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Chapter 528 [Entry, cooperation]

Chapter 522 [Entry, cooperation]

New York, Brooklyn.

December 2003, 1, morning.

After a New Year's night party, it's as if the world-famous metropolis still has a hangover.Although Christmas is more important to this country, the New Year's Eve atmosphere is still hyped up.

Occasionally, some pedestrians with drunk faces and dazed faces can be seen on the street after waking up in the morning.There are also young girls with messy makeup and faces full of regret and revelry weariness.

A police car was parked on the side of the road, and the two NYPD in the police car stared at the door of a restaurant across the road for a long time.

The cop in the car was a portly man with a donut in one hand and coffee in the other.

Well... NYPD's obesity problem is very famous in the police circle all over the world.

The person stared at by the two policemen was obviously suspicious.

A black-owned restaurant across the street--it was a rib joint.

But there was a white man sitting at the table by the door.

A clean-shaven bald head, a burly figure, broad shoulders, muscles bulging out of the canvas coat, and the features on that face looked very sturdy.

Let's put it this way, this is a face that is not surprising at all when the police go up to check the documents when they are walking on the road.

What made the two NYPDs even more surprised was that this was a black district, and in a black restaurant, a single white man was sitting here—and he looked not cheaply dressed.

Isn't he afraid of being robbed?

as well as……

Who eats grilled ribs at eight o'clock in the morning?

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"You're getting me in trouble, Vanel."

In the barbecue restaurant, the black boss sighed helplessly, and sat behind the counter and spoke unhappily.

Vanel grinned, withdrew his eyes from looking at the police car across the road, and smiled at the black boss: "Old friend, don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble for you, I just need a little help."

"But you've already caused trouble." The black boss looked old and thin, but there was a hint of cunning and ferocity in the liqueur eyes that occasionally turned.

Vanel stared at this guy, changed his tone and said coldly: "If I remember correctly, you owe me your life."

"...Okay." The black boss exhaled, "What do you want?"

"I heard that Nolan is doing very well in New York recently."

"..."

The black boss stopped talking.

"I just need his contact information, just a phone call." Varnell grinned: "A phone number - the phone number can't speak by itself, it won't tell Nolan who gave me the number .”

"I'm already retired." The black boss frowned.

"But you were once a member of the company, and, as a member of the B-level field service team, I remember that the retirement salary is very high, and I also know that you still have many old friends in the company."

"You also have many old friends." The black boss said coldly.

"So I've come to you—you see, I consider you an old friend."

The black boss curled his lips and finally sighed: "Well, I don't have Nolan's phone number now, I need to inquire."

Vanel quickly reported a mobile phone number: "This is my number in New York. When you have news, please send it to me."

"I'll get it over with as soon as possible - but I hope this is the last time we see each other."

"Don't worry." Vanel had already stood up: "I promise I won't trouble you again."

"The two policemen are coming, you better leave quickly." The black boss frowned.

"Speaking of which... Don't you feel aggrieved living in this small shop doing business?" Vanel said with a smile: "I bet you may have to pay protection fees to those Niggers every week. Face to face To a group of bedbugs that you can squeeze to death with two fingers, come to your door every week to blackmail you, and you have to swallow your anger, is this kind of life really comfortable?"

"Nig? Have you forgotten that you are talking to a black man right now?"

"Have you forgotten that your plastic surgery and skin transplants were paid for by me." Varner counterattacked unceremoniously.

"...Get lost." The black boss rolled his eyes.

Vanel laughed, got up and left, and when he walked out of the store, he smiled back and cursed: "I still like the way you looked when you were white, old friend, you look so stupid now."

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Whistling and walking out of the barbecue restaurant, Varner even waved to the police car across the road.

This action immediately made the faces of the two NYPD unhappy.

Then, the guy whistled, walked slowly across the road, and finally circled around the police car.

The two policemen immediately looked at the enemy and lowered the car windows.

"Two officers, what are you doing staring at me? I'm a law-abiding citizen."

