The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 234: Still has some effect (six thousand)
Xiunuo now just wanted to get over this topic as soon as possible.

So Xiu Nuo asked again: "It shouldn't take long to investigate these things, right? Why did you come here this time?"

"Patch Rio," the guy said, "because he broke the agreement."

"Promise."

"The death of one person marks the end of one incident. The organization wants to stir up another one."

"So, it was you who also did the revenge on the American soil?"

"No. It has nothing to do with us."

Xiu Nuo was stunned: "No?"

"We have nothing to do with this matter. We have just been keeping an eye on Pachi Rio. His reappearance proves that the organization has contacted him again. This is a signal that the organization wants to communicate."

Xiunuo was a little confused.

Jonas also looked at Xiunuo in confusion: "Boss, do you understand?"

"You want to say these guys are a bit narcissistic, right?"

"No, I mean, they seem to be here to communicate with us. Did we kill them too quickly just now?"

But Jonas immediately shook his head: "But they don't look like they're here to communicate at all."

Xiu Nuo asked: "You know what happened, right?"

"Yes. We were the ones who stopped their attack on Patch. All three of them died.

Xiunuo raised his eyebrows and said, I thought you guys used some connections, but this is how you were stopped!

Are you guys cheap? Why do you have to get involved?

"What happens after you find Jonas?"

"Ask how to contact the organization, and then try to make contact."

"Are you going to kill me?" Jonas asked quickly.

The guy said slowly; "If it's not necessary, then it's not necessary. If it's necessary, it can be solved."

Jonas looked at Xiunuo suddenly: "Boss, I swear, you definitely didn't kill the wrong person!"

Xiu Nuo rolled his eyes and said, "There is no such thing as killing the wrong person. Just kill if you want to."

"Uh, that makes sense."

"But we really can't let them cause trouble again." Xiu Nuo looked at this guy and asked, "If you get in touch with them, how do you get in touch with them? Who is the person behind you?"

The guy didn't hesitate at all: "Single line contact, I don't have enough authority to know the commander's information."

"I knew it." Xiu Nuo looked as if it was true, and then said, "Contact your people. I decided to meet with them."

Jonas's expression changed: "Stop it, boss! We don't even know who the other party is, we can't be so careless."

Xiu Nuo waved his hand nonchalantly: "I know what to do. I told you, they have some stuff but not much. Let's go see them first. Maybe they have what we want."

The man took out his cell phone and sent a message.

With the sound of a cell phone dinging, Xiunuo waved and the phone flew over.

There is an address above.

"Boss." Jonas looked at Xiunuo with some concern at this time: "Can I go with you?"

Xiu Nuo said with disdain: "Jonas, do you think that if you come here, you will be a helper or a burden?"

Jonas was very self-aware of this: "A burden."

"Then don't think about it. If you have the time, you should clean up your house."

As he spoke, Xiunuo raised his hand and waved.

The next moment, the other four corpses, which were already mummies, began to change in appearance, until they finally turned into powder on the ground.

If it weren't for the visual shock just now, Jonas would have screamed in shock.

Xiunuo raised his hand and pointed at the guy who "came back to life".

The man took a step forward, then suddenly froze.

Xiunuo frowned, then quickly withdrew his hand.

The next moment, a golden light suddenly burst out from the man’s seven orifices, and then his whole body fell to the ground.

"Is there such a thing?" Xiunuo's voice was filled with a hint of surprise.

Jonas quickly asked, "What happened, boss? That light just now."

"Don't worry about it. It has nothing to do with you." Xiunuo said as he looked at the guy on the ground in front of him. Then, Xiunuo reached out his hand and wiped his face.

The light just now appeared when Xiunuo tried to completely control this body and allow him to meet people completely according to his own ideas.

What is this thing? Xiunuo is very familiar with it.

But Xiunuo didn't expect that this country's destiny was quite dedicated, protecting both the living and the dead.

That means this guy does have some status in America.

Jonas looked over, not knowing what was going on. But after seeing Xiunuo's face, he sat down on the ground: "Boss! Boss! You... You..."

Xiu Nuo replied calmly: "It's just a trick. Look how scared you are. Calm down, Qiao."

