You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 283 The force field of the rule-based strongman!

When that voice sounded, Wei San retreated violently!

He was like a sharp arrow, crashing into the nearby wall, so fast that it left an afterimage.

Tong Jian, who could speak, was not slow either. A realm that was difficult to see with the naked eye unfolded around him.

It was an extremely subtle feeling. From Wei San's perspective, it felt as if everything within a certain range, including plants, trees, and rocks, had eyes and arms, sprouting limbs out of thin air, becoming a force for the other side.

The radius of the area is only about five meters, but—

"No movement allowed here!"

For a moment, the space around Wei San became sticky.

Countless resistances surged towards him from all directions, seeming to hinder his every tiny movement.

Make every step difficult.

Wei San's speed was suppressed to an extremely slow range when he was in a rapid state.

He turned his head with great effort and finally saw clearly the person who issued the "No Move" command.

Tong Jian smiled slightly and said, "I've always had a good temper. How about we chat?"

"Talk about your mother's shit!" Can you expect a guy who comes from a gangster family to say anything nice?
Wei San, under tremendous pressure, shot several bone spurs at him, and also applied speed to the bone spurs.

"Flying is prohibited here!"

Another ban. Although the bone spur was still flying, it seemed as if it was suddenly exerted with a huge gravitational force, drawing an arc in the air and finally falling at Tong Jian's feet.

"You shouldn't be an official from Longchuan City." Tong Jian said slowly, "Are you from the province?"

Then he shook his head and said, "I've checked out all the A-level and above in the province, and there's no one like you."

At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you a special danger in the wild?"

"If you want to fight, just fight. Stop talking nonsense!" Wei San cursed inwardly again. A bone spear appeared out of thin air in his hand. He strode forward and stabbed at his opponent!
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On the other side, Mang and Chi Ping had quietly entered Qingfeng Village.

Walk along the winding bluestone road at the entrance of the village for less than 200 meters and you will see a cement-paved area for drying autumn crops.

Drying in autumn means spreading the rice on the ground to dry after the autumn harvest.

At one end of the drying ground, a bonfire was burning. Seven or eight villagers gathered around the flame, chatting happily.

It was as if the distortion had not occurred and this place had not been covered by mountain torrents.

Mang watched everything in front of him with great vigilance, but Chi Ping was sharp-eyed. He noticed that among the people sitting around, there was actually a member of the reconnaissance team.

There was also an old lady who was quietly throwing sweet potatoes into the bonfire.

If this happened in an ordinary village, it wouldn't be a big deal. But Chi Ping and Mang knew that this village no longer existed.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Chi Ping pulled Mang, and Mang followed behind him.

The two approached the campfire, and the villagers nearby had already noticed them. The villagers squeezed together, leaving two empty seats, and motioned for them to sit down.

Mang kept looking at Chi Ping, waiting for Chi Ping's decision.

"Sit down." He pulled Mang to sit down. The firelight illuminated Mang's pretty face, and one could still see that she was a little nervous.

Chi Ping leaned close to Mang's ear and whispered, "Don't be nervous. I'll steal a roasted sweet potato for you later."

Mang didn't know what to say for a moment.

The wind blew, the bonfire swayed, people danced, and sparks rose into the sky along the heat wave.

The members of the reconnaissance team nearby seemed to be in a daze and turned a blind eye to the arrival of Chi Ping and the others.

The aunties and uncles were chatting normally, talking about some trivial family matters, but as they talked, they turned to the member of the reconnaissance team.

"Where are you from, young man?" asked an old lady.

"A native of Longchuan," the young man answered, his voice devoid of tone and emotion.

"I heard that people from Longchuan can sing as soon as they can talk, and dance as soon as they can walk. How about coming over for a while?"

After the old lady finished speaking, the young man stood up mechanically and twisted his body around the campfire.

He danced tirelessly, dancing and dancing. Then, he dove headfirst into the bonfire. Only then did Chi Ping realize that each of the firewood sticks in the bonfire was shaped like a human. They were stacked against each other, leaving large gaps through which air flowed and flames rose.

As new firewood was added, the flames grew stronger.

The demonized faces of the old people were reflected, and they turned to look at Chi Ping with a smile.

Mang was about to take action almost as a reflex, but was quickly stopped by Chi Ping.

In the flames, the firewood crackled, like the wails of the dead. The flickering flames were their struggle.

The old people started gossiping again, and Chi Ping reached into the fire and took out a sweet potato.

When roasting sweet potatoes over open flame, the surface of the sweet potatoes is already somewhat carbonized, but the inside is a little firmer and tastes better than when simmered over charcoal fire.

Chi Ping used force to pry open the carbonized shell and handed the larger end to Mang.

Immediately, an old man spoke to Chi Ping.

"Where are you from, young man?"

Mang's hand shook as he took the roasted sweet potato, and he almost dropped it on the ground.

As for Chi Ping, he glanced at the old man and did not answer directly, but asked:
"Uncle is from Qingfeng Village, right?
"Yeah." The old man nodded blankly, not knowing why Chi Ping said that.

But the next second—

"I heard that people in Qingfeng Village can sing as soon as they can talk, and can dance as soon as they can walk—"

"You! You! You!" The old man pointed at Chi Ping, his hand shaking in the air: "How can you talk nonsense?!"

As he spoke, the old man began to dance involuntarily.

Chi Ping's eyes lit up, and when he looked at the other uncles and aunts, it was as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

The latter couldn't help but shudder.

It seems that this village, like the underground city arranged by Jiayu Zheng Yan, has certain regular characteristics.

Once you stay in Jiayu Zhengyan's city for too long, you will automatically take on the role of an urban worker.

This village, too, was filled with strange rules. It must have been a force field set up by some powerful rule-based user.

Once certain conditions are triggered, they will be executed directly.

"I remember there's water boiling on the stove at home."

An old lady got up first and was about to rush home. Soon, more elderly people got up and left with their own excuses.

"We follow them."

Chi Pingdao nodded, and threw the sweet potato roasted with the human corpse into the campfire.

She also heard Chi Ping muttering quietly:
"Fortunately, I didn't bring Le Bai in."

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Outside the village, a convoy.

Yu Donglai's face was solemn, while Su Guangxu was a little impatient.

"Are we just going to wait like this? Doing nothing?" asked the latter.

Yu Dong glanced at him and asked, "Are you better than Officer Mang?"

Su Guangxu was stunned for a moment and swallowed back the rest of his words.

At that moment, a police officer came running over. He was a drone pilot in the team, responsible for intelligence gathering.

"Chief, Captain, something happened." said the police officer.

"Speak." Yu Donglai said.

"The drone captured two powerful things flying towards us at high speed!"

As for why I say things, it’s because in the images captured by the drone, the appearance of Tong Jian and Wei San is indeed very different from that of humans.

"Based on the speed of their movement and the damage they inflict on objects in their path, they are both A-rank capable."

With a "buzz", Yu Donglai felt like his head was about to explode.

The current problem has not been solved yet, and another big wave comes!
(End of this chapter)