Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 199 Dangerous Road
Zheng Fan took out his cell phone, entered the contact information, and dialed the number directly.

The phone rang for a moment and then was connected.

"..." There was a silence on the other end, and no one spoke first.

Zheng Fan chattered for a while before he realized that he was hallucinating. He said awkwardly, "Wait a moment."

He quickly debugged it and inserted two singularities, then continued: "Sorry I didn't turn on the microphone just now."

"Who are you? This number should not have been provided to anyone else during this period."

"Excuse me, I asked for the contact information from Ronghehui. Are you the one who can provide a method to deal with the illusion of Changshenghui?" Zheng Fan smiled brightly and spoke like a customer service representative, even though he didn't know who he was doing it for.

"Ronghe Society. I can indeed provide methods, but not everyone can do business."

"It's not a big problem. I'm quite rich. This should be able to make up for the trust between us." Zheng Fan said.

"It's good enough to have enough money. Now is the time when the world is overlapping with violence. I won't do unexpected business. If you are interested, please wait a week."

The other party was very cautious and seemed unmoved even by money.

"Come on, please be flexible. It makes sense that your main purpose is not to make money. Poison is not very competitive among all the killing methods. Although your skills may be unique, they are nothing in Dadu. This is not a livelihood that can make money for too long."

The other party didn't care: "As long as the Changsheng Society is still there, and the people who regard the Changsheng Society as a thorn in their side are still there, then I can continue to do this job."

"Will this also draw hatred from the Immortal Society? Is it necessary? The Immortal Society is just one of the forces that appear like bubbles every month and every year in the metropolis. Although it is gaining momentum now, no one knows when it will disappear. Your main purpose in doing this dangerous business is not to make money from the war in Xinjiang Street, but to have a personal vendetta."

"You've crossed a line, stranger." The other person's tone darkened.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's talk about it later." Zheng Fan smiled.

"Are you stalling?!"

The other party suddenly realized something and immediately looked up and looked around. He was now under the Jianwen Tower, a landmark building on Jiangwen Street. This tower was a sightseeing building in normal times. Whenever the violent world overlapped, this kind of landmark building was the primary target of protection.

The reason why he is here is naturally because...

"Oh? Interesting, you are from the processing bureau." Zheng Fan's playful laughter came from the phone.

The man in the raincoat was not wearing a full-body raincoat at this time, but was wearing a white processing bureau uniform. He was sweating profusely in a corner of the front line under the Tower of Observation.

He's been discovered!
Tracking based on a processed phone call? How is that possible!

"With the violent worlds overlapping, how far can a person run in less than half an hour? Not to mention, you are quite confident in the concealment provided by your superficial identity..."

Snapped!
Before Zheng Fan could finish, he threw the phone in his hand away, and a green crystal liquid shot out from his fingertips, but the impact smashed the phone into pieces. Then, traces of corrosion appeared where the liquid had stained it.

"Bao Wei! What are you doing?! Concentrate and use your abilities to restrain these crazy people!" The captain of his team shouted behind him.

Bao Wei responded with a trembling voice and continued to stimulate the fantasy factor to execute the order.

A blood-stained thug had rushed up to him while he was in a daze, and started fighting with him with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other.

After a few exchanges, his hands flashed green light and he slapped the thug, injecting venom while repelling the opponent. With the timely support of other team members behind him, he shot and killed him.

Bao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but when the thug's body fell down, a sniper rifle was revealed in the distance behind him.

What it is? !

From a perspective he could not see, a group of pitch-black gray-eyed sparrows were circling in the sky like an ominous sign, and black cats and dogs were gathering in groups of three or two near the Tower of Observation.

A big dog stood on a slope, its mouth opened more than 180 degrees, and a thick sniper rifle rod stretched out of its mouth and locked onto Bao Wei. Bang!
……

"Found it, found it. Let's go over there. It's not far from here." Zheng Fan pointed to a tall tower not far away.

Making phone calls to delay time and then conducting a large number of split carpet searches is still a simple, crude and effective method within a small area.

"What's wrong? You look so unhappy." Zheng Fan turned around and glanced at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si looked at Zheng Fan again and again: "Mr. Devil, when you divide a lot of small animals in the future, won't there be only one head left?"

"Yes, last time I was still getting familiar with this ability. Now I'm much more proficient at it and there's no need to actually divide my body." Zheng Fan showed off proudly.

"Is that so..." Jiang Si's disappointment deepened, leaving Zheng Fan confused.

"Compared to this, this target will be very troublesome for you." Zheng Fan said as he walked.

"Because he is from the processing bureau?" Jiang Si also heard it nearby.

"As a murderer, although you have been very active and done a lot of things recently, you are still not taken seriously."

"You did it all with my body, don't make it sound like I did it all. And I'm nowhere near as bad as those famous murderers, so this state is just right." Jiang Si himself was very rational.

"But it's hard to say if they killed someone from the processing bureau in public," Zheng said in return.

Jiang Si's current reputation in the handling bureau is already rather delicate. An action taken in public would probably cause Jiang Si's situation to slide directly to the other extreme, and an official wanted notice would follow.

By then, Jiang Sike won’t be able to wander around so casually.

Jiang Si just tilted his head: "It doesn't matter."

"So high level of awareness?"

"I haven't killed anyone from the Processing Bureau yet simply because I have no reason to." Jiang Si said lightly.

It's not that he's afraid of offending major official agencies and being wanted.

It's just that she usually works as a cleaner to make a living. If it weren't for Zheng Fan, her previous little troubles would never have been taken seriously by the processing bureau.

If you really want to say it, the identity of the people under the handling bureau has no deterrent effect. Every time the overlap comes, they are consumables who take the lead.

When the two arrived at the bottom of the Tower, they saw the fierce battle for defense here, which was a landmark building.

Even if a lot of losses can be restored when the overlap ends, it is a matter of luck. If the landmark building explodes and does not return when the overlap ends, the handling bureau will have to take the blame.

As qualified thugs, smashing a few cars and demolishing a few houses is obviously not as exciting or satisfying as tearing down landmark buildings.

The processing bureau's front is as solid as a rock. Apart from the number of people, their quality and equipment are superior in all aspects, making them invincible in the overlap.

Of course, there are occasional surprises.

"Bao Wei! Hold on! Don't faint!"

Several people carried the wounded back to the rear for treatment.

Bao Wei was sweating profusely, his face was grim, and his right hand was empty. Just now, one of his hands was cut off by a sniper.

(End of this chapter)