"Bang ......"

The moment he stepped out of the door, a series of gunshots exploded in Feng Xue's ears, and then he saw a group of crooked nuts with loaded guns shooting at the door that had just stepped out of the door.

When Feng Xue saw this picture, she immediately extinguished the idea of buttoning up the carton, in the final analysis, the carton only reduces the sense of existence, and does not have the attributes of [solid] and [unhit].

If he is exposed to the rain of bullets, even if the carton can resist it, it may have to be lifted off, and he who is caught by the carton cannot move, which is almost equivalent to looking for death.

Taking advantage of the low presence effect brought by the assassin suit, Feng Xue quickly swept the surrounding environment, although he didn't know why, the moment he stepped out of the door, the assassin tag lost its response with even the keen elements, but he still began to follow the plan he had made before.

Ambushed, the enemy is huge, the fire is covered in a large area, there is no way to escape, there are no dead at the moment, it should be a non-lethal bullet...... But there are still people on the periphery who have not shot......

Can't run!

After completing the judgment in his heart, Feng Xue did not hesitate, and immediately took out a card from the storage bag, and with the idea of using it, the card also released golden light, and then, a box that was not too big, with many ancient Egyptian-style decorations, as if it was made of pure gold, appeared in front of him.

Name: The Golden Cabinet of Phantom Seals

Elements: [Storage], [Space], [Items], [Magic]

Description: It is possible to transfer items placed in it to another dimension, and it can only be recalled when the owner returns to the Sealed Land.

Note: Don't look at it, there are no Millennium Building Blocks in it.

……

Almost at the fastest speed in her life, Feng Xue took off the storage bag on her waist and threw it in, followed by the Disintegration of the Holy Mother and the Suffocating Blade, and then quickly took off the Boots of Tranquility and stuffed them in with the cardboard box.

As he was about to continue undressing, the intense pain had exploded on his body.

Although such a dull pain was not fatal, the huge impact still made his body crooked.

Giving up the plan to take off his clothes, Feng Xue gave the final order to the golden cabinet, and as the golden cabinet turned into nothingness, several rubber bullets hit him.

……

In a little-known private prison in San Lotan City, Colombia, in the West End, a man is sitting quietly in an office chair, his expression looks calm, but his constant toe tiptoe proves that he is not calm at this time.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the office door, and he subconsciously wanted to get up, but he forcibly suppressed his emotions and sat back on the boss's chair, and then said in as smooth a tone as possible:

"Come in."

"Click......"

The door with a delicate solid wood texture was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and was wearing a suit walked in.

"How's it going?"

"Boss, the Trojan Horse project is going well, Dr. Fran's conjecture is right!" The middle-aged man who pushed the door in was obviously also excited, and he waved his arms vigorously and said:

"We've captured more than 30 'geists' this time, and we've also seized more than a dozen magical items, and if we kill them all, maybe we'll be able to produce a few more!"

"It's too much of a waste to kill directly, give it to Fran and let him put it to good use, what if he can research a technique to amplify the drop of magical items?" After getting a smooth response to the plan, the man in the boss's chair spoke in a noticeably lighter tone.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." The middle-aged man immediately turned to leave, and it was not until the door closed that the man in the boss's chair finally stopped holding back his excitement and waved his arms vigorously, but did not make any sound.

For this plan, he has invested a lot of money, but it doesn't matter, only this time, he can earn back all the investment with interest!

A small time bomb, a criminal that no one cares about, can be exchanged for a dozen priceless magical items, this is a very lucrative deal!

He felt that the wisest decision he had made in his life was to take Fran in......

……

On the streets of St. Lotan City, the piercing sirens are constantly disturbing many residents, but no one has any emotions because of such noise, after all, in this chaotic city, if they don't fire a few guns and whistles every day, they can't sleep well-

After all, no one wants to hear these voices again in the middle of the night.

But what no one knows is that this train of prisoner cars is not carrying humans, but strange stories with human shapes.

The group of weirdos were stripped naked, and sat in the prison car with red fruits, as if they were using the number of blue and purple spots on their bodies to prove how many rubber bullets they had eaten.

"!" Feng Xue listened to the bunch of words in his ears that he couldn't understand at all, and his whole person was not good, and at this moment, he really realized how important the characteristic of "everyone can understand other people's words" in Infinite City was.

Now even if he wants to escape from prison with a gang, no one can understand it!

"Fortunately, I'm cautious enough, at least not completely without hope of a comeback." Feng Xue sighed and crossed Erlang's legs so that she would not be too embarrassed by the exposure of the "man's black ball", and at the same time looked sideways at the outside of the prisoner car, trying to determine where this was.

Most of the people here are Caucasian, but you can occasionally see one or two black people outside the window, and the storefronts on the side of the road are lettered signs, and although Feng Xue's English is average, she still finds words such as "shop", "shoes", and "clothes".

"Luckily, it's probably in English. Unfortunately, my English is not very good. ”

Feng Xue sighed, and casually threw the salt that appeared in her hand under the seat, the ghost knows if the group of people outside will doubt their spatial ability when they see this thing, but no matter what, you have to take care of your habit of complaining, otherwise you will be shot because of a bag of salt, it will be too nonsensical.

The prisoner cart pulled the siren all the way to a building, and from the words on the signboard at the main entrance, Feng Xue barely recognized the meaning of "prison", which made him a little confused, saying that this world already has a perfect strategy for dealing with the infinite city? As long as there is a strange talk that dares to cross, he will be immediately arrested and reformed through labor in prison?

However, he soon discovered that this was not the case, because after entering the prison, the prisoner car did not send them to be examined or thrown directly into the prison as in the movie, but drove all the way to the underground garage, and then entered a somewhat dark area through a roller shutter door.

Although she didn't know what kind of place this was, Feng Xue instinctively felt that this place was not very good.

"I hope the English pronunciation in this world is the same as mine......"