In the warehouse in the west end, a new batch of "slaves" were escorted into the warehouse.
The receiving process is the same as usual. Guardians of the new humans rarely guard against shackled slaves, let alone the old humans whose physique is several times weaker than that of the new humans.
They took a special knife and made a small incision on each person's arm, and the wounds were not healed, confirming their old human identities. After that, they only proposed Ding Qiuyun and Gu Xinzhi and escorted them to the higher-level A bank, and everyone else to the B bank.
On the way to the basement dragging the heavy chains, Ding Qiuyun said: "If Deputy Gu had promised to surrender to the new humans early, he would not have fallen to this point."
Gu Xinzhi glanced at Ding Qiuyun: "Now say this?"
Ding Qiuyun sneered: "Ha."
Gu Xinzhi asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Ding Qiuyun said: "The leader of Xiaogu has become a prisoner."
Gu Xinzhi asked back, "Is this what Captain Ding wants?"
Ding Qiuyun shook the shackles on his hands: "Almost."
Gu Xinzhi concealed the smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's good."
A new human being in charge of the escort is happy to see two destitute people scolding and complaining about each other. He even likes to put a small amount of food in the prison, and sees the old human beings who were once well-dressed fighting for a small profit.
This kind of painless dialogue between the two obviously could not satisfy his desire. So he kicked Ding Qiuyun's lower back.
Ding Qiuyun knelt down on one knee, the new wound on his chest was pulled, and his brows were slightly twisted.
In order to avoid hurting Ding Qiuyun, Gu Xinzhi, who was handcuffed by the same chain as him, rushed forward, and happened to meet his fleeting expression of pain.
The new human, A, didn't know whether to live or die, and said with a smile: "Noisy, keep arguing. ... You, stand up."
He slapped Xia Gu Xinzhi on the back of the head, raised his foot and stepped on Ding Qiuyun's shoulder recklessly, and said to Ding Qiuyun, "You have a lot of weird words, let someone walk you to the dungeon... Climb quickly."
Companion B, who is a new human, is a little disgusted by this: "Stop playing, throw them in early, and finish things early. It's time to hand over in another 20 minutes."
A grinning: "Look how fun it is to walk the dog."
Yi walked up to Ding Qiuyun with disapproval, trying to pull him up: "Don't pretend to be dead, you..."
At this moment, Ding Qiuyun and Gu Xinzhi moved at the same time.
Ding Qiuyun slammed his head into Yi's lower abdomen, and when he was out of balance, he quickly hooked the gun belt on his sloping back with the toes of his left foot.
Ding Qiuyun stepped on the gun body under his feet, knocked his right foot to the ground, and a sharp sharp blade automatically popped out from the toe, pointing straight at his throat like a dagger.
And Gu Xinzhi directly wrapped the iron chain that bound the two hands around Jia's neck.
The chain was heavy and thorny, and Gu Xinzhi's neck was twisted off before A could cry out!
… To kill a new human completely, you can only cause irreparable damage in a short period of time, so in general, decapitation and burning are the most effective.
A burst of warmth splashed onto Ding Qiuyun's face.
Without turning his head, he wiped the blood from his cheek with his shoulder.
With blood on his face, Gu Xinzhi kicked the rambunctious head aside, walked to the side of the new human being B, who was so shocked that he couldn't even scream, tilted his head and looked at it, as if thinking. How should he die.
Ding Qiuyun spat out a hairpin from his mouth and said vaguely, "Don't kill it. Keep it."
Hearing this, Gu Xinzhi really put away the killing intent in his eyes, and only removed his chin, cutting off the possibility of the other party asking for help.
Ding Qiuyun leaned down, held a hairpin in his mouth, inserted it into the keyhole and twitched it gently.
Before coming, they had practiced many times in the car, and the chains they used were also the most old-fashioned. Needless to say, Ding Qiuyun, who taught them how to unlock locks, after a few practice sessions, Sun Bin was able to master lock unlocks proficiently.
Ding Qiuyun's hands were all blood gushing from the neck cavity of the armor, which was a little greasy, which directly affected the progress of unlocking.
Ding Qiuyun complained, "My hands are all soiled by you."
… The subtext is, don’t do this in front of me or my players in the future.
Gu Xinzhi thought for a while and said, "I'll pay attention next time."
… His answer was, yes.
