Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1930 Corrected Iron Fist

The day of an ordinary person goes by in a hurry... Maybe as long as you are addicted to the short video on your mobile phone, hours will pass without knowing it.

But for some people, even 10 minutes is quite precious.

The meeting between Yan Xiaoxi and Bubugao only lasted 10 minutes... This is already a great event for a new agent like Bubugao who has only debuted for more than half a year.

For the meeting with Section Chief Yan, Bu Bugao had already made preparations, and even brought the box that Wang Hu brought back with him.

"...In other words, it was a logistics supporter named Wang Hu who went after the prisoner all the way and brought the box back?" Yan Xiaoxi looked at Bu Bugao.

The rookie's resume was already displayed on the computer screen - facing away from Bubugao's screen.

There is nothing special about it, and the grades in each subject are only above the passing line. It belongs to the type that can just graduate from school and be able to be used, but does not have much talent.

As for Wang Hu's information, it was also opened on the screen... It was a newly created file, a century-old transformed tiger demon, and there was nothing special about it.

Being able to track down the prisoner and capture the attacking weapon was probably a matter of luck... Yan Xiaoxi couldn't get any useful information from Bu Bugao's description, and he couldn't even judge that killing the Black Uncle Black Priest in the Non-Earth Continent was different from the attack. Is it the same group of people who worked in a guest house?

"I'm sorry for you." Yan Xiaoxi planned to send Bu Bugao away in less than 10...3 minutes.

"It's not hard work, I'm just working for the management bureau!" Bu Bugao was sitting upright at this time, but rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Actually, the main attack this time is Wang Hu...Wang Hu, everyone Dude, there is ability, but it seems a bit too wasteful to let it be a logistics supporter. Section Chief Yan, I heard that our bureau has special promotion channels, especially for some capable talents. I don’t know , can we give Wang Hu a chance?"

Yan Xiaoxi frowned, didn't speak, just looked at Bubugao.

Bubugao opened his mouth, shrunk his neck in awe, and said with a dry smile, "I'm just... just curious, just ask."

Yan Xiaoxi looked down at the document, and said calmly: "If this Wang Hu is really capable, we won't bury talents. It's just that since Wang Hu is from a demon clan, the review will naturally be stricter. But as long as he is willing to contribute to the country, we will Of course you are welcome... If there is nothing else, you can go back to your post, thank you for coming today, Agent Bu."

Bubugao had no choice but to nod with a stiff neck, and walked out of the office with a confused mind... Before going out, Bubugao suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, section chief, there is one more thing...Wang Hu mentioned When I came back to this box, a police officer also saw it on the spot. According to him, this weapon seems to have been made temporarily by hand, and he said that the murderer may have good blasting skills."

Yan Xiaoxi raised her head and looked at Bu Bugao expressionlessly.

"I-I have nothing to do... Excuse me, section chief!" Bubugao hurriedly opened the door and walked out, then closed the door gently.

"Explosive skills?" Yan Xiaoxi frowned at this moment... He pondered for a moment, then made a phone call.

The call went directly to several subordinates who were conducting the final security check at the summit meeting site at this time.

"Section Chief, what's the matter?"

"How about the inspection?"

"It's still going on. Don't worry, the section chief. We will definitely check every place."

"Extend the inspection time... especially the inspection for explosives. There is still an order to go on, and then set up an additional checkpoint at each entrance of the venue. Any item entering the venue must be inspected for explosives, even if it is a bottle of water. A pack of cigarettes, a piece of lipstick, no matter how small things can be missed.”

"I know, I'll do it now."

Yan Xiaoxi put down the phone, and after a while, a subordinate came in with a document in his hand... This document came from the [Magicians Association] mission.

"Section Chief, there is news." The subordinate quickly said: "This is the information from Miss Yue, about the identities of the guys in the photo."

"The efficiency is quite fast." Yan Xiaoxi chuckled lightly, "The [Magicians Association] sent a very good diplomat this time."

He took the file from his subordinate and opened it.

In addition to the information on the known black dragon Alduin, the other people's information is also quite detailed, but Section Chief Yan's face gradually became not very good-looking, especially when he saw the last item .

Gillian the Psychic Witch... Alduin the Black Dragon...

Leia, the granddaughter of the late Sword Master Roland...

(Doubtful) Farrell, one of the twelve knights of the Knights Agency, the most vicious knight, has been imprisoned for a hundred years, and is currently in a state of escape...

"If it's really this person, I'm afraid we've caught an incredible guy." Yan Xiaoxi let out a sigh of relief at this moment: "Is fleeting time unlucky..."

