Atlas of Heaven and Earth

The armed vehicle drove through the tunnels of the Lower City District. Without a large convoy of armed vehicles following and with the guidance and escort of Clear Path Logistics personnel, it was less conspicuous, and the journey went smoothly.

Lan Xin'an said, "Although the United Power Heavy Industries convoy has been making detours, judging from their direction, they should be taking an emergency passage that our Clear Path Logistics left behind in the past.

Only a few people know about this passage. I only learned about its existence later when Old Bian mentioned it."

She turned her head and said, "This is all thanks to you, Little Brother Chen. If you hadn't intimidated Old Bian , he wouldn't have told us these things."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "How many people know about this road?"

Lan Xin'an said, "Not many. Old Bian said that only a few upper-level people from Clear Path Logistics knew about it. Even the Iron Fist Society doesn't know about it. So, we suspect that the person guiding the United Power Heavy Industries convoy now is likely an old acquaintance of ours."

Chen Chuan nodded. He felt that United Power Heavy Industries' actions this time were not a temporary idea but a long-term plan and arrangement.

However, none of this had anything to do with him, and he didn't need to understand the details. He just needed to know where the people were and how to deal with them.

At this moment, Che Gaoyi had already led his team to the checkpoint where they had previously been blocked. He ordered the people behind to wait in place while he got out of the car alone and walked forward.

When he arrived at the front, he saw a row of roadblocks under the light of Sun Vine, behind which were armed Processing Bureau personnel. The Third-Limit Martial Artist was at the very front, wearing a zipper shirt on his upper body and Executive Officer uniform pants on his lower body.

His hair was dyed blond, and he was chewing gum, sitting on the roadblock. Seeing him coming, he said, "Oh? Looks like you want to fight? I'm warning you, the road ahead won't be easy. There's still time to turn back now."

Che Gaoyi didn't stop and continued walking towards him.

"Looks like you're not giving up." The Processing Bureau Martial Artist jumped down, pressed his hand on his fist, and slowly moved his finger joints, making cracking sounds.

The bureau had given him a simple introduction of Che Gaoyi in the Data. He was good at freehand fighting and Grappling Technique, but his most powerful skill was his legwork. Although this Data couldn't include everything, and the opponent might have hidden skills, it was still good enough, at least giving him a general understanding.

Che Gaoyi started walking relatively slowly, but he quickened his pace later. As the two gradually approached, he took the lead and punched. The Martial Artist spat out his gum and also threw a punch.

When the two fists collided, a surge of Internal energy rushed into Che Gaoyi "s body. But before he could completely neutralize it, the Martial Artist shook his other arm and sent his shoulder forward, and another surge of Strength surged up, causing him to stagger back several steps.

He originally had a set of continuous moves that could form a continuous stream of offensive Internal energy, but it was pushed back by the opponent's move, and he couldn't use it at all.

The Martial Artist stood still. He opened his arms, lowered his body, and stretched his arms outward from a low position, making a cracking sound of bones. There was even a sound of air swirling on the nearby tunnel walls, as if it was full of fierce power, and even the ground he was standing on was cracked.

"Chuantong Dajin..."

Che Gaoyi immediately recognized it. This was a very famous Strength Technique from an old times Da Shun northern land sect. The Internal energy all over the body was connected and borrowed from each other. After practicing it, the Internal energy could be layered on top of each other, which could be called an Anomaly fierce Strength Technique.

He stared at this person a few times. The people from the Processing Bureau could not be underestimated, but...

He shook his fist and went up to him again, still throwing the same punch.

"Not convinced? Then come again!"

The Martial Artist punched up, and with a snap, the two came into contact. But this time, when he released his Internal energy again, wanting to push Che Gaoyi away, he found that the latter withdrew his hand, actually retracting it along his Internal energy, causing his Internal energy to be released into nothing, making him feel very awkward.

He shouted and adjusted his breath, while subsequent Internal energy followed up.

Che Gaoyi was beaten back repeatedly, and for a while, he only had the ability to defend, but after the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, the situation gradually changed.

The Martial Artist found that the moves he made were always difficult to land, and each time Che Gaoyi managed to resolve them, and the latter gradually became difficult to suppress.

Che Gaoyi "s real strength was not his Internal energy, but his observation ability. Every time he fought someone and saw the opponent's moves and power exertion characteristics, he could find a way to deal with them and the opponent's weaknesses in a very short time. It can be said that he was a pure Skills-type Martial Artist .

