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Act 8 Fire and Power (3)

 "You have an unread email." Rong Chao suddenly noticed a flashing prompt in the upper right corner of the website.

Rong Chao casually right-clicked, and the content contained only one simple English word, "byebye"

Is it really a farewell email? Who is saying goodbye to me? No one said that I wanted to quit this industry... Rong Chao suddenly shuddered.

"Byebye" not only means farewell, but can also have other meanings. He slowly moved his eyes to the sender's position, and there was a blank.

No sender.

Rong Chao's hand bounced off the keyboard as if he was electrocuted. At the same moment, a huge thunder shook the glass window, the lights in the room dimmed and brightened, and the screen was completely black.

When it lit up again, the browser stayed on the first layer of the Hunter Network, the anime website used for disguise, with the words "Please log in" displayed in the upper right corner.

He was logged out.

Rong Chao hurriedly leaned on the keyboard to enter the password that was so familiar that he could type it blindly...

"User "buedragn" has been logged out."

Rong Chao sat slumped on the sofa. For a hunter, losing his ID is like losing his identity and there is no way to replace it.

Every hunter whose ID has been canceled has disappeared from this world.

A hunter who is still alive, and an ID that has been canceled, is the last piece of goods that has not been sent out.

What does this mean?

……

……

The car ran smoothly on the forest road, and the vibrant green and scattered grass and flowers flashed outside the window.

The person sitting in the passenger seat put down the phone and said into the microphone in a very respectful voice, "The ID has been canceled and all information has been erased. From now on, he no longer exists in this world."

The back seat and front seat are blocked by black soundproof panels, and people in the front seat can't see anything in the back seat.

"You don't really exist until you're dead," a deep voice echoed from the loudspeaker, "That kid from Kassel College named Chu Zihang, will you definitely kill him?"

"Please rest assured that when the dragon's blood burns, the child with the golden boy will have more murderous heart than a hungry lion."

"I hope he will perform well. Only the best children can become our voters."

Someone knocked on the door outside the car window.

The man in the passenger seat was a little confused and was about to roll down the window when he suddenly realized a problem. The car was speeding at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

So... who's knocking outside?

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the man's neck, and he slowly turned his head and looked out the car window.

Outside the window, a boy with an exquisite face stood moving with their car, a pair of bright golden boys, wearing a pure black evening dress, with a rose in the breast pocket.

Looks like I'm going to someone's funeral.

"Who is it?" The man's trembling voice came out from between his teeth.

"Hello." The boy waved, "I am the courier of Devil's Express. Here is your package. Please sign for it, dear."

"The ghost is still here." The deep voice of the man in the back seat came from the loudspeaker.

"We are indeed haunted, and please be prepared to be pestered by us until death." The boy said with a smile, "We will kill as many projections as you want, dear, if you support life-payment, take a look

Whoever has a tough life, Mr. "din"."

The man was in a daze. The road ahead suddenly burst into flames, and he could hear faint screams in the distance.

Next, this car will drive to hell.

……

……

"Does a bastard deserve it?" Lu Mingfei cursed in a low voice.

It started to rain again.

The three of them stood in the rain holding umbrellas. Chu Zihang held two long boxes in his arms, with a note "Flowers Express" attached to the outside.

The word "flower" suddenly flashed and turned into "devil".

"Devil Express"

The heavy rain poured down, and people on the street were running around with all kinds of things covering their heads. The streets became empty. Chu Zihang silently watched the big drops of rain hitting the ground and breaking into transparent pieces.

flowers.

A van cut through the rain curtain and drove towards them at high speed, with a screeching brake sound and a splash of water as high as a person's height. It stopped in front of them.

The car door opened, and the civilian-clothed elites assigned to them by the college headquarters jumped out of the car. Their movements seemed to be cast from the same mold, and they were well-trained.

"Although I have guessed that you will be surprised every time you show up, but the casual clothes this time are really refreshing to me." Chu Zihang glanced at them and said calmly.

The burly retired SEAL men from the Kassel College Engineering Department stood side by side in front of Chu Zihang.

Some were wearing "Adidas King" pullovers, some were wearing Korean-style wide-leg pants, and some were wearing oversized "Double Star" brand sneakers. The leader of the team was wearing a green BJ Guoan team uniform, looking like a die-hard fan.

The pattern.

"Isn't it appropriate?" The team leader looked at himself, "I think all Chinese people dress like this."

