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Chapter 180

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The process was very simple.

After the operation, the Dark One team disguised themselves and retreated. The captives were handed over to the Astronomy Society. The surrounding officers quickly entered the scene to clean up. Then, they prepared to apologize before the Social Security Bureau came over to flip the table and scold them.

Then, the person in charge put on a smile to appease the anger of the big brothers. "I'm sorry for neglecting your feelings, She-chan, but there is a bond between us. Can you understand my impatience … and so on."

But this had nothing to do with the people working at the bottom.

Unlike the other members of the Dark One who secretly retreated, Yoo Dong-ri thought that since no one knew him, he might as well change his clothes and smoke. He casually came down from the luxurious lounge of the hotel with two bottles of good wine in his hand. He was thinking about which scenic spot to go fishing during his break.

Then, he saw Ai Qing sitting at the entrance of the hotel with a gloomy face maintaining order. She looked at Yoo Dong-ri with cold and angry eyes.

Then, her slender eyebrows slowly raised.

Yoo Dong-ri was so scared that his face instinctively paled. He couldn't help but want to retreat. "F * ck, why do I bump into you everywhere?"

"Same to you."

Ai Qing shook her head and asked directly, "Did the operation go smoothly?"

"We caught one alive, but most likely they don't know much. It's probably a wasted trip."

Yoo Dong-ri shook his head. One of them didn't take the confidentiality agreement seriously, and the other didn't even remember that there was a confidentiality agreement. After casually exchanging the situation, he looked around curiously. "Where's Huai Shi? Not with you? "

Ai Qing didn't say anything. She looked at him in confusion and soon frowned.

"Didn't he go to clean up the scene? You didn't see him? "

"No." Yoo Dong-ri shook his head blankly. "I heard that he's dressed up like a ghost recently. If I see him, I'll definitely catch his friends …"

He paused for a long time as if he thought of something. Suddenly, his face turned pale.

"You know what?" He looked down at Ai Qing. "I suddenly have a very bad guess …"

"What a coincidence."

Ai Qing's face was livid. "Me too."

Three minutes later, a message came from the command center at the rear. "Agent Huai Shi has not responded to our inquiries. His whereabouts are unknown."

In other words.

He was missing.

Together with seven other officers from all over Jinling.

Five minutes later, under Ai Qing's urgent request, the Jinling branch was sealed off from the inside and outside, and they began the third investigation. Then, they found the body of the clerk in the personnel registration office.

Her pretty face still showed the horror and despair of her death.

Traces of a struggle were found in the office. Finally, a note was found on the table. On the note, the matchstick man with a smiling face waved goodbye.

"Goodbye."

Ten minutes later, in a secluded sewer in Jinling, a heavy figure wearing a helmet quietly crawled out. Dirty water dripped down from his body.

He reached out as if he was taking something off his wrist.

Thus, the helmet and protective suit that were identical to Huai Shi's disappeared silently, revealing a genial face with glasses.

When he turned his head and stared at the faintly visible Astronomical Society building in the distance, the corners of his mouth curled up into a happy smile.

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Three hours ago, the registration ended. Feng Jian stood up and warmly shook his hand to congratulate him. "Welcome to the Astronomical Society."

"Ah, thank you." Huai Shi nodded and pointed at the table with some curiosity. "That's right, there seems to be a bug in your potted plant … …"

Feng Jian looked at the table. A locust jumped out of the soil in the potted plant.

He raised his eyebrows.

In the soil, he could faintly see a few strands of withered hair and a scalp hidden under the soil.

"Uh … …" Huai Shi froze for a moment and looked at Feng Jian in astonishment.

Feng Jian helplessly shrugged and sighed. "I was going to let you go … …"

A premonition of death.

Huai Shi reflexively pulled out her axe and swung it down at his head. Suddenly, she felt a frightening surge of Origin Substance emanate from the hand that he was grabbing.

His vision went black.

In his daze, he heard Feng Jian's astonished voice. "He didn't die? Forget about it … … He's still a hostage. "

As Feng Jian waved his hand, a crack appeared in the air, and an ice-cold corpse fell out. Feng Jian casually stuffed it into the cabinet. Then, he picked up Huai Shi, folded him up, and stuffed him into the narrow space within the crack.

Soul Ability — — Bubbles: Creates a small fragment of the Border that doesn't exist for very long. Even though the shelf life is both long and short, it's as convenient as a storage ring.

He placed the potted plant into a plastic bag and stuffed it inside as well.

Feng Jian calmly pushed open the door and left. He locked the door behind him and turned around to head upstairs.

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Ten minutes after the news of Huai Shi and the others disappearing was placed in front of the Jinling branch manager, he woke up from his daze. He could feel that his Origin Substance was about to collapse.

It had been destroyed by that frightening attack.

His head felt like it was about to split open.

Thankfully, the Book of Destiny had pulled him back at the last moment, preventing him from becoming a drooling retard. However, his entire body was still weak.

He could barely move.

In addition, no one would be able to move after being nailed to the wall.

He could feel waves of intense pain coming from his hands. Through the mask, he could see the nails that had pierced through his hands and were now deeply embedded in the wall.

There were also shackles on his neck and legs.

He had been locked up.

In the silence, only the sound of water dripping could be heard.