The Martial Artist felt a little frustrated at the moment. It was clear that the other party's hard Strength was not as good as his, but he was always able to find some gaps and key points, so that his offensive and Internal energy could not be smoothly launched. In this way, he had to strengthen his attack Strength, which had a certain effect for a while, but some loopholes were inadvertently magnified.

After the two entangled for more than half a minute, Che Gaoyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Huh?"

The Martial Artist "s expression froze. Generally, people who are good at Seizing Technique Strength have almost no resistance if they grab their opponent, but he was different. Chuantong Dajin could fight against this type of Internal energy.

He shouted, and Internal energy was immediately released, trying to shake off the fingers on his wrist. However, when Internal energy was activated, Che Gaoyi had already calculated it, took the initiative to let go, and then came up to grab again.

The Martial Artist "s pupils shrank. He wanted to shake his Strength again, but this time, Che Gaoyi didn't give him this opportunity. Before he could activate it, Seizing Technique Strength had already seeped in, and with a snap, he was caught.

The Martial Artist hurriedly used his back Strength to fight against it again, but this time Che Gaoyi didn't let go, grabbing it tightly, and suddenly kicked the former's throat.

This kick was silent and extremely fast. The Martial Artist suffered this blow, his eyes widened, his face flushed, he wanted to cough but couldn't, and then another kick hit his neck. With a crack, the man's neck broke and he fell to the side.

Che Gaoyi stretched out his hand and put his dislocated arm back in place. This person's hard Strength was better than him, but the real fight didn't completely depend on this, but also on a person's on-the-spot performance.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this time, gunshots rang out from the opposite side. The Processing Bureau staff behind the roadblock were shooting at him after seeing that the situation was not right.

He immediately jumped forward, braving the bullets and rushing into the group of people, his figure seeming to shuttle back and forth inside. In just a short moment, the gunshots all disappeared.

After looking around and seeing that no one was standing anymore, Che Gaoyi returned to the front of the convoy and instructed, "Everyone, Escort the goods and continue forward. I'll block the people behind."

"Mr. Che, what about me..." Mr. Pan poked his head out of the car window, suddenly feeling a little flustered.

Che Gaoyi glanced at him and said, "You come along."

Mr. Pan breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly got down from above and changed to another car.

After waiting for the cars to drive past, Che Gaoyi walked towards his main car alone. After only two steps, he suddenly felt a tightness in his Chest and grabbed the car body with a snap, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

This was because after fighting with Chuantong Internal energy, his internal organs were shaken, and it only broke out now, and there was no way to detect it beforehand.

If this was indeed fatal in battle, but now, as long as he didn't die, it would be fine. After a little adjustment, he quickly recovered.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a heavy box from inside. After putting it on the ground, he tore off the iron chain on top and lifted the box by the edges, revealing a strong man wearing black protective gear with solid muscles.

As the light shone down, the strong man's eyes suddenly opened and he sat up from inside, staring straight at Che Gaoyi .

Che Gaoyi said, "Number Nine , follow me."

After hearing his order, the strong man stood up from the box. His body, more than two meters tall, was a head taller than Che Gaoyi , but his movements looked light and agile.

This was a high-level Combat Puppet customized by United Power Heavy Industries from the Primordial Human Company. The original body was a very famous Third-Limit Martial Artist , who was said to have compensated the Company with his body for biological modification after being in debt.

Not only was his Strength preserved, but also many Mutated Tissues were transplanted on the basis of his original body, and he had no emotions at all. After encountering an enemy, he would only fight to the death.

After Che Gaoyi instructed, he returned to the car. After Number Nine came in, he started the car and drove back, not long after. He arrived at the place where he first sent someone to explore the road at the front checkpoint.

He stopped the car here, got out, and walked to the side of the wall. He punched it, and with a bang, the wall collapsed, revealing an underground river flowing with a gurgling sound.

When he passed by here just now, he heard a slight sound of water, and according to his experience and the direction of the river, it should be going out of the city.

However, the river looked relatively turbid, and there were all kinds of suspicious things floating on it.

He returned to the car, took out a protective mask and put it on, and took a suitcase from the back seat, then turned and jumped into the water, walking along the direction of the water flow.

With a plop behind him, Number Nine jumped down expressionlessly and followed him forward.