All People: Unparalleled Painter, Copying Ragnarok!

Jiangbei City is not far from Dachang City, even very close. The two cities are only separated by the Yangtze River.

But these two cities that are so close have different fates. Due to geographical reasons, the economic development of Jiangbei City is much better than that of Dachang City.

The large gap between the rich and the poor made the residents of Dachang City come to Jiangbei City to make a living.

Fortunately, the bridge across the river was built ten years ago, and the two sides became unimpeded, so the situation improved.

Usually, a lot of vehicles can be seen coming and going on the cross-river bridge, but today's cross-river bridge is unusually quiet, and the closer the bridge is, the white fog suddenly appears.

The cross-river bridge is hidden in the white mist, like a giant black beast.

A cordon was pulled up at the entrance of the bridge, and speed bumps were laid on the ground. The members of Qin Tiansi patrolled back and forth with serious expressions.

Seeing Lin Ming approaching, someone immediately greeted him and persuaded him to return.

Guessing that something might have happened on the bridge, Lin Ming directly took out his ID. The ID of the Lord of Qintiansi's Secret Realm can basically pass anywhere in Jiangbei City.

The members of Qin Tiansi who were in charge of guarding the bridge looked at the certificate presented by Lin Ming, a little dazed, looking back and forth between the certificate and Lin Ming's face.

Without him, as the master of the secret realm, Lin Ming looked too young.

After checking the documents and checking the number, the man withdrew the obstacles behind him.

After entering the interior of the bridge, Lin Ming discovered that the white mist was not formed naturally, but a man-made product.

Lin Ming opened his right hand, centered on the palm of his right hand, and the red blood mist easily penetrated into the white mist.

"It seems that it is not an extension of the regular power, but a product of a lower level." Lin Ming withdrew his right hand, without the support of the regular power, the blood mist slowly dissipated in the air like a rootless root.

The intensity of this white mist is weaker than Lin Ming imagined. It may only serve to cover the target and shield the breath, and it is completely incomparable with the blood mist extending from the regular blood.

"Didn't you say that a master of the secret realm came in? Why are you so young?" A deep male voice came from the empty cross-river bridge.

A figure slowly walked out from the other side of the bridge.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, dressed in black, with some kind of breathing device on his face, with dark bags under his eyes, and a very tired expression. He looked like he hadn't slept for a long time.

Unlike the shock of the guards outside, the man in front of him looked at Lin Ming with more consideration.

Lin Ming could only shrug his shoulders. It wasn't long before he became the master of the secret realm, and the news had just spread among Qin Tiansi. Those who are still on mission must have never heard of Lin Ming. .

"Forget it, as long as you can help, come with me."

The middle-aged man didn't introduce his identity to Lin Ming, nor did he ask for specific information about Lin Ming, but simply greeted Lin Ming to come with him, turned around and walked towards the depths of the white mist.

Regarding Lin Ming's background, the man in black is not interested. His personal opinion is that as long as the two of them work together, they will naturally become familiar with each other.

The two walked out of the white mist very quickly, one behind the other.

Walking out of the white mist, Lin Ming saw a lot of vehicles parked here and there in the middle of the bridge across the river.

The most eye-catching thing is the black Mercedes-Benz in the center. The body of the Mercedes-Benz hit the barrier, the front of the car was already horrible, and the airbag also popped out.

Four people were standing beside the black car, two were sitting on the ground, and one was lying on the ground in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Yuanyang, I'll take your place. You can introduce the situation to him." The middle-aged man said.

Lin Ming glanced across the scene, frowning slightly, he felt the traces of the power of the rules.