Chapter 207
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Gradually, some people came around, they looked at the scene indifferently.
An old man advised: "you young people should get away quickly. They won't let you into the upper three districts."
Another aunt said with a good heart, "you are freezing in the ice and snow. Your parents have brought you up so hard. When you do this kind of thing, you don't think about them?"
"It's impossible to overthrow the consortium in the federal government. Don't let your parents lose their jobs."
At this time, a student suddenly found that among the noisy crowd there were marchers who had left earlier. One of them said, "in fact, this kind of parade should not be launched. What's the use of education reform? Can school be a meal?"
"And I didn't look at the weather forecast when I started. I had to choose a snowy day to travel!"
After these people left, only when they tried their best to prove that the march was wrong can they be seen as right to leave.
The snow in the sky.
Words on the street.
It's like a knife in the way.
As many adults have said to them: you can't make it.
Hundreds of students stood in the same place, unable to move forward, but also unwilling to retreat.
Some students began to cry in a low voice. They didn't know what was wrong. We just did something right with a cavity of blood. Why didn't we understand.
They looked blankly around, at the crowd of onlookers, and the agents of the security committee in front of them.
The snow suddenly grew bigger, and the wild wind roared through the steel forest.
However, at this time, the students suddenly sounded a thin song, carrying snow and knife to pass out, it seems that the weather is a little cold, the song also with a slight tremor.
Young but hot.
All eyes to see, suddenly see silver haired girl Zheng Yi weak standing in the snow, gently singing.
"Get up, cold and hungry slave."
"Get up, people suffering all over the world."
"The blood is boiling."
"Fight for the truth."
At first, there was only one person singing.
Soon, other students began to sing along..
In this cold wind, singing is no longer so thin, began to have power.
I don't know who brought this international song from the table world to the inner world, and simplified the lyrics to make it easier to remember.
The students secretly learned the song before the parade, but they didn't dare sing it because the lyrics were too sharp and passionate.
But at this moment, when the consortium let the safety committee tear off the last layer of shame, the students felt that they had nothing to worry about.
The students let the snowflakes cover their heads and shoulders, they do not want to leave, just stubborn singing.
Originally because of shouting slogans on the hoarse voice, continue to overdraw for the song.
The male student in the front looked at the front, and looked at the agents of the public security management committee.
"There has never been a savior."
"It's not the emperor."
"To create human happiness."
"It's all up to us."
Singing singing, male students eyes red, tears from the corner of the eye.
He didn't cry because he felt aggrieved and painful, but because he was in the chorus of hundreds of people, his mood was inexplicably agitated.
They sang the Internationale over and over again and didn't want to leave.
Unexpected things happened, and some people began to sing clumsily in the crowd outside.
At first there were only one or two people singing with them. Gradually, there were one or two hundred people stopping to sing with them.
The number of people in the parade, which was already lonely, began to grow slowly.
The onlookers didn't know why they wanted to join in. They just felt that their brains were hot and they went in.
The singing became more and more loud.
At this time, a man in a black coat, walking leisurely on the snow, still holding a document of temperature.
Hengshe, Li Dongze.
Many people recognized the man.
Then, they watched Li Dongze come to the Security Council agent and put the document in the other party's hand. It was the legal document that was taken away by the agent before.
Li Dongze looked at the detective and said softly, "remember not to use such dirty means to deal with children next time."
The next moment, a box truck came to the corner. Two members of hengshe, wearing black suits, jumped out of the truck. They opened the iron door of the container, and there were pieces of red cloth inside.
Then, dozens of hengshe members rushed out from nowhere. They took the red cloth from the cargo box and distributed it to the students. They said: "it's too cold. It's used as a scarf around the neck. At least the wind won't blow into the neck. And the food will arrive soon. Don't worry
The students stared at the members of hengshe in front of them. The tattoos on each other's bodies spread all the way to their necks and even their cheeks.
This kind of person with a red scarf distribution, but also said warm, kind words, always make people feel a little strange.
They found that these "scarves" even have "trouser legs", which look like a pair of red autumn trousers cut in half and then turned into scarves.