"Brother, our Chinese chest muscles don't look like they are going to burst through our shirts." Lu Mingfei stepped forward speechlessly and patted the leader's collar.

A group of men in different colors, who seemed to love sports and hip-hop, would have been easy to blend into the crowd, if not for the fact that each of them had short hair close to their scalp, were 1.9 meters tall, and had muscles that could be called "magnificent" among those

Words rolling under cheap blouse

"You can't hide your muscles in your pocket." The team leader scratched his head.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"After all, it's not a big deal. We were originally preparing for a strong attack. It's not necessary to hide our identity." Chu Zihang said, "It's just that you will most likely be on the headlines of Binhai Daily tomorrow. The title is probably "Adi Wang, the American Boy Group Revealed"

Robbery an office building or something."

"Senior brother, your ability to complain is also very fresh and refined." Lu Mingfei pulled out a box from Chu Zihang's arms.

"You got it wrong, that's my Murasame." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Ah this..." Lu Mingfei looked confused and weighed it in his hands. The quality seemed to be wrong. He stuffed the box back into Chu Zihang's arms and pulled out another one.

"Remember, we don't want to cause any casualties. For any opponent, we only need to subdue, not hurt, understand?" Nono added with one hand on his hip.

"Understood!" Several people agreed in unison.

"Senior sister really carries the aura of a big sister wherever she goes." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Prepare for 15 minutes. The order to start the operation will be sent directly to your headphones by Professor Schneider." Chu Zihang waved and walked towards Runde Building holding the Devil Express box, showing a faint smile to the doorman, "

Hello, we are from a courier company."

The guard glanced at the two people following him, wondering why three couriers were needed to deliver the goods?

"Go in." He waved his hand, not bothering to think more.

……

……

The three of them were standing in the elevator. Lu Mingfei saw Chu Zihang lying down.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Stupid, he is getting ready first." Chen Motong reached out and knocked Lu Mingfei on the head, "Have you never seen the movie? Those who stand stupidly in the elevator usually die miserably."

"Well, you stand on both sides and take cover. I'll investigate the situation first. Lu Mingfei, do you have a solution?" Chu Zihang asked.

He didn't know why he asked this, he always felt that this junior brother was omnipotent.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Okay, wait for my signal."

With a "ding" sound, the elevator reached the 11th floor and the elevator door slowly opened.

The alarm bell suddenly swept across the 11th floor. Four security guards with vigilant eyes tightly blocked the elevator door, holding electric batons. Their eyes were level, and the first thing they saw was an empty elevator.

They were stunned for a moment, and then noticed a man crouching close to the ground like a leopard.

Before the electric baton could hit him, Chu Zihang rushed upwards and bumped into the two guards closest to him with his shoulders. After a momentary pause, he pressed the chests of the other two guards with both hands, paused, and exerted force.
p>

I hope these guards know his class schedule. His elective martial art is Tai Chi. His gentle strength "sent" two people weighing more than 150 kilograms, clinging to the wall and losing their strength in an instant.

A whole group of guards poured out of the passages on both sides. At the same time, Chu Zihang heard a low voice that pierced the air, like the chanting of ancient monks.

Yan Ling, as expected by the academy headquarters, there are people with blood hidden in this hunter organization disguised as a labor service company.

The effect of the spirit began to appear, and the skin of all the guards began to ooze red blood. The violent beating of their hearts sent a large amount of blood to the whole bodies of these guards. Their body functions were enhanced several times in an instant.

Strengthen.

They didn't have time to appreciate the surprise of this sudden surge of power, so they just pounced on Chu Zihang with all their strength.

"Word Spirit: Attendant of the King" serial number 28, strengthens the body's physical fitness in the field.

Chu Zihang stood quietly, looking at his watch, counting down three minutes and twenty seconds.

The guards on both sides jumped into the air. Chu Zihang squatted down, and batons carrying high-voltage static electricity crisscrossed the air. The static electricity penetrated the air, and thin filaments of purple static electricity adhered to the batons.

time.

In an instant, it may only be 05 seconds. After 05 seconds, Chu Zihang will be covered by this huge power grid.

"Lu Mingfei!" he yelled.

"Here we come." Lu Mingfei walked out of the elevator.

""Yan Ling·Secret Emperor·Royal Power"" He stretched out his hand.

The ultimate coercion swept across the entire eleventh floor. Except for Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei, and Chen Motong, all the mixed-race security guards were instantly pressed to the ground by the huge gravitational acceleration of "King Quan".
p>

"Cancel." Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers, and all the "Wang's Attendant" on the security guard lost its effect.

