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"Today is a good day." The big man Martin threw a man with broken limbs to the ground like a pet dog, and laughed honestly.

Boom!

Tang Ji shot the opponent's heart out with a casual shot, raised the knife and threw the decapitated head into Martin's arms: "You're just a little guy, but you're right, today is a good day."

Because they finally found a player's lair today. After several disappointments, Mikkelsen finally got an address that truly belonged to the player. Tangji and his team arrived as scheduled.

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[The hunting list has been updated: new prey - Betsy Andre (completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be redeemed at half price)]

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A familiar reminder flashed before Tang Ji's eyes. This was the third prey harvested today.

Uh-huh!

A gust of wind blew by, and there were two more puzzled players on the ground. They still had fierce expressions on their faces that vowed to fight to the end, but they no longer had weapons in their hands.

Tang Ji smashed half of the man's ribs with a kick, and his heart, lungs and bones were mixed together under the skin. The man didn't even have time to spit out blood and left.

Martin grabbed a knife and slashed it. Not only did he harvest the new head, but he also made a knife mark more than ten centimeters deep on the floor.

Another player opened his mouth and sprayed a green mist directly onto Martin's pants. The tactical pants were visibly corroded, and the skin on his thighs was also corroded with pits.

Martin raised the knife as if to chop someone over, but he hesitated and did not make a move. He only removed one of the opponent's legs: "Head, you are too slow!"

"When the mission is over, buy you some rare earths to replenish yourself." Tang Ji tilted his head and lit a tree of life for himself. Although the flame of hatred was not affected by the wind direction, years of habit made him subconsciously turn his head to look for the leeward direction. Light a cigarette.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Ji asked the player in Martin's hand.

He responded with a mouthful of spit. The player obviously wanted to spray another breath of poisonous mist, but the flames of hatred surrounded his face.

"Tough bones." Tang Ji patted his face, then shot him in the forehead.

With a flick of his hand, Martin shook the remaining contents of the other person's head cleanly along the hole in the back of his head: "The fifth one, head."

"Six!" The saint walked in from the door holding a player hostage, with a dagger stuck in his leg, and he was limping.

With a push of his hand, the kidnapped player fell forward on the ground as if he had no bones. In fact, it was almost the same. The opponent was a 'red warrior', and he was so good at playing with a dagger that the dragon scale armor worn by the saint didn't even block the opponent. dagger.

But fortunately, the Saint is proficient in almost all fighting styles. When the two sides fight, the Saint is like a giant python, breaking all the bones in the opponent's body through ground skills.

The awakened saint has specifically studied how to use his increasingly powerful physical fitness. He is perfecting a brand-new fighting technique, a superhuman fighting technique, in which the focus is on how to avoid ineffective strikes.

Therefore, it is difficult for you to see two superhuman beings locked in close combat during the battle of the Saints, destroying the nearby battlefield like a tornado destroying a parking lot.

Although he is a fanatical believer, he often has a very unique understanding of doctrine. For example, God did not give him bread, it was the priest who gave him bread, so the saint believes that completing God's will needs to be completed by the hands of believers.

For another example, God did not take the lives of those street thugs, presumably because he was waiting for him to do it, so the saints did it, using everything from knives to sniper rifles to poison, without any scruples.

At heart, he is a pragmatist, so when the saints fight with people, he always tries to add elements related to guns and bullets.

So much so that even though the boneless prisoner on the ground was face down and didn't have the strength to turn over, he was still cursing and shouting: "Damn it, you'll have to wait until I come back next time."

Boom!

Tang Ji helped the other party end this pain, and a line of reminder flashed before his eyes again, like a sip of ice-cold Coke in summer.

"This should be the last one." Anthony and Tony used guns to push a crying female player from the other direction: "Ethan's drone found two unconscious bodies. Soult killed one by mistake, and all ten of them are here.”

Tang Ji looked at the female player whose mind had collapsed, and silently raised the prelude. The other player immediately screamed, and her whole body twitched uncontrollably.

