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"Iceman Roger... is dead?"

Inside the sand wall, Lucy, Paul and two bodyguards were stunned and stupefied as they watched the scenes unfold.

"Impossible... Roger is a 3rd Tier mutant! A powerful general in Black Man Society! He even fought back against one whole troop before..." Lucy muttered.

"Nothing is impossible... that is indeed Roger!"

Paul the old guy sighed, "Chinese Country... is really a magical country."

"Doctor... I can’t help but say, your acting skills are subpar!"

Fang Yuan faced away from Roger’s corpse and turned around to take the doctor’s surgery knife. He pressed the knife on the doctor’s eye and taunted, "Tell me... how do you want to die?"

"Wait a minute!"

Paul could not hold it anymore, "This mister... is very important to us! Please hand him over to us!"

"What you are trying to say is that, I actually have no authority to judge them?"

Fang Yuan turned around and gave a slight grin.

If Fang Yuan did not display his shocking powers, the four of them from White Pigeon Society would have swarmed to him already,

"No... It’s purely a request!"

Paul felt a chill down his spine but remained composed and replied with a calm voice.

"Since it is a request, that mean means I can accept it and I can also reject it too?"

Fang Yuan casually glided the surgery knife across the immobile doctor’s face, creating numerous lines of blood.

As he still had his healing special ability, the cuts on his face healed rapidly. Nevertheless, it was not a pleasant thing for the doctor when Fang Yuan repeatedly cut his face.

"This guy is a lunatic!" The doctor thought.

The doctor was struck with fear as he looked at the smiling Fang Yuan. However, he suddenly shouted, "White Pigeon Society’s Paul? I know! Quick, save me... I know everything about Black Man Society’s Demon Weapon Plan! I was the one who provided the capital and the preliminary experimental data!"

"Indeed... Demon Weapon Plan?!"

Lucy and Paul glanced at each other and walked forward firmly. At the same time, the two bodyguards behind with no presence whipped out two very sci-fi looking silver-coloured guns.

The two bodyguards had strong bodies and underwent strict training before. Even skilled soldiers, assassins and such were no match for them. But now, they were like backdrops and useless.

"Well, I can technically hand him over to you all!"

Fang Yuan chuckled, "But, what can I get in return?"

Paul heaved a sigh of relief,"You will receive White Pigeon Society’s friendship... and of course, you will have our assistance in anything you do inside Golden Eagle Federation..."

"That doesn’t sound very sincere..."

Fang Yuan threw his hand and the doctor was thrown out, "But, that shall be it! I accept it!"

"Thank you!"

Paul’s expression was slightly awkward and he immediately ordered his subordinate to restrain the doctor with a pair of handcuffs. That pair of handcuffs looked very familiar to Fang Yuan as it was the Demon Restraining Cuffs he designed.

"These Demon Restraining Cuffs were designed by a prominent scientist from your country called Professor Fang Yuan! I must say he is really a creative genius, any mutants who are 2nd Tier and below would immediately lose their abilities once they are cuffed..." Paul explained as he did not recognise Fang Yuan’s disguise.

At that moment, news of mutants attacking the pub had already spread far and wide. A piercing police siren could be heard from outside too.

"Okay... we cannot clash with the police, let’s leave now!"

Paul looked at Fang Yuan.

"Okay!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders. He then found a suitcase and casually stuffed large amounts of cash into it.

"Heh... greedy yellow skin man!"

Although Lucy had suffered from Fang Yuan just now, her rebellious teenage girl nature still made her sneer.

...

After they left, many policemen arrived at the pub and cordoned off the area. There were also a few forensic scientists who went to collect evidence.

Half an hour later, members dressed in black windbreakers from the Federal Special Investigation Bureau arrived too.

"Intelligence shows that... this is Brother’s Sect’s lair! They are one of Black Man Society’s subordinate forces!"

A man in a windbreaker with a cigarette in his mouth gave a gloating smile, "A battle between mutants? I love such scenes where these wild dogs bite each other..."

"Then you definitely would not want to see the next scene!"

One of his companions took out an old-fashioned monitor and scanned Roger who was on the floor. He then immediately exclaimed, "This is... Iceman Roger!?"

"What? The Iceman who is in one of Black Man Society’s high-level cadre? The one who has defences impenetrable to bullets and who could manipulate ice? Impossible!"

A few men in windbreakers walked forward and surrounded the monitor. They were speechless when they saw the face on the ground was exactly the same as the face on the monitor.

"D*mn it! We were just tracking down a foreign mutant, why are we embroiled in this kind of matter now..."

The officer of the men in windbreakers felt extremely uneasy.

Such a matter would give his superior’s superior or even any chief of the bureau a massive headache.

