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Kunos looked at Eric. He didn't understand what the president was thinking. He didn't agree with what Eric said.

The strong can do things that the weak cannot do. This concept is deeply rooted in Kuknos's mind. This is not to be n, he had this concept before entering the Hero Academy.

This is a philosophy he has had since he was a child. This philosophy was inherited from his father, Poseidon, the god of the sea.

"Then do you think there is no point in the existence of Hero Academy?" Kuknos asked.

"No, I didn't say it." Eric said, "Some things and some people are hard to say. We can only take one step at the moment. You said before that you would show your ability. Now I'll give you a chance. , you come with me to investigate Wall Street."

"Do you want to send someone to investigate first?" Kuknos asked.

"No need." Eric said, "It's not like we haven't sent anyone yet. Everyone has lost contact, which means we can only handle this matter personally."

"With two people?"

"That's right, you follow me, this will minimize the casualties."

Eric pointed at Cynos and then at himself.

"Okay, I understand, I finally have something to do." Kuknos said, "But don't you want to meet the President of France?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. He must have something he wants." Eric said, "Delay him all night. Let's see if there are any clues about this matter tonight. I'll call my special plane."

Wall Street District.

Eric and Kuknos found the entrance to the underground boxing ring through the locator. As they walked through the corridor, Eric smelled a pungent smell of blood.

He waved his hand, signaling Kuknos to stop.

"Do you smell it?" Eric asked.

"What do you smell?" Cynos looked at Eric in confusion.

"The smell of blood, here, someone died not long ago." Eric said.

"Why didn't I smell it? I only smelled a smell, but it wasn't the smell of blood, it was like the smell of rotten eggs." Kuknos said.

"This is just a cover-up. If you didn't smell it, it's because you're not as sensitive to the smell of blood as I am." Eric said, "But I smelled it."

A gleam flashed through Eric's eyes, and there seemed to be a faint silver light in his eyes.

"Something definitely happened here not long ago."

"Then we should continue to move forward." Kuknos said, "We can't talk about anything else until we get inside."

"Child, I just remind you to be cautious. We are not in the wrong place. My Special Execution Team No. 36 is very likely to be destroyed here. This smell of blood that cannot even be concealed is definitely not one or two. Dead people can emit it." Eric said coldly.

"Why can you sense the smell of blood to such an extent?" Kuknos asked doubtfully.

"Child, half of my blood is vampire." Eric said, "Just as I can see, your blood is not ordinary either."

Kuknos was stunned. He had never mentioned his own life experience, not even a word about Poseidon, God of the Sea. How could it be that Eric had seen through his life experience?

What a sharp vision is this?

At this moment, Cooknos felt that trusting the American president in front of him was even more difficult than he imagined.

"Really?"

"Kid, remember, this is a place where many people have died, which means that this is a dangerous place. If you don't stay alert, you can easily lose your life." Eric said as he walked inside go.

The corridor has a slope. The further you go, the lower the terrain becomes, and the height difference with the ground gradually widens. By now, Kuknos has completely concluded that this is the so-called underground boxing ring. After all, this is indeed a place in the general public. Go underground.

After walking for about four minutes, a man dressed in black and holding a sniper rifle appeared in front of Kuknos. Kuknos looked at Eric, who took out sunglasses from his pocket and put them on himself. superior.

The man in black frowned. The boxing match inside was still going on. He was the gatekeeper to prevent anyone from sneaking in without buying a ticket.

In fact, you won’t be able to buy tickets midway.

"Who are you?" the man in black asked.