"You know who I am." Tang Ji raised the player's chin with the muzzle of his gun. The opponent's appearance looked like he could only give a five-point rating. It was obvious that he had not experienced the 'carving service'. It was no secret that the pioneers could carve the human body. , Cathy Walter explained a lot of things.

"You are Tang Ji!" The female player tried her best to calm down, but her physiological reaction could not deceive anyone, and she was frightened.

"Are you afraid of me?" Tang Ji asked with interest, "Why?"

"Some people say that you are special and that the damage you cause to us is irreversible." The female player explained tremblingly: "They also said that you can kill us."

"Do you believe it?" Tang Ji moved the muzzle of his gun from his chin to his forehead, and the cold touch made the other party shiver.

"I don't know!" the female player screamed, closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "I don't believe it! This is all fake!"

Snap!

Tang Ji pulled the trigger, the sound of the firing pin going empty echoed in the female player's ears, and the turbid yellow liquid flowed down along the trouser legs.

"Today is a good day. I changed my mind. You are lucky. I won't kill you this time." Tang Ji whispered in the other person's ear: "I think next time we meet again, you will definitely know whether those legends are true. If you don’t believe it, remember to have a good chat with the players who died here today.”

After hearing Tang Ji's words, none of the team members had any objections. They packed up the belongings left at the scene and left one by one through the dimensional door opened by Tang Ji.

As for Tang Ji himself, he could only simply clean up himself, then find a restaurant he liked, wait for a few hours after dinner, and wait for Wang Zhengdao to be free before going back.

The business of transportation people has been very busy recently. The establishment of the FBAS Bureau has allowed the branches of the ECS Bureau of the European Union to start frequent exchanges. They have seen the benefits that the powerful departments can bring and are actively working to try to master more power.

Wang Zhengdao has been troubled by this incident recently. The Ark Organization's status in the European Union is very transcendent. In addition to the prophet's cheating investment plan, it has become a giant in the financial field of the European Union. For many years, The investment in superhuman beings has also ushered in a blowout period.

The prophet knows almost all superhuman beings who will achieve great things in the future. The only thing she has to do is to find them in advance.

Wang Zhengdao is just one of the 'geniuses' found by the prophet, which is why the strength of the Ark organization has always seemed a bit loose.

The prophet's impression of many people is in the future, but the fact is that the factors that determine a person's character must include the external environment and life experience. Only a small number of people have a gold-like character. Their outlook and character have long been known. Before the influence of the prophet, it was already finalized.

For example, Wang Zhengdao, for example, Tang Ji.

But the prophet didn't realize this at first. She pushed many young people who were still immature into high positions with almost no requirements and no cost.

Although Mikkelsen, under the guise of Wang Zhengdao, had washed away a large part of the conservative forces and idiots in the previous internal purge, the 'legacy' left by the prophet in this regard was too huge, and the purge alone would not be enough. It's hard to end this.

After cleaning up the Ark organization and the branches of the ECS Bureau in various places, it would be difficult for a rising star like Avalon to get ahead early without the secret recommendation of the prophet.

Not to mention, the prophet has also openly or covertly supported the allies and pillars of the same camp she met when looking into the future in many areas.

That great purge did prevent the split and decline of the Ark organization, but it also destroyed the popularity Wang Zhengdao had accumulated among the ‘Prophet Sect’.

In fact, the best way is to put the prophet back and let her take charge of the Ark again, and all the voices will disappear. The prophet's status in the European Union's supernatural world is like the Queen of Great Britain who has been in power for seventy years. She can be overpowered by her reputation alone. All discordant sounds.

There is no reputable person in the circle who has not been favored by the prophet, and the few who have not received money all owe the prophet more or less favors in various aspects.

But everyone who knew about it, including the prophet himself, did not want to take this road. In the eyes of the prophet, she had finally gotten rid of that responsibility by faking her death, so why should she take it back again?

Anyway, the futures she saw have been shattered by the players, and now she is just a dying old lady, unable to do anything.