A member of hengshe society scratched his head when he saw that the student's face was different: "the boss insisted on a red scarf. He said it was beautiful, but the scarlet scarf was really hard to find. He had to..."
A student took the scarf: "thank you..."
The member of hengshe with tattoos on his neck grinned: "you are welcome to me... Cough, you're welcome."
Li Dongze looked at the students: "go on, no one dares to stop you today. Sooner or later, you will not be so embarrassed. I'm looking forward to it. "
When the procession started again, the chorus that went straight to the sky did not stop, but grew stronger and stronger.
It's night.
But it's no longer cold.
……
……
In the secret prison, the middle-aged people suddenly became inexplicably anxious.
It's still a while before the agreed time for the secret execution. However, the information that was agreed in the plan to be executed every five minutes has never been sent again.
The middle-aged man paced back and forth in the open space. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Xiao standing. He was unkempt and his hands and feet were all shackled, but when he stood, he had a kind of unstoppable pride.
At this moment, everyone heard a faint song overhead.
The voice is a little weak after penetrating the thick wall, but even the weak chorus voice reflects the passionate and high enthusiasm all the time.
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. It's strange. What song can penetrate here?
He knew very well that above them was Miriam Avenue, which was on the border between area 3 and area 5.
Who would have thought that there was a secret prison hidden underground in such a prosperous place? Because of the special location of the secret prison, Li Shutong couldn't find it for eight years.
At this time, Cheng Xiao and others quietly listened, and slowly hummed: "there has never been a savior, and there is no need for an Immortal Emperor..."
Cheng Xiao sighed: "good song."
The middle-aged man looked at him coldly: "when is it, and are you still in the mood to listen to music?"
"It's no pity to hear a good song before you die," Cheng Xiao said with a smile.
With that, Cheng Xiao hummed again. He only felt that the song on his head was getting louder and louder, and now he could hear some of the words that he just couldn't hear clearly.
The 35 prisoners began to sing along. The middle-aged man rushed to Cheng Xiao and slapped him in the face.
The clear sound is very loud, but Cheng Xiao is still singing with a smile, and his eyes are still staring at the middle-aged people.
The next moment, the middle-aged man grimly said: "direct execution."
A soldier said, "Sir, it's not time."
"No matter, it was originally planned," the middle-aged man said.
But even in the face of execution, Cheng Xiao and others did not stop singing.
All the soldiers opened the safety of the automatic rifle, pulled the bolt and loaded it.
But listen to Cheng Xiao regret way: "unfortunately, there are still several lyrics did not hear clearly."
However, just at this time, several soldiers exclaimed, and their guns, somehow, suddenly came out of their hands, clinging to the concrete ceiling above their heads.
There was a scream in the corridor outside the secret prison. Everyone turned around and saw a 12 member combat team rushing in.
These soldiers are all armed with black ceramic daggers and wearing federal special operations suits. They are as fast as ghosts when they fight in the front. Each of them can fight more than one.
There are no guns on both sides. There are 80 guards in the secret prison, but they don't even have the most basic resistance in front of these 12 people.
No one knows which army they belong to, and no one knows who cultivated the war machine.
The middle-aged man only knows that he has to face not only these special soldiers, but also a supernormal who can control metal!
One Superman, plus 12 gene fighters, is almost the ceiling configuration of special forces in the federal army.
Who is going to break the prison!?
Daddada battle boots sound, a young man walked into the secret prison with a smile, he walked through the battlefield as if no one else, came to the middle-aged man.
But see those guns no longer adsorption ceiling, but slowly floating in the air, gently fall.
All 80 pistols flew to the young man, and the Black Muzzles pointed at the middle-aged man opposite.
"It's a bit strange," the young man said with a smile. "I thought there would be a strong defense force here. As a result, a group of local people, each of them didn't even wear military uniforms, and they were only equipped with silencing pistols. You don't pay much attention to these prisoners."
The middle-aged man said with a pale face: "this secret prison is better than hiding. It's really going to be found by Li Shutong. Even if he is fully armed, he can't stop the demigod. On the surface, we are just employees of a small company on the ground. "
"What you said is quite reasonable. After all, it's Li Shutong who is facing us. The most important thing is concealment, not defense... I learned," the young man laughed.
