Game of Gods

"No one is allowed to reach full level before him? This is simply ridiculous!"

New York.

Alec Bidwell smashed his wine glass angrily.

As the boss of one of the five largest underground organizations in New York, Bidwell has enough reasons to be angry-he has always threatened people, and no one has threatened him.

But now, someone threatened him.

This is simply unacceptable!

"That was aggressive, but also strong," Campino said.

As Bidwell's military adviser, he flipped through the report in his hand and said: "The news from there shows that it was a frontal attack. When he killed Culin, there were more than twenty guards around Culin, and a large group His friends and friends who are also professionals, but none of them could help him. He just killed him in full view, and killed sixteen guards along the way, only five escaped, and he let him go."

"What level is he?"

"Level seventy."

"A level 70 animal trainer, under the siege of a large group of people, killed a level 100 Berserker and sixteen guards head-on?"

"I don't use battle pets...or I only use one. I heard that it is a kind of beetle swarm that is not attacked when flying. It is very troublesome and not very powerful. It is mainly used to interfere with other people's attacks."

"That means he is not invincible!"

"Even gods are not invincible...relative invincibility is enough." Campino said helplessly.

Bidwell took a deep breath: "Do you think he will come to me?"

"Actually, I think he will."

"Give me your advice."

"Hide and hide."

"It's impossible!" Bidwell growled. "I can't put my people down and hide myself."

"This is not something shameful, Alec, just treat it like facing the police."

"Even if I face the police, I don't have to hide now."

"There are always extraordinary times."

Bidwell thought about it for a while: "What do you think those politicians will think? How will they handle this matter."

"That's the crux of the matter." Cambino turned on the TV, which was showing the news.

A senator faced a question from a reporter and said: "You ask me what I think about Yuan's question? No, no, now is not the time to discuss this... When will it be discussed? I will tell you when the time is right. But now I I don't want to discuss it."

The TV turns off.

"All the politicians are avoiding this issue, as if it's now a taboo that no one dares to touch on the gun control committee," Campino said.

"This is incredible, how could this happen?" Bidwell couldn't understand.

Cambino shook his head: "I suggested you not to upgrade so quickly from the very beginning."

"Shut up! Don't tell me you said that!" Bidwell roared.

He collected himself and said, "Notify Billy, get the car ready. I'm going to the Kansas countryside for a while."

boom!

The door was knocked open.

A guard was thrown in.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "I'm afraid you don't need that anymore."

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Walking out of the mafia boss's villa, Yuan Chenfei checked the time and took a taxi: "Go to Long Island."

"Good sir."

The driver was a black man, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, looking at the passengers behind the car: "With all due respect, you look familiar."

"Many people say that about me." Yuan Chenfei replied in proficient English.

"I guess you must be a celebrity," said the black man.

"Because I'm familiar?"

"In addition, you are going to Long Island, which is a rich area."

"Just to meet a friend."

"The people who can be friends with rich people are usually rich people."

"Well, well, I'm kind of rich, but I guess I'm not traditionally rich."

"I understand, I understand." The black said with a smile: "Times have changed, and many concepts have to change."

"for example?"

"Now it's no longer a world of powerful and rich people, but a world of powerful and high-ranking people."

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "But you are still driving."

"Someone has to do things, right? Although people have teleportation, they still need cars. High-level can't completely replace low-level, and professionals can't replace mortals. Of course, it's not like I didn't do it. I am also a professional, although the level is low A little bit, but I still have some self-preservation ability."

"You can see it." Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Can you see it?"

"After all, not every taxi driver will install a high-explosive bomb in his car."

"Haha, you are indeed a formidable person, I said, you won't make up my mind, will you?"

"The power of the high-explosive bomb is quite strong." Yuan Chenfei spread his hands: "It can protect you, although it may not be able to protect this car."

The black driver smiled: "The car is not important anymore."

They chatted all the way, and the car soon arrived at Long Island.

Yuan Chenfei got out of the car, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

He looks into the distance.

A convoy is coming, driving out of the intersection, and heading into the distance.

Yuan Chenfei quickly returned to the car.

"Why are you back?" the black driver asked.

"The friend I want to visit just left... Can you help me follow the convoy ahead?" Yuan Chenfei fiddled with the ethereal bracelet.

Spatial positioning told him that his target was in the convoy ahead.

"It's not a good job," the driver muttered.

"I can add money to you."

Yuan Chenfei threw him a handful of crystal coins.

The driver's eyes glowed golden: "Look at me."

He quickly pressed a few times on the car, and the car started to deform like a taxi express. The exhaust pipe protruded, the chassis lowered, and it started to accelerate like a sports car.

