Around seven o'clock in the evening, it's when the nightlife in the Violet State is about to begin.
Compared with during the day, there are more young people on the streets at this time.
Most of them walk calmly in the streets and alleys with very individual costumes. The probability of appearing with smoky makeup is extremely high. Many people deliberately imitate the costumes of some popular game and movie characters.
Every night, the whole city seems to be in a large-scale masquerade party with no restrictions on venues.
Although Faqi and the others were traveling by car, they also made some disguises, dressing up as a pirate captain, an African wizard, and a fuso ronin respectively, in order to blend into this street scene.
Guan Luoyang put on a black iris mask that covered the upper half of his face. There was no need to change his clothes. Styles similar to the divine clothes were everywhere on the street.
The first target they wanted to investigate was a gymnasium rented to girl idols for singing and dancing performances at night.
It is worth noting that the idol group that often performs singing and dancing performances here was formed by the daughter of the governor of Violet State and her classmates. There are many bodyguards from their elders posted around the gym, covertly and covertly.
"The previous governor was an emerging force that was very hostile to the old aristocracy, and this governor is relatively neutral, so we and those who hire us are not willing to cause any more trouble unless necessary."
Faqi explained in a low voice and led Guan Luoyang through the ticket checkpoint.
Europeans are relatively precocious, so some of these teenage idols who are still young and beautiful have already developed mature figures. A hot dance at the beginning immediately attracted cheers from the young people in the audience.
Many people were prepared and raised their cameras, obviously wanting to record the whole process.
"Does this situation affect your intuition?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you let me see it, I can make a judgment."
Guan Luoyang focused on the bodyguards. When the audience became excited, it was easy to distinguish those bodyguards who maintained professionalism. Moreover, Faqi, who had already done the investigation, was there to point out the target. .
He didn't know how many songs were sung on the stage. Guan Luoyang finally observed all the bodyguards. Under the silent listening to Hongchen's perception, he found no strange feeling similar to the clones of Master Guanhead.
In this case, they exited early, left the stadium, and headed to the second suspected location.
The car stopped at a fork in the road. Fauci lowered the window and said, "If you go to the left, not far after crossing the bridge, there is the governor's home. If you go to the right, it is the Violet New District Public Security Bureau."
Guan Luoyang looked around and said, "You say this governor is a neutralist, but why do you feel like you are very suspicious of him?"
"Because we are neutrals, we have more room for maneuver. Moreover, these locations were selected after our investigation and have nothing to do with my own preferences."
Fauci explained, "And the next few targets have nothing to do with the governor. If there are no problems with the first three, we can be a little more relaxed."
"Then let's go."
Guan Luoyang pointed to the right, "Let's go take a look at the situation there first."
There is naturally more than one public security bureau in the Violet State, but the New District Public Security Bureau has the most sufficient manpower and the highest average level of security officers within the bureau.
The Public Security Bureau that Harry and the others went to was nominally a subordinate of the New District Public Security Bureau.
At night, there are only a few people on duty here.
When Faqi was about to pull the car to the side of the road, several motorcycles passed by both sides of their car at high speed.
When one of the riders overtook the car, he screamed strangely and hit the front hood of the car with a baseball bat.
Jubei, who was sitting in the back, pushed his left thumb, and an inch of the blade popped out. Faqi blocked it with his hand.
The wind of the knife slashed on the back of his hand, and a dull sound of iron clashing came from inside the car.
"Hehehehe, it's not worth being familiar with such a person."
Faqi laughed twice with a dry voice, and put his hand back on the steering wheel. The black luster slowly faded away from the place where the knife wind had just hit, leaving it unscathed.
Guan Luoyang stared at the backs of the group of people and said, "Follow me and have a look. There seems to be something wrong with those people."
Faqi didn't hesitate, immediately stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and followed.
The speedsters in front realized that they were actually catching up. They couldn't help but laugh and whistle, suddenly lifted the front of the car, lifted the front wheels off the ground, and turned back to make more provocative moves.
"act recklessly."
