordinary people. There was a miserable green light, and the air was filled with a fishy and sweet smell.

This is a monster of disaster - the ability of the kings to darkness.

He has absolute confidence in his abilities.

No matter how powerful this kid is, as long as he is cut a little bit of skin, he will immediately turn into a pool of pus and die.

The darkness of the Lord is the king of poisons, and its name is not for nothing.

The ancestors of the boxer who merged with the Darkness of the Lords, and were also powerful demon-controllers with the reputation of being overwhelmed by the moment. Although he was in the middle of his family, he still developed the Darkness of the Lords to the disaster level with the help of [Ghost].

Sudden.

A pink light lit up in front of him.

The boxer was stunned.

If it weren't for the fight, he almost laughed out loud.

...

"Hahahahahaha... It's beginning, it's beginning, Pink King Kong fights the darkness of the Lords, yeah yeah..."

"Come on video, watch on video, it's so rare."

An uproar came from the room full of surveillance screens.

A group of big men lay lazily on the sofa, laughing so hard that they leaned back and forth.

They are all elite backbone of the Information Department of Luohe City.

On the screen in front of them, the battle scene between Wang Chu and the boxer was playing in real time.

...

From the beginning, the battle slid down to some strange place.

A pink light radiated from Wang Chu's body, and in the light, he began to turn into a rabbit girl.

The ears turn into cat ears, and the hands turn into cat claws. The pink meat pad is so chubby and cute that makes people want to play with it.

But the sharp claw tips popped up on the cat's claws clearly know that these pair of cat's claws are a powerful tool to tear scumbags with their hands.

At this moment, the palms collided.

The pink light and the miserable green light shine together, and it is hard to distinguish.

boom!

A bomb suddenly broke out in the air that no one could see, and balls of twisted appeared in the void, like flames burning the air.

The collision air wave suddenly burst out after stagnating for a second, tearing the ground into cracks.

The surveillance screen was also dim.

...

"The camera is broken, enable the backup camera!"

"Change the satellite surveillance system quickly and send the drone out!"

The otaku's glasses were red and they shouted.

At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a beautiful woman with a queen aura walked in.

"If you don't work for me, you all hide here secretly... Are you doing bad things?"

She looked at everyone in the room with distrustful eyes.

It's like watching a pool of garbage that makes people disgusted.

"Boss, we are watching the pink King Kong battle..." A four-eyed otaku in the crowd defended his weakly.

"Pink King Kong..."

The woman's eyes suddenly burst into light of money.

...

Sizzle...

After a burst of electromagnetic interference noise, the command was sent out again.

"Sir, the other party is only five kilometers away from you and is about to drive out of the main urban area."

"Correct the direction." Zhou Zheng said calmly.

He stepped on the motorcycle accelerator to the bottom, and the small motorcycle drove the speeding feeling in his hand.

He didn't care how complicated the road conditions were, whether there was a road ahead or whether there was a traffic jam, and he kept the limit speed of the motorcycle, and he was slickly shuttled through the reinforced and concrete city.

It's like juggling.

After a while, the headset sounded again.
To be continued...