"Roger the Iceman... is dead?"
Within the sand dune defense, Lucy, old man Paul, and two bodyguards stared at this scene with dull expressions.
"It's impossible... It's fake. Roger is a third-level superpower! General of the Black Club! He once resisted an army's encirclement and suppression..."
Lucy murmured.
"Nothing is impossible... that was indeed Roger!"
Old man Paul sighed: "China... is really a magical country."
"Doctor... I have to say, your acting skills are still not good enough!"
Fang Yuan turned around and did not look at the dead Roger again. Instead, he took the scalpel from the doctor's hand and pressed it directly on his eyes: "Tell me... how do you want to die?"
"Wait a minute!"
Old Man Paul couldn't sit still: "This gentleman... he is very important to us, please hand him over to us!"
"Actually what you want to say is that I don't have the power to judge them, right?"
Fang Yuan turned around and smiled slightly.
If he hadn't shown his astonishing strength, I'm afraid the four people from the White Pigeon Club would have swarmed him.
"No... I'm just asking you!"
Old man Paul felt trembling, but he still maintained a calm tone.
"Since it's a request, can I accept it or not?"
Fang Yuan slid the scalpel casually, drawing blood marks on the unable doctor's face.
Because of the existence of life powers, the opened wounds healed quickly and could be cut repeatedly, which was definitely not a happy thing for the doctor.
"This is a lunatic!"
He looked at Fang Yuan, who was smiling slightly, and was completely frightened, and suddenly shouted: "Paul from the White Pigeon Club, right? I know you! Save me quickly... I know everything about the Black Clothes Club's demon weapon plan, and the funds I provided all the preliminary experimental data!"
"Sure enough... the Demonic Weapon Plan?!"
Lucy and Paul looked at each other and took a firm step forward. At the same time, the two non-existent bodyguards behind also took out two silver firearms full of science fiction style.
Although their physical fitness is astonishing and they have undergone rigorous training, even the former kings of soldiers and top killers are scum in front of them, but at this time they are indeed just like a backdrop and are dispensable.
"It's not impossible to hand him over to you!"
Fang Yuan smiled: "What kind of reward can you give me?"
Old Man Paul breathed a sigh of relief: "You can gain the friendship of our White Pigeon Society... Of course, in the Golden Eagle Federation, no matter what you do, you can get our assistance... "
"It sounds very insincere..."
Fang Yuan threw it casually, and the doctor rolled and flew out: "But, that's it! I agree!"
"Thanks!"
Old man Paul looked a little embarrassed and ordered his men to take out a pair of handcuffs and restrain the doctor. The way Fang Yuan looked familiar to him was the magic-forbidden handcuffs he designed.
"These are magic-forbidden handcuffs. They were invented by Dr. Fang Yuan, the top scientist in your country. I have to say that it is truly a genius idea. After being cuffed, a person with powers below the second level will immediately Incapacitation…”
Paul didn't recognize Fang Yuan after his changed appearance, so he explained.
By this time, the news that there was a supernatural attack in the bar had already spread, and a piercing siren even sounded outside.
"Okay... we can't conflict with the patrol, let's leave now!"
Old man Paul looked at Fang Yuan.
"I have no opinion!"
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, found another suitcase, and randomly stuffed a large amount of cash into it.
"Hey... greedy yellow man!"
Even though Lucy had already suffered a lot, the girl's rebellious spirit came over and she still snorted.
…
After a few people left, a large number of patrol police came to the scene, opened the cordon, and several forensic doctors came in to collect evidence.
Half an hour later, members of the Federal Special Investigation Service wearing black windbreakers also arrived.
"Intelligence shows... this is the lair of the Brotherhood, a subordinate force of the Black Club!"
A man in a trench coat held a cigarette in his mouth, with a gloating smile on his face: "Is it a fight between superpowers? I like to see this kind of scene where vicious dogs bite each other..."
"Then you definitely don't want to see the next scene!"
One of his companions suddenly pulled out an old-fashioned display screen in front of Roger on the ground. After scanning it, he immediately exclaimed: "This is... Roger the Iceman!?"
"What? A senior cadre of the Black Club, an Iceman who can control ice and whose defense is strong enough to withstand machine guns? Impossible!"
Several men in trench coats gathered around and compared the identical faces on the screen with those on the ground, and fell into silence.
"Damn it! How did I get involved in this kind of thing when I was just tracking down an overseas superpower..."
The commander of the man in the trench coat felt his scalp tingle.
Even his boss's boss, the director of the Investigation Bureau, would have a headache if he encountered this kind of thing.
