True and False Masters

Author: Just a little demon in the mortal world

True and False Masters

Police cars parked in rows, and the cordon stretched from the entrance of No. 7 Middle School to Shengli Road. Two streets were completely blocked, and the surrounding people were evacuated urgently.

More than a dozen grass-green military vehicles passed by outside the street, and soldiers in camouflage with live ammunition ran out of the vehicles to help maintain order and prevent people from deliberately provoking trouble and rushing through checkpoints.

Some people may have never seen this situation in their entire lives, but now it is happening in Dachang City and around people.

"Is this something big happening? A drill?" asked a fat man who was watching.

"You came to the downtown area for a drill, aren't you looking for trouble? In my opinion, someone is probably robbing a bank. Isn't that how it is done in TV dramas?" Another guy in black spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth, enjoying the taste.

The little fat man was unconvinced: "Robbery of banks, what age are these? You can't even buy firecrackers on the street, is it possible to rob with a kitchen knife?"

The guy in black lowered his voice: "Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean others can't do it. The world is full of water!"

"Is it possible that you have some inside story?" The little fat man looked at the little brother in black in shock.

An ordinary face, a sad stubble, and an unruly and dissolute temperament.

Is this the legendary master?

"Brother, tell me more about it?" The little fat man took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag and lit it for the little brother in black.

"Suck~"

The boy in black took a hard sip, and the little fat man saw sparks flickering between his rough, weather-covered fingers, and half of the flower was lost in an instant.

"Boss, that's awesome!" the little fat man praised angrily, and pointed at this lung capacity, how could this be for an average person?

"You're lucky today, I think I'm getting along with you, so why don't you tell me about it?" The young man in black quietly took the remaining Huazi from the fat man's bag.

"Tell me, tell me!" the little fat man rubbed his hands excitedly.

The young man in black raised his head and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle. His eyes suddenly became deep, as if he was deep in thought about the past. He blew out a lingering smoke ring and slowly began to talk.

"People are divided into good and evil, and good and evil will always exist. In this seemingly stable and peaceful society, there are actually undercurrents and various evil forces, especially the Blackfoot Party, the 4K Party, and the Brotherhood. These parties are extremely vicious and powerful.

All over the world, in that year, I held a gun in both hands, not knowing what an opponent was..."

Following the description of the little brother in black, the little fat man was fascinated by the description. He wished he was the little brother, transformed into the god of death in the hail of bullets, walking between life and death, enjoying revenge!

…

After three cigarettes were burned out, the story came to an end. The boy in black waved his hand with melancholy eyes, rejecting the fat man's affectionate offer to stay.

Before leaving, he only left a mysterious code, telling the little fat man that he could go here to check his deeds if necessary.

The little fat man excitedly took out his mobile phone and entered the mysterious code. The webpage slowly refreshed, and a site with pictures and texts opened.

American drama paradise!

The little fat man did not believe in evil and repeatedly checked and refreshed, but those four big characters kept appearing, repeatedly stimulating the little fat man's fragile mind.

The superior image of the little brother in black suddenly collapsed, and the little fat man even heard the sound of his own heart being broken.

"No, it's not him, it must be the wrong way I opened it!" The little fat man put his trembling hands into his pocket, wanting to give himself a shot of Huazi to calm his shock.

"Gan, where is Hua Zi? Where is my Hua Zi!" The little fat man burst into tears and cried heartbreakingly.

…

"Has Team Zhao contacted Zhao Kaiming?"

In the cordon, Chen Mo, captain of the Dachang City Special Forces Team, walked around anxiously.

"Not yet, we can't contact him, and his satellite positioning can't be displayed. We suspect that he is involved in a supernatural incident." A clerk replied.

Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I'm really anxious. What about Zhao Jianguo? Didn't Zhao Jianguo say he has support? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

He knew how scary the knocker was. One visit was enough for him, but he didn't expect that it would happen again just a few months later.

After spending so much manpower and material resources and causing so many casualties, he felt that his role as captain of the special operations team was about to end.

"Hurry up and hurry up. If I fail, you won't be able to live well!" Chen Mo couldn't help but scolded.

…

Amidst the commotion and noise, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, going from blurry to solid in just a moment, and finally formed the appearance of a young man in black robes.

The person who came was none other than Luo Yi, the person in charge of Yuzhou City who came to support him.

With just one glance, Luo Yi roughly understood the location and scope of the incident.

This incident is probably even more serious than the incident at No. 7 Middle School.

As he stepped forward, the space beside Luo Yi faintly fluctuated like water ripples. If he looked closely, it was as if the air was flowing and his vision was distorted under the scorching sun.

