In the well-connected arched sewer, the sound of drizzling water echoed in it, and a rich stench emanated from the ditch in the middle of the passage, making people feel sick.

Step! Step! Step...

A series of rapid footsteps sounded, splashing countless sour and smelly sewage. Six men holding machine guns with travel bags behind them were expressionless, striding forward, ignoring the stench lingering in their noses, and calmly running towards the established route.

"Cry, route!" The leading man looked heavy and asked calmly to his companions around him, while also carefully observing the movement behind him.

The other few of him also quickly found the cover location, held the gun, and watched calmly as they watched the movements in the sewer, with coldness and bloodthirsty in their eyes!

"Tell left at the second intersection ahead!" Kerry quickly looked at the almost identical passage around and quickly judged the course of action.

When everyone heard this, they did not have any objection. After glanced around vigilantly, they quickly passed the second intersection, and then turned to the left without hesitation.

However, what they didn't know was that as they turned around and left, a black shadow appeared in the place like a ghost, silently!

"Don't be afraid! Brian, you want to become a superhero!" Brian looked at the robber running away, and although he was so nervous that he still cheered up secretly.

"Turn right!"

"The middle of the three forks!"

According to Krey's command, everyone moved forward quickly in the underground passage like a honeycomb.

"Our car is waiting there for sixty meters ahead!" After turning the last intersection, a hint of joy flashed across Kerry's calm face and shouted in a low voice, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

When everyone heard this, their expressionless face changed slightly, and the steps under their feet became faster.

The distance of sixty meters was only a few seconds for them, and soon everyone came to the place that Cray mentioned. On the side wall of the arched passage made of red bricks, a rusty ladder appeared in front of everyone. Above the ladder was a circular manhole cover.

"Hey, I, I think you'd better turn yourself in."

Just as several robbers were about to leave along the ladder, a young voice rang out not far away, his tone was a little nervous.

Suddenly, the robbers were shocked. They reacted quickly and turned around in the direction of the sound without thinking and pulled the trigger!

Da! Da! Da...

Seeing these robbers, Brian fired directly without saying a word, and was nervous. At the same time, he was extremely shocked. Facing the orange-yellow bullets with gunpowder smoke, his eyes widened!

Because he suddenly discovered that the bullets shot from the muzzle were so clear in his eyes that even in this dim sewer, he could still see the traces of the bullets passing through the air!

At this time, Brian had already been stunned by this strange scene. He completely forgot the fear in his heart. He saw his body dodging left and right, and he easily avoided the bullets shot at him like rain.

The bullet rain lasted for about half a minute, and the sewer fell into tranquility again, but the leading robber's face became extremely ugly, because the figure in front of him was standing there intact!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with depression. Even though they were determined, they couldn't help but feel a little fear. This was the instinctive fear of the strong!

The leading robber's eyes flashed, gritted his teeth, and glanced at everyone. Finally, he set his eyes on a companion who was much thinner than everyone else. He solemnly took out a box the size of a palm from his arms and handed it to him, then shouted loudly: "Close, leave with your stuff, let's cover you!"

The leading robbers looked firm and had a hint of determination when they spoke. When they heard this, they did not change their faces at all, and they silently replaced them with new magazines.

"Close, remember, take things to Stonehenge and someone will be able to pick you up!"

After everyone changed their kind magazines, Cry whispered to Klos.

"Hey, maybe you shouldn't discuss these issues in front of superheroes!"

Cry had just finished speaking, and a slightly excited voice came from directly above him, with dissatisfaction in his tone, and it was Brian who spoke.

After just avoiding all the bullets from the robbers, Brian's self-confidence suddenly swelled up. Seeing that the people on the other side actually ignored him, the "superhero", Brian immediately became unhappy.

As soon as he moved his body, he pounced on him like an eagle hunting. His powerful fist hit Cry's head with a cold wind. Brian was about to teach the other party a lesson so that they could only surrender obediently in front of the superhero!

However, as a veteran mercenary, Cry was shocked that Brian could approach him quietly, but his ability to react to danger was also extremely fast. As the moment the fist wind approached, Cry did not care about the smelly sewage under his feet, and rolled on the spot to avoid Brian's attack!

Although his body was covered with foul smell, he saved his life!

