The convoy first went to the hospital to settle down the ambulance and the injured police officers, and then returned to the Public Security Bureau.

The guards from the experimental base were escorted in, and the body of the red-haired young man was sent to the Public Security Bureau for forensic examination.

Twenty minutes later, after finishing his report to his boss, Harry walked out and walked half a street to buy his own lunch.

The store is not big, and the chef behind the glass window is a bald man over two meters tall, with a waistline that is almost as tall as his height. The bone-chopping knife with a cold light that can easily be suspected as a murder weapon is usually in his hand.

Used to carve up chicken.

"Harry, you guys made a big fuss today!"

The chef shook the heavy steel knife in his hand, "What do you want?"

“Three chicken salad wraps, and a chicken drumstick.”

Harry loosened his tie, found a place in front of the display window where the oil stain was less conspicuous, leaned on it, and said, "Did you also see what happened on the bridge?"

The chef said while busy: "It's spread all over the place. Even in Violet, it's still relatively rare for so many bazookas to go on stage at the same time."

Harry rubbed his forehead and said: "Yeah, the origin of so many rocket launchers is really confusing, so do you have any news in this regard?"

bass!

The blade of the knife scraped on the chopping board, pressed the rolled pancakes, and then picked up all three chicken rolls with one knife and threw them into the paper bag.

The dark-skinned bald chef handed the food to Harry: "I don't produce the goods anyway, but I've been idle for a while. If you need any help from me, just ask."

Harry made an OK gesture and left with the chicken rolls and chicken drumsticks.

He strolled along Violet Street. The pedestrian areas on both sides of the street were emotionally designed with bricks of different colors spliced ​​together, like a jigsaw puzzle, but there were signs of cracks and dents in many places.

There was also a street lamp that was pulled out directly, broken into two pieces, and fell to the side.

The Violet State will not repair the damage left by martial artists in street fights unless they destroy the main circuits of government facilities.

If a fighter breaks into a house during a fight, it becomes a matter between the owner of the house and them.

This has formed a unique style of the Violet State, with traces of dilapidation and repair everywhere. Many people deliberately preserved the remains of buildings after the battle, and with a little stabilization, it became a unique architectural style.

However, when Harry came to the coast and looked across the sparkling water at Goldfinch Island, what came into view was a manor-style building that was exquisite, elegant, and even rich in history.

The old nobles and the new upper class all live there, and their subordinates have enough power to ensure the integrity of their homes.

Harry was lying on the railing. When he was eating the last chicken roll, he took out his cell phone with his other hand and dialed a number.

"Hey, hey, boss, it's me, Harry.

The group of people you sent out not only failed to eliminate the guy who destroyed the base, but instead became prisoners. Now that person named Guan Luoyang has cooperated with Faqi.

Well, I still haven't asked how he discovered that base. Maybe it was just intuition.

You know, there are indeed some fighters whose intuition is completely unreasonable, and they dare to do things according to their intuition, which is so simple that it is terrifying."

On the other end of the phone, there was the faint sound of burning a cigar, followed by the whining of a dog. It seemed that a large dog approached its owner, but was immediately kicked away.

"Stupid dog, you soiled my sleeves! Has it not been gelded yet?"

"Yes, boss, this is the number 16 that was sent a while ago. You were interested in its vitality."

"Then let's send it to play with No. 3 tonight. No. 3 has also reached its estrus period. I don't know if No. 3 will keep beating the opponent this time, or if it will knock No. 3 down."

When the boss said this, he laughed happily, and then his voice came closer to the microphone, "Harry, I heard everything you just said, so what do you think should be done?"

"The origins of Faqi's people are somewhat mysterious to begin with. After uniting with the old nobles, they have become a big threat. With this person in mind this time, I think we should take some drastic measures."

Harry had already finished his lunch and replied fluently, "We can no longer limit ourselves to rocket launchers and other methods. I request the boss to dispatch an odd number of troops."

The boss said casually: "Odd troops, how many do you want to mobilize?"

Harry: "Preferably all of them."

"All...it's not possible. Some of them have been away recently, so I'll send four-sevenths first."

The boss said, "In addition, in the base where the serial number is a single digit, you can fully mobilize the latest batch of goods."

Harry said: "Shall I take command? Then I may need a few more bases as bait."

"It doesn't matter if the base is destroyed, but you have to organize the data in advance."

The boss obviously took a puff of his cigar, and said with the sound of puffing out the smoke, "The research that Shenwu Guiyi has cooperated with us is approaching an important moment. I am looking forward to the results of this project and will never allow any more data loss."

, delaying the progress.”

After Harry agreed, he waited for the other party to hang up the phone first.

Looking up at the sky where the sun is the most scorching in the day, he slowly stretched his waist, made a pistol gesture towards the sun, and made a simulated hissing sound.

"The outstanding magician has to work again."

