The endless stream of vehicles was constantly overtaken by a black car, which was driving extremely smoothly and at a very fast speed.
The street lamps on both sides kept passing black shadows, and the buildings were receding in large numbers. Soon, the scenery outside the car window was already the suburbs, mostly rolling hills, spreading green grass, and occasionally blooming flowers.
Kaxiu folded his arms across his chest, quietly watching the scene outside the car window. He had just reached some consensus with the old butler Franz, who agreed to let Kaxiu try. After all, even if it failed, it would not matter if it did not have the effect Kaxiu said. At most, he would continue to imprison these dark creatures.
But if it really succeeds.
The Black Agency might be able to have an extra special executioner to deal with some dark creatures that are unkillable, difficult to kill, or in strange situations. This would eliminate some of the hidden dangers that have been accumulated in various branches of the Black Agency for the past 20 years, which is obviously a good thing for the Black Agency.
Moreover, this time the new steward of the Black Organization, the God of Death Amos, happened to be present, which could prevent any accidents from happening to Kaxiu.
Therefore, Franz had no difficulty.
He had notified the Beiliu County branch of the Black Agency half an hour ago through a special route, and drove directly there. With Amos present, there was no need for any elaborate preparations, and he would naturally cover the consequences if anything unexpected happened.
Comfortable leather back seat.
The clothes Kaxiu was wearing were a bit out of place, with a pair of light yellow linen trousers on the lower body and a loose black suit on the upper body. This suit was exactly Franz's, and there was a silver watch chain hanging from the pocket, swaying with the car.
After looking out the window for a while, he looked down at his unscathed palm. The traces of the battle that had just been cut and bleed were no longer visible, and everything was back to normal.
This is the ability of the Golem Secret Weapon to recover from physical injuries by imitating the Golem. The efficiency can be said to be extremely fast. Some skin injuries only take a few seconds, and even large-area skin injuries only take one or two minutes at most. In theory, all injuries except broken limbs can be recovered quickly.
Although it is not as powerful as the blood race's terrifying recovery ability that can be restored even if their heads are chopped off, it is still very powerful and useful. This is difficult to achieve except for special secret martial arts.
And this is just a side effect of the golem's secret weapon.
In addition, Kaxiu also felt the changes in his physique in the battle with Amos just now. Strength, endurance and defense have indeed been improved to a higher level, and strength and endurance are needless to say.
The defense is actually not as bad as the bloody scene showed when the wire was cut. This is mainly because Kaxiu's body has just been born, and his skin is delicate, just like a cicada crawling out of its shell, with a soft surface. He needs time to come into contact with the air and change little by little from the inside out.
It is unknown how long this process will take, maybe a few days, maybe a month or two. Kaxiu's skin will become tougher than rhino skin, and look delicate on the outside.
Very confusing.
In addition, there is one more thing that is true: the cutting power of Amos's Silk of Storm is extremely strong, and it feels more destructive than bullets.
Kaxiu's skin was completely defenseless, but the dense muscles under the skin could withstand it. His arms were covered in blood just now, but in fact, it was just a skin injury, a minor matter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have recovered from these injuries in a few seconds.
Kaxiu could feel that this secret weapon of the golem he created had more potential that had not yet been tapped. He couldn't even understand his own strange ideas in the state of nine units of spiritual blood. Kaxiu put his hand on the right side of his chest.
The dull and powerful heartbeats continued one after another.
The viscous blood spread throughout the body like nectar in another blood circulation, and a kind of invisible magnetic field naturally spread outward, tempering the bones and muscles all the time.
The complex three-dimensional blood circulation diagram is completely different from the dark biological golem heart of humans. How did it extract the essence and discard the dregs and transplant it into its own body bit by bit
Kaxiu is completely confused and can't understand it now.
"I'm really too strong..." He could only sigh in his heart, and then began to guide the life magnetic field according to the breathing frequency of the Golem Breathing Method, seizing every minute of practice time.