The middle-aged man trembled and said, "do you know that robbing a secret prison is going to a military court?"
"Just going to court martial?" The young man was a little surprised: "I thought it would be executed directly and secretly."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened and his cold sweat could not stop flowing down his back. He trembled and said, "which army are you from? I'm also under orders..."
The young man said with a smile, "it doesn't make sense for the dead to know which army I belong to."
As he spoke, the guns suspended beside the young man were like 80 invisible hands in the air, pulling the trigger at the same time.
In a flash, the muzzle of the gun loaded with silencing equipment burst out, and it was hard to beat the middle-aged people into a sieve.
Cheng Xiao and others watched this scene silently. They had heard that someone could control the speed of the metal needle shooting bullets in the early years, which was terrible enough.
However, compared with controlling the speed of the metal needle shooting, the young man's effect of shooting the metal storm by himself is obviously more fierce and effective.
The young man turned to Cheng Xiao and others and said seriously, "are you ready? While the ground is still noisy, we have to leave quickly."
"Did Li Shutong send you?" Cheng Xiao hesitated and asked.
The young man laughed and showed his two rows of clean teeth: "although I came to save you because of Mr. Li, he can't command me. We don't belong to knight and hengshe, and the number of the army is confidential. I'm afraid I have no comment."
……
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Gradually, some people came around, they looked at the scene indifferently.
An old man advised: "you young people should get away quickly. They won't let you into the upper three districts."
Another aunt said with a good heart, "you are freezing in the ice and snow. Your parents have brought you up so hard. When you do this kind of thing, you don't think about them?"
"It's impossible to overthrow the consortium in the federal government. Don't let your parents lose their jobs."
At this time, a student suddenly found that among the noisy crowd there were marchers who had left earlier. One of them said, "in fact, this kind of parade should not be launched. What's the use of education reform? Can school be a meal?"
"And I didn't look at the weather forecast when I started. I had to choose a snowy day to travel!"
After these people left, only when they tried their best to prove that the march was wrong can they be seen as right to leave.
The snow in the sky.
Words on the street.
It's like a knife in the way.
As many adults have said to them: you can't make it.
Hundreds of students stood in the same place, unable to move forward, but also unwilling to retreat.
Some students began to cry in a low voice. They didn't know what was wrong. We just did something right with a cavity of blood. Why didn't we understand.
They looked blankly around, at the crowd of onlookers, and the agents of the security committee in front of them.
The snow suddenly grew bigger, and the wild wind roared through the steel forest.
However, at this time, the students suddenly sounded a thin song, carrying snow and knife to pass out, it seems that the weather is a little cold, the song also with a slight tremor.
Young but hot.
All eyes to see, suddenly see silver haired girl Zheng Yi weak standing in the snow, gently singing.
"Get up, cold and hungry slave."
"Get up, people suffering all over the world."
"The blood is boiling."
"Fight for the truth."
At first, there was only one person singing.
Soon, other students began to sing along..
In this cold wind, singing is no longer so thin, began to have power.
I don't know who brought this international song from the table world to the inner world, and simplified the lyrics to make it easier to remember.
The students secretly learned the song before the parade, but they didn't dare sing it because the lyrics were too sharp and passionate.
But at this moment, when the consortium let the safety committee tear off the last layer of shame, the students felt that they had nothing to worry about.
The students let the snowflakes cover their heads and shoulders, they do not want to leave, just stubborn singing.
Originally because of shouting slogans on the hoarse voice, continue to overdraw for the song.
The male student in the front looked at the front, and looked at the agents of the public security management committee.
"There has never been a savior."
"It's not the emperor."
"To create human happiness."
"It's all up to us."
Singing singing, male students eyes red, tears from the corner of the eye.
He didn't cry because he felt aggrieved and painful, but because he was in the chorus of hundreds of people, his mood was inexplicably agitated.
They sang the Internationale over and over again and didn't want to leave.
Unexpected things happened, and some people began to sing clumsily in the crowd outside.
At first there were only one or two people singing with them. Gradually, there were one or two hundred people stopping to sing with them.
The number of people in the parade, which was already lonely, began to grow slowly.
