Section 21 The Black Suit Organization Wall

"Who is a pervert? You're the perverts, you're all perverts. Harry thought that Carman's pervert was blasphemy, so much so that he yelled at the two of them.

"Don't call if you don't understand, ignorant! Ignorance! This is the term for biological evolution, a life form, not a psychopath. ā€

Carman was furious, and talking about biotechnology with ignorant people was tantamount to Xiucai meeting soldiers, and it was unreasonable.

"Drop" sounds, communication connection.

"Dean, there is a group of people outside who are arrogant and unreasonable, and they want to search the hospital, and I can't stop them, so I can only report secretly." The nurse had a crying voice in her voice, and she heard the sound of flushing, presumably hiding in the toilet to make a report.

"Who are these people?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, these people are menacing, and they are still with guys." The nurse replied in a low voice.

"Try to stop them and don't let them disrupt our repair process." The old man did not look up, and skillfully operated the body repair instrument.

"By the way, did you notify the mayor?"

"I was notified, these people are not under the jurisdiction of the district chief, what is the special operations group...... Yes! The nurse's screams were heard, followed by the sound of the toilet door being forcibly broken.

"Teacher, what should I do?" Kaman's forehead was sweating like rain.

"I'll meet them." After opening the door, no one was allowed to agree, and the girl walked out of her own way.

"I'll go too, maybe I'm the one they're looking for." Alan also followed out the door.

Or because the recovery room is located on the top floor of the hospital, so that the corridor is empty.

There were too many doubts in my heart and I was about to ask the girl to ask, but before Alan could speak, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the staircase.

The elevator opened, the hatch never opened, and two spherical objects rolled in.

"Lie down!" The girl was quick-eyed, kicked the flying ball, turned and pounced, and pressed Alan to the ground.

The body is soft and the body fragrance is striking, Alan doesn't care about this fragrant scene, and only assesses the situation.

The sound was not violent, and after the grenade exploded, a white light flashed, and Alan was unprepared, and his eyes were suddenly dizzy.

Several soldiers in full armor used shields as cover and quickly advanced towards the two.

The girl expected this hand early, dodged in time, and did not get hit by the flash thunder, but borrowed the strength of her hand and jumped up.

Close, the girl stepped on her shield and jumped over the soldier's head.

Alan staggered, leaned against the wall and got up, and before he could regain his sense of direction, his body suddenly felt violently burning.

The stinging pain pierced the heart, and the current poured into the hundreds of bones, and even the muscles twitched.

A baton swept across, slashing his head and covering his head, and subconsciously Allen blocked it with a backhand.

Waiting for no one to force the pain of the first blow, the second blow struck suddenly.

Fortunately, Alan was physically strong, and he took the blow with strong muscles, and took advantage of the situation to clamp the attacker's wrist and fight back.

The girl's body was as light as a swallow, and her movements were swift, moving her body back and forth in this narrow passage.

In the clean scratching, the soldiers clutched their necks, screamed again and again, and were paralyzed as mud.

"Who the hell are you? This skill is simply inferior, not as good as a farmer. The girl glanced at the soldier with disdain, and wiped her palm against the soldier's body.

The fingers were bloodstained, and looking at the girl's calm expression, it was difficult for Alan to associate this stunning beauty with a cold killer.

"All said, I'm not an agent, it's all a goddamn dream trip that has disrupted my life." Alan grumbled.

Before the two of them could make a move, a group of people at the top of the stairs had already rushed out.

"He's there, grab him." The leader is still Brown, one arm is tied with a triangular scarf and hung on his chest, or because of the poor binding technique, the head triangular scarf is bandaged so that people can't help but laugh.

The ending knot is tied into a butterfly shape, which is at the forehead, like a funeral, dressed in linen and filial piety, coupled with the fat face of Brown pig liver, which simply complements each other.

The temples were soaked in blood and had a ridiculous plaster, perhaps Brown was too obese to breathe after strenuous exercise.

Brown craned his waist and shook the muzzle of the gun at the two of them, and only after a while did he speak: "Open ...... Shoot. ā€

In view of the losses suffered on the previous occasions, his men were afraid to move forward, raised the muzzle of the gun by several inches, and fired indiscriminately.

Seeing this, Alan pulled a shield to cover it, picked up the soldier's flash and threw it at Brown.

"Hands, grenades." The sound of the grenade jumping was so crisp that Brown screamed and ran to dodge, his face turning snow-white.

Lying on his stomach for a long time, the expected explosion did not sound, and Brown looked up.

Realizing that the insurance was not removed, he was as angry as if he had been played like a monkey, and shouted: "Kill them, kill all these mobs." ā€

The gunfire rang out, and the heavy fire forced the two into a corner, unable to escape.

"Stop!"

A loud shout burst out through the crack in the door as the elevator opened, causing Brown to shudder.

"Who? Dare to disturb our field. Brown was resentful, and his tone was murderous.

There were not many people who came, and they were all dressed in black.

The man in the center is very young, and he is not dressed in the same way as the others, wearing a black upwind leather coat with dark black toad glasses, and even his hair is stained with hair wax.

The night is dark, if it weren't for the toad mirror with a slight light, people would know that it was a high-tech product at first sight, otherwise going out in this way would not be regarded as a mental illness, but also as a blind disabled person.

"It's none of your business here, so step down." The young man's expression was indifferent, and he almost replied with a snort.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the person who came was strong, Brown began to feel weak.

ā€œV态O态Lć€‚ā€ The men in black walked towards Brown, and one of them said coldly.

"Wall?"

It wasn't hot, it was unusually cold, but Brown froze on the spot when he heard the three letters.

The sweat stains on his forehead were already sweating like rain, and he shook his body and even began to stutter his words: "...... It belongs to the 9th District...... The order of the district chief to arrest the criminals was only ...... I'm afraid it's hard to ...... Hand over. ā€

"Humph!" The corners of the boy's mouth went up, as if he was smiling slightly.

Brown was about to defend himself, but his eyes lit up.

"Ouch~" Brown's face was like ashes, covering his thighs and twitching.

The subordinates hurriedly helped him, and found that the thigh of the head exposed a round hole as thick as a finger, and blood stains gushed out.

The boy's hands were empty, and his long, white fingers were even a little emaciated, the same color as his owner's face, and a sickly pale appeared.

The rest of the people looked dazed, not knowing how the young man would make a move and what weapon he would use.

The young man didn't care whether Brown was dead or alive, turned to Allen, and smiled slightly: "This gentleman, you have to come with me." ā€

"Who are you?" I've never heard of Wall, and I don't understand these people who don't know what to call them.

From the beginning of the pursuit of the co-worker Brown, the rebellion of the wife, plus the Holy Judge, and then a young girl, plus these men in black who called themselves Wall, it was a mess.