Doomsday Wonderland

h2\u003e A wonderful and brisk tune, with the bright sound of a clear spring, and his unique clean resonance, came out from Gong Daoyi's throat. Although it sounded good, after listening for a while, Lei Ming finally couldn't hold it back and questioned softly: "What if that girl is... She is one of our compatriots..."

The tone stopped, and Gong Dao turned around and waved to him with a relaxed expression: "What are you worried about? If you were the first-level security chief, would you think this is a big deal?"

He didn't seem to be expecting Lei Ming's answer at all. He raised the [Girlfriend's Suspicion] in his hand and scanned the room up and down.

Lei Ming was gagged by his attitude and couldn't help but choke. He frowned and thought while watching him walking back and forth in the room.

If you think about it carefully, if you look at it from the perspective of the chief of police, it's just that a mutant was not imprisoned and escaped from the capsule, but he did not escape. Speaking of which, I'm afraid it's not as big of a problem as nightclub security guards neglecting their duties and sneaking into the venue...

"But..." Lei Ming thought for a while and felt that if he didn't look back, he would still feel uneasy.

But before he could think of what to say, something in Gong Daoyi's hand suddenly screamed, and his attention was attracted.

【Girlfriend’s Suspicion】

Probably every suspicious and secretive man will have someone like this around him! When it comes to love, women are born Sherlock Holmes and can find all kinds of clues that are almost impossible to find. This magical function has been extracted and become an excellent auxiliary prop for finding special items in a small area.

ps: It’s just that, as the name suggests, this item sometimes makes mistakes and is sometimes deceived by (smooth words), so it is not 100% reliable.

"Ah, this hair is not mine, and the end of my hair is not burgundy..."

Accompanied by a somewhat excited female voice, Gong Daoyi stopped in front of a wall. He looked up and then smiled.

...First-level security chief Aliba has no idea at this moment that a batch of goods that he thought was very secretive will soon fall into the hands of others.

Just as Gong Daichi had guessed, although Aliba was angry, he didn't think the situation in front of him was that great - especially after the female mutant shouted such a sentence to him.

"I said that I voluntarily participated in the fighting competition. This idea remains unchanged, so I will not run away."

Lin Sanjiu's fists hanging on both sides of her body were trembling slightly. She bent down, picked up one of the legs of the security guard's body, threw it in the direction of the power grid, and shouted: "If this person hadn't come in, we wouldn't have come out of the capsule. Don't make things difficult for those girls. Just put them back into the capsule, and then I can go in myself, right?"

Aliba's gaze remained unchanged, only his slightly raised eyebrows revealed his slightly surprised emotion. But before he could respond, the short-haired female mutant really started to move - she carried the remaining clothed people back into the capsule one by one, and finally she stood in the capsule and closed it. door.

The "click" sound of the capsule automatically closing echoed in the venue for a while.

Once the door of the capsule is closed, it is absolutely impossible to open it from the inside with brute force - this point has been tested by the Fighting Competition Committee on many male mutants who are known for their physical strength. Seeing that there was no more mutant in the capsule area, Aliba gave a calm order: "Go and drag out the bodies of those guys."

Just thrown away by Lin Sanjiu, the skinny security guard's body landed on the slide rail.

A soldier responded and was about to start when he was suddenly stopped by Aliba again. "Aim the barrel at the No. 97 capsule just now. You guys, be armed."

He has always been a very cautious person, no matter who his opponents are, no matter how weak they seem.

But Aliba was worried, because Lin Sanjiu just stood in the capsule, watching motionless as the soldiers carried away the body - this made him a little concerned: the so-called voluntary participation is absolutely impossible . But if you really have the idea of ​​resisting and running away, now is probably your only chance, but you just let it slip away...

What does this female mutant think?

This thought passed through Aliba's mind, and then his eyes fell on the corpse that was carried out.

The corpses had different death conditions, some had their heads cut off, and some were covered in blood... It simply didn't look like they had been killed by one person. Aliba glanced at the skinny security guard's bruised and bloody ankle, turned around and asked, "When will No. 97 come on stage?"

The adjutant, who was wearing a monocle, clicked on the frame twice and then respectfully replied: "The first game tomorrow will be her match."

"Assign her a second-level combatant, and don't let her survive. If she has a sponsor, see if she can remove it. It doesn't matter if those guys are sensationalizing, so that we don't have to sleep at night."