After all, they know the strength of the Black Club best. It is a behemoth that can compete with the extraordinary power of the Federation. It is half black and half white, has a wild way, and has connections with many congressmen and high-ranking generals.
"Shit!"
He cursed fiercely: "Report the information immediately and seek support!"
"yes!"
His subordinates immediately responded and dialed the phone quickly.
And this time the response came faster than expected. Ten minutes later, a team of people in black suits rushed in.
"Are you... from the Black Clothes Club?"
The investigation director frowned immediately when he saw this outfit.
"Well... you don't need to investigate the matters here, we will take over everything!"
A big white man like a golden lion spoke slowly, his voice was rich and had a natural sense of oppression.
At this time, he walked up to Roger and took off his hat: "Although Roger is the weakest among our thirteen senior cadres, the reputation of the Black Club must not be tarnished by outsiders!"
"This is not in compliance with the law... You are just a non-governmental organization!"
The investigation director, who vaguely remembered the other party's identity, wiped cold sweat and said in a trembling voice.
"Jingle Bell!"
At this time, the brick communication phone in his hand suddenly rang, causing him to stand at attention involuntarily, and then called: "Sir!... Yes! I understand!"
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression: "According to the superior's order, from now on, our investigation bureau will assist you and provide you with intelligence and clues!"
"Is this right?"
Someone in the black suit behind the golden lion laughed, full of irony.
The employees of the Investigation Bureau turned red, but at this time they could only endure.
"Boss, the sketch is out!"
A man in a trench coat quickly ran in, holding up a sketch in his hand: "According to the survivors' descriptions and comparisons, the one who did it here is the yellow supernatural being who just entered the country!"
"show me!"
The big man like a golden lion grabbed the sketch and glanced at it.
This is clearly the disguised image of Fang Yuan, a young man who looks a bit shy.
"Is this the kind of person who killed Roger and kidnapped a doctor?"
The big man roared: "He is dead... I, the golden lion Barton, will definitely tear off all his limbs and make him moan and go to hell!"
…
"What does the Demon Weapon Plan mean?"
At this time, in a stretched black car, Fang Yuan asked Lucy.
"Tell him!"
Old Paul in the front seat sighed.
"We only know a rough idea. It's some kind of human experiment. The mad scientist from the Black Club wants people to create superpowers and control them into weapons... so as to break through certain boundaries!"
Lucy said: "We only know so much, more complex information needs to be tortured from the doctor!"
At this time, the eyes of this healer were dull, and he had obviously been hypnotized by Lucy.
And Miss Lucy had obviously regained her confidence from him. Although she still didn't dare to provoke Fang Yuan, she finally recovered from her frustration.
"Artificially created superpowers?"
Fang Yuan touched his chin: "As expected..."
"What did you say?"
"nothing… "
"Okay... Sir, we still don't know your name and your purpose?"
Old man Paul turned around and stared at Fang Yuan with a searching gaze.
"My name is... Lei! I came to the Golden Eagle Federation to find the whereabouts of a piece of art."
Fang Yuan said calmly.
"It's that simple?"
Lucy had 10,000 disbeliefs on her face: "You are a third-level superpower who can use you. Are you a national treasure that has been passed down in Central Continent?"
Even if it is truly a priceless national treasure, it has little military use at all. Even in the eyes of senior officials, it is not as valuable as a third-level superpower.
"I am leaving the doctor to you because I need you to mobilize your power to investigate the traces of that collector!"
Fang Yuan said bluntly.
"Okay... If this is your only purpose, I think we can help you with all our strength!"
Old man Paul thought for a moment and asked, "I wonder who the collector you are looking for is?"
"Eric Ross!"
Fang Yuan reported a person's name.
"The Ross family?"
Lucy held her head and rolled her eyes: "I knew it wasn't that simple!"
"I know he is very powerful, but it seems that he is not as powerful as usual..."
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders.
"Of course... The Ross family is a famous family in Florida. It has produced 5 generals and 3 vice presidents. At this time, it has transformed into the Ross Consortium! And the Eric you mentioned Ross is the leader of the modern era!"
Paul looked at Fang Yuan with sympathy: "Lei! Give up!"
In the Golden Eagle Federation, offending a consortium may be more terrifying than offending an ordinary official.
Not to mention, such a big family can not only use the strength of the federation, but also has a large number of superpowers under its command.
Even the White Pigeon Club is not willing to conflict with the other party easily!
"Sorry! I'm bound to win!"
Fang Yuan crossed his arms and coldly rejected the proposal.