In the end, Mr. Song accepted Wang Sheng’s Tiger Bone Dali Pill.

Originally, the old man wanted to give Wang Sheng some extra compensation, but Wang Sheng didn't agree because he felt it was unnecessary.

But seeing that the old man kept asking, Wang Sheng thought about it and made a request.

"Okay, old man, don't give me anything, just make me a knife."

"You want a knife, okay, tell me what kind of knife you want, Tang Dao, Mo Dao, Ghost Tou Dao, as long as you name it, I can get it for you." The old man said, patting his chest.

Recalling the experiences and memories that appeared in his mind after merging the spirit of faith of Martial Saint Guan Yu, Wang Sheng licked the corners of his lips and said, "Make me a Moon-Crueling Knife. It is about two meters long and weighs fifty kilograms."

.”

"A fifty-pound Yanyue knife?"

The old man muttered to himself and nodded looking at Wang Sheng's body as strong as a mountain.

"Okay, I'll take care of this. The weapon should be ready in three days at the earliest and a week at the latest. I'll ask Xiao Zhao to contact you then. You can come directly to pick it up, or you can designate a location for someone to pick it up.

I can send it to you."

"Then thank you, old man, but I may have to go out to do some errands in the next two days. I'm not sure how much time it will take. I'll contact Zhao Hua about the weapons when I get back."

After saying that, Wang Sheng gave the old man a meaningful look.

Seeing this, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed to the ground at his feet and said, "It's that person's mission."

Through the old man's words, Wang Sheng understood that the Extraordinary Administration also knew about the existence of Gaia, the consciousness of the earth and stars, and there should also be Gaia agents in the Extraordinary Administration.

There was no answer, Wang Sheng just nodded.

Reaching out and patting Wang Sheng's arm, the old man said, "Okay, then I wish you success in your mission. Remember to put your own safety first in everything. Who is more tolerant to us?"

After talking about business, the old man began to teach Wang Sheng how to shoot.

While the two were chatting and shooting, Zhao Hua, who had gone to the warehouse to pick up the gun, also pushed a trolley back to the shooting range.

Needless to say, what was on the cart was the firearms and ammunition for Wang Sheng.

Seeing his gun coming, Wang Sheng dropped the Type 95 in his hand and walked over, starting to play with it with excitement.

Although I had test-fired many guns just now, the one I used just now was not my own after all. Although it was still a gun, it still lacked a sense of belonging.

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle is more than one meter long and requires both hands to be held by ordinary people. Wang Sheng can shoot it with one hand.

As for the Type 09 shotgun, which is only 70 centimeters when the butt is folded, it is almost like a large pistol in Wang Sheng's hands.

After playing with them one by one, Wang Sheng was satisfied and put all four guns into the camouflage gun bag that was delivered with the guns.

As for the ammunition, there was really a lot, so I only put part of it in the gun bag, and the rest was still in the ammunition box.

After packing up, Wang Sheng held the gun bag in one hand and the ammunition box in the other and said with great satisfaction, "Okay, now the guns are here, let's continue."

"Continue? Continue with what?"

The old man looked at Wang Sheng, his face full of doubts.

Wang Sheng pointed at Zhao Hua and said, "He brought me here and said he was going to deal with some evil cult's stronghold in the afternoon."

"Cult, crooked cross? There is indeed an operation against their stronghold this afternoon." The old man turned to look at Zhao Hua aside, "How come you are also participating in this operation?"

Zhao Hua nodded, then leaned in front of the old man and whispered, "Song Bureau...Coach, our branch is currently short of manpower. Double Blades will track down the cadre White Ghost with a crooked cross. Big Bear will go to the headquarters for training, and the dog trainer will lead people to search.

In other strongholds of the Crooked Cross, those other extraordinary beings who have contact with us are either unable to come because they have something to do, or they deliberately find reasons to refuse because they don’t want to offend the Crooked Cross. There is really no way..."

"These guys."

Mr. Song said something very dissatisfied, and then said to Zhao Hua, "Go and get the information about this operation, so you don't have to make Dasheng run back and forth.

By the way, let’s arrange a dormitory for college students and get an identity card.”

"this……"

Zhao Hua looked at the old man with some embarrassment. This operation was a bit unruly.

The old man took out a silver card from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Hua.

"Do as I say, I still have this authority."

Zhao Hua took the card handed over by the old man and nodded.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After Zhao Hua left again, the old man asked Wang Sheng to put down what he was holding, then threw Wang Sheng a gun and asked him to fight with him for two more rounds.

When Wang Sheng and the old man had emptied more than a dozen magazines and the bullet casings were spread all over the floor, Zhao Hua finally came back, and beside him was a young woman wearing a business attire holding a folder in her hand.

Under the gaze of Wang Sheng and the old man, the young woman couldn't help but lower her head, looking a little nervous.

Through Zhao Hua's introduction, Wang Sheng knew that this young woman in professional attire was a member of the intelligence department, and he called her here to explain the intelligence about this operation to Wang Sheng.