Half of Jubei's face was hidden in the shadows, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was grinning. "Are clones also like this?"
Take the Master of Decapitation as an example. The appearance and behavior of those clones who were created and matured in the experimental base are difficult to distinguish from ordinary people.
They also seem to have their own personalities, different preferences, and even many bad habits that Violet people are accustomed to.
They can speed drive, take drugs, fight, rob, and voyeur... They can even show emotions such as panic and weakness.
These emotions are all real, and even they themselves may not be able to notice anything strange at ordinary times. Even Guan Luoyang can only detect the layer of pale darkness hidden in the deepest part when he listens carefully.
"But they're really clones."
Guan Luoyang touched the mask on his face and said thoughtfully, "When we were approaching that Public Security Bureau, he took the initiative to provoke us..."
Faqi laughed and said in Chinese: "Should this situation be called a hidden secret, or is there no three hundred taels of silver in this place?"
He suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the car suddenly changed direction on the open street. The tires rubbed against the concrete, making a harsh sound and leaving black marks.
He turned the car around and rushed back in the direction of the New District Public Security Bureau.
Guan Luoyang looked at the rearview mirror, and the mirror showed the speedsters desperately turning to chase after him.
Just as they were approaching the main entrance of the New District Public Security Bureau, a particularly violent engine roar reached their ears.
The main entrance of the Public Security Bureau shattered into pieces, and the speeding motorcycle was like a huge blue battle axe, blocking the car driven by Faqi and breaking it into two pieces.
Among the car wreckage, Guan Luoyang's figure was the first to disappear.
The wheels of the motorcycle that crashed into the car were not the familiar structure of steel and rubber, but were made purely of metal. The front and rear wheels were larger and smaller at the front. They looked like two thick wheels. serrated disc.
The driver's limbs are particularly slender, with the thighs and calves being the same thickness.
The black fully sealed helmet made one wonder whether it would suffocate the person inside. Compared with the head wearing the helmet, the neck that connected the head and torso seemed too slender.
But he seemed to feel something. There was a muffled scream inside the helmet, and he suddenly shook his head with his thin neck and knocked it backwards.
With his windbreaker flying, Guan Luoyang stood at the back of the car and punched the big, dark, round head in front of him.
His punch focused on penetration, penetrating power, and concussion. The goal was to get directly to the head inside the helmet.
However, the moment the punch struck, he clearly felt his own power being shared between the driver and the entire motorcycle.
The driver's head was thrown forward by the fist, and his body, along with the entire motorcycle, spun in the air like a giant windmill.
Guan Luoyang jumped into the air and landed on the fourth-floor window sill of a nearby apartment building.
The rotating sawtooth motorcycle fell to the ground, blue flames spurted out from the exhaust pipe, and it suddenly accelerated for half a circle, ensuring that the "wheel" hit the ground first.
"Hahahaha!"
The driver shook his head greatly. The motorcycle circled in that small area, spinning faster and faster, turning into a whirlwind mixed with blue flames.
On the street, Jubei stopped the speedsters alone.
Faqi and Tiebo first rushed to the Public Security Bureau to check the situation.
As soon as the two of them entered, a series of explosions rang out.
The impact of the explosion was not large, but it was a directional blast that destroyed several important load-bearing walls. As a result, the eight-story office building fell and collapsed layer by layer under its own weight.
A huge cloud of smoke and dust filled the air. I don't know if it was intentional design, but the entire wall facing the street remained roughly intact and was pressed over.
The eight-story wall collapsed and exceeded the width of the street.
What is the concept of an eight-story wall? If three hundred people lie down next to each other, the area they occupy may not be comparable to the size of this wall.
And their weight is definitely far from being comparable to such a wall.
With such a weight and volume, ordinary people may never be able to imagine the scene of such a behemoth facing them and filming it.
Shadows shrouded the street, and the streetlights on both sides looked like chopsticks in contrast.
All the speedsters, including Guan Luoyang who was standing on the window sill of the apartment building opposite, were within the attack range.
