Mu Fan's body was straight, and his heartbeat was suppressed to the slowest at this moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the influence of the ghostly energy, the breath is as natural as the breeze of a summer night, and even the smell of blood on the body disappears.

Mu Fan walked in the small woods behind the medical center, his eyes watching the actions of everyone nearby.

One step, two steps, and one of the stalkers turned his head to the other side.

Mu Fan's right hand rested on the fence on the side, and his body flipped over like a violation of the laws of physics, flashing by.

At this time, another gaze came, but there was no surprise.

In their perception, the place was as calm as ever, with no one or any movement.

Mu Fan clinged to the perimeter of the fence, walking in the shadow of the branches and leaves.

In his eyes, he silently kept in mind the law of everyone's looking.

A shrewd hunter must have absolute patience to familiarize himself with every move of his prey.

Three seconds later, the two people who were originally monitoring the place moved their eyes away, and Mu Fan jumped lightly under his feet, and the whole person rose and fell like a bird, and took several steps in a row.

Three, two, one.

The figure suddenly fell down, and the single chapter was pressed on the ground, and the whole person was less than 1 cm from the surface, in a state of suspended support.

Mu Fan's eyes looked at the vegetation in front of him.

It was the real outer vegetation of the complex, about 300 meters away from him, and the only obstacle was a man in a suit holding a night vision device standing there.

He was pacing back and forth boredly.

Three minutes later, Mu Fan, who was also running, was already like a cheetah bypassing the remaining dozen pairs of eyes, approaching this last line of defense.

Outside the other corner of the medical center, the beard yawned and was ready to return to the hovercar.

Unbeknownst to all, a ghostly shadow was slowly moving towards their west.

Beyond the west side is the real East End complex.

I have to say that the location of the card in front of Mu Fan is very wonderful, in the middle of two huge rocks, the only passage, he happened to be standing in front of a rock, walking back and forth.

Mu Fan had quietly arrived at a distance of less than five meters in front of this person, and the other party still hadn't noticed it.

Under the cold night, Mu Fan's eyes were calm and terrifying.

In his heart, he had silently carved all the movements of the person in front of him and the four people a hundred meters to the side.

After five seconds, the four people 100 meters away on the left will move in a fixed southward direction, while the person in front of them will turn in a counterclockwise circle.

This will be his chance.

At five seconds, the man really started turning counterclockwise.

Mu Fan's body slowly bulged.

Near, near......

When the distance between the two was less than 2 meters, this person finally passed in front of Mu Fan.

At this time, Mu Fan actually got up directly and lightly stuck to less than half a meter behind the other party!

The pace is exactly the same as that of the other party, like a marionette that perfectly simulates the action.

The most terrifying thing is that this person doesn't know that there is already a pair of figures behind him staring at his back.

Step by step, he returned to the starting point just now, Mu Fan looked at the head of the person who was about to turn around with calm eyes, and took a slight step to the right.

The whole person completely disappeared from this area......

"Well, I haven't been moving here, boss." This person always felt a little weird just now, but I think I must be too tired from the time I spent watching here.

Report to the boss, and wait to arrange a rotation of surveillance.

After his body flashed on the rock, Mu Fan completely detached himself from the area that was being watched.

For the rest of the time, I'm afraid I'll always think that he is still there.

Mu Fan's eyes glanced back lightly, and then walked straight forward.

Blockade, breakthrough.

"The car is behind a wall four hundred meters in front."

"Got it."

A moment later, Mu Fan's figure had already appeared in it, and Mu Fan was the only one in the closed car body.

From now until tomorrow, he will be a ghost walking in darkness.

"Black, call Bai Guyue."

Mu Fan looked at his left hand, his little finger and ring finger could still be gently hooked, and the remaining three fingers were temporarily unable to move.

This is only temporary, as he can still feel the touch of his fingertips, and he needs to regain his nerve function as soon as possible.

And at this time, Bai Guyue, who has the title of senior medicinal planter, will be his only choice.

Under the black simulation, the watch directly replaced Tianxun, and directly dialed Bai Guyue's number in the disguise of Mu Fan's Tianxun card number.

In the Shanyu Lane in Area E, in the antique house, various plants wrap the exquisite buildings in it.

It was close to 1 a.m., and a young girl was sleeping on the bench.

The test utensils next to her had not yet had time to be cleaned, and the girl was still wearing a white lab coat.

It was obviously too tired to sleep over.

But for Bai Guyue, this is already commonplace.

In Grandpa's words, we must have a sense of crisis about the future, so that we can better live in this world.

Bai Guyue, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, naturally chose to listen to her grandfather.

I fell asleep tired during the experiment, and I have fallen asleep several times.

As long as you don't get noticed by your grandfather.

The girl next to the experimental table stretched out her wrist and subconsciously grabbed a beaker, and then hugged it into her arms, sleeping more peacefully.

But then a hurried bell frightened the girl.

"I'm just too sleepy, I'll just sleep for a while, just for a while!"

The girl in the white lab coat got up and said hurriedly.

But five seconds later, the bell was still ringing rapidly, and she realized that it wasn't her grandfather who came to check the post!

"Whew, that's great, managed to dodge it once."

Thinking that she had not been discovered by her grandfather, the easily shy girl laughed happily.

Drip, drip!

It's still ringing, it's already midnight, who will contact themselves, the Association of Biology and Pharmacists?

Bai Guyue looked at it with a curious gaze, and two words [Mu Fan] were displayed on the Tianxun.

Well?

With doubts in her eyes, Bai Guyue chose to answer.

"Mu Fan, is there anything wrong with this late hour?"

Hearing that Bai Guyue connected to the heavenly news, Mu Fan's heart had already let go of half of it.

"I have three superimposed gunshot wounds under my left shoulder, although I have undergone preliminary treatment, I am still in a state of blood loss, and the nerve function of my left hand is blocked, I need your help." Mu Fan felt the stickiness in his left shoulder, and explained the facts in the shortest language in a steady voice.

"Ah, come on!"

Hearing the word gunshot wound, Bai Guyue was startled, and hurriedly replied, not asking even half a word at all.

With the palm of his hand pressed the control button next to it, the specially made bioremediation chamber began to emit a ghostly glow.

At the same time, an operating table popped up next to it, on which were densely packed with surgical tools.

With a mask and disposable gloves attached to him, Bai Guyue was ready for first aid.

"Thanks, I'll be there later." Mu Fan had already seen the end of the street corner, which was the entrance to Shanyu Lane.

Tianxun hung up.

The driverless vehicle stopped, and when Mu Fan appeared, the tall wooden door creaked open.

The girl in a white pharmacist suit had already looked at Mu Fan.

"Come on in."

Without too many words, Mu Fan flashed into the door, and the hovercar quietly drove aside.

The night was silent.

But on the operating table on the first floor, Bai Guyue looked at Mu Fan's wound with a solemn face: "This wound ...... The destructive power is too strong, and the actual destruction of your wound is far larger than the wound surface, and even if you are treated by me, it will take you at least 18 hours to heal! ”

18 hours ......

Thinking of what he was going to do next, Mu Fan shook his head slightly, his tone was slow but extremely firm:

"For a maximum of 3 hours, I just need to regain my nerve function...... All please. ”

(To be continued.) )