Doomsday Wonderland

H2> The wonderful and brisk tone, with the bright sound of the clear spring, combined with his unique clean resonance, passed from the throat of Gongdaoyi. Although it was very nice, after listening to it for a while, Lei Ming finally couldn’t hold back and whispered a question: "In case the girl is... she is our compatriot..."

The tone stopped, and Gong Dao turned his head and waved at him. His look was relaxed: "What are you worried about? If you are a first-level policing officer, would you think this is a big deal?"

It seems that he did not expect Lei Ming’s answer at all. He raised his own [friend’s suspicion] and swept the room up and down.

Lei Ming was blocked by his attitude, and he couldn't help but look at him and walked back and forth in the room, frowning and thinking.

If you think about it carefully, if you look at the Guardian's point of view, there is only one mutant who has not been locked up and ran out of the capsule. He did not abscond. Speaking of it, I am afraid it is not as good as the night security guards neglecting their duties and sneaking into the venue...

"But..." Lei Ming thought for a moment and always felt that he was still uneasy when he didn't look back.

But he still didn't think about what to say. The thing in the hand of Gong Dao suddenly screamed and he was attracted attention.

[girlfriend's suspicion]

Probably every man with suspicious and obscured faces will have such a presence! When it comes to love, the woman is born Sherlock Holmes, and can find all kinds of clues that are simply impossible to find - this magical function has been extracted and become an excellent auxiliary item for finding special items in a small area.

Ps: It's just that, as the name implies, this item can sometimes be misused, sometimes it can be fooled by (speaking), and it is not 100% reliable.

"Ah, this hair is not mine, my hair is not wine red..."

With a few excited female voices, Gong Dao stopped his foot in front of a wall. He looked up and smiled.

... The first-level garrison chief, Aliba, did not know at the moment. He thought that the goods that were hidden in hiding were about to fall into the hands of others.

As the palace ruled, Aliba, despite his anger, did not feel how great the situation was in front of him—especially after the female mutant yelled at him so loudly.

"I said, I volunteered to participate in the fighting. I still have the idea, so I won't run."

Lin Sanjiu’s fists hanging on the sides of his body are shaking slightly. She bent down, picked up one foot of the security corpse, threw it in the direction of the grid, and shouted: "If this person does not come in, we will not come out of the capsule. You don't have to worry about the girls, I am Just put them back in the capsule, and then I go in, I can always?"

Aliba's eyes remained the same, only his slightly raised eyebrows, showing his slightly strange emotions. But before he responded, the short-haired female variant began to move - she put the rest of the clothes, one by one, and returned to the capsule, and finally stood in the capsule and closed The door.

The "beep" sound of the capsules was automatically blocked, and it continued to reverberate in the venue for a while.

As long as the door of the capsule is closed, it is impossible to open it from the inside with brute force. This, the Fighting Games Committee has experimented with many male variants who are known for their physical strength. Seeing that there is no shadow of a mutant person in the capsule area, Aliba faintly said: "Go and drag the bodies of those guys out."

Just thrown by Lin Sanjiu, the body of the thin and thin security guard just landed on the rails.

A soldier responded, just about to leave, and suddenly stopped by Aliba. "Align the barrel with the capsule of the 97th, and bring your arms."

He has always been a very cautious person, no matter who the opponent is, no matter how weak they look.

However, Aliba thought about it, because Lin Sanjiu just stood in the capsule and stared at the soldiers and carried away the body. This made him feel a little bit of heart: the so-called voluntary participation is absolutely impossible. . But if you really embrace the idea of ​​running away, now is probably the only chance, but you can let it slip away...

What does this female mutant think?

The thought was drawn from Aliba's mind, and his gaze fell on the body that was carried out.

The dead bodies of the corpses are different, some are cut off, some are bloody... It doesn't look like a person's hand. Aliba glanced at the ankles with dry and thin security and **** blood. He turned and asked: "When is the 97th playing?"

The adjutant wearing a single-lens, pressed twice on the frame of the glasses, then immediately answered: "The first game tomorrow is her game."

"Give her a second-level strength, don't let her live. If she has a sponsor, see if she can withdraw it. It doesn't matter if those guys are sensational, lest we have a long night dream."