The onlookers didn't know why they wanted to join in. They just felt that their brains were hot and they went in.
The singing became more and more loud.
At this time, a man in a black coat, walking leisurely on the snow, still holding a document of temperature.
Hengshe, Li Dongze.
Many people recognized the man.
Then, they watched Li Dongze come to the Security Council agent and put the document in the other party's hand. It was the legal document that was taken away by the agent before.
Li Dongze looked at the detective and said softly, "remember not to use such dirty means to deal with children next time."
The next moment, a box truck came to the corner. Two members of hengshe, wearing black suits, jumped out of the truck. They opened the iron door of the container, and there were pieces of red cloth inside.
Then, dozens of hengshe members rushed out from nowhere. They took the red cloth from the cargo box and distributed it to the students. They said: "it's too cold. It's used as a scarf around the neck. At least the wind won't blow into the neck. And the food will arrive soon. Don't worry
The students stared at the members of hengshe in front of them. The tattoos on each other's bodies spread all the way to their necks and even their cheeks.
This kind of person with a red scarf distribution, but also said warm, kind words, always make people feel a little strange.
They found that these "scarves" even have "trouser legs", which look like a pair of red autumn trousers cut in half and then turned into scarves.
A member of hengshe society scratched his head when he saw that the student's face was different: "the boss insisted on a red scarf. He said it was beautiful, but the scarlet scarf was really hard to find. He had to..."
A student took the scarf: "thank you..."
The member of hengshe with tattoos on his neck grinned: "you are welcome to me... Cough, you're welcome."
Li Dongze looked at the students: "go on, no one dares to stop you today. Sooner or later, you will not be so embarrassed. I'm looking forward to it. "
When the procession started again, the chorus that went straight to the sky did not stop, but grew stronger and stronger.
It's night.
But it's no longer cold.
……
……
In the secret prison, the middle-aged people suddenly became inexplicably anxious.
It's still a while before the agreed time for the secret execution. However, the information that was agreed in the plan to be executed every five minutes has never been sent again.
The middle-aged man paced back and forth in the open space. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Xiao standing. He was unkempt and his hands and feet were all shackled, but when he stood, he had a kind of unstoppable pride.
At this moment, everyone heard a faint song overhead.
The voice is a little weak after penetrating the thick wall, but even the weak chorus voice reflects the passionate and high enthusiasm all the time.
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. It's strange. What song can penetrate here?
He knew very well that above them was Miriam Avenue, which was on the border between area 3 and area 5.
Who would have thought that there was a secret prison hidden underground in such a prosperous place? Because of the special location of the secret prison, Li Shutong couldn't find it for eight years.
At this time, Cheng Xiao and others quietly listened, and slowly hummed: "there has never been a savior, and there is no need for an Immortal Emperor..."
Cheng Xiao sighed: "good song."
The middle-aged man looked at him coldly: "when is it, and are you still in the mood to listen to music?"
"It's no pity to hear a good song before you die," Cheng Xiao said with a smile.
With that, Cheng Xiao hummed again. He only felt that the song on his head was getting louder and louder, and now he could hear some of the words that he just couldn't hear clearly.
The 35 prisoners began to sing along. The middle-aged man rushed to Cheng Xiao and slapped him in the face.
The clear sound is very loud, but Cheng Xiao is still singing with a smile, and his eyes are still staring at the middle-aged people.
The next moment, the middle-aged man grimly said: "direct execution."
A soldier said, "Sir, it's not time."
"No matter, it was originally planned," the middle-aged man said.
But even in the face of execution, Cheng Xiao and others did not stop singing.
All the soldiers opened the safety of the automatic rifle, pulled the bolt and loaded it.
But listen to Cheng Xiao regret way: "unfortunately, there are still several lyrics did not hear clearly."
However, just at this time, several soldiers exclaimed, and their guns, somehow, suddenly came out of their hands, clinging to the concrete ceiling above their heads.
There was a scream in the corridor outside the secret prison. Everyone turned around and saw a 12 member combat team rushing in.
These soldiers are all armed with black ceramic daggers and wearing federal special operations suits. They are as fast as ghosts when they fight in the front. Each of them can fight more than one.
