One hundred and ninety-seven Shadow Warriors in the city

() The crowd dispersed quickly, after all, it was still an extraordinary period, and the rescue operation ended quickly, the "living treasure" of the public security director was very scared, and the high-altitude bed sheet bungee jumping was not something anyone could afford.

A cool figure is on the roof of the building, the curly hair on his forehead is curled even more by the wind, he looks at the entire rescue operation coldly, this is just a small lesson, if this guy dares to rely on his father's power to bully men and women in the future, there is only one ending waiting for him - ruining miè.

The sages have long said that the righteous choose the way of the righteous, and the wicked follow the way of the wicked.

He just regretted why there was so much injustice between people. Thinking about it, he still sent the woman he rescued by accident to safety, hoping that she would learn her lesson.

"Target appears, ability: Electric Manipulation."

"Arrive right away, keep an eye on it. This prey is just right to play a game of cat and mouse. ”

On the opposite side of the Denon Hotel, there is a hidden telescope facing the roof, with only a very subtle reflection.

Zhang Tian caught this light, and he disappeared from the roof of the building without a sound.

The door of the room was open, and a grim-faced man in a black suit saw this, and the muscles on his face twitched, and he immediately pounced on it. The door was slowly twisted by his backhand. He moved his steps like a cat, without a sound. Push open the door to the inner room, and the telescope on the balcony is quietly set up.

His instincts told him that something was wrong with his companion.

Tianlong Hotel is actually an "empty tank" set up by them, and the predatory tank of the pitcher plant is a truth, false and real, specializing in fishing for enemy masters who hinder their plans.

It seems that this time the opponent is not simple, and he can actually reverse his own arranged subordinates. He carefully examined the traces of the scene, and after a not-so-fierce struggle, it was evident from the objects scattered on the ground, but soon his men lost the ability to resist.

No, this is impossible, this subordinate has a special ability, great strength, can bend the thumb-thick steel bar with one hand, and no matter how useless it is, it will not let the opponent be subdued so lightly. Could it be that the opponent is more powerful than the legend suggests?

He didn't linger any longer, turning around to leave.

He froze where he was, for the door opened at some point, and there stood a man in the doorway, with curly hair and a grim face, without expression.

In an instant, a cloud of lightning struck him. His body flickered, and the ball of electric light flew into the air. The next moment he was at the door. But he didn't intend to break through, and in less than 2 seconds, he had already launched a fierce attack on his opponent - he didn't know when an extra black dagger appeared in his hand, and he stabbed dozens of times in a row, all of which were the vital points of the people standing at the door.

The person who came did not dodge or dodge, and blocked all his attacks with lightning and fire, and the posture was not at all like a life-and-death struggle, but like calmly you coming and I were playing chess.

Realizing that his advantage was no longer an advantage, he quickly swayed to the side and stood against the wall. The person who came didn't chase after him, just flashed in front of the door. He hesitated, would he encounter an ambush when he went out? Although this battle did not directly tie him down, it made his heart tremble.

His ability is speed. Since he was a child, he has always liked to race with his classmates, and he is the fastest runner in his class. The way he practiced running was simple, running up and down the hillside near his home. During the practice, he discovered that the longer he held his breath while running, he could get a burning-like sensation.

There is another reason why he trains desperately to run, he has watched a TV show in which the ninjas are very powerful heroes, not only with very high ninjutsu, but also with strong endurance and speed. Of course, a mysterious master is needed.

During a race with their companions, they compete to see who catches up with an old man first. Strange things happened, every time he was about to catch up with the old man, the old man would suddenly be more than a hundred meters away from them.

Finally, his companion gave up. But he was still chasing desperately, and he had already decided in his heart that this old man was not an ordinary person.

The old man stopped when he was exhausted...... Later, he became a disciple of the mysterious old man. After hellish devil training, he became a special agent. Naturally, he also knew the old man's other identity, the leader of the "diggers".

The "Diggers" are a mysterious organization in country R, so mysterious that almost no one has heard of it. However, the influence of this organization is even strong enough to influence the international decision-making of country R.

He firmly remembered the old man's words rooted in his heart: the greater the ability of the supernatural, the greater the mission.

Now, they are carrying out a very important mission. This mission is incomparably sacred and glorious!

Calming down, he didn't hesitate to sniff the remaining breath in the doorway with his nose, then he rushed to the open window and jumped down, the height of the building turning flat at his speed.

After going downstairs, he followed the scent he had caught in quick pursuit. Soon, it was time to get to the gymnasium.

The gymnasium was empty. In the middle of the open field, he met the opponent he had just met.

"What do you have to do?" He said to his back.

"It's okay, play." The other party said lightly, and his tone was like playing a game with a child.

"Very well, I will accompany you to the end." As soon as his words fell, the man had disappeared.

"It's really pediatric." The other party completely ignored his whereabouts, reached out and waved in the air. Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", the grass thirty meters away from the other party turned up, and he stood up unkempt. His retreat didn't work, and he crashed into an invisible power grid that forced him to burrow out of the ground. His face turned the color of pork liver.

"Those who want you, tomorrow, this time, show some sincerity!" The other party didn't look back, and disappeared from his sight.