It was another sunny day, and Ye Zifeng looked at the alarm clock on the desk. The alarm clock did not have a scheduled alarm, but Ye Zifeng's own biological clock was 10,000 times more accurate than him. As soon as he opened his eyes, the last second of eight o'clock in the morning flowed in the cover of his eyelashes, Ye Zifeng turned over and sat up, the quilt on his body naturally rolled off, his hair was a little unkempt, and the pajamas on his body were also wrinkled and crooked.

It looks good, this is the normal state of Ye Zifeng, sloppy life is nothing, at least Ye Zifeng will not be sloppy in doing things. Turning over and getting out of bed, Ye Zifeng staggered to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face to take care of himself quickly, and when he came out of the bathroom, Ye Zifeng looked much more energetic. After returning to the bedside and making the bed, changing into a shirt, trousers and knitted smock in the room, bringing a watch, mobile phone and wallet, Ye Zifeng left the room.

It seems that a peaceful day is about to begin, and the thrilling life before is gone and Ye Zifeng is a little disappointed, but this is fine, at least there is no need to worry about action, and now everything is ready. From the stairs down to the right side hall through the main hall into the restaurant in the left side hall, there are already people waiting here, Xiyuan Temple stands in front of the frying pan to stir-fry the bacon slices, breakfast sandwiches and vegetable salad are already on the plate on the side, and Xiang Yifei is sitting at the dining table looking at the newspaper that has just been delivered this morning, with a look on his face, and there is no trace of the tension of a fugitive.

Ye Zifeng saw the two people in the restaurant, and the two people in the restaurant naturally also saw Ye Zifeng.

"Good morning, sir." Xiyuan Sikong didn't put down the spatula in his hand, turned the meat slices over one by one, and then fried them, and the olive oil was smoking white. The slices of bacon that have taken on a golden brown color have a rich and characteristic aroma.

"Early." Ye Zifeng responded, and after receiving a cup of coffee from the coffee machine on the side, he did it to Xiang Yifei's side.

"You woke up early." Xiang Yifei put down the newspaper in his hand and turned his head to glance at Ye Zifeng.

"Each other, each other." Ye Zifeng took a sip of coffee and glanced at Yifei as well.

Xiang Yifei shook his head, then resumed reading the newspaper. Xiang Yifei looks like an important news page. The three-dimensional image of the clothes on it keeps rotating, like the image of the first layer of the Hanging City, with a lot of red lines drawn on it, looking like a maze.

"What is this?" Ye Zifeng poked his head over, wanting to see what Xiang Yifei was looking at.

"It is the information released by the City Planning Bureau that the second batch of cameras in the city are installed on the streets." Xiang Yifei said calmly.

Hear this. Ye Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and then frowned. Why has the map information I just gotten changed now? It seems to be a bit aimed at me. Yesterday's screening finally selected five of the most suitable maps, each of which could meet the conditions required by Ye Zifeng. That's why Ye Zifeng was so happy today, but before Ye Zifeng was even happier, the situation changed.

"How. What do you want to see? Xiang Yifei looked at Ye Zifeng, who had been poking his head out and was actually thinking about the problem, and couldn't help but turn sideways to the side and distance himself from Ye Zifeng.

"Lend me a look." Ye Zifeng nodded and took the newspaper in Xiang Yifei's hand. This interview is all about this incident, this is a newspaper for Chinese, so all the words used on it are in Chinese Simplified. In the center of the entire page, a huge map occupies nearly half of the page, surrounded by dense text that writes a lot of useless nonsense about the history of the city, urban transformation, and the renewal planning and design process. It took Ye Zifeng a lot of effort to find out what he needed from the full text - the street where the second batch of cameras were installed.

The second batch of cameras totaled 50,000 cameras, which is large enough to equip nearly 200 streets. Ye Zifeng's brows furrowed more and more. It could be seen that he was a little upset now, and the good mood he had when he got up in the morning was gone, and there was a trace of mist between his eyebrows. There is calm water in his eyes, but it looks like a volcano that will erupt at any moment. Xiang Yifei sensed the aura of danger, and immediately moved two positions to the side, opening a distance of three meters between him and Ye Zifeng.