"Abiding by the law?" The policeman sitting in the driver's seat smiled disdainfully: "Here, Brooklyn says law-abiding, you are very humorous."

Varner shrugged.

Probably this disdainful gesture angered the other party, and the police quickly got out of the car—two people together.

The co-pilot was standing on the other side of the car, with his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist.

The policeman in the driver's seat got out of the car, stood in front of Vanel, and then took two steps back with a frown—it was only when standing on the ground that he felt that Vanel was at least a head taller than him, and the sense of oppression was a bit strong.

"Show me your ID."

"Who the hell went out with that thing?" Vanel smiled.

The policeman said coldly: "Then report your social security number! Also, raise your hands so I can see your hands."

"Aren't you mistaken? I'm white. Did you see my skin wrong?" Vanel still smiled: "Just because I came out of a black shop? So you suspect that I'm a criminal?"

"Hands! I want to see your hands!" the policeman snapped, and he had already held down the gun.

Vanel looked up at the sky - today's weather is not very good, cloudy, can't see the sun.

"It might rain in the morning." Vanel muttered.

"What did you say?"

Vanel stared into the eyes of the white policeman: "I said, you are such a stupid bastard!"

Before the words fell, the white policeman saw a fist appear in front of him, and then his body flew into the air!
The moment he flew into the air, Vanel had already grabbed the belt around his waist, and quickly pulled out the pistol from his pouch!

The policeman on the other side of the car was obviously a little slow in his movements—probably because he had eaten too many donuts, and his excessive obesity caused his movement of drawing a gun to be blocked by the fat under his arm.

click!
Hearing the sound of opening the safety, and seeing the gun pointed at himself, the fat policeman stopped his action very wisely.

"A job, there's no need to work hard, right?" Vanel smiled, and then walked over, without looking at the white policeman who was punched on the ground by himself.

He was measured in his shots, and the policeman would be unconscious for at least 10 minutes with one punch.

"You, do you know what you're doing?" said the fat policeman tremblingly.

"Yes, assault the police, snatch the police gun." Vanel grinned, then walked over, dropped the guy's gun, and punched him hard in the face: "Taste the gun from Su Xai!" Fist of justice, you capitalist bastards."

Seeing the fat policeman fall down without a snort, Vanel curled his lips: "Eating less sweets in the future is not good for your health."

He leisurely got into the car, started the police car, and drove the police car away slowly.

Grasping the steering wheel with one hand, and gusts of cold wind blowing in from the fallen car window, Vanel picked up the car radio in the police car casually.

"Alert...OFFICER DOWN, address XXX Street...with firearms..."

He repeated it twice, ignored the shocked call of the operator on the other side of the radio, and then smashed the car radio with his fist!

After flipping through the car audio for a while, and switching a few songs, Varner couldn't help but curse: "It sucks!"

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A few minutes later, Vanel felt the phone in his pocket vibrate a few times. He took it out and took a look. It was a text message.

The SMS content only has a phone number.Read it once and remember it.

Vanel laughed, threw the phone out of the car window, shattered it, and then drove the police car all the way.

Two minutes later, sirens whistled in the distance.

Vanel parked on the side of the road with a smile on his face, got out of the car and walked to a telephone booth on the side of the road.

He took out a coin from his pocket, stuffed it in, and dialed the number.

beep beep... beep beep... beep beep...

Around, at the intersection, two police cars have rushed over quickly, and the same is true on the other side of the road, and there are more sirens in the distance...

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I glanced at the caller ID on my phone. It was an unfamiliar number, but I could tell it was from the New York area.

Nolan hesitated for a moment, but picked it up and connected - not many people knew his mobile phone number, and they were all high-level people in the company.

"Who?" Nolan asked coldly.

"Oh, it's so annoying to hear your voice!" A voice familiar to Nolan came from the other end of the phone immediately!This voice caused Nolan's expression to change immediately!
"You... you?! Vanel??!"

"Of course it was me, Chief Nolan!" Vanel said coldly, "Are you surprised? Of course you were surprised. You thought I was dead, in Antarctica—and you shot me with your own hands. Is not it."