The adjutant should have a voice, just to record, suddenly burst into a faint roar from a distance, it seems not far away, and even the ground floor of the venue actually shook it up - Aliba reached out and almost fell on him The adjutant, his face has changed dramatically: "Go to the committee office!"

The voice has not fallen, he has pushed the adjutant away, and the figure quickly disappears into the door like a flying arrow. It seems that the hand is not worse than some variants.

The adjutant was anxious and his face was white. He called a group of people around him and hurriedly ran out. A soldier was busy shouting "Sir, what the woman did", and no one heard this.

He looked at it again and saw that the shadow of his chief was invisible.

At this time, Aliba remembers Xue Yu, the man -

The fighting venue was not far from the office building of the committee. When he rushed into the second floor, his face could not help but become iron.

It is said to be a two-story building, but as soon as you walk in, you will find that in fact, the building is empty. In the space of 67 meters, there are many white translucent **** floating in the wrong place, which is the office of the committee staff.

On the pure white ball of the past, there is a cloak of brick and gravel at the moment.

Aliba stiffened a face and looked up slowly.

The wall wrapped around it has been shredded, and the air vault near the ceiling reveals an icy metallic color. The look of the vault seems to have been bitten by a bit, and there is a small piece missing, and the corners are very smooth - it can be seen that it is empty and nothing is left.

"This, this..." The adjutant ate the land and said it was incomplete.

The treasury is a special item that the Eden military and police department has searched from various channels in recent years. It is definitely not a small number. In addition to the military and political authorities who are willing to collect special items, they also have extremely important scientific research values ​​- nowadays, they are lost in one breath.

"I will immediately monitor and give you ten minutes to find out the appearance and whereabouts of the prisoners. Send five teams to search, no, ten good, can find the vault, I am afraid not the average person..." Aliba looked up at the broken vault For a while, I didn’t move, my eyes were getting red. "Remember, this matter is kept secret, don't say it to the top, and you can't miss the wind."

I don’t say it for the time being. If this matter is known to everyone in the government, I don’t know how many storms I have to turn over. The adjutant knew that it was serious. He nodded his face and turned to the squad.

This night is dark and turbulent.

However, the two men in the surveillance head seemed to be infused with the bubbles of the sea, and disappeared. The military and police departments were struggling to make a big fuss. After a few hours of unsuccessful search, they won the gold without waiting for the dawn.

Although there was no dawn at the time of the team, it was already seven or eight in the morning after gathering, reprimanding, handing over weapons, and replacing the equipment and returning to the dormitory.

Because of the handling of the bodies of several people in the venue, Long Ai's work was harder than his colleagues. When he pushed the door open into the room, he felt that his shoulder muscles could not help but feel sore.

The roommate was another company. He was on vacation today. He was holding a bucket of snacks against the chair. The small lamp on the headband projected an image in front of his eyes. Long A set of glances at the picture, found that it is the title of the New Year's Fighting Games, look at the time, and found that it really should start.

"Hey, would you like to sit down and watch together?" The roommate shouted at him and spewed a few white slag.

If it is normal, Long Ai will definitely smile and go to the chair - but he will be tired of running around for one night. He waved his hand weakly and fell down on the bed. The head feels so heavy that he can't wait to sleep.

When the roommate saw it, he turned the eyeball back to the image.

In the five senses of Long Ai's gradual fainting, he vaguely heard the voice from his roommate's headband: "...this game, finally it's our turn to play the 97th player...you know, she is our new year. For the first time in the fighting game, the first volunteer to participate in the competition..."

Long A set up his eyelids and glanced at it. He found that the female mutant who was seen last night was actually reflected in this room in the form of a close-up head.

Although I really wanted to see what happened to this woman, he was swallowed up with a sense of exhaustion and closed his eyes again.

On the court, Lin Sanjiu shouted with the shouts of the surrounding mountains and the tsunami, and walked out of the capsule with no expression.

Among the women around her, one was seen with her last night; the girl was lucky, and she was rescued by Lin Sanshui without waiting for the man to be close.

Although she was pale and muscle-struck, her eyes were still clear. She was close to Lin Sanjiu and whispered: "...my name is Peach, thank you last night. What are you going to do for a while? Why didn't you escape last night?"

"I have a plan, but it is probably not enough to rely on me alone."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at her, half a sigh, and said lowly. R1152

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