As for Wang Zhengdao, he can always accomplish whatever he sets his mind to, and this can be seen from his fighting skills.

Before he truly became furious, Wang Zhengdao was the only opponent Tang Ji had ever seen who had no chance of winning.

Three hours later, Wang Zhengdao finally hurriedly appeared in front of Tang Ji, asked the waiter to order a set meal that could be served as quickly as possible, and then unceremoniously took away the donuts Tang Ji ordered.

"How are you doing there?" Tang Ji silently held down his coffee cup. Although the instant coffee didn't have a good taste, it was at least sweet enough and could provide enough energy.

"Assuming everything goes well, the British Military Intelligence Agency agreed to let its superhuman agents register with the ECS Bureau and hand over some assets for the establishment of a branch, but the branch must be under their supervision." Wang Zhengdao shrugged, a donut He disappeared after two mouthfuls: "But King William is a bit interesting. He wants a share of greedy blood to become a super human, or for the prince to become a super human. For this, he is willing to pay 200 million."

"Don't tell me you refused?" Tang Ji was not used to the joy of relying on a big player. When he heard 200 million, he subconsciously decided that it was a big number worthy of a vote.

"I refused. I really don't want to see any international incidents." Wang Zhengdao looked tired. For him, this kind of political struggle was far more tiring than Tang Ji's murder.

"What about you? How was your harvest today?" Wang Zhengdao saw the waiter bringing his share of food and stretched out his hand to signal.

"Ten players, six killed and three escaped." Tang Jixuan looked at Wang Zhengdao trying to steal his coffee, and reached out to hold the tray in advance: "Put one away."

"Putting one away? It's not like your style, just to spread fear?" Wang Zhengdao gave Tang Ji a thumbs up: "That bastard Mikkelsen is simply the Michael Jordan of education."

"Forget it, where will I take you later?" Wang Zhengdao saw that Tang Jida was not ready to take a joke, so he said directly: "I will go to the Vatican in the afternoon to meet with the Crown Prince. Three superhuman beings in angelic form, I have to go check out the specific situation."

"In Night City, that extreme environmentalist has built a prototype of the central prison. That bastard Mikkelsen asked me to check the results and educate the architect himself." Tang Ji drank all his wine in one gulp. After drinking coffee, Wang Zhengdao from the province always wondered: "What's going on with the angel?"

"Let's talk on the way." Wang Zhengdao left a note on the table and disappeared from his seat instantly with Tang Ji. After experiencing the embarrassment last time, he had developed the habit of carrying cash when going out.

After experiencing two nuclear explosions, the central area of ​​Night City has completely become a hell for investors. For health reasons, even locals will subconsciously stay away from this area. Even the street boys who love to commit suicide know this. Radiation exceeds the standard.

Of course, many of them don't actually know what radiation is, or they think it can be dealt with with guns and bullets.

Wang Zhengdao and Tang Ji appeared in a small alley in the central district. The prison in the central district is under planning. Currently, only the inner ring has been completed, covering only two streets.

What really sets it apart from other prisons is the electromagnetic interference device pulled from the Fort Hood military base. That device can effectively interfere with most space jumping capabilities, including dimensional gates.

Therefore, Wang Zhengdao could only choose a place one kilometer away from the prison area, and then they met a group of street boys who were destroying shops and scavenging along the street.

"Guys, we've met our colleagues!" A punk kid with shaved hair and chrome-plated metal wire tattoos whistled loudly, and pointed a submachine gun at the two people maliciously.

The leader walked out of the smashed window carrying a box of electronic products. After seeing Tang Ji's face, he immediately stiffened and cursed at the punk kid: "Is this your first day out? Law enforcer Tang you." Don’t you even know him?”

Tang Ji waved his hand and told these people to get out. In some bad taste, he reminded the group of people: "All electronic products in this area cannot be used. You illiterate people, go back and find out what EMP is before you come back to scan the goods." !”

"Today's street boys are really inferior to each other." Tang Ji turned to Wang Zhengdao and said.

Wang Zhengdao only responded with one word——

"Tsk."