The night sky in the city of Apur was not as calm as usual, and the miniature surveillance cameras scattered everywhere gathered like bees, surrounding the black building where Sun Wuru was located.

There is a nightclub sign in front of the building, but now people are scrambling to flee here. The commotion upstairs was so violent that there was an atmosphere of terror throughout the building.

Fifty-seven floors, the wide floor-to-ceiling windows shattered to the ground. The eyes of the "friend" captured every inch of the picture, but the result was only to plunge the computer into endless calculations and thoughts.

A man, a crimson silk suit, a pair of old black cloth shoes, and two military thorns.

But like a thunderbolt, he eliminated three federal mechas.

Mechs have been used for a long time, and as long as the driver has been trained for a certain amount of time, combined with the assistance system, a bulky machine can make movements that are more dexterous than a human.

This new type of weapon, which is directly thrown into the battlefield of regional conflict, is almost invincible and unstoppable in urban warfare.

Flesh and blood, if you want to face this kind of steel machine, it is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car.

But the man did. No matter how sharp the blade was, it didn't touch him in the slightest, but every time he made a weird shot, he ran towards the limited weaknesses of the mecha.

I don't know how powerful the military thorn carried, but it actually split the layers of iron armor and took the driver's life.

Within two minutes, the three mechs had been turned into scrap metal. There were sticky blood stains dripping from the military thorns, but the man's silk clothes were still neat; The mask is pure white and flawless, still without sorrow or joy.

And the "friends" have not yet figured out the countermeasures.

Weapons are being called in, retreats are being blocked, but the probability of successfully capturing or killing the man has not increased at all.

His physical fitness even chased Sun Ruthless, and that strange body and standing posture made his strength burst out more.

"Brother, brother." In a trance, it seemed that an immature voice broke into Sun Wuru's heart, and he suddenly felt that his breathing was much easier. The pain in his body was already a little numb, but now it came back to his body, like ten thousand ants devouring his body, and the pain was unbearable.

"What's going on?" He struggled out of the wall, his eyes blood-red, and he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"Sober up." The anxious voice of "friend" came. At the same time, the helmet began to fill with a green viscous liquid, but Sun was ruthlessly surprised to find that he could still breathe.

His vision slowly returned, and the suit was stimulating his visual system to return to normal, while he was injected with a certain amount of stimulant.

The man was standing in the room, and at his feet were three scrapped mechs.

"Enforcers?" A tuned voice came from under the mask, but in the language of another country.

Through the translation of "friend", Sun ruthlessly heard this sentence.

Just by looking at his clothes, you know which country he is from. He concealed all his identities, but he did not intend to hide his nationality.

The "friend" has not yet calculated the results, but Sun Wuru's back is already cold. Has this struggle involved other countries?

Sun Ruthless's right arm fist blade popped out, and his left hand picked up the square shield of the mecha under his feet and held it in front of him. When he did all this, the man in red had no intention of stopping him.

Waiting for Sun to stand still, the man took a step forward with his left foot, turned sideways, and stabbed a flower with both hands, which was horizontal in front of his chest. The movements are streamlined and sophisticated, a looming momentum spreads, the hem of the silk dress is windless and automatic, and even the night sky outside the window seems to freeze.

"Two moves?" The voice that changed the tone couldn't hear the joy and sorrow, but Sun Wuru seemed to feel a faint pride.

Sun Wuru seemed to see Zhang Xiaoxiao standing in front of him, as if he was in the underground of the sanatorium, holding his figure independent of the federal army.

On the high horse.

No one will use a gun on this occasion. In just a few microseconds of locking, the opponent's weapon can pierce your body.

While. The blade of the fist narrowly and narrowly stopped a military stab, and "Friend" gained control of the suit, making up for Sun's lack of ruthless reaction speed.

Sun ruthlessly rolled his wrist, opened and closed his fist blades, poured all his strength, and brought up bursts of afterimages at high speed, cutting through the man's silk clothes.

But Sun Wu's ruthlessness was not exhausted, but the man stepped back first, and stood in front of him with great speed. He withdrew his thorn and pressed one hand on his abdomen. Sun Wuru only felt a strong force coming, and the impact that was more violent than just now hit his valve like a heavy hammer.

Inability to breathe. Sun ruthlessly opened his mouth slightly, in extreme pain.

The man bent his leg again and struck up, forcing Sun to fly mercilessly and crashing into the wall.

In the smoke and dust, the black figure stood up again, and the sharp sword wind came to his face. The man subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it on Sun Wuru's arm, but his palm was still cut out of an extremely deep bloody hole.

Looking closely, on Sun's ruthless battle uniform, the arm bones, shin bones, and even the waist and abdomen all stretched out sharp blades. Looks like a hedgehog.

The man raised his hands again, motionless like a mountain.

Sun ruthlessly suppressed the pain in his chest and abdomen, and the familiar power poured back into his body, and every attack was like a bamboo.

But not once, he could hit the opponent.

In a small area, the man moves at high speed. The two arms were like swimming snakes, constantly unloading Sun's ruthless strength from the dead end, and there was still time to punch him.