The car quickly drove through a tunnel and entered the eastern suburbs of Beiliu City. After driving for more than half an hour, it finally arrived at a remote town. A square light yellow and light white building like a building block came into view, with a very regular layout.
It looked a bit like a unified residential building, rather than a scattered one built by the villagers themselves. Obviously, this town was not as simple as it seemed, and it was probably a branch of a black organization.
Disguised as a small town, it is actually a violent agency deployed by the Red Lebanese Federation in Beiliu County to carry out extraordinary operations.
Kaxiu rolled down the window and saw some people dressed as villagers in the buildings outside the town. Some were working, some were chatting, and some were enjoying the cool under the trees. When the car drove in, some of these villagers immediately turned into the alley and disappeared.
Another minute or two passed.
The car stopped.
Kaxiu was the first to walk down.
Today the sky was relatively clear, as it had rained last night, so the sky was blue. Some cotton-like clouds were floating around, surrounding a small half of the sun.
In front of us is a large circle of white wall.
The wall extends to both sides and is inlaid with some slightly reflective objects. I don’t know if they are iron nails or something like that.
There is also a walled area inside the entire town.
This area is probably the branch of the Black Organization.
The three of them got out of the car, and a group of people walked quickly towards them from the gate not far away. There were about five or six people, all wearing black suits, with a brass badge on their left chest, half the size of a palm.
An inverted sword and a sword-holding hand entangled with thorns. It is almost identical to the emblem of Amos, except that it does not have the extra letters and symbols on the emblem of Amos.
Instead, there are two stars.
According to Franz, Amos is the third trump card that the Black Organization is cultivating, so he must have some special characteristics.
As expected.
The middle-aged man in the lead immediately stopped and performed a special etiquette after seeing the badge of Amos.
He placed his right hand on his left shoulder, then on his right shoulder, and finally raised it horizontally to his temple like normal.
This should be a kind of etiquette between subordinates and superiors within the black agency. I wonder if it is the same in the federal army.
In response to the man's salute, Amos nodded.
Next to him, Franz also showed his badge which he kept close to his body. The overall shape was basically the same as Amos's, except that the extra ones were not letters, but four small stars.
Seeing the badge, the man saluted again.
These stars represent the internal hierarchy of the Black Agency, from one star to five stars representing different levels of strictness. Five stars represent the head of the Black Agency. Four stars represent the two deputy heads and the same level of high-ranking positions such as the housekeeper. Three stars represent the heads of some particularly important county-level agency branches. Two stars represent the heads of most county-level agency branches. One star represents the elite backbone.
Special elite specialists, or people with extraordinary powers. Ordinary agency members are not even eligible for extra stars.
After saluting, the middle-aged man looked at Kaxiu again, as if waiting for him to take out the badge.
"Director Ole, this is the new friend of the Black Agency that I mentioned in my previous phone call." said the old butler Franz.
The middle-aged man Ole nodded, but still said with a serious expression: "Mr. Franz, I'm afraid we still have to follow the rules. Recently, a mysterious dark creature force is trying to investigate the Beiliu County branch..."
"Some commissioners have been killed, and the danger level of the branch has been raised to level three. We need to make sure that no one entering or leaving has the aura of a dark creature to ensure the safety of the branch."
Ole seemed a bit rigid, even a bit tactless. After all, the former and current butlers of the Black Organization were there, so how could Kashu be a dark creature? Even if it was a dark creature, the God of Death Amos could easily deal with it.
However, he is a very dedicated person. Ole follows the rules, which is undoubtedly admirable.
otherwise.
Franz wouldn't say he was a capable man either.
Of course, this is definitely related to the fact that Ole has been the director of the Black Bureau branch for so many years and has not been transferred back to the headquarters for promotion.
Amos looked unhappy. When he was in the shota form, his thinking style seemed to be that of a man of that age. He was rather arrogant and irritable. Otherwise, Franz, the retired butler, would not continue to be his assistant. It was unknown what kind of ability Amos had when he switched his body form. It looked quite strange and bizarre.