Ding Qiuyun leaned on a hairpin and untied the shackles of the two of them before putting away the dagger on his toes, picking up the gun that fell on the ground, and motioning for Gu Xinzhi to pick up the limp new human being B.
He turned to go to A's body to search for anything of value, while Gu Xinzhi pressed B and asked, "Is there anyone guarding the warehouse?"
After getting a negative answer, he asked again: "When opening the door, is it facial recognition, iris recognition, or just take the key to open the door?"
Because the mouth could not be closed, a string of saliva flowed down from the mouth of New Human B.
In extreme fear, he tremblingly compared three.
… There is not such a cumbersome procedure, just take the key to open the door.
While speaking, Ding Qiuyun also found the key from A, and shook Gu Xinzhi silently, then walked to B and smiled gently: "Thank you."
Immediately, he covered B's mouth, took out a dose of injection from the side of his boot, and pierced it directly into B's carotid artery.
This medicine was made by Sister Lu, who is also a new human being. In terms of purity, it is enough to anesthetize a cow, but for new human beings, it can at most allow them to sleep for eight or nine minutes.
After confirming that B was completely lethargic, Gu Xinzhi consciously picked up the person and carried it on his back.
Ding Qiuyun didn't say anything to him, looked at the monitor on one side of the wall where the red light signal was off, and patted the footprints on his shoulder.
Since they entered this slave warehouse, the signal of this warehouse has been blocked by Sun Bin.
After calculating the time, Sun Yan and the others should also start.
Before the separation, Ding Qiuyun's only requirement for them was to solve all the troubles they encountered without causing riots and not using guns.
When walking to Dungeon A with Ding Qiuyun, Gu Xinzhi said, "You really don't worry about them."
Ding Qiuyun: "They can do it."
"I've seen their abilities many times, but that's all." Gu Xinzhi looked sideways at Ding Qiuyun, with a firm tone, "The only one who can work with you is me. Is there anyone in your team who can do what I do? ?"
Ding Qiuyun said bluntly: "I believe in your ability to kill. I just don't believe in you."
Gu Xinzhi's heart shrank when he was stabbed by the straightforward words, and cold sweat broke out from the back of his heart, the pain was unbearable, and his voice became cold: "You..."
However, Ding Qiuyun didn't care about his feelings at all. He looked at him or not, and only used a small thermal locator to calculate how far they were from their destination.
Gu Xinzhi's raised breath was let down little by little, and in the end, there was only a faint pain in his chest.
He heard himself calling him: "Qiuyun."
Ding Qiuyun should be very emotionless: "Well."
Gu Xinzhi said, "You have to admit, I'm a good gun."
Ding Qiuyun said, "Well, you are."
"I'm very useful."
"Yes, it's okay."
Gu Xinzhi stared at Ding Qiuyun: "So, take care of me before I get damaged."
Ding Qiuyun looked up at him and nodded slightly: "Yes. I have always loved weapons. But I don't like weapons that can fire on their own."
Gu Xinzhi smiled lightly and stopped talking.
As long as you still find me useful, that's fine.
… until you identify with me, I will be your best, one-of-a-kind weapon.
061 observed Gu Xinzhi's expression, not without worry: "Is it really okay to stimulate him like this?"
Chi Xiaochi didn't change his face: "He just wants to be a special existence here in Ding Qiuyun, and wants to be unique to Ding Qiuyun. Well, I will give him this uniqueness."
In the past, it was a unique lover; now, it is a unique weapon.
Chi Xiaochi knew that people like Gu Xinzhi had an unpredictable mind, and if he wasn't sure, he would devour himself, so Chi Xiaochi induced him and gave him a hopeless hope.
While guarding the surroundings, he chatted with 061: "Ding Qiuyun used to treat him as a person, but he didn't want to be a human being; now it's not that easy to be a human being."
When the warehouse door was opened with the key, the sudden light made all those whose feet were locked by the long chains instinctively hide in the darkness, making a harsh clanging sound.
Gu Xinzhi gently tossed the unconscious new human down the steps.
Many people took advantage of the light to recognize that the one who was thrown to the ground was one of the people responsible for guarding them, and immediately began to whisper.
Gu Xinzhi frowned slightly.
He didn't know how to explain their intentions in this situation. He was not used to playing the role of the savior, so he had to turn his attention to Ding Qiuyun.
