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Coulson's phone rang, and it happened to be the agents of the network logistics.

"Sir, we found it."

"It's okay, don't be discouraged... Wait, you said you found it?" Coulson pursed his dry lips, "Is the surveillance here not disturbed?"

The logistics agent said: "It was received, but only part of it. What's more interesting is that all the pictures of the enemy were preserved, and only the insignificant parts were affected. We tracked down the last location of the enemy."

"Send me the address." Coulson hung up the phone, he turned to Zhang Ming and asked, "Did you ask Olivia to do it?"

"No." Zhang Ming said.

"Someone was secretly helping us stop the hackers," Coulson said.

The screen of his mobile phone lit up, and it was a message from the logistics agent, with a short address written on it.

They are less than ten minutes away by car.

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"This is it?" Zhang Ming jumped out of the car and looked at the building in front of him.

This is an auto repair shop with a slightly exaggerated decoration. It is nine o'clock in the evening. The romantic French people don't have much habit of working overtime. They turn off the lights early and go off work in style.

Through the window, you can see that it is full of various spare parts for remodeling cars.Surveillance showed that after Cutting hid in, he never came out.

Dio put his hands on the ground, closed his eyes, and listened for a few seconds.

"There is a sound of breathing."

Zhang Ming folded his arms, leaned against the car door, and said to Dior: "Then I will leave it to you. I will guard the surrounding area. If there is any problem, I will take action as soon as possible."

Dio nodded.

Black Night is his home game. Last time he lost to Cut, it was more because of poor information.

Cutting knows Dior well, his strengths and weaknesses, and adopts different tactics in a targeted manner, while Dior can only rely on the constant consumption of blood and physical strength to grope for Cutting's cards little by little.

Dio tugged at his neckline and straightened his clothes.

What follows is a fair duel of men against men.

He went in.

Zhang Ming threw out the absurd lock and jumped onto the roof of a building, overlooking the garage from a height, while Coulson was guarding the back door with a gun in his hand.

They waited quietly for the end, their muscles tensed, ready to rush in to support at any time.

However, things ended sooner than they imagined.In less than ten minutes, Dior came out dragging a man covered in blood.

"That's him?" Zhang Ming asked.

"His code name is Cut," Dior said.

Coulson looked at Dio's right hand that was inserted into the cut chest, opened his mouth, thought for a few seconds and then said: "Well... I know there is a grudge between you, but can we change the way..."

"I'm not a massacre." Dio explained, but coupled with the evil expression he was about to put on when he activated his ability, this sentence was not convincing at all.

Dio turned his head towards the cut, "I thought about a question: how can I catch someone alive and ask about their organization. It's not easy, this group of guys are crazier than the terrorists in the Middle East, as long as they are caught If you catch it, you will explode your heart."

Zhang Ming knelt down to observe the wound and asked, "So, you crushed his heart first?"

"Yes."

Dior's answer made Zhang Ming think of a ridiculous news that he saw in the past:

The family of a woman in the US who tried to commit suicide with a gun has called the police.When the police saw the gun in her hand, the police decisively opened fire and knocked out the gun in the woman's hand, and also killed her, successfully preventing the suicide from happening!

Dior understood Zhang Ming's eyes.

"I'm here to save him. Although he has no heart, my blood is maintaining his body functions. He won't die in a short time. We can try to get something out of his mouth."

"You said he was still alive?" Zhang Ming picked up a wooden stick and poked the cut face, but there was no response.

"Well... At least from the physical level, he is not dead yet." Dio's words were somewhat lacklustre.

They get back on the plane.

Gemma is an expert in the field of biochemistry and also has in-depth study of medicine. She helped Dio maintain his body state of cutting, and after awakening his consciousness, Coulson began to interrogate him.

By the time the interrogation was over, it was already two o'clock in the morning the next day, and Coulson came out rubbing his temples.

Zhang Ming handed over a cup of coffee, "How is it?"

"Good and bad," Coulson said.

"for example?"

"On the plus side, he said all he knew."

Amid the trifecta of pain, death threats, and veritaserum, cutting failed to keep any secrets:

This is an organization established less than two months ago, with only nine core members, including the dead tortoise and the caught cut.They used to be members of a psychological rehabilitation organization, but they were transformed into superpowers by the "stone" brought by the leader, and they had the idea of ​​changing the world, so they launched a series of actions.

Regarding the internal members, Cut said their code names, but their ability was vague.

The leader gave them the first order, which was to keep their own abilities a secret. Except the leader, no one knew the specific abilities of their companions.

"He only mentioned the ability of a woman, the "elf", who can detect and communicate across half of the earth, and is an absolutely powerful auxiliary ability user." Coulson said.