"Looks like things are going a little bad." Ye Zifeng took advantage of the voice to say, the expression board on his face became a playing card, the corners of his mouth were curved downward, and his face was serious. A gloomy face. It can be seen that Ye Zifeng is a little entangled now, angry and helpless. He was trying his best to restrain himself from being angry, but the information in the newspaper really hit Ye Zifeng hard. All five of the pictures have a way to install a second batch of cameras, so that the flight from under the nose of the enemy becomes running away under the nose of the enemy, which seems to be only one word away, but in fact the meaning is completely different, the former is why to confuse the enemy, and the latter is nowhere to hide.

Ye Zifeng put the newspaper on the table, and it was Xiyuan Temple who brought breakfast to the table. The others didn't know if they didn't get up or didn't mean to go downstairs to eat, until now—at 8:15 a.m.—there were still only three people in the restaurant, Ye Zifeng. Xiang Yifei pretended to look at the newspaper, actually observing Ye Zifeng's every move, while Xiyuan Sikong, who didn't know the truth, looked at the breakfast on the table and returned to the stove to fry eggs.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yifei asked cautiously. Ye Zifeng stole a sharp glance and made Xiang Yifei shrink his head.

"Our retreat route was cut off." Ye Zifeng clicked on the newspaper on the table and said in a deep voice, "All the plans formulated before have been rejected, and we have nowhere to hide with such a dense level of cameras." ”

"Oh, that's right." Xiang Yifei showed a relieved expression and nodded slowly, "But why do we have to go around them?" ”

Xiang Yifei said, Ye Zifeng raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, as if he had thought of something, his brows couldn't help but stretch slightly, and there was also a slight expectation in his eyes when he looked at Xiang Yifei.

"Go on, you must have an idea." Ye Zifeng held his head in his hand, tilted his body to look at Xiang Yifei, waiting for Xiang Yifei to speak.

"Let's not talk about this, you want to evacuate from the third floor, and there is only one way to get the rail train, so what do you think about this matter? Is it also to avoid the eyes and ears of others? Xiang Yifei asked rhetorically. It is the wisest way to remind Ye Zifeng with questions, according to Ye Zifeng's thinking leap speed, such a small turn is not a problem at all. Ye Zifeng immediately understood what Xiang Yifei wanted to say, but the problem was here, Ye Zifeng had also thought about this before. Controlling the Hanging City camera network has achieved the goal of getting out of danger. However, it is obvious that this will not work, the control room of the camera network is on the third floor, where there needs to be someone, the control can work, let the real control of the camera network. The only port is the control room, and if we want to control it, we need to leave one person behind, and we can't do anything about it if we stay there after everyone is gone...... Wait a minute! Ye Zifeng suddenly thought of something, and first frowned slightly. Finally, my brow furrowed, meaning that I smiled at the corner of my mouth.

"Looks like you're smart." Ye Zifeng said, "Is it indeed a good way to directly destroy the camera network." But are you sure you can only destroy it in half an hour? ”

"It's easy." Xiang Yifei smiled confidently, "It only takes a button to start the auto-destruction program, but it takes a three-paragraph twenty-four-digit password string to unlock the lock, and this password is kept in the hands of three people, and I have one in my hand." The other two sides of the third layer have a string in each of the hands of the commander. ”

Xiang Yifei looked at Ye Zifeng and showed a cheering smile, looking a little gloating.

"Looks like your rest plan has come to naught. You've got a lot of work to do. ”

However, Ye Zifeng did not show a depressed expression, his eyes danced with the flame of accepting the challenge, and it seemed that this person was alive.

