The system has to be used even if it is pulled

At this moment, people in the nightclub were whispering, and everyone was guessing where the nobles came from. But in the end, they were all infected by the atmosphere of the bar, and soon the boys and girls on the dance floor were swinging their bodies wantonly.

Zhao Yuanlang crossed his legs and looked at Zhao Heng, the martial king of the Great Qin Empire, who was sitting next to him and drinking several bottles of wine one after another. Then he shook his head helplessly and slowly started eating the fruit plate in front of him.

Soon, the private room was noisy because the fat man Zhao Heng saw the female star singing on the huge screen. Zhao Yuanlang lazily opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Heng who was singing loudly and unscrupulously, and laughed, "I didn't expect that the Shangwu Lord of the Great Qin Empire would be so interested in the super star Agrippina of the Federation."

"Tsk, you don't understand at all. This girl's family background is not simple. Looking at the Federation, the Four Empires, and the current Papal States, there are only a handful of people who are worthy of me, and she is one of them."

There is something else behind these words. Zhao Yuanlang squinted his eyes and looked at Agrippina on the screen. She is just a super star, but does she have a deeper identity?

Zhao Yuanlang took advantage of Zhao Heng's inattention and separated a trace of his spiritual consciousness to integrate into the network, but he did not see Zhao Heng's thoughtful eyes.

It was very strange that no identity information could be found about Agrippina, the famous superstar in the Federation. This was wrong, very wrong. As Zhao Yuanlang began to dig deeper and deeper, he directly invaded the Federation's Population Information Bureau, but he did not find any information.

It's quite interesting. Zhao Yuanlang smiled with the corners of his mouth raised. A 19-year-old girl is so extraordinary. It seems that there is an unfathomable force behind her.

After Zhao Heng finished singing the song, he got some incense from somewhere, held a small copper burner mysteriously, and lit the incense.

"This is life. You can do whatever you want. In the palace, I am controlled by my brother, my mother, my sister-in-law, and I have to take care of those little bastards. I don't have any freedom at all."

Zhao Yuanlang glanced at Zhao Heng, who looked extremely comfortable. If you exclude his strange strength, he was just a playboy.

Not long after the pleasant time, Meng Zhenxi hurried in and saluted Zhao Heng: "I have to regretfully tell you that there is a rumor that someone is coming for you tonight."

Meichuan Zhibao, who was following behind Meng Zhenxi, listened carefully to the information on the communicator, raised his head and said carefully: "I'm sorry, I think we have to evacuate immediately, Colonel Zhao Yuanlang, I hope you will also participate in this protection operation, because this is the order of His Excellency the President."

A tense atmosphere permeated the private room. The men in black in the corridor began to carefully check each box, drove all the guests to the lobby on the first floor, and then formed a battle formation in an orderly manner.

Zhao Yuanlang was so unlucky that he didn't expect that the day he just wanted to hide would be ruined by Zhao Heng, a bastard. He had to stand up and straighten his clothes. He said expressionlessly to Zhao Heng who didn't care, "Please evacuate here."

"Boring, really boring." Zhao Heng muttered as he put on his coat, then extinguished the incense, hid the small copper stove somewhere, and walked out of the private room first.

A dozen black-clad bodyguards in the corridor began to pull out their weapons, with their fingers on the trigger. If anyone dared to show up, he would be greeted by a hail of bullets.

Zhao Yuanlang walked in the front, while Zhao Heng walked behind with a pout on his face and an official pace. Behind him, one could clearly see traces of sweat on the foreheads of Meng Zhenxi and Meichuan Zhibao.

Suddenly, the lights in the entire corridor went out, and flashes of light began to flash from both ends of the corridor.

Zhao Yuanlang immediately turned around and tried to tackle Zhao Heng, but found that Zhao Heng was already lying on the ground. Zhao Yuanlang took out his gun and fired several shots at the flashing light. For a moment, the whole corridor was filled with dense gunfire and bright lights.

Soon, everything became quiet. After several men in black took out their lights, people discovered that the two agents who were originally standing on both sides of the corridor were now lying on the ground with their bodies shattered and wearing expressionless white masks on their heads.

The attack caused seven or eight casualties among the bodyguards in the corridor, but soon more bodyguards rushed up from downstairs.

"How is this possible. Barry, Patton. This is... why?" Umekawa Tomoyasu looked at the two agents whose masks had been taken off with some surprise and disbelief.

Agents who are selected for the Secret Service will be examined countless times, and even their ancestors will be traced back to three generations. After they are confirmed to be absolutely loyal to the Federation, they will undergo inhuman ideological education and training before they will be successfully selected. Moreover, the two dead people were brothers, and they were even called the Lion King Brothers.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shangwu, it's my mistake. I thought we should evacuate immediately. I didn't expect there was a traitor among us." Umekawa Tomoyasu explained to Zhao Heng with mixed feelings.

"Also, thank you, Colonel Zhao Yuanlang. You are truly a hero of the Federation."

Soon, they retreated to the lobby on the first floor, where stood a row of black-clad bodyguards holding submachine guns. They had expressionless faces and looked coldly at the crowd squatting on the ground and shivering.

A huge mecha! It flew in from the sky above the nightclub and landed directly in the crowd. Its huge weight crushed the few people who couldn't dodge it into a pulp.

While the Secret Service bodyguards were still looking at the mecha falling from the sky in surprise, Zhao Yuanlang had already moved. He turned into a ball of light and kicked hard at the mechanical arm of the mecha that was trying to pull the trigger.

People only heard a huge roar, and the civilians began to flee in panic because the mecha was actually kicked down.

This is simply unbelievable. Non-human power? Zhao Heng's eyes were calm, as if he thought it was normal for Zhao Yuanlang to knock down the mecha with one blow, but in the eyes of others, this was too abnormal. Although this was the smallest mecha model in the Federation, this thing also weighed two or three tons.

Zhao Yuanlang did not stop and punched directly at the cockpit of the mecha. He could clearly see the surprised expression of the pilot inside. With the dull sound of "dong dong dong", the cockpit which was originally in the center of the mecha was deformed by the hammer.

The driver tried to stand up in a hurry, but found that the mecha could not get up under the man. He had to frantically operate the mechanical arm to wave it around. Countless bullets burst out from the guns at the end of the mechanical arm, shattering the roof of the entire nightclub into pieces, with debris flying all over the sky.

A killing machine that combines federal technology with military purposes. At this moment, it seemed like a complete shame. Although it was just an ordinary small military mecha, being pressed to the ground and hammered by a person made anyone feel that mechas were just like this.

Meng Zhenxi was a little depressed and took a sip of wine from the bar. He was so naive at the beginning. No wonder he was knocked unconscious by the opponent in just two or three hits. How much difference is there between his strength and that of His Highness Heng Gongzi? It should be about the same.

How is it possible? His Highness Young Master Heng is the pride of the Great Qin. This federal man can never compare to him. Meng Zhenxi secretly glanced at the calm Zhao Heng and gave up his previous idea.