In front of a hotel with a broken sign in the town, Zhang Zhen found from the radar that the armed organization base he had locked last night was dozens of meters away, just across an alley.

There are a lot of vehicles parked in front of the hotel, some people with guns come up to check the documents and vehicles of the magic bean, and on the other side, you can also see some foreigners from different countries.

Zhang Zhen opened the door of the carriage and asked the man with the gun to check it, but of course there was nothing in the carriage.

"Sir, the competition venue is in the backyard of the hotel, starting in the evening, let's take a rest first." The magic bean dealt with the admission certificate and came over.

Zhang Zhen nodded, and followed the magic bean into the hotel, there were more people inside, it seemed that there were people from Asian, African and European countries, many people did not hide the pistols and daggers on their waists, and they all looked at him when they saw him come in.

Many of these foreigners were unusually athletic, needless to say gladiators, and they smiled contemptuously in the face of an Oriental.

Zhang Zhen ignored it, didn't even bother to observe these people more, followed the magic bean directly upstairs, and entered a guest room that was a little dilapidated for him.

The magic bean left two mercenaries to protect Zhang Zhen, and took the other person to contact the people of the Heavenly King Fighting Competition.

Gunshots rang out from time to time, and there were gunshots in the town from time to time, looking at the sloppy guest room, Zhang Zhen shook his head helplessly, sat in a chair and looked at the clear sky outside the window in a daze.

Time flies slowly, and the boredom of waiting seems to make people feel irritated.

The magic bean finally came back after a long time, his face was very bad, but he still smiled: "The bad news is that YS is getting closer and closer to the town, and may attack the town at any time, the good news is that everything is still going according to plan, there is already a sum of money in place, and after the game, it will be given to the resistance organization in the name of the winner, and then someone from the resistance organization will bring the winner to meet the leader." ”

Zhang Zhen pondered, "Don't you have any way to find out the news, do you know where Jessica might be held?" ”

The magic bean shook his head and said: "Jessica is regarded as an important bargaining chip by the resistance group, so she is extremely cautious, and her past actions have made the resistance group extremely distrustful of the M side, and he may be looking to make a deal with other countries." ”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the mercenary took out his gun alertly, and one of them carefully opened the door halfway, only to see a scantily clad woman outside the door.

"What's the matter?!" The mercenary asked, stuck in the doorway.

The woman took out a note from her chest and handed it to the mercenary, and then spoke it in the local language very enchantingly, and teased the mercenary in stiff English.

"No, thank you." The mercenary closed the door, then quickly took the note and handed it to the bean.

On the note was a string of numbers that looked like a telephone, and the words that the woman said were translated by the elf: Xiansen want to serve or not, my sisters' skills are very good.

But Zhang Zhen feels that this note is not simple, and the phone is still used in this place?

The magic bean fingers pressed the numbers on the note one by one, silently reciting something in his mouth, and soon said with a nervous face: "Someone intervened, there is a fighter with the same purpose as you." ”

Zhang Zhen thought it was a big deal, and said disapprovingly: "Didn't this plan start with the possibility of winning or not winning?" ”

The magic bean looked at the number and said more and more solemnly: "It doesn't matter if an ordinary fighter wins, it's the berserk chariot that is not in the intelligence, this guy shouldn't appear in this division, it's obvious that someone deliberately arranged this, and someone wants to take over our plan." ”

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Gentleman?!" ”

The magic bean put away the note and said: "The message doesn't say what it is, but I guess it may be, so we can only win now, and we can only continue to plan if we win all." ”

Zhang Zhen tapped his fingers and groaned, got up and said, "I'll go out for a walk." ”

The magic bean was about to introduce the opponent's information, including the berserk chariot, when he found that Zhang Zhen was about to go out and said: "This is not safe, we should stay here and have all the opponent's information before fighting." ”

"I'm bored, I'll come back when I relax." Zhang Zhen decided to investigate the situation himself, and meeting the leader of the resistance group was the only way for him to rescue Jessica.

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, the magic bean hurriedly asked the two mercenaries to follow to protect it, this is a place of war, maybe when the bullets will fly inexplicably, it is really not a wise move not to stay in the guest room.

The hotel was very chaotic, there were many ordinary people who took refuge here, waiting for the opportunity to leave, Zhang Zhen found a person wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter and inquired, and then walked through the chaotic passage into the bar.

The bar can only be described as a smoky miasma, and there are no dancing girls here, so almost everyone here is drinking heavily, with cigarettes in their hands, and the smell can only be described as a pigsty.

What's even more exaggerated is that, judging from the clothes, some of them look like bandits, some look like police officers, not to mention some vicious-looking criminals, and they also blatantly have all kinds of firearms in their hands.

Zhang Zhen's entry is also very interesting, after all, there are few real Orientals here, and few people wear spotless and expensive clothes in this environment.

"Can I treat you to a drink?" A man dressed like a local and wearing a turban accent but very British sat at the bar and raised a glass to Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen recognized this person as James at a glance, he was looking for James, and he sat on the side and said, "I didn't expect you to come earlier than me." ”

James asked for a glass of wine for Zhang Zhen and said with a smile: "In terms of efficiency, we are a little higher than the people you trust." ”

Zhang Zhen picked up the wine and took a sip, the taste was very disliked, it was estimated that it was a local inferior wine, and it was estimated that there was no good wine in such an environment, he said bluntly: "You want to meddle in this matter?" ”

"It looks like so." James also did not hide it: "The people of country M don't want to cooperate with us, so I can only find a way by myself." ”

Zhang Zhen said strangely: "Then what's the use of you looking for me, I'm not a double agent, I'm just a messenger here." ”

"I'm curious about you." James looked at Zhang Zhen with a very interested gaze.

Zhang Zhen wondered if this guy would be a.

"Hey! You're the last Oriental to come and take part in the Heavenly King Fight?! A big Eastern European man with a big beard and pigtails walked towards Zhang Zhen with a wine glass, and his tone was very unkind.

Zhang Zhen ignored it, turned his wine glass and said to James: "What if the person you are looking for fails, how do you continue?" ”

James said confidently: "The circle is so big, I naturally can't hide many people from someone I am looking for, since I am looking for someone, I am confident." ”

"Hey, Oriental, don't you understand English?" The Eastern European man said unusually dissatisfied, put his big hand on Zhang Zhen's shoulder, and squeezed it down very unkindly.

Zhang Zhen frowned, shrunk his shoulders and shook his shoulders, and said lightly: "Don't look for a sense of existence in me." ”

The Eastern European man didn't expect that the Oriental who seemed to have an average physique could easily shake off the hand he grabbed hard, listening to the laughter of the people next to him, he took a sip of the wine in the glass, the wine glass smashed the ground, and then smashed his fist at Zhang Zhen.

"I'm going to see if the Orientals are as good as they are in the movies!"

James watched Zhang Zhen's reaction with interest.

Zhang Zhenmei frowned and quickly turned around, and then a heavy palm hit the neck of the Eastern European big man who came with a fist, the big man's face instantly turned red, and the fist he raised froze in the air.

James watched the wine glasses on the bar still spin, Zhang Zhen had already turned around and sat back, and then saw the Eastern European who was looking for trouble slamming on his back to the ground, his eyes bulging and his tongue half-extended, and his big hands squeezing his throat that was about to suffocate him.

There was an exclamation from the bar, and there were still people betting on who would win, ready to watch a lively scene, but they didn't expect the Eastern European, who was as strong as a bull in the blink of an eye, to fall to the ground, and many people didn't even see what was happening.

(End of chapter)