You don't make cards according to the routine at all, do you?

The current situation in the Great Yang Kingdom can be said to be a mess.

If this continues, how will he be re-elected next year?

Harrison was terribly anxious.

In order to arrange the rescue in the afternoon, he has not eaten a bite of food, and he has not finished handling the government affairs that should be dealt with. He is still in the office personally drafting the copy of tomorrow's personal news.

The night outside the window was dark, but the house was brightly lit, reflecting the hardworking figure of Mr. President on the wall.

until 1am.

Harrison finally finished yesterday's government affairs.

He raised his hand and glanced at the quartz watch inlaid with high-end materials on his wrist.

"It's time... It's time for Kaitou GX to appear."

Harrison moved his gaze to the phone on the table.

He greeted the director of the FBI and reported to him as soon as possible.

The call hasn't come yet, it is estimated that the FBI is arresting the strange thief GX.

"It's late anyway, so let's wait for good news before leaving get off work." Harrison thought so, stood up, took the coat hanging behind the chair and walked out of the office, ready to go to the 24-hour convenience store opposite the Presidential Palace to buy a sandwich and hot coffee.

When the bodyguard at the door saw Harrison coming out, he didn't ask any questions, and just followed Harrison silently.

Buying a cup of coffee while working overtime at night and going out to get some fresh air is a living habit Mr. President has persisted in for more than ten years.

Usually buy him a copy too.

It is a very happy thing to be able to eat warm sandwiches when working overtime until late at night in the winter.

But tonight's bouncer didn't get a sandwich.

He took a punch from Mr. K.

Just when the bodyguard followed Harrison out of the gate of the presidential palace.

"call!"

A fist the size of a sandbag came oncoming.

Bring a gust of wind!

The bodyguard raised his hand instantly, crossing his arms to protect his face.

How can a well-trained eighth-level card master be able to successfully attack with just one stealth card?

"Idiot, I'm behind you." Mr. K said dotingly.

Bang!

The bodyguard was punched in the back of the head.

He rolled his eyes and fell down.

It's not that his fighting power is too weak, it's that Mr. K's weapon card is too strong.

A fist filled with the power of space... a glove.

It looks no different from the gloves of ordinary racers, but when fighting, it will have its own special teleportation effect.

Do you think my punch is head-on?

Yes, that's right.

But not the next second.

Mr. K waited incognito at the door, his fist was indeed aimed at the bodyguard's face.

Just halfway there, Mr. K teleported and came behind the bodyguard, his fists continued to drop.

What looked like two punches was actually one punch.

It's like a feint.

It just swayed 180°, leaving the bodyguards with no time to dodge.

The back of the head is the key point of the human body. If Mr. K hadn't restrained his strength, this punch could directly send the bodyguards to drink tea with God.

This is where the space rules get abnormal.

Why did Xia Zhi dare to say that he would be able to defeat Damianos in singles?

It is because the sword of vowed victory also has the power of space.

Fighting between people who can't teleport and those who can teleport at any time, there is basically no room for fighting back.

Unless you're on guard from the start.

Or the reaction is fast enough to take two moves in one second.

Bodyguards obviously can't do it.

With this level of fighting, he wouldn't be just a bodyguard anymore.

The bodyguard's strength is undoubtedly above the average line, but there is still a certain gap from the top eighth-level card master.

Mr. K is not the kind of genius who is level 10 and A.

But with the weapon card made by Master Gu, Mr. K is confident that he can win even if he encounters a real level 10 tie A.

There is no way, using Master Gu's card is so confident.

In front of the bodyguard, President Harrison seemed to have heard the movement and looked back.

The bodyguard followed behind him as usual.

The guards guarding the gate of the presidential palace still stood with their heads up and their chests straight.

It's as if nothing happened.

Nothing really happened - except for the bodyguards.

The guards standing guard at the gate of the Presidential Palace and patrolling nearby have fallen into a seventh-level [daydream].

From their point of view, everything is normal.

Including Mr. President.

The moment Harrison turned his head, Zhang Jianhua, the veteran leader who was standing invisible under the street lamp, used [Daydream].

When Harrison turned back, [Daydream] was removed by Zhang Jianhua again.

In just one second, Mr. President was seamlessly connected from reality to dream and then to reality.

