"Boss, I just joined the art club through some connections," Gao Yang whispered on the phone in the apartment he had just rented in the Big Pendulum Building.
"Well, let's talk about the progress."
"There's nothing new, I just feel like this art club is a little weird. They seem to be really doing good things sincerely and not playing any tricks," Gao Yang said.
Chen Yidong sneered: "A small society still wants to imitate others in doing charity? This afternoon, even the eighth and seventh districts have heard about the pigeon cage incident. I heard that there are still people who want to protest against me. Do charity.
It’s really ridiculous in front of my house.”
"At present, it seems that their ambitions are not small, but they should have no contact with the above. What should I do next?" Gao Yang asked.
"It's good that we have no contact with the higher-ups. I'm still worried about which big boss came to the game world... You continue to be an undercover agent. After confirming that they have no relationship with the higher-ups, investigate the whereabouts of the art club owner Zhang Qinghuan. Then I
Arrange people to kill him," Chen Yidong said with a smile: "The society must naturally behave like a society. If you don't like it, just destroy it."
"Understood, I was placed next to him by a man named Luo Wanya. He said he valued my potential and wanted to take me to learn about the art club." Gao Yang said, "I may not be able to grasp Zhang Qinghuan in the past few days.
Whereabouts, but no more than three days.”
Gao Yang issued a military order.
Chen Yidong said: "Then I'll give you three days. That Zhang Qinghuan is not difficult to kill. Find out his whereabouts quickly. Kill him and the art club will be disbanded. You can come back then."
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Qingchen walked out of the Black Swan restaurant at midnight, tightened his collar, and blew out a mouthful of thick white mist.
Winter in City No. 22 is very cold, especially after the curfew, and the deserted streets seem even colder.
Now there is no need for him to take care of those drunk men who were drunk by him and Jindai Yunluo. Qingchen told Manager Wang that from now on, two people will be left at the concierge to clean up the mess.
He is now Black Swan's cash cow, so naturally his words are extremely effective.
Qingchen walked towards the light rail station and took the empty intercity light rail back to District 9.
In the past, the light rail was always full at night, carrying all the late-night workers returning from the Lower Third District.
But now that the curfew has been imposed, many residents of the Lower Third District have lost their jobs.
The light rail is also a bit lonely.
The surveillance cameras on this light rail have been damaged by thieves, and it is also a famous underground trading place in the Lower Third District.
Just when the light rail was about to enter District 9, Zhang Mengqian came from the next car, threw a black bag at his feet, and continued walking forward.
Qingchen picked up the bag on the ground, and when the light rail was about to slow down at the station, he opened the window and jumped out.
He bit the bag and clung tightly to the outer wall of the building where the light rail station was located, crawling down like a gecko.
He changed his clothes from the shadows and came out. His outfit was close to that of a wilderness man, which made him completely different from his previous image in the Black Swan restaurant.
20 minutes later, Qingchen walked along the shadow of the city and came to a bar in District 6 called "Let's take off our pants and fart together under the neon lights". The name was full of punk style at first glance.
Qingchen murmured in a low voice: "This name is pretty cool."
With that said, he slowly pushed the door open and then locked the bar door with a click from the inside.
At this moment, more than thirty time walkers from the God Generation Foundation in the bar were laughing and watching the strippers on the stage twisting their waists.
I didn't even notice anyone coming in from outside.
Qingchen walked past a person and gently placed his palm on the neck of a time walker and pinched it.
With a click, the time traveler tilted his head and fell into the deafening music.
Qingchen walked around recklessly, and by the time someone discovered him, he had already executed more than ten people.
"Baga!" Someone saw the corpse spreading from the door to the inside, and immediately panicked. He wanted to pull out the pistol from the holster under his arm, but Qingchen had already arrived in front of him.
But he saw the young man punch him horizontally on the temple, with the knuckle of his thumb touching the temple. The shock in an instant broke countless blood vessels in the opponent's brain.
When the time traveler lay on the ground, both eyeballs were oozing red with blood.
A time walker did not carry a gun and rushed towards Qingchen with a chair.
But as soon as he came to Qingchen, Qingchen squatted down and punched the inside of his knee. With a click, his knee was instantly fractured, the knee protruded outward, and the bone stubble pierced through the skin.
Qingchen shuttled around the bar like a ghost, hitting everyone's body joints and fatal parts with punch after punch, stably and accurately.
However, just as he reached the edge of the stage, the stage where the strippers were standing suddenly broke apart, and two people shot out from below.
Master!
Draw your sword!
Blade light!
The light in the bar splashed on the sword, as if it was condensed, and it splashed towards Qingchen in the opposite direction with the sword.
Qingchen's pupils suddenly shrank, and the two warriors were attacked!
The two men didn't know how long they had been lying in wait here. While others were drinking and partying, they always remained calm and forbearing, hiding here and waiting for their prey to appear.
Since the frequent disappearance of time walkers, this matter has attracted the attention of the God Generation Consortium. They dispersed the hundreds of time walkers and prohibited them from staying at home alone.
