He hid in the sewers left by the Pollution Cleanup Department, which is actually the same as hiding in the sewers of other places.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the ‘Nighthawk’ is in this parking lot.

While thinking, He Ao walked to the end of the parking lot.

In the darkness ahead, the outline of a rusty iron door appeared vaguely.

He Ao parked the off-road vehicle in the innermost parking space, got out of the car with Jia Qian, and walked towards the iron gate.

There were very few people in this parking lot, almost no cars, and there was a thick layer of dust on the ground.

During the era of price wars between the Kjet Group and major grain industry consortiums, and during the Snava administration, the city of Saint-Jean had a period of relatively prosperous economy.

At that time, there were many cars in St. John's and many parking lots were built.

Now, many of those cars have been sold or mortgaged to banks.

As there are fewer and fewer cars on the road, parking lots in better locations can still survive, while parking lots in remote locations are in a semi-abandoned state.

It has witnessed the prosperity and decline of the city of St. John.

Walking along the dusty road, He Ao quickly arrived at the rusty door.

The trembling invisible weak connection told him that he was very close to the existence on the other end of the connection.

The small door is locked, and there is a rusty small sign embedded on the door, [Warehouse].

The smart lock that locked the door had long been broken, and only the mechanical keyhole with some scratches still showed that the mechanical part of the lock could still be used.

If it is a smart lock, He Ao can find a way for Eve to crack it, but for a purely mechanical lock, Eve cannot crack it directly.

He Ao thought for a moment. He first spread out with his spiritual consciousness, crossed the door, and saw the scene behind the door.

Then he paused slightly, pressed the keyhole with his index finger, and his spiritual consciousness soaked out, and he quickly felt out the structure of the lock core.

Immediately, he found a piece of rusty iron nearby, took out a butterfly knife and whittled the iron piece into a thin key shape.

Finally, he inserted the key into the lock cylinder and turned it gently.

Card--

With a crisp sound, the rusty door was opened easily.

The lock cylinder is easy to twist without much hindrance, which proves that someone has been oiling the mechanical lock cylinder and that this room is occupied by someone "frequently".

Jia Qian, who was on the side, stared at all this with her mouth open. In her eyes, Grandpa opened the door without knowing what he had done.

He Ao saw Jia Qian's expression. He glanced back to the right, signaling Jia Qian to hide behind him.

Jia Qian quickly understood. She put away her surprise and immediately retreated behind He Ao.

After confirming that Jia Qian had pulled away, He Ao slowly opened the rusty iron door. At this moment, a twisted and illusory figure suddenly rushed out from behind the door, opening its bloody mouth towards He Ao's head.

Bite away.

It was a grotesque evil spirit whose body was covered in various twisted bone armors.

He Ao raised the butterfly knife in his hand, covered it with his spiritual consciousness, took a step forward, and the sharp blade passed through the evil spirit's illusory body, destroying its entire body.

Weapons enhanced by spiritual consciousness can hurt spiritual bodies.

At the same time that the evil spirit was killed, the iron door in front of He Ao was slowly opened by him.

A long, cramped room appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

"Grandpa, that's..."

Jia Qian came over and stared into the room.

At the entrance of the room, a hound that was completely black and seemed to blend into the shadows was lying at the door. There was a deep wound on its body. It stared at He Ao who was standing at the door with its eyes wide open.

"Shadow Dog."

He Ao walked over slowly and reached out to wipe the hound's eyes.

It is difficult for a shadow dog to identify with a human being, but once it does, it will live and die with the human being it identifies with until the last moment of its life.

This shadow dog has long since died.

It just lies here to act as a deterrent to those who want to come in at the end.

He Ao lowered his head and glanced at the wounds on the shadow dog. He felt a slight pollution on the shadow dog, as if coming from the winding hills.

The twisted evil spirit just now should be a monster formed by the combination of pollution and the remaining soul fragments of the shadow dog.

"Jia Qian, wait for grandpa at the door."

He Ao looked into the room and said slowly.

There may be items in the house that are more polluting.

"good!"

Jia Qian nodded.

At this moment, He Ao had slowly stood up and walked towards the house.

In the deepest part of this narrow room, there is a small bed with a small desk in front of the bed.

At this moment, a 'man' wearing an iron mask was sitting in front of the desk, leaning against the wall nearby.

His body was covered with scars, and his clothes were covered with red blood.

Just by looking at him, He Ao seemed to be able to hear some chaotic dance music coming from his ears.

But spiritual consciousness cannot see any flow of energy.

This person has been dead for a long time.

Extraordinary strength maintained his body as if he had just died.

Sure enough, it was just as He Ao thought.

The person this broken shell finally contacted was Nighthawk.

He Ao walked to the desk.

The things on the desk are very simple, a pen, a memory chip, and a piece of paper full of words.

He Ao picked up the piece of paper. The handwriting on it was very beautiful. It was handwritten in cursive.

[Hello, my friend, I'm glad you can come here. I don't know how you found me, but I hope we are friends.

When I left this letter, I was about to participate in a battle from which I would probably never return.

However, I had to go, those twisted pollution kept me awake all night, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer.

I hope that not too long has passed when you find me. The memory card on the desk contains all the information I have obtained from the investigation. If possible, I hope you can send this information to the FBI headquarters, or send it to FBI headquarters.

They are made public.

This is very dangerous, I hope you pay attention.

There are not many things I can provide you. Here is some simple extraordinary knowledge. I hope it will be helpful to you.

My ability is Talent Sequence 100: Martial Artist, the D level of this path is Talent Sequence 50: Martial Artist, the E level is Talent Sequence 23: Fighter, and the F level is Talent Sequence 5: Angry Man.]

Below are the secret medicine formulas for these four talent sequences.

The secret medicine formula for angry men, fighters, and martial artists has been available before.

Therefore, his eyes mainly focused on the secret medicine formula of the ‘Martial Master’.

[Talent Sequence 100: Warrior Carrier]

[Main materials: Fire Ape's heart, Yuan Liu's core root]

[Supplementary materials: 5 petals of Dingxinhua, 1000 ml of water from a thousand-meter deep pool, 5 Baizhicao plants]

[Preparation method: Mash the petals of Baiji grass and three Zingxin flowers, wring out all the juice, and put the remaining part after wringing out the juice into the flames together with the heart of the fire ape to roast until the heart's skin is charred and black.

It is a crispy layer, then peel off the outer skin, take out the hot heart meat on the inside, mix it with the core root of Yuanliu that has been soaked in deep pool water for 24 hours, add the remaining heart flower petals, mash them, and squeeze out the mixture.

of juice.]
Chapter completed!