"Kanae!" Ye Zifeng saw Kawasaki Kanae who fell motionless on the ground not far away, and was shocked, and immediately ran over. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're alright, wake up, wake up." Ye Zifeng hugged Kawasaki Kanae's upper body into his arms and gently patted Kawasaki Kanae's face.

With a sigh, Kanae Kawasaki trembled, frowned slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Sir?" Kawasaki Kanae wanted to touch Ye Zifeng's face behind him, but Ye Zifeng grabbed Kawasaki Kanae's hand and stood up Kawasaki Kanae from the ground.

"Hurry up, we're running out of time." Ye Zifeng hurriedly said, took out a band-aid from his pocket, stuck it to the crack on Kawasaki Kanae's forehead, and the blood flowing down stopped.

"......" Kanae Kawasaki glanced at Ye Zifeng as if full of resentment, then picked up the pistol and followed behind Ye Zifeng.

- That's not bad.

Kawasaki Kanae thought in her heart, looking at the figure of Ye Zifeng running in front, she didn't know what it was like in her heart.

"Prepare to take the enemy!" Ye Zifeng shouted and pulled Kawasaki Kana Hui out of his fantasy. Ye Zifeng pulled out the dagger in the leather scabbard on his chest with his left hand, and swung it forward vigorously. As soon as the fire flashed, the dagger that stabbed Ye Zifeng's throat in the hands of the soldiers of the Defense Department in front of Ye Zifeng was immediately bounced away, and then Ye Zifeng raised his hand and knocked the soldiers of the Defense Department to the ground with a shot.

Kanae Kawasaki took off the L96A3 off her back with a bullet in the chamber.

"I'll go find the high ground, sir." Kawasaki Kanae shouted at Ye Zifeng.

"Stay safe." Ye Zifeng nodded.

097 was just around the corner, but it seemed to be late, hundreds of metal crates containing parts of the "Damned" had been loaded onto several container trucks, the staff had already finished leaving, and the engines of several trucks were rumbling and ready to leave.

"Damn it!" Ye Zifeng cursed, too late to inform Kawasaki Kanae, Ye Zifeng hung the rifle on his shoulder, ran a few steps, and jumped to the back door of the last container truck exported from the dock.

"Sir!" Kanae Kawasaki shouted.

"No problem." Ye Zifeng clenched his teeth and climbed towards the container, "You support the members of the execution team, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

"But......" Kanae Kawasaki was a little worried, and the scope kept swimming back and forth around Ye Zifeng, as if he was guarding Ye Zifeng.

"Hey!" A voice came from behind him, Kawasaki Kanae was startled, and her right hand quickly touched the pistol on her waist, but a gunshot rang out, and with the holster, the CZ75 pistol was shattered.

Without time to hesitate, Kanae Kawasaki bounced off the ground with a tumble and immediately looked behind her.

"What's going on?" Ye Zifeng's inquiring voice came from the earphones, and it was obvious that the strange gunfire just now attracted Ye Zifeng's attention.

"Nothing, sir." Kanae Kawasaki responded, and then took off her headphones.

"Who are you?" Kanae Kawasaki stared at the person in front of her and asked coldly.

"You must have seen me, maybe it's been too long and you forgot about it." A distorted voice came out from under the brim of the top hat, and the figure opposite Kanae Kawasaki gradually raised his head, a miserable white mask hung with the eternal and unchanging strange danger, and two golden flames danced under his eyes.

"It's you!" Kawasaki Kanae exclaimed, he remembered, at the back door of the Thunder Research Institute, the person with a large group of guards who attacked him and Ye Zifeng.

"That's right, it seems that the little girl has a good memory." Kamen clapped his hands and slowly approached Kanae Kawasaki.

"Damn it!" Ye Zifeng heard the conversation in the headset and couldn't help but feel worried, Kawasaki Kanae is not Kamen's opponent, and without a weapon, no one will hit the entity of the Kamen.

Ye Zifeng gritted his teeth tightly, but he was helpless now, not to mention the important task in front of him, just to say that the truck was already some distance away from the port, and Ye Zifeng might not be able to rush back even if he jumped out of the car now.

As soon as he turned over, Ye Zifeng jumped on top of the container. Without stopping, Ye Zifeng ran forward quickly, he wanted to stop these cars one by one.

The lid of the container was suddenly opened, and the soldiers of the Defense Department in charge of the guards heard Ye Zifeng's footsteps and got out of the container, but Ye Zifeng did not give them a chance to observe the situation, and the soldiers of the Defense Department were knocked down one by one by a few shots from the rifle in their hands, and the corpse fell into the container from the hole drilled out, and Ye Zifeng threw a few grenades into the holes when he passed by.

