Not long after Li Mo's words fell, an artificially synthesized system sound came from the other end of the communicator, and when he heard the force of his back hand, he directly pinched the communicator and exploded, and then left quietly from the back of this antique shop.

At the other end of the communicator, the voice of the synthetic system quietly sounded: "Voiceprint recognition is not clear, logical analysis and processing is in progress...... After the processing, it was confirmed that BYO91O was lost in attack, and the second-level combat readiness was ......"

In a crowded square, Yang Zheyi was dressed in Hawaiian-style shirts, shorts, flip-flops, wearing a hat and sunglasses on his head to perfectly hide his face, pretending to be a tourist passerby, walking aimlessly in the crowd.

At this moment, Yang Zheyi felt that the sense of crisis that had been lingering around him suddenly disappeared, and he looked up silently, and the plainclothes agents in the streets and alleys did not know when they disappeared. He hurriedly passed the channel of the current guò team to his companions who were also hiding nearby, and then hurried towards the agreed exit point.

On the roof of a modern building, a man in a milky white robe stands in the wind, standing on the edge of a railing overlooking the entire city of Manhattan, holding a quaint and mysterious book in his hand, and slowly turning a page in the cold wind.

On the page, a series of dragons and phoenixes dance text constantly emerge, quickly overflowing the entire page, when the page is filled, the book will continue to turn to the next page, so that the text can continue to update.

If you look closely, you will see that the content of the text is about every event that has taken place in every corner of the city. Without moving, a man can clearly grasp the qiē born in this city.

When the man saw the latest line of text, a flash of gloom flashed on his handsome face, and his slender fingers slashed down the page, the fingertips steady and slow, as if carrying the weight of a thousand pounds.

The constantly updated text on the page suddenly paused, and then changed its original trajectory under the traction of the fingers, shifting in another direction according to the force of the fingertips, but in the process, the updated text changed abruptly, although only a small point, but it produced a chain of butterfly effects, making the facts change in unexpected directions.

At this point, the man's fingers finally stopped, and with angry feelings, he clenched them into fists, and after clenching them for a moment, he slowly released them with relief.

I don't know when things started to get out of his control, and in the event that the reputation level drops to hatred, S.H.I.E.L.D. should dispatch a secret energy force, which is a special unit formed by the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. himself after the alien invasion of World War I, Fury, as a means to fight against the forces of nature. But as a result, the secret energy force did not have any reaction, and the man only appeared after finding out, and he didn't know when it became hostile, but the gap between this level led to a very large weakening of the pursuit force sent by S.H.I.E.L.D., making what should be a mortal situation become an embarrassing struggle.

From this one change, the next series of layouts have undergone unexpected changes. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who were supposed to be ambushed in Area C, began to move to another area after receiving a security instruction from headquarters. This led to another murder set up by the man, which fell apart invisibly, and the target trapped in Area C also escaped after this change.

After the man investigated the book of fate in Tong Guò's hand, this qiē change is inseparable from one person, and that person is a fool!

A crack suddenly appeared in the void where the cold wind blew, and this crack quickly expanded, and finally opened into a hole, from which a man with most of his face covered by his mouth jumped out.

"Boss, the intelligence is wrong, the fool's strength attribute is crushed by inches, and the spiritual attribute is crushed by me, and I am still calmly advancing and retreating under several sieges by S.H.I.E.L.D., and my ability to resist attacks is also out of the average MT."

A man can know everything in life through the book of fate, but he can't know the process and details of things as he sees with his own eyes, and now after listening to the report of the man with a mask on his face, a large gap on the page has finally been filled.

"I knew when the Fool was able to resist Gengunir's blow hard, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated him. Strength, body, and spirit are all crushed over the veteran recruiters...... I think that if he wants to, even if he is agile, intellectual, and charismatic attributes can achieve this kind of program. The man's slender fingers were in a little weak, and the ancient book in his hand suddenly stopped turning the pages, and when his fingers fell, a large string of scattered words appeared on the old paper, and the content of the text contained all the latest intelligence information collected from the past to the present, and finally after a period of distortion and fusion, a clean and tidy text was formed.

