"Phew …"
The weather gradually turned cold.
Chung Shen-soo looked at the moon in the sky and exhaled a breath of white air.
At that moment, he was wrapped in a black trench coat and a woolen round hat. He sat on a long bench under the dim yellow gas lamp and held an open newspaper in his hand.
The headline of the newspaper was written in bold font: "Who Should Pay for the Riot in North London Caused by the Prohibition of Alcohol?"
Ever since Prohibition was enacted and implemented, this kind of news was common.
However, a riot that affected a large state was still relatively rare.
Chung Shen-soo's gaze moved down and saw all kinds of news and advertisements.
At that moment, James sat down beside him with a briefcase in hand.
Outside the perimeter, Scarface stood guard.
"It's a pity you don't have time during the day. Otherwise, we could bring some bread crumbs to feed the pigeons …"
Chung Shen-soo smiled and then his expression turned serious. "You've already informed Scarface. Why do you still have to meet me urgently?"
"Boss, I've discovered something important …" James's voice was calm. "Do you know that under the tranquility of the mortal world, there is still a hidden mysterious world …"
As a federal agent, he knew a little about the situation. Chung Shen-soo was not surprised.
What surprised him was that James had specifically mentioned this.
"It seems that … this time, the Nuoding Hill family has found a really strong ally? A mystical person? "Chung Shen-soo chuckled. He did not expect that a fish would take the bait.
"Boss, it's great that you know. Yes, the Nuoding Hill family has recently lost a large sum of money. My informant found out that they have mysteriously picked up a person and placed him in a safe house … I have reason to suspect that the person is a mystical person."
James replied.
Gangs also had safe houses. Originally, they were used by hotheads who killed for the sake of the gang to temporarily hide.
However, the other party's sense of secrecy was not very good and the Federation had found traces of them.
"Address?"
Chung Shen-soo asked.
"It's a farm on the outskirts … The carriage will take half an hour to get there." James quickly reported an address. "Boss, the unknowns are different from ordinary people. They often have a lot of strange means. They can even make people lose their ability to fight back with just a look."
It had to be said that after being subdued, Jamu's loyalty was at the max.
"I understand …"
Chung Shen-soo put away the newspaper and revealed a playful smile. "Just in time. Come with me tonight and watch Scarface's first action …"
He stood up, walked to the side of the street, and entered a carriage.
A resolute expression appeared on Jamu's face. He put on a nylon head mask and followed them in.
The interior of the carriage was relatively warm, and there were already three people cleaning their guns.
When they saw Chung Shen-soo enter, they all called out, "Boss, we're ready."
"Very good."
Chung Shen-soo nodded and tossed a silver-white flat metal wine pot to James.
"This is … wine?"
James twisted the skull-shaped wine pot lid and smelled the strong smell of alcohol.
"Yes, I've recently gotten my hands on some special drinks."
Chung Shen-soo glanced at the three subordinates and smiled gently. "This pot is Cold Blood. After drinking it, you will be in a state of absolute calmness …"
In fact, this was the idea of the previous potion.
Using the powder of the burnt moths as a spiritual ingredient, it was a wine that could temporarily protect the mind.
After facing the monster last time, Chung Shen-soo also discovered that those low-level Beyonders and monsters were still weak and unable to resist the firepower of modern firearms.
What really made them helpless was the erosion and pollution at the mental level, as well as the ability to create illusions.
As long as one could protect the mind, a row of typewriters would be able to form a barrage of bullets that was enough to tear most monsters of flesh and blood to pieces!
Humans on the mystical side might be a little weaker. After all, as long as one had not advanced to a high enough level, the human body still had a huge weakness and vital points.
In addition, Chung Shen-soo also asked Scarface to collect some bear blood, eagle blood, and other animal blood to try to concoct wine with different effects.
So far, two had been successful. One was Eagle's Vision, which could increase the drinker's vision and focus.
The other was Savage Bear, which greatly increased strength, the effect was stronger than any stimulant, and the side effects were smaller.
Although these are all temporary effects, with a large number of firearms and well-trained ordinary people, I think most low-level mystical creatures would not be able to resist and would be suppressed by firepower, right?
This was probably why the Federation was very peaceful, and why most mystical people had become secretive.
If Chung Shen-soo could do this, it would not be too difficult for the Federation's Special Affairs Bureau to develop a medicine with similar effects.
The advancement of technology, and this universality, can drown most mystical people with a sea of firepower …
Of course, I don't have the relevant data on higher-level mystical people, so I can't comment …
As for the use of firearms, Chung Shen-soo did not have the slightest objection.
Technology is also power. The general trend is mighty, and anyone who does not know how to adapt will only be crushed by the wheels of history!
…
The outskirts of Byron City.
A farm.
A few gunmen from the Notting Hill family gathered together to smoke and play cards, bored. Some of them occasionally glanced at a room in the innermost part of the house with frightened eyes.
A figure walked over. It was the family's left hand, dressed in a well-ironed suit, with a meticulous hairstyle — Cynthia!
"How is our guest?" Cynthia asked, still wearing a white handkerchief in front of his chest.
"The guest is doing well. He needed a live rooster before dinner, and we sent it in."
A gunman replied with a trembling voice.
Previously, when they saw the poor country bumpkin from the colony, they were very disdainful. If it were not for the family's orders to treat him as the grandest guest, they would have taught him a lesson.
But the life and contact that followed filled their hearts with fear.
That person … was simply a demon!
Just his gaze alone was enough to make people feel extreme pain. Even elites like them did not have the courage to pull out their guns in front of him.
"That's good!"
Compared to these low-level family soldiers, Cynthia was more aware of the terror of the mysterious person.
The Nuoding Hill family had spent a lot of money this time, as well as many connections, to invite a truly mysterious person, a Beyonder!
This was Garcia's style. Either he didn't do it, or he did it to the best of his ability!
Based on the previous analysis, Li Wei was very strong, and he was suspected to have mystical methods.
Even if it was just a sliver of a possibility, they still paid a huge price to invite an Extraordinary to deal with him.
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