A muffled bang came out of the container behind him, and Ye Zifeng jumped on top of the cab.

"What a sound!" The soldiers of the Defense Department in the cab heard the sound of the grenade explosion in the container behind the car, and hurriedly looked out, Ye Zifeng leaned over and grabbed the soldier's head.

"What...... Yes! With a scream, Ye Zifeng pulled the Defense Department soldier out of the cab. The soldier slammed to the ground, rolled a few times and stopped moving, Ye Zifeng grabbed the door frame of the co-pilot of the cab with both hands, flipped down, and jumped into the cab through the broken window.

A gun was forced on top of Ye Zifeng's head.

"Get out!" The driver looked at Ye Zifeng's face full of panic, but he was still holding the steering wheel with a gun in one hand and the other in the other.

Ye Zifeng frowned, quickly raised his hand, and snatched the pistol that was on his eyebrows.

"Without further ado, drive fast and overtake the car in front." Ye Zifeng looked at the driver coldly, and his thumb pulled the hammer.

The driver's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, he quickly put in gear, stepped on the accelerator suddenly, the engine made a loud noise again, Ye Zifeng clearly felt that the truck accelerated again, getting closer and closer to the car in front.

"Car Five, what's going on with Car Five? Please answer. This was the voice of inquiry on the walkie-talkie, and the driver was startled and turned his head to look at Ye Zifeng on the side.

"Pick it up." Ye Zifeng pointed to the walkie-talkie and motioned to the driver.

"Oh, oh." The driver nodded hurriedly, and took the walkie-talkie off the console with trembling hands.

"This is car number five." The driver froze and pretended to be nothing.

"What just happened?" The other party asked again.

"Nothing happened, sir." The driver immediately replied.

"It's better that nothing happens." The other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "When we get to the intersection in front of us, turn left and break away from the convoy, we will move separately." ”

"I, I see." The driver looked a little nervous.

"Are you alright?" The other party heard something unusual in the driver's tone.

"I'm fine." The driver immediately settled down.

"It's okay." After the other party said this, he hung up the walkie-talkie.

Ye Zifeng looked at the car's navigation system, there was still less than three hundred meters away from the fork in the road that the other party said, and at the current speed, it was still a matter of one or two minutes to get there. In the distance is the space airfield, where the shuttle ship is parked, and once the space airport is reached, if these "damned" are transported to the shuttle ship, all the efforts will be in vain.

Ye Zifeng frowned.

"Drive closer." Ye Zifeng pointed to the truck in front of him.

"What?" The driver was stunned.

"I said drive closer." Ye Zifeng repeated, then fixed the rifle tightly to his chest, opened the car door, and Ye Zifeng turned over and climbed onto the roof of the car.

The driver carefully controlled the speed of the car, the distance between the two cars narrowed little by little, Ye Zifeng took a few steps back, but there was only such a big place on the cab, and he couldn't take a few steps back. But that's enough.

Ye Zifeng kicked the roof of the car with his left foot, and his body rushed forward like an arrow from the string, running two steps quickly, and stepping on the windshield in the third step, Ye Zifeng kicked hard and flew towards the truck in front. The windshield clicked, and a small crack appeared.

The driver was shocked, but after thinking about it, he still didn't pick up the walkie-talkie on the side, I don't know why, the driver suddenly felt in his heart that this young man who looked very thin was not a bad person, he seemed to be doing something, doing something big, and how to say it?

The driver kept thinking about the wording.

It should be said that it is a good handle for eternity.

Shaking his head slightly, the driver gently slapped the rudder after silently reciting the good fortune of his life in his heart, and drove away towards the left side of the fork.

Ye Zifeng grabbed the edge of the container, and at this time, the truck drove through a speed bump, and the violent vibration almost shook Ye Zifeng off the container, but Ye Zifeng tightly grasped the two beams with both hands and hung himself on the back door of the container truck. With a hard pull of both arms, Ye Zifeng climbed up.

“Good afternoon。” A sudden greeting startled Ye Zifeng, and he immediately untied the rifle and held it tightly in his hand.

"How are you!" Ye Zifeng exclaimed, looking at the person in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but widen. Erlang sat cross-legged on a classic British white round chair, beside which a few plates of pastries were placed on a round table also white, as well as a teapot and two teacups.

"Why can't it be me?" Kamen smiled weirdly, "Come and sit, don't be too nervous." ”

"How can you not be nervous!" Ye Zifeng didn't move, holding a rifle and staring at the mask.

