He Ao pulled out the dagger, and a red light overflowed from the monster's body and penetrated the sword body.
At this moment, the red light attached to the sword was so rich that it seemed to be forming a substantial viscous liquid.
Holding this sword, He Ao could hear the detailed and complicated whispers echoing in his ears, as if he had returned to the body of the dead god again.
He put away his sword and looked at the motorcycle on the side and the agent who was retching while holding the motorcycle, "Where is the next one?"
"vomit--"
The agent retched twice, feeling as if he had stepped on cotton on his feet, and he stood up against the motorcycle in a daze.
There was crystal liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was not that he wanted to retching, but that he had already vomited up all the things he could vomit in his stomach and could no longer vomit anything out.
After the fast pace for most of the night, he now feels that his tolerance is rising rapidly, and he is no longer so dizzy. Even if he stops, he still has to vomit.
Hearing He Ao's words, he raised his hand with difficulty and glanced at the bracelet, "It's gone. It was gone an hour ago."
He looked at the masked man in front of him.
Judging from the man's hands, skin and voice, he was not very old, but he was far more powerful than he imagined.
In the beginning, when a man kills monsters, he has to observe the terrain and become familiar with the monster's moves. In the later stage, it almost takes seconds. Before he has finished vomiting, he gets in the car and prepares to go to the next place to vomit.
Life tonight is boring, but also exciting. In just a few hours, the FBI agent has seen all kinds of twisted monsters and walked through many places that he has never been to since coming to this city.
Places passed.
"No more."
He Ao glanced at the monster corpse behind him.
At the beginning, he had to get familiar with the fighting methods of these monsters, but as the hunting continued, he gradually found what the monsters had in common, which were secrets, mutations, and a certain violent madness.
Although these monsters have different shapes, their fighting styles are similar. I wonder if they were influenced by the dead god. They are all relatively reckless.
He Ao felt that the corpse of the god was most likely the God of War who was beaten to death. The most direct evidence was this method of sacrificing the brain.
Since becoming a 'warrior', He Ao feels that he has become more and more reckless.
However, he can still control his emotions and think about the battle situation calmly, such as to deal with these monsters. In the later period, he basically used their impulsive fighting habits to taunt at close range, then swing his sword, kill them in one move, and leave.
He Ao looked around again.
The sky has turned pale, and dawn is about to come.
With the impulsive behavior of these monsters, it would be easy for the FBI to track them down.
If the FBI hasn't found it, it probably means it really doesn't exist.
Among the more than thirty monsters, there are 7 D-level monsters, a dozen E-level monsters, and the weakest remaining ones are also F-level.
There was a D-class who was clearly going to 'evolve' into a C-class when He Ao arrived.
These monsters have no self-awareness. They are just puppets of the death god who is suspected of being the god of war. Their power comes directly from the power of the god, so they do not have the upgrade restrictions of ordinary transcendent beings.
What limits their strength is how many 'sacrifice' they can collect to give to the God of War's corpse.
He Ao didn't know what kind of operating mechanism these evil gods had, but it was obvious that these evil gods had a certain degree of desire for flesh and soul.
They seem to be able to transform these flesh and souls into their own 'power' to a certain extent.
The power of these monsters may also fundamentally come from the 'sacrifice' they sacrifice.
These monsters created by the power of gods are much more difficult than He Ao originally expected. If C-class monsters are really born among these monsters, it may be difficult to solve these monsters with the power of the Rock City FBI alone.
These monsters are wreaking havoc in the city and will most likely cause greater chaos.
When the mayor brings the conflict to the miners and the Miners' Mutual Aid Association, the confrontation in the entire Rock City will become even more acute.
Perhaps the man behind the creation of these monsters has some connection with the mayor and the mining consortium.
He Ao rubbed his forehead and waved his hand to the detective, "You can return to the team."
Then he walked step by step towards the end of the street.
Now that the monster's matter has been resolved, it's time to implement the next plan.
"ah?"
The detective was stunned.
Then he saw He Ao's back gradually disappearing.
He quickly shouted, "Well, how can I help you? Or join you? I can do many things. During training, I am always among the top three."
What responded to him was the sound of footsteps that gradually became softer until they completely disappeared.