Ding Qiuyun pointed at the person on the ground, and his face was not too lustrous, and he showed his identity succinctly: "We are also old human beings. If you want to go out, stand up. If you don't want to go out, cover your face and don't move in place. We respect Everyone's opinion, only take away those who are willing to go."
Soon, a group of people stood up staggeringly, while another group of people squatted on the spot, covering their faces without moving.
Seeing this, Gu Xinzhi pursed his lips and sighed softly.
At any time, there will always be those who feel that the pleasures of slavery are more worthwhile than the freedom of wandering.
Ding Qiuyun, however, respected the choices of these people, and glanced at Gu Xinzhi: "Unlock."
The shackles of the first person they rescued were fastened on the ankle of the new human being B.
Gu Xinzhi learned anything faster than ordinary people. After trying it a few times, the speed of unlocking even caught up with Ding Qiuyun. Ding Qiuyun simply slowed down the progress of unlocking on his own side and made a simple classification of the slaves. .
Those with combat experience and good health are grouped into a separate group, those with combat experience but minor injuries are grouped together, and are responsible for protecting and caring for those who are more seriously injured or have no combat experience or ability at all.
After a brief summary and classification, Ding Qiuyun took off the new human's work uniform and put it on himself. At the same time, he turned his head and said, "Within the range."
Gu Xinzhi freed a person from the shackles: "Huh?"
"Twenty minutes are almost here."
If someone else heard Ding Qiuyun's words, they would have to be stunned for a while before they could understand what he meant, but Gu Xinzhi just nodded slightly and walked out.
Ding Qiuyun instructed afterward: "Deputy Gu, do your work a little more neatly."
Gu Xinzhi pressed the corner of his lips: "Yes, Team Ding."
When Sun Yan and the others led a group of slaves and walked up the other passage, they were staggered by the bloody smell coming from their faces.
Gu Xinzhi lit a few incense burners and turned on the ventilation fan. He was sitting at the computer in the closed front desk of the hotel, his blood-stained right hand was holding a misty cigarette, and his left hand was casually lighting on the keyboard. Pressing, leaving a trail of undried blood, two military daggers were crossed in the sheepskin scabbard on the back and slung on the back waist.
Judging from the scene, there should have been a fierce fighting here just now, but there was no blood or corpses on the ground, and there were traces of the wet mop just dragged on the ground.
The fishy smell was pungent, and Sun Yan endured the surging nausea. First, he stuffed a piece of mint candy from the stunned guard in the mouth of his silly brother to suppress the smell. Then he asked, "Where's Team Ding?"
Gu Xinzhi didn't even bother to look at them: "I'll be there soon."
Sun Yan pressed the transmitter on his waist and asked Uncle Luo, who was waiting outside, to drive the truck to the front door to meet him. He pushed his younger brother and told them to go out first: "Deputy Gu, what are you doing?"
Gu Xinzhi said: "Look for their information. We may be able to use it."
Sun Yan still trusted Gu Xinzhi's ability, nodded, looked up again, saw that Uncle Luo's truck was parked at the main entrance, and instructed the slaves to be loaded into the car.
Seeing people get on the car one after another, Gu Xinzhi, with a cigarette in his mouth, thought, a group of little lambs.
In the front desk, the small door to the tool room was closed.
As long as anyone opens the door, they will be shocked to find that in that small space, there are dozens of corpses of new human beings, with their heads in two places, horrible to see. On top of the corpses is a mop that he used to clean. .
After everyone left, Gu Xinzhi unscrewed the thermos cup that was unknown to whom, and used the wolfberry water inside to wash his face and hands against his own reflection on the computer screen, trying to disguise himself as a gregarious one. Little Lamb.
During the waiting period, Uncle Luo talked to a new human who also transported slaves according to the plan they made, took the opportunity to knock him unconscious, put him in the dungeon temporarily, and drove away his car.
Sun Yan drove away the car, put all the slaves who could not fight in the west warehouse into the cardboard boxes they had prepared, sealed it from the outside, left the air holes, pretended to be transporting goods, and tried to leave through the west city exit.
Ding Qiuyun was paying close attention to the car's movements from the peephole in the back of his truck.
The car was stopped at the entrance and exit of Xizhen as usual.
