The strong wind blew across his face. Wang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the fierceness in the strong wind into his lungs.

A plan quickly formed in his mind.

The Heart of Metal is a suspected SSS-level extraordinary material that no force is willing to ignore.

What he wants to do is very simple, tear apart the original alliance of forces, make every force vigilant, and make them greedy to think that they can give birth to a demigod.

Every demigod in the Federation is more threatening than nuclear weapons. No matter which side has such a strong person, it will definitely break the existing balance.

Black Front Alley, or Red Flag, does not have enough resources to compete openly with the chaebol.

Obtaining the Heart of Metal and allowing Ye Zhen to be promoted to level 5 was a luxury wish.

In this case, it is better to actively give up daydreaming and instead create a situation that no one can get.

As the old saying goes: Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality.

As long as the metal heart is no longer suspected of being an SSS-level extraordinary material, but is 100% confirmed, then it will be difficult to be satisfied with the profit promises made by some forces to other forces.

Each side has its own ulterior motives, and even every strong person who has the potential to break through to the realm of demigods is tempted. How can the situation not be chaotic?

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Only by muddying the water and making the situation more chaotic and dangerous can we have the possibility of winning in chaos.

At this time, whoever is the most decisive will be the first to eat the crab.

That long breath passed through the lungs and settled for a full minute. The oxygen was replaced by carbon dioxide.

Phew~~~~~~

Wang Jun sipped his mouth like a round ball and spit out an invisible arrow of air.

Beside him, Bai Yanmiao rolled her eyes sideways and glanced at Wang Jun's face with the corner of her eye.

This ordinary-looking man actually made her feel a little bit of danger.

Obviously his extraordinary level is not high, only lv2. He should be an ant that can be killed by flipping his palm.

Doubts rose at the top of his heart, and he strung flames on his fingertips. The small flames swayed in the strong wind, going against the momentum and climbing up the long-handled giant axe.

A qualified Bloodborne hunter likes to nip danger in the bud.

She is one of the few lone members among hunters. She has no team members and no captain. Since she registered in the Hunter Guild, she has completed all tasks and hunts by herself.

Such people have an extremely keen sense of danger, and their execution ability is astonishingly terrifying.

Wang Jun suddenly turned his head, stared at Bai Miaoyan, and said, "Are you interested in killing me?"

It seems like a question, but it's actually very definite.

Wang Jun's face was neither sad nor happy, nor angry nor worried, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of danger.

Bang! Bang!

He patted the roof of the car lightly with the palm of his left hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. There are many people who want to kill me. I never find it troublesome."

Bai Yanmiao firmly grasped the end of the long handle, and the muscles on both sides of her shoulder blades suddenly exerted force, and she easily lifted the giant ax weighing two hundred kilograms.

The flames crawled all over the ax along the long handle, giving enough energy to the axe. The jagged structure at the edge slowly rotated, making a crunching sound that made one's teeth ache.

"The distance is so close, even level 5 may not be able to protect you. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Without blinking or avoiding his eyes, Wang Jun met the other party's lavender eyes and said, "You should ask yourself if you are afraid of death."

He didn't say it explicitly, but she knew what he meant.

Mr. Sun is in the carriage. No matter what the result of her actions is, she will inevitably die.

During the stalemate, Wang Jun smiled and regarded life and death as nothing.

With an ordinary face, he has a unique style.

That kind of thing goes beyond looks, beyond appearance, beyond body. It is a mind as tough as steel.

Neither of them spoke, and the car was extremely quiet. They seemed to be waiting for a result.

Even the always talkative Li Xuanchen remained silent. He raised his hands and pressed against the roof of the car. The shadow space was summoned and he accurately found the bottom of Wang Jun's butt.

At this time, Feng Ya shouted: "Miss Bai, if you feel that you have had enough life and want to find some excitement, don't drag me along."

Hum~chi~

A chuckle came from under the mask, Bai Yanmiao withdrew the power of the flames and put down the giant axe.

"If the city were full of men like you, it might be a bit interesting."

Are you ignoring me? The corner of Fengya's mouth twitched, and she complained in her heart: "No wonder the captain specifically told me before coming here that this Miss Bai is very difficult to deal with."

Xiao Ye has a paranoid desire to protect his team members. Because he was injured, he could not perform the task for Feng Ya, so he verbally warned Feng Ya.

Bai Yanmiao is an outlier in the Hunter Guild. In front of her, there is no need to think that they are companions and should take care of each other.

Fengya just needs to save her own life and properly gather information, and then she can successfully complete the mission.

"The wilderness seems to be more interesting than I thought." Wang Jun replied casually, his eyes scanning the masks of Feng Ya and Bai Yanmiao.

The two masks have the same white crescent moon carved between their eyebrows, but the strength and character of the two women are completely different.

The former is more like a rose in a greenhouse, while the latter is a plum blossom growing in the cold.

Each has its own fragrance and beauty, but Wang Jun appreciates plum blossoms more because they make him smell the scent of the same kind.

Tsk la la la~~~

The jeep suddenly braked, its body swayed sideways, and its tires dragged black marks on the asphalt road.

Aiming the right door in the original direction of travel, the entire car stopped.

Not far ahead, hundreds of artillery were taking aim, and hundreds of Federal Army soldiers with loaded guns lined up and raised their guns.

Wearing a beret and a tall man, Situ Jie stood on an armored vehicle and waved from a distance.
Chapter completed!