Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 146 Raid Thriller (Armed conflict is so difficult to write about, let’s see how this chapter goes)

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 146 Raid Thriller (Armed conflict is so difficult to write about, let’s see how this chapter goes)

Commonwealth, New Jersey, Teton City

"Damn it, that old monster Alexander overstepped his authority and mobilized the bureau's special service squadron..."

A bald, shiny Mediterranean man angrily walked into the headquarters of the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense.

"Mr. Director, hasn't Alexander always used the power of the bureau to wipe the butt of his descendants?

I thought you were used to it!"

In a huge aquarium, a green-skinned fish-man was swimming in the water.

His face that resembles an ET alien has fish gill-like organs on both sides, and he spits bubbles freely in the water tank.

"Okay, fish steak, you'd better stay in the water. Where is the red boy? Where is he?"

The Mediterranean director wiped his sweaty forehead with a tissue:

"I understand that Alexander called on the Bureau's Secret Service in New York to clean up his children and grandchildren.

Yes, this is not the first time he has done this,

No way, who knows, this old immortal is one of the founders of the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense, and the oldest paranormal investigator in the Bureau!

But can anyone tell me why he mobilized people to go to Monaco? There is no supernatural power there."

"Monaco," the fishman spat bubbles in the water: "Is it the Monaco that holds the antique car competition?

I like racing, and I heard that Tony Stark will also participate in this race, so I really want to go and see it,"

The fishman raised his hand and looked at his unusual green skin:

"It seems that I can only watch the channel broadcast at home!"

The fishman looked at the bald supervisor with his bulging pure black eyes, and then added.

"And it's replayed!"

"Tony Stark, God, Alexander wouldn't want to deal with Iron Man!"

The bald supervisor simply ignored the fishman's hint of protest against overtime work.

Thinking of some possible bald manager, the more I thought about it, the more my scalp became numb.

"No, Weibo, pick up Alexander for me, I need to call him to find out!"

"Yes, sir!" A young agent picked up the encrypted phone nearby and dialed.

……………

"Tony Stark, that rich man, I'm not interested in him!

Don’t worry, it won’t have any impact, I’m just dealing with a gang leader with some supernatural powers!”

On the black ship belonging to the federal military, Alexander Corvinus stood on the bow of the ship holding a phone, said a few simple words, and then hung up the phone.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Alexander Corvinus rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

For hundreds of years, he had almost broken his heart for his two sons, especially Marcus.

In order to coordinate the relationship between his vampire tribe and the human government, he had to compromise with the federal government and help them establish the so-called Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau.

It's a pity that he is already hundreds of years old and has to deal with some weird magical races every day.

Now that something happened to his son, his father, who is hundreds of years old, has to run around and work hard.

"New York should have started taking action now!"

Alexander Corvinus looked at the looming buildings near the New York beach in the distance and muttered to himself.

………

"Shet! Webb gave me a list of people to participate in the Monaco racing competition! It needs to be urgent!"

Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense Headquarters

The bald supervisor hung up the phone, cursed fiercely, and at the same time ordered the young detective on the side.

"And you, Fish Steak, if you don't want to work overtime, find the whereabouts of Urnos as soon as possible. Someone saw that this dark wizard who survived the Middle Ages appeared in the troll black market recently.

In the past two months, one hundred and twenty-eight people have died at his hands, including some big figures from powerful magic races.

Find him before he causes more damage!"

"Okay, okay! I'll try my best!" The fishman emerged from the water and spat out a splash of water.

"Where's the red-skinned boy? Where is he?"

The bald supervisor looked around and saw no trace of his top paranormal investigator.

"Bang!"

Just when he was asking the fishman, he suddenly saw the fishman covering his eyes with his hands, looking like he couldn't bear to look directly.

Before he could react, a big red-skinned man was thrown out of a room and knocked to the ground.

"My waist! Red-skinned boy, you are waiting for me!..."

The bald supervisor lay on the ground and let out a painful cry!

………………

At three o'clock in the morning, New York was completely silent, and the street lights near a high-end villa area were extinguished one by one.

Under the night, several black business cars quietly arrived near the manor with their lights turned off.

"The surveillance equipment of the manor has been cut off. I will try my best to create obstacles to delay the New York police. But you only have twenty minutes. Everyone is determined to take action..."