………………

On the yacht, Guan Luoyang knew the names of the two people next to Faqi.

The powerful boxer with pigtails is called Tebo, and the man with the sword is called Jubei.

The interrogation of the foil man had no results. He was a four-star fighter who relied on his own solid training, and many methods failed to produce good results for him.

But fortunately, Faqi didn't lie before. They had indeed worked hard to investigate the existence of clones. Even if they didn't pry into the man's mouth, they still got a lot of information and shared this information with Guan Luoyang.

In fact, they have selected several suspicious locations, but they are still not completely sure to launch the offensive. These locations are quite special. If it is discovered after the raid that it is not a clone base, the old nobles of Violet will

, which is also somewhat difficult to handle.

The reason why Faqi rushed over in such a hurry to invite Guan Luoyang to cooperate was because he deduced that Guan Luoyang had some unique screening methods that could determine which ones were clones.

Guan Luoyang still answered with intuition, but he also admitted their guess in disguise, and agreed to wait until tonight to go to those locations to check.

"Why not go now?"

Gu Zhen

Except for holding a samurai sword in his hand, Jubei actually looked like a handsome urban white-collar man in a shirt and trousers. He asked, "A base has been destroyed. If they become alert, can we destroy the other bases?"

The base has also been moved..."

Guan Luoyang said: "If they are really determined to do that, then the time from when I destroyed that base to now is enough time for them to react. Rushing now will not help."

Faqi continued: "But the possibility of this is actually very small. A base like this cannot be built simply by building it. The manpower and material resources consumed in it, I believe no force in the entire Violet can take it seriously.

And they don’t know how much information we have. Mr. Guan’s performance in destroying one base is far from enough to panic them enough to move other bases.”

Jubei nodded and did not ask any more questions.

"Okay! Then Mr. Guan, let's rest here first. You can go anywhere on this yacht. Just don't forget to have dinner at the restaurant at six o'clock in the afternoon, and then we can move together."

Faqi stood up and said goodbye, "See you in the evening."

After the three of them left, they helped Guan Luoyang close the door.

After enjoying the sea breeze on the deck for a while, the three people gathered in Faqi's room.

There was a strange luster in Tie Bo's left eye. His eyeball looked like an ordinary person, but it was actually a creation of fighting technology called "Feng Shui Engine", which could control Feng Shui everywhere in the world at all times.

Draw a fierce energy from the field.

This speed of replenishment is faster than the speed of consumption by the fighter himself. In other words, as long as Tie Bo survives, the "qi" in his body can always remain at its peak strength no matter how long the battle lasts.

Moreover, the Feng Shui engine also helps him feel various auras and magnetic fields. For example, now, he uses subtle means to isolate the outside world from the perception of the room.

Regardless of whether it is a thermal imager, a bug, a mental scan, or simply hearing, there is no way to detect what is happening in the room without disturbing the iron wave.

Now, there is only one thing on them that can communicate with the outside world without being interfered by signals.

Faqi took out a palm-sized puppet and carved it into a human shape. Although the limbs were rough and there was no hair, the facial features were exquisite, including the pupils. He also used various colors of oil paint to carefully depict colorful patterns like poisonous snakes on it.

This is a high-level magical object belonging to the descendants of Xu Fu and the Shenwu family. It is a witchcraft doll that can communicate with the other party without any obstacles on a global scale even if the other party is in a magnetic storm, hurricane, between volcanoes, under the iron mines, or under the deep sea.

Originally, in that family, only the gods and warriors of the past generations were united. As those with the most outstanding bloodline qualifications, they could freely use this magical weapon.

But in this generation, there is also a divine warrior Maha who can spread this kind of thing to his tribe at will.

"team leader!"

Faqi called twice to the witchcraft doll. After getting through, he briefly explained the situation here, "That's the thing. The origin of this Guan Luoyang is unknown. He is probably also a reincarnation, and he is still the kind of comparison

He is rare and has a passionate tendency towards justice. He is a good tool."

A thought emanated from the witchcraft doll, and Shenwu Maha's low and deep voice sounded directly in the minds of the three team members.

"Okay. But since you want to use him as a sword, you should temper your habits a little recently to prevent this kind of person from getting too excited and directly fighting with you first, which will cause serious problems.

Especially you, Tie Bo, there are a lot of prostitutes in the Violet State, so you can try to find young ones and don't go out to do those things recently."

Faqi responded: "Don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Shenwu Maha continued: "I already have clues here, but I accidentally aroused the alert of some people in the Red Star War Beast. After I dispatch them and get the things, I will rush to join you immediately."

Faqi frowned and said: "Red Star War Beast, that nominally global supernatural disaster prevention and treatment organization headquartered in the Asia-Pacific region?"

Shenwu Maha said in a low voice: "It's just a seaside branch. Except for the few people in their headquarters, I don't care about anyone else."

………………

"call--"
To be continued...