"Come on, slow down a little, can you still keep walking?"
Lian Cheng was holding on to the wall with one hand and a slender woman in black with the other. The ground was still shaking.
"Hey, it's okay. I can hold on, thank you very much... then turn left."
The woman put one hand on Lian Cheng's shoulder, her left foot twisted into a strange shape from the middle of the tibia, and was obviously broken into three parts. There was blood in her trousers, and a look of pain flashed between her eyebrows, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.
throat.
Liancheng's face still had the same warm smile as before, and he gently helped the woman to walk to the safe house.
Originally, he was following the large army, but when he ran past the toilet, he discovered this woman who accidentally broke her leg.
After all, this was his first time encountering this kind of situation, and Lian Cheng hesitated for a long time between running away and rescuing others.
After much hesitation, Lian Cheng still couldn't just leave her and run away.
They are now on the fourth floor underground, two floors away from the sixth floor underground, and the movement is still so loud. If she is affected by the enemy spies during their escape, this woman with a broken leg will basically not survive.
possible.
Of course, the main reason is the face.
Smelling the faint fragrance of osmanthus with a hint of blood around him, Lian Cheng couldn't help but glance at the woman next to him, feeling quite distracted.
The woman has long hair hanging on her shoulders, her soft and slightly heroic facial features are slightly wrinkled, her teeth are clenched tightly, and a loose black uniform cannot hide her slim and slim figure. She is a rare beauty.
Liancheng's movements became more and more cautious, fearing that walking too fast might cause her wounds.
"Hey, haha, I haven't seen you before...are you new?"
The woman seemed to hear Liancheng's heartbeat gradually getting faster due to nervousness. She felt a little embarrassed and wanted to say something to stir up the topic.
"Huh? Well, that's right. I'm a newcomer. I've only been here for a month and haven't passed the newcomer period yet."
Liancheng seemed a little absent-minded as he walked, with a faint blush on his face.
A little shy.
As he spoke, the big boy showed an apologetic smile on his delicate face.
"Oh, by the way. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Lian Cheng. I mean Lian for connections and Cheng for honesty."
"My name is Wen Daoyun, from Team 7."
The woman also endured the pain and introduced herself with a smile.
As the two talked, they slowly moved towards the safe house, and the vibrations on the ground became smaller and smaller as time went by.
At a corner, the two people suddenly stopped.
In the passage in front of him, a tall man with a dark complexion stood in the middle.
It was Captain Lan and Lan Qingdong whom Han Baiyi and the others saw in the hall.
Behind him, there were Liu Zhi and He Chiye.
Other team members were arranged at the exits of several other passages to intercept.
Lan Qingdong is extremely tall, about 1.9 meters tall. His muscular body stretches the loose black uniform tightly. He has a Chinese-shaped face and a thin, slim crop on his head.
At this time, he was crossing his arms and standing straight in front of the two of them.
His voice was hoarse and low, muffled, like thunder in the clouds.
"Repent."
His eyes looked directly at Lian Cheng, who was supporting Wen Daoyun.
Lian Cheng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.
Seeing his confused look, Lan Qingdong stretched out his arm and clicked the buttons on the wrist wheel. A three-dimensional comparison picture appeared in front of several people.
It is the contrasting image of Liancheng and Tangze Wulian City.
"Your identity has been exposed, Tangze Wulian City." Lan Qingdong glanced at Wen Daoyun and grinned, "You still know how to find a hostage, but you are self-aware and know that you have been exposed."
As soon as the three-dimensional picture appeared, Lian Cheng froze on the spot.
What's going on? What kind of high technology is this? Why is there my photo on it? Who is that next to it?
A series of questions flashed in my mind.
However, Wen Daoyun next to him reacted faster than him. The arm that was originally supporting him rolled up, and the seemingly broken calf suddenly exerted force, and the whole body was immediately hung up. His hands instantly completed the cross on the neck, and the left leg was rolled up to the waist.
With his body fixed, Lian Cheng immediately lost his balance and had no ability to resist.
At a glance, I saw that my left leg was straight and slender, with no signs of breakage.
The two fell to the metal ground with a thud.
The whole process was silent. The muscles on Wen Daoyun's slender arms bulged, and Liancheng's face was immediately turned purple.
Lan Qingdong said with sarcasm: "Unfortunately, you didn't expect that your hostage is a Special Branch captain from Tiandu."
