The silver-white action box made of pure metal was lying quietly on the long table in front of Carl at the moment, the box was tightly fitted, smooth as a mirror, and the silver-white box was engraved with the blood-colored holy sword school emblem of the Fanzhuo Academy.

With his right hand outstretched, he gently stroked the cool surface of the action box, and soon, Carl pressed a white button on the right edge of the box, "Click." A miniature keyboard popped out of the right side of the box.

Enter your student number, put your right index finger into the fingerprint authenticator above the micro keyboard, and soon, when the identity verification passed, the action box locked by the eighteen smart lock cylinders suddenly came with a sound of mechanical operation.

"Click." Eighteen smart safety locks were unlocked in turn, and after thirty seconds, the tightly closed lid jumped suddenly.

Standing in front of the action box that the academy had sent for him, Carl slowly opened the action box full of weapons and ammunition.

Soon, a slender orange-yellow armor-piercing appeared in Carl's hand. Play.

This is the two action boxes that the academy has just given itself with the classified documents, which are the equipment support provided by the academy for the students who go out on missions.

One was with him, and the other was in Chu Zifeng's bedroom.

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Gently rubbing the shell of the bullet in his hand, seeing the silvery-white, completely silver-made warhead, Carl was not too surprised, after all, silver has always been lethal to the blood clan.

Pulling out a piece of gum and throwing it into his mouth, Carl chewed on the gum as he sorted out his gear.

Disassemble two boxes of bullets, slender armor-piercing. The bullets instantly spread all over the table, and the bullets were filled in turn. After clipping, Carl will have four fully loaded snipers in his hands. Gun. Play. Clips, one after the other, put them in the front pocket of the chest of their black combat uniform.

After doing all this, Karl turned his attention to the CheyTacM200 sniper rifle lying quietly in the box.

The sniper rifle produced by CheyTac in the United States has a barrel length of 736.6mm, a body length of 1,187.45mm, and an effective range of 2,100 meters. Play.

A single bullet was enough to tear through the bodies of more than a dozen blood servants.

It's also the gun that Carl loves for ten minutes.

In the full action box, in addition to the CheyTacM200 sniper rifle, there are twelve pistol rounds. Clips, eight hands covered with silver beads. Thunder, and a tactical knife that sharpens iron like clay.

Flashlights, medical supplies, plasma and other much-needed items are also available, and the college even has some chewing gum with a small amount of adrenaline for students.

Karl silently sorted out his gear.

Just after he adjusted the accuracy of the sniper rifle, Chu Zifeng, who was already fully dressed, appeared behind Carl.

"It's the Demon Party's own people who participate in the competition. Now the Mingyuan Building has been fully martial law. ”

I'm wiping down my two handfuls of desert. Karl, of the Eagle, raised his head slightly, and soon put all his thoughts on his love gun.

These are two handmade silver deserts. The eagle, the handle of the gun is engraved with two eagles flying with wings, the feel is excellent, the silver body of the gun is not cold to the touch, only cool.

It was a sixteen-year-old gift from his father, and it was the most satisfying gift he had ever received.

Unlike the heirs of large families that are widely known in the world, Carl does not like luxury cars or yachts, and it can be said that he does not like such luxuries.

Compared with those prosperous and splendid lives, he prefers to sit alone in the manor to read, paint, and drink afternoon tea.

But because of his identity, the gifts he received in the past were all famous watches, luxury cars, and the like, and the few works of art were among the more eye-catching ones.

But only these two handfuls of deserts. The Eagle is an exception.

Carl, who has always given people a quiet and introverted feeling, when he opened the gift box at the age of sixteen, he was attracted by the two silver twin guns at first sight.

Pretty, handsome, mighty.

This is where Carl saw both handfuls of silver desert. The adjective that flashed in my mind when the eagle.

At the age of sixteen, he is not much different from now, calm and gentle, at most young.

But gently stroking the gift his father gave him, Carl smiled like a child.

He liked them very much because they were handsome.

Well, it's something that every man can't avoid.

And since he had a head-to-head confrontation with the demon party not long ago, and had used up all his bullets, he had not touched his two beloved things, and put them in the cabinet.

Tonight, we can use them again.

"The family sent me more specific news not long ago, there are about six people with demon party abilities in the Chu Clan, and the number of blood servants is not clear, but they are all locked up in the underground warehouse where your Chu Group stores goods, and it is conservatively estimated to be more than two hundred."

After speaking, Carl turned his head and glanced at Chu Zifeng, who stood silently.

Seeing that he only had a tactical knife on his back, like a Japanese ninja-like image appeared in front of him, Karl was slightly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Do you like to use cold weapons so much? I even had a well-calibrated rifle for you. ”

Chu Zifeng replied indifferently.

"I'm not used to guns."

"Of course, I'm not that fond of knives, so it seems like we're going to be a good pair."

Karl loaded a cartridge into the desert. In the Eagle, "Click." The sound of the bullet pushing into the barrel sounded, and Carl pointed the gun at Chu Zifeng and smiled lightly.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

"It's a pleasure to work with."

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When Chu Zifeng and Carl were preparing for tonight's bloody battle, Commissioner Huang was lying comfortably on the big bed in his bedroom, cross-legged, and talking happily about business.

Well, I still have a Tanmei novel at hand.

Well, this is what Commissioner Huang just found from under his pillow, who put it in, I believe everyone on earth knows.

Lying on the extremely comfortable bed, Commissioner Huang talked about business with a comfortable face.

"I'm sure I won't be able to get you tonight, and you know that this batch of goods is not so easy to get."

The customer named Chu Pervert immediately replied.

"It's okay, it's okay if you can't get it tonight, I'm not in a hurry to get that batch of goods, just get it before next week."

"Then look at the price.......