"There's nothing to do." Ye Zifeng grabbed three sandwiches from the plate and held one of them in his mouth, "I accept the challenge." Say, where are the two of them? ”

"The first and third defense zones." Say two place names to Yifei. "Civilians are not allowed to enter, and even if you want to, there is great danger. Once there is a problem with authentication, what awaits you is definitely not an arrest, but a 'quality spread'. ”

Xiang Yifei said a term that Ye Zifeng was both familiar with and somewhat familiar with, and Ye Zifeng had heard the term "mass diffusion" from Feng Fengxiang's mouth once. However, Ye Zifeng didn't have much understanding of this term, it should be a weapon, after hitting a person's body, the human body will be diffused into a state of particles. It sounds quite scary, but Ye Zifeng still doesn't have much of a concept. Now is the right opportunity, ask Xiang Yifei, Xiang Yifei must know.

"What do you mean by 'mass diffusion'?" Ye Zifeng sat back at the dining table, chewing a sandwich in his mouth, and didn't care about the appearance, he immediately thought about asking Yifei a question. Now the energetic Ye Zifeng made Xiang Yifei a little uncomfortable, although he rushed up without saying a word before, but it looked like a passive evasion before, and now Ye Zifeng is facing it positively.

Xiang Yifei was slightly relieved in his heart, and he was sincerely happy when he saw Ye Zifeng in good spirits.

"The so-called 'mass diffusion' is the general name for the high-energy particle impact weapon developed by the Earth Federation R&D Department, and it is expected that there will be a single version, but due to technical reasons, only automatic defense weapons are currently using this technology." Xiang Yifei recalled the information he had seen, and explained to Ye Zifeng, "The 'mass diffusion' of the automatic weapon version is generally not as mysterious as you think, it is just that the cyclotron is used to accelerate the heavy uranium particles, so that they are launched at 19/20 of the speed of light, and after hitting the human body, the heavy uranium particles will destroy the cell components of the human body and diffuse, causing the illusion that the human body disappears." There is no doubt about the power of this weapon, and it will work very well on both people and armored vehicles. He has a fatal heel, though. ”

Xiang Yifei paused, as if adjusting Ye Zifeng's appetite. After that, Xiang Yifei whispered.

"It can't penetrate the energy film, not even a nanometer thick!"

Ye Zifeng got up quickly and ran towards the door without looking back.

"Hey, where are you going?" Xiang Yifei looked at Ye Zifeng, obviously startled by Ye Zifeng's sudden move. He didn't try to guess the purpose of Ye Zifeng's actions, because it would never be possible to guess what Ye Zifeng did that no one else could do, and it was the most effective from another aspect.

Ye Zifeng stopped at the door.

"I'm leaving." Ye Zifeng looked a little excited, "Xiyuan Temple, lend me the car to drive." ”

"Oh, oh." Saionji nodded in a row - he was bringing the fried eggs out of the frying pan.

"Sir, aren't you eating?" Saionji asked.

"No need. I'm full. Ye Zifeng waved his hand, and the figure immediately disappeared at the door. This is Jim walking in from the door, looking at the back of Ye Zifeng rushing away, his face couldn't help but have some doubts.

"What's going on, sir. What's wrong with him? Jim asked, confused, looking at the two men in the dining room.

"I don't know, I said I borrowed the car and ran out." Xiyuan Sikong was also a little puzzled, and then looked at Xiang Yifei, who was reading the newspaper on the side, "What about you, do you know?" ”

"Who knows?" Xiang Yifei shrugged. He looked like he was fine.

Ye Zifeng ran back to his room, rummaged through his luggage, and after rummaging in it, he took out a small drawstring pocket, which was bulging. Ye Zifeng opened the bundle pocket, took out the tactical flashlight accessories inside and threw them on the bed. After grabbing a necklace, in the crystal inlaid in the middle of the shield-shaped necklace, a bright yellow halo flowed, Ye Zifeng looked at these necklaces, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but leak a smile. He put the necklace back in his drawstring pocket, and pinned it to the armed belt that was tied around his waist. Looking up at the tactical flashlight accessories on the bed, I thought about removing one and attaching it to the pistol behind my waist, while the remaining one. Ye Zifeng frowned. This is the small suitcase that Ye Zifeng saw in the corner of the desk, which contained the black "Heavenly Damnation" pistol that Archer gave to Ye Zifeng.

