Wizard: I can extract identities

Seeing this, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and then said loudly: "Everyone, I think Mayor Witt is right. We should indeed put up a strong resistance. We can't let those lunatics continue to wreak havoc. Otherwise, what will become of our prosperous city? Everyone can imagine it!"

"I propose that the army enter Lightley and arrest all those lunatics. If anyone dares to resist or escape, they will be shot on the spot and will never be tolerated!"

As the middle-aged man said, the entire conference room fell silent in an instant.

After a moment, another bald old man stood up and said, "How to deal with the card master?"

Ordinary extraordinary people may be able to deal with them with hot weapons, but extraordinary people of the level of card masters can't do anything to them unless they use missiles.

But who dares to use missiles in the city?

There is no such lunatic present!

"Regarding the card master, I already have a solution, so don't worry." Witt said with a smile.

"Oh, what solution? Tell me quickly." The bald old man was suddenly shocked and asked.

"It's actually very simple." The middle-aged man showed a sneer on his face, then took out a coin from his pocket and threw it on the table.

The coin fell to the ground with a crisp "click" sound, and everyone looked at the coin on the table.

The coin is the same size as the coins circulating on the market, but it is more round and delicate, and has a light golden color, which looks like it has been coated with a layer of oil.

Witt looked at the coin on the table, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said: "There will be extraordinary people in the Special Affairs Bureau to deal with the card user. After all, there are not only timid turtles in a lake, but also man-eating crocodiles..."

After listening to Witt's words, the eyes of the bald old man and others lit up.

The Special Affairs Bureau is an organization with extraordinary people sitting in it, and Meng En is also a department specifically responsible for handling special situations. There must be a lot of powerful extraordinary people among them, and it is normal for a few people who don't like the card organization to appear.

In this way, if someone takes action against the card user, then they will be sure to eliminate the group of lunatics.

After figuring it all out, everyone felt relieved.

"Since everyone has no objection, let's get ready. I hope I can receive good news from you before I go to bed tonight." Witt smiled slightly, then clapped his hands, signaling that everyone could leave.

When everyone left, Witt's mouth hooked a cruel arc, and whispered: "Since you crazy people don't leave me a way to live, don't blame me for being cruel. This time, I will let you die here completely!"

As the mayor of Laitley City, Witt's future and destiny are pinned on Laitley City. How can he tolerate the rampage of the card organization?

Although Witt has long known that the card organization is difficult to deal with, even the Special Affairs Bureau can't do anything about it, but the card organization destroyed Laitley City's accumulation of nearly a year in just a few days, which is something Witt cannot end.

If he doesn't stand up again, then his future in this life will end here. He will never allow any threat to his political career to exist.

Even if these threats are brought to him by the card user, he still chooses to oppose it.

After waiting for everyone to leave, Witt turned back to his seat, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

After the call was connected, he immediately said: "You will be able to take action soon. Remember, don't hurt innocent people."

After hanging up the phone, Witt closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally slowly opened his eyes, and then whispered: "Come here."

Then, two black-clad bodyguards walked in from outside the door.

"Immediately summon all security guards and guards in the mayor's mansion and let them gather on the second floor. In addition, summon all staff and let them all gather in the conference hall." After Witt gave two instructions, he closed his eyes again.

Soon, the city government was shrouded in a tense and serious atmosphere.

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The night enveloped Laitley. Although the entire Laitley city was brightly lit and neon lights were flashing, there were very few pedestrians on the streets, which seemed even more deserted.

Even the brightest lights could not illuminate the darkness of Laitley City.

In this case, thousands of soldiers with live ammunition entered Laitley City in batches, and advanced towards the city center from different directions.

Each of these soldiers stared at the surroundings with a stern look, and would immediately make an attacking gesture if they found a suspicious person.

Moreover, these soldiers were all equipped with advanced thermal weapons, submachine guns, machine guns, sniper rifles...

All kinds of weapons are available.

Behind these soldiers, there are armored vehicles.

If there were not few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, these armored vehicles would really be useless.

In addition, there are hundreds of armed special police patrolling in the city. These people are also fully armed and look solemn.

At this time, only twenty minutes have passed since Witt called.

However, the entire city of Latley has entered a state of combat.

It can be seen that the top leaders of Latley have long been dissatisfied with the card organization.

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On a street somewhere, a black car was parked on the side of the road, and the driver in the driving position was smoking a cigarette.

There was also a motorcycle parked next to the car, and the man in the driving seat was also smoking and playing with the motorcycle keys in his hand leisurely.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came, and then three young men hurried over.

"What are you doing? What are you dawdling for? Have you found any prey?" The man on the motorcycle stared at the three young men in front of him and said.

Among the three young men, a shorter one said with a bitter face: "Brother, we have searched everywhere, but we can't find anyone. Look at who is still on the street now? People are hiding in their homes, how can we find them!"

"Waste! You can't even do this little thing, what use do I have for you!" The man on the motorcycle cursed.

He and the man in the car were ordinary members of the card organization. After a period of fruitless search, they gave up looking for Cassius, but took this opportunity to collect money and molest women.

And these three young men are their hounds, specializing in finding rich people or beautiful women for them.

The short young man trembled all over when he heard this, and begged for mercy: "Brother, we can't do anything about this, unless we break into a private residence, but that is a serious violation of the law. If we are arrested, we will be in trouble."

"Yeah, brother, we can't do anything..." The other two young men also wailed with bitter faces.

"Damn it, get out!" The man on the motorcycle cursed.

The three young men hurriedly ran away as if they had been pardoned, fearing that this madman would catch up and beat them up to vent his anger.

The man on the motorcycle looked at the three fleeing young men, curled his lips in disdain, continued to hold the cigarette, and prepared to start his motorcycle.