"Who's that guy just now?"

"That?" Kamen pretended to be stupid, but then turned his back and said very casually, "Oh, the one you said, you should have seen it, is on the train." ”

"On the train?" Ye Zifeng frowned slightly, and thought quickly in his heart, and soon, Ye Zifeng locked on to a target, "Jason? ”

"Uh-huh, that's him." Kamen got up, took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket, and wiped the mask that had not been glued to anything, "I'm waiting for you here." ”

"You're disgusting." Ye Zifeng took two steps back in disgust, "For an obsessive person like you, I don't have much hope. ”

"Each other, each other." Kamen smiled, "Then let's get started, but I'll tell you a few things first." ”

"What's the matter?"

"First, the Pilgrims are not here to help the Earth Federation. Second, you're chasing the wrong car, and the only truck with the 'Damned' has turned left, and unfortunately, you've missed your chance. ”

"You think I'll believe you?" Ye Zifeng said coldly.

"Believe it or not." Kamen shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not here to be a lobbyist, it's your business to believe it or not, anyway, I've fulfilled my obligation to communicate." ”

Kamen waved his hand, and the spear that appeared on the side at some point made Kamen hold it tightly in his hand, and Ye Zifeng couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

There was a sudden silence around them, and for some reason, the roar of truck engines, the whistling of bullets in the distance, and the whining of the wind blowing in my ears all disappeared without a trace in this instant. Ye Zifeng seems to have fallen into his own world, and there are only himself and the mask in his own world.

“There is the sudden silence of the crowd.”

"What?" Ye Zifeng was stunned when he heard this, but the mask was already running towards him with a spear.

Hurriedly dodged Kamen's attack with a sideways turn, Ye Zifeng immediately pulled the trigger towards Kamen, the rifle in his hand spat out flames, and a series of bullets flew towards Kamen, but it was a dodge tightly, and Kamen easily dodged these bullets. However, Ye Zifeng did not stop speaking, and at the same time ran to the side. Kamen rotated the spear in his hand like a shield, and the bullets shot by Ye Zifeng hit it and were invariably bounced off.

Soon, a magazine shot out, and Ye Zifeng quickly withdrew from the magazine, but the mask had already taken advantage of this opportunity to attack, and quickly approached Ye Zifeng. The spear in his hand was handed forward one by one, and the mask easily forced Ye Zifeng back a large section, and then pressed forward with broken steps, and the rapid attack made Ye Zifeng have no time to change the magazine at all. The spear in his hand kept stabbing forward, like a rain of arrows falling densely, and Ye Zifeng could only dodge while retreating. The trench coat on his body couldn't resist the transparent metal tip of the spear in Kamen's hand.

Stepping back, Ye Zifeng stepped on the air with half a foot, and had already pushed to the edge of the container, and there was no way back. Ye Zifeng clenched his teeth, looked at the spear stabbed by the mask, jumped to the side hard, and his body rolled sideways in the air.

"Humph!" Kamen snorted heavily, stepped out of his right foot to stop his body, and at the same time twisted around, and the spear in his hand smashed towards Ye Zifeng in the air.

"Oops!" Ye Zifeng exclaimed, immediately let go of the rifle in his hand, quickly switched weapons, and pulled out the dagger in the scabbard on his chest. With a soft ding, a spark burst out, and the dagger in Ye Zifeng broke in response, and Ye Zifeng slammed into the container.

The mask held the spear behind and aimed the spear at Ye Zifeng's throat.

“before it strikes the floor.”

Kamen stabs the spear downward.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Ye Zifeng shouted, rolled to the side, and at the same time supported his right hand, Ye Zifeng sighed from the container, and after rolling the hole pile twice, he made it to the container steadily.

The spear in Kamen's hand sank deep into the container, and the incisions were neat, as if the place was a hole at all.

"You're good at hiding, but I know you're hurt." Kamen didn't take advantage of the victory, and after pulling out his spear, he turned it behind him.

"Hmph." Ye Zifeng snorted coldly, but he still raised his hand to cover the slightly painful wound, needless to say, the wound in his lungs recurred.

"Your situation is very bad, Ye Zifeng pay attention to your physical condition, I suggest you retreat temporarily." Lin Xiaoyao's voice came, and the expected anxiety and worry were overflowing.

"How, probably." Ye Zifeng struggled to straighten his chest, but the sharp pain as if his flesh was torn made Ye Zifeng stagger, "It's possible, you're right." ”

Ye Zifeng said Nan Nan in his mouth, his body fell to the side, and he fell off the container.

"Hey!" The mask shouted, stepped forward