I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 67 Countermeasures Director

The Abnormal Matter Countermeasures Bureau is an official organization that currently exists in China and adopts various methods such as containing, suppressing, and exterminating alien life forms.

At present, the Countermeasures Bureau has branches in most major cities, while its main bureau exists in Chenfeng City.

It can be said that as the hub of the strategy bureau, Chenfeng City is basically an iron bucket.Even if she is a witch, she has to be careful when she comes to this land, and she doesn't dare to make trouble like she is in Yanzhou City.

But no one would have thought that in the future, the first origin "starscream" would be born in this city that everyone thought was impregnable.

Starscream even wiped out the local countermeasures headquarters, occupying Chenfeng City and its surrounding areas in one fell swoop.

Of course, this is what will happen in three months.

Today's Morrowind City is still as stable as a castle under a cliff, with natural moats as the way to keep out the aliens from all directions. It stands majestically like an invincible Constantinople, and it will stand until the torrent of the times is chaotic.

But recently, there seem to be some discordant notes in the city.

In order to completely erase this stern sound, the current head of the countermeasure bureau came in person, intending to continue to subdue all the aliens in Chenfeng and even the whole country with an unshakable aggressive attitude!
Originally, Wang Wei, the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, thought exactly so.

When he got out of the car in casual clothes, in front of him was a dilapidated abandoned building with its gate broken.

Ok……

Looking at the iron gate next to it that was severed in two, with extremely smooth cuts, the expression on Wang Weizheng's face twitched slightly.

Although he said that before he came, he had heard the reaction of pedestrians around him, but when he actually came to the scene in person, Wang Weizheng was still a little speechless.

The current monster is really lawless, isn't it?

Even though he was staying in this city, he dared to kidnap the relatives of the school teacher, and then made such a big commotion in the city...

The long knife slipped out of the scabbard, passing through Wang Weizheng's hand, showing a bright silver streamer under the sunlight, and falling into the hand calmly and coolly.It was fine weather in the afternoon, and the blade reflected the bright sunlight, like a condensed sun.

At this very moment, the knife was shining brightly.

Many people know that Wang Weizheng's knife is not simple.Wang Weizheng was able to occupy the position of the chief of the countermeasures bureau, at least three points of the reason were due to this knife.

Because this thing is also the same as the nameless fog, something similar to a different species but not a different species.

Relying on this knife and his outstanding personal strength, Wang Weizheng was able to control the entire strategy and kill those "dangers" and "disasters".

But now, the long knife is out of its sheath, which may mean that it is about to start drinking blood again.

Holding a long knife in one hand and lighting a cigarette for himself in the other, Wang Wei was walking towards the building while smoking a cigarette.

When he walked into the building, Wang Weizheng's expression became more serious when he saw the pitted ground inside and the blood-stained open area next to him, together with the stumped limbs and arms that fell on the ground next to him.

He squatted down, looked at the pothole on the ground, looked at the inactive arm, and thought for a while: "This is..."

If his memory didn't go wrong, then the owner of this arm should be...

"It belongs to the god of the Nine Heads Sect, Lan Kong."

A voice suddenly came from behind Wang Weizheng.

who? !

Wang Wei turned around abruptly, piercing the air with the long knife in his backhand, causing a sharp hiss that pierced the air!

Then the knife just stopped in mid-air.

There seemed to be something blocking Wang Weizheng's long knife in the air that should have been unobstructed, making it difficult for his long knife to penetrate an inch.

At this time, Wang Weizheng suddenly realized that something unusual had happened.

The previously empty and abandoned building did not know when a faint mist began to rise. The mist permeated the air, moist and cold.

Is it heterogeneous?

Wang Weizheng put away the knife, his eyes were cold: "Hide your head and show your tail, since you dare to set foot on Chenfeng, then you should expect this kind of thing to happen. Hurry up and show me your figure, don't force me to really blow you out!"