"Hey, how did you squeeze in, where is my photographer?" A beautiful woman with glasses holding a microphone next to him asked doubtfully. Did he remember that the person next to him was not her photographer before?

"That's how I walked in." Luo Yi said calmly.

"You're in good health. People from the third and third floors here can squeeze in." Liu Wen's eyes lit up. "Do you want to make money? My partner just happened to be lost in the squeeze. How about you help me carry the camera, no matter if the photo is taken or not.

Big news, I’ll give you two hundred yuan?”

Luo Yi looked up and down at this familiar woman. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with shoulder-length short hair, delicate light makeup on her face, a professional gray suit on her upper body, and a matching skirt on her lower body, which was exposed under the skirt.

A pair of well-proportioned white calves, with black high heels on their feet.

He looks pretty good, and his whole person exudes a generous and intellectual air.

"Are you a reporter?"

"You recognized me, I am Liu Wen, the famous location host of Dachang City TV Station."

Liu Wen flipped her hair, with some pride in her eyes. As a newcomer who has just graduated two years ago, she is already quite proud to be the location host of a local official media.

"I didn't recognize it, I just saw you holding the microphone." Luo Yi shook his head, "Besides, I'm not interested in helping you carry the camera."

"You guy with no eyesight," Liu Wen muttered in a low voice, "You can't see anything here. There are so many people blocking the front. You might as well help me take a picture of the surrounding situation. How about this? How about I give you three hundred

?" Liu Wen stretched out her fingers in pain and made a three sign.

You must know that once she went on location, the subsidy was only a few hundred yuan, and now half of it was gone.

"Three hundred? You are really generous, but if you say you can't get in, that's just because you can't get in." Luo Yi ignored her, raised his legs and walked forward.

As Luo Yi started to take off, the crowd in front of him was cut off like a stream of water, revealing a road half a meter wide. However, the people around him didn't notice anything strange at all.

"What's going on? Why did these people suddenly move to both sides?" Liu Wen widened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

Luo Yi walked among the crowded crowd, as if walking on flat ground. After he walked through, the passage behind him began to slowly shrink.

"Hey, wait for me!" Liu Wen hurriedly picked up the camera and squeezed in with her neck scrunched up.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the cordon one after the other. In front of them stood rows of soldiers with cross-guns.

"How did you do that?" Liu Wen hurriedly hung the photography equipment on herself.

"Didn't you see everything? You just walked in." Luo Yi looked at her and made a walking gesture with his fingers.

"Nonsense, then why can't I do it and neither can they?" Liu Wen pointed at herself and a large group of people behind her.

Luo Yi shrugged: "Then I can only blame you for your poor legs and feet. This is the same as driving a Mazda and being stuck in traffic jams, but driving a Bentley is not."

Liu Wen lowered her head and looked at her own little white legs, then looked at other people's, raised her head and said, "Are you scolding me?"

"It depends on how you understand it," Luo Yi said, turning to the soldiers maintaining order: "Get out of the way!"

The soldier maintaining order raised his eyebrows, tightened his gun in his hand, and said angrily: "What are you going to do? This place has been sealed off. Please retreat!"

Liu Wen looked at the angry soldier, her heart trembled, she hurriedly stepped forward to hold Luo Yi, smiled at the soldier and said, "Comrade, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this friend of mine, um, is not very good!"

He drew several circles on his head with his fingers.

"Then keep an eye on him. This is a temporary military control area. You can't force your way in." The soldier's expression relaxed and his tone became much softer.

Everyone understands that there is something wrong with the brain!

Luo Yi frowned, took out an ID from his pocket and threw it over, "Interpol is handling the case, you, get out of the way."

"Are you really crazy!" Liu Wen was directly frightened by Luo Yi's operation, "You have seen too many 007s. Do you know that impersonating a police officer is a crime and is punishable by the International Criminal Court."

"Sorry, sir, please come in!" After checking, the soldier saluted, stepped aside, and handed over his ID with a respectful look.

Luo Yi took back his certificate and stepped into the blocked area.

Liu Wen looked stunned outside. When Luo Yi's figure was about to disappear, she woke up and said: "Comrade, we are together, together. In fact, I am... I am his assistant!"

After Liu Wen finished speaking, she couldn't help but secretly thought that she was smart.

There was a trace of hesitation on the soldier's face.

"There's a show!" Liu Wen thought to herself.

"Just let me in, it will be difficult for him to do things alone without me." Liu Wen lowered the corners of her mouth, showing a pitiful look.

The soldier scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

There isn't even a hen in this army, let alone a beauty like Liu Wen who acts like a spoiled child.
To be continued...