Infinite Journey

Tang San looked at the policeman in front of him inexplicably, a hint of doubt flashed on his face, "Director Zhang is looking for me, what's the matter?"

The policeman looked at Tang San and said respectfully, "Master Tang, it's better that the director told you about this matter, so I won't talk too much."

When Tang San heard this, a shadow flashed in his heart, and he secretly said, "There really is something wrong with the Tekken Martial Arts Hall. Those three-headed ghouls attacked the Tekken Martial Arts Hall."

Vaguely, he already had some guesses.

Knowing what to do, Tang San followed the policeman in front of him to the Huangcheng Police Station. The streets were filled with hurried people and many powerful guys.

They all seem to be well-trained warriors, although Tang San can't see their specific realm, but each of them is sturdy and full of suffocation, and they have definitely seen blood, and many people have blood on their waists. It was bulging, and even carried a long object behind it, which seemed to be a gun.

Holding the ** in his heart, Tang San spent ten minutes, led by the police, to the police station.

The Huangcheng Police Station is stationed in a two-story brick and wood building. It looks very grand. The exterior walls are dark, giving people a sense of majesty.

Entering the police station, the leading policeman took Tang San straight through the hall, walked towards the second floor, and came to the chief's office at the end of the corridor.

In the office, Director Zhang had countless documents in front of him. He was sweating profusely, his eyes were red, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

Listen to the leading police officer: "Director, the master of the Tang Pavilion is here."

When Director Zhang heard this, he raised his head to look at Tang San, his red eyes were bloodshot, and he said to Tang San wearily, "President Tang, sit down first and wait for me to process this document."

After finishing speaking, Director Zhang turned his head and waved his hand at the lead inspection: "Go down and ask someone to make a good pot of tea, using my top-quality Tieguanyin."

The policeman nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, sir."

Tang San sat on the black sofa in the room, looking at his nose and heart, quietly waiting for Zhang Ju to speak.

A few minutes later, two cups of top-quality Tieguanyin were placed in front of Tang San, and Director Zhang also corrected the last document, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his head, sat beside Tang San, and picked up his cup , took a sip.

At the entrance of the tea, Director Zhang heaved a sigh of relief: "Huh, it's really cool, I'm exhausted."

Tang San looked at Director Zhang and said, "I don't know what made the Director so annoyed and sweating profusely."

Director Zhang glanced at Tang San with helplessness in his eyes: "Brother Tang, it's not because of the martial arts hall."

Tang San looked at Director Zhang and said, "Did something really happen? How serious is it? Let's hear it."

Director Zhang looked at Tang San strangely and said, "You knew something would happen."

Tang San said: "Of course, I'm not seriously injured, I'm afraid many people will have crooked thoughts, so I quietly lurked before."

When Director Zhang heard the words, his pupils shrank and said, "You are so ruthless, the disciples in your martial arts hall can be regarded as helping you prevent disasters."

Tang San heard the words and said, "It's just a fight for life, the path is chosen by oneself, and the result has to be suffered by oneself, no one can blame."

Regarding Tang San's words of treating human life like a mustard, Director Zhang felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the person in front of him was more terrifying than he imagined, and if he offended such a person, he would probably end up dying.

Shaking his head slightly, pressing the thoughts in his heart into his heart, Director Zhang said lightly: "Since you have expected it, I will not sell it. More than 20 people died in your martial arts hall. It was late at night some time ago. The banquet was so noisy, I wonder if you know anything."

Hearing this, Tang San frowned slightly, although he had expected to talk, but if such a big thing happened, I'm afraid that the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall wouldn't be able to open.

"It was also my mistake. I didn't expect the three-headed ghoul's revenge to be so fierce. I still underestimated this race, and I should take it as a warning in the future."

Tang San was alert in his heart, looked at Director Zhang and said, "I already know who the culprit is, does the Director want to hear?"

Director Zhang nodded and said, "Of course, I can also report to the Ghost Hunter Guild, so that the ghost hunters hanging out on the street have something to do."

Tang San said strangely: "Those people are all ghost hunters. There are too many. I came all the way to see no less than a dozen people."

Director Zhang heard the words and said, "This is not too many, but it's just a ghost hunter in the area of ​​hundreds of miles, and the number will not exceed 500."

Tang San's eyes flashed a hint of shock when he heard the words: "Five hundred people, all of them are powerhouses at the peak of the outer sect?"

Director Zhang shook his head and said: "That's not so, there are no more than a dozen people at the peak of the outside world, and the rest are powerhouses around the Bone Transformation Realm, but these ghost hunters are different from lone rangers, they are all one by one. The members of the ghost hunting team, with all kinds of guns and ammunition, are enough to take down ordinary very hungry ghouls."

Tang San became interested when he heard the words, "Could it be that there are still ghost hunters forming a team to shoot together?"

Director Zhang nodded and said: "Of course, the ghosts' bodies completely surpass ordinary warriors~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and even some have super resilience, it is very difficult to kill them alone, so the group retreats. Cooperation has become the mainstream, and the Lone Rangers you saw a few times were in the minority after all."

Tang San suddenly realized that although martial arts in this world are developed, martial arts requires time and money. Not everyone has such good conditions to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Therefore, before their martial arts reached their peak, their combination became the mainstream. , both to ensure security and to obtain resources.

Moreover, the combination of hot weapons and his own martial arts can be very powerful. It is not a legend that one person can compete with a small army of ordinary people, but has a lot of achievements.

Listening to the director gushing about various cases of martial artists and hot weapons, Tang San learned a lot of information.

The various small warlords in the Republic often conflict with each other. There are many combinations of warriors and hot weapons on the battlefield. The combat power that erupts is shocking. It is even said that within the Republic, there is a mysterious warrior unit equipped with the most advanced weapons. The weapon itself also possesses extremely powerful masters, who have completed countless difficult tasks for the Republic, and are still active in the territories of Western countries, spying on various information and technologies, and contributing to the Republic.

When he heard this, Tang San instinctively thought of James Bond, the most successful spy in British movies, the legendary 007.

"These mysterious characters in the Republic will not lose to him, or even surpass him by several times. The terrible martial arts endows them with strong survivability. Is this also one of the reasons why the Republic can still establish itself as a weak country?"

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