The violent wind and dust came towards him. Guan Luoyang looked directly at it all, as if he could feel the lawless arrogance of the people behind the scenes from the collapsed office building.
It's not that he has never been exposed to gunpowder weapons before, but either because the times are relatively backward and thermal weapons have not yet developed to this extent, or because he is in a bustling urban area and has some scruples, he will not easily use such large-scale destructive weapons. means.
But this time, just to cover up a base that might exist here, the other party dared to directly launch explosions at the New District Public Security Bureau, which plays an important role in the entire Violet State.
"I'm really sorry. It seems I made a mistake before. I shouldn't have treated you like a gutter rat!"
Guan Luoyang stretched out his hand and pressed forward. The gravity-reducing green energy, mixed with the oscillating magical power of the eight winds, acted on the wall at the same time.
boom! ! !
The surging cyan air flow rushed up like a tide, and the eight-story wall softened. Then, it shook violently, broke repeatedly, and was broken into more than a dozen pieces, one after another falling on the street.
The office building was reduced to ruins, and another building was revealed behind the thick smoke.
The Public Security Bureau of the New District has an internal canteen. On the inside of the corridor, on the large glass window connected to the ceiling, there are only a few red words indicating the sale of chicken rolls, chicken drumsticks, hot dogs, and pizza.
The letters cut out of plastic stickers had rolled up at the edges. As the building collapsed and passed on the wind pressure and shock, dense cracks appeared on the large pieces of glass.
When the glass shattered, the figure inside who was sitting on the dining table and devouring food was exposed.
The alloy dinner plates need to be carried with both hands. Each plate contains food for at least ten people. However, the fat man wearing a chef's uniform with a waistline close to his height picked it up with one hand and poured it down his throat.
"This bastard, I was just polite to him and said he could ask me for help if he needed anything, but he actually asked me for help and only gave me these low-quality things... Damn it, damn it, damn it!!"
He swallowed heavily and uttered vague, thick murmurs. He swallowed so much food that the chef's clothes on his body were bursting, revealing the layers of fat on his upper body.
Boom! ! ! !
Just when Guan Luoyang took action to smash the high wall, the fat chef turned his head, his eyes narrowed by the fat, and saw Guan Luoyang's figure from between the cracks in the wall.
In each of his two fat palms, he grabbed a stack of dinner plates. His arms blurred for a moment, and he suddenly swung out a large amplitude, but the dinner plates were already gone, tearing through the haze.
It seemed like it was just a brute force bombardment, but it actually seized the weak opportunity when the Qing Qi's strength was about to decline after it shattered the wall.
The alloy dinner plate that flew at high speed easily penetrated the thin green energy and came to Guan Luoyang.
Guan Luoyang stretched out his arms forward, clapped his palms, and shock waves rippled out from the gap between his palms.
The alloy dinner plate was affected and stagnated in mid-air. Under the violent vibration, the thin metal material only lasted for less than a second before exploding into countless fragments the size of fingernails and reflected back.
But the fat, shirtless chef didn't seem to notice the dangerous rain of debris at all. He had already picked up a kitchen knife and flew over the ruins, crashing into it like a flying elephant.
The metal fragments hit his skin, leaving not even a scratch.
Guan Luoyang's figure flashed and he took the initiative to attack.
The two figures in mid-air hit the air waves visible to the naked eye and landed on the street full of broken walls.
The fat chef slid back a short distance, and the kitchen knife in his hand had a fist mark that almost penetrated through.
"What a hard fist, no wonder we need to come together." The fat chef looked at the kitchen knife, put it directly to his mouth, and bit off the head of the knife.
His teeth were actually far stronger and sharper than the bone-chopping kitchen knife forged from this year's latest special alloy produced by the United States of America in Boston.
"Bulism, a biker, and a magician."
Melodious piano music came from nowhere. A man in a suit with a pure white mask on his face landed on the ruins holding a rose.
"Following Violet's will, tonight we will bury the people who are not welcome in this city."
"Pretending!"
Guan Luoyang took off half of the useless iris mask, revealing a full smiling face.
"But after all, it's not a clone anymore."
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