Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1905 Iron Fist to be corrected

Ordinary people's day, hurried away... maybe as long as the short video addicted to the phone, unconsciously will pass hours of time.

But for some people, even ten minutes is quite precious.

The meeting between Yan Xiaoxi and Bu Bugao was only ten minutes... This is already a big thing for Bubgo, a rookie who has only debuted for more than half a year.

In order to meet with Section Chief Yan, Bu Bu Gao had already made preparations, and even brought the boxes brought back by Wang Hu.

"...In other words, it was a logistics supporter called Wang Hu who was pursuing the prisoner all the way and bringing the box back?" Yan Xiaoxi looked at Bu Bugao.

This newcomer's resume is already on the screen of the computer-facing away from the screen of Bubu Gao.

There is nothing special about it. The scores of the various subjects are only above the qualification line, which is the type that just happens to be able to graduate from the school and can be used out, but there is not much talent.

As for Wang Hu's information, it is also opened on the screen... It is a newly created file, a hundred-year-old metamorphic tiger demon, and there is nothing outstanding.

It is probably a matter of luck to be able to track the prisoner and seize the weapon used for the attack... Yan Xiaoxi failed to get any useful information from the description of Bu Bu Gao, and he could not even judge, killing the black uncle of the non-Turkish congregation and attacking the other. Whether a guest house is committed by the same group of people.

"Fortunately, you are suffering." Yan Xiaoxi intends to send Bu Bugao away in less than ten minutes... three minutes.

"No hard work, I just work for the Bureau!" Bu Bugao was sitting dangerously at this time, but he felt his head embarrassed. "In fact, the main attack this time was Wang Hu... Wang Hu, everyone Man, there are capabilities, but it seems too wasteful to be a logistics supporter. Chief Yan, I heard that we have special promotion channels in our bureau, especially for some capable talents. I don’t know , Can we give Wang Hu a chance?"

Yan Xiaoxi frowned, did not speak, just looked at Bu Bugao.

Bu Bu opened his mouth high, shrinking his neck in awe, and said with a smile: "I'll just... ask me if I'm curious, ask."

Yan Xiaoxi looked down at the document and said indifferently: "If this Wang Hu is really capable, we will not bury talents. It is just that since Wang Hu is from the demon family, the audit will naturally be stricter. But as long as we are dedicated to the country, we Of course it will be welcome...if there is nothing, you can go back to your post and thank you for coming today, Agent."

Bu Bu Gao nodded his neck stiffly, and his brain walked out of the office a little chaotically... Before going out, Bu Bu Gao suddenly remembered something and said: "Yes, Section Chief, there is one more thing... Wang Huti When I returned to this box, a police officer also saw it on the spot. According to him, the weapon seemed to be created by hand, saying that the murderer might have good blasting skills."

Yan Xiaoxi raised his head and glanced at Bubu Gao blankly.

"I'm fine, nothing... Disturb, Section Chief!" Bu Bu Gao quickly opened the door and went out, then closed the door gently.

"Blasting skills?" Yan Xiaoxi frowned at this moment... he pondered for a moment and then called.

The call went directly to several subordinates who were conducting final security checks at the summit meeting.

"Chief, what's the matter?"

"What happened to the inspection?"

"It's still going on, the Section Chief is assured that we will definitely check every place clearly."

"Extend the inspection time...especially for the inspection of explosives. There are subpoenas, and then set up one more level at each entrance of the venue. Anything that enters the venue must go through the explosives inspection, even if it is a bottle of water, a Pack cigarettes, a lip balm, no matter how subtle it is.

"I know, I will do it now."

Yan Xiaoxi put down the phone, and soon, a subordinate came in, still holding a document... This document came from the envoy of the [Magic Society].

"Head, there is news." The subordinate said quickly: "This is the information from Miss Yue, it is the identity information of those guys on the photo."

"The efficiency is quite fast." Yan Xiaoxi chuckled softly, "[Magician Association] sent an excellent diplomat this time."

He took the file from his subordinate and opened it.

In addition to the known black dragon Auduin's information above, the information of the other few people is also quite detailed, but Yan Kechang's complexion gradually becomes less good looking, especially when I see the last one .

Gillian the Soul Witch... Black Dragon Auduin...

Leia, the granddaughter of the late Sword Saint Roland...

(Doubtful) Farrell, one of the twelve knights in the knighthood, the most fierce knight, has been imprisoned for 100 years, and is currently in a state of jailbreak...

