There was still some tremor under the soles of the feet, and the little bird was leaning against the corner of the wall, looking very hard. The pen and the fun and the www.biquge.info little hands and feet are as cold as ice cubes, but the forehead is hot. What's going on.

Birds aren't the kind of people who get scared, could it have something to do with the strange behavior just now?

No matter what, press the chest, no fractures. The heartbeat is smooth and the breathing is regular, not like an injury. I stuck the knife at my waist and picked up the little yellow bird. I heard her exhale lowly, as if she had woken up from something.

"Request an internal report."

"Oh, something seems to have happened to that car, there are two people coming this way. The communication channel was jammed, and Xiao Yueyue was able to speak slowly in the most critical situation. Of course, this may also be the professional quality of the students of the Institute of Information Technology.

"Xiao Yueyue??" I leaned against the wall with some difficulty, fiddling with the friction strips on the wheat. The gear-shaped adjustment rod has long been phased out, and Mars technology has long been infiltrated into various applications. Non-contact smart sensing, however, this thing can sometimes be ineffective. For example, if you accidentally touch it occasionally, you will change the channel on your own initiative.

"Uh-huh--" The voice from there was very unstable, but I believe that Xiao Yueyue must be more crazy than me. This product is also developed by her, and it may not look good at home, but the quality is absolutely nothing to say, unless, unless, unless the interference encountered is not from the earth.

"MLGBD, ahem, okay, now it's okay to go back, I'm trying to contact the intruder." Xiao Yueyue is obviously not calm.

The gate was splattered with blood, not like human blood, a few bullet holes. There is also a severed hand at his feet, his nails are gray and gray, and his skin is wrinkled into tangerine peel. A blood vessel seemed to be still tough, wrapping around the forearm and hanging down all the way.

I kicked my broken hands and feet aside, I don't know how these joints can break so easily,

The door creaked open from the inside, and with a thud, it fell down.....

Lao Gao was injured, one hand covered his abdomen, and blood kept gushing out. Xiao Gao is nowhere to be seen, Xiao Yueyue should be in a hidden place, because her combat effectiveness has dropped sharply when she is doing information dissemination work, so she must not be discovered.

Otherwise, if those precision instruments are destroyed, hehe.......

The boss's face was painted, and the mouth was shallow and long, which should be a bruise, a needle or a flying blade or something.

I carefully put the little yellow bird on the sofa and touched the carotid artery, which should be fine.

The boss motioned for Little Strawberry to stay, in case of any accidents, and beckoned me to follow her.

"It seems that I want to be here because I was cornered, but I was scared away by Lao Gao a few times before, and this time I don't know where to get a few guns, hum-" The boss was a little disdainful, but he went up the stairs lightly.

"Listen to Xiao Yueyue, how many people are running this way?" I pulled out my wipes and wiped the blood off my hands. Looking around, I probably won't be able to keep it here, so I can take everything I can with me.

"Well—probably, I'm guessing it's the fat ones, but don't take it lightly, after all, there's not much chance of survival in that situation." The boss paused, as if thinking about the wording, but it must have been that I thought too much, and the reason why the boss is the boss is because he dares to do anything and can say anything......

I'm saddened, maybe. The power of nuclear weapons in general can only be seen in the book of big things. A nuclear power plant leak in an island country can kill an adult man in 12 hours, but what if there is a nuclear explosion? You tell me?

I thought it was a prehistoric superhuman, right? It's all dead, isn't it? If you don't have the ability to control, you still want to use it, aren't you afraid of playing with fire**?

Although, it seems that you have dug up the nuclear ruins of tens of thousands of years ago, but are you sure you have that ability?

I can't help but want to beat up those human non-humans whose brains have entered the gutter oil that can break through the blood-brain barrier and then wreak havoc in the cerebrospinal fluid.

The eldest entered a small bedroom on the second floor. Xiao Yueyue sat on the balcony, watching the screen intently.

The sunken balcony has two small pillows, a bookshelf behind it, a small LCD TV with a sunken LCD in front of it, the blinds are closed, the black sunshade prevents the light from leaking out, and the orange-yellow chandelier hanging from the top of the balcony blends in with the warm colors of the surroundings.

This is a room for little girls.

I don't know which girl can get such a pampering. The furnishings in this room feel a strong love at a glance, and these pieces of furniture are definitely expensive.

The winged plush kitten lies quietly on the round princess bed.

Looking up, the ceiling is covered with cherry blossoms. Under the blue sky, the cherry trees seem to be shaking, shaking off the morning dewdrops.

"The two men stopped." Xiao Yueyue pointed to two small red dots on the screen. Scattered next to it were batteries and launchers pulled from nowhere. "Send a distress signal."

"Enemies?" I looked at the screen crisscrossed by green and red lines, it was a complicated thing.....

"Knocked out, Xiao Gao watched." The boss clasped his hands to his chest, and his right hand kept beating on his upper arm. Staring intently at the screen, "I'm going to the rescue with Little Strawberry." ”

"Xiao Nan, look at the little yellow bird, Xiao Yueyue will notify you if there is any situation."

"Hmm." I replied and said I had no objections. Maybe those two people are Wang Fatzi? Go downstairs to prepare the car. If I want to say that the thing I regret the most is that I didn't get a few more sports cars, according to yesterday's posture, I guess what Cayenne in front of Kempinski in the CBD block, what Bugatti ..... all followed up to the sky...... Well, forgive me for only knowing that they are expensive. In the later period, it is estimated that it can be sold as an antique to those in power.

No matter how expensive a sports car is, it can't compare to my little armor. After all, life is at stake. BUT WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT LITTLE POLO!!

The boss and the little strawberry disappeared into the night, leaving a room of blood.

Xiao Gao didn't know where to look at the two big living people. His father was dying, he was shot in the abdomen, and the chance of death was not very great. Fortunately, it's a pistol, if it's a rifle, it will directly tear the upper body, and you will be left to hold your stomach and breathe?

The shrapnel must have been pierced into the abdomen. If Ah Rong is here, there will definitely be no problem, but Ah Rong doesn't know, he is still not there.

Little Strawberry must also believe that Ah Rong is here, so he wants to live so hard and wait until the day he appears.

Companions are like siblings, and whoever is hurt is a pain in the skin.

The little yellow bird has obviously been able to wake up, but it has always seemed to be trapped somewhere and can't get out of the dream. I put the little yellow bird on the hand, and I heard a low exhale.

I'm afraid it's a nightmare, and sometimes I do that, going around in circles and repeating it in my dreams. I could already hear the voices of the people around me, but I couldn't wake up.

Every time the bird sees my little finger shaking, it will know that I have a nightmare, and then hold my hand, and then I can wake up, like a person trapped in another world, and there must be a person from the original world to guide the way.

But this time, the bird had not woken up twice, and I quietly closed my eyes and felt the slight beating in her veins. Is this a dream? I just wanted to let go of my consciousness and feel the bird's condition, but I didn't want to fall into her consciousness. It's pitch black, black purity, black nature.

Such a dream should be quite mild. But it won't trap people, and you can't get out.

Houses that are more than 20 years old will have souls, are we being summoned by this house?