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Chapter 87 The second goal

Tang Ji just sat next to Lopez, holding the body and checking his pockets. He felt that he would never be able to guess what Lopez was thinking.

What was he thinking? Why did he think he could have a decent ending? Why did he think he couldn't shoot?

That's weird, isn't it?

Tanguy found a bank safe key, several credit cards, and a ring engraved with the Losas logo from Lopez.

The Losas organization is a vest that players have only put on in recent years, and as a retiree, Lopez actually has such a ring, which is simply unspeakable loyalty.

The prelude gunshots were loud and crisp, startling a few seagulls and a few tourists picking up shells on the beach. When Tang Ji passed by, he said apologetically: "Sorry, I wish you a happy day."

He saw a dozen security personnel gathering toward him a few hundred meters away. Lopez had bodyguards, but he misjudged Tang Ji's purpose.

Tang Ji doesn't care much about the process, the result will not change anyway.

He had already seen Wang Zhengdao standing not far away, waving to him.

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He estimated that he would never get used to the feeling of jumping in space, especially the continuous jumps.

Tang Ji was leaning on the side of the road, dressed in rough clothes, taking big gulps of mineral water.

Wang Zhengdao wasn't doing much better either. Sweat was dripping down his temples and his face was pale. He had overused his abilities today.

"Who is the next target?" Tang Ji turned around and leaned on the roadside. Judging from the sign at the intersection, they were still in Gaul.

"Cristia Inoa, her identity is a designer." Wang Zhengdao straightened up: "We have to visit a few more targets before those naturalized people react."

"You have the final say, I'm only responsible for shooting." Tang Ji lit a cigarette, looked at Wang Zhengdao, and gave him one: "Are you sure you're fine?"

"Just give me fifteen minutes." Wang Zhengdao puffed out a cigarette and looked like an old smoker: "Those players have the advantage in computing power. We have been looking for their computing power center. In past actions,

, we simply cannot use transportation through normal channels."

"In the past five years, 60% of the air crashes were related to us. Our people will be discovered almost as soon as they get on the plane." Wang Zhengdao smiled bitterly: "Our field personnel suffered heavy losses, and many people simply

He left the Ark organization and hid in the dark and worked alone."

"I heard that they have mastered a super human who can invade the network, similar to a network ghost, is it true?" Tang Ji thought of the previous rumors. He was not good at this, but with Ethan's solemn assurance, they

Several operations have been attacked from external networks.

"God knows, I am also a superhuman, but my understanding of my abilities is more intuitive." Wang Zhengdao retched a few times and gave himself a weird injection: "Let's go, there are many more on our list.

People, we have never had the right opportunity or reason to kill these people before."

This is the crux of the Ark organization. When players return to this world, they will either hide in a dark corner or show up and be killed by players.

As long as every time the players leave this world, they can take bold actions. Many naturalized people have already been identified, and the prophet can only keep them as bait, waiting to catch a big fish.

But the big fish didn't wait, a shark did wait.

Tang Ji is the shark that rushed into the fish pond. He doesn't know what planning means before deciding, and what the overall situation means. He only knows that the player deserves to die, and so do the naturalized people who seek refuge with the player.

As for identifying the identity, just leave it to that weird system. If the player is really killed, his real name will be included in the list, and his abilities will be completely exposed to him.

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Cristia Inoa is a beautiful-looking girl, white, gender-transgender, a pioneer in the fashion industry, and a well-known fashion blogger.

Just looking at this information, Tang Ji started to have a headache. Even if she was not a naturalized person, this was still a big trouble.

"She doesn't look like a naturalized person at all." Tang Ji is now downstairs of Inoa's company, watching her walk into the building with her head held high.

"She is indeed. Her latest task is to design clothing for the upcoming players that combines their aesthetic characteristics." Wang Zhengdao sat in the coffee shop across the street, enjoying the music and sunshine: "Work harder, I have been unhappy for a long time.

She got it."

"I don't understand, what are her interests? How old is she this year? Twenty or twenty-one? At her age, she is already successful enough." Tang Ji walked into the hall wearing a black suit: "What did the player promise her?

benefit?"

"I guess she doesn't care who the two sides of this war are at all. The reason why she succeeds is that she relies on the design style from another world provided by the players." Wang Zhengdao looked at the observation elevator of the building opposite with his binoculars and stared.

Follow Inoa's every move.

"Why did we find her first? It sounds like she is just a stupid girl." Tang Ji used a forged work card to fool the security guard and entered the elevator.

"Because she has several gamer boyfriends and a gamer girlfriend, we guess she has a certain understanding of that world." Wang Zhengdao saw Inoa answer the phone, then his face changed drastically, and he hurried out of the elevator.

"The difficulty of the mission has been upgraded, friend. It seems that someone notified her that something happened. This proves that she still has some status among the naturalized people." He drank coffee leisurely and urged Tang Ji: "She is on the thirty-second floor.

Got off the elevator."

"Oh, by the way, she is quite a well-known internet troll, and she has always been an unequivocal supporter of Losas." Wang Zhengdao added: "She has also trolled you online. You must have something in common."

"It doesn't sound like something the player did." Tang Ji got off the elevator from the 25th floor and pressed the button of the elevator where Inoya was.

"Maybe it's a disguise? Like the retired naturalized person, she is also a special case. Apart from her, no other naturalized person has maintained such a stable relationship with the player." Wang Zhengdao glanced at the corner of the road and saw three cars.

Turned over in a hurry.

"The naturalized armed forces have arrived." Wang Zhengdao reminded Tang Ji: "They are pretty good, don't be careless."

"Are you planning to live?" Tang Ji watched the elevator door open, and Cristino Inoa stood inside impatiently.

"This elevator is full, wait for the next one!" Inoa didn't even want to look at the man outside, and directly reached out and pressed the door close button.

The next second, she suddenly felt a chill on her forehead, and the prelude's gun pointed at her and she took a few steps inside.

"I think this place is quite spacious." Tang Ji stood next to Inoa, canceled going downstairs, and directly pressed the button leading to the top floor: "We can have a good chat."


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