"Quick! This way, follow me. There are injured people over there."
Da da da, da da da, multiple footsteps ran in the direction of the fire accompanied by shouts, while faint explosions were still heard from time to time not far away. I am afraid that the surrounding flammable and explosive materials caused a chain explosion. Wendy sighed and took care of the wound on her leg so that it would not be visible at a glance. Like a normal person, she anxiously walked toward the entrance of Alley No. 9 where the union was located. Even if she was not particularly clear about the structure of the dark alley, those
The moving flow of people all come from the same direction.
As for the outpost troops, which were all silenced by her, and in such a chaotic situation, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the union to find her among them in a short period of time. After all, the number of special operations personnel is probably only sporadic among the unions with many ordinary people, so now they only need to maintain
Just touch it secretly.
If the union really makes a big move because of her, then it will have to wait until the next moment to make plans, or if it doesn't work, just force a break.
Wendy made up her mind and walked forward, but her eyes were inevitably a little erratic, not only because of Taylor's call, but also because of the people around her.
After briefly escaping from danger, Wendy realized a problem.
There is such a team in a prejudiced area like a dark alley. The workers in the union are not as lazy and sleepy as they usually appear, but have a clear division of labor. Their words just now were more filled with fear than fear.
Sincere eagerness.
To be honest, Wendy has seen cases of knife robbery and hostage-taking in the Carre District. Although the police officers' actions are orderly, pay attention to rules, methods, and press forward step by step, they are not as fiery and insistent as this place.
To put it bluntly, the two are like the difference between rescuing a loved one and rescuing a hostage.
Although the former seemed a little concerned and it was not a smart move, it made Wendy feel a little moved at the moment.
Continuing to walk inside, just as she had imagined, she arrived at the entrance of Alley No. 9 without setting up any checkpoints to screen identities. Everything in the union is focused on efficiency.
People walked in and out of the union door, and people carrying stretchers came and went. Although there was no dedicated person to maintain order, everyone moved in an orderly manner and quickly, and workers with convenient legs and feet who did not have heavy items on hand could climb in and out through the windows to free up the precious central passage. p>
But such a tacit order made Wendy frown.
Soon I climbed through the window and entered the union. People were coming and going inside, and from time to time someone looked at me strangely.
Entering the interior, Wendy's night clothes seemed incompatible with their work clothes, but not many people paid attention to it. They just avoided it intentionally or unintentionally, with an impatient face, but no one cared.
Wendy still couldn't react at this point. I'm afraid the president had already discovered her, but why did he ignore her? Shouldn't the person being attacked be emergency when he came? Or did he run away in advance?
Thinking of this, Wendy stopped pretending and grabbed a worker who was about to run past.
"What are you doing!? Go up the stairs to the fourth floor. The president's room is at the end on the left hand side."
Wendy was just about to threaten and question the other party, but the strong man roared and suddenly shook off the restrained Wendy, and left directly like a barrage of fire.
"Ah...thank you"
Wendy was stunned for a moment and subconsciously expressed her gratitude, but her heart was beating wildly.
Not only because of the unexpected attitude of the other party, but also because everyone understands his purpose. I am afraid that the [Lover] administrator is here, and the people around him...
"Impossible, impossible..."
Wendy shook her head violently to dispel the idea that everyone around her was being controlled. After all, there is no formation here and there are too many people here even for ordinary people, which is impossible.
Anyway, go to the president’s room first.
After making up her mind, Wendy took action directly. The crowd's active avoidance allowed her to move quickly, but even the people carrying the patients would let her go first with resentful eyes. Feeling somewhat guilty, she rushed upstairs.
Turn left and push open the door of the president's room.
The person sitting in front of him was just an ordinary uncle. He put his hands on his forehead and frowned. When he saw Wendy's sudden intrusion, he spread his hands and leaned back and asked tentatively
"Ms. Osman Wendy?"
Wendy stared coldly at the man in front of her and scanned the surroundings of the room. Just because there was no manipulation on the outside did not mean that it was the same on the inside. Such habitual tactics had killed many people.
[Thunder] The rapid dissociation of elements does not have any extra arrangements at the elemental level, and as for the formation, she has no sense at all. At least she is confident that she can escape immediately before starting it.
Wendy looked at the middle-aged man with tired eyes and asked
"Where's the administrator?"
"Ah? What administrator? Just wait until I think about it..."
The uncle was a little surprised, then he held his forehead with his hand, and soon he still looked at Wendy with some trouble.
"Well, I know you are coming, but who is the administrator you are talking about? Can you explain anything clearly? I can't remember..."
"You sent someone to intercept me, do you still want to pretend to be innocent? The mechanical order outside should be the work of the administrator. I don't know what you are doing, and I have no time to care about you now.
I can only tell you that there is something strange underground in Lenk City and it is related to management. Time is very tight.
Tell me where the administrator is? Otherwise, when the weirdness is born in the old city, it will radiate around and everyone will be finished."
The middle-aged man just pressed his forehead and murmured
"Cut you...administrator...weird...old city...ah, I seem to remember it.
That...it's not that I want to intercept you. The order I gave them is to catch the people who sneaked into the dark alleys and test them appropriately. I'm afraid my men were a little reckless. They were a little swollen after being strengthened by the flesh. I hope you can
Understand.
Also, we are just protecting ourselves and have no intention of doing anything. After all, it is not easy for ordinary people to unite together.
The power given by the bishop allows everyone to truly unite, so that we can barely survive in the dark alley... Sigh...
Found it. I don’t know the underground weirdness you mentioned.”
The man's hand was still pressed against his head, but his words were fluent and not as muddled as before. But as his eyes suddenly trembled, his voice became smaller and smaller, and became more and more blurry
"But I can be sure that there is no...administrator in the dark alley, or anyone can...anyone can be the...administrator."
"Wait! Make it clear! Don't!"
Wendy was a little panicked when she saw his state, and wanted to step forward to do something, but the man opened his eyes again when he closed them!
At this moment, the fatigue in his expression has disappeared, and there is a touch of holiness uncontaminated by the world in his clear pupils.
Wendy leaned against the door in a daze, and elements began to gather in her hands. Her intuition told her that she must leave here immediately!
"First meeting, Wendy, the darling of fate, don't be so hostile. He didn't lie to you. The ones who control Qihao and Siman are never the orders of a certain person, but the specially prepared elemental communication. That's why it is said that anyone can be
Administrator."
The voice at this moment was like a tranquilizer, calming Wendy's inner panic...
The element in Wendy's hand dissipated, and the fear disappeared with it. She even felt that it was a bit rude to lean against the door, so she unconsciously adjusted her posture and bowed to ask
"Excuse me, ma'am?"
"Ona, let's call him a bishop.
I'm sorry for what the hardliners have put you through. In fact, there are differences within plastic demolition. I hate their approach. People should be slowly guided to the right path, but they went astray. Alas... maybe this is also human nature.
One.
Sit down, kid, let’s talk about specially compiled element communications.”