"..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, come to me." Vanel laughed: "I think you will definitely come——I also have a lot to say to you, Chief Nolan."

Nolan squeezed the phone hard, breathing quickly: "How can I find you? Where can I meet?"

"Listen yourself!" Vanel said coldly.

Nolan heard a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. This guy was obviously outside.

Moreover, I heard a shout on the other end of the phone.

"NYPD!!! Get on the ground!!!"

"Show your hands!!!"

"No extra moves are allowed!!"

"Fake!!"

Then Vanel said with a smile: "Do you hear me clearly? With your current status and status, it doesn't sound difficult to make a call, so... come to me."

Beep...beep...the phone is disconnected.

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Vanel raised his hands with a smile, and then stood still, allowing the NYPD to rush up, and then pressed him to the ground, and handcuffed his hands.

He was groped all over his body, and after making sure he wasn't armed, he was pulled from the ground and stuffed into a police car.

In the police car, the NYPD, who was attacked by his companion, beat Varner several times.

Vanel just didn't make a sound - for an ability user like him, these few black hands are not even tickling for him.

He was taken to an unknown police station and pushed into the detention room. After 10 minutes, Vanel, who was pulled into the interrogation room, remained silent and did not say a word.

Because it was an assault on the police, and the gang of NYPD itself was not a good bird, in the interrogation room, Varner suffered a lot of black hands again.

Still, he didn't care at all.

After being thrown into the detention room again—probably because of attacking the police and robbing the police of their guns and robbing the police car, this crime is relatively serious, so he was detained in solitary confinement.

However, four and ten minutes later...

Watching the door of the holding cell open and the two men in high-end suits standing outside behind the NYPD, Varner smiled.

This time, he smiled very happily.

"Long time no see, Chief Nolan."

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After being transferred from the detention room to the interrogation room, the door was closed.

Only Vanel and Nolan were left in the room.

"It seems that you have really become a big shot." Vanel said coldly: "In such a short time, you can find me here in the New York police. How, from Noah's Ark, defected to work for the octopus monster, it seems You have changed to a rather low position."

Nolan looked cold, staring at Vanel.

Finally, he spoke slowly.

"Why, Vanel...why didn't you die? I was pretty sure you were dead - my marksmanship couldn't be that bad, I shot at such close range, I hit the vitals, there's no way you still have chance of survival."

Vanel smiled and said nothing.

"Then why did you come to me? And in this way?" Nolan said coldly: "Assaulted the police in the street, snatched the police gun, robbed the police car...Why are you doing such a thing? Ah...I understand!"

Nolan shook his head and said with a smile: "You are protecting yourself. You are afraid that if you come to me directly, I will kill you, so you deliberately commit a felony first, and then get yourself into the police station. Do you think this place is harmful to you?" Protective effects."

"Of course." Vanel curled his lips: "In this police station, there are about [-] policemen with guns. I saw them when I came in. There are at least two teams of SWAT on standby. In New York, there is no What a safer place than here.

Of course, it's not a problem for the octopus monster to break through here... But that would be too much noise, and it's hard for you to explain it. "

Nolan looked at Vanel, suddenly shook his head and said, "No...you just want me to think so.

But in fact, even in the police station, I can't mobilize forces to attack a police station head-on... But I always have other ways.

You just want me to think that's how you plan, you want me to think that you use the police station as a means of protection.

You're trying to hoodwink me, Vanel. "

As Nolan said, he tapped his fingers on the table twice, grinned and said, "Your purpose is to paralyze me. You think that using this method makes me feel, oh, that idiot Vanel can only Think of this simple trick, and then I can show up to you without fear...

You're really just trying to hook me out to meet, you're just trying to lure me out, right? "

Varner raised his eyebrows!
Then, suddenly, the door of this interrogation room was opened!
Outside, a man and a woman walked in swaggeringly.

Seeing the two people who came in, Nolan's expression changed immediately, as if he had a "really so" tone instead: "Oh, let me see who it is, Your Excellency the Wizard, and the respected Lord Diamond, Your Excellency Lilian. Both of you The top controller came to New York and cooperated with this guy just to catch me out?"