"You changed your face in front of me, which made me completely unable to calm down."

Xiunuo searched the guy for the car keys, then pulled off his head, and said to Jonas, "Then get used to it. You handle this yourself. I'll go meet these people."

As he said this, Xiunuo, holding the head, disappeared in front of Jonas.

While Jonas was stunned, the headless guy's body turned into ashes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jonas pursed his lips and said, "If the boss becomes a killer, he will definitely get high praise. This includes killing and cremation."

The address given by the other party was an abandoned stadium in the northern part of Los Angeles.

Xiunuo realized something was wrong before he even arrived at the place. He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the stadium was already full of people.

Not long after, a car drove in.

With the arrival of this car, there were even a few more snipers on the high point more than 300 meters away.

It's really worth the effort.

However, these people did not intend to hide their arrangements from others; they just stood everywhere openly.

In other words, this is their way of showing sincerity.

Xiunuo, who saw through all this, disappeared silently. Soon, he returned to the car and drove towards the stadium.

When he was about to approach the stadium, several people appeared and stopped him.
After lowering the car windows, the men immediately raised their hands and saluted when they saw Xiunuo: "Captain!"

Xiunuo just nodded.

Several people made way for him: "Come in."

Xiunuo drove all the way in. He originally thought that after arriving at the gymnasium, he would need to get out of the car and walk in, but the door was just opened and Xiunuo drove the car directly in.

After Xiunuo's car stopped, the door of another car opened.

Xiunuo got out of the car and sat in the back seat.

But Xiunuo knew that there was no one in the car except the driver.

As Xiunuo sat down, the screen in front of his seat lit up.

"Temir, why are you back? Where is the person you are looking for?"

Xiu Nuo looked dissatisfied: "Are you so insincere? I thought I could at least see a living person."

The screen in front of him flickered a few times, and a voice came out: "You are not Temir, right?"

"It's obvious."

"Temir's team. Never mind. It seems there is no need to ask. The fact that you are here with his face already explains a lot."

"I like no nonsense." Xiu Nuo laughed: "Tell me, what do you want from us? I suggest not asking questions that are difficult for everyone to answer."

"You are very straightforward, sir." The voice on the other side of the screen also expressed appreciation: "We would like to make a deal with your organization."

"Talk about the content."

"Information." The voice on the other end said, "Information about super soldiers. You were able to enter that laboratory without leaving any traces and kill everyone inside, including our elite team. This proves that you should have more advanced super soldier drugs in your hands."

“What I’m saying is, you can make an offer.”

You guys are really good at imagining things.

Xiu Nuo said calmly, "Not for sale."

There was another silence. "What about the possibility of cooperation?"

"We don't need cooperation right now."

"Perhaps you can ask your superiors. Maybe everyone knows him."

"no need."

"What if we can provide you with what you are interested in this time?" The man continued, "After all, this is the first contact, so it's okay for everyone to be cautious. As a sign of sincerity, perhaps we can take a look at the super warriors on your side."

“Regarding this, I don’t think we need to cooperate. You should know that it is not difficult to investigate the matter as long as we want to.”

Isn't it just a scam? Who wouldn't do that?
At this moment, the voice on the other end finally showed some doubt: "In that case, with all due respect to you, sir, what is the significance of your presence here?"

Xiunuo just said calmly: "It's very simple. We like that you want to talk about this matter, but we are not happy with the way you use it."

"I understand." The other side said, "O'Casey, I hope this name is helpful to you. At the same time, I hope you understand, sir, if you are in the United States, then we are essentially one family. There are some things I hope we can continue to keep in tacit understanding."

"If you are not in the United States, please understand that there is no buyer who can pay a higher price than us for your products, and there is no safer choice than cooperating with us. We have always been very tolerant of biological and human experiments."

Xiunuo could see that this group of people were still in the stage of guessing everything.

Speaking of the United States, what we are worried about is the competitors. After all, the so-called multi-party system is not just talk. If the United States could be a solid block, it would not be the current state of "many talented people".

Talking about overseas is telling ourselves that apart from them, there are no other buyers who can take over our business.

Although Xiunuo is just an illegal immigrant and has no business.

After the man finished speaking, he paused and continued, "This is our sincerity. What about yours, sir?"

