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Lake Moon Park.
Dark and brooding, this usually empty park is now filled with tension.
Yang Zhengâs eyes are fixed on the three mysterious figures in black, his face a mask of seriousness.
To his left stands a man and a woman; the woman has long flowing hair and a graceful demeanor, and if Su Nan were here, he would recognize her as Bai Mengmeng.
The man is Zheng Di, a newly promoted Player in Donglin City, who has reached Great Demon Art Perfection.
On Yang Zhengâs other side, several soldiers with guns are continuously shooting, trying to take down the figures in black.
âWhere did they come from? How are they so powerful?â Bai Mengmengâs eyes widen in surprise.
These three people in black are too strong, at least having two Types of Demon Sutra Great Perfection, or even possibly Three Types of Demon Sutra Great Perfection.
The speed is so fast, they can already dodge bullets!
âWang Nan is a Player, but the other two are definitely not Players.â
âIf they were all Players, the Ranking List would have more than just a few two-types of Demon Sutra Great Perfection.â Zheng Di quickly analyzed.
As the only two Great Demon Art Perfection Players in Donglin City, they were invited here, originally believing that their strength combined with firearms could hold their own against Wang Nan.
But they were caught off guard by the current situation.
âStop shooting!â Yang Zheng says sternly.
The continuous gunfire has already consumed a lot of ammunition, but apart from preventing the three figures in black from getting close, it hasnât served its purpose.
The gunfire stops, and the three figures in black not only show no fear of the guns in their hands, but instead, their eyes are filled with contempt.
Yang Zheng firmly stares at the tall figure in black and says, âWang Nan, what do you want?â
Tonightâs operation was carefully planned by him, aiming to capture these mysterious figures in black.
Last night, several Players had died, which had already had a severe impact on Donglin City, and as the cityâs leader, he couldnât pretend as if nothing had happened.
The tall figure in black responds, âIâve already told Captain Yang what I want; all you have to do is help me find that bracelet, and weâll leave Donglin City immediately.â
Yang Zheng angrily says, âI donât care about what youâre looking for, but randomly killing Players is a serious violation of the law.â
âLaw?â The tall figure in black sneers, âWhat is the law? Just a tool for you lowly people to control this world.â
âTo me, fists are the law!â
The tall figure in black looks at Yang Zheng and the others with disdain in his eyes.
At this, Yang Zheng shakes with anger, but thereâs nothing he can do.
The tall figure in black continues, âOriginally, as long as you cooperated obediently, there wouldnât be any problems. But now that youâre seeking your own doom, donât blame me.â
With a murderous glint in his eyes, the tall figure in black takes a step towards them.
In his eyes, Yang Zheng and the others are just ants, and now these ants want to deal with him, which is unbearable.
Yang Zhengâs face darkens, and a sense of crisis rises in his heart. Just as heâs about to order the gunfire to continue, a manâs voice calls out.
From afar, on a stone-paved path, a handsome young man approaches.
âOld A, itâs been a while, and youâre still the same.â
âYou? I didnât expect you to come too!â When he sees the young man, Old Aâs eyebrows furrow slightly.
âHalt! Who are you?â Several soldiers point their guns at the young man, questioning him.
The young man smiles at Yang Zheng, âCaptain Yang, donât worry. My name is
Jiang Wen, and Iâm here to assist you.â
Yang Zhengâs expression shifts, as if suddenly realizing something, âYouâre with the Night Patrol?â
As the leader of Donglin City, Yang Zheng knows some hidden secrets, including this organization called the Night Patrol.
The Night Patrol is also an official department established after the gameâs public beta test.
Its members are all very mysterious, with no one knowing their origins, as if they appeared out of thin air.
Night Patrol? What department is that? Bai Mengmeng and Zheng Di exchange glances, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Jiang Wen looks at the tall figure in black, âYouâve been deceived by him, heâs not Wang Nan.â
âNot Wang Nan?â
Bai Mengmeng and Zheng Di are stunned, but Yang Zhengâs eyes light up.
Actually, the first time he saw this figure in black addressed as Old A, he suspected that he was not Wang Nan.
In his opinion, the man who had rescued him from the figure in blackâs hands that day was more like Wang Nan.
âIf heâs not Wang Nan, then who is he?â Zheng Di canât help but ask.
Jiang Wen looks at Old A and the others, âTo be more precise, theyâre not even Players!â
âNot Players?â
Yang Zheng, Bai Mengmeng, and Zheng Di exchange glances, their hearts shocked, but not too surprised.
Actually, they had thought of the possibility moments before because there werenât many Players in the Ranking List with two-types of Demon Sutra Great Perfection, so how could three just conveniently appear here.
However, the question arises â if the figure in black isnât a Player, then isnât Jiang Wen not a Player either?
Bai Mengmeng canât help but ask, âIf theyâre not Players, how do they obtain the powers from the game?â
Jiang Wen mysteriously smiles, âItâs because theyâre not from this world!â
Not from this world?
Now, not only Bai Mengmeng and Zheng Di but even Yang Zheng is greatly shaken.
âHow could that be? Are they people from the Demon World?â
Their faces filled with astonishment and uncertainty, their gazes onto the three figures in black are now filled with curiosity..