Sun Yan stuck his head out of the driver's seat, chatted and laughed with the new human who guarded the gate, and quietly handed a pack of cigarettes, claiming that although he came to send slaves and buy goods for others, this time he illegally bought a cheap one. The little slave went back and planned to use it by himself. Please ask the brother in charge of checking the goods to be accommodating.
When they opened the trunk, they found Sun Bin shivering like a little chicken.
No matter how easy the world is, things like accommodating people will never change. They laughed at Sun Yan's cigarettes, and they let Sun Yan go out without carefully examining the so-called "goods".
Ding Qiuyun relaxed as he watched the truck go away.
A player asked: "Team Ding, what are we going to do next?"
Ding Qiuyun looked in the direction of the bustling market, rubbed the blood ice in his palms, and said, "Rest. Waiting for the lively evening."
At about 6:30 p.m., someone came to the west warehouse to pick up people. There were 60 people in total.
Ding Qiuyun, who played the front desk, warmly entertained them as newly recruited managers, let them take a break in the hall, and ordered ten "A-grade" and fifty "B-grade", all of whom were rescued just now. An old human with combat experience and ability mixed with team members.
Before being brought out to meet people, all the slaves were taken to a hot bath, their skins were reddened by rubbing, and they were put on uniform white clothes. "The leader is satisfied.
At a glance, the leader saw Gu Xinzhi, the most conspicuous person in the "Grade A" group.
These days, Gu Xinzhi has been raised by Ding's family. He has gained a little weight, and his posture has returned to normal. He is cool and clean, and his slightly long hair is tied up in a high ponytail by a blue hairband, and his chin is raised slightly. Standing there, there is a sense of calm and dazzling.
The leader took two steps around him and nodded with satisfaction: "The most sought-after is him."
Ding Qiuyun smiled gently: "Really?"
Gu Xinzhi's face was not very good.
He was not happy that Ding Qiuyun treated these new humans better than him.
Even if it's a show.
Ding Qiuyun didn't take care of his emotions. He bowed his waist politely. After sending the newcomers away, he walked to the door and exchanged glances with Uncle Luo, who was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, and then locked it with the lock that came with him. He went to the front door of the West Warehouse, put on another flimsy-looking private clothes, grabbed his own motorcycle, and drove to the gradually bustling slave market alone.
Among the dazzling artificial rainbows, he walked slowly and found seven or eight slaves he had just sent out with his own hands.
They were placed in a specially made iron cage on the display stand, and when they saw Ding Qiuyun, they nodded slightly and continued to lower their eyebrows and wait for the "time" that Ding Qiuyun agreed with them.
The aborigines of Slave Town have long since left, and only those whose whole family has evolved into a new human choose to stay here and live by enslaving and selling their own kind.
Incense was burning everywhere in the street, and the incense had the cold stench of corpses.
Ding Qiuyun circled the city for several weeks. After figuring out the layout of the city, he parked his motorcycle on the side of the road and drew the gorgeous and sad street scene in this apocalypse with the light of the street lamp, cigarette case and pencil tip.
He heard a child who died at an early age and was resurrected ask his mother, "Mom, why are you locking up that sister?"
Mother laughed: "We are different from them."
"It's obviously the same." The little girl pointed at herself, "The nose and eyes are all the same."
"Different."
"What's the difference?"
The mother found that she could not accurately convey this sense of superiority to her daughter, so she shook her head with a smile, and used the procrastination method that parents used to educate their children: "You will know when you grow up."
Hearing this, the man leaning on the motorcycle shook his head with a smile.
What these children see in the world when they grow up cannot be determined by one mouth.
At about nine o'clock, there was some fog on the street, and the people who brought their children to watch the fun on the street were tired and returned to the hotel one after another, ready to rest.
According to Ding Qiuyun and the others, nine o'clock at night was a watershed.
Before nine o'clock, it is often the "show" and "talent show" sessions. The organizers will let the old humans dance, fight in the cage, or start a human-beast war with animals that are not very lethal such as dogs. Suitable for women and children to watch.
The real "licensed goods" are sold after nine o'clock.
Ding Qiuyun did not forget to observe during the painting process.
He raised his eyes several times and found that there was a man with a whip on the stage, playing the role of a low-level Overseer. He turned around on the stage with his head lowered, but he was very thickly dressed, and a thick white breath came out of his mouth. It's an old human being.
