At an intersection some distance from the hotel, several black cars stopped.
In addition to the assistants dressed in black uniforms, there were also a few people in plainclothes.
These were Lin Zheyuan, whom Wen Wen was familiar with, Lin Lu, Uncle Gong who had set the fire last time, and a woman in a gray cloak.
Wen Wen focused her gaze on the woman for a few moments. In the Federation, cloaks had long since exited the stage of history, and very few people wore them in modern society. Walking on the street, they would not only fail to conceal one's identity but would also attract a host of strange glances.
So, why was she wearing a cloak?
However, since this woman came from the Hunter Association, she shouldn't be the kind of promiscuous slut who seeks attention by wearing outlandish clothing…
Wen Wen walked up and said directly to Lin Zheyuan, "Shuanghong Hotel, the room on the third floor by the window, they are staying there! They are the only guests in the hotel; the owner lives downstairs."
"There are three of them. One is a confirmed member of a secret organization. He can control the movements of others, release black energy for attacks, and is extremely perceptive. He will discover any superpowered person who approaches.
The other, a Black man named Wilson, I've accepted a commission from his wife to bring him home. His ability is a pair of transforming metal wings on his back. I'll handle this person; I'm confident I can take him down."
"As for the other one… I only know he's a man in black clothes. I don't have any other information."
After listening to Wen Wen, Lin Zheyuan asked in surprise, "Didn't you say you were afraid to approach them?" Wen Wen's words meant they could skip the investigation and proceed directly with the apprehension!
"I didn't know at the time, but now I've investigated clearly. Oh, right, I spent eight hundred yuan on an informant to investigate the situation. Remember to reimburse me later."
In reality, it only cost him a little over a hundred yuan to figure everything out…
"Don't worry, you'll get your due reward."
Lin Zheyuan said helplessly. Although his face showed helplessness, he was extremely shocked by Wen Wen's efficiency. Wen Wen was the superpowered person Lin Zheyuan had ever seen who was most suited to be a freelance hunter.
"Then, according to the information provided by Detective Wen, the operation officially begins!"
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"You go wait outside for a while. I have something to discuss with this gentleman."
Grandi chased Wilson, whose wounds had been bandaged, out of the room, telling him to wait in the corridor, and then began to talk with Mr. L.
"Is this also a member your organization wants to recruit? Small fry, not fit for the stage." Even in the room, Grandi couldn't see Mr. L's face clearly, but it was the same for him. Members of their secret organizations rarely revealed their true faces.
"Tall buildings are built one brick at a time. Our Silver Brotherhood cannot compare to the vast resources of your Profane Blood. Every new member is precious."
"You can just take those wings. That person has no value; he's a burden to you."
"Hey, let alone the chaos that might ensue if those wings were detached from their host, finding another suitable host for them would be a huge hassle."
"Petty." Mr. L turned his head and snorted.
"Let's not talk about that. Whether that kid is a superpowered person or not, he's a guy who likes to snitch. The information you have about us in Furong River City is probably already in the hands of the Hunter Association."
"Don't worry. No superpowered person has approached this hotel, and we don't have any beacons left by that kid on us. We've also cleaned ourselves up thoroughly. Even vampires couldn't track us." Grandi said, standing on the back of a chair, maintaining a bizarre balance.
"It's better not to be careless… Aside from today, I might even personally attack you. But I need your help now, so you should be careful. Otherwise, if I get targeted by those hyenas, it won't be good for me either."
"You make it sound like you're safe for us right now." Grandi said with a cold smile. He had been on guard against Mr. L the whole time.
In terms of strength, Mr. L was not much stronger than him, but even for secret organizations, the notorious reputation of Profane Blood was too great. Grandi had to be extremely careful.
Suddenly, Grandi's expression changed. The number of ordinary people around the hotel was decreasing… decreasing rapidly! Rather than decreasing, they were retreating!
"The Hunter Association has found us, L. Did you leak our location!"
Grandi had already taken measures to conceal his aura, and no one had followed them. If they were discovered now, it could only mean one thing: someone had revealed their whereabouts! Su Dan Novel Network
"I'm here too. Would I expose us to get myself caught?" Mr. L's face darkened. He also hadn't figured out how they were discovered, considering they had only been staying here for a few hours.
"It's useless to talk about this now. It will take them some time to track us here. Wilson, we…"
Boom!
An RPG was fired into the room and exploded violently. The blast wave sent both of them flying. If it weren't for their powerful super abilities protecting them, that single RPG would have been enough to kill them.
However, even with their strong abilities, facing high-powered modern weapons inevitably caused them some damage. Except for a few special types of superpowered individuals, modern weapons posed a threat to almost all superpowered individuals.
The reason the Hunter Association could intimidate all superpowered individuals, besides the absolute advantage in numbers of superpowered individuals, was their ability to unscrupulously use modern weapons.
This advantage was something that secret organizations, which needed to hide their identities, absolutely could not possess.
After the rocket launcher, several squads of assistants, armed with various weapons, completely sealed off the surroundings. Their mission was not to confront the secret organization's superpowered individuals head-on but to handle the aftermath and prevent any accidents.
The flames from the explosion had not dissipated but formed a massive ball of fire floating in the air. Uncle Gong, looking somewhat disheveled, stood downstairs, smoking a cigarette and watching them coldly.
"They moved so fast. We were careless." Mr. L said with a dark expression.
"Not just one, but two members of secret organizations. This is getting troublesome." Lin Zheyuan looked upstairs with a solemn expression. The energy fluctuations from Mr. L and Grandi defending against the rocket launcher were extremely obvious; neither of them was weak.
In battles between superpowered individuals, sheer numbers did not always guarantee victory, but undeniably, one more person meant one more danger.
The four superpowered individuals from the Hunter Association could at best gain an advantage, not guarantee an easy capture of Mr. L and Grandi.
Mr. L and Grandi exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts. They immediately split up and fled. Grandi didn't even bother with Wilson and simply bolted.