And they set up an ambush for this purpose, just to wait for someone to kill these time walkers.
They waited.
However, what they were waiting for was not the opportunity to be captured, but the fate of death.
Well done, don't wait any more next time.
Qingchen sneered, as if he had predicted that the sword light would burst out here, he turned sideways to avoid the two swords.
The sword was as bright as a sword. When it slashed, two deep cracks appeared on the ceiling of the bar.
He did not use all his trump cards, but charged forward with a head-on attitude. When he charged, he looked like a sacred cow on a snow-capped mountain. His posture was simple and simple yet full of explosive power.
Seeing that the first strike missed the mark, the two Kirishe Gomon immediately took the stance of "Iai".
But I saw the light of the sword quickly converge inward!
But before the crescent-moon-like sword light could turn around, it came to an abrupt end.
Qingchen didn't know when he grabbed their wrists, and with a slight flick of his thumb, the wrist joints of the two Cheshe Gomen were staggered and dislocated!
With a clanging sound, two long swords fell to the ground.
The two Qishe warriors were inexplicably horrified: "A-level?!"
When Qing Chen and Zhang Mengqian collaborated on killings before, they always seduced and killed them alone, which gave people the illusion that the killers might not be that powerful.
But what they didn't know was that the reason why Qingchen only lured one at a time was not that he couldn't kill so many, but that Xiao Mengqian was still an ordinary person and could only face one Godly Time Walker at a time.
In addition, the time walkers of the God Generation Consortium are no more than D-level. Which organization would use A-level to deal with such ants? Which A-level is so shameless?
However, the speed Qingchen showed just now was definitely A-level speed!
Otherwise, the two B-level Qishe Yumen will never be manipulated at will!
The two men were also fierce. They took a step forward and clamped Qingchen's left and right hands with their arms and ribs.
At this time, the two Qishe imperial guards simultaneously drew out their short daggers from their waists and swung their daggers upwards. The two of them held Qingchen in the middle.
But at this moment, both of them felt numb.
It seemed as if there was thunder coming from the killer between the two of them. Nothing could be seen on the surface, but the golden arc of electricity traveled through their bodies and blood, making them tremble uncontrollably.
That's the power from thunder.
After ordinary awakened people master thunder, they like to use it in the most explosive way, but Qingchen prefers to think of more sophisticated methods. For example, he only needs to burst out invisible thunder in his body along the way, and the surveillance screen will change due to changes in the magnetic field.
Produce chaos, for example, in this case, use thunder to cause paralysis and stiffness to the opponent during close combat.
Qingchen laughed and took his hands out from between the two of them, slashing them on their necks.
In this battle, Qingchen became more and more comfortable facing battles of the same level.
He did not miss the battlefield, but used puppets to sacrifice the two B-level corpses before turning around and leaving.
When he reopened the door of the bar, the thunder in his body contracted and released, rapidly cycled more than ten times, and a huge electromagnetic pulse suddenly formed, destroying all the electronic components in the bar.
There were a few bangs and bangs, and the bar was filled with the smell of burnt electronic components.
More than ten minutes later, dozens of off-road vehicles came through the wind.
Jindai Yunhe walked into the bar wearing a thick black military cloak and a cold face.
He squatted down and looked at all the time walker's wounds, frowning: "The joints and vital points are brutally hit everywhere, how can it be like the handiwork of Huo Tang and Spades?"
"Sir, in addition to Huotang and Spades, the Federation also has many masters who are good at joint skills and close combat," an officer said: "This place is too far from Huotang and Spades' base, so it shouldn't be them."
"The great elders of Huotang have all gone to the north. It's not impossible," Jindai Yunhe said coldly: "One of the Cheshe Yumen has a grudge against Spades. Previously, the Cheshe Yumen led a team to loot the wilderness people in the west.
In the settlement, Spades has already warned that he will be killed."
At this time, a soldier ran out from the backstage of the bar: "Sir, all the electrical appliances here have been destroyed by EMP bombs, and the surveillance cameras can't see anything."
Jindai Yunhe sneered: "Check, check all the surveillance cameras around ten kilometers away, I don't believe he can avoid all surveillance cameras!"
Half an hour later, someone came over with an LCD panel, and saw a figure wearing a wilderness hunter costume projected on it holographically, walking alone in the shadows of the long street.
Vaguely, Jindai Yunhe could still see the black totem on the other person's face, which was mysterious and gorgeous.
"Ace of spades?" Kamishiro Yunhe frowned: "He actually took action himself."
At this moment, Shendai Yunhe felt a little strange. Sometimes he was the mysterious master of the Qing family's earth element, sometimes he was Bai Bai, and sometimes he was Spades.
Why does it seem like the whole world is targeting the Jindai Foundation, and they all came to City 22!
"Release Xu Linsen's wanted order and offer a reward of 30 million to anyone who finds the clues!" Jindai Yunhe said coldly.