Wen Daoyun's eyes were cold, his hands became harder and harder, his head was close to Liancheng's ear, and his pair of narrow beautiful eyes were like a snake staring at the prey he was entangled with.
After hearing Lan Qingdong's words, Lian Cheng glanced at Wen Daoyun in disbelief, and then immediately started struggling.
However, how could his strength compare to that of a captain-level warrior? His vigorous struggle only consumed oxygen in his body faster. His tightly strangled trachea had almost no room for air circulation, and the more he struggled, the weaker he became.
His hands were plucking randomly in the air, trying to grab something, and his legs were kicking hard on the ground, making a harsh sound when the soles of the shoes rubbed against the metal.
Liancheng's head shook with difficulty, as if he wanted to speak and explain to them that he was not a spy.
But all the struggles were in vain. As time passed slowly, his movements became smaller and smaller, and the strength of his struggle almost disappeared.
Lan Qingdong grinned.
I don't know what I'm proud of.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden sharp pain in the back.
A black stick, thin at the front and thick at the back, about half a meter long, was stuck straight into Lan Qingdong's vest.
On the black stick, there are extremely thin and light spiritual lines.
There is light on the lines.
Liu Zhi held the end of the black stick with a calm expression, and twisted the black stick hard inside Lan Qingdong's body.
"Ahhhhh"
Before Lan Qingdong could react, a stinging sensation suddenly came from the black stick.
Stimulated by the severe pain of the black stick, Lan Qingdong screamed loudly. His original hoarse and low voice turned sharp during the scream. The clever lines on the black stick spread rapidly on his body, forming a series of shapes.
black texture.
Lan Qingdong, who was originally tall, quickly shriveled up and became dehydrated under the black stick pattern. He seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, with his eyes bulging high.
Only a slightly abrupt and huge spherical body remained on the abdomen, like a mummy of a pregnant woman that had long been dehydrated.
At this time, Lan Qingdong's abdomen was bulging high, the skin on the surface was covered with bloodshot eyes, and the shape was indescribably hideous.
The situation in front of me was so eerie and strange that it made people feel terrified.
There was no expression on Liu Zhi's face with a fairy air and dark circles under his eyes.
However, He Chiye beside him could no longer hold back his anger. His nails were dug into his flesh and bleeding. There was a string of bulging veins on his arms from the back of his fist to his forearm. His eyes were almost red, but he was strong.
Calm yourself.
Liu Zhi waved his arm holding the black stick, and the skin of Lan Qingdong's vest tore instantly, revealing the sharp tip of the black stick.
thump.
A curled-up naked human body fell to the ground, and its whole body was tightly wrapped by the dense patterns unique to black sticks.
The dark and shriveled face like a skinny monkey was full of horror, and his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't figure out how he was discovered.
Lan Qingdong's tall and shriveled body was frozen in place. The torn vest was drained of blood and there was nothing visible inside.
Obviously, it has been hollowed out.
Liu Zhi turned a blind eye and said calmly:
"Elijah Moxon,
Member of the 13th District of the Pacific Federation,
Code name, puppet."
The thin black man struggled desperately on the ground, but he could not break away from the black stick lines on his body. His body bounced on the ground, and the spiritual light on the surface kept flashing, showing that his spiritual power level was higher than that of ordinary people. However,
He was still locked in place, and the black stick pattern remained motionless.
Wen Daoyun and Liancheng got up from the ground. Liancheng, whose face was turned purple from being strangled, sat up, rubbed his neck with difficulty, and coughed repeatedly.
Although Wen Daoyun had just told him that it was an act, Liancheng still had the illusion that he was almost strangled.
Seeing the black man crawling out of Lan Qingdong's body, Lian Cheng couldn't help but feel horrified.
Wen Daoyun's face was expressionless, and he reached out and took out a delicate machine from Lan Qingdong's body. He didn't know what it was used for.
Ta-ta.
His footsteps hit the metal floor.
He Chiye looked calm as he snatched the pointed black stick from Liu Zhi's hand and stepped forward. He seemed to have no human emotions at all.
However, the more suppressed something is, the more powerful it will be when it breaks out.
For example, anger.
'laugh'
Bang!
The black stick plunged into the black man's thigh with such force that even the metal ground was deeply dented, and the thigh muscles and bones were instantly shattered.
"ah"
Elijah suddenly let out a piercing scream, the severe pain tortured his nerves, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.
He Chiye's expression was no longer calm, and even looked extremely ferocious.
The voice almost jumped out from between the teeth, word by word: