Rorian leaned on the small bed in the room, his heart was tightly packed with a long-lost sense of security, after all, it was hard for anyone to think that there would be an inconspicuous ordinary bookstore in the southern part of the civilian area with an underground base of more than 400 square meters, and the only thing he wanted to do now was to sleep comfortably.

"The newcomer has already been arranged."

"Very good, I know that you can do this trivial, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock I will send the details of the next mission to your internal communicator, remember, that newcomer is very important to us, please keep him safe."

There was no word all night, and it wasn't until the alarm clock rang no less than five times that Rorian reluctantly tidied up the quilt and opened the door, and the sound of two men arguing was in his ears.

Lupert shouted, "Oh! You can't just put a leaf in hot water and tell me it's tea! ”

"Lubert Michaelson, 21 years old, black man, computer savvy." "And the frigidity lady here, Yue." Rorien just nodded, and anyone with a head could see that he wasn't good at socializing with people.

"You mean to say that there are five academicians doing what kind of coolie nano Gu somewhere?" Burning Night said vaguely with a sandwich full of mouths

"Almost, the available intelligence indicates that it includes Shang Tengzuowei, Weiss, and the other three, which is unknown." Yue pointed to Sevilk's photo on the planning board and continued, "Savilke's mansion is on Alphath Street in the Eastern District of the Imperial D.C., and it's easy to sneak in..."

"Solve Shang Teng Zuowei first." Burning Night said, glancing at Rorian

"Are you sure? There were a few more administrators near the mansion yesterday, so even if you want to go in and do whatever you want, it's difficult, right? ”

"Not necessarily." Robert, who had been silent, suddenly said the first thing this morning: "Upper Tenzo has recently purchased ten bodyguards for the Savis Security Company, and will be transported from Queens to the Empire D.C. junction at 10 o'clock tonight on Highway 15." He turned the computer screen around, and there were pictures of ten muscular men.

"What is a coolie nano Gu?" Rorian asks a rare question.

"To put it simply, it is to implant a nanochip in the brain of ordinary human beings, so that they can work for the rest of their lives without sleeping, without thoughts, without feelings, and with only three meals a day, don't you think it fits the style of the Germanic Empire?"

The last rays of sunlight in the sky finally couldn't resist the fate of being swallowed by darkness, Burning Night changed into his black sleeveless T-shirt, some people once suspected that he either didn't change his clothes for ten years, or there were hundreds of black sleeveless T-shirts of one style in the wardrobe, Rorian put on a brand new trench coat, although it was very comfortable to wear, but he still couldn't help but miss the broken trench coat that had been with him for six years.

"I'll repeat the plan again, first of all, Lupert is responsible for hacking the network of toll booths, blocking the entrance to the highway as much as possible, and by the way, hacking the cameras and street lights on the highway where the target is located, for a maximum of three minutes, and in three minutes, we will get rid of the ten bodyguards in the car and replace them with our people." Burning Night pointed to the ten tall humanoid masks on the table that had just been copied according to the photos of the bodyguards, "Then we sneaked into the mansion of Shang Tengzuo, and, uh... And then just look at my face, OK?"

The sky was raining lightly, and the laughter and laughter in the car with the Savis security logo could be heard ten streets away, and no one wanted to pay attention to why there were only two hovercars around, "Oh! Chris, I bet your mom must be a chicken lover! "I'll you! Even if she were, she wouldn't love your icy silver needle... Hey! ”

The highway that should have been bright suddenly turned dark, and the entire Lincoln extended hovercar slowly stopped, and no one in the car said a word, and no one with a normal IQ would not know that it was almost impossible for the highway to be blacked out since the invention of the nuclear electric light in 2200, especially the highway leading from Queens to the Imperial District.

The blackout didn't last long, and when the light re-stimulated everyone's pupils, it was a man in black with a mask standing in front of the car.

Ten big men who usually have smallpox in their mouths, but none of them dared to act rashly at this time: "Hey! Little bastard, if you don't want to break your leg, roll aside," the boss shouted, saying so, in fact, he knew in his heart that it was impossible for ordinary people to appear in front of his car in such a short time

The ten pairs of eyes in the car were all filled with fear, and the burning night began to enjoy all this, since the nuclear bomb fell, he had forgotten his name, forgotten the life of his homeland before the nuclear bomb was destroyed, he only remembered that the nuclear bomb exploded in front of his eyes, he would not get sick, he would not grow old, he could disassemble his own molecules and reassemble them from another place, and he was also the only survivor of the nuclear attack, saying that he survived, but he knew better than anyone else that he was dead, dead completely, He believed that his original life was good, that he might have a loving parent, and that he might have a girl he liked, but now that those are gone, there was a suspicion that he joined the New Tomorrow movement only to get revenge on those who destroyed his original life.

His mind inevitably became bloodthirsty in one mission after another, he even felt that no one could beat him, he fell in love with all kinds of stage plays, he believed that life was an opera, and he could decide the outcome of each opera.

The people in the car stared at the scorching night in front of the car, successfully ignoring the short man in a black trench coat strolling behind him.

Burning Night didn't make any aggressive moves, knowing in his heart that all he could do was dismantle his own molecules instead of filling them, and that the occupants of the car could pull out their Desert Eagle laser pistols at any time and beat him to pieces before he could dismantle himself.

The sound of the rear window glass being shattered successfully reached the ears of the big men

The bullets from the Uzi submachine laser gun poured down on the flesh of the big men in the car, and it was a sturdy body that was shattered in less than two seconds.

"Yes, we have about two minutes and thirty-five seconds left, friend, it's time for you to be busy."

Ten equally sturdy men emerged from the two companion hovercars, disposing of corpses, changing glass, scrubbing bloodstains, and covering up bullet holes in one go.

"Mr. Shangteng, the car from the Savis Security Company has arrived at the door."

"Good, let them in."