"Section Chief, who is this Farrell?" The subordinate was puzzled: "I haven't had time to understand..."

"A murderous person." Yan Xiaoxi thought for a while and said, "A guy who almost destroyed the entire knight organization by himself. Because of this guy, the British knight organization was almost removed from the top superpowers in the West. In the past 30 to [-] years, it has only regained some vitality. You see, the non-human world in the European continent basically doesn’t play with Britain very much, and it has something to do with the decline of the knight institution... This Farrell was once known as the world’s most A strong knight."

"The strongest knight?" The subordinate was startled, and asked curiously, "How is it compared to the holy knights of the Holy See?"

Yan Xiaoxi said: "Let's put it this way, according to the records of the Secret Office, in Farrell's era, all the strong men known as knights were suppressed by him alone... wherever Farrell appeared, the Holy See All paladins stay away."

"This... so powerful?"

"Of course, it's just a side description." Yan Xiaoxi said indifferently: "As for whether Farrell is really as powerful as the records, we have never really seen it. But..."

"But if the guy we caught is really this Farrell..."

"Please contact me with the mission of the Knights Organization." Yan Xiaoxi said quickly, "I hope they will help to confirm the identity of Farrell as soon as possible."

"I'll do it right away!"

The subordinate left in a hurry, Yan Xiaoxi looked at the document again, and pondered: "Now it is almost doubtful that one of the two powerful auras left in this world is this guy who is suspected of Farrell. But the other... will Is it one of these three?"

A black dragon, the granddaughter of a sword master, is more likely in terms of identity... As for the special magician profession of spiritual witch, it is rarely seen.

While Yan Xiaoxi was meditating, the subordinate came back soon, and told the Knights Agency about the assistance they had agreed to, and they would send someone over soon.

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Like a vortex, the consciousness hovered in the vortex... and was finally pulled into the dark deep sea, turbid and suffocated.

In the small room filled with various photos and newspaper clippings, Mr. Jin slowly opened his eyes...waking up.

He shook his head vigorously, then tidied up his appearance, then walked out of the small house and came to the underground studio outside.

The workbench had stopped, and only one of the original four was sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.

"How long have I been asleep, Bernard?" Mr. King asked directly.

Sitting in front of the computer is a man with unkempt hair, a beard, a Western face, and therefore an unknown age, eating a donut.

The man named Bernard turned his head and said, "Less than two hours."

"What about them?"

"Going out." Bernard said: "Lawrence said he was going to buy some materials, because you ruined his big guy. As for Maeve and Li Guo, they went to the venue to observe the terrain. By the way, Beibei is still watching Shop...a ​​donut?"

"I'm not hungry." Mr. Jin shook his head: "I'm going out for a walk too."

Bernard nodded and said, "Go ahead, I'll send you the route map of the police patrolling nearby to your phone, and you can look it up yourself."

Mr. Jin didn't say anything. After crawling out of the underground workshop, he quickly returned to the second-hand electric appliance shop.

Bei Bei, a young woman of college age who was looking at the store, was hanging upside down on the shelf at this time, doing abdominal exercises, already dripping with sweat.

"Mr. Kim!"

Beibei rolled over quickly and quickly.

"I'm going out for a walk, and I'll buy some food by the way... What do you want to eat?"

"Ice cream pudding." The girl Beibei smiled and said, "I feel like I can eat three!"

As she said that, the girl came out with a coat and a hat, put them on for Mr. Jin...to cover the shocking scar on his forehead, and said softly, "Be careful."

Putting on his hat, he walked out the front door into the street outside.

The afternoon sun was still a bit bright, Mr. Jin blocked it with his palm, but his eyes almost couldn't be opened.

The temperature on the ground is completely different from the temperature in the basement, and it becomes hot in some places, and there is the sound of cicadas, and the water vapor on the road even distorts the air.

pat.

Mr. Jin opened a small bottle, like eating chewing gum, put a small ball directly into his mouth, swallowed, he frowned, and walked alone along the street leading to the city center.

Many shops are closed these days.

Mr. Jin stopped suddenly.

I saw that on the roller shutter of a closed store, some expletives had been spray-painted at some point.

——Death to monsters!
Similar graffiti can actually be seen in the streets and alleys... There are even some guys standing in public areas and speaking with loudspeakers.

Of course, they will be driven away by the patrol police soon...or even taken away if they are more serious—that's why the police in this city are so busy.

It took just a few months to step into the extraordinary society, from being at a loss to the current resistance... the pain that any new era needs to experience is happening, and it is evolving towards severe pain.

Mr. Jin walked past a crowd who were giving a speech expressionlessly, and turned into a small alley very casually.