The man looked at this newly presented text, a faint glint flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "It turned out to be a talent that can freely adjust attributes, and there is a new one on the body that is at least silver-level, including the effect of reducing and controlling zhì, and the military rank has also reached the rank of colonel, but it is just a world, and the strength of the fool has actually advanced by leaps and bounds to this kind of Cheng dù." There was a rare killing intent on the man's face, he slammed the book shut, and said almost in a muttered voice: "I can't let him go on anymore, otherwise he will ......" This was a sudden cold wind blowing, and the whistling sound covered the man's words.

The man with the mask always stood behind without saying a word, and the only bare eyes were stagnant water, and there was no emotion fluctuation. However, when the man he called Boss muttered, an unusual ripple faintly splashed under his backwater-like eyes.

At this moment, accompanied by the roar of the propeller, a city patrol helicopter with the Manhattan Police Department insignia on the surface flew over the modern building, and when the deafening sound came from near and far, the roof of the building was empty, leaving no trace.

When Li Mo walked out of the back door of the antique store, he was already wearing another set of ordinary casual clothes, and after he unabashedly wandered the streets and alleys for a while, he finally had S.H.I.E.L.D. agents find him, and after several pursuits and fights, Li Mo killed several people in a row, and then fled to the underground station.

At this time, it was the peak period of traffic, and the crowd of people entering and leaving the underground station was extremely turbulent, and Li Mo relied on his extraordinary perception to release several messages that were both true and false, and finally jumped on the outbound train while the pursuing S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were caught off guard.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power covers all areas, and the plot characters who hunt down the pinnacle team also include Skye, a former hacker of the "Rising Tide" organization, who controls the carriage to monitor and sound the alarm, and creates an accident out of thin air to make it easy for the train to stop. However, after more than a dozen S.H.I.E.L.D. agents closed all the carriages and searched them one by one, it was found that the target had already escaped from the train, and after the incident, the surveillance video was retrieved for a comprehensive analysis, and it turned out that not long after the train left the station, the target broke the isolation plate of the exhaust vent with his bare hands, jumped from the high-flying train to the outside of the tracks, and disappeared into the dark underground passage.

S.H.I.E.L.D. sent dozens of agents to cooperate with the local police to conduct a carpet search, but Manhattan's underground engineering is so complicated, in addition to the tracks that extend in all directions, there are countless abandoned old stations and electrical connection pipeline passages, and there are no all-round monitoring facilities, to find a person with special abilities in this environment is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

An hour later, a young man in a peaked cap walked down the streets of Manhattan, with headphones in his ears, his head bowed and his steps shaking, as if he was immersed in the world of music, but if he looked closely, he did not meet anyone on the crowded street, and no matter what obstacles appeared in front of him, he would avoid them without a trace.

After Li Mo changed his clothes, he hid in the crowd, his head bowed and his eyes closed, his perception was urged to the extreme, and all the scenes around him were transformed into 3D lines and outlines presented in his mind. In this huge and complicated map, the shape composed of countless lines flashed quickly, and the amount of information processed in each moment was far beyond the limit that ordinary people could bear, and his head under the cap was already soaked with sweat, but Li Mo still did not stop, and continued to sift through this huge amount of information.

When Li Mo felt the tiredness hit like a tide, finally the shape of a mountain peak jumped in his mind, Li Mo couldn't help but be shocked, and focused all his attention on the shape of this mountain, the original 3D scene with only lines was quickly filled with colors and textures, and finally the picture was fixed on the shape of a mountain made of stones.

The scene gradually magnified to the stones on a lawn that belonged to the garden of a private house, located on a quiet street, surrounded by mostly old people and children, even cars passing by only occasionally.

Li Mo opened his eyes suddenly, looked left and right on the street, his eyes fell on a red phone booth, and then walked over.

There was no queue in the phone booth, and there was a middle-aged man in a slightly scruffy coat inside. A few minutes later, the man pushed open the door and walked out, but he didn't expect that someone happened to turn around from the point of view, and the two of them immediately pretended to be full.

“sorry。” The young man took a step back, bowed his head and spoke.

The middle-aged man waved away angrily, put his hands in his pockets and turned away directly, he didn't show the moment he hit just now, and a few coins in his pocket were gone.

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