The moment he saw the abnormal state of the corridor, the square-faced gray windbreaker hung on one side and reached into his pocket with his left hand hanging from his side and pressed a physical button on his special phone.

This action can send the internally stored help information back to the capital with the help of satellites.

However, in this vast sea, rescue is obviously impossible.

Therefore, another meaning of this information is forecasting.

If there is no follow-up within ten minutes, the headquarters will know that an accident happened to his group.

"Protect the antiquities!" He threw a sentence, stepped into the corridor, closed the door with his backhand, and the pistol "bang bang" and fired a series of sparks.

The bullet tore the body of the man in the suit, and it turned into black smoke. The gray windbreaker's eyes shrank, and he suddenly felt the strong wind coming from behind him.

He rolled on the spot, his muscles bulged and his blood filled with energy. He waved his short knife backwards with his left hand.

With a "ping-tablet" sound, it collided with the enemy's attack.

Turning his head and looking back, he saw an assassin condensed from black mist retreating slightly, and at the other end of the corridor, the foreign man in suit showed a mocking smile:

"Is the power-type evolver? You can't save things just by relying on you."

Gray windbreaker listened to the quiet cabin and realized that the sound here was blocked and the surveillance had been destroyed. The blood in his eyes burned:

"I want to give it a try!"

...

Capital, Hongjing.

In the D14th District, in the 24-hour restaurant, Lu Fengshan sat on the bench, scattered with meals, and the dining staff were scattered in the restaurant.

"Tons and tons." He burped all the food and drank half a bottle of mineral water. Suddenly he saw the head of the intelligence department opposite pick up his cell phone and glanced at it, his face slightly changed.

"What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

The man looked very bad and said, "I received a signal for help. The team transporting antiques back to the team was attacked!"

He did not explain which team it was, because he was sure that Lu Fengshan knew that the gray windbreaker he had temporarily transferred to lead the team was his subordinate.

Because of the abnormality of Hongjing, Lu Fengshan returned early, and his superiors sent someone to replace him to learn about the follow-up of the Tokyo incident.

But he happened to be escorted to the item and joined the transportation team.

It's... quite tortuous.

“Where was attacked?”

"On the sea, we just left Tokyo Bay last night, and our people didn't have time to rescue us." The person in charge said a heavy tone. He looked at Lu Fengshan's dazed expression, sighed, and stood up and left.

As an intelligence department, I have long been used to it.

Many teams performing missions outside can hardly rescue them in time if an accident occurs, and since the other party actively sends the message back.

This shows that there is more danger and less good.

Lu Fengshan was stunned for a few seconds... If he left Tokyo last night, maybe there would be some help... He quickly took out the jade talisman from his pocket and sent the text:

"Are you still in Tokyo?"

...

The Brilliant Princess, on the upper deck, when Suning followed the instructions of the White Jade Compass and came to the cabin suite area, he immediately found something was wrong.

The door that should exist actually disappeared.

Turn on the Qi-seeing technique, in the field of vision, a strange "curtain" blocks the passage that should have existed.

"Illusion? Extraordinary abilities?"

Suning's eyes fluctuated. He was not unfamiliar with this method, so he often used it. Not only were there special items suspected to be the legacy of the People's Church on the ship.

There are also extraordinary people.

"Are you the two I saw before? No... no, those two should be ordinary people, at least they didn't give me a extraordinary feeling... but maybe it's related to the situation in front of me."

Suning analyzed that he didn't know if he wanted to break in.

The key is that he was not sure what was going on. At this moment, the jade talisman in his arms vibrated. Suning picked it up and saw that it was No. 101.

"Lu Fengshan? Why ask this?" he asked.

"101: It's me. Our people are in danger and need rescue, but we lack staff there, so I personally want to ask you for a favor."

"Seventeen: Your personal name? Not an organization?"

"101: I just found out that I haven't had time to apply yet, but the situation is urgent!"

"Seventeen: But why should I help you?"

"101:...I helped the giant god once that night that demons siege the city!"

It was you... Suning raised his eyebrows and entered the text:

"This reason is not enough, but I can consider it. If you talk about the specific situation, I can evaluate the risks."

"101: Our people bought a batch of antiques at an auction in Europe, which you can understand as historical objects that are suspected to be related to extraordinary things, and are used for research.

This kind of thing was nothing, and the forces of all countries were doing it, but on the night the demons invaded, some ancient creatures had strange reactions... The principle is unknown.

Our people secretly sent back this batch of antiques, but they were still targeted by some forces of unknown origin…”

He briefly explained the story, and Suning showed surprise: antiquities, abnormal reactions...

Uh, is this what is called "legacy activation"?

"Seventeen: Where are your people?"

"101: A ship called Princess Brilliant, who left Tokyo last night, is currently on the sea. I know that this rescue is too difficult and there is almost no time to stop it.

My purpose is not to ask you to save people or items. I just want to ask for it in my private capacity to kill those people! Avenge my people!”

"Those antiquities are rewarded!"

After Lu Fengshan posted this passage, his face looked sad.

In his opinion, a ship far away from the coast, the enemy was determined to die and die on his own side.

He didn't care about antiquities or something. He thought that his subordinates could not just die.

The reason why it points out the value of antiquities is to place hopes on it, so as to attract people's hearts and go hunting.

After all, it is better to teach things to people than to give them unknown foreign forces.

Suning looked at the "silhouette" in front of him with a strange expression, thought for a while, and said:

"I can contact the people over there and contact you when there is any result."

"good."

After the conversation, Suning put away the jade talisman, breathed deeply, activated the disguise technique, and his face changed, and the purple ribbon fairy clothes turned into a robe.

Forced, squeeze into the "curtain".

...

"boom!"

In the corridor, when the gray windbreaker was repelled by the figure condensed from the black fog, he spat out a mouthful of blood and could no longer maintain the closure of the wound.

The blood and energy overflowed, and the power fell rapidly. I wanted to hold on and get up, but failed.

Eyes are angry and powerless.

"Swish..." About four or five black fog assassins put together again, squeezed into the corridor, behind them, the man in the suit holding a magic wand smiled:

"It seems that your attempt failed."

"Get the stuff." On the side, in the room where several people lived, several white men wearing sunglasses and dark coats walked out with injuries on their bodies.

The leader held the box and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

While the two extraordinary people were fighting, the other mercenaries and thugs also clashed with the three people in the room and won by personnel:

"Sir, let's go now."

"Go? Where to go?" the man in the suit said curiously.

The injured thugs were stunned: "Leave the ship, didn't you say that you have superpowers to walk in the water?"

The man in the suit nodded: "It's true, but I forgot to tell you that I can only bring one person with my magic, that's myself."

As he said that, under the astonished eyes of several thugs, two "assassins" condensed from black fog rushed forward, killing the already injured people in a simple and neat manner.

The body fell softly, and his eyes were still full of disbelief.

"You..." Gray Wind Coat, who had lost her combat ability, looked at this scene and felt a chill in her heart.

The man in the suit bent down and picked up the box, his eyes full of pity:

"When the end of the world comes, only the elites who believe in piously are worthy of continuing the fire of civilization. As for ordinary people, it is better to usher in liberation early."

The gray windbreaker, who was listless and coughing up blood, suddenly realized: "Are you a member of the Doomsday National Saving Society?"

The man in the suit did not answer, or, in other words, it was the default:
To be continued...