"Brother, it's too much, after all, it's not easy for everyone to come out and mix, leave some room for each other, and see each other in the future."

"Okay then, I'll try to get in touch with you, and ....... other"

"What else?"

"Besides, do you dare not speak in the tone of this drug deal! I'm living in the house of the chief of the city's criminal police right now! ”

Mr. Chu didn't reply to Huang Xiaobei again, and probably went back to wait for news.

After chatting about business, Commissioner Huang also put down his mobile phone quite weakly.

Actually, he wouldn't want to do it if he could.

Stealing Qianqian's fat times, this, this......

But in order to open his supermarket as soon as possible, he must also make some preparations as soon as possible.

For example, get a little start-up capital early, choose a location early, and contact suppliers early.

All of these things need money, but at present, he can basically be described as poor, and if he doesn't think about some crooked ways, it is estimated that he will not be able to open a supermarket in the next life.

There's no way he can expect the academy to give him money to open a supermarket, right?

Commissioner Huang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself, "But maybe this is really the way." ”

Commissioner Huang tilted his head slightly.

If the matter here in the Celestial Empire is over, I will go to Professor Vlad and say so.

"Professor, I've decided to quit the secret party, you give me $200,000 in pensions, why don't you see it?"

"Thank God! Huang Xiaobei, you finally said something human! No, no, no, no, 200,000, I will give you 500,000, I will give you 500,000! Remember, don't say how you graduated from the academy, it's no problem for you to ask me to add another 300,000 hush money to you! ”

Commissioner Huang sighed worriedly.

If he really announced his withdrawal from the secret party, it is estimated that all the teachers and professors who taught him would silently take out their pension money and give it to him, and then beat gongs and drums to send him away.

Hehe, although you will definitely get a lot of breakup fees by doing this, but ......

Commissioner Huang slapped his head, but don't do such a shameless thing, it's better for me not to do this kind of thing that hurts my self-esteem too much.

So, I'm going to have to fend for myself, and you see there's a good ...... in front of me What the? To Karl, the head of the court branch?

I'll go, you really believe it!

I'm just fooling that card.

Commissioner Huang spread out his hands and laughed miserably.

"The last minister of the Celestial Empire branch, I don't know if anyone is still alive, and I am still rushing to the next term? Ahh I'd like to live a few more years. ”

Alas, no matter what, the situation is compelling, it's a big deal to spend money to buy Qianqian an exact fat time, so that she doesn't know, and I won't feel so much guilt.

Looking at the lightning and thunder outside the window, a heavy rain will come quietly at some point.

Commissioner Huang closed the window and closed the curtains, then lay on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and called the old guard who was far away in the hotel.

"Hey Guard? Did you sleep, oh didn't sleep, so how about the two of you make a big deal? What kind of business?,Oh nothing, nothing.,It's just stealing a Lori's fat.,I'm not crazy.,I'm serious about it.。 ”

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At 11:15 p.m., with a thunderclap that resounded through the clouds, heavy rain, poured down.

The rain poured down on the world, and the dim clouds rendered the color of the rain as black as ink droplets.

Bursts of muffled thunder rang out, and thread-like lightning illuminated the land of the night as if the end times had descended.

The pouring rain silenced everything.

The whole city was enveloped in a cold downpour.

To the northwest of Chu's Group, 1,500 meters away, is the city's tallest skyscraper sightseeing building - Yinhui Building.

It is also one of the city's landmarks, about 298 meters high, and from the top of it, you can see the whole city.

On the rooftop of the top floor of Yinhui, a figure wearing a black raincoat has been waiting here for a long time.

Sitting in the heavy rain, he clutched the CheyTacM200 sniper rifle in his arms.

With his back against the wall of the rooftop, Carl crossed his right leg and stood up on his left leg, silently chewing the gum in his mouth, waiting quietly.

Black raindrops the size of beans fell from the top of his head and smashed on his raincoat, only Carl's unmoving gaze was exchanged.

The rooftop was already covered with rain, and even Carl's waterproof boots were flooded with rain.

In the world of Nuoda, only the sound of rain, wind, and muffled thunder enveloped the world, and there were several private cars that sounded alarms due to excessive rain.

Tilting his head slightly, watching the black raindrops the size of beans fall rapidly from above the clouds, Carl wiped the rain from his face, withdrew his gaze, and continued to sit quietly in the rain alone.

Motionless in the heavy rain, he looked like a lifeless statue.

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The wireless channel was silent, only a slight murmur and rain could be heard, but it was certain that the man was moving at high speed at the moment.

Holding the pure black *** in his arms with his right hand, Carl stretched out his left hand to wipe the raindrops on his sunglasses, and then looked at the time of his left watch.

It's eleven thirty-five now, and he arrived at this position twenty minutes ago, and Chu Zifeng set off fifteen minutes earlier than him, but his task is very cumbersome, and he has to do the communication. The scramblers were scattered in all corners of the Chu Group, completely cutting off communication here.

As the minutes passed, the rain on the rooftop became more and more, almost reaching his trouser legs.

Karl frowned slightly.

"It should be almost."

As soon as Carl's voice fell, the man's indifferent voice sounded in the radio channel.

"That's it."

Karl smiled.

"Roger."

The next moment, Carl suddenly got up, clenched the CheyTacM200 sniper rifle in his hand, and aimed the dark and deep muzzle at the Chu group 1,500 meters away.

Extremely standard shooting moves, a patient sniper genius, and most importantly, Carl took off the sunglasses he wore all the time.

The dark blue magic eye saw through the scope and accurately saw every scene and object of the Chu Group.

Staring at the scope, on the top floor of the Chu Group Building, the guy wearing a black combat uniform and carrying only a long knife on his back.

A smile tugged at the corner of Carl's mouth.

"The action begins."

"Codename: Heavy Rain."