The accessories of the tactical flashlight should be universal, but the question is whether it is used in this pistol. Ye Zifeng hesitated. After coming back yesterday, I did read the introduction about ammunition, and Ye Zifeng also understood why Archer said that he was afraid of this pistol. These pistols with Bible inscriptions on them look like scythes of sin and have viral reverse transcription of genes, which is terrifying, and it may not be a threat to normal people who have not undergone artificial genetic mutations. But for the genetically fortified person, this is fatal, and their abilities are dissipated by a bullet. No one can accept it.

After hesitating in his heart, Ye Zifeng got up and walked to the desk. He took the suitcase and laid it flat in front of him, flipping the lid open. The pitch-black "Damnation" lies quietly in a suitcase carved out of shock-absorbing sponge, and on the side is a phalanx of six-by-eleven bullets, a total of sixty-six rounds, each with a different biblical inscription engraved on it.

"Proverbs of the Fool." Ye Zifeng took out a bullet and looked at it in front of him, the Latin Bible on it Ye Zifeng did not recognize, but it is conceivable that there is no practical use in carving these Bibles, although it can be understood as "increasing the contact area between the warhead and blood". Ye Zifeng could only sigh helplessly and shake his head.

Putting the bullet back on the shock-absorbing sponge, Ye Zifeng pulled out the pistol, installed the tactical flashlight accessories on the Picatinny rail in front of the trigger retainer, and fixed it with a click, Ye Zifeng shook the "damnation" in front of his eyes. Quickly inserted the pistol into the empty holster on the right waist, Ye Zifeng patted it with satisfaction, since the last time the right-handed pistol was cut off by the "Ebola", Ye Zifeng's right hand has been holding a military long knife, although he has also adapted to some corresponding tactics, but Ye Zifeng is more accustomed to using two pistols to fight, while ensuring the rate of fire and power, it also ensures flexibility and accuracy. This is something that even an assassin has to be afraid of, and Ye Zifeng's twin guns look invincible.

Covering the pistol on his waist with a smock, Ye Zifeng closed the flap of the suitcase, two spare magazines for ordinary bullets, and a spare magazine for "Fool's Proverbs", such a reserve ammunition is already sufficient, plus the magazine in the grip, Ye Zifeng has a total of one hundred and twenty bullets on his body, which is more than enough to deal with the enemy, not to mention what place he wants to break into? It is a defense area, and a large number of soldiers from the defense department have gathered in it, which means that a large number of automatic weapons have been gathered in it, from small paratrooper sabers to large tank smoothbore guns, everything, and local materials are enough for Ye Zifeng to destroy this defense area ten times. However, the only problem is that he can only be targeted thirty-seven times, and the thirty-eighth time he is targeted, Ye Zifeng believes that with the delicacy of an automatic defense weapon, he must not be able to escape the decomposition of the cells.

The door behind him closed, and Ye Zifeng walked downstairs, but he met a person on the stairs, Alice, who was also fully armed, and the M200 behind him was not even disassembled into parts, but directly carried it on his shoulder. Alice stood at the top of the stairs and looked up at Ye Zifeng, her brows slightly circumferential and she looked a little dissatisfied.

"Why don't you go to dinner?" Ye Zifeng stood at the platform, and slightly learned in his heart that Alice already knew his plan of action, but Ye Zifeng planned to play stupid, Alice couldn't follow, he promised Archer not to let Alice suffer a little harm.

"I've finished eating." Alice immediately said, "Don't change the subject, I know where you're going, and I'm going too." ”

Alice directly said her intentions, and Ye Zifeng sighed helplessly.

"Nope." Ye Zifeng shook his head and directly rejected Alice's request, "You can't follow, it's too dangerous." ”

"You mean 'mass diffusion'? I'm not afraid. Alice patted a leather case around her waist, which looked like it was originally used for grenades, "I have this, so I'm not afraid." ”

Ye Zifeng frowned, slowly walked down the stairs, and looked down at Alice.

(To be continued)(To be continued)

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