"That's good of you. The experimental data from your laboratory will appear where it should be. You can just go get it later."

"grateful."

Xiunuo got out of the car and returned to the car of the unlucky guy.

He didn't ask who the other person was. After all, asking would only serve to show that you knew nothing.

Since they think they are a mysterious organization, let them continue to use their imaginations.

It's better not to be reckless before the Nascent Soul stage. What if these guys really drop a nuclear bomb? It's okay to show supernatural abilities, but the premise is that any demon species that you see must die if it's not your own.

Besides, these people will definitely not doubt themselves anyway.

After all, being an overseas spy who can be removed from the CIA due to lack of ability is of extraordinary value.

There were several cars surrounding the unlucky guy's car.

Three teams of fully armed men slowly approached the car in a tactical formation.

As they opened the car door, everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

Then, a man touched his ear and said, "We found the target vehicle. There was no one in the target vehicle, only a head."

"Is this from Temir?" A voice came from the headset.

"Not sure, but his work ID is next to it."

"uncertain?"

"There are muscles but no skin. The skin of the face and head is placed beside. Sir, please wait a moment."

As the man spoke, he drew out his dagger and leaned forward, then used the dagger to poke at the skin on the back seat and continued speaking.

"It's his superior."

"Bring it back for a DNA comparison." A voice came from the headset: "Obviously, the other party has mastered some kind of biological camouflage technology and even passed the iris test just now. Check it yourself and don't miss any details."

"Yes."

The call was disconnected, and Bolick, now wearing an eye patch, looked at the people in the room and said slowly, "Did you hear that, everyone?"

"An organization with more advanced technology than ours?"

"There should be no such organization in America."

"There are still many people in America who don't know we exist."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Bolick said calmly, "I'm talking about this guy's camouflage ability. Maybe we need to upgrade our identification technology."

"Why didn't you capture Bolick just now? Such an existence is too uncertain."

"Because we don't know who the guy is." Bolick said lightly: "But at least he is willing to trade with us. Only more actions will make them reveal more flaws."

"Keep a close eye on that Jonas and the Bazels."

"The Bazel family." A person in the room was silent for a moment: "They can bring a lot of benefits."

Seeing this, Bolick sighed helplessly, and then said, "My advice is, don't do anything."

"We have already fought once, but unfortunately, we were completely defeated. These guys on the surface are dispensable. Instead of paying attention to them, it is better to look overseas. As long as they are not outsiders, there is always a way to solve our internal problems."

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

Bolick let out a sigh of relief as he walked out of the room.

These people were not eyewitnesses, but Bolick was an eyewitness to the incident.

No matter how much he cursed the dead guy as a fool, Bolick knew that if he had gone there himself, nothing would have changed.

But Berlik didn't quite understand.

His department had only been established for five years, and its quick response capability was unmatched by those stupid departments. But even so, he was still fooled by the other side.

What do you mean?
Is it necessary for a villain organization to appear to fight against them like in the movies?

At this time, at Patch's house.

Patch was actually a little embarrassed facing this Robin.

After all, he really didn't know who that damn army lieutenant was.

Those words were made up by the boss.

Patch could only fool around: "Agent Robin, it's not that I don't trust you, it's that Aarons only told me that someone in the army sold the information of secret mission soldiers, which led to their retaliation. There is also a name, Sally. But I don't even know who Sally is."

"It's Sally again."

Robin dragged his chin and said, "We are also investigating this Sally."

"Any progress?" Hunter asked.

Robin just remained silent and didn't say much.

Hunter knew Robin's concerns and spoke directly: "Agent Robin, maybe we should cooperate with each other. We are in the same boat now, right? The fact that you were attacked proves that they must have believed that Patch knew something and told you."

"Perhaps, Allens has told Patch something, but Patch didn't pay attention. Now share your investigation with us. I think it may be helpful to you."

Robin thought for a moment, then said, "We investigated all of Allens's travel and spending records in Long Beach, but there was nothing unusual about that guy except that he found a dead local boss to deliver the goods. The death of that local boss was also full of mystery, and all the people he brought with him died. We are also investigating this."

Hunter and Patch looked at each other.