The old man put down his gun, said he still had something to do, and left alone, leaving Wang Sheng and the other three in the shooting range.

Holding the gun and listening to the young woman's stuttering explanation of the information, Wang Sheng pinched his temples with a headache.

"Okay, stop talking now."

The explanation was interrupted, and the young woman from the intelligence department immediately stopped talking and looked at Wang Sheng with tears in her eyes.

Pointing to the folder in the other person's hand, Wang Sheng said, "Give me the file and you can go back."

Hearing Wang Sheng's words, the young woman was stunned for a moment, and then put the document in her hand into Wang Sheng's hands as if she was relieved.

"Here are the documents for you. Goodbye Mr. Wang. I'm leaving first, Team Leader Zhao."

After that, before Wang Sheng and Zhao Hua could speak, she ran out of the shooting range like a frightened rabbit.

After glancing at the document in his hand, Wang Sheng turned to look at Zhao Hua again.

Although Wang Sheng didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Are you the employees of your Extraordinary Management Bureau?

Zhao Hua patted his head in annoyance, and then said to Wang Sheng in embarrassment, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Wang Sheng, because our Ly City branch has just been established not long ago, so many members are newcomers, and...

"

Wang Sheng waved the information in his hand and said nonchalantly, "No need to apologize. As long as it doesn't affect business, it doesn't matter to me whether you are old or new. What do you want to say with your 'and'?"

Hearing what Wang Sheng said, Zhao Hua seemed even more embarrassed, but he still said, "Mr. Wang Sheng, maybe others haven't told you, but your current momentum and image are very intimidating to ordinary people.

, especially those timid women.

To be honest, I was shocked when I first saw you."

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand and touched his face, and said with some hindsight, "That shouldn't be the case. I feel that I should be quite honest and kind." After hearing Wang Sheng's words, Zhao Hua couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Give it a hard slap.

"Honest and kind? I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about your own image."

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhao Hua would definitely not say it out loud.

In Wang Sheng's memory, he did feel that he was an honest and kind person. Of course, that was referring to Wang Sheng before his rebirth.

After rebirth, Wang Sheng first integrated the indifference towards life and death that he had developed from fighting against death for many years in his previous life, and then integrated the power of the Spirit of Faith, the Martial Saint Guan Yu, plus the power accumulated from recent killings, zombies, and monsters.

of murderous intent.

Now, although Wang Sheng's appearance has not changed much, the aura exuding from his body is completely different from before. The difference is as obvious as that between a sheep and a tiger.

Rubbing his face, Wang Sheng stopped paying attention to his current image and began to check the information in the folder in his hand.

Since he was not interested in such long and boring information, Wang Sheng read it very quickly, but he still failed to grasp some key information.

Through the information, Wang Sheng knew that the location of the administration's operation was a small food processing factory in the outer city.

Initially, it was a peripheral inspector of the Administration who noticed the abnormal population flow in this food processing factory. Later, after many investigations, it was confirmed that this factory was a stronghold of the Crooked Cross cult.

Judging from the survey data, this food processing factory is not large in scale, with only about fifty or sixty employees, but these employees all live in the factory area and have not even left the factory for several weeks.

In addition, this small food processing factory also has twenty or thirty visitors who behave slightly strangely every day.

Therefore, if we look at the worst-case scenario, these fifty or sixty employees plus twenty or thirty visitors may all be members of the Crooked Cross and become enemies in this operation.

However, the number of these ordinary enemies does not actually have a big impact on Wang Sheng, because that is an issue that the executive department of the administration and the accompanying police need to consider. He is not here to deal with these ordinary people, but to deal with possible threats.

of extraordinary power.

As for the possible existence of extraordinary powers, this document only records two types of monsters.

These two kinds of monsters were cultivated and created by the cult of Crooked Cross, and one of them was the flexible skinned hunter that resembled a hairless monkey that Wang Sheng had seen before.

As for the other kind of monster, the name on the data is 'Mutilated Thug', which is a powerful monster, and its image description is 'a humanoid monster, tall in size, with a deformed and twisted thick arm'.

Although there was no picture in the information, Wang Sheng could still picture the monster image of this 'mutilated thug' in his mind.

Seeing that Wang Sheng had almost finished flipping through the information, Zhao Hua suddenly walked over and handed Wang Sheng a file bag that he took out from nowhere.

Wang Sheng glanced at Zhao Hua with some confusion, but still put down the folder in his hand and took the portfolio.

"Mr. Wang, Deputy Director Song asked me to bring this file to you. Although it is not top secret, it has a certain level of confidentiality. I hope you will not spread it outside after reading it."

"It's quite mysterious."

Wang Sheng muttered something, and then opened the file bag directly.

There were not many things in the portfolio, only a few pieces of paper. It looked like an experimental report, and the title of this report was "Experimental Analysis of the Cult's Crooked Cross Biological Weapon."

After reading these pieces of paper, Wang Sheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his body exuded a dangerous aura.
Chapter completed!