Huai Shi closed his eyes and tried to struggle, but he suddenly began to twitch. He didn't know what kind of damned law had been applied to the nails that pierced through his hands, but they didn't cause him any harm. However, whenever he tried to struggle or use his Origin Substance, he would feel an intense pain that would make him faint.

His Soul Ability and Sacred Insignia had both been restricted.

In other words, he was now a prisoner through and through.

But the problem was … … Who was it that was so bored as to kidnap a salted fish like him?

Relying on his KP's enhanced perception, Huai Shi could faintly hear the indistinct voice behind the metal door. He immediately recalled Feng Jian's face.

That bastard … …

An old voice asked in a low voice.

"Where's the item? Did you get it? "

"There's a change in the plan." Feng Jian sighed. "We were about to succeed, but we didn't expect that group of members would suddenly start a group fight. What the hell? When did the quality of the members of the Astronomy Association become so low?

As soon as I went upstairs, I saw a yellow alert inside. There was no way for me to get close to the P1 floor, so I didn't have a chance to make a move. I only had time to blend in with the operation team and bring out the locust plague. "

Outside Huai Shi's cage, under the dim yellow light, there were already many people sitting around the table.

After the old man with the monocle heard Feng Jian's words, he didn't get angry because the plan that he had been preparing for so long had gone wrong. He only nodded. "At least the rescue operation was successful."

He paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "Over at the Black Tortoise Lake Hotel, Xiao Qi and the other six people should have been sacrificed, right?"

"He's a man of two minds. It's not a pity that he ran out and became a pawn. Uncle Bian, you don't need to feel pity." Feng Jian shook his head indifferently. "If we were really in a desperate situation, he would be the first to betray us."

"We should have given him a chance." Uncle Bian sighed and didn't say anything else. He waved his hand and had the people around him bring out the food and place it on the table.

Feng Jian didn't stand on ceremony. He wolfed down the food and wiped his mouth, waiting for Uncle Bian to speak.

"Leave the hostages with me. You can leave with the locust plague," Uncle Bian said directly.

"My place is not considered a secret place. It's only a matter of time before the Astronomy Society finds it. Since the leader has entrusted this important task to you, don't hesitate or feel pity."

"…" Feng Jian opened his mouth to speak.

"I know you want to persuade me, but there's no need for that." Uncle Bian shook his head. "An old man like me can't walk freely. I'll be a burden to you. Why don't I stay and warm up the team? If there's anything else I can help you with, just tell me."

"Do you have a gun?" Feng Jian asked curiously.

Uncle Bian turned back to look, and the large man in the corner walked over. He pulled out a gun from his waist and placed it on the table with two clips.

Feng Jian took it and started to fiddle with it excitedly. "Do people in the present world use this kind of firearm? It's rare to see them at the border. "

"It can only be used in the present world."

Uncle Bian asked, "You prepared so many hostages. How did you arrange them?"

"Tell the Astronomy Society to open the blockade and let us leave freely. Otherwise, we'll kill one of their members on the dark web every hour."

"And then?"

"Yes, and then?" Feng Jian smiled mysteriously. He put the gun in his pocket and picked up the flower pot on the table. He held it on his fingertips and twirled it in a circle. "We'll talk about the rest later."

Uncle Bian nodded and didn't say anything else.

He watched as Feng Jian turned and left.

In the silence, Uncle Bian took a sip of tea and ordered, "Rod, go check. Don't let anything go wrong."

A hunchbacked middle-aged man stood up and nodded. He took a gun from the cabinet, pushed open the door, and walked into the basement.

While the metal door was open, Huai Shi listened carefully to the breathing sounds outside the door.

One, two, three … … There were seven people in total. One of them was an old man, but he didn't know how many of them were Ascendants … …

The hunchbacked man walked in, as if he was worried about something. He first picked up a stick from the corner of the room and carefully poked Huai Shi twice. Only then did he lower his guard a bit. He walked over to Huai Shi and kicked him twice.

After confirming that Huai Shi couldn't do anything, he put away his gun and reached out to pull off Huai Shi's helmet. However, he didn't know how to do it. After tugging for a while, he finally found the button at the back.

When he pulled off the helmet with all his might, Huai Shi's long hair flowed out like water and fell to the ground, contrasting with his pale face.

Even though the tip of his nose was still bleeding from the impact of the Origin Substance, it was hard to hide his beauty.

Rod stared at him in astonishment. His eyes lit up as he revealed a vulgar smile. He reached out and pinched Feng Jian's chin. "Aiya, it's actually a little girl?"

"WDNMD, who are you talking about?"

Huai Shi looked over. The hoarse male voice caused the hunchbacked man to freeze in place.

"A guy?"

It seemed like he couldn't accept this cruel reality. He was dazed for a long time before he squeezed out a smile on his pale face. "It's fine. A guy is fine too … …"

As he spoke, he roughly grabbed Huai Shi's hair and lifted him up. He lowered his voice and whispered into Huai Shi's ear, "When Uncle Bian goes to bed tonight, I'll keep you company."

In the shadows, Huai Shi gently moved his fingers, feeling the iron wedged into his palms. When he breathed, it was as if he could see the countless viruses spilling out from his protective suit.

Tonight?

Huai Shi lowered his head and sneered silently.

If you let a human-shaped infectious agent like me into your nest and you can still live until nighttime, I'll write the word 'scholar' backwards … …

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