"well--"
Watching the back figure gradually disappearing into the dim night, the detective leaned on the motorcycle and let out a long sigh.
At this moment, something with a gradient of black and white flew over in the dark night.
When it emerged from the night, it was very fast, then slowly slowed down halfway, and finally landed smoothly in front of the detective.
The person who threw this thing had exquisite control over the force.
Even the instructors at FBI headquarters couldn't do it so easily.
While the detective was shocked in his heart, he did not forget to catch the flying object with his hands.
That's a mask.
A strange smiley mask that mixes light and darkness.
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Nine o'clock in the morning, the coffee shop outside the West City Gate.
A young man wearing a trench coat and a bowler hat was sitting in the innermost booth, looking down at a simple book.
"Your coffee."
The waitress wearing flesh-colored pantyhose and a blue skirt placed the coffee in her hand in front of the young man.
"Thanks."
He Ao nodded slightly.
In a daze, the girl saw half of the young man's face. She took a deep breath, held the coffee tray in her arms,
"You can always ask me if you need anything."
"OK, thanks."
He Ao nodded slightly and continued to flip through the books in his hands.
The girl held her breath and returned to the front desk holding the tray.
The cashier at the front desk was a young woman with blond wavy hair. She looked at the girl walking over, raised her head and asked with a smile, "How was it?"
The girl let out a long sigh of relief, glanced at the young man in the windbreaker in the corner, and looked at the smiling cashier, with a blush on her face, "So handsome, although I didn't see his whole face, but he's really
So handsome."
"Hahaha," the cashier laughed, and pointed to her eyes, "How about it, sister, I didn't lie to you, did I? You have to believe in my vision, whether you are handsome or not, I don't look at the face, just look at the movements and
You can fully understand it by looking at your body shape.”
As she said that, she lay on the cashier counter and motioned the waitress to look at the young man in the corner, "You see, his shoulders are flat and his back is straight. He must have been practicing. When he takes off his clothes, they should all be in rows."
muscle."
As she listened, the girl seemed to hear some kind of swallowing sound, and she looked at the cashier sister aside.
The cashier wiped the corner of his mouth and continued, "You little girls only care about being handsome. Only older people like us know that those with a body are the best.
"For example, if you hold this position up, you won't be able to do it if you don't have strong waist and abdominal strength. You will be exhausted after playing for a while, let alone other things like hanging upside down..."
"Sister, what did you say?"
The waitress blushed and put away the tray, "I'm going in to wash the dishes."
"Oh, little girls are just shy."
The cashier shook her head. She looked at the young man in the corner. In fact, when the young man came in, she had vaguely seen the side of his face. She always felt that this side of the face looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she saw him.
Pass.
Soon, her mind turned to how to strike up a conversation and get her contact information.
At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps sounded from the door of the coffee shop.
A handsome and elegant man with short brown hair, a slender beard on his upper lip, a tall and tall figure, who looked to be in his forties walked in.
He glanced around and soon spotted the young man sitting in the corner.
"A cup of black coffee."
The middle-aged man put down a banknote and whispered, his voice gentle and magnetic.
The cashier was stunned for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, the middle-aged man had already walked towards the young man in a trench coat sitting in the corner.
The cashier hurriedly put away the banknotes on the table and took a few deep breaths, "Is the handsome guy having a meeting today?"
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"Hello."
The middle-aged man sat directly opposite the young man.
"Hello."
Hearing his voice, He Ao raised his head, looked at him, and smiled.
"How's the old foreman doing?"
The middle-aged man leaned on the sofa seat and asked softly.
"Not very good," He Ao shrugged, "He said he felt like he was going to die, otherwise he wouldn't have found me."
"You kid is quite interesting," the middle-aged man looked at He Ao with a smile on his face, "The world is getting chaotic. It's reasonable for a person like the old foreman who is on the cusp of the storm to say that he is about to die."
At this time, the waiter girl brought the coffee over, and the young man nodded gently to thank him. He waited for the waiter girl to leave, picked up the coffee, and looked at He Ao, "So why did you come to me today? If you want
Let me help you deal with the mayor, and we should be here today."
"I just heard that the most combat-effective 1083 Brigade under the 108th Division, which is responsible for garrisoning Nancheng, has been put under the command of the mining consortium."