Hunter said, "It's just to silence him. This local tyrant is not worth investigating."

"It's always a line. It still needs to be investigated."

Cold sweat broke out on Patch's forehead.

"Have you checked the records of his previous trips to Long Beach? Is there any place he went alone this time?"

Robin continued, "Of course we investigated. It's because they are exactly the same that we didn't find any problems. We even went to all these places, but the result is like this. However, he likes to go to a strange place."

"where?"

"Dancing strip club."

Hunter was stunned, then laughed dryly: "To be honest, I'm not surprised at all. Because that guy is just helping with the connection."

Patch's eyes lit up.

Robin immediately noticed Patch's abnormality: "Mr. Patch, have you thought of anything?"

"Ah? Oh. No." Patch scratched his head and chuckled; "I just want to go to that place and take a look."

"What do you mean?"

Hunter glared at Patch fiercely.

The meaning is obvious, don't let people treat you like an idiot!
Patch was startled and said quickly, "I mean, that place is great, isn't it? Everyone lets down their guard to watch the show, and there are even private shows. Did the guy take any girls away?"

"No." Robin looked at Patch in confusion; "Is this important?"

"This..." Patch scratched his head, looking for an excuse, and then suddenly realized, "Why not take people away? Does he like men?"

Robin was stunned.

Then he grabbed Patch and said, "Mr. Patch, why do you think so?"

"I..." Patch said with a bitter face, "When I saw him, I felt that the way he looked at me was not right."

"Damn it!" Robin stood up suddenly. "How could I forget this, Mr. Hunter, you are right, I should have shared this with you! I just thought that this strip club was a meeting place for them, why didn't I think about it more? That guy might not like women! Obviously, we are in California now. I should have considered this!"

Hunter's face changed. "Believe me, Agent Robin! This is how a normal person thinks! It's California that's abnormal!"

"Looks like I have to go!" Robin stood up and looked at the two of them: "But I still need to make sure that you haven't been attacked."

"of course."

"What is the wound on Mr. Patch's face?"

"I hit him," Hunter said.

"Well? Why did you hit him?"

"This guy was about to go out, but I knew why Agent Robin stayed here for so long, so I stopped him from going out."

"Uh" Robin was a little embarrassed: "Aren't you his bodyguard?"

"I'm a professional bodyguard." Hunter said seriously, "I'm doing this for my employer. I won't allow him to do anything dangerous!"

"Okay, okay." Robin thought for a moment, then looked at Patch: "Mr. Patch, please give me a ride."

"no problem."

"Mr. Hunter will be fine here."

Hunter watched Robin lead Patch to the door, then left after saying a few words in Patch's ear.

When he came back, Patch was still smiling happily: "This guy is indeed a good person."

"Of course. What did he tell you?"

"Oh." Patch waved his hand: "Nothing."

"Well," Hunter looked Patch up and down, then asked, "you haven't seen the Irons, have you?"

"Nonsense! You know what the boss taught me."

"And you just said he looked at you a little strangely?"

"What else?" Patch's eyes widened. "Will Robin think that I'm a nigger with a head full of yellow garbage? I'm a hero in Los Angeles! Hero Patch! How can I be that kind of person!"

Hunter sneered, "But unfortunately, Patch, you are that kind of person. Please pay attention to the occasion when you speak next time."

"I know Hunter, I'll be careful next time."

"I think I should report this to my boss."

“I think it’s totally unnecessary!”

"I think so."

"I don't think so!"

"I think, what did Robin say to you at the door just now?"

"Oh, he said that next time it would be better for me to change to someone who doesn't have a mental illness." Patch suddenly covered his mouth halfway through his words.

"Oh, fuck! You did it on purpose, you bastard!"

Hunter sneered; "Like I said, I have participated in many anti-terrorist operations, right? Do you think I know some interrogation techniques, Patch?"

"I'm your fucking employer!"

"You're just a nigger that I want to protect!"

Robin rushed out and got into the car. He took the intercom and said, "Two people stay to protect Patch, and the others take the one who is alive home."

Robin returned to the office and rushed to the computer, then began to retrieve the information from his computer.

Soon, the name of the strip club worker caught his eye.

A transgender stripper—Ocasi.

(End of this chapter)