Harrison crossed the street and came to the 24-hour convenience store.

"Two cups of hot coffee and two ham sandwiches, thank you."

Harrison tapped on the counter lightly, showing a friendly smile, and said to the female clerk who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.

"Mr. President, please wait a moment." The female clerk raised her head and smiled, and Harrison realized that the female clerk tonight was not the previous female clerk.

It's not pretty, but those maroon eyes are inexplicably alluring.

"I don't think I've seen you before?" Harrison asked casually.

While putting the sandwich into the oven, Tianhu replied: "I just came tonight, and I came here specially to find Mr. President."

Harrison didn't respond for a while: "Looking for me?"

"Yes." Tianhu said with a smile, "I want to kidnap Mr. President. I don't know what Mr. President wants?"

Harrison: "???"

Ding!

The sandwiches are ready.

Mr. K also came over.

The first is a slap - a tape to seal the mouth.

Then take out the rope - backhand tied.

Then, a pitch-black sack seemed to fall from the sky, and "swish" it fell on Harrison's head.

Harrison: "Mmmmmm!"

Mr. President frantically twisted his body in an attempt to resist.

Until a gun went up his ass.

Mr. K: "Mr. President, it's best not to move around. My gun is an inferior product bought on the black market, and it can easily go off."

Harrison: "..."

At this time, an extended commercial vehicle stopped on the side of the road.

Gu Ci in the driver's seat pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Tianhu threw over a freshly warmed sandwich.

Gu Ci caught it and opened the rear door.

Mr. K pushed Harrison into the back seat roughly and gently, Gu Ci closed the door with a "snap", clapped his hands and walked to the other side to get into the car.

Mr. K sat in the driver's seat instead of Gu Ci.

The whole process of transposing the plug was smooth and smooth, and it was done in one go, very much like a professional kidnapper who often does this kind of thing.

"Sit still." Mr. K pulled down the mask on his head to cover his face, kicked the accelerator, and the modified commercial vehicle roared like a beast, and rushed out like the wind, leaving behind two long and flashing roads. starlight exhaust.

Jiang Qianye was not in the car.

She wants to monitor the traffic conditions with 01.

Tianhu didn't get in the car either.

She is waiting for someone.

This person is here now.

The Presidential Palace is one of the most important places in the entire Worthington State.

The security is extremely strict.

In normal times, it is impossible for them to come around the presidential palace so easily and deal with convenience stores and guards on patrol.

But because of the 251 warning letters, almost all the police forces in Worthington State went to the Phantom Thief GX, and some of the security forces in the Presidential Palace Special Zone were also transferred out. This is what Harrison himself meant, and the FBI is not manned enough. , the Presidential Palace can help.

Tonight, no matter what, those nasty criminals must be brought to justice!

Therefore, in addition to a part of the necessary basic police force, Harrison only left one bodyguard by his side.

There is also a ninth-level big star card master nearby.

This ninth-level star card master is a member of the Congress. He has only one mission—to guard the presidential palace and protect this area from terrorist attacks.

Kaitou GX has nothing to do with him, and Harrison can't order him.

He will only stay near the presidential palace.

It's just that the fluctuation of mental power is too subtle, and Mr. K and the veterans have already figured out the work and rest rules of this ninth-level star card master-at this point, the other party has already lay down and slept, and they can Unscrupulously launched a sneak attack on the guards of the presidential palace.

Kudela was indeed soundly asleep, but was woken up by an emergency call.

"Mr. Kudla, President Harrison is in danger!"

After all, it is the presidential palace, and there are people watching everywhere, even if most of them have already joined the team to hunt down the strange thief GX.

If you don't make any noise, you can easily hide from these remaining guards, but once you make a move, you will be discovered immediately.

The moment Harrison was sacked and stuffed into his car, Kudla rushed shirtless from a nearby apartment building.

At the same time, the sirens blared, and countless unpretentious plainclothes police cars chased out of the street with their gas pedals roaring.

Kudela's speed was much faster than the guards' cars, and it didn't take long for him to catch up with Gu Ci and the others.

But he was stopped in mid-air by Tianhu.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Kudla said in a deep voice.

He did not attack rashly.

Intuition told Kudela that this woman was very dangerous, and he might not be able to beat her.