Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

The black car first kept going around in circles in Linhai City, as if avoiding something, while the heavy rain in the sky mixed with snow spots was swept by the strong wind and ravaged the entire city.

Rumble!The thunder continued to explode, and the sky darkened instantly, as if it had entered the night ahead of time.

As the steam car was driving towards the outskirts of Emerald City, the sleet became heavier and heavier, even mixed with fist-sized hailstones, which made a crackling sound when it hit the car body.

The guy who drives is very good. Even under such harsh conditions, he still drives very steadily, and the speed does not drop at all.

The outfall of the sewage pipes in Emerald City is on the riverside in the suburbs. Across the bridge, you can see streams of yellow-brown sewage pouring out continuously. There are almost no people in the downstream, but there are many hotels and restaurants on the upstream bank of the river.

Since it is not the tourist season, there are no people in these places, and the strong wind and heavy rain make this place even more lonely.

The driver drove the car to the entrance of a hotel, and a dumb man gestured and pointed for Wang Luo and the others to drive in, and then he closed the door.

There are two old-age stone lions placed at the entrance of this hotel, and a dense bamboo forest is planted. The environment is very quiet, and the path that can accommodate a car passing by meanders to the deepest part of the yard.

Wang Luo noticed that this unique hotel was the closest to the sewage pipes, and it seemed that Shinichi Fujimoto had indeed arranged everything.

After he got off the car, he found that the back of the hotel was where the river turned. The water flow was relatively slow, but due to the weather, the river water surged. The river water was like a roaring beast. From time to time, broken trees could be seen being washed away from the upper reaches. down.

Wang Luo suddenly heard a quarrel, turned around and saw Fujimoto Shinichi and the driver surrounded by a group of people.

These people have dark skin and look as if they have been exposed to the sun all year round. They are dressed in ordinary clothes, but from their cold eyes, it can be seen that they should have been killed.

"Hey! You, go over there!" A man raised a revolver and shouted at Wang Luo.

Vasilov wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Luo, and these people surrounded him into a room.

The whole room was not turned on, and it looked very dim. There was a kerosene lamp on the table, which gave the room an unpleasant smell of kerosene.

With the faint light, Wang Luo saw an old man sitting in the main hall. This old man had snow-white hair, a white turban on his head, a thin figure, and deep wrinkles on his face, like a skeleton.

What surprised Wang Luo the most was that although the old man's eye sockets were empty and empty, he felt as if the other person could see everything.

"Hehe... You came to my territory, and you can't justify not saying hello to Feng Xingtian, right?" the old man said slowly, his voice was old and hoarse, but it seemed to be like a mountain, giving people endless pressure.

The moment his voice fell, a man behind the old man raised a pistol, with fierce eyes, aiming the gun at Shinichi Fujimoto, and at the same time, two people blocked Wang Luo's back path, one on the left and the other on the right. .

"Hmph, presumptuous!" Vasilov did not allow Wang Luo to be pointed at by the gun, and kicked out suddenly. The violent force directly kicked a strong man with a gun away, and then rushed towards the old man like a bull. .

His fists are not fancy, just relying on strength to bring out a terrifying fist style, mixed with a terrible sense of coercion.

"Ok?"

This man called Feng Xingtian's face instantly became solemn, and then the clothes on his body seemed to be blown up by an invisible air current, and then he stepped forward, and the five fingers of his right hand hooked up like eagle claws, and they were directly buckled on Vasi. Love's fist.

boom!The violent air wave exploded, as if a shell had hit the ground, and then the ear-piercing whistling sound of ghosts made all the men with guns cover their ears.

After the impact of this terrifying force, the shock force made Vasilov frowned, and his steel-cast arm even trembled a little. Obviously, the strength erupted by the other party was not inferior to him.

"Who are you?" Feng Xingtian said in a deep voice.

"Hmph!" Vasilov didn't care so much. After a cold snort, he lifted his knees and kicked out suddenly.

Feng Xingtian let out a scream like a demon from his mouth, he clenched his fist with his backhand to block Vasilov's heavy foot, his thin body inflated like a balloon in an instant.

The two people collided with each other in the room, as if two giant spirits were attacking each other in the most primitive way. The fists exploded the air, causing the white air to disperse like smoke.

"Enough, stop!" Wang Luo said lightly, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the willpower like a river swept out.

The two people in the field withdrew their hands at the same time and looked at each other vigilantly, while the blind old man was a little scared, took a deep breath, and said: "There are only a handful of people who can have this level of martial arts spirit! Who are you? "

After asking twice in a row, Wang Luo frowned and said, "Military Intelligence Investigation Office! The third sequence!"

The word "Night Watchman's Third Sequence" was not found in the Military Intelligence Investigation Department with Wang Luo's authority, but after knowing Li Wei, a dark race, Wang Luo had some vague guesses.

He did not name him or mention his last name.

"Okay! It is indeed the strongest intelligence organization in the Rebecca Federation. It really is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Since the investigator is here, then I will not bother you, let's go!"

Feng Xingtian seems to be very afraid of the third sequence, or rather slightly afraid.

This top Martial Daoist didn't leave another word, turned around and strode out the door, his subordinates filed out, without any murderous intent at all, they looked like ordinary citizens walking along the street.

"Who is this person?" Wang Luo said lightly.

Fujimoto Shinichi replied very simply: "The former president of the Martial Art Union branch in Emerald City, he proposed cooperation before, but was rejected by Councilor Yuan Baoyu."

"So you want me to participate to block this person? Interesting." Wang Luo squinted his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes was flickering.

Shinichi Fujimoto came to the backyard of the hotel and asked the driver to open the manhole cover of the sewer. Almost instantly, the muddy sewage came out of the well.

A stench from the sewer well was blown towards his face by the wind, which made Wang Luo feel a little sick instinctively, but he didn't move.

The water below was quickly flushed out due to the pressure. Shinichi Fujimoto threw a fist-sized water level detector into it, and then said to Wang Luo: "Okay, Mr. Lancelot, please enter the room and put on equipment, this one I'm afraid the bodyguards don't have the right clothes."