In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

With a cigarette in his mouth, he strolled through the streets of Rome in the evening. After walking for more than ten minutes, he suddenly slapped his forehead.

'Oops, forgot to buy Jack a present. '

Rosen looked around, and there were shops selling art, ranging from small calligraphy and paintings to large sculptures, but these things were not suitable for the child.

He had already bought enough puppets, and after much deliberation, he could only buy some of the latest games. After all, Rome is different from London, and you can find all kinds of new games.

But... where is Electric Street?Do you want to go back and ask those nerds?

Luo Sen, who was already somewhat road-crazy, was at a loss, and happened to have a police car parked in front of him, so he walked over quickly.

"Officer, how can I get to the place where games are sold in Rome?"

Sitting in the police car was a bearded fat man with a chubby belly that seemed to burst his uniform. Heroic spirits were sitting in charge, and there were no such chickens everywhere that couldn't even beat a skeleton soldier.

The fat man glanced at Lawson, showing a harmless smile, "You are asking about Electric Street, it's a bit far away, how about I give you a ride?"

Enthusiastic, like a tour guide in a tourist area.

"Thank you very much then."

From the moment he got off the plane, Rosen was accustomed to the enthusiasm of the noodle man, thanked him, and sat in the back seat.

The police car was driving slowly. There were three festivals in Rome today, and the traffic was jammed. They happened to encounter a car accident after not walking far, so they had to take a detour from the suburbs.

The two of them in the car were a bit bored. Rosen handed them a cigarette, and they quickly became acquainted.

"Oh? So you just came from Britain, and you can't stand the knight country after staying for a long time! I'm not bragging. When it comes to the quality of life, Rome is much better than London."

"It's a little different. How should I put it? It lacks a sense of tension." Rosen touched his nose, but he couldn't tell whether it was an advantage or a disadvantage.

"Haha, we Romans are all optimists!" The fat policeman laughed, narrowing his eyes and making a wretched expression, "The real city of Rome only appears at night, or I'll take you to some places after get off work." Stimulus place?"

Even the Roman police are so open? !

The corner of Rosen's mouth twitched, trying to maintain the dignity of the old driver, and replied lightly: "If there is a chance, I must go."

The fat man didn't care too much. In his opinion, it would be more inconceivable for a man of Rosen's age to be a virgin than the end of the world, so he exchanged contact information immediately.

The topic gradually became distorted, and quickly evolved to which part of a woman's body is best to use. He knew nothing about this kind of question, so he could only look out of the window sullenly.

The outskirts of Rome are also extremely beautiful, the Tiber River flows quietly, and the stone bridge above has a history of hundreds of years, and was lucky to escape destruction.

Rosen couldn't help but think of the tragic London Bridge, that old bridge has now been bulldozed even its piers.

The police car was driving towards the city, and seeing the sparse vehicles on the bridge, he asked casually:

"By the way, is your daily work so idle?"

"Basically, it is also an important job of the police to lead the way for foreign tourists and let them integrate into the great Rome. Don't look at me like this, I am called a gold medal tour guide in the police station!"

Tourist guide?Isn't it the job of the police to maintain law and order?

Rosen was a little confused. This country is really different. You must know that the British police want to wear guns all over their bodies.

But the quiet daily life is the most comfortable. He exhaled a smoke ring with a smile on his face:

"I'm a little envious of you guys. Every day is quite interesting, and I can see different people every day."

"It's all thanks to the heroic spirits. Although they are not rich, they don't have to face terrible monsters." The fat man patted his stomach, contentedly.

To enable ordinary people to live an ordinary life is the goal of Rosen's fight with a group of heroic spirits. He didn't say much, and listened quietly to the other party's rambling.

"It's only ten minutes away. Hey, it's just time to get off work. I don't know which bastard called the police, which made me busy all afternoon."

"Call to the police?" Rosen raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, I was going to catch a thief, but I just happened to meet you." The fat man was very satisfied with the fishing at work, but he saw in the rearview mirror that Rosen's expression was not right, and before he could ask a question, the fat man in front A black-painted cannonball flew.

The brain froze in an instant, and a moment later, a flame bloomed on the stone bridge.

PS: I just came back from my physiotherapy, and I posted the code words of medicinal wine, how is the quality of this chapter?

Chapter 94 Let me teach you what assassination is

The one-meter-long warhead directly hit the police car, and shrapnel shot out in all directions, and the blast wave caused the stone bridge to shake violently.

In a few seconds, a large pit appeared in the center of the centuries-old bridge, and the falling stones splashed a large amount of water in the Tiber River.And the cars on those bridges were in bad luck, and they fell into the river one after another.

Dozens of people were killed or injured in the peaceful city of Rome at one time, but the creator of all this was watching with indifferent eyes from a thousand meters away.

"A hit, the target is silent, do you need additional shooting?" A thin man in optical camouflage reported, beside him, a recoilless gun was emitting white smoke.

"My lord wants to live, not minced meat. The number one stays here for cover, and the others follow me."

"Got it." The thin man snorted, took off the large-caliber sniper rifle, and pointed the muzzle at the broken bridge.

After the order was issued, a few figures suddenly emerged from both ends of the bridge, either holding rifles or giant axes, and the magic power on their bodies was no longer hidden.

The wounded man called for help, only to be stabbed again.

Without leaving any survivors, the Assassin team apparently realized the true meaning of assassination. At an extremely fast speed, the bridge hundreds of meters long was quickly stepped on.

The stone bridge was cut in two from the middle, and there was still a lot of thick smoke coming out. The middle-aged man who was leading looked down, only to find a few cars sinking slowly.

"Idiot No. [-], I have already said to reduce the amount of charge, and most of the targets were washed away by the river."

"Do you want to search? A speedboat is prepared here in the preliminary plan."