There are no guns on both sides. There are 80 guards in the secret prison, but they don't even have the most basic resistance in front of these 12 people.
No one knows which army they belong to, and no one knows who cultivated the war machine.
The middle-aged man only knows that he has to face not only these special soldiers, but also a supernormal who can control metal!
One Superman, plus 12 gene fighters, is almost the ceiling configuration of special forces in the federal army.
Who is going to break the prison!?
Daddada battle boots sound, a young man walked into the secret prison with a smile, he walked through the battlefield as if no one else, came to the middle-aged man.
But see those guns no longer adsorption ceiling, but slowly floating in the air, gently fall.
All 80 pistols flew to the young man, and the Black Muzzles pointed at the middle-aged man opposite.
"It's a bit strange," the young man said with a smile. "I thought there would be a strong defense force here. As a result, a group of local people, each of them didn't even wear military uniforms, and they were only equipped with silencing pistols. You don't pay much attention to these prisoners."
The middle-aged man said with a pale face: "this secret prison is better than hiding. It's really going to be found by Li Shutong. Even if he is fully armed, he can't stop the demigod. On the surface, we are just employees of a small company on the ground. "
"What you said is quite reasonable. After all, it's Li Shutong who is facing us. The most important thing is concealment, not defense... I learned," the young man laughed.
The middle-aged man trembled and said, "do you know that robbing a secret prison is going to a military court?"
"Just going to court martial?" The young man was a little surprised: "I thought it would be executed directly and secretly."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened and his cold sweat could not stop flowing down his back. He trembled and said, "which army are you from? I'm also under orders..."
The young man said with a smile, "it doesn't make sense for the dead to know which army I belong to."
As he spoke, the guns suspended beside the young man were like 80 invisible hands in the air, pulling the trigger at the same time.
In a flash, the muzzle of the gun loaded with silencing equipment burst out, and it was hard to beat the middle-aged people into a sieve.
Cheng Xiao and others watched this scene silently. They had heard that someone could control the speed of the metal needle shooting bullets in the early years, which was terrible enough.
However, compared with controlling the speed of the metal needle shooting, the young man's effect of shooting the metal storm by himself is obviously more fierce and effective.
The young man turned to Cheng Xiao and others and said seriously, "are you ready? While the ground is still noisy, we have to leave quickly."
"Did Li Shutong send you?" Cheng Xiao hesitated and asked.
The young man laughed and showed his two rows of clean teeth: "although I came to save you because of Mr. Li, he can't command me. We don't belong to knight and hengshe, and the number of the army is confidential. I'm afraid I have no comment."
……
Thanks to scandium, carefree without regret, eternal schoolboy and Tianzhao Yuedu 2856, who have become the new League of this book. The boss is generous and the boss makes a lot of money!
You can search Baidu for the latest chapter in "the naming of night, nine peach novels (www.novelhall.com)"!
Gradually, some people came around, they looked at the scene indifferently.An old man advised: "you young people should get away quickly. They won't let you into the upper three districts."Another aunt said with a good heart, "you are freezing in the ice and snow. Your parents have brought you up so hard. When you do this kind of thing, you don't think about them?""It's impossible to overthrow the consortium in the federal government. Don't let your parents lose their jobs."At this time, a student suddenly found that among the noisy crowd there were marchers who had left earlier. One of them said, "in fact, this kind of parade should not be launched. What's the use of education reform? Can school be a meal?""And I didn't look at the weather forecast when I started. I had to choose a snowy day to travel!"After these people left, only when they tried their best to prove that the march was wrong can they be seen as right to leave.The snow in the sky.Words on the street.It's like a knife in the way.As many adults have said to them: you can't make it.Hundreds of students stood in the same place, unable to move forward, but also unwilling to retreat.Some students began to cry in a low voice. They didn't know what was wrong. We just did something right with a cavity of blood. Why didn't we understand.They looked blankly around, at the crowd of onlookers, and the agents of the security committee in front of them.The snow suddenly grew bigger, and the wild wind roared through the steel forest.However, at this time, the students suddenly sounded a thin song, carrying snow and knife to pass out, it seems that the weather is a little cold, the song also