"I don't mind."
Kaxiu responded to what the director of the Ole branch said just now.
There is no aura of dark creatures on him, and the other blood circulation system formed by the golem's secret weapon is nothing more than a deformed and mutated organ grown by the human body itself.
Although inhuman, it is not a dark creature.
There is nothing to be afraid of for Kasu.
Immediately, several people headed to the gate, where professionals were going to draw blood from Kaxiu and test him on the spot.
But what’s more embarrassing is that
Kaxiu was very cooperative, but the special needle still couldn't penetrate his skin. The white coat doctor tried to poke him several times but it was useless.
"This shouldn't be possible. The skin is so tender...how come the thorns can't penetrate it?" Sweat dripped down the woman's forehead.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
A burly man in a white coat walked over.
He immediately took the syringe from the woman's hand.
He looked at Kaxiu and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I might use too much force next time and fail to get the needle in. The needle won't be able to draw blood."
Kaxiu nodded expressionlessly.
The sturdy man took a deep breath and then thrust downward with all his strength.
With a squeak, the needle bent.
"Oh my god..."
The sturdy man looked at the useless syringe in his hand speechlessly.
Kaxiu was also speechless.
The membrane hardened and toughened faster than he had imagined. In the morning, it was as tough as a newborn baby, but by noon it was tougher than an ordinary person. Now it was afternoon.
It seemed that it was at least 50% tougher than when he fought with Amos at noon. No wonder this needle couldn't penetrate it.
"This is already the hardest special needle..." The sturdy man in a white coat looked at the director of the Outlet branch with a helpless look on his face.
Ole opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Kaxiu turned his head and looked at Amos next to him. Amos also understood what he meant and quickly flicked out his right index finger. A metal wire with the speed of a bullet shot out.
With a ding, it accurately nailed Kaxiu's right arm.
Suddenly, a little blood slid down from the wound. It was very conspicuous on the snow-white skin, and finally dripped along the fingertips into a container. Soon, the special container calculated the result.
No aura of dark creatures, just pure human.
When Kaxiu stood up again, the small wound had healed. Amos beside him looked at Kaxiu thoughtfully, and he felt that Kaxiu's skin had become thicker.
The penetrating power of the Mist Silk actually feels a bit awkward.
Although it can still pierce, it is not as smooth as before. Amos twisted his fingers, and a very thin and tough special silk thread circled back to the glove.
"Three of you, please come in."
Ole was at the door, making a respectful gesture.
Naturally, a group of people walked into the area within the white wall. The architectural style inside was a bit like that of the base, with straight roads and gray-white flat-topped buildings. Except for the occasional flower beds and plants on both sides, the whole area was basically gray-white.
At the intersection, there are people patrolling at regular intervals.
Five minutes later, they passed by a tall five-story building with a spire. Only Kaxiu and his group and the four heads of the Olai branch were left walking towards the back, and the buildings were becoming increasingly sparse.
Until a corner.
A bunker-like circular building appeared before my eyes.
Outside this building is a large square with spiral-shaped floor tiles. The square is completely empty with no obstructions, and the same is true for a circle of dozens of meters.
This is probably designed to prevent someone from approaching the cage or to conspicuously observe someone running out of the cage.
That’s right, the places used by the Black Agency to imprison dark creatures are called “cages”, and each “cage” has an underground part.
In other words, the main body is underground.
Ole, who was walking in front and leading the way, turned around and said, "This cage in our branch holds a total of twelve dark creatures. Two of them are parasitic and coexist with humans. One is being studied in the laboratory. The remaining nine are nothing special."
"I wonder which one Mr. Levi wants to choose first?"
He reached into his bosom and took out a booklet, which seemed to record the situation of the Beiliu County branch's cage detention.
Kaxiu shook his head: "Whatever, you choose one."
After he finished speaking, he muttered to himself.
"I'm not picky about food anyway..."
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