In the back seat of a black seven-seater commercial vehicle, after confirming that the computer experts had cut off the surveillance in the manor, the special service commander of this operation raised his wrist, looked at the time, and issued an order.

The doors of several commercial vehicles were opened at the same time.

A group of soldiers wearing black body armor, black hoods on their faces, and federal army helmets got out of the car, bent over and touched the manor's courtyard wall.

Soldiers in groups of two came to the foot of the courtyard wall and made war gestures to each other.

A soldier bowed slightly, folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen,

The other soldier took a few steps back, trotted and stepped on his hand. The assisting soldier raised his hands and allowed him to climb up the wall.

Thump thump thump…

Seven soldiers climbed up the wall at the same time and jumped into the manor's courtyard wall.

Outside the manor, more than a dozen special service soldiers from the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau had used the cover of the bushes to reach the gate of the manor.

Colleagues who can only jump into the manor open the door, and they can rush in and annihilate the enemies in the manor.

These special service soldiers lay down in the bushes, hiding themselves in the bushes, and quietly stared at the door in front of them.

But as time passed, the door of the manor showed no sign of opening, and there was no sound coming from the manor. The silence was terrifying!

"The eagle's nest calls to the falcon, the eagle's nest calls to the falcon..."

The special service commander sitting in the business car also realized that something was wrong, and through the command system, he wanted to call the soldiers who entered the manor.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound coming from the command system except for the rustling sound of electricity.

"Call Falcon Team B, call Falcon Team B..."

An artificial lake at the back of Tang Manor leads to the waterway outside.

Several water ghost soldiers wearing black diving suits, oxygen masks on their heads, and small oxygen bottles on their waists slowly squatted down,

Try not to touch the water splash, wait until their heads are all submerged in the water, and then start paddling their arms to dive into the manor from the water.

"The eagle's nest calls Falcon Group B, the eagle's nest calls Falcon Group B..."

Several special service water ghosts quickly snorkeled into the manor's artificial lake through the water channel~

I don't know if it was because of the cold weather at night, but as soon as they swam across the manor's courtyard wall and entered the artificial lake inside the manor, these water ghosts felt that the temperature of the lake water dropped sharply.

A water ghost soldier's feet were so cold that he almost cramped.

In the dark night, the water was a little turbid, and he couldn't see clearly the positions of his companions.

Looking up at the white light faintly shining on the water, he paddled his hands to swim upstream.

At this moment, the earplugs in his ears, which were also waterproof communicators, rang.

The water ghost soldier immediately stopped swiping, stretched out his hand on the communicator and started tapping the Morse code rhythmically.

"Falcon received, please speak to the Eagle's Nest..."

"Evacuate, emergency evacuation!"

The commander's urgent voice came from the communicator...

"receive!"

Gululu…

After typing the mousse code, the water ghost soldier took out a breath and turned around to swim back.

But as he swam, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Not only could he not find the waterway leading to the outside, but several of his companions were also missing.

He shook his head and looked around for his companions in the dark water.

Wow…

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of water sliding behind him, and he subconsciously turned around.

The head was right next to a skull with green phosphorus fire in its eye sockets.

Gulu gulu…

The water ghost soldier was immediately frightened to the point of splitting his liver and gallbladder, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide and let out a miserable howl.

The oxygen plug in his mouth suddenly slipped off, and the lake water poured directly into his mouth, making him choke and drink several large sips of water.

He moved his hands and tried to paddle out of the water.

But the ankle seemed to be firmly grasped by a claw!

The water ghost soldier immediately thought of what was grabbing him. With his scalp numb, he tried desperately to swim out of the water, but a huge force directly pulled him down...

"Everyone, prepare to retreat!"

In the black business car, the commander of this operation issued orders to everyone on the communicator.

At the same time, the commander switched the communication channel and called the other two groups.

……………

In Raccoon Town, at night, the busy construction site returned to calm.

In front of the building leading to the Beehive, a semi-trailer truck parked at the door.

Four scavengers wearing one-piece raincoats were busy going back and forth between the building and the truck, throwing bulging black plastic bags into the refrigerated truck.

"The eagle's nest calls to the wolf's den, the eagle's nest calls to the wolf's den..."

After throwing all the plastic bags into the car, a scavenger closed the car door. The moment the car door closed, a faint voice sounded inside a black plastic bag.

(End of chapter)