This person is running around on the stage. Once the slave has a change, even if he just raises his hand to scratch the itch, he will run over very smartly, knocking on the edge of the cage with a steel whip, and telling the other party to be honest and not move. .
… enslaving old humans with old humans is a very vicious method.
Ding Qiuyun ignored the person who pretended to be a fox and a tiger. After taking out his watch to confirm the time, he lowered his head and continued to run the pen while pressing the "eraser" at the end of the pencil, and said, "Lanlan."
Yan Lanlan, who was about three kilometers away, raised her eyebrows and reached out to hold the earphones, pretending to adjust the cable of the earphones.
Ding Qiuyun said: "Pay attention to the fireworks."
The fireworks announcing the opening of the evening market will be set off on time at nine o'clock.
This is also their agreed hands-on time.
Yan Lanlan looked back at the person in charge of guarding the sculpture.
He had already eaten dinner, guarding a radio station with old storytelling, propped his chin and dozed off.
Yan Lanlan got up quietly and quietly, took out a pack of chewing gum from her bag, took out the top one, and chewed it in her mouth. She quietly pasted the remaining miniature bombs on the paper and calculated it several times. , and then crept up behind the dozing guard, covered his mouth, and pushed a tube of needle fluid into his neck.
Team D asked them to practice countless times with the chest compression dummy in the hospital, but now Yan Lanlan is a little flustered when she starts to do it with a real person, but her hands are steady and accurate.
The man struggled fiercely for a while, and soon the drug attacked and he couldn't move.
Yan Lanlan put him in a natural sleeping position, chose a hiding place that was close to the statue and could observe the situation after the explosion, chewing gum while watching the minute hand that was about to reach "12".
She was still apprehensive. After all, there was a difference between the sound of explosives and the sound of fireworks. There were many patrol personnel nearby. If the ice sculpture failed to explode once and attracted people, wouldn't she fall into the hands of those people again
She had completed the task entrusted by Team D, but she looked at the beautiful girl without clothes for three hours, and it was considered to be somewhat emotional.
But this must be the key guard zone for those new humans. Once there is a loss, they will definitely outflank. The beautiful girl is a new human, and even if she is injured, she can heal herself. Yan Lanlan can only rely on her own platelets and revolutionary optimism. Well, once injured, it will cause trouble for the entire team.
But Yan Lanlan's many doubts were suppressed by her trust in Ding Qiuyun.
... Ding team told himself to do this, it must have considered all aspects, and it must be true.
Three minutes left.
Ding Qiuyun, who was three kilometers away, put the painted cigarette case into the "Little Prince" in his backpack, put it in the backpack, and turned to a grandstand that sold "A product".
Gu Xinzhi was there, in the center of the stand, the most conspicuous position.
In the crowd watching, his back was straight, he sat dignifiedly, his eyes were lowered, his exposed toes were slightly blue from the cold, and he didn't bother to warm up.
His cold and youthful feeling aroused many people's intriguing thoughts, and they debated the value of this "Exhibit No. 6" and how many cotton clothes and compressed biscuits were worth in exchange.
Ding Qiuyun was lying beside the isolation railing, looking at his hidden humanoid weapon from a distance.
His own appearance is also considered to be picky, so staring at a person without an instant is really conspicuous.
A middle-aged man next to him smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and chatted with him: "Little young man, you also liked that number six."
Ding Qiuyun commented seriously: "It doesn't look bad."
The middle-aged man said, "My eyes are hot when I look at it, but it's enough to look at it twice. He has already been booked by that person."
Ding Qiuyun looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a burly man with two valet behind him, looking at their clothes, they were obviously the main members of a large-scale material collection team.
Ding Qiuyun was noncommittal to the middle-aged man's words: "Number six is mine."
The middle-aged man glanced at Ding Qiuyun suspiciously, thinking that he was a real person and didn't dare to talk too much, and said tentatively, "If you want to change such a superb product, there may not be enough material for a car."
Ding Qiuyun said: "I want him, a whistle is enough."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a while, and then he burst into laughter: "Oh, you little young—"
While speaking, there was the piercing sound of fireworks rising into the sky and the heat piercing the cold air from behind.
At the same time, a dull cracking sound came from the east side.
Under the double symphony, Ding Qiuyun put his index finger and thumb to his lips and whistled.
