Infinite Shadow Clones, If I Find My True Form, I Will Lose!

After Tang Gao gave everyone some sleep, he collected the pistols and carefully stripped them all, leaving only their naked bodies lying near the gate.

Tang Gao had just finished cleaning up and stretched when he heard noises in the distance and a group of armed members trotting towards him.

Tang Gao hid directly in the darkness, used camouflage skills to change his appearance, and put on the work clothes of people in the pharmaceutical refinery.

When the armed members came over, they looked shocked: "Why are all the people here dead?"

"... He probably died because of the illusion. We were also affected by the illusion just now."

“Damn it, I don’t know what level of cultivator I am, please report it quickly!”

Tang Gao, wearing work clothes, exclaimed: "The enemy is not here. Are they trying to break up the production line?"

The armed captain was shocked: "What? Get back to the defense! You guys are here to defend!"

The armed captain was so frightened that he turned around and ran towards the production line, which was the most important place and was the lifeblood of the pharmaceutical refinery.

Others were also so frightened that they spread their legs and ran in a hurry, fearing that they would be late and suffer more serious losses.

A group of people ran very fast and led Tang Gao to the production line of the factory.

Tang Gao looked at the neat production lines in the factory, showed a satisfied smile, disappeared into the air, walked to the core machine, and began to prepare to put it into the space backpack.

It takes a while to get such a huge object into it, but it's not a big problem.

The armed captain looked at the noisy factory in front of him. The workers were gathering together noisily, spreading panic in panic.

However, no enemy was seen.

The armed captain's face suddenly darkened: "Who just called us to come to the factory?"

Team members, you look at me, I look at you, cold sweat suddenly broke out on your forehead.

"Captain, that voice just now doesn't seem to be from us."

The situation was urgent just now and no one had time to think about it carefully.

But now that we have free time, everyone has reacted.

The corner of the armed captain's mouth twitched: "Mad, what I hate most in my life are illusion practitioners!"

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"Report it, what else can I do?"

Suddenly, the workers shouted in panic, "There's a ghost! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!" They began to flee in all directions, not daring to get close to the production line.

The captain of the armed forces looked over and his face paled several times in an instant: "Damn! Where's the core machine! Where's our big core machine!"

I saw that the huge technological alchemy core machine, which was originally more than ten meters in diameter, had now disappeared, leaving only a few dark pipes for transporting materials and flames.

The armed captain couldn't figure it out and couldn't help but curse: "Space system!? Damn it!"

This is definitely not a violent messenger of justice, but a bunch of bastards taking advantage of the situation!

Illusion system, space system!

Depend on!

Don't wait for the people above to come over, or you will be killed!

Before the armed captain finished cursing, he saw the production equipment begin to disappear one by one. He hurriedly stopped cursing and began to retreat slowly, gasping: "Brothers, retreat tactically."

Removing a core machine can be said to be premeditated.

But this was obviously a crime committed on the spot. The enemy's strength was beyond the scope of his and others' ability to interfere. It was best to save his life.

What?

Go up and fight for your life?

How much does it cost a month? What are you selling your life for?

Are those cases at the gate not realistic enough?

…

The office of the boss of the pharmaceutical refinery is very luxuriously decorated.

After listening to the report of his subordinates, the boss couldn't help but take another deep puff of cigarette and exhale: "So, a practitioner of the illusion system and a space system raided our factory, and there is nothing we can do now?"

The security captain sweated on his forehead: "Yes, and the illusion that was just now covered the entire medicine refinery, and all of us were hit."

Everyone felt that time had reset.

The boss looked at the security captain speechlessly: "The whole factory?"

It's a big deal.

The security captain said helplessly: "Boss, withdraw. We can't stop what they want to do."

The boss's face became angry and his fists hardened: "Aren't they afraid of our group's revenge!?"

The security captain smiled bitterly: "There is more than one group of people targeting us now. Who can find out later?"

Not to mention official organizations, the Guardian Bureau, the Taxation Bureau, the Pill Association, the Supervision Bureau, the Food and Drug Administration, etc.

Black market organizations, criminal organizations, etc. took advantage of this opportunity to attack the Liangcheng branch of the Clover Group.

Now the Liangcheng branch of Clover Group has too much time to take care of itself, and can't even wipe its crotch clean, let alone allocate energy to do these things.

Even if the matter is dealt with this time, the Liangcheng branch of Clover Group will be severely damaged. Who will care about a weak outsider?

The boss couldn't help but curse: "Damn, that violent messenger of justice is really nosy!"

If it weren't for the brutal justice messenger, he wouldn't have caused so much trouble.

"Why are you nosy?"

Tang Gao, wearing work clothes, pushed open the door, holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand, and asked curiously.

The security captain was furious, pointed at Tang Gao and yelled: "Who let you in, get out!"

Tang Gao nodded with a smile and closed the door: "Okay, okay."

"boom!"

The security captain was lying on the floor, his eyebrows were blooming, his hands were clasped together, his expression was peaceful, and he was sleeping on his back.

The boss stood up slowly, raised his hands, tried to remain calm, and said in a soft tone: "Brother, please give me money. As long as you let me go, I will satisfy you whatever you want."

Tang Gao's disguise dissipated and he turned into a violent messenger of justice. He put away his pistol and asked curiously: "Why did you just say that I was nosy?"

The boss swallowed his saliva, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his tone was extremely respectful. He bent slightly and said, "I mean, you are a chivalrous and righteous person who eliminates violence and brings peace to the people. You are truly a chivalrous person of great power!"

Although the brutal justice messenger put away his pistol.

But the identity revealed is even more awe-inspiring.

Within seven steps, any mortal will surely die in front of a cultivator.

Tang Gao didn't bother to pay attention to such a stupid compliment and went straight to the point: "Where's your magic mechanical doll? I've been looking for it for a long time and couldn't find it."

I already have the alchemy equipment, all I need is this magic mechanical doll.

Cold sweat broke out on the boss's forehead, and he realized the terrifying intelligence network of the violent messenger of justice. This kind of secret information had been detected: "This...this, on the third underground floor, is a mechanical tribe imprisoned."

Tang Gao was stunned: "Machine clan?"

I learned about the demon race in the book. What is your situation with the mechanical race?

The boss explained without tears: "Everything can become a spirit. There is a magic mechanical doll that has become a spirit. We are studying its structure and want to mass-produce it."

Tang Gao nodded, understanding: "Take me there."

The boss swallowed his saliva and pointed to the drawer: "Don't get me wrong, how about I get the key?"

"take."

The boss put his hand into the drawer, picked up the key, bent down, and carefully complimented: "This way, please."

Tang Gao stretched out, put on his work clothes, and smiled: "Lead the way, it's best not to cause problems, otherwise I have to be invisible and figure out a solution."

The boss deliberately complimented: "Under your supervision, there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong."

Tang Gao smiled and said: "Yes, if something goes wrong, I will have no choice but to go on a killing spree and kill all of you to complete the infiltration mission."

False infiltration: complete the task secretly and leave secretly without being discovered.

The real trap: go on a killing spree, eliminate all witnesses, and leave in style.

The boss's eyes were filled with fear, his face was as white as paper, and his voice was trembling: "...There will definitely be no problem, sir."