"If it is this person, I am afraid we have caught a terrible guy." Yan Xiaoxi slowly exhaled at this time: "Is it bad for years..."

"Chief, who is this Farrell?" the subordinates puzzled: "I haven't had time to understand..."

"A murderer." Yan Xiaoxi thought for a while: "A guy who almost destroyed the entire knight institution alone. Because of this guy, the British knight institution was almost removed from the top Western supernatural powers. It's only been in the past two or three decades that I have recovered some vitality. You see, the non-human world in the European mainland basically does not take Britain to play, and there is a relationship between the decline of the knighthood... This Farrell was once known as the world. The strongest knight."

"The strongest knight?" The subordinate was startled, curious: "How about the paladin compared to the Holy See?"

Yan Xiaoxi said: "According to the record of the Secret Office, all the strongmen known as knights in the era of Farrell were overwhelmed by him alone. But wherever Farreel appeared, the Holy See The Paladins retreated from all three."

"This...so powerful?"

"Of course, it's just a side description." Yan Xiaoxi said indifferently: "As for whether Farrell is really as strong as the record, we haven't really seen it. But..."

"But if the guy we caught was really Farrell..."

"You can contact me about the envoy of the Cavaliers." Yan Xiaoxi said quickly: "I hope they will help to confirm the identity of Farrell as soon as possible."

"I will do it now!"

The subordinate left in a hurry, Yan Xiaoxi looked at it again with a document, and pondered: "Now it is almost suspicious to confirm that one of the two strong breaths remaining in the world is this suspected Farrell. But another... Is it one of these three?"

A black dragon, a granddaughter of a sword saint, is more likely in terms of identity... As for the special magician profession of the spiritual witch, it is rarely seen.

While Yan Xiaoxi was contemplating, the subordinates came back quickly, and told the knight's organization that they had agreed to assist, and they would immediately send someone to come.

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Like a vortex, consciousness hovered in the vortex... Finally it was pulled into the dark sea, muddy and suffocating.

In the small room full of photos and newspaper clippings, Mr. Jin slowly opened his eyes...waking up.

He shook his head vigorously, then sorted out some grooming, and walked out of this little house to the underground studio outside.

The workbench has stopped, and only one of the original four people is sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.

"How long have I slept, Bernard?" Mr. King asked directly.

Sitting in front of the computer was a man with disheveled hair, a beard and a western face, and his age was unknown. He was eating a donut.

The man named Bernard turned back at this time: "Not in two hours."

"What about them?"

"Going out," Bernard said: "Lawrence said to buy some materials because you broke his big guy. As for Maeve and Li Guo, they went to the venue to observe the terrain. By the way, Babe is still watching. Shop... Donut one?"

"I'm not hungry." Mr. Jin shook his head: "I also went out for a walk."

Bernard nodded and said, "Go, I'll post the route map of the police patrolling nearby on your phone, and watch it yourself."

Mr. Jin said nothing. After climbing out of the underground workshop, he quickly returned to the second-hand electrical shop.

The young woman Babe, a college student who is looking at the shop here, is hanging upside down on the shelf at this time, doing abdominal exercises, and it is already dripping with sweat.

"Mr. King!"

Babe turned sharply in a sudden.

"I went out for a walk, and by the way, I bought something to eat back... what do you want to eat?"

"Ice cream pudding." Girl Babe smiled and said: "I feel like I can eat three!"

With that said, the girl came out with a coat and a hat. Put on Mr. Jin... Covering the shocking scar on his forehead, he whispered: "Be careful."

After putting on his hat, he walked out of the street through the front door.

The afternoon sun was still a little bit big, Mr. Jin blocked it with his palm, but his eyes were about to open.

The temperature on the ground is completely different from the temperature in the basement, some of them become hot, there is the sound of cicadas, and the water vapor on the road even distorts the air.

Clap.

Mr. Jin opened a small bottle, like chewing gum, put a small ball directly into his mouth, swallowed, he frowned, and walked alone along the street leading to the city center.

Many shops have closed their doors in the past few days.

Mr. Jin suddenly stopped.

I saw above the rolling shutters of a closed product, and I don't know when some curse words have been written by spray paint.

——The monster is going to die!

Similar graffiti, in fact, can be seen a lot in the streets and alleys... there will even be some guys standing in public areas and giving speeches with megaphones.

Of course, they will soon be driven away by the patrol... more seriously, they will be taken away directly-so the police in this city will be so busy.

The initial step into the extraordinary society in just a few months, from being at a loss to the present resistance... The pains that any new era needs to experience are happening and are evolving toward severe pain.

