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The powerful and furious An Nuo had actually managed to escape. The Shan Wang Group was facing a calamity.

Maybe, it was not only the Shan Wang Group, but the human species would also face severe challenges.

Kessler did not lose confidence and courage. He still had the Soul Stripper in his hand.

As long as he had the right opportunity, he still had the ability to defeat this wild beast.

However, the price may be high.

"We... Do you want to contact Ye Zheng and Gao Xiaowen? "

Xiangguan Lingnai asked carefully.

"If you find traces of them, you can ask for help."

Kessler sighed, "However, if An Nuo is still alive, she will definitely take the initiative to look for these two old enemies of hers."

"If it's a An Nuo in his peak state, Ye Zheng and Gao Xiaowen cannot handle him."

Rennai said worriedly.

"If the two of them are unable to deal with it, there's nothing we can do about it."

Kessler replied dryly.

Two hours later, about ten kilometers away from Shan Wang Group's headquarters, by the coast, An Nuo, who had already turned back into human form, was pushed back onto the shore by the tide. Her clothes were tattered and she laid in the ice-cold, damp waters, unconscious.

With her serious injuries and heavy consumption, in addition to the two hours of suffocation and being tortured by the low temperature in the ocean, An Nuo was already on the verge of death.

Although she had the appearance of a woman, her hair was withered yellow and her face haggard. She was like a corpse, completely different from before.

If the current An Nuo was discovered by the Shan Wang Group's searchers, she would have no way to resist at all, and could only allow herself to be slaughtered.

At this moment, the God of Luck was standing beside the female devil. She had regained part of her consciousness before the searchers had even arrived.

However, his body still refused to obey him. He could only lie there powerlessly, waiting for life or death.

In the morning mist, the sun had yet to rise, and the sky was the color of a fish belly.

A Old Fisherman passed by this desolate coast and saw An Nuo's body crawling in the mud. He thought he had found the murder scene and became scared out of his wits before running over to report it to the police.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to the scene, trembling with fear. "Corpse!"

But it was gone.

An Nuo curled her body, endured the torture both physically and mentally, and hid in an inconspicuous cave on the desolate coast.

Blood was still seeping out from the terrifying wound on his chest, but it was slowly healing as new tissue grew out.

In the sky, the Shan Wang Group's drone flew past. Although its sound was light, An Nuo's sharp hearing was still able to catch it.

With her current physical condition, it was impossible for her to engage in high-intensity combat. She could only hide herself well and avoid the enemy's detection.

A wave of hatred surged in An Nuo's heart, her only wish was to find Kessler, Ye Zheng, Gao Xiaowen and the others and exact her revenge after she recovered.

In a small hotel in the outskirts of Dongchuan City.

Gao Xiaowen was wearing a high-end dress, with both of her arms wrapped around the back of her head. She was leaning against the headboard, frowning, at a loss of what to do.

Recently, the seven-pointed star's nemesis, the Trident.

It was as if the dead had returned to the dead, and the seven star strongholds had been ambushed and exterminated.

Trident's information was very accurate, and the timing of the attack was very good as well, causing a great deal of trouble and loss to the seven-pointed star.

Beside the bed, a woman wearing a grey business suit was reporting the attack to Gao Xiaowen.

This woman's appearance could not be considered beautiful, but there was a heroic air between her brows and her every movement was graceful.

She had been lurking in the East Ocean Continent and Southeast Asia for many years with all kinds of identities. She had provided a lot of useful information to the organisation.

of the system.

There was no way to verify her real name. Everyone in the organization called her "Zero".

"Last week, there were three attacks on the Heptagram Group. "The attack at Fujita Bar caused the deaths of five people, including one of the higher-ups; the attack at the Flashpoint Club resulted in the death of seven people and the serious injury of two; only the attack at the Vision Planning Center was able to thwart the other party's plot and kill eleven people. We only lost two people …"

Facing the lazy Gao Xiaowen, Zero spoke with a very fluent tone, but his expression was a little nervous.

Gao Xiaowen waved her hand, stopping her from speaking further. She snorted coldly and said slowly, "After all, I don't know the Body Division Technique, so I can't always be a firefighter. By now, more than forty percent of the seven-pointed star's base and branches had been destroyed. Your adaptability and fighting capabilities are truly unsatisfactory. "

A look of shame appeared on Zero's face. He bowed his head and said, "I am ashamed."

Gao Xiaowen sat up, her bare feet stepping on the wooden floor, she paced a few steps and said: "Are you sure that the attacker is Trident? We've already broken their backs, so how can they attack recklessly and brazenly? "

"Could it be …" They have a backer, and can obtain information and support in time? "

Zero asked anxiously, "Shan Wang Group's Kessler?"

"Kessler?"

Gao Xiaowen shook her head: "This fellow is ambitious and capable, but he is only a northern European who has ascended to the position of Shan Wang Group's President. There are many dissidents inside and outside him, and his foundation is unstable.

"This subordinate is worried about Ye Zheng."

Zero said, "Although this person is a lone wolf, his combat power is far above Kessler, and his position is very suspicious. According to the intelligence, Ye Zheng had a bit of a relationship with Trident's leader, Murong Xin. If he is subdued by the trident and served, then our situation will be very grim... "

Gao Xiaowen did not reply. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and sank into deep thought.

It was late in the night, and on the streets of Dongchuan City, a vagabond wearing a sweater was curled up beside a rubbish dump under the bridge.

His clothes were obviously picked up. They were dirty and tattered, and his original color and style could no longer be seen. The hood was on his head, covering his entire face.

Not far away, a few tramps were chatting.

Even a developed country like the East Ocean, apart from high-rise buildings, wine and lamps, there was also a hopeless "homeless person" like him in a dark corner.

Two hoodlums with dyed yellow hair walked over while shouting loudly. They had drank quite a bit, supporting each other and stumbling along the way. They sang a slobbering song along the way, appearing excited and crazy.

Under the bridge, a few homeless person moved to the side. Only the homeless person in a pullover sat in the shadows, motionless, as if in meditation.

"Scram!"

A hoodlum looked at the homeless man and shouted.

"Your stench can turn the whole street upside down."

Another hoodlum mocked.

The tramp in the pullover did not move, only his eyes glinting in the darkness.

He sized up the two hoodlums and grinned, saying, "Your clothes aren't bad."

His voice was a husky female voice...