with a slight tremor.Young but hot.All eyes to see, suddenly see silver haired girl Zheng Yi weak standing in the snow, gently singing."Get up, cold and hungry slave.""Get up, people suffering all over the world.""The blood is boiling.""Fight for the truth."At first, there was only one person singing.Soon, other students began to sing along..In this cold wind, singing is no longer so thin, began to have power.I don't know who brought this international song from the table world to the inner world, and simplified the lyrics to make it easier to remember.The students secretly learned the song before the parade, but they didn't dare sing it because the lyrics were too sharp and passionate.But at this moment, when the consortium let the safety committee tear off the last layer of shame, the students felt that they had nothing to worry about.The students let the snowflakes cover their heads and shoulders, they do not want to leave, just stubborn singing.Originally because of shouting slogans on the hoarse voice, continue to overdraw for the song.The male student in the front looked at the front, and looked at the agents of the public security management committee."There has never been a savior.""It's not the emperor.""To create human happiness.""It's all up to us."Singing singing, male students eyes red, tears from the corner of the eye.He didn't cry because he felt aggrieved and painful, but because he was in the chorus of hundreds of people, his mood was inexplicably agitated.They sang the Internationale over and over again and didn't want to leave.Unexpected things happened, and some people began to sing clumsily in the crowd outside.At first there were only one or two people singing with them. Gradually, there were one or two hundred people stopping to sing with them.The number of people in the parade, which was already lonely, began to grow slowly.The onlookers didn't know why they wanted to join in. They just felt that their brains were hot and they went in.The singing became more and more loud.At this time, a man in a black coat, walking leisurely on the snow, still holding a document of temperature.Hengshe, Li Dongze.Many people recognized the man.Then, they watched Li Dongze come to the Security Council agent and put the document in the other party's hand. It was the legal document that was taken away by the agent before.Li Dongze looked at the detective and said softly, "remember not to use such dirty means to deal with children next time."The next moment, a box truck came to the corner. Two members of hengshe, wearing black suits, jumped out of the truck. They opened the iron door of the container, and there were pieces of red cloth inside.Then, dozens of hengshe members rushed out from nowhere. They took the red cloth from the cargo box and distributed it to the students. They said: "it's too cold. It's used as a scarf around the neck. At least the wind won't blow into the neck. And the food will arrive soon. Don't worryThe students stared at the members of hengshe in front of them. The tattoos on each other's bodies spread all the way to their necks and even their cheeks.This kind of person with a red scarf distribution, but also said warm, kind words, always make people feel a little strange.They found that these "scarves" even have "trouser legs", which look like a pair of red autumn trousers cut in half and then turned into scarves.A member of hengshe society scratched his head when he saw that the student's face was different: "the boss insisted on a red scarf. He said it was beautiful, but the scarlet scarf was really hard to find. He had to..."A student took the scarf: "thank you..."The member of hengshe with tattoos on his neck grinned: "you are welcome to me... Cough, you're welcome."Li Dongze looked at the students: "go on, no one dares to stop you today. Sooner or later, you will not be so embarrassed. I'm looking forward to it. "When the procession started again, the chorus that went straight to the sky did not stop, but grew stronger and stronger.It's night.But it's no longer cold.In the secret prison, the middle-aged people suddenly became inexplicably anxious.It's still a while before the agreed time for the secret execution. However, the information that was agreed in the plan to be executed every five minutes has never been sent again.The middle-aged man paced back and forth in the open space. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Xiao standing. He was unkempt and his hands and feet were all shackled, but when he stood, he had a kind of unstoppable pride.At this moment, everyone heard a faint song overhead.The voice is a little weak after penetrating the thick wall, but even the weak chorus voice reflects the passionate and high enthusiasm all the time.The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. It's strange. What song can penetrate here?He knew very well that above them was Miriam Avenue, which was on the border between area 3 and area 5.Who would have thought that there was a secret prison hidden underground in such a prosperous place? Because of the special location of the secret prison, Li Shutong couldn't find it for eight years.At