Chapter 82: Senior Agent
The girl is very beautiful, with long hair and a shawl, and a white dress, her skin is as white as milk, and her temperament is serene.
Li Xing frowned slightly, and from the girl's eyes, he felt an obvious hostility.
"That's Cynthia!"
Pascal also saw the blonde girl and introduced, "She's Seaman's sister...... At the same time, he is Dia's girlfriend. ”
Dia?
Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Li Xing quickly scavenged memories of him from his mind.
On the day of the assassination of Marcus, the poor guy who was kicked off his leg in the storage room.
No wonder she is so hostile......
Looking at Li Xing suddenly, Pascal continued: "And Aika is also Dia's best friend, plus Christie has praised your strength many times, he is very unconvinced, so ...... You know. ”
So there was the scene of attacking Li Xing, to see if Li Xing was indeed as powerful as Christie said, but he was overturned all at once.
If it weren't for the weight-bearing vest on his body, it is estimated that half his life would be gone.
Li Xing finally understood where their hostility came from, and it seemed that the problem was the incident that accidentally injured Dia.
When I walked into the room, I saw Cynthia walking out of a room with a medical kit, and walked towards the door without looking at the two of them.
Pascal shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk forward with Li Xing.
There was also a door on the opposite side, and after pushing the door open, Li Xing saw a more open field.
There are no other machinery and equipment used to repair cars in front, but huge sandbags, heavy barbells, and targets full of bullet holes.
This is a comprehensive training ground, and Li Xing even saw a few wooden figures erected in the corner.
"Do you want to play two. ”
Pascal handed over the pistol and pointed to the target over there.
"Forget it. Li Xing shook his head and walked towards the huge sandbag.
"I'm more interested in this. ”
Pascal was slightly stunned.
The sandbag that had always been Seaman's preserve wasn't something the rest of the people couldn't use, but for them, it wasn't a sandbag at all.
With a diameter of three meters, a height of five meters, and a total weight of more than three tons, this thing can still be called a sandbag?
An ordinary person punches on it, it is no different from hitting a wall, and the sandbags do not carry a trace of dangling.
Only a martial artist like Siman can use this sandbag for exercise.
The moment Li Xing saw this sandbag, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.
One of the most effective ways to do a regular martial arts workout is to attack a target like crazy and unleash your power.
And suffering from his own terrifying power, Li Xing has always struggled to find a target that is enough to carry his full strength.
Now, he's finally found it.
With a faint excitement, the pace gradually accelerated, and finally turned into a sprint.
With a sudden step, several cracks appeared on the solid ground in an instant, and the right leg suddenly popped out like a cannonball, and with a violent wind whistle, it slammed into the sandbag!
Boom!!
Like a muffled thunder, the sandbag shook violently.
"Interesting ......"
Li Xing licked his lips and punched it again!
Bang! Bang!
Punch after punch, the sandbag shook more and more.
Behind, looking at Li Xing, who had beaten a three-ton sandbag high, Pascal's eyelids couldn't help but jump wildly.
This guy is so perverted......
Outside, Cynthia, who was treating Ekka's injuries, was also stunned for a while, and Cynson and Garcia next to her looked at each other.
In the midst of them, the weight jacket that had been taken off from Aika's body was removed, and a visible dent appeared on the two-centimeter-thick steel plate.
Aika also looked at the steel plate in a cold sweat.
That was the position that was kicked by Li Xing.
............
On the road outside Dirty Water Street, several police cars are parked on the side of the road with flashing police lights, and there is an ambulance next to it.
A police officer emerges from the ambulance with a folder.
"Did you ask something?"
Just as the sheriff walked over and asked.
"Nope. ”
The officer shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, "That guy is like crazy, always saying what monsters kill his companions...... I think there's a good chance he's on drugs, so there's a big problem with his mental state. ”
In the eyes of the police, this was a pure traffic accident, although the body of the deceased was indeed a bit too tragic, but it was not difficult to understand the speed of his time at the time.
As for the monster that the rampant claimed to see, it was easy to understand as long as it was associated with drugs, and what was a monster compared to those addicts who saw aliens and gods?
The sheriff apparently agreed with the officer, and said, "Take him back and do a monitoring first to see if there is any ......"
"Tick!!"
The sheriff was interrupted by a honking horn, and he turned to look, only to see a black car coming from a distance.
The car was moving fast, and it didn't take long for it to come to a close place and stop at the sound of the tires rubbing violently.
Two men in black suits, both of whom looked smart and capable, opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and walked towards the sheriff.
"Hey!"
Seeing the two of them crossing the cordon, the sheriff frowned, walked over and shouted, "Two, this is the scene of the case, you can't break in casually!"
The two of them were not in a hurry, and each took out a black ID book and handed it to the sheriff.
"We're senior federal agents, and I'm Jack. The taller man spoke.
Then he pointed to another man who was looking around and said, "He's Charlie." ”
Jack, Charlie, two names that are too ordinary to be ordinary.
But the sheriff looked solemn, took the two ID books and looked at them carefully.
"I'm sorry, I need to check. ”
The sheriff said.
"Please. Jack nodded.
Seeing that the sheriff stepped aside and started to make a call, Jack said, "Did you find anything?"
"Yes. ”
Charlie tilted his head slightly, twitched his nose, seemed to be trying to sniff something, and said, "But this place is too close to Dirty Water Street, and it may be a smell from there." ”
Jack nodded knowingly.
After a while, the sheriff came over after the call, returned the documents to the two of them, and said, "Welcome two detectives, please tell me if you need any help." ”
"Thank you. ”
"Where is the survivor, I have a couple of questions for him," Jack said. ”
Survivor?
The sheriff noticed the peculiarity of the word, and he said, "Here in the ambulance, please follow me." ”
Jack followed the sheriff to the ambulance.
Charlie, on the other hand, walked towards the scene, looking down at the watch on his left hand from time to time.