In the dark alley, there are a few young people, they smeared their faces in a strange and terrifying way, doing all kinds of weird poses... they are taking pictures of themselves.

It's like cosplaying something, but it's also because of some kind of adoration - young people who worship extraordinary power, even under the slogan that they are willing to give their loyalty and life to obtain extraordinary power.

Opposing voices can be seen everywhere, but there are quite a few voices who yearn for this... and are even willing to surrender for it.

The weather... was getting hotter and hotter. Mr. Jin only felt a burning pain on his forehead, as if he was being burned by fire.

"Uncle! Are you interested in us too?"

A young man with hair dyed green, a nose ring on his nose, and a homemade steel claw gauntlet on his left hand walked up to Mr. Jin.

"Join us! Don't listen to those guys outside... It's an extraordinary society now! Tell you, our boss is a real demon clan! A genuine demon clan!"

"Monster clan?" Mr. Jin said indifferently: "Where is it?"

The green-haired youth narrowed his eyes immediately, and pointed behind him.

I saw a blond young man hugging a coquettish girl sitting on an iron staircase outside the house.

The blond-haired young man was shirtless, his muscles were clearly defined, and his face was fierce... His eyes were dark green.

"This can be considered a monster race." Mr. Jin said indifferently: "I'm afraid it's not a human being, and a monster is not a monster... Real monsters are not like you, just playing house."

"Boss, this uncle is here to find fault!" The green-haired youth snorted coldly at this moment.

He immediately sneered, stuck out his tongue and licked the steel claws of the self-made gauntlet on his hand, "My favorite thing is to teach you a... self-righteous middle-aged person!"

The sharp steel claws slashed directly at Mr. Jin fiercely.

Mr. Jin didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out his arm, grabbed the arm of the green-haired young man, and then twisted it hard... There was a click sound, and the arm of the green-haired young man was twisted instantly.

"My hand! My hand!!"

The green-haired youth screamed like a slaughtered pig, breaking out in cold sweat from the pain.

Mr. Jin grabbed the green-haired young man's body in an instant, and then slammed into the wall next to him... The green-haired young man's body hit the wall, and there was another pain.

But this was not over. Here, Mr. Jin grabbed the young man's hair and slammed his head against the wall again... The young man fell directly to the ground and lost consciousness.

The small group hiding in the alley watched this scene in horror... The blond boss sitting on the stairs opened his mouth even more.

Mr. Jin waved his hand at this time, and a short black stick slipped out of his sleeve. The short stick bounced off instantly, and there was even a sound of electric current flickering at the end.

"You...you think, what do you want to do!"

"Don't misunderstand." Mr. Jin walked towards the crowd step by step, "I'm going to beat you now, not to teach you a lesson for your relatives and friends, just because I really want to beat you right now , that's all."

"Go... go! Go together!"

Three under five divided by two.

Mr. Jin withdrew the electric shock baton, and walked out of the alley with a blank expression... Behind him, the small group of monsters had already been counted to the ground.

The blonde's big eyes are all swollen... One eye turned into a normal black eyeball, and a piece of colored contact lenses fell out on the ground.

"Humanity...does not need this uncontrolled force."

Mr. Jin blocked the scorching sun with his palm again, but it was still difficult to open his eyes... He felt more pain on his forehead.

Burning pain.

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In front of the anti-theft door, Nan Xiaonan was holding the key, squinting her eyes, licking her lips, bending over, and using the key in her hand to continuously point to the keyhole in front of her.

"No...why can't it be inserted? Why is the keyhole so narrow? It doesn't mean that the narrower the better...the most comfortable size is the most comfortable! Why can't it be inserted... Could it be that I thought Wrong, it’s not this door at all?”

This is the anti-theft door of Boss Luo's house.

She even wanted Bawang to force his bow, regardless of 21, just insert it first and then say... It's useless and strong is the correct opening posture?
"Miss Nan, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you see? I'm driving... driving..." The academic witch in the other subworld raised her head subconsciously. Who else could the person in front of the door be the future proprietress?
"Boss lady!"

"Oh, look, Miss Nan, you're talking nonsense again." The maid in front of the door smiled slightly and said, "Come in, this key can't open this door. Besides, the key that can open this door, the owner can't open it." I won't give it to you easily."

Nan Xiaonan could only smile smugly, and took back the key with some pity...it was almost inserted in it.

Although it is strong!

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PS1: That’s right, it’s him again, and he’s acting up temporarily again, flogging me with the power of evil capital.

PS2: [People are under the plane tree]

PS2: (1/1)

(End of this chapter)