Seeing that his attack was avoided by Cray, Brian frowned slightly, with a hint of anger in his heart. His first attack was avoided, completely different from what he imagined.

With a punch, Brian was angry and raised his right foot at the moment of landing, and kicked a mercenary closest to Cry, as if he wanted to make up for his mistake just now.

Bang!

Brian's right foot passed through the dim sewer, and the mercenary was kicked in the chest without reacting at all, and his whole body was kicked out like a shell.

He himself didn't know how powerful Brian was, but the mercenary who fell to the ground without any sound told the other mercenaries that his power was extraordinary!

Bryan was even more excited when he kicked someone away. It seemed that they were right that they could become superheroes!

Excited, Brian also became ruthless. Taking advantage of the fact that these mercenaries did not react at all, relying on their strong physical fitness, they exerted force from their waists, twisted their body suddenly, and directly made a disguised look in the air and swept towards the mercenaries around them!

Although making changes in this hasty situation would weaken the strength on the feet a lot, Brian didn't care at all at this time, because he believed that with his current strength, he could easily kick these people away even with one-tenth of his strength!

call!

The strong wind swept over, except for the leader and Close. The rest of the people were kicked directly in the face by Brian, and they didn't even have the chance to resist.

The two men who avoided Brian's attack did not look at their fallen companions. After taking a few steps back, they cooperated with Kerry, who had just gotten up from the sewage, and fired without hesitation, and poured the bullets in the magazine towards Brian.

The firepower of the three people at such a close distance. Brian's eyes flashed, and his body quickly turned and moved again, dodging all the bullets shot away, and strode towards the three people at the same time!

While Brian was fighting with several mercenaries dressed as robbers, some changes happened to Hodge.

Outside the guard circle, several black cars stopped silently near, and four men wearing sunglasses and extraordinary style walked out of the car. The leader was a middle-aged man about thirty years old. The man was not tall, his blond hair was meticulously combed, and there were very obvious wrinkles on his forehead. After getting off the car, they walked towards him with great strides.

Seeing the four people who were shooting like rainbows, the police officers who maintained order suddenly became alert and put their right hand on the gun holster at their waist calmly. A police officer saw that the four people seemed not ready to stop. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop and said, "Sorry, sir, I'm temporarily isolated here."

The policeman who stepped forward was very careful, staring at the four people in front of him, and his hands were tightened on his waist. The policemen near him were also waiting for him and ready to attack at any time.

"We are here to find Sheriff Weber, this is our ID." The man in the lead smiled slightly when he saw the police officers' performance, without saying nonsense, and took out his ID directly.

The policeman took the ID handed over by the man and his eyes slightly condensed, but soon returned to normal. He returned the ID calmly and said lightly: "Please wait a moment, I'll go and report it."

Seeing the policeman's performance, the man ignored it. After taking back his ID, he stood there with peace of mind.

Hodge, who had been paying attention to Brian, also turned his attention to here. After a slight glance at the documents handed out by the middle-aged man, he was slightly stunned. Seventh round?

It should be a special agent organization similar to the FBI, but immediately, Hodge looked at the policeman who turned around to find his commander in surprise.

When did the police become so arrogant? They are so lukewarm when facing these privileged people?

However, as soon as this idea came out of his head, Hodge immediately smiled bitterly. As expected, it was still an inertial thought. This is not as serious as the official position in the Heavenly Kingdom.

Here, the Seventh Bureau and the Police Department belong to two different institutions, and there is no connection between each other and no distinction between superiors and subordinates. As long as they have no stains and are caught, they can do nothing to avoid birding with certain people.

Just as Hodge was sitting there thinking, Sheriff Webber had already walked out of the cafe. He smiled and shook hands with the man, and whispered: "You are quite fast, Crod."

Crod smiled softly, took off his sunglasses, revealing his dark golden eyes, and whispered: "Where is the person you are talking about?"

"To the left, the man next to the little couple."

Weber quietly pointed to the middle-aged man next to Hodge.

"Is huge energy?" Crod looked in the direction Weber pointed, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

"Yes, it's very huge! I feel that this little bit of people is not enough." Webber glanced at the three people behind Crod, felt their energy, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Weber's answer, Crod's face changed, but soon returned to his original state. He looked at the middle-aged man cautiously and whispered: "The winner is not only depends on his own strength, we will capture it perfectly."
Chapter completed!