As an awakened person, Baker no longer remembers how long he lived.

After awakening, he lived for about one year, two years, three years, but none of these made sense, because every morning when he got up, what he saw was the same date, the same time, and even the clouds outside the window were the same. However, Baker did not think that there was anything wrong with this. He was used to the same life every day, and what he hated the most was sudden changes. Therefore, for others, living like this day after day was a torture, but for Baker, it was a pleasure.

"The target has left the hotel."

Hearing the sound in the microphone, Baker smiled proudly. He sat in this position, which was an excellent cover. Even the people who punished him did not know Baker's true identity. He liked this world and naturally wanted to protect him. The FBI under Baker's men was the most powerful force. They were a group of soldiers who would not die. Baker could easily send them to search and explore, or even fight. Even if he died in battle, Baker didn't have to worry about the punishment from his superiors. Because as soon as the dead agents were after twelve o'clock in the morning, the dead agents would be resurrected, and all the traces left by him would disappear. Therefore, there was no need to worry about what the superiors would find and cause trouble for themselves... Anyway, those people were just robots.

Baker felt like he was a big spider, crawling on a web to collect intelligence through the vibrations around him. He did not believe other punishers. Although they agreed to maintain the status quo, they were more likely to use this reset loophole to enjoy the fun. If Baker hadn't needed them to deal with the awakened ones, Baker could guarantee that he would definitely send someone to kill the group of punishers. What he needed was a constant life, and any change was not a good thing for Baker.

"Stalk them and check if these people have any companions."

Baker issued an order again, then hung up the phone and kept the news in his heart. For Baker, it was not difficult to deal with these awakened people. Although they were hidden in the crowd, and their traces disappeared completely due to the refresh and reset at twelve o'clock every morning, Baker was not a fool. He would send people to follow these awakened people every day to investigate their place. Even if there was not enough time, he could remember the last information. Then the next day he handed over the intelligence information he remembered to his subordinates who had been reset and had no idea about his memory.

Of course, those subordinates would definitely have questions about where they came from, but Baker didn't care. After all, their questions could only last for one day.

but………

Thinking of this, Baker picked up the phone again and dialed another number.

Soon, a voice came from it.

"What's the matter?"

"How was it that you asked you to investigate?"

"There is no result yet. It is preliminary to judge that these people should be smugglers, and their information is not in the database."

"Smuggling?"

Hearing this, Baker couldn't help but smile. He knew better than anyone else what this city looked like, smuggling? How to smuggling? He was sure that the group of people who made a big fuss in the bank yesterday must be awakened, but the strength shown by these awakened people made Baker very alert. Ordinary awakened people were going around when they saw the police. These people actually dared to fight against the swat head-on, and in the end they could escape unscathed. This is not something that ordinary awakened people could do.

They must be found as soon as possible and then they must be eliminated.

"boom!!"

Just as Beck was thinking, suddenly, a loud bang came, and Baker could even feel his room shaking for no reason. This shocked Beck, then he hurriedly stood up, picked up the pistol by the table, and walked out of the office with caution.

Baker can be sure that this is definitely not what should happen here. Today, according to reason, there will be no problem with FBI. But now, what's going on with this explosion?

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Suppressing his anxiety, Beck grabbed an agent FBI with a serious expression and then asked. The agent held the pistol and looked at Baker.

"Someone attacked us!"

“Assault?”

"Yes, we were attacked! Those damn terrorists must be these bastards. This time I want them to go back and forth!!"

After saying this, the FBI agent broke free from Baker and ran forward quickly. Baker took a deep breath, looked around and returned to the office after finding that no one noticed him.

Of course, Baker didn't believe that this was a terrorist attack, but it was obviously not what should have happened. And at this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in Baker's mind.

Could it be that the group of people who made a big fuss in the bank yesterday came to find trouble for FBI again today?

Thinking of this, Baker couldn't help but sweat. His first reaction was impossible, but when he thought about it carefully, Baker became more and more shocked the more he thought about it. Yesterday, the other party was able to make a big fuss in the bank and disappeared quietly under the siege of live ammunition. Then they must be very confident in their own strength. From this point of view, it doesn't seem unacceptable that they attack FBI... It's strange!

Damn it!

After returning to the office hurriedly, Baker immediately picked up his cell phone. The FBI agents outside should be able to withstand it for a while. After all, they will be resurrected after a while of death. The alarm has been sounded, and reinforcements will arrive soon. But the problem is not here. Baker is not sure that he can fight these lunatics with his own strength. He likes such a life, and he doesn't want to die yet!

“Dou…Dou…”

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Soon, a lazy voice rang out.

"Oh, this is not our FBI agent, what's wrong? Why did you think of calling me when you have time?"

“Now is not the time to be polite.”

Hearing the other party's careless voice, Baker couldn't help frowning. If he could, he wouldn't want to contact this guy, but the situation is unclear. If those attacking the FBI were really the group of people yesterday, then ordinary force could not stop them at all. Only those with extraordinary power could have this possibility.

"Someone attacked the FBI building, I need your help!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the voice finally showed a little interest.

"I really didn't expect that there was someone who dared to attack FBI? Haha, it's really interesting. Are they Hans's group? They are finally tired of living?"

"No, I don't know who the other party is, but they are very likely the guy who caused the bank turmoil yesterday... These guys are very difficult to deal with. Come and help quickly, otherwise, I don't know what it will be like!"

"I see."

Until this time, the careless voice finally became a little more serious.

"Hide me well, I will take people to see the situation. By the way, I also want to meet these brave awakened people and see who they are... Okay, let's not say much, I'll go wear clothes, I hope you can live a little longer."

"Click."

“Dou…Dou…”

"That damn bastard."

Looking at the mobile phone that was making a busy voice in front of him, Baker also cursed in a low voice. But he didn't have any extra time to complain now, and the gunshots became clearer, which shows that the other party was not blocked, but was moving towards the upper level of the headquarters... Who are these damn people?!

If Faren knew Baker’s thoughts, he would be very enthusiastic about giving him an answer.

We are here to deliver express delivery.

Death Express.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!!"

Kurona pulled the trigger, and saw the machine gun in her hand ruthlessly spit out the flames. Bullets directly penetrated the wall, knocking the FBI agents hiding behind the wall into hornet's nests. In just a blink of an eye, the obstacles in the corridor had been completely cleared, and only corpses and blood were left.

"Woo…ah…ah…”

An agent groaned and crawled on the ground. He tried hard to reach out his hand, trying to grab the pistol not far away. But the next moment, a scalpel was inserted into his neck, easily reaping his life.

"Commander, all living things on this level have been completely eliminated, and there is no problem."

Soon, Kurona's voice came from Feiron's ears.

"What's going on?"

"Most of the people are resisting and trying to stop the commander from moving forward. But there is a target that hides in the office and has not appeared. I just detected that he has made a call outside, and the person who received the call is coming here."

In a restaurant not far from the FBI building, Kurona answered while staring at the map in front of her and the flashing red dots on it.

"Very good, I'll leave it to you and Shahr outside. I'll go and meet that guy...what floor is he on?"

"Seventeenth floor."

"receive."

After receiving the reply, Faren nodded, and then he looked at Kurona and Franka in front of him again.
Chapter completed!