The medium-sized conference room that became a battlefield for superpowers was in a mess. The floor in the center looked like it had been plowed by an excavator. The environmental damage caused by the violent use of silver wire attacks exceeded the psychological expectations of both parties.
The failure to resolve the matter quickly made Jane Yiran's anger rise to a new level again. The lives of Min Yuan and Cheng Taiyi were uncertain. The goal of this trip, "obtaining funds," also became unknown, and the fate of the "black dragon" who caused all this was unknown.
The leader also repeatedly provoked himself.
More silver threads were made into spikes by Jane to attack Mr. Zhao, who was standing between the headless corpses of the two monsters, but this time her method failed to be effective as before.
Mr. Zhao waved the silver metal knife in his hand and sharply cut off all the silver spikes piercing him.
Jane's expression still changed, and she recognized that the silver metal knife in the opponent's hand was a high-frequency weapon. Just now, he had used the sharp blow of this object to chop off the heads of two monsters.
"Are you thinking about what my superpower is?" Mr. Zhao slowly turned the silver metal knife in his hand and said to Jian Yiyi in a confident and teasing tone.
"What can determine the outcome of a battle between superpowers is often the amount of information. I have basically understood your superpowers, but you still know nothing about me. Are you a little panicked in this situation?"
Jane still responded with a calm and calm expression, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, you are already a dead person from the beginning."
"Oh? Is it because I made you angry by attacking your people? I made you lose your mind and fight me no matter what?"
"Make no mistake, you are not the only one who has betrayed your trust." Jane still sneered, "We originally only wanted you to live until the moment the deal was completed."
"Hahahaha..." Mr. Zhao laughed loudly, "You want to use me as a tool? You are a bit immature!"
"It might be a little troublesome for me to kill you alone, but what if I have help?"
"Where are your helpers? Stop bluffing. There are only three of you here. An organization like the Adventist Sect, which has long had a reputation as a street rat, can't even hide in Fuxing City with its tail between its legs.
Want help?" Mr. Zhao was sure that Jane was still deceiving him and didn't believe her words at all.
Jane on the opposite side still snorted after hearing the ridicule. Mr. Zhao only thought that she was exhausted but unwilling to give up. Just when he was about to make the next move, he saw her tilt her head.
The next second, Jane Yiran suddenly changed her voice and shouted tremblingly like a little girl in danger: "Help me! Senior! Stop watching the show!"
Mr. Zhao was stunned and thought to himself, is this man a madman?
Yu Zhesen, who was hiding outside the medium-sized conference room, came out embarrassedly, scratching his head and asked awkwardly: "How did you know I was outside?"
"Nonsense, aren't you just here to deal with them?" After Jane Yiran called out Yu Zhesen, she suddenly felt the pressure relieved, and her tone began to become lively again.
"You are..." Mr. Zhao, who recovered from his surprise, looked at Yu Zhesen warily.
Because Yu Zhesen was standing at the backlit door, he could not immediately recognize that this was the "perfect experimental subject" in his intelligence.
"From the Security Bureau." Yu Zhesen simply threw away the multifunctional baton and prepared to fight.
"Why do people from the Security Bureau mix with cult priests?" Mr. Zhao felt that this was too inconsistent with common sense.
Yu Zhesen was too lazy to explain this, but Jian Yiran, who had been offended before, refused to let go of this opportunity to attack the other party, and replied triumphantly: "Because the relationship between people can transcend camps and positions!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Yu Zhesen retorted to Jian Yiran while approaching.
Jane was still stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Are you so disrespectful..."
"Today is enough to give you face." Yu Zhesen said that he was not targeting her alone, but the entire sect's exile team led by her. "I am not helping you because there is anything between us, just because this guy is me."
enemies."
Jane still nodded helplessly: "Okay, you have principles."
When Mr. Zhao saw that Yu Zhesen's weapon was just a swinging stick, he immediately didn't take him seriously. Compared with the high-frequency weapon in his hand, that thing could be called a prehistoric tool.
What he is more wary of is Jian Yiran, who can control ever-changing silver threads. Jian Yiran has already demonstrated the ability to control living creatures before, so he must be extra careful not to get caught.
