On the corridor of the tactical base of the Extraordinary Bureau, Fei Xiong and Lu Shisan walked side by side.

The corridor is very long, surrounded by pure white walls, and light blue lines flash slightly, which looks very neat at first glance.

There are also many people, whether it is public officials or other players, it shows the vitality of this strange adjustment game.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course not sure. The most certain thing now is the iconic butcher knife, not to mention that the boss's strength changes three times a day."

"When the plot copy of Chang'an Zhuque Street, his combat power was 0.5 times stronger than mine. Now I don't know how far I was thrown out." Feixiong sighed.

Of course, those who do not pay attention to Jiang Ye cannot see his strength improvement, but for those who have come into contact with Jiang Ye and recognize him in the Hong'an District Battle, Jiang Ye's strength improvement has been a leaps and bounds.

Lu Shisan also nodded, but he was not a combat player himself. Although he felt that the gap was quite large, he didn't feel that it was too big: "By the way, aren't our strange game players with a prophecy system? If you use prophecy and stargazing, can you find the boss?"

Feixiong shook his head. They were no longer the kind of new players, and they also knew some of the strength of the Federation.

It is precisely because of knowing that one or two high-end combat powers cannot solve the big problem. And if you are serious, Jiang Ye's personal strength is better than the mainstay.

The strength of the pig-head butcher lies in his resilience. He feels like he is going to be beaten to death every time, but he miraculously stood up.

This ability to resist beating is the strength of the Pig-Head Butcher. In fact, in terms of ontological combat power, the Pig-Head Butcher's combat power is not outstanding.
Chapter completed!