Those icv members left the bachelor's home and rushed towards Li Tingwei one after another.
Li Tingwei quickly stepped forward, blocked the door with his body, and knocked down several icv members with electricity one after another. Some people were charred and black, lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. Some people were in pain.
He was curled up on the ground, his whole body twitching.
Li Tingwei's palms kept flashing with electric light, and the lights in the room began to flicker on and off. Although several icv members were not injured, they were sweating, looked frightened, and did not dare to take a step forward.
Clone No. 22 took out a pistol. He looked at the trembling men with contempt and said sternly: "No one is allowed to retreat! ICV cannot tolerate useless people!"
One of the icv members' back was tense and his palms were covered with sticky cold sweat. During a mission, he once saw the ghost eye kill a member who tried to escape. The survival rule in icv is strict.
Obey the orders of the ghost, and never give up. People who cannot play their role are not even qualified to live in icv.
The icv member was facing Li Tingwei, but he seemed to feel the cold eyes cast on him. He tremblingly raised his gun and aimed it at Li Tingwei's head.
However, before he had time to pull the trigger, Li Tingwei noticed him. The dazzling lightning suddenly lit up. He was hit by Li Tingwei mercilessly with electricity and suddenly fell to the ground.
Qu Mai took advantage of Li Tingwei's gaze to temporarily shift to that person and immediately pulled the trigger.
Li Tingwei dodged quickly, but was accidentally hit on the shoulder. Blood poured out from his wound one after another, staining his clothes. He clutched his shoulder in pain and staggered back a few steps.
step.
Clone No. 22 looked at him and said in a somewhat regretful tone: "It would be great if people with superpowers like you could be used by us. Together we can intimidate the world and stand at the top of the world.
It's a pity that although you are very capable, your brain is weak."
Li Tingwei said nothing, just stared at him warily. He suddenly raised his hand, and electricity appeared in his palm again.
Clone No. 22 dodged quickly, and the wall diagonally behind him was hit by electricity, leaving a black mark. He suddenly raised his hand, revealing a pocket reagent gun.
Li Tingwei was so nervous that his heart beat like a drum. He quickly stepped back, but was still hit by a tiny silver needle in the thigh.
Clone No. 22 said coldly: "That's it, Li Tingwei, you'd better stop struggling."
Li Tingwei pulled out the silver needle on his leg and threw it to the ground. He tried his best to use his powers, and the lightning in his palm flickered intermittently. He roared, and the lightning flashed suddenly, but failed to hit clone No. 22.
, but hit an icv member behind him.
Li Tingwei realized that his powers began to become weaker and weaker, and gradually only his fingertips could still emit a little subtle light. He lost too much blood, his face became paler, and his lips gradually lost their color.
Li Xiaohan, who was hiding in the room, listened nervously to the sounds outside. He trembled and said, "Mom, what's going on? Will they kill us? Will dad be in danger?"
His mother was also so frightened that she held her son's arm tightly and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine, it will be fine..." She said that, but don't say it was comfort.
Her son was dead, she couldn't even comfort herself, her body had started to tremble non-stop.
Clone No. 22 standing outside stared at the closed door and said quietly: "Your wife and children are hiding in the house now, right?"
Li Tingwei rushed to the door of the room and blocked the door tightly with his body. He stared at clone No. 22 and said angrily: "Don't come over!"
Clone No. 22 simply raised the gun and pulled the trigger mercilessly. Li Tingwei's legs were pierced by bullets, and blood flowed out. He wailed and knelt on the ground in pain. His neck was bulging.
There were blue veins on his face and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Clone No. 22 looked at Li Tingwei indifferently and pushed him aside. "No one can stop me."
He fired several shots at the door in front of him, and the old door instantly became riddled with holes. The terrified screams of Li Xiaohan and his mother could be heard.
Li Tingwei endured the pain and climbed to the side of clone No. 22 with difficulty. He hugged the clone's leg and said excitedly: "Stop! Don't hurt my family..." The blood on his hands was stained with clone 22.
On the clone's trousers and shoes.
"Take your dirty hands away!" Clone No. 22 bent down and glared at the weak Li Tingwei fiercely. He said sarcastically: "Tell me about you. If you had known this, why did you do it in the first place? You
If you had chosen to stay in the icv and work for us, now you and your family would be in a prosperous world, and you could eat well and drink hot food, instead of living a poor life in this shabby house."
Li Tingwei was kicked away by clone No. 22. He lay weakly on the ground, groaning in pain. Blood was still pouring out from his wounds, staining the tiles under him.
He stretched out his hand in the direction of clone No. 22 with difficulty, and the blood on his fingertips fell on the ground drop by drop. "I beg you, please let go of my wife and children, okay? What do you want to do with me?
No matter what, I won't resist even if you chop me into pieces, I just beg you to let my family live."
Clones No. 22 listened to his pleading words and sneered: "Hey, I thought you were quite tough, but I didn't expect you to bow to me so quickly." He stepped on Li Tingwei's injured leg.
, his eyes were a little sinister.
Li Tingwei groaned feebly and almost fainted from the pain.
The painful groans and the taunting words of No. 22 reached Li Xiaohan's ears. He gritted his teeth and stared at the riddled door in front of him, clenching his fists angrily. He rushed to the desk and opened it.
I found a utility knife in the drawer.
"Xiaohan, what are you doing? Don't go out, you can't go out!" His mother stopped him anxiously. However, Li Xiaohan had already made up his mind. He tried hard to control his panic and kicked open the bedroom door.
Clone No. 22 looked at the young man who rushed out of the room and said: "You are young, but you are quite courageous. Yes, at least you are not a coward."
Li Xiaohan rushed to his father who was lying in a pool of blood. He looked at the bleeding wound uneasily and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, please don't let anything happen."
