"Paris Police."

A large group of heavily armed people in police uniforms walked into the hotel lobby, came to the front desk, and showed their ID, "We suspect that there is an internationally wanted criminal living in your hotel and needs to be raided, please cooperate, hand us the master key card, and be able to reach all floors of the elevator and open all the doors."

The front desk of the hotel was taken aback, and the lobby manager came over: "Officer, I'm sorry, our hotel adheres to the industry principle of protecting the privacy of our guests, and you can't just ask us to cooperate, at least the corresponding documents are required......

The man in the lead waved his hand, and several black holes were pressed against the forehead of the hall manager.

"Please." The hall manager decisively gave up his words and raised his hands, "Leah, give them the keycard they wanted."

"A wise decision." The leader bowed slightly, waved his hand, and those under him did not need to assign work on the spot, so they consciously divided half of them and walked to their respective positions, and those who were responsible for monitoring the hotel door, staircase, and elevator were in order.

The hall manager muttered for a moment.

These people don't look like French police, when have French police been so disciplined, efficient and organized?

However, he wisely did not express his doubts, if these people in front of him were really French policemen, then what he said was undoubtedly offended, if not, then he would be even more unlucky, sometimes pretending to be a lake is the best choice.

The man in the lead got the master key card from the front desk and went straight to the elevator with the remaining half of the people.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

The hall manager breathed a sigh of relief, for the muzzles of the guns on his forehead had finally been removed, and of course he hadn't completely relented - these guys, who didn't look like French police officers by any means, had wrapped all the exits of the hotel with their guns, and kept their hands on their guns, feeling the slightest movement, as if they were about to shoot.

The beautiful woman at the front desk trembled and was about to cry, and the golden hall fell into a deathly silence, so it was a stalemate for a while, and finally someone came, breaking the suffocating silence of the thick atmosphere.

It was a young Asian wearing a high-necked white sweater and blue jeans, it was hard to imagine that in the snowy winter weather outside, he was still wearing such a thin dress without the slightest sign of being frozen, the slim sweater and jeans perfectly outlined his tall and curvy figure, with a handsome face, like the male protagonist in the movie or walked out alive.

Don't talk about any aesthetic differences, the vast majority of aesthetics in any country in the world are the same, and a very small number of them are either pretentious and self-righteous or deliberately want to be different to win traffic...... Of course, most of those very few are either stupid or bad, and they can't stand up on their knees or simply sit on their butts crookedly.

"I'm sorry, but the Paris police are on the job, but it's temporarily off-limit."

He was stopped by two heavily armed men wearing the "Paris Police" logo at the door.

Anxi felt a little wrong, and when he looked at it, the character entry on the side of the two appeared, good guy, is this unknown Hydra member?

"Why......" Anthy shook his head and sighed, "Do you know what a common flaw in your existence is?"

Without waiting for the two in front of him to answer, Anthy did not expect their answers, so he asked himself: "Your efficiency is too high, in stark contrast to normal, real French government personnel and official organizations, but anyone with eyes can see this!"

The two people who stopped Anthy glanced at each other, although they didn't know exactly what Anthy was talking about, but they were sure that something was wrong with the person in front of them.

"Don't move!" The two pointed their guns at Anthy, because they also needed to pretend to be identities, they did not shoot directly, but wanted to let Anthy be restrained and controlled by them, and a third person who was a little farther away had noticed what was happening here and took out his handcuffs and walked up.

"It's a bit of a shame that I'm not wearing my long black trench coat right now, but it's working anyway

So...... Let's make do with the show."

Anxi shook his head slightly, of course, he didn't do what they said, he didn't move at all, and suddenly showed a mysterious expression on his face.

"Have you ever heard of [Yan Shuangying's Gamble]?"

When the two heard this, they looked at each other and looked at each other, and it was easy to tell from their respective eyes that they all had an idea at this time - what kind of nonsense was this person talking about, was there something mentally wrong?

So Anthy stretched out his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand facing down, and slowly spread it out.

"Exactly since I have a euro coin, let's pay tribute to this great gamble, the only trigger for this gamble is when someone points a gun to your head, usually as "I bet you don't have a bullet in your gun", and the bet is your head."

The hall was quiet, so almost everyone could hear Anthy's clear words, and after Anthy finished speaking, the Hydra agents who were originally eyeing and preparing to act were silent for a while, and then laughed one after another.

"Bet with him, Neo!" A Hydra agent shouted.

The Hydra agent known as Neo happily agreed, and stepped forward, seemingly intending to put the muzzle of his gun directly at Anthy's head.

So, Anthy moved.

He moved the one-euro coin in his palm to the thumbnail cover, pressed it with his index finger, and flicked his thumb upward!

The one-euro coin flew into the sky, and the brass-colored ring and the silver inner circle rotated at great speed to form a small ball of brass on the outside and silver-white on the inside.

In Anthy's field of vision, everyone's movements suddenly slowed down.

It's not that he has entered the state of stopping when the number of modifications is used, and there is no need to waste the number of modifications to deal with these little minions, but the speed of peace of mind is too fast, and compared to others, these Hydra soldiers are like entering a slow-down state!

"If the speed of light was at or beyond the speed of light, what would the world look like? Pitch black? Or is it an unknown color fusion under extreme compression?" Anthy thought to herself.

Vision is perceived by the reflection of light on the retina, and light waves have speed, which means that if the speed reaches or exceeds the speed of light, then the reflected light waves that should be seen will never catch up with the eyes of the speedy person, or all of them in an instant...... Depends on the direction of the run.

What would that look like?

Anthy began his actions as his thoughts diverged.

Not surprisingly, this will be a one-sided, massacre!