this time, Cheng Xiao and others quietly listened, and slowly hummed: "there has never been a savior, and there is no need for an Immortal Emperor..."Cheng Xiao sighed: "good song."The middle-aged man looked at him coldly: "when is it, and are you still in the mood to listen to music?""It's no pity to hear a good song before you die," Cheng Xiao said with a smile.With that, Cheng Xiao hummed again. He only felt that the song on his head was getting louder and louder, and now he could hear some of the words that he just couldn't hear clearly.The 35 prisoners began to sing along. The middle-aged man rushed to Cheng Xiao and slapped him in the face.The clear sound is very loud, but Cheng Xiao is still singing with a smile, and his eyes are still staring at the middle-aged people.The next moment, the middle-aged man grimly said: "direct execution."A soldier said, "Sir, it's not time.""No matter, it was originally planned," the middle-aged man said.But even in the face of execution, Cheng Xiao and others did not stop singing.All the soldiers opened the safety of the automatic rifle, pulled the bolt and loaded it.But listen to Cheng Xiao regret way: "unfortunately, there are still several lyrics did not hear clearly."However, just at this time, several soldiers exclaimed, and their guns, somehow, suddenly came out of their hands, clinging to the concrete ceiling above their heads.There was a scream in the corridor outside the secret prison. Everyone turned around and saw a 12 member combat team rushing in.These soldiers are all armed with black ceramic daggers and wearing federal special operations suits. They are as fast as ghosts when they fight in the front. Each of them can fight more than one.There are no guns on both sides. There are 80 guards in the secret prison, but they don't even have the most basic resistance in front of these 12 people.No one knows which army they belong to, and no one knows who cultivated the war machine.The middle-aged man only knows that he has to face not only these special soldiers, but also a supernormal who can control metal!One Superman, plus 12 gene fighters, is almost the ceiling configuration of special forces in the federal army.Who is going to break the prison!?Daddada battle boots sound, a young man walked into the secret prison with a smile, he walked through the battlefield as if no one else, came to the middle-aged man.But see those guns no longer adsorption ceiling, but slowly floating in the air, gently fall.All 80 pistols flew to the young man, and the Black Muzzles pointed at the middle-aged man opposite."It's a bit strange," the young man said with a smile. "I thought there would be a strong defense force here. As a result, a group of local people, each of them didn't even wear military uniforms, and they were only equipped with silencing pistols. You don't pay much attention to these prisoners."The middle-aged man said with a pale face: "this secret prison is better than hiding. It's really going to be found by Li Shutong. Even if he is fully armed, he can't stop the demigod. On the surface, we are just employees of a small company on the ground. ""What you said is quite reasonable. After all, it's Li Shutong who is facing us. The most important thing is concealment, not defense... I learned," the young man laughed.The middle-aged man trembled and said, "do you know that robbing a secret prison is going to a military court?""Just going to court martial?" The young man was a little surprised: "I thought it would be executed directly and secretly."The middle-aged man's eyes widened and his cold sweat could not stop flowing down his back. He trembled and said, "which army are you from? I'm also under orders..."The young man said with a smile, "it doesn't make sense for the dead to know which army I belong to."As he spoke, the guns suspended beside the young man were like 80 invisible hands in the air, pulling the trigger at the same time.In a flash, the muzzle of the gun loaded with silencing equipment burst out, and it was hard to beat the middle-aged people into a sieve.Cheng Xiao and others watched this scene silently. They had heard that someone could control the speed of the metal needle shooting bullets in the early years, which was terrible enough.However, compared with controlling the speed of the metal needle shooting, the young man's effect of shooting the metal storm by himself is obviously more fierce and effective.The young man turned to Cheng Xiao and others and said seriously, "are you ready? While the ground is still noisy, we have to leave quickly.""Did Li Shutong send you?" Cheng Xiao hesitated and asked.The young man laughed and showed his two rows of clean teeth: "although I came to save you because of Mr. Li, he can't command me. We don't belong to knight and hengshe, and the number of the army is confidential. I'm afraid I have no comment."Thanks to scandium, carefree without regret, eternal schoolboy and Tianzhao Yuedu 2856, who have become the new League of this book. The boss is generous and the boss makes a lot of money!You can search Baidu for the latest chapter in "the naming of night, nine peach novels www.novelhall.com"!