He wanted to continue talking, but Diamond Lilian stood in front of Nolan in a blink of an eye, grabbed Nolan's neck with his hand, and lifted him up!

Under the shot of this top controller, Nolan seemed to have no ability to resist - he didn't even have the intention of resisting at all.

"Of course you can kill me here. But you don't come here just for the purpose of killing me." Nolan blushed, and said with difficulty in Lilian's hand: "Your Excellency the wizard! Think about it! I clearly know that this is a trap to catch me out, but I still come!"

The wizard sighed and cast a wink at Lilian.

Lilian frowned, but still put Nolan down.

Nolan climbed back to the table and took a few breaths with difficulty.

"A top powerhouse in the spiritual department, you can walk into the police station and come here... You can confuse the consciousness of everyone in this police station. I'm not at all curious that you can do this." Nuo Lan looked at the wizard: "But, why are you looking for me? I don't think my life is important enough for two controllers to join forces to kill me. I don't have the strength either."

"Antarctica, we need to know the truth about Antarctica." The wizard said coldly: "You led the team to Antarctica, and then...we encountered incredible things there...and, after we came out, we encountered even more incredible things. Things! I think, you must know something!"

Before Nolan could answer, the wizard had already said coldly: "You can choose to resist, you can choose not to answer, you can even choose to lie... But you know very well, I am a spiritual department! I can invade your consciousness inch by inch Space, disintegrate inch by inch and shatter your consciousness space, search your consciousness space inch by inch!

After doing all this, I can still get all the answers I want - and your consciousness space will shatter, and you will die! "

The wizard's eyes began to turn blood red: "You know very well, I won't bear to do this...Mr. Nolan, my son, died in Antarctica, and died in that operation."

Nolan took a deep breath.

He adjusted the posture where he was sitting there, trying to relax his whole body as much as possible.

Then, a very serious expression appeared on his face, and he spoke slowly, with an unprecedented seriousness in his tone.

"I can cooperate with you, and I am willing to answer all your questions... I even have more ideas! But, there is one prerequisite, that is... Vanel, you must tell me one thing!"

Nolan stared at Vanel: "How can you not die!!!"

Varner frowned.

"No, why don't I ask a different question." Nora shook her head, and then said slowly: "Is it... You have encountered a very powerful existence, using a kind of ability that we can't understand and can't do, Resurrected you! Answer me... Vanel! Didn't you!!"

Vanel hesitated for a moment: "...Why do you ask that?"

"I know the answer." Nolan suddenly let out a sigh of relief, with a joyful expression on his face.

Then, he looked at Vanel, then at the wizard, and then at Lilian.

"Because...behind me, above my head, there is such a powerful existence that makes people irresistible!
……No!wrong! !

To be precise, there has always been such a group of powerful guys above all of us! ! "

Vanel frowned: "... Octopus monster?"

"It's Ichiro Shenzong!" Nolan directly said a piece of news that shocked Vanel and others: "He is very powerful, very powerful, I guarantee that he is more powerful than any of you... maybe even you plus stand up!"

The wizard's expression turned serious.

"Let's just say it." Nolan suddenly tore open the collar of his shirt, his eyes were full of hostility and madness: "I've had enough! So in the first minute when Vanel called me, I Started guessing about it.

If he is not dead, then there must be a powerful and terrifying existence that saved him!

I probably know which group that powerful existence is.

And you...

The reason why I clearly know that this is a trap to catch me out, but I am still willing to come here is because..."

He gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyeballs were bloodshot: "I've endured enough of these inhuman guys, riding on the heads of us human ability users!
I have had enough!I don't want to bear it any longer! ! "

The wizard pondered for a moment: "These existences you mentioned..."

"They call themselves seeds." Vanel said fiercely: "So, I am willing to come to see you to see how much you have mastered. Is it possible for us...to work together!"

"What's the cooperation?" It was Lilian who asked the question.

"Together, kill these seeds!"

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(End of this chapter)