The night has deepened, and the surrounding commercial area, which was originally lively every night, has been completely sealed off by the police today, and it is deserted.

Zhang Xiu lay on the periphery of the top floor, wearing a spider wall climbing kit, and climbed step by step to the compartment on the floor where the prisoner was taking hostages.

Zhang Xiu's figure had completely hidden into the night, although Zhang Xiu knew that in front of the synthesizer equipped with a thermal imaging device, the protection of the night was useless, but this could at least give him a little psychological comfort.

The operation of the spider kit is very complex, and this task of sneaking into the task also requires considerable technical expertise. Zhang Xiu has naturally never been exposed to similar training, but with the assistance of Xiao Zuo, his operation can be called a familiar road.

After sneaking into the compartment and confirming the location of the ventilation fence, Zhang Xiu lurked quietly. All he needed to do was wait for the signal to act. Then, before the Sixteen Nights raid from the elevator shaft, he fires EMP pulse bullets into the room with his gun, using the standing wave effect to inflict maximum damage on the three synths.

He gave all these tasks to Xiao Zuo, who would aim at the best angle and fire the EMP pulse cannon at the best time.

It was quiet and terrifying, and in addition to the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat, he could faintly hear the faint moans of the two girls.

At this time, a loudspeaker voice came from the main entrance: "I'm Ye Zirin, I want to talk to you!" ”

Ye Zirin was wearing a heavy protective suit, and was protected by two excellent psionic masters and walked to the door.

One of the three criminals, a yellow-skinned man, stood up and said, "You come over and we'll let the hostages go." ”

Ye Zirin said: "I want to confirm the safety of the hostages first. ”

The yellow-skinned man gestured, and another tall, white-skinned man tore the tape off the mouths of the two girls.

"Sister, sister? You're here to save us? ”

"Sister Ye, help us...

The yellow-skinned man said, "Hear me, they're all alive." Come here, and I'll let them go." ”

Hearing her sister's call for help, Ye Zirin was a little anxious, but her face did not change, she motioned to the spiritual energy masters on both sides to protect her to step back, and she raised her hands and walked towards the room.

At this moment, Zhang Xiu received a signal to act, he raised the pitch-black barrel, unfastened the safety, loaded the bullet, aimed, fired, and did it in one go. The EMP Pulse Bomb hit a corner of the room with precision and then exploded, creating a powerful electromagnetic pulse storm.

These invisible electromagnetic pulse storms bounce back and forth inside the room, forming several standing wave regions around the three synths - this is where the electromagnetic pulse is amplified to the maximum after constant reflection.

The electromagnetic storm interferes with the synths' algorithms, causing a certain degree of stagnation in their movements.

At this time, it should be the critical moment for the sixteenth night moon to emerge from the elevator shaft and use the spiritual energy to completely restrain the prisoner.

That's how it should be.

Instead of the sixteen night moons roaring from the elevator shaft, a series of loud explosions that kept repeating themselves were coming.

At this time, Zhang Xiucai finally realized that this was a trap set by the prisoner!

It is no wonder that the elevator shaft, which is supposed to be an important defense area, is not guarded, and that is because the elevator shaft has been equipped with powerful touch mines from the beginning.

Under this powerful explosion, there is no way that Sixteen Nights Moon will survive, the most important piece of the game has been lost, and soon the synth will recover from the interference of the EMP pulse, and the mission is about to fail!

Courage came from nowhere, Zhang Xiu stood up, roared angrily, and smashed his left hand into a fist and continuously smashed against the wall.

One, two, three, four...... The bricks and tiles were gradually shattered, and Zhang Xiu broke out of the wall, and when he came out, he punched a short dark-skinned man closest to the wall in the chest. The synth, which was disturbed by the EMP weapon, had no way to resist at all, and was directly sent flying a few meters away, and slammed into a pillar.

Zhang Xiu strode forward and swung his fist at another tall, white-skinned man.

The white man was already able to act, he turned around and used his palm to catch the thunderous blow of Zhang Xiu's left hand with all his might, his body only took half a step back, and then hit back with a backhand punch.

Zhang Xiu seemed to see a whole continuous scene in his mind, which was the route of the white man's fist. He knew that this was the "foresight perspective" obtained by Xiaozuo's high-speed computing ability. But the white man moved too fast, and he only had time to reach out and slightly block the punch in his chest.

The huge force spread from his left hand all over his body, Zhang Xiu rolled back to unload most of the strength, but he was still not lightly injured, he only felt the smell of rust in his mouth and the sharp pain in his chest, the scene in his eyes turned red, and in the blur he seemed to notice that the white man's arm began to transform into a turner-tube machine gun.

Zhang Xiu knew that his first-mover advantage was completely gone, and if he let the rotary machine gun in the white man's hand fire with all his might, himself, the hostages, and Ye Zirin would all become a puddle of flesh and blood.

He ran to the hostage, hugged Ye Zina with his left hand, grabbed Zhou Su with his right hand, turned around and ran towards the corridor.

He knew that the SWAT would launch a strong attack at the moment of failure of the mission, and as long as they could run to the door with the hostages, they would be safe.

Thanks to Zhang Xiu's long-term physical exercise, carrying the weight of two people is nothing to him. The white man's turntable machine gun opened fire quickly, but Zhang Xiu's strange footwork dodged all the bullets, and a series of bricks and concrete fragments exploded right behind his feet, like the male protagonist in a movie who will never be shot.

This is also thanks to Xiao Zuo's calculations, Xiao Zuo is familiar with the synthesized man's positive electronic brain algorithm, and uses countless times more powerful computing power to simply crack the trajectory.

It's only a few steps away from the door! At this time, a figure rushed over, raised a leg and kicked Zhang Xiu who was running.

That figure was the yellow-skinned middle-aged man who was the leader of the three synths. Zhang Xiu, who was kicked by the waist, collapsed to the ground, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and was no longer able to fight.

The yellow-skinned man took out a .44-caliber MK12 pistol and shot Zhang Xiu in the head.

Zhang Xiu's left hand automatically moved to block the shot, and when the bullet hit, there was a sound of metal colliding, and sparks flew everywhere.

The yellow-skinned man turned his head in surprise, and at this time, Zhang Xiu and the yellow-skinned man met for the first time.

There are countless stars shining in the depths of the eyes.

Zhang Xiu seemed to be in a mysterious ancient mechanical device at that moment, and the red and ominous energy flowed in the lines on the surface of the machine.

A dark red mechanical eyeball slowly opened:

Flesh species... I.. We.. Embrace...

The severe pain awakened Zhang Xiu and stripped him back to reality from the strange illusion. He was picked up by the yellow-skinned man, who was scrutinizing his left hand, sometimes shocked, sometimes hideous, sometimes serene as a virgin.

"It turned out to be you." He said to Zhang Xiu.