"Su Meng, you said that spatial defense can be made into props?"

"Yes," Su Meng said, "In the normal state, you still need to use the source of the table, and if you want to change to the source, you can only use props."

At this point, going back to school would only add to the trouble, and the boy had an idea, "Then let's go back to my house." He took the girl's hand.

I hurriedly ate two bowls of noodles at a noodle restaurant along the road, and it was already 1 o'clock in the afternoon when I got home.

The mother was taking a nap, and the two returned to the room like thieves, and Wen Cheng locked the door and made a soft click.

The first is the wake-up circuit, Wen Cheng frowned and took the painkiller again, the pain was suppressed at 20%, only the numbness as if he had undergone surgery, and the cells in his body seemed to be gently plucked by a small iron spoon.

Su Meng drove the source to make an independent plane, and when she finished doing this, the girl's shoulders and neck were sweaty, and her dark blue school uniform was soaked. This time the plane is much smaller, and it is made by re-stitching your bedroom. Wen Cheng completed the study of the loop wake-up and spatial defense program on the floor, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when he came out of the plane.

Su Meng sat on the floor on his knees, his face pale and sweaty. Wen Cheng sat down, the pain was all recovered, he could no longer take medicine, the gathering of his own law source was also quite difficult, his heart was intertwined with pain and burning, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, wiped each other's sweat, after resting for a while, Su Meng opened the door lock, and then made a teleportation hole to leave, Wen Cheng took the backpack, quietly took something and left.

Came to the street surrounded by a piece of light, suddenly felt dizzy, Wen Cheng hung up his glasses, Su Meng's physical signs were only 30% left, he took the girl to a cheap pizza shop, Su Meng ate a slice and sat opposite, his chin propped up on his wrist and looked at the boy, Wen Cheng ate the remaining five slices of pizza, patted his stomach and escorted Su Meng home, and then returned to the unfinished downstairs, he went to the fence and sat down, looked at the crossroads, put the backpack to his side, the backpack was the 20 porcelain balls left by Su Meng, he called out the 9 porcelain balls stored in the loop, One by one, the white light pattern is engraved.

9 space defense generators, 20 pulse bombs, this is the weapon he took to shoot, and after taking stock of the combat preparations in the bag, Wen Cheng put on his glasses.

"Wearer: Gu Wencheng, 30% of the signs, 5% of the circuit"

The pain was nothing compared to sleepiness, and the boy leaned against the corner and took a nap.

It was seven o'clock in the evening when I woke up again, the sky was getting darker, there were a lot fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road, a few plastic bags were rolling under the dusk of the intersection, the office building on the opposite corner was dark, the middle-aged man who had just locked the roller shutter door walked briskly past Wen Cheng, and there were constantly military planes crossing the sky making a dull whirring sound, the boy looked at his mobile phone, and looked around blankly, the cold invaded, and the bone marrow of his arm seemed to be drained, he pulled up the zipper of his sweatshirt and continued to close his eyes.

Finally woken up by a wave of shrill sirens, Wen Cheng rubbed his eyes and found that there was a red and blue light in front of him, a buzzing helicopter hovering in the sky in the distance, two ambulances in the opposite corner lying quietly, and a group of men and women in white coats looked at the boy in the sweatshirt across the road with calm eyes.

"Hey, haven't you slept enough?" The girl's voice sounded in her ears, and Liu Zhen stood leaning against the corner, her excessively long bangs scattered on the tip of her nose, her hands in the pockets of her pleated skirt, one boot on the wall, her hair swirling and dancing in the air, and her posture was as handsome as a cigarette.

"Hmm......" Wen Cheng smiled inexplicably, "I'm still a little sleepy, but I can't sleep, what time is it?"

"Eight." Liu Zhen replied and handed over a bottle of mineral water.

"What about you?" Wen Cheng drank the water in one gulp, stood up and threw it to the trash can on the side.

"Ah......" Ryu stretched and yawned again, "I really want to go back to sleep."

"Get enough sleep when that's done." Wen Cheng said, carrying the backpack, Liu Zhen gave him a blank look inexplicably.

"Would you like to ask Uncle Hashimatsu for help?" Wen Cheng looked at the girl's back and asked.

"Anyone can do it, but they can't." Liu Zhen replied quickly and did not add more.

