In a dark room, a man holding a blood-stained brush was writing something on a piece of yellow paper.
At this moment, a harsh cell phone ringtone suddenly came from the room.
The man who was writing was slightly distracted, and his hand movements also paused slightly.
At this moment, a faint light suddenly appeared on the yellow paper, and then quickly dissipated. The entire yellow paper seemed to have been roasted by fire and became a little scorched, as if it would break if touched.
Looking at the failed Five Elements Fire Talisman in front of her, Yang Ying shook her head with regret.
"Who, please call me at this time."
Putting down the brush in her hand, Yang Ying muttered with dissatisfaction, but still picked up the phone.
Seeing that the caller was Tiezhang, Yang Ying couldn't help but raise her brows slightly.
If it were someone else, Yang Ying would really be too lazy to pay attention to it, but if it was an official order maintainer, then he would be too embarrassed to ignore it.
At this time, five days have passed since he obtained the Water Dragon Skull, and just two days ago, the official Order helped him complete negotiations and reach a settlement with the Big Dipper Tianji Palace. Now that they are looking for him, if he ignores them , that is somewhat ungrateful.
Sighing, Yang Ying answered the phone.
"Hey, Captain Ironpaw."
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After a while, Yang Ying hung up the phone and reached out to rub her eyebrows in annoyance.
It's really not a good thing for the official order maintainers like Iron Palm to call him.
Tie Zhang did not elaborate on the specific matter because it was inconvenient to talk on the phone, but in short it was 'a crematorium on the outskirts of the city, brothers are in trouble, please help quickly'.
After cleaning the brush, packing up the scrapped yellow paper, and putting the small container containing blood-red ink into the fresh-keeping box nearby, Yang Ying stood up and opened the curtains.
The reason why he had to draw the curtains was not to prevent people from peeking, but because the ink he used to draw the talisman seals at this time was made of cinnabar and the blood of the water dragon.
The quality of this water dragon's blood has declined due to being corroded by toxins, and it can easily deteriorate.
If it continues to be exposed to sunlight, it will accelerate its deterioration.
So Yang Ying would close the curtains when using the ink prepared with the blood of the water dragon, and bought a fresh-keeping box for storage.
After finishing cleaning up, Yang Ying sent a message to Lin Yixian, telling her that she would not be eating at home because she had something to do at noon, and then got up and went out.
"The crematorium on the outskirts of the city, why is it such a shabby place that this incident happened? Could it be haunted?"
While muttering, Yang Ying walked out of the community. Just as he was about to take a taxi, a black SUV immediately drove up and stopped in front of him.
While Yang Ying was wondering, the passenger door opened, and a man with a tough face and a scar on his forehead got out of the car and came to Yang Ying.
Looking at Yang Ying's slightly green and immature face, the man couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
But thinking of his mission, the man suppressed his thoughts and asked in a serious and formal tone, "Hello, is this Mr. Eagle?"
Yang Ying looked at the other person and nodded slightly, "I am."
Hearing this, the man spoke again, "Hello, Mr. Eagle, I am a member of the special police team, responsible for picking you up and heading to the scene."
After that, the man handed Yang Ying a silver-white metal badge. The badge was about three centimeters long and had a pattern of a hand holding a mountain printed on its surface.
Yang Ying recognized this pattern as belonging to the Order Defender.
As for this badge, Yang Ying had also heard from Iron Palm that it was a temporary identity certificate for the Order. It was usually issued to temporary helpers with reliable identities and guaranteed strength when encountering special events.
Just like Yang Ying now.
Although Yang Ying had helped Sanhua arrest criminals before, she did not obtain this representative identity badge that time because she did not follow the formal procedures, Sanhua's identity was insufficient, and Yang Ying's strength was questionable.
After reaching out to take the Order badge, Yang Ying immediately felt that the badge was not an extraordinary object and seemed to contain a special energy.
Yang Ying estimated that this energy should be used to distinguish authenticity. After all, if it was just an ordinary badge, it would be too easy to imitate it.
Wearing the badge on her chest, Yang Ying got into the car with the man.
Besides Yang Ying and the man, there was only one driver in the car.
After the car started, Yang Ying wanted to ask what happened, but the driver was like a robot and didn't say a word, while the man who took him into the car didn't know anything about it, and Yang Ying was punished. I have no temper anymore.
Sitting on the seat, Yang Ying looked around boredly and found several explosion-proof plastic boxes placed behind the seat.
"Are you carrying weapons with you in the car?" Yang Ying asked curiously.
"Yes." The man replied.
"Then can I take a look?" Yang Ying asked again.
After a period of silence, the man spoke again, "Yes, but please do not reload to avoid accidental firing."
"Don't worry, it's not like I've never played with guns."
As he spoke, Yang Ying folded the seats very skillfully, turned over and jumped to the back.
Opening a box and looking at the several firearms arranged neatly inside, Yang Ying's eyes lit up.
Reaching out and taking out a rifle from the box, Yang Ying said, "This is the Type 95, right? This gun with a bullpup structure is short."
