Chapter 146 Black Disaster
The prince is a middle-aged man in his forties, only a little over 1.6 meters tall.
He has small eyes and a slightly bulbous nose, but he exudes domineering energy from the inside out.
The aura of being at the top for a long time, the powerful power of the Foundation Establishment Realm, coupled with the name Wanghou, earned him the title of Lord Marquis.
A prince is also a person. He has been to the abyss, killed monsters, and shed blood. He only reached the foundation-building realm by practicing hard.
According to the rules, those in the Qi Refining Realm must go to the abyss to practice, while those in the Foundation Establishment Realm must stay in the abyss and fight on the front lines of the battlefield.
The earth is a battlefield in the Qi Refining Realm. Except for the necessary protective forces and members who are on vacation to heal their injuries, almost all high-end combat power is in the abyss.
Even the high-end field force of the Military Security Bureau is drawn from warriors on vacation and does not have fixed members.
This is the reason why there are legends about warriors on Earth, but we have only heard their voices but not seen them.
The prince is stationed on Earth for the same reason as Duan Qing. He suffered a serious injury that was difficult to recover from and was unable to carry out high-intensity battles, so he had to come back to retire.
However, the difference between him and Duan Qing is that Duan Qing was injured for the sake of the country and the people, while he was severely injured by his companion's near-death blow in order to kill his companions and seize the treasure.
Fortunately, he killed the person and silenced him, so no one knew what he had done. He returned to Earth to recuperate, and gradually became in contact with the mysterious organization.
The mysterious organization promised to help him treat his injuries, and he wanted to find experimental materials for the organization.
In this way, the prince used his prestige and provided wealth with the mysterious organization to establish the night palace that was hidden from others.
In the past ten years, the prince has had unlimited fame and influence, and almost no one in Dongsheng City dares to offend him.
Now he was being bullied one after another by a loser, which made him not angry.
The prince was angry when his cell phone vibrated and a text message arrived.
The prince was so angry that he wanted to throw his phone away, but found that the message did not even have a number, so he hurriedly checked it respectfully.
"Hibernate, abandon the underground research institute, and kill Jiang Mingyang with all your strength."
The simple one-liners scared the prince to death and made him angry.
Just because of a bastard, the meticulous arrangement was ruined in one day, and ten years of hard work were overturned.
You are about to gain something, but you have to give it up cruelly.
But orders are orders. As his contact with the mysterious organization increased, the prince also knew the terror of that organization, and he even knew that what he was doing was to lose his head.
To the mysterious organization, he is just a feeler and hunter, and it is enough to obey orders.
But even if he is a hunter, he is still a hunter in the Foundation Establishment realm, and no organization will give up easily.
After reading the message, the prince calmed down.
He looked around with burning eyes, took another long breath, dialed a number, and said: "Release all four experimental subjects and kill Jiang Mingyang.
Experimental Subject No. 5 depends on the situation, and you are responsible for activating it at critical moments. "
After that, the prince disguised himself, used special means to change his aura, and blended into the staff of the Night Palace.
On the top floor of the commercial building in the city center, a man in black clothes, black trousers and a black hat looked into the distance with deep eyes and slowly put his mobile phone down from his ear.
"Haha, it seems like it failed. That little guy has some tricks up his sleeve.
But this is good, it saves the harm to one party by creating monsters, and I can take a vacation early. "
The man in black murmured to himself, and even had a lazy grin on his lips, completely different from before.
It seems that this is the nature, before it was just a working state.
After finishing speaking, the man in black took out the tablet from his arms, entered the complex interface password, and the comfortable and cumbersome account password, and entered the internal interface.
“Well, that kid is funny, but that’s life.
If you want to get something, you have to give it up. But I want too much and I have to give up my true intention, so I can’t help it. "
After that, the man in black counted the points and made a series of settings.
Finally, he hovered his finger over the base's destruction button, changed the ten minutes' destruction time to thirty minutes, and then pressed the OK button.
At the same time, in the underground laboratory of the Night Palace, the alarm bell sounded and the countdown to self-destruction started, all doors and windows in the base were locked, and fire alarm nozzles sprayed poisonous mist.
Security, scientific research, and staff were rioting, but the cultivation tank for experimental subjects was slowly opened...
On the top floor of the World Trade Center in the city center, after the man in black had done everything, black light condensed in his hand.
"Alas, the losers from the Wuhan Bureau can only help you so far.
If the self-destruction cannot be stopped, the Southern District will probably be in trouble. "
After that, the black light slowly seeped into the tablet, and then slipped from the hands of the man in black.
The tablet rolled and fell, hitting the rough ground. The screen shattered into patterns, but the bright red countdown continued.
The moment the tablet landed, the figure of the man in black was blurred and drifted away in the wind without a trace.
The man in black disappeared for a moment, and Duan Qing's beautiful figure suddenly appeared, standing where the man in black was just now, lowering his head and glancing at the tablet.
Duan Qing took a deep breath, like a female cat trying to distinguish a scent, her flaming red lips curved charmingly.
"This smell is very familiar. Has the black disaster appeared again?"
Duan Qing murmured to herself, and with a slight movement of her slender fingers, the tablet automatically flew into her hand.
"The ten-minute self-destruction procedure has been changed to thirty minutes. They really treat the Wuhan Bureau as trash.
Black disaster, black disaster, who are you? You are doing righteous things, but why do you collude with evil? "
When Duan Qing's eyes showed melancholy, the tablet in his hand glowed with black light and suddenly turned into powder and floated away.
"Self-destroying evidence, it seems you are also afraid of being caught."
Duan Qing sighed again, then tapped the earphones and said, "Is there any movement in the Night Palace?"
"Report, special position fluctuations detected, there are buildings under the Night Palace!"
Duan Qing answered neatly, "Send someone to pick up Lin Xiling and ask her to cancel the self-destruction program.
How is Wang Hou, how is Jiang Mingyang?"
"Wang Hou is still in the Night Palace, and all departments are closely monitoring him.
Miss Lin didn't turn on the positioning, so we can't lock and track him, and Jiang Mingyang's situation is unknown."
"Got it. The goal of this operation is to capture the traitor Wang Hou, raid the underground buildings, and cancel the self-destruction command."
Duan Qing's eyes were burning, and the communication channel said yes in unison. The field team members ambushed around the Night Palace rushed forward at an astonishing speed.
There were only five people, but they ran out of the posture of thousands of troops.
Duan Qing jumped towards Nancheng, tapping the headset while flying to contact Lin Xiling.
"Hehe, Aunt Duan, I'm on the helicopter, and I'll be at the Night Palace in five minutes."
Lin Xiling's cheerful laughter came from the headset, and Duan Qing couldn't help but smile knowingly, and his mind became erratic.
This time, the cooperation with Lin Xiling made her unconsciously miss the days when she and Lin Meiyue took risks together when they were young.
At that time, Lin Meiyue was the think tank, and she didn't have to think about anything, she was only responsible for punching people.
This time, she cooperated with Lin Xiling, and Lin Xiling was better than her master, and her deployment of troops was more exquisite than Lin Meiyue.
It seemed to be fooling around, but every step had a deep meaning, and people applauded afterwards.
The only thing that was not good was that Lin Meiyue explained it clearly in advance and arranged everything clearly.
Lin Xiling explained afterwards, keeping everyone in the dark.
"Where is Jiang Mingyang, and how is the situation?"
Duan Qing collected her thoughts and asked, and Lin Xiling said indifferently: "I don't know."