"Wow." Yuan Chenfei whistled.

"I modified it myself, oh, I'm a gunner."

"I know." Yuan Chenfei nodded: "It seems that your mechanics are pretty good."

"Of course."

"Would that help me catch up? I want to say hello to my old friend."

"I think you should make a phone call."

That being said, the driver started to accelerate anyway.

The convoy has come to the highway, and the taxi quickly drives to the side of the first armored car.

Yuan Chenfei opened the window and said to the driver, "Come back in two minutes."

Said has rushed out.

Seeing this scene, the driver was taken aback, but didn't react too much, just shook his head: "I knew it was like this."

Looking at the opposite convoy, Yuan Chenfei has already entered the car.

Then there was howling and blood rushing.

Despite the psychological preparation, the driver still opened his mouth.

After a while, Yuan Chenfei jumped back into the taxi: "You really waited for me."

"I dare not wait." The driver replied in a vague tone: "I remembered who you are... You are Yuan, the one who specializes in killing the powerhouse of level 100."

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It was dark.

George Brooke hurried along the road with a heavy face.

Wearing a maintenance suit, he was greasy and looked a bit down and out. This made a few punks think it was easy to bully.

They came to George Brook.

Seeing this situation, Brook didn't say anything, but just shook the bottle in his hand: "It's a habit before robbing, first look at the opponent's strength. Haven't you developed the habit of insight?"

Several punks looked at each other in astonishment.

One of them put on his glasses, and then his face changed drastically: "Sorry sir, we're leaving now."

He dragged his companions away in a hurry.

George Brook ignored it and moved on.

He could already see the lights in the house.

Then he stopped.

Yuan Chenfei stood at the door, looking at him.

His eyes are cold.

George Brook whispered: "Yuan Chenfei?"

"Yes." Yuan Chenfei came over: "It seems that you already understand, so I don't need to say anything more, right?"

George Brook swallowed: "I didn't expect you to come so soon."

This is the truth, he originally wanted to leave, but was delayed by some things.

When he came back in a hurry and wanted to pack everything up and leave, he found it was already too late.

Looking at Yuan Chenfei, George Brook took a deep breath and summoned his own golem: "Then, come on."

George Brook, an alchemist, is currently level 100.

The ultimate skill is Alchemy Truth, which takes the route of strengthening golem props and alchemy circles. The created golem can be endowed with one, two and three extra skills, props will also be strengthened, and the power of the alchemy array will be strengthened.

Alchemist is a wealthy profession, but George Brook is obviously not among the rich. Although the golems he uses are all level 100, they are basically ordinary golems.

And even for ordinary golems, he only has five now.

The poor guy has nothing but rank.

Yuan Chenfei looked at him: "That's all?"

George Brook replied, "They're all sold."

"Can you sell golems?" Yuan Chenfei was a little surprised.

"My divine ability allows me to directly sell a golem every day."

"It seems that you need money very much."

George Brook's face twitched: "That has nothing to do with you!"

He said and commanded the golem to rush over.

It's a pity that these five ordinary golems pose no threat to Yuan Chenfei at all.

Shadow Jump appeared directly behind George Brook.

flutter!

The sharp blade entered the body, and the primordial bloom, George Brook raised his head and wept a mouthful of blood.

He yelled and wanted to fight back, but his attack was so weak in front of Yuan Chenfei, Yuan Chenfei dispelled his attack lightly, and brought him down with just a few swords.

Lying in a pool of blood, George Brook looked at the sky with despair in his eyes.

"George!" came a cry.

A woman ran away from George's house with a little girl with her.

She threw herself on George Brook and cried loudly, completely ignoring the existence of Yuan Chenfei.

The little girl looked at Yuan Chenfei in a daze, as if she hadn't realized what happened.

"Don't come!" cried George Brooke.

But the wife didn't listen to him at all.

He could only stare at Yuan Chenfei: "Don't kill my family!"

Yuan Chenfei looked at them, walked over, and put his finger on George Brook's forehead: "Let go of your heart, or you will become an idiot."

George Brook was startled, and Yuan Chenfei had already launched a memory search on him.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and said, "So that's how it is. Your level is all spent on money. You have killed people, but you haven't done anything fundamentally bad... I can let you go, but your paragraph Time you have to disappear. Questions?"

There was hope in George Brook's eyes: "Good!"

"Remember, don't let others know that you are alive, or I will kill your wife and children the next time I strike!"

"When can I show up?"

"When the time comes, you'll know."

Yuan Chenfei stood up as he spoke, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.