"Who left it? Li Rui?"
Zheng Xiaoyue hurriedly ran forward to check the marks on the ground.
"Then I don't know." Zhou Xiong shook his head.
Zheng Xiaoyue looked at it carefully and said, "There are no traces of the rain caller skill. There are no traces of water. It shouldn't be Li Rui."
Even if the Raincaller is not a strong attack profession, he will usually use his skills to some extent in combat, even if it acts as a smoke bomb.
Several people investigated and found that they could not find any traces of footprints, let alone the direction in which the people who had been here went.
Zhou Xiong sighed: "We can only try our luck, let's go."
He is very worried about the current situation. On the one hand, they need to deal with all the secret realm creatures in this overlapping reality as soon as possible so that the power of the secret realm has no anchor point to attach to and the environment will return to normal.
But on the other hand, he really wanted to find Li Rui, not just because of concern, but more importantly, because he wanted to continue to live a stable life in Mihe City, so he couldn't let anything happen to this mysterious young man who had just been seconded.
The prerequisite for being able to get by is that you can't make trouble. If that kid really has an extraordinary background and causes problems here, I'm afraid his comfortable life as a team leader will come to an end.
He was right. If something happened to Li Ruizhen here, let alone the municipal level, the provincial president Song Yao might personally launch an attack to hold him accountable.
But the problem is that the reason Wu Mengying left him alone without asking was because he was sure nothing would happen to him.
It is impossible to survive in the hands of people like Zuo Qiutian and others, and it is impossible to have an accident in a mere level 20 reality.
When Zhou Xiong led the crowd to continue chasing, the sack on Li Rui's back was already half full.
"I don't know how many field jobs I need to get to the intermediate level."
He was walking leisurely in a row of villas, surrounded by murderous intent, and something was lurking in the dark windows.
Under normal circumstances, this scene should look like he was being ambushed alone, but the reality was exactly the opposite.
After a few unknown monsters made a sneak attack just now and were instantly killed by Li Rui's level three Dabi Dou, the rest hid.
Although they hated this human being with all their teeth, they did not dare to move.
The diamond umbrella Li Rui carried on his shoulders seemed to be the scythe of death, visiting the uninvited guests inside one by one.
The quiet villa area is buzzing with excitement.
Northwest Territories, Westerly Province.
Dong Sanchuan's establishment is at the provincial branch, and his field work is not particularly large. His current rank is mid-level agent.
At this moment, he had just walked out of the airport and arrived at the parking lot. A black official car was parked in the corner, with a man wearing a light blue shirt guarding him.
The two shook hands as soon as they met, and got into the car amidst a wave of hellos. Dong Sanchuan sat down and asked, "Where are they?"
The man in the shirt started the car and replied: "I am on a field trip, 30 minutes' drive from this place. We are here in Cangyunhui, and there are many illegal secret agents coming in and out."
It can be seen that he is a little nervous, but the problem is that his job level is actually higher. The reason why he is so nervous is because he knows that the person in the car and the person he is looking for have a title called Supernova.
Dong Sanchuan, however, was very casual. He leaned on his chair and said, "Then just drive there."
"go to the scene?"
"yes."
The driver didn't dare to say anything and started driving at the speed limit.
25 minutes later, the car stopped in an abandoned factory, and you could hear explosions or collisions coming from inside from time to time.
After the driver got out of the car, he found the person in charge of perimeter control and explained Dong Sanchuan's identity. The latter said formulaically: "There is a battle going on inside. In principle, we do not recommend intervening midway."
"It's okay, I'll just go in and take a look."
Dong Sanchuan replied that he knew that the other party only said this based on organizational regulations, just like the Miranda warning, which must be said according to the process.
As expected, the person in charge did not stop him, but just handed over a floor plan of the factory area.
"The main battle is in the second factory area, and the person you are looking for is also there."
"Thanks."
Dong Sanchuan didn't even take a weapon. He walked through the checkpoint as if he were taking a walk after dinner, and followed the old asphalt road into the depths. As soon as he turned into the No. 2 factory area, he heard a bang, and a person knocked out of the wall of the factory building next to him. , No, it’s two people.
The short-haired young man wearing military green short-sleeves jumped high into the air and slammed the opponent he was holding on the ground. With a sound of bone cracking, the battle ended.
The young man paid no attention to the knocked down man, but turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Chuan, you came too slowly, let's start first."
"It doesn't matter."
Dong Sanchuan waved his hand, "Where are Jiang Yu and Nan Jiumei?"
"Inside, I'll take you there." The young man agreed readily.
At this moment, the man who had been hit hard on the ground suddenly twitched, and stood up again in an instant as if he had been thrown upside down. He stepped on the ground with one foot, like a triple jump without a run-up, and came to the ground in an instant. Behind the young man.
"Go to hell Zhang Huju!"
The powerful and heavy punch seemed to have a golden bell ringing. This was the monk's rare skill, the bell-calling hammer.
Zhang Huju grunted, lowered his body without looking back, deflected the punch, then turned around and delivered a vertical elbow strike.
Bang.
The gangster who had used some secret technique or skill to finally come back to his senses was smashed into the ground again, this time with more bones broken.
"It's really enviable, the martial arts master's fighting instincts."
Dong Sanchuan said with a smile as he walked forward.
"Don't be so arrogant, I can't beat you."
Zhang Huju curled his lips in displeasure, "Let's go in and have a look. I don't know why they are so slow."
The two of them walked inside side by side, and saw a long-haired girl standing on a withered grass, with many people lying around, all with purple faces, as if they had been poisoned.
The two men who had just walked over stopped with stiff faces, unwilling to approach easily.
"It's really hard to imagine that your profession is a field doctor." Dong Sanchuan said with a wry smile.
Theoretically, there is no strong attack type in the field doctor's advancement direction, but there are many variables in the secret realm. This girl named Jiang Yu met the world NPC of Gu Qinggu in a secret realm. After carefully trying to please her, she completed the hidden mission. Acquired the skill of Gu Poison Sting, which became an auxiliary power attack that can both poison and heal.
Jiang Yu's smile was bright. She clapped her hands and said without answering, "Didn't you meet Nan Jiumei?"
Zhang Huju said helplessly: "That guy is always procrastinating. He probably has a concave shape somewhere."
While he was talking, he suddenly heard shouting not far away.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Please enjoy the art exhibits brought by Nan Jiumei. Look up at the stars!!"
The other three people looked around impatiently, and saw a young man of the same age standing on the roof of a nearby factory building. He had half-long curly hair, all earrings, necklaces, and rings, and was wearing a bright red printed shirt.
When the other party saw that the audience had arrived, he snapped his fingers and heard a roar. The entire wall of the factory was blown open, and several unconscious figures flew out from inside. I don't know if it was through precise calculations. People's faces were pointing towards the sky, passing through the air.
Dong Sanchuan clicked his tongue and shook his head: "His art is becoming more and more abstract."
(End of chapter)