The adjutant responded, and just as he was about to take notes, a faint roar suddenly erupted from a distance. It seemed that it was not far away, and the ground of the venue also started to shake. Aliba stretched out his hand to support him and almost fell on him. The adjutant’s face had already changed drastically: “Go to the committee office quickly!”

Before he finished speaking, he had already pushed the adjutant away, and his figure quickly disappeared from the doorway like a flying arrow. His skills seemed to be no worse than those of some mutants.

The adjutant was so anxious that his long and thin face turned pale. He called a group of people around him and hurriedly ran out. A soldier behind him hurriedly shouted, "Sir, what should I do with this woman?" No one heard this for a while.

When he raised his head and looked up, he couldn't even see the shadow of his commander.

How could Aliba still remember Xue Qu at this time——

The fighting competition venue was not far from the committee office building. When he rushed into the two-story building, his face turned livid.

It is said to be a two-story building, but as soon as you walk in, you will find that the building is actually empty. In a space with a ceiling height of six to seven meters, there are many white translucent balls floating at random, which are the offices of the committee staff.

The white balls that used to be pure in color are now covered with piles of bricks and gravel.

Aliba had a stiff face and slowly looked up.

The outer wall has been blown to pieces, and the sky vault near the ceiling reveals a cold metallic color. The vault looked like it had been bitten by something. A large piece was missing and the corners were smooth - it could be seen that there was nothing inside.

"This, this..." The adjutant stuttered, unable to finish his words.

In the vault are special items that the Eden Military and Police Department has searched for from various sources in recent years. It is definitely not a small number. In addition to the people in power in the military and political parties who are very willing to collect special items, they also have extremely important scientific research value-and now, they are all lost in one breath.

"Set up surveillance immediately and give you ten minutes to find out the prisoner's appearance and whereabouts. Send five teams to search, no, ten will be enough. Those who can find the vault are probably not ordinary people..." Aliba stared up at the broken vault. , didn't move for a while, and his eyes gradually turned blood red. "Remember, keep this matter confidential and don't tell your superiors. There must be no leakage."

Let’s not talk about it for now. If everyone in the government learns about this matter, I don’t know how much trouble will be caused. The adjutant knew the seriousness of this, nodded solemnly, turned around and called each team.

This night was dark and turbulent.

However, the two men in the surveillance room disappeared as if they had merged into the foam of the sea. Due to the lack of publicity, the military and police department ordered the troops to retreat before dawn after several hours of fruitless search.

Although it was not yet dawn when the team was closed, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the morning after gathering, reprimanding, handing in weapons, changing equipment and returning to the dormitory.

Because he had dealt with the bodies of several people in the venue, Long Atao's work was harder than that of his colleagues. When he opened the door and walked into the room, he felt that his shoulder muscles were aching.

His roommate was from another company and was on vacation today. He was leaning on a chair with a bucket of snacks in his arms. The small light on his headband projected an image in front of his eyes. Long Atao glanced at the screen and found that it was the opening of the New Year Fighting Competition. He looked at the time and found that it was almost time to start.

"Hey, do you want to sit down and watch together?" his roommate called to him and sprayed out some white residue.

If it was normal, Long Atao would have smiled and moved the chair - but he was probably tired from running around all night, so he waved his hands feebly and fell on the bed. His head felt heavy and he couldn't wait to sleep.

Seeing this, the roommate turned his eyes back to the image.

As Long Atao's senses gradually dimmed, he vaguely heard the voice coming from his roommate's headband: "... In this game, it is finally our turn for contestant No. 97 to appear... You know, she is our New Year In so many years of fighting competition, this is the first contestant to voluntarily participate..."

Long Atao raised his eyelids and took a look, UU reading www.uukanshu.net and found that the female mutant he saw last night was indeed reflected in this room in the form of a close-up portrait.

Although he wanted to see what was going on with this woman, he was immediately engulfed by a sense of fatigue and closed his eyes again.

On the field, Lin Sanjiu walked out of the capsule expressionlessly despite the roaring and tsunami-like shouts from all around.

Among the women around her, there was one whom she had met last night; this girl was lucky, and was saved by Lin Sanjiu before the man could get close.

Although her face was pale and her muscles were trembling, her eyes were still clear. She approached Lin Sanjiu and whispered: "...My name is Li Tao. Thank you for last night. What are you going to do later? Why didn't you run away last night?"

"I have a plan, but it probably won't be enough on my own."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at her, and after a while, he said something in a low voice. r1152

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