The sunlight is pouring down, illuminating the shimmering reflection on the building.

Extending along the building, the sound of water flowing came from the pipes in the corner of the wall, and the sewage flowing inside the pipes entered the sewage.

Deeper below.

It is a passage full of fluorescent green light. When people walk inside, they can clearly hear the sound of metal bumps. A man holding a gun and wearing a white uniform, walking through the patrol route.

The eyes were vigilantly swept through the nearby automatic doors full of metal texture. Each door had a control system that integrated retina, face shape and sound scanning.

Every time the red light flashes and turns into a green light, there are people with legal identities entering and exiting from it.

Perhaps after taking a look, the security guard left here and went to the next patrol site.

The field of view extends, and in the gap of a mechanical door that is about to close, the scenery unfolds towards the bright underground room.

The bright lights illuminate the entire test area like daylight, and what comes into view is a tingling picture. In the huge space, countless liquid-filled cultivation tanks stand high on top of instruments.

Around, a large number of scientific researchers wearing antibacterial clothing were busy, some holding pens and books looking at the instruments under the cultivation tank, recording various data on the experimental subjects inside.

Another part gathered nearby and discussed the experimental steps in groups of three or three.

Amid the slightest sound of words, the guard with a gun stood behind the guardrail on the second floor to pay attention. He heard the sound of walking past the railway on the second floor, and he turned his head and then bowed.

The old man with a cane walked past here with a man with a big back and a straight suit.

"Zhengxu, look, the first god is about to be born..."

When Shun Shou walked in front and whispered this softly to the man behind, excitement appeared in his muddy eyes. He had never thought that the god would be born in his hands. This was a fanaticism that he had never experienced before.

The man following him was named Tsuruchida. For the so-called god-inspired interest, as a psychic, these cloned human bodies and some deformities are just some ideals in front of him.

In Tsuruchida's eyes, it is actually a group of artificially created superpowers.

Below, a researcher walked up and bowed his head in front of the old man, "President, you are ready."

"Um."

Shouming Xun nodded, sent the man away, turned around and looked at Tsuruchida behind him.

"There is no problem here. Go up and take Chen Jun's daughter to China together, bring the red stone back, and you can't leave that money to foreigners, just that."

"Hayi!" the man nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, the old man suddenly called him: "There is an accident in Kashima Shrine. Please pay more attention to the people in the building."

Tsuruchida frowned.

"The president is too cautious. That group of people should have just been for the cultural relics. If they were for us, it would be unreasonable to rob the shrine."

"Be careful."

"Yes, I will arrange everything to leave."

After saying that, Tsuruchida left the space full of discomfort. Seeing the mechanical door close, he took a few of his subordinates to the top floor of the building with him in the elevator.

The elevator door slowly opened, and a security guard in a black uniform in the aisle quickly bowed down, and his shiny leather shoes walked over from his drooping eyes.

On the wide office floor, stepping on the soft carpet, Tsuruta stretched out his arms and showed a sick smile on his serious face, "Xi Jiang, do you miss me?"

At the other end of the field of vision, the little girl who was originally pressing the floor-to-ceiling window heard this and turned around suddenly, leaning against the glass, her big eyes flashed with fear. She looked at the man getting closer and closer, so she buried her little face and squatted on the red carpet with her head in her arms.

However, nothing happened.

Standing in front of the window, Tsuruchida was putting his hands in his pockets, tilting his head, and staring blankly at the window of the building.

"What's going on outside?"

Then, someone bowed his head on the sofa and said, "It's Yasukuni Shrine. It was burned this morning and there were explosions. The police are still pursuing the suspect."

"A bunch of idiots, the Yasukuni Shrine was almost burned a few times and has not grown yet." Tsuruchida chuckled, stretched out his hand, supported the glass window, and murmured: "......It has nothing to do with us, but it's better to be careful and make everyone in the building alert."

Looking outside.

In the distance, the black smoke filled the city.

And, after crossing the buildings, something seemed to be tilting in the view.

Where he could not see, the commercial street where police cars were parked urgently in a distance had completely become chaotic, with cracked roads and panicked passers-by running around.