In any case, there are still too few people, and although the police and the committee can't pull people away, Liu Zhen, as a great magician, should always have some appeal.

"Leave them alone." Liu Zhen sighed and waved his hand hurriedly, and Wen Cheng nodded and activated his glasses.

"Subject: Ryu Zhen, 80% of the signs, circuit??"

"Wearer: Gu Wencheng, 60% of physical signs, 30% of circuits"

His lips were dry again, and Wen Cheng licked his lips and said, "Then let's go."

"Don't worry," Ryujin said briefly, "wait."

Wait? If it's waiting for the mechanical dogs to be dispatched, so many police cars must have alarmed the enemy. Wen Cheng looked at the girl's back and chose to be silent.

After a while, there was a screeching sound of tires behind the two of them, and the smell rushed to their noses.

Looking back, under the flashing police lights were three black armored vehicles, and heavily armed SWAT team members rushed out of the rear of the vehicles, holding a Type 95 5.8mm assault rifle in their hands, a 9mm Type 92 with a 9mm in their legs, helmets attached to tactical eyepieces and headphones, some holding shields, some holding sniper rifles.

The swarthy man led by the leader strode up to Liu Zhen, saluted and said, "Dispatched by the 19th Bureau, the 3rd Squadron of the 1st Brigade of the Special Police Detachment of the City Bureau came to report, I am the captain Wang Zhengjun, Ms. Liu Zhen, please give an order."

"How many of you are there?"

"36."

Liu Zhen paused for a moment and said, "I don't know much about your tactics, but there is only one target, which is the human on the top floor, Captain Wang, what is your plan?"

"A sniper is already in position in the helicopter, and another sniper is stationed on an upstairs 800 meters away, but the building is wrapped in black veil and the situation inside is unknown," the swarthy man said.

"I'm going to be captured alive," Ryujin looked up at the swarthy SWAT, "don't tell me you have different orders."

"No, we're just going to follow Ms. Liu's arrangement tonight," the captain paused for a moment to say, "Since rappelling and sniping can't be used, you can climb from the façade and go directly to the top floor to arrest you."

"It's okay," Liu Zhen said, "Let's divide into two teams," she pointed to the police officer raising the shield in the distance, "These shields follow me to the front, and leave a few others to help me watch my back, Captain Wang, you can arrange the others freely." After a while, she added, "There are tens of thousands of enemies, so bring more ammunition and don't be careless."

"Yes!" The captain ran back to the armored car and lectured the officers.

Wen Cheng looked at Liu Zhen's figure and frowned worriedly, in the conversation just now, Liu Zhen's girlishness disappeared, I really don't know what she has experienced over the years.

Liu Zhen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Wen Cheng's eyes and said, "Hey, stupid, which one do you think is better to choose on the battlefield?"

"I don't understand," Wen Cheng smiled calmly, "or Ms. Liu will decide."

Liu Zhen gave him a blank look, and then looked back at the top of the building.

I wanted to wait for the mechanical dog to be dispatched before acting, but Liu Zhen actually contacted the evacuation without authorization, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty several times, but despite this, Wen Cheng couldn't show a trace of anger at the girl's disrupted deployment.

The choice of battlefield must be beneficial to our side, and the enemy must not be allowed to spill out of the walls so as not to hurt the innocent.

After the area is powered off, the area within a radius of 500 meters will be turned into darkness, and the mechanical dogs are bound to pounce frantically, on the open ground, the destructive power of the tidal wave of mechanical dogs is no different from that of a swarm of bees, and the battle in the confined space has the risk of lack of oxygen.

"Ryu Jin."

"Say."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a magician of fire."

"Looks like you've thought of it too," Ryujin turned back and raised her hair, "but there's no way back."

"If the building is surrounded by a wall of fire," Wen Cheng said indifferently, "the mechanical dog will not be able to get out," he reached out and took out a porcelain ball from his backpack, "and the higher the density, the more effective my pulse bomb will be."

"Oops, oops...... It seems that this is the only way to go." Ryu Zhen smiled evilly.

Wen Cheng didn't answer, and waited quietly for the girl, Liu Zhen turned his back and took out his mobile phone to make a decision,

"Regional power outage, execution!"

The buildings from far to near gradually faded out, and darkness engulfed everyone.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, ten hours before the military intervened.