The electricity in the whole city was cut off in an instant, and the once brilliant streets fell into darkness like death. Only the fireworks exploded incessantly, and the bright golden threads and silver threads fell from the sky like waterfalls, like eyes of compassion. , staring at the dark city.
Gu Xinzhi quickly pulled out the dagger tied to his thigh, kicked the iron cage that had cut off the electricity, and cut off the throat of a new human who wanted to come to power.
When the next fireworks lit up, Gu Xinzhi, who had blood on his cheeks, was already standing in front of Ding Qiuyun and the dumbfounded middle-aged man.
Ding Qiuyun turned over and crossed the isolation railing, and took advantage of the moment when the fireworks lit up, and fired a shot straight into the sky.
This shot was the secret code they had already agreed upon.
Uncle Luo, who was waiting in the parking lot, took the opportunity to damage all the tires he could, and fired. Several team members in the cage also took out their hidden guns from the lining of their white robes and shot in the air.
For a time, the gunshots were dense and scattered everywhere, like popping beans, as if the entire town had been surrounded by an unknown army.
No matter how powerful the new human beings are, they are still human beings who have lived for dozens or decades. The fear of bullets has long been branded in their hearts, screaming and fleeing, or lying on the ground fighting with each other.
A security team was dispatched to hear the sound, but Ding Qiuyun demanded that everyone must shoot for a different place, so that the security team was confused, so they had to shoot to warn, so that the louder the gunshots, the more people felt that "the more you hit, the more you hit." more" illusion.
One of the team members who was scattered in the crowd with Ding Qiuyun picked the right time, and in accordance with the previous agreement, raised his voice and shouted: "There are hundreds of them! It's an army!"
After all, he took out a grenade from his waist and threw it at a stand that had already escaped.
With a bang, the whole city panicked.
A total of 20 people with weapons in the front and back, using the darkness and chaos, created the illusion of a large army.
The AI in the city also fell into an unknown panic.
After using the backup power supply, more than one AI found something weird: "My God, it's the S-class resistance system! He entered our town!"
All information is integrated into the general system, the general system knows it is not too late, and immediately sends a distress signal to the higher-level system: "Hello, hello, we are the No. 1277 of the collective system, our power system was destroyed by the S3-level dangerous system, Request support!"
After a long while, a warm voice replied: "Hello. I have received your feedback. Thank you for your rating and your information, which allowed me to locate your central position."
With a gentle greeting, countless viruses swarmed into the main system, and every actionable icon turned into a little milk leopard with its head tilted and its tongue stuck out.
The AI of the whole city was destroyed and fell into indefinite silence.
On the East Square, as Yan Lanlan had expected, the roar of the explosion attracted patrols nearby, while most of the ice sculptures were blown up, and the girl in the ice fell to the ground, her life and death unknown.
Yan Lanlan retreated to the corner of hiding, hesitated for a moment, still felt that she could not let Shu Wenqing face so many new human beings alone. The hand holding the shards blocked her back, and directly covered her mouth.
"Shh."
Yan Lanlan opened her eyes.
... She forgot that the new humans are not afraid of cold, and their cell repair ability is several times or even dozens of times that of normal people.
Shu Wenqing was wearing the coat that Yan Lanlan once draped on the ice and finally left behind. The hem showed two long legs with clear muscles. The knees and calves were covered with thin ice, and the heels seemed to have been blown up. , but has now fully recovered, leaving only a thin layer of blood ice.
Shu Wenqing gave some of the new human soldiers who found out that the ice sculpture had been blown up and searched in a panic with guns in hand. When she realized that the body temperature of the person in her palm was wrong, she showed a slightly surprised expression.
She lightly wiped Yan Lanlan's side neck with her fingers, and found that the "corpse spot" was smeared.
Shu Wenqing became really curious now: "Old humans?"
Yan Lanlan didn't answer, she just focused on the current situation: "Are you going?"
Shu Wenqing just casually expressed surprise, Wen Yan grabbed her hand without hesitation, picked a direction, and walked quickly.
She doesn't ask where she came, and she doesn't ask where she's going.
The three hours together allowed them to develop a wonderful, silent tacit understanding.
Yan Lanlan followed her, like a fish living on the bottom of the sea leading another through the deep sea. She was familiar with the location of every cluster of corals and reefs.
Yan Lanlan was almost dizzy by her, until she was led to the door of a basement on the negative second floor, Yan Lanlan asked, "Is it safe here?"
