The huge suitcase that flew out of the building landed on the street. There wasn't even a scratch on the suitcase, but there were cracks in the pavement. The passers-by were stunned by the high-altitude operation that Gambling Snake had just done, and no one paid attention to the box for a moment.
A few minutes later, a siren sounded from the street not far away. In a bustling urban area like this, there are basically "government" surveillance cameras on every road. It is not surprising that the police would arrive in time.
But there was one person who came faster than the police. He was a tall, thin black man with a bald head, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, and his clothing was not very conspicuous. He quickly walked through the crowd, went straight to the box on the ground, picked up the accountant's suitcase, and walked towards the building.
The main entrance of the building is made of tempered glass and has been closed by security guards. The elevators and stair entrances from the 14th to 28th floors are locked. It takes less than a day for a building like this that uses an all-electronic access control system to be completely closed. It can be done in minutes.
The black man walked quickly to the front of the building without stopping. He looked up to confirm which floor the accountant and consultant had just entered. Then he waved his arm and swung the accountant's big box out, smashing the door directly. This move attracted all the security guards in the lobby. Without saying anything, they picked up the short sticks they wore and rushed forward.
He took off his hat and threw it away, then took off his sunglasses. The black man's face had no eyebrows and was covered with scars. "Excuse me..." As he said this, he moved the one closest to him and the fastest runner. The security guard slapped him and sent him flying out: "Which elevator should I take to the ninth floor?"
One of the security guards running behind recognized him, his expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Don't go there! He is Spayton!"
In fact, it's okay if he doesn't say anything. The little bird just now was blown away twenty meters by a palm and foamed at the mouth. Who doesn't slow down and weigh it before proceeding
Spayton continued to walk forward: "Since you don't dare to stop me, just answer my question."
When the security guards saw him coming forward, they could only move back, keep a distance from him, and almost turned around and ran away.
"As a criminal who defected from the headquarters, he didn't even find a nook and cranny to hide. He actually dared to come to the door. How outrageous." A man in a suit and ties came to the lobby. His voice was like a sedative, dispelling the security guard. The look of fear on their faces.
"Defection is just your wishful thinking. I am a mercenary, and my position can be changed at any time." Spayton picked up the box he just threw in again: "It seems that you are planning to fight with me, and you haven't asked for advice yet. …”
"Meng Qi, Captain of the Knights." Meng Qi replied; "You don't have to tell yourself your family name, 'Night Knight' Mark Spayton, you and the intruder upstairs are probably the same group. Thanks to you, This base had to be abandoned. So there are still many things that need to be destroyed before HL's people arrive, and you are one of them."
Spayton didn't seem to even have the intention to put down the box. He took out a kerosene lighter from the inner pocket of his jacket with one hand, shook off the metal case, and wiped out the flame: "Speaking of destroying things, I'm happy to help you. ." When the last word came out of his mouth, the lobby instantly became dark, with no light source left except the flame of the lighter.
It was still daytime at the moment. Looking in from the outside of the building, the first floor of the building seemed to be obscured by a black light curtain.
Meng Qi heard the name of Night Knight, but knew nothing about its abilities. He estimated that it was some kind of power that restricted other people's vision. Although it was tricky, it was not difficult to deal with.
He rushed straight to where the flames were and slashed them with his palm. A handful of sparks actually flashed out in the darkness, making the sound of gold and iron.
The next second, the security guards' flashlights lit up in the darkness, shining their light on this place. They saw that Spayton was holding up the suitcase, blocking it to his side like a shield to prevent Meng Qi's hand knife. .
"It turns out they are mutants... This kind of strength is almost the same." Spayton was already thinking about it. He turned half a circle, threw the lighter in his hand upwards, and then aimed at Meng Qi's head quickly. Two punches were thrown in succession, but the lightning-like jab hit Meng Qi's left forearm, which was used to protect his face.
The outer sides of Meng Qi's forearms, from the tips of his little fingers to his elbows, are nearly as hard as alloy, and they have blades that protrude like blades. Fortunately, Sparton's punch was a jab. If he had used a heavy punch, his phalanges would have been broken when the fist surface and the arm knife collided.
"It seems that he is not made of copper and iron, invulnerable, but his arms are strong." Spayton caught the falling lighter, swung his tail with a divine dragon, and attacked Meng Qi's door.
In close combat, Meng Qi was absolutely confident. Mutants of his type basically had excellent senses and strong skills. The sword in his arm is fast, quick, agile and sharp. Although he is counted as a person with equal abilities, in terms of strength alone, he is not much weaker than a powerful person like He Yi who is not good at hand-to-hand combat. In terms of fighting skills, he is even ahead by a long way, so he Only then can one stand out among the elite knights and become the captain of the knights with equal strength.
Unfortunately, he underestimated Spayton. The night knight's kick was indeed not very fast. Meng Qi bent and raised his arms in front of him to block it, but half a second after receiving the force, Meng Qi's feet left the ground, and his whole body was A huge thrust was sent flying, crashing through the ceiling and going directly to the second floor.
Spayton closed the lighter, the darkness disappeared, and the lobby became bright again. He picked up the box and continued to move forward. When he passed by the stunned security guard, who looked pale with fear, he said: "No need to lead the way. I saw that the elevator over there goes to the first to thirteenth floors, right?" .”
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Thirteenth floor of the building, five minutes ago.
He Yi touched the shaved scalp on his forehead. Although it was a very thin layer and there was no blood, the hairstyle was basically ruined. After all, he can be regarded as the number one master of Iron Discipline in Kaifeng, and he certainly has a good temper. How could he allow this group of unknown people to cause trouble here
"Just for convenience?" He glared at the snake gambler and said, "Humph... Why don't you beg me to stay alive."
The ten knights beside He Yi raised their right arms one after another, pressed their left hands on their right wrists, and aimed at the gambling snake with the cannons hidden in their sleeves (Steel Commandment's homemade mass-produced shooting weapons).
"That's it... that's alright." Gambler stretched out his arms, closed his legs, and fell backwards like a cross, falling outside the building again.
Just when the knights were wondering whether this man was escaping or committing suicide, seven or eight grenades flew in from the window like flowers...