While talking, Yang Ying took out another pistol from the box and looked at the muzzle.
"This should be the Type 92. The caliber is still 5.8mm. Hey, there is also an anti-hostage sniper rifle."
After rummaging for a while, Yang Ying raised her head in confusion and said to the man in the passenger seat, "Brother, do you only bring these weapons?"
The man who had been paying attention to Yang Ying's movements immediately said, "Yes, these weapons and equipment are very reliable and can cope with most situations. We have even shot and killed several extremely vicious special criminals."
As expected, the special criminals mentioned by the man are gamers, but the strength gap between the players is huge, and some weak newcomers are even the same as ordinary people. Therefore, the "glorious record" mentioned by the man is not actually of great reference value. .
In Yang Ying's view, since the man in front of him was involved in solving special incidents, he should be carrying some powerful weapons in the car.
Not to mention cannons and missiles, at least there must be a few bazookas, machine guns and the like. The small-caliber rifles on the car alone probably couldn't even deal with the iron-skinned wild boars and sharp-clawed brown bears he encountered in the first mission world. Not to mention the likes of water dragons and tiger demons.
Yang Ying, who lost interest in the firearms in the car, returned to her seat, took out the bronze sword she had originally obtained and began to clean it.
Although he already had many powerful weapons in his hands, Yang Ying particularly liked the bronze sword he brought out from the trial mission.
After driving like this for forty or fifty minutes, the car finally arrived at the scene of the incident.
At this time, the place has been completely blocked, all irrelevant personnel have been evacuated, and the police have even set up a blockade a mile or two away.
Seeing that he had arrived, Yang Ying threw two mint candies into his mouth. The next second, the dark magic hand covered his face and constructed a dark mask that looked like an eagle.
As soon as she got off the car, Yang Ying heard continuous gunshots.
Looking at the situation, the battle seems to be quite fierce.
At this time, the man who brought Yang Ying was wondering when he was wearing the mask, but he heard Yang Ying say, "Find someone who knows the situation to take me to the scene, and tell me what happened."
The man was about to reply when he heard a slightly hoarse female voice coming from beside him.
"Go and do your work, I will take Mr. Eagle there myself."
Yang Ying turned her head and looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a short-haired woman in combat uniform walking towards this direction.
This woman is about twenty-five or six years old, with a slender figure and a pretty face. She carries a light green short bow on her back, a simple-looking short knife hanging on her waist, and two miniature submachine guns on both sides of her thighs. , it has a kind of mixed beauty.
However, this beautiful lady was not in a very good condition at this time. Not only was her aura somewhat disordered and weak, but her beautiful face also had an abnormal paleness.
In addition, Yang Ying can also sense that there is a faint death energy in this woman's body. Although this energy is thin, it lingers. If it is not eliminated in time, it may have adverse effects on the body.
When the man who brought Yang Ying saw the woman, he immediately stood at attention and saluted and then left quickly.
After the woman noticed Yang Ying's gaze, she generously extended her hand to him.
"Falcon, Yanyang City Branch of the Order, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Eagle."
Yang Ying reached out to shake her hand and said, "Hello, Miss Falcon. Nice to meet you."
After some simple greetings, Yang Ying got down to the topic directly.
"Miss Falcon, I was called over temporarily by Captain Iron Palm. Because the matter was urgent, he didn't tell me the situation in detail. Please tell me what happened in general. Also, do you look injured? It seems to be fine. serious."
Falcon sighed and said, "Well, that's actually what happened."
Afterwards, Falcon told Yang Ying what happened in general. In fact, it was not complicated to put it bluntly.
A staff member in this crematorium became a gamer, and perhaps because of his profession, he also gained some abilities related to death and corpses.
In order to satisfy his own selfish desires, this staff member often took advantage of his work to steal corpses sent for cremation and the ashes after cremation.
While using it to practice and improve oneself, some corpses and ashes are also made into items with some special powers for sale.
As the saying goes, you can't walk by the river without getting your shoes wet. However, this player's strange behavior was discovered by other staff in the crematorium and reported to the police station, and was finally handed over to the Order.
Although the behavior of this player in the crematorium was a bit excessive, after all, he did not hurt anyone, so he was not guilty of death.
The order enforcers have dealt with this kind of case too often, and the most they can do is arrest the person and imprison him for a while, and give him some ideological education.
According to the investigation of the Order, this player is not good at fighting, and his combat power is not much better than ordinary people. The only thing that is special is a few corpse monsters spliced together with corpse parts.
But in the eyes of the Order, who were used to seeing all kinds of monsters, a few slow and stupid corpse monsters were nothing.
Originally, from the perspective of the order enforcers who were on the capture mission, a weak player with no fighting ability should be easy to deal with, but that's where the problem lies.
The capture was indeed easy, as the Orderers subdued the player as soon as they took action.
But the problem is that this player is too timid, and the Orderer who performs the task is cold and silent, looking like an iron-blooded executioner.
Upon seeing this battle, the player thought that he was doomed. In extreme panic, he directly activated his back-up plan regardless of the consequences.
