Chapter 289: Busy night

Over Tokyo, a black eagle swept across the night, looking down at the entire city.
　　 The black hawk roared, making a harsh sound that only the night could hear.
　　 On a bench in an unknown park, a man was holding a can of beer, drinking it carefully, and watching with his cellphone.
　　 Four dead passers-by were lying down in the grass behind him, their possessions were stripped, including a mobile phone.
　　 "Ah...I can't find it at all, the four of them...Where did they go..."
　　 "The mobile phones of this era have no other functions except for sending text messages. It's boring."
　　 He is the "Endless Corridor" player-Hartman.
　　 A black shadow fell on his shoulder, Hartman and Hawkeye looked at each other, and an image of the city's street scene was instantly introduced into his mind. At the same time, there were a few red spots scattered around the city.
　　 He rubbed his head, seemingly painful, and after relieving himself, he threw the phone on the lawn, poured beer into his belly suddenly, turned his head and said, "Get up."
　　 On another bench five meters apart, a man in a bear pattern pajamas slowly got up with sleepy eyes, and yawned with the energy of feeding.
"found it?"
　　 "Only 21 people with red hot spots can be seen, of which ten are dark red, there should be plot characters mixed in." Hartman said slowly.
　　 "In other words, the four people who got the invitation letter are among these people."
　　 "It's hard to say." Hartman shook his head slightly, "I can simply lock their position and let your people go and see."
　　The vision reflected by the eagle eye is all yellow-black patches and lines, and it is impossible to see the appearance and the specific figure.
　　 "Well... to be honest, I want to sleep again."
　　 Hartman threw a pack of cigarettes, "Smoke a cigarette, slow down and act quickly. I can only lock the position for half an hour."
　　 "Good... good..."
Snapped--
　　 A flame ignited from the finger, lit a cigarette, and spit out scattered smoke.
　　 The man in pajamas was named Jordan. He stretched out after smoking a cigarette. "I'm going to find someone in the plot and tell me the crimson spot recently."
　　 "Ikebukuro West Exit Park."
　　 Suddenly in the grass behind them, the four people lying on the ground stood up.
　　 He shook his eyes without a god, like a walking dead.
　　 The Black Hawk flapped its wings and took off again, this time flying very low.
　　 The four walking corpses followed the eagle and left here step by step.
　　 Jordan went to sleep again.
　　 Among the four walking corpses, one of the eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had recovered his life again.
　　……
　　 Odaiba Koto district.
　　 There was an explosion under a residential building.
　　 The skyrocketing fire disperse passers-by, and the residents were awakened and rushed out of the house.
　　 A person rushed out of the fire. He was wearing a gray hoodie with a handsome face and a pair of green pupils full of alert and anger under his brown curly hair.
"Zizizi...only one died, it's a pity." A figure walked slowly from a distance, holding a grenade in his hand, thin and small, with an expression of brutality that could not be concealed. This person is a player from the Bangzi Country— —Park Jae Nam.
　　 There are two more people behind him, Do Morris, a woman with long blonde hair, and Luo Linlin, a young man with an Asian face.
　　 "Jeff, you are the only one on your team." Park Jae-nam smiled, "Ah, I forgot, there are only two of you, you and your-brother, brother!"
　　 "Cut..." The curly-haired man Jeff glared at them, "A monkey who only throws bombs behind his back."
　　 Pu Jae-nam suddenly trembled, "Who do you think is a monkey!"
　　 Luo Forest said: "He said you are."
　　 "Which are you!"
　　 "I shouldn't have let you go last time..." Jeff said in a deep voice, and at the same time he drew a short sword from his back.
　　 Pu Zai Nan smiled and said: "You righteous fool who is obsessed with cold weapons! The old accounts are calculated together today!"
　　 He opened the grenade bolt with his mouth and threw two in a row like a madman.
　　 Jeff dodged hurriedly, extremely fast, but the blast still blew him away.
　　Luo Forest stepped up, took out two Uzi submachine guns from his backpack, and fired at the afterimage left by Jeff. They successfully hit the fuel tank of a car and caused an explosion again.
The sudden explosive attack, the inferiority in numbers, these two factors made Jeff suffer. Although he ran to the distance after hearing the gunshot, the real man never looked back. It was just a legend that he was still injured by the explosion, and the back of the hoodie was blown to pieces, revealing a back spine.
　　 In the case of a rapid decline in physical strength, Jeff quickly took out the bleeding medicine, and just as he was about to plunge into his body, he saw a phantom attack.
　　 The blonde woman Domorris rubbed her heels on the ground to set off sparks, moving closer like skating.
　　 She raised her index finger and pointed to Jeff, wearing a jet-black circular ring on her knuckles, and a long tube extending into the leather sleeve behind the ring.
　　 Suddenly there was fire from his fingertips, and a tiny bullet shot out from the hole in the ring.
　　 Jeff's eyes flashed, and the dagger cut out the afterimage, and flew the bullets that were so small that they could not be observed. Then he jumped several meters and landed on an empty bus.
　　The submachine gun in Luo Forest's hand poured out bullets again, hitting the bus full of bullet holes.
　　 Jeff was in a panic at the moment and was forced to hide behind the bus.
　　 And Dorimos had already greeted him, raised a double-action revolver in his left hand, and in the blink of an eye he slid to the back of the bus. Jeff, who aimed his gun at the muzzle, pulled the trigger without interruption.
　　 The bullets rotated and penetrated into Jeff's two arms. The left and right arms were blasted away from the body by six bullets, instantly becoming the ones with broken arms.
　　 Suddenly, Jeff’s body appeared cracked like a stone, and his body surface gradually petrified and turned into loose sand, leaving only his jacket, pants and shoes.
　　 Dolimos put down his gun, and Park Jae-nam rushed to shook his head.
　　 "He ran away again." Park Jae-nam spit on Jeff's clothes displeasedly, "It's okay, there is a chance to meet again."
　　 At this time, the police sirens sounded, and two police cars had arrived. Four policemen got off the car and raised their guns and shouted at them: "You guys! Put your hands where I can see, don't move!"
　　Pak Jae Nam glanced at them, "Let's go."
　　 The three of them didn't put the "justice" of this world in their eyes, kicked on the ground under their feet, and fled with speeds that surpassed human limits.
　　 The police were dumbfounded. Although they were able to catch up with the target, when the gun was turned over, the person was gone.
　　 What's more, there are still some citizens on the street who fled because of the explosion. At this time, they cannot shoot casually.
　　 After they reacted, they hurriedly used the walkie-talkie to report what had just happened.
　　 "A serious incident has occurred in the South Street of Hotel Nikko in Koto-ku, Odaiba! Suspected of a conflict of force between ‘fighters’!
　　……
"Hartman, Jordan, Park Zainan, Luo Linlin, Dorimos, Jeff... plus Shang Jun." Sauron looked at the panels in front of him, raising his eyebrows, "tonight It's really lively..."
　　 "Except for Shang Jun, what's the matter with those few people?" asked the teammates beside him.
　　 Sauron put away the panel, and said indifferently, "A few troublesome guys, but the one that interests me the most..."
　　 Three panels appeared in front of him, only he could see.
　　 "This team is very interesting, especially him."
　　 "Li Nuo..."
　　……
　　 "Snee!" Li Nuo sneezed.
　　Who scolded me...
　　 At this moment, they are still standing in front of the traffickers and listening to "teapot, refrigerator, thermos cup" ten times.
　　Chabai finally couldn't help it, and patted the box with the white man in it, and said, "Yinchao, do you want to buy someone?"