Shu Wenqing: "It's safe."
"Then my merit is complete." Yan Lanlan patted her chest and said, "Goodbye, I'm going to find my team."
Shu Wenqing said, "Little girl, borrow a knife."
Yan Lanlan covered her bag vigilantly: "What are you doing?"
Shu Wenqing: "Afraid of me?"
Yan Lanlan said bluntly: "Why are you not afraid, I am afraid that you will cut me and rob me of supplies."
Shu Wenqing laughed: "The blade is fine. Besides, you always have a gun in your bag, don't worry about me grabbing it."
Yan Lanlan retreated ten meters in a row holding the bag with the two guns in it: "No, what gun, don't talk nonsense."
Shu Wenqing stretched out his hand to her, but still did not give up the request.
Yan Lanlan thought about it for a moment, but still touched a small blade for shaving and threw it.
Shu Wenqing smiled: "Little girl, thank you."
Yan Lanlan protested from a distance: "...I'm not young, I'm nineteen."
Yan Lanlan is really a person who can easily make people feel better. Shu Wenqing picked up the blade, pressed it twice on his left forearm, pinpointed the position, and cut it with one knife.
Yan Lanlan's eyelids twitched.
In the muffled sound of the separation of flesh and blood, Shu Wenqing took a key from his arm.
After taking out the key, the flesh and blood quickly condensed and returned to normal.
... These days, this key key has been hidden under the flesh of her arm.
Shu Wenqing said, "The blade, I wash it and give it back to you?"
Yan Lanlan shook her head: "I'll give it to you as a souvenir."
After all, she turned to run.
Shu Wenqing stopped her and pointed to the door in front of him: "Why don't you come in and have a look?"
Yan Lanlan said: "No. My teammates' tasks should be almost completed. I have to hurry to find our team-"
"... Ding?" Shu Wenqing was startled, "Ding Qiuyun?"
Yan Lanlan was on the alert, and found that she had missed her mouth, and did not answer directly: "I'll go first."
"Wait a minute." She had just taken two steps before Shu Wenqing stopped her again, "You guys are going to feign attack, disturb the security of the entire city, and take advantage of the chaos to rescue the old humans, right?"
Yan Lanlan didn't expect Shu Wenqing, as a thorough bystander, to be able to see so many things, but she still pretended to be stupid: "Really?"
Shu Wenqing laughed.
Even though she smiled, her smile still had a sense of indifference and alienation: "Captain Ding Qiuyun, I know you can hear me, and I know you won't trust a little girl to carry out a task alone. I can help You, how about we work together?"
Yan Lanlan raised her hand to hold the earphone, and after listening for a while, she frowned a little suspiciously, but she still conveyed Ding Qiuyun's words truthfully: "Team Ding said that cooperation is fine, but you have to open the right door and show your sincerity. Don't donkey our stupid Lanlan... Ding Qiuyun, people are still standing here, who are you talking about?"
Shu Wenqing couldn't hide his joy, walked to the third door adjacent to the left from the left, and put the key into the keyhole.
Yan Lanlan took two steps forward in surprise: "Isn't that the door just now?"
"Of course not." Shu Wenqing admitted frankly, "I've been betrayed before, and I know what it's like, so I won't try it again. The door of that room can also be opened with this key, but inside It's a stampede stealth mine."
Yan Lanlan: "..."
Shu Wenqing smiled apologetically at Yan Lanlan: "I thought you were the bait that the newcomers used to cast long lines to catch big fish. ... That room is my last bargaining chip."
Yan Lanlan is not a glass-hearted girl either. She shrugged and said with a smile, "Then I take back my apology for thinking you were going to hack me to death. We're even."
Shu Wenqing took a deep look at Yan Lanlan and opened the door.
Yan Lanlan was also curious. She hugged her bag and looked at the door, almost swallowing her tongue in shock.
The room was full of twenty people, and the basement of about a hundred square meters had at least opened up more than three rooms. The walls were covered with various light and heavy weapons, enough to arm a company.
Facing the stunned Yan Lanlan, Shu Wenqing took a hatchet from the wall, put it on his back, took out a miniature electromagnetic submachine gun, and calmly said: "Little girl, your team wants to fight a battle of catching fish in troubled waters. But What I want to fight is a tough fight."