His strength is not as strong as Sun Wuru, but between his gestures, he seems to follow some kind of wonderful rules.

Fighting with him, in a powerful force, is also like a mud cow into the sea, useless.

After a few rounds, Sun Wuru was blasted away again, and the bones in his body seemed to have fallen apart, and it was difficult to gather a little strength.

"You don't know martial arts." The man shook his head, withdrew his thorn, and turned to look out the window.

Outside, the armed forces of the "Friends" group are surrounding the place. Wang Yi's injury is not yet healed, but he is also rushing to the scene.

Can't play anymore, it's time to go.

"Who the hell are you!" Even though the "friends" kept dissuading him, Sun Wuru still struggled out of the wall.

He didn't use a voice changer, and his voice came clearly into the man's ears.

The man who was about to leave here was stunned for a moment, but he actually retracted his steps, and the white mask approached Sun Wuru.

"Is your surname Sun?" Unexpectedly, he asked a question.

Sun ruthlessly saw some black wires wrapped around his ears, and his "friend" also detected different electromagnetic signals around him. This person should also have a similar smart device.

He didn't answer the man's words, but the man seemed to know the answer.

"If you want to know your parents' secrets, come with me." With that, the man's figure disappeared into the office. The "friend" could barely keep up with him, and he was hurtling downstairs.

"Don't go, it's a trap!" "Friend" reminded.

But lying on the ground and gasping for breath twice, Sun ruthlessly slapped the floor, followed the man, and rushed down the building.

In his mind, the alarm of "friend" kept coming, and his eyes were filled with dazzling red light, but Sun Wuru did not stop.

He really wanted to know so much about his parents. The person in front of him only heard his voice and confirmed his identity. There is no doubt that this man has a secret behind him.

If you want him to die, you have already killed him just now. It wasn't even hard to capture him.

Rushing out of the nightclub, the figure of the man in red was running towards the port. I don't know when he changed to a chopping knife more than three meters long, and the flying machines that stopped him along the road were all split with a knife. There is no damage to the blade, and it seems that special treatment has been done.

He had a good grasp of the time, and before the encirclement was formed, he had already broken into the empty harbor.

There is no "friend" monitoring here, and besides, there is a lot of space underground.

It is estimated that it will take a few minutes to reformulate the battle plan.

The man ran to the place where the surveillance had been set up this afternoon, and the vision of the "friend" began to become clear. The microrobot followed, trying to grasp his position.

But the chopping knife in the man's hand suddenly turned into a slap, and it slapped somewhere in the void, and several miniature robots were smashed alive and fell to the ground like flies.

After a few reciprocating, the man was no longer surrounded by these annoying flies. The "friend" pulled up the surveillance, but it was difficult to capture the man's voice.

Between the tall containers, the man stopped. After a while, Sun Wuru, who was seriously injured, staggered to keep up.

The two were not far apart, and the man carefully wiped the fingerprints off the knife and threw the knife aside. Doesn't seem to be worried about being discovered.

"Forget everything." The man put his hands behind his back, and seemed to see through everything between his words.

Sun Wuru didn't reply, to be precise, he didn't know what to say at all.

"Take off your helmet and your glasses." The man said, "Then I'll take off my mask too." With that, he took a step back, his body hidden between the containers, and only Sun Wu's angle could see his face clearly.

"Can't take it off! Sun is ruthless! Don't be stupid! Outside the port, the federal forces were desperately heading here: "Spend it again, wait for the Federation to come." ”

"That's how you want our conversation to be known to that computer, huh?" The man said, "It doesn't know anything about you. But I know, a lot of people know. ”

This sentence hit Sun's ruthless weakness. It is undeniable that "friends" really helped him a lot, and during the time he lost his memory, it was he who helped him to re-understand the world and become familiar with the power in his body.

But it doesn't know anything about him. As he said, many secrets will be quietly bypassed it.

It's not omniscient.

After hesitating for a moment, ignoring the opposition of his "friend", Sun Wuru began to reach out and untie his helmet.

He wants to enter this circle, this circle full of secrets, to find his life.

The helmet was taken off, the glasses were taken off, and he threw it away.

Then he saw the man nod, no more demanding.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the voice of "friend" still echoing in his head, and now it quickly calmed down.

Don't forget, it and Sun Wuru are existences that can talk directly. Even the man believes that he has lost his external assistive devices and glasses that represent the identity of the law enforcer, and he has lost the messages of his friends.

Moreover, there are cameras on the uniforms.

Sun Wuru was covered in sweat, and if the man saw all his methods, they would have wasted all their efforts. His face has been exposed to the man's eyes, and his identity naturally cannot be hidden.

The man began to reach for his mask. Under the mask, his chin was already exposed, and soon, Sun ruthlessly saw the corners of his mouth.

There, a playful smile was raised.

They overlooked one thing, they expected the man to be unthinkable of their means.

But without thinking about it, the man didn't care at all.

In an instant, the man pressed his mask again, rushed behind Sun Wuru like a whirlwind, turned his palm into a knife, and lightly touched the back of his neck.

Sun Wuru's eyes darkened and he fainted.