This office building is a temporary stronghold rented by the "Black Dragon" organization under the disguise of a leather company. Hiding in a satellite city where the security bureau is weak is the best choice for people like them.
If Jian Yiran and the others hadn't come to negotiate a deal for no apparent reason, he never thought that this stronghold would be exposed.
Although Jane still brought people from the Security Bureau to the door, based on the conflict between their identities and positions, Mr. Zhao was sure that they did not have the support of the Security Bureau. So as long as these two young men were killed, the stronghold would still be safe.
With such calculation, Mr. Zhao ignored Yu Zhesen's approach for a moment, but his keen intuition honed over many years of licking blood from the blade of a knife saved his life, and he almost narrowly avoided the sudden attack of a straight knife that transformed into a multifunctional baton.
However, although Mr. Zhao dodged the straight knife, he could not avoid Yu Zhesen's fluent fighting skills, which was already close to him. Within three moves, he was knocked down by the silver metal knife, and received heavy blows to his cheek, throat and chest.
He was horrified as he staggered back. He had started out as a mercenary and switched to being a killer. He had also gone through hundreds of battles and climbed out of the dead. In addition, he was willing to spend a lot of money to transform himself into a militarized prosthetic body, and his physical performance was far better than ordinary people.
Man, I have never been beaten so badly since my debut.
In terms of strength, reaction, toughness and speed, Mr. Zhao believed that his militarized prosthetic body was not as good as Yu Zhesen in any of them, but there was a very obvious feeling that it was not able to perform well during the fight.
The opponent seemed to have opened his eyes, and every move he made was counted, and all his counterattacks were either interrupted or blocked, which made this battle look like he was being beaten unilaterally.
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"Who...are you?" Mr. Zhao was punched away by Yu Zhesen, smashing the electronic screen behind the rostrum.
"Didn't I tell you, it's from the Security Bureau." Yu Zhesen raised his knife and swung it open, splitting a light panel that fell from above without looking.
"There's no one like you in the Security Bureau..." Mr. Zhao stood up in embarrassment and touched the left side of his face that was cracked and sunken.
Jane still lost no time in launching a psychological offensive: "He didn't lie to you. Even people like me who are not in Fuxing City know that the Iron Dome Hero who saved Qidao City not long ago, don't you watch the news?"
Only then did Mr. Zhao take a closer look at Yu Zhesen's face, who had already arrived in front of the podium. Under the illumination of the face light, he finally saw his opponent clearly and realized his omissions.
"It turns out it was you, the son of the chief director. The person who caused us to fail that night..."
"Correction, An Zhitian is the adoptive father. Also, you didn't fall short that night, but failed completely without even touching the halfway point of the mountain." Yu Zhesen shook his raised index finger at him.
Jane still clasped her hands and put her fingers on her chest very girlishly, her eyes showing exaggerated infatuation: "Senior, you are so handsome, I really want to take you to the Ark now!"
"You're generally handsome. I think the Nuwa is even more handsome when it passes over your heads."
"Senior!" Jane changed her face instantly and gritted her teeth.
Yu Zhesen was pleased with himself: "No one can refuse a fighter jet that can turn into a mecha."
At this moment, strong mist poured out of the exhaust duct in the conference room.
Mr. Zhao, who had his back against the electronic screen, had no intention of using the fog to cover his escape. He arranged his clothes and said to the two people in the audience: "I want to tell you one thing, that is, this place will soon become a supernatural place."
A hell for those who live in it.”
"Just based on these pretentious mist and those stupid monsters? When you were beaten until your nose was bruised and your face was swollen, I had already arranged silver wire at all the entrances and exits, even the ventilation ducts!" Jane still mocked coldly.
Mr. Zhao grinned, and his flattened cheeks made his smile look very scary.
"If you understand the situation clearly, you'd better tell me honestly. Where is my companion?" Jane still threatened, "If you don't answer, it will be the same as turning you into a puppet controlled by silver threads. But it will save you a little pain and I will save a little trouble. Why not
Why not?"
"You are the one who cannot recognize the situation, little girl. Your companions are still alive, but you will soon become the same... walking zombies as them."
The fog became thicker and thicker, and a strange fragrance filled the conference room.
This chapter has been completed!