He Ao said softly.
"Where did you hear that?"
The middle-aged man's expression froze.
"Isn't it very clear in this magazine?" He Ao put the small book in his hand on the table and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"The bonuses and subsidies for soldiers of the 1083rd Brigade who were not able to be paid on time due to procedural issues have all been paid, while the bonuses for the 1081st and 1082nd Brigades are still stuck in the process.
"The mayor said that the process problems will be solved as soon as possible and the arrears of bonuses will be distributed to every soldier. The soldiers who defend the city will never let the soldiers who defend the city bleed, sweat and suffer losses."
In the federation where the Internet is developed, there are very few paper magazines, and most people like to obtain information from online forums or short video software.
However, some urban elites still order some paper magazines in order to distinguish themselves from ordinary workers and gain identity.
These paper magazines have survived.
In order to be worthy of this special identity, the magazine will screen out some relatively "upper-level" information, such as city government policies, federal news, and various secret consortium secrets.
In fact, these things can all be searched on the Internet, but the editorial offices of these magazines have conducted some in-depth processing and comments on them.
Of course, He Ao didn't just buy a magazine and get such breaking news.
He first asked Eve to search the entire Rock City network information and determine various information about Commander Wright of the 108th Division, and then bought corresponding magazines based on the relevant information.
Before coming, He Ao had already roughly determined the character of Mr. Wright:
Follow the rules, know the rules, and even be a bit old-fashioned.
Although he is dissatisfied with the behavior of the current mayor, he will still try his best to restrain himself and avoid conflicts between his city defense troops and the city hall.
Although he does not like the current mayor and the cabinet formed by the current mayor, he respects the system set up by the founders of the federation, respects the position of the mayor, and is willing to obey the mayor's orders under reasonable and legal requirements.
"It seems you put a lot of thought into this before coming here."
The middle-aged man took a sip of coffee with a smile and put down the coffee cup. He did not look at the magazine. It is not that easy to buy a magazine that can respond to what he just said.
Unless the other party has carefully researched him, knows his possible answers, and then deliberately bought the corresponding magazine.
This middle-aged man is Commander Wright of the 108th Division. He received a call from He Ao this morning and agreed to meet here.
This coffee shop is very old, and its business condition is not very good. There are no cameras, and there are no cameras on the street outside that are shining at the entrance of this coffee shop.
"After all, we have to communicate with an old man like Mr. Wright who has experienced battles in the field."
He Ao put away the magazine.
Wright is not a fool. It is not difficult to guess what He Ao is doing behind the scenes through magazines.
"Then you should also know that I am not willing to do anything illegal or disciplinary."
Wright looked at Howo.
His gentle eyes became sharp in an instant, and his smile like the spring breeze disappeared in an instant.
For a moment, He Ao felt a cold and chilling pressure acting on him. He looked at Wright as if he were looking at a ferocious lion that was dozens of times taller than him.
At this moment, He Ao only had one thought in his mind, 'If you move too much, you will die.'
However, he didn't care about this idea at all. He closed the magazine in his hand and chuckled as if nothing happened,
"But your enemy doesn't seem to be prepared to abide by the law. The 1083rd Brigade is only the first, not the last.
"I believe you don't think that the mining consortium will stop here. They are restrained in facing you now, and they even listen to your opinions sometimes because of your strength and the soldiers of the 108th Division behind you.
"If one day the soldiers of the 108th Division no longer stand behind you, do you think the mining consortium will still 'respect' your beliefs?"
"interesting,"
Wright took a sip of coffee, and the pressure that originally enveloped He Ao's body suddenly dissipated, and a spring breeze-like smile once again hung on the face of the general who looked as gentle as jade, "Old foreman is lucky to meet someone like you.
A successor."
He looked at He Ao with deep eyes, "So, what do you want to do?"
"Of course I won't ask you, General, to do anything illegal,"
He Ao looked at Wright calmly, "In fact, I am also a good person who abides by the law."
At this moment, the smile on Wright's face almost broke.
Your wanted warrant is still on the FBI's official website.
But in the end, he still maintained his smile, maintained a listening posture, and motioned for He Ao to continue speaking.
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