He removed the "royal power", otherwise the lives of these security guards who had lost the blessing of the "King's Attendant" would not be saved, although they had all fainted.

Chu Zihang stood up and looked at him deeply.

Junior brother, what on earth are you...?

"Let's go, senior brother."

"No!" Nono's eyes flashed with golden light, "It's not just that! There is something else!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Senior sister, what did you see?"

"I don't know..." Nono said, "But those things, with twisted bodies, have golden boys..."

"I understand, a certain bastard fell into my hands twice. He was unwilling to accept it and sent his dog legs to disgust us." Lu Mingfei turned to Chu Zihang and said, "Brother, you go get the documents first. I

I’m afraid that guy will be killed and silenced.”

"Okay." Chu Zihang nodded, squatted down again, and resumed the squatting starting movement.

He started running, threw himself forward, and hit the solid tempered glass in front of him.

Suddenly, a very thin metal cone with a sharp tip penetrated the tempered glass. The metal cone with a rope on the tail was recovered, causing all the fragments of the tempered glass to fly from the inside out. Chu Zihang followed the fragments and jumped in.

In the storm, it stopped in the air for a short moment and fell rapidly.

There was a sharp sound of tightening steel cables from outside, mixed with the rattling sound of gears rotating. A huge black shadow rose from below, and Chu Zi, who was drenched by heavy rain, stood on top of that thing.

On the rooftop of Building B of Runde Building, elite members of the Kassel College Engineering Department began to retrieve the rope for the rope gun, and Chu Zihang slowly climbed up.

"Senior brother, have you always been so powerful?" Lu Mingfei murmured to himself. This was his first time watching Chu Zihang perform a mission.

"Here we come!" Nono called him, "He came up from the stairwell!"

"Copy that, the academy just doesn't let us cause casualties to ordinary people. Things like Deadpool don't count as human beings." Lu Mingfei clapped his hands and said, "Lu Mingze, give me some UI."

"If you don't act cool, you will die?" The broadcast system in the entire building suddenly turned on, and a boy's voice rang out.

"That's wrong, it's about staying elegant under pressure." Lu Mingfei opened the carton with "Devil's Express" printed on it and pulled out the Eight-sided Han Sword from inside.

"Brother is wearing a retro suit

Holding a cane

Playing the magic music

Take a stroll in Samaritan

A time renovated by time

..."

"Hey, hey, don't play songs that span time and space." Lu Mingfei faced the stairwell and complained.

"3..." Nono began to count down, "2..."

"1..."

The moment Nono said the last number, a wave of deadpools broke through the door.

The accompaniment suddenly switches to dull cello.

"I can decide who is right

Who should sleep

The argument cannot be resolved

In the never-ending night

Shut your mouth

The only favor

..."

"That's right." Lu Mingfei cut all the deadpools in front of him into two pieces with one sword.

"Junior brother, back there!" Nono pulled out two short knives from his coat and chopped off the head of a Deadpool who touched Lu Mingfei's back.

The two quickly formed a back-to-back position. Lu Mingfei asked with a smile, "What is this? A husband and wife team slaying the dragon?"

"Don't be poor, we are not married yet." Nono pulled out the knife from the chest of an unlucky deadpool.

"It will happen sooner or later anyway."

……

……

Chu Zihang looked at his watch. There were still three minutes left. The suspension bridge only needed one minute and thirty seconds to rise to the top. Chu Zihang only needed one minute and thirty seconds to retrieve the data. In the underground parking lot

Chu Zihang's Panaera has started, and people from the school engineering department are sitting in the driver's seat.

After blocking the entrance to the parking lot, traffic was blocked on the west road, where red lights were on and car horns were buzzing anxiously.

The road on the east side has been cleared. As long as Chu Zihang returns to the ground, he can immediately leave by car. At panaera's speed, no one can catch up with them.

The time is under control, and everything is going perfectly according to the plan.

The suspension bridge rose rapidly, Chu Zihang looked up at the dark sky, the cold rain poured down violently, and electric snakes swam in the clouds.

He smelled a familiar smell, a cold smell, mixed with a lot of water vapor, which chilled his heart.

He had only smelled this smell once...on an endless elevated road!

The sound of a car horn came from below. Chu Zihang lowered his head and looked down. On the deserted east side street isolated by the school administration department, a Maybach slowly drove towards Runde Building with its lights on.

Block a.

That...familiar Maybach!

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