After all, they were the ones who were clearest about Black Man Society’s strength. The Black Man Society was a powerful organisation in the legal grey areas with numerous connections, which included many congressmen and powerful generals.

"Sh*t!" He viciously shouted, "Immediately report the intelligence and request for support!"

"Yes, Sir!" His subordinate immediately obeyed the orders and dialled his phone.

The response was unimaginably fast. 10 minutes later, a group of men in black suits arrived.

"You are all... people from Black Man Society?"

The officer from the investigation bureau frowned as he saw the group of them in their black suits.

"Yea... you don’t have to investigate this matter here anymore, we will fully take over!"

A golden lion looking well-built Caucasian man spoke slowly with a deep voice that sounded naturally pressurising.

He then walked to Roger and took off his hat.

"Although Roger is the weakest one amongst our 13 high-levelled cadres, Black Man Society’s name absolutely cannot be tarnished by others!"

"This does not abide by the laws... you all are just a grassroots organisation!" The officer from the bureau replied with a slight shiver in his voice and cold sweats appeared on his forehead as he remembered that man’s identity.

"Ring...!"

The brick phone on the officer’s hand rang, which made him involuntarily stood straight. He then picked up his call, "Officer! ... Yes, Sir! I understood!"

After he hung up his phone, he faced the man in front of him with mixed emotions and said, "According to my superior’s order, from now onwards, our investigation bureau will assist you all and provide you all with intelligence and leads!"

"That should be the way!" One of the men in black suit behind the golden lion laughed and sneered in a sarcastic manner.

The faces of the personnel from the investigation bureau were red with anger but they could only bear and tolerate with it.

"Officer, the sketch is done!"

A man in a windbreaker ran out while holding a piece of facial sketch on his hand, "According to the survivors’ descriptions and comparisons, the person who was here was that yellow-skinned mutant who just entered our country!"

"Let me see!"

The golden lion looking man grabbed the sketch and looked at it.

The sketch was in the image of Fang Yuan’s disguise and it looked like a shy and reserved teenager.

"Such a person killed Roger and kidnapped the doctor?"

The man roared, "He’s dead meat... I, Golden Lion Barton, will rip apart all his limbs and make him wail his way down to hell!"

......

"Demon Weapon Plan, what does that mean?"

At that moment, inside a long sedan car, Fang Yuan questioned Lucy.

"Tell him!"

Paul who was sitting in front sighed.

"We roughly know it’s some sort of human experiment. The crazy scientists from Black Man Society want to artificially create special abilities and thus a mutant in order to utilise it as a weapon... and therefore, breakthrough some sort of limitations!"

Lucy continued, "That’s all we know, further information has to be interrogated from the doctor!"

At that moment, the eyes of the mutant with healing abilities were still and lifeless, it was evident that he was already hypnotised by Lucy.

Lucy had also seemingly regained her confidence through what she did to the doctor. Although she still did not dare to provoke Fang Yuan, she at least recovered from her setbacks.

"Artificially created special abilities?"

Fang Yuan stroked his chin, "As expected..."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing..."

"Okay... Mister, we still do not know your name and your objectives?"

Paul turned around and stared at Fang Yuan inquisitively.

"My name is... Lei[1]! I came to Golden Eagle Federation to look for the whereabouts of an artwork." Fang Yuan replied calmly.

"That simple?"

Lucy did not believe what Fang Yuan said at all, "For them to send you, a 3rd Tier mutant, to come all the way here? Is that artwork a national treasure from the Middle Continent?"

Even an extremely expensive national treasure would not be of much military use. In the eyes of those in authority, it would not even be as valuable as a 3rd Tier mutant.

"By handing over the doctor to you all, it means that I would need you all to mobilise all your strength to look for that collector!" Fang Yuan said straightforwardly.

"Fine... if that is your only objective, I think we can do our best to help you!"

Paul thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the collector you are looking for?"

"Eric Roth!"

"The Roth family?"

Lucy wrapped her head and rolled her eyes, "I knew it wouldn’t be so simple!"

"I know he has a lot of power, looks like it’s pretty substantial..."

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course... the Roth family is a renowned big family in Flor State! They have had 5 four-star generals and 3 vice presidents! They have already established the Roth Financial Group! The Eric Roth person you mentioned is its current helm!"

Paul looked at Fang Yuan with sympathy, "Lei! Give up!"

In Golden Eagle Federation, offending a financial group was even more horrifying than offending any other normal official.

Furthermore, not only could such a large family utilise the whole Federation’s strength, there would be many mutants working for them too.

Even the White Pigeon Society would not dare to have a conflict with them so easily!

"Sorry! I must have it!"

Fang Yuan crossed his arms and coldly rejected Paul’s suggestion.

[1] Same word as "thunder" in Chinese