The Four Sages of the Law Enforcement Bureau

Holding the token, Zhou Yuanjun examined it from the front and back several times.

Only then did Zhou Yuanjun feel relieved.

It should be the right one!

The token of the Hongtian Secret Realm had specific patterns, and this kind of design was very difficult to forge.

"Old friend, you did a good job. I'll leave you a whole body!" Zhou Yuanjun looked at Dong Kun and said with a smile.

As desperado martial artists, they were all engaged in the business of killing and looting all day long.

There were times when they killed others, and there were also times when they might be killed.

Those in this line of work should be prepared to be buried in the wilderness.

"Old friend, go well." Zhou Yuanjun sat beside Dong Kun's body and said with emotion.

Everyone had desires, the desire to strive for a better position.

The Hongtian Secret Realm was an opportunity for them martial artists to leap over the dragon's gate and achieve great success!

This opportunity was extremely important!

Zhou Yuanjun held the Hongtian token in his hand, looking rather melancholy.

Then, Zhou Yuanjun's face turned pale.

Something was still wrong!

Very wrong!

The feel was off.

The Hongtian token was made of black crystal and was extremely heavy.

Once, he had the privilege of seeing a genuine one! It definitely didn't weigh like this.

Moreover, the most crucial point was that the display on his instrument was getting weaker and weaker.

The red dot was flickering bit by bit, sometimes there and sometimes not. Zhou Yuanjun's scalp went numb, and cold sweat soaked his back.

This kind of instrument was extremely sensitive to black crystal and could detect it within a range of up to fifty kilometers.

But now, the token was right in his hand, with a distance of less than one meter, yet it was already a bit difficult to detect clearly.

You know, if it was wrapped in special materials, the instrument might malfunction.

But now the token was exposed! There was no cover at all!

Plop!

The token in Zhou Yuanjun's hand turned into a wisp of white sand and flowed through his fingers.

Before the white sand could fall from his fingers, it dispersed in the air and disappeared without a trace!

Finally, the last bit of red light on the instrument also disappeared.

Zhou Yuanjun looked at his hands in disbelief. The token had disappeared right before his eyes!

There was not a single trace of its existence left!

Zhou Yuanjun's face was ferocious. He stared coldly at Dong Kun's body and trembled with anger.

He channeled all his inner energy into his legs and gave a hard kick, shattering Dong Kun's skull.

"Damn old friend! I trusted you so much, and you actually dared to deceive me!"

A group of his subordinates gathered around. Looking at Zhou Yuanjun's cold face, they said nervously, "Boss, wh - what's going on?"

"We've been deceived. This madman actually made two fake tokens!" Zhou Yuanjun said with a distorted face.

No wonder the temptation of the two tokens had attracted no one else to follow them until now!

It turned out that those people simply couldn't detect the tokens!

"Everyone, listen to me. Today, just act as if nothing happened! We didn't kill Dong Kun. We've never been here. Dong Kun has always been my friend!" Zhou Yuanjun was in a panic, but still tried to calm everyone down and motioned for them to stay calm.

"Yes, boss."

As one subordinate said this, he suddenly collapsed with a thud.

It was like a chain reaction.

Zhou Yuanjun's subordinates suddenly dropped dead one by one, bleeding from their seven orifices. Before they could even struggle, they died on the ground one by one.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuanjun let out a long sigh and forced a bitter smile.

"All gain nothing but lose what you already have!"

At the very beginning, he had secretly poisoned several of his subordinates.

After all, only the dead could keep secrets.

His original plan was good. They would team up and kill Dong Kun first.

Then, all of his subordinates died! In this way, no one would know the whereabouts of the tokens.

He could present one token to his boss and keep the other for himself. Then he could find a safe place to lie low quietly and wait for the opening time of the Hongtian Secret Realm to meet his boss.

He had rehearsed all the plans in his mind over and over again.

The time, the location, Dong Kun's state, and the comparison of the subordinates' strength.

Unexpectedly, the tokens he finally obtained were fake!

You're really good at this!

A cold voice came out. In the dense forest, a young man in a white windbreaker stepped forward.

Zhou Yuanjun was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

He was on the verge of collapse!

Law Enforcement Bureau, you, you are the White Tiger Yang Tian.

Zhou Yuanjun said in a trembling voice.

He really didn't expect that two tokens would attract such a person.

Yang Tian, the White Tiger, ranked seventh on the Hidden Dragon List!

He was the most promising newcomer in the Divine Punishment Bureau of the Law Enforcement Bureau and a leading figure among the younger generation. At only twenty - seven years old, he had already reached the Hualing Realm!

Yang Tian stared at him coldly and said, "I tracked them here and the trail ended. Hand over the tokens."

Zhou Yuanjun took a step back and stammered, "There are no tokens. The tokens are fake!"

I'll take the fake ones too!

Yang Tian's gray eyes fixed on Zhou Yuanjun.

In an instant, it was as if an invisible big hand had tightly grabbed Zhou Yuanjun's neck, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

A single look from Yang Tian made it so difficult for him!

Just how powerful was the White Tiger Yang Tian!

Slash!

Zhou Yuanjun had no power to resist and was pierced through the heart by a sword and fell to the ground.

Skill: Eagle Eye!

On the distant mountaintop, Zhang Fan, standing on the peak, saw this scene and a sarcastic sneer curled up on his lips: "Useless thing!"

He turned around, put on a black cloak, and his body gradually faded away as if disappearing.

Yang Tian wiped the blood off his long sword and said coldly, "Stop looking. There are no tokens."

The tokens had disappeared without a trace. It could only be said that these people had been fighting over fake tokens from the beginning.

So, who exactly had the real tokens?

A stunningly beautiful woman, with a graceful figure and wearing a white Law Enforcement uniform, slowly walked out.

The woman was extremely beautiful. Her slightly curly long hair exuded a mature and charming aura. Although she was not yet twenty - five, she had a proper aura of a mature and elegant woman.

This person was Yan Zhi!

If I'm not mistaken, the tokens should be in the hands of the Night Emperor, An Yi.

Yang Tian looked at this woman and said in a deep voice, "Zhuque, you won't stop me, will you?"

Yan Zhi showed a charming smile and said, "I won't stop you. However, be careful. You'll die!"

Humph, just because that kid defeated a Hong Shan, he really thinks he's invincible in the world! As long as you don't stop me, I can crush him as easily as crushing an ant!

Yang Tian picked up his long sword and left with his back to Yan Zhi, saying proudly.

As one of the Four Saints in the Divine Punishment Bureau, he had the capital to be so arrogant!

Yan Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly.

It seems that this kid An Yi is in danger!

These days, troubled by the tokens, he must not have had an easy time either.

Come on!

Keep going! What are you all standing there for!

At night, there was an internal party at An's company.

An Yi was the most drunk. The charming female employees on both sides deliberately pressed their bodies against him.

Mr. An is so amazing! Your poker skills are so good!

Yeah, in a game of Dou Dizhu, you got three royal flushes! It's unprecedented and amazing!

Now, An Yi was surrounded by those female employees.

Some were wiping the sweat off his face, some were feeding him drinks, and others were using forks to feed him fruits. This feeling made him seem to be in heaven.

An Yi said with a straight face, "I've always been fair and just. I hate cheaters who steal cards the most. Yaoji, you should get rid of this bad habit."

"Boss, you're right," Yaoji said obsequiously while complaining in his heart.

"What a shameless bastard! You managed to draw three sets of four jokers from a single deck of cards?"

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