Just in the police car, when someone came down with a gun, an explosion occurred on both sides of the street in front. A huge amount of white dust rushed out of the alley and spread in the middle of the street. The injured building also swayed in the explosion for a few times, and a terrifying scream echoed from the inside.

"Be careful, there are gangs who are setting fires nearby!"

The policeman who got off the bus looked around with the car, garbage can, and street lights as bunkers. Occasionally, someone looked up at his head, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his gun and pointed it at it.

"There is a strange person on it-"

Above, on the guardrail of a building, a crazi rat with his feet hanging on the air took out a lighter, lit the gasoline bottle in his hand, swayed it in his hand, and reached outside the building.

"The gift is here."

As the whispered sound fell, his hand relaxed, and the bottle containing gasoline flew down with flames.

Below, when several island policemen were about to rush upstairs with guns, someone suddenly saw something falling in the sky. The moment when the bright flames came into his eyes, he turned to see the dust that was filled with air just a few steps away, and suddenly pulled past his colleague nearest.

"Do not-"

He pulled his colleague's figure and rushed out to the other side. When he fell down, he heard a snap sound from behind him, and the sound of the bottle breaking, and then a huge flame rose into the sky.

When the dust was rolled over, the policeman who had already rushed to the ground was blown out by the air waves that were blown out several times.

The remaining two colleagues who had not had time to leave flew out directly in his rolling vision, or were wrapped in the burst of fire.

"Ah...ahhhhhh--"

The body wrapped in flames made the most shrill scream, then fell to the ground and rolled wildly. The other policemen who were hiding around, in the car and outside the car ran towards him, took off their uniforms outside to help put out the fire.

Just like hell, someone clasped his hands together and prayed silently.

On the two adjacent streets, lightning flashed. On the street, police cars chasing fires ignited and hit the shops on the street. Some collapsed completely. Some were dragged back by their colleagues with their broken legs. More, they were still in the collapsed car body, and sticky blood flowed out from the gap.

Almost half of the surrounding building windows disappeared, debris were scattered everywhere, and the road was covered with small holes with potholes, like a shot from the front by a giant troll.

"Support is needed...the other party has weapons of mass destruction...requests the special service team to reinforce!"

An island policeman with blood on his face lay on the side of the open car door and pulled out the communicator and shouted loudly. The direction he looked at, the roof of the not-far-distance building flashed again...

at the same time.

Getting rid of the small truck that was chasing, driving into the vicinity of Akihabara, and parked the car in an inconspicuous corner. Xia Yi took the straight knife snatched from the Kashima Shrine and patted the car door.

"Just wait for me here, go back."

"Lao Yi, then be careful!" The fat man shouted at the lowered car window on the other side.

The back, which had turned around and left, waved toward the tallest building there with Zhou Jin.

There are too many anime role-playing people here. I am not very concerned about Xia Yi, who is carrying a sword of more than two meters long. On the contrary, I will guess that the other party is playing the anime.

Walking through a street, after a moment, walk towards the guard room next to the gate.

At this time, when someone poked his head out to ask the two people who suddenly came in, he then slammed his fist on his forehead, fell backwards, sat back on the chair, tilted his head, and fainted.

Not far away, several office men and women were stunned when they saw this scene, watching a man and a woman walking to the automatic door of the lobby on the first floor with weapons.

The door opened, and there was a Japanese yelling, "Who are you?"

A guard in black uniform strode over.

On this side, Xia Yi threw the knife to Zhou Jin and said lightly: "Have the time." The moment he suddenly reached out and pinched the other person's neck. With his other hand, he quickly took out the pistol from the other person's waist, pushed the guard's chin, and pulled the trigger neatly.

Wow—

Steps past the fallen corpse.

The screams in the office hall also echoed at this moment.

An island woman in O's clothing stood up from her desk in horror, walked away quickly with high heels, some ran off their shoes, fell on the smooth floor, and some hid in the corner, under the table, looking at the two figures strolling over there, her body couldn't help but tremble.

And, slowly closing the elevator door gap.

The man's redness and cold eyes.
Chapter completed!