As he said that, the long knife in his hand was condensed with a little glimmer again.

Just as Wang Wei was yelling and asking, the next second.

The mist splits from a certain direction, tumbling and gathering like layered clouds, and gently retreats to the sides under some indescribable force, revealing a cloud-shrouded open space.

A person came stepping on the mist.

"Director Wang, good afternoon," said the man in a gentle voice, "It's the first time we meet each other, and it's just as good as what Shiyun Changhe saw."

Who is he?
I don't seem to have seen a similar "heterogeneous species".

The other party was obviously abnormal, and Wang Weizheng could see through it at a glance. The other party was not so much a human being as a dead "corpse".

Looking at this young man who seemed to be very pale and probably not in good health, Wang Weizheng looked a little serious.

Is it a new species?
Thinking of this, Wang Weizheng slightly exerted his hand holding the long knife, his knuckles turned white, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

Since it is a different species, Wang Weizheng has no reason to let it go.

There is no need to judge whether it is good or bad, first cut it with a knife, make it immobile, make it immobile, and then hand it over to the people in the bureau for trial.

However, before he could make a move, the young man smiled and waved his hands: "Let's save it for later. In fact, I don't want to fight Director Wang."

As he said that, he smiled helplessly: "There are thousands of stacks of 'Ni Lang' like a torrent, and the sword cannot be stopped lightly. I am not sure that after taking over the 'Ni Lang' from the director, I will be safe."

Ok?
Hearing these words, Wang Weizheng couldn't help frowning: "Nilang? What Nilang?"

This time it was the young man's turn to be stunned.

He took a deep look at Wang Weizheng, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

Soon, the man seemed to realize something, and couldn't help shaking his head: "So it's not this time yet? Well, it seems that my insensitivity to time is becoming more and more obvious."

"Interesting, is the phase shifted, or is there something disturbing the pendulum of time?"

What is he talking about?
Wang Weizheng's eyebrows never stretched.

This was the first time that he felt that he could understand what the other party said, but he just couldn't understand the meaning.

Soon, the young man came back to his senses.

He looked at Wang Weizheng and said with a smile: "But it's harmless, although the time has not reached the corresponding position, a slight deviation will not affect the cause and effect of fate too much.

"As long as Director Wang's 'connection' is not lost, then there is no need to reach the other end."

Wang Weizheng's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he said bluntly, "Also, who are you?"

At this time, Wang Weizheng began to understand why young people nowadays hate that thing so much...

Riddler?
This person is probably a riddle man at the moment.

He thought so.

Faced with this question, the young man shook his head lightly: "Since the time has not come, if I say it now, it may disturb the fate of the cloud. If I stir the cauldron of fate in vain, I am afraid that the collection that should have been accomplished will be ruined and become useless." waste."

"However, your last question is not an unspoken secret."

The young man said with a smile, "My name is Bering. You can also call me the Prophet, the Prophet of Tomorrow."

Tomorrow, Prophet?
Hearing these two nouns, Wang Wei just remembered something: "You are...the live broadcast from before."

He finally realized where he had heard the name before.

Not long ago, his subordinates had reported to him that there seemed to be a live broadcast room that was broadcasting some information that could not be released to the public.

People from the technical department tried to ban this live broadcast room, but there was no way to completely ban it anyway.

Thinking of this, Wang Weizheng couldn't help but click his tongue: "So you are Mingri."

He looked at the Prophet with an impatient expression on his face: "Anyway, I know who you are, so what then? You won't come with me, just to tell me riddles?"

In the face of Wang Weizheng's impatience, the prophet did not have the slightest dissatisfaction.

He was as calm as ever, with a very gentle expression: "Of course not."

The Prophet smiled lightly and said, "I'm here to talk to Director Wang about something."

"Of course, no matter what you are talking about, please sit down first."

As the prophet said, he pulled out a chair from the side and placed it beside the two of them.

(End of this chapter)