Mr. Jin walked blankly through a group of people who were giving speeches, and turned into a small alley at random.

In the dark alley, there are several young people who smear their faces in a strange and terrifying manner, doing all kinds of weird poses... taking pictures of themselves.

Something like COS, but also because of some kind of worship-young people who adore extraordinary powers, even under the slogan of willingness to pay loyalty and life to gain extraordinary powers.

The voices of opposition can be seen everywhere, but like this yearning... there are even many voices willing to surrender for this.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Mr. Jin only feels the pain in his forehead as if it were burned by fire.

"Uncle! Are you also interested in us?"

A young man with his hair dyed green, a nose ring on his nose, and a homemade steel claw gauntlet on his left hand came to Mr. Jin.

"Join us! Don't listen to the guys outside... It's an extraordinary society now! Tell you, our boss is a real demon! Real demon!"

"Demon Race?" Mr. Jin said indifferently: "Where?"

The green-haired youth narrowed his eyes and pointed to the back.

I saw it on an iron staircase outside a house. At this time, a blond young man holding a voluptuous girl was sitting.

The fair-haired young man was shirtless, his muscles were distinct, and his face was aggressive... The eyes were dark green.

"This is also a demon clan." Mr. Jin said indifferently: "I'm afraid that it's not a person, a demon is not a demon... The real monster is not like you.

"Boss, this uncle came to find fault!" Green-haired youth sneered at this moment.

He immediately sneered, sticking out his tongue and licking the steel claws of his hand-made handguards. "My favorite is to teach you this... self-righteous middle-aged man!"

The sharp steel claws were drawn directly toward Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin did not hide or hide. As soon as his arm stretched out, he immediately grasped the arm of the young man with green hair, and then twisted hard... Only with a click, the young man's arm was twisted.

"My hand! My hand!"

The green-haired youth screamed like a pig, killing the cold, the pain and cold sweat.

Mr. Jin instantly grabbed the body of the young man with green hair, and then fell hard against the wall next to him... The body of the young man with green hair hit the wall with another pain.

But this is not over, Mr. Jin grabbed the young man's hair here, and hit his head hard against the wall again... The young man fell directly to the ground and lost consciousness.

The small groups hiding in this alley looked at this scene in horror... The blonde boss sitting on the stairs even opened his mouth.

I saw Mr. Jin waved his hand at this time, a black short stick slipped out of his sleeve. The short stick bounced off instantly, and there was even a sound of electric current flashing at the end.

"You... what do you want to do!"

"Don't get me wrong." Mr. Jin walked towards everyone step by step. "I want to beat you now, not to teach you any relatives or friends, just because I am now, I really want to beat you. , Only."

"Go up! Up! Together!"

Three, five, and two.

Mr. Jin withdrew his electric shock rod and walked out of the alley in a blank expression... Behind him, the small groups of monsters were all on the ground.

The blonde's boss's eyes are swollen... one eye has changed back to ordinary black eye beads, and a beautiful lens has fallen out of the ground.

"Humans... don't need this uncontrolled force."

Mr. Jin blocked the scorching sun with his palm again, and his eyes were still difficult to open... He felt his forehead hurt even more.

Hot pain.

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In front of the anti-theft door, Nan Xiaonan was holding the key, squinting his eyes, licking his lips, bending over, continually drawing the keyhole in front of him with the key in his hand.

"No... why can't I plug it in? How can this keyhole be so narrow? Isn't it as narrow as possible... the right size is the most comfortable! Why can't it be plugged in... Is it because I think Wrong, isn't this door at all?"

This is the security door of Luo boss's house.

She even wants the overlord to bow hard, no matter whether it's three, seventy-one or two, insert it first and then say... uselessly strong is the correct opening posture?

"Miss Nan, what are you doing?"

"Don't you see? I'm driving... Kai..." The academic witch of the other world raised his head subconsciously. Who is not the future boss lady in front of the door?

"The boss lady!!"

"Oh, Miss Nan, look, you're talking nonsense again." The maid lady in front of the door smiled slightly: "Come in, this key won't open this door. Moreover, the key that can open this door, the owner also Won't give you easily."

Nan Xiaonan had to smirk and smiled, but it was a pity that the key was withdrawn... obviously he was almost inserted.

Although it is strong!

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PS1: That's right, it's him again, and he got up temporarily, lashing me with evil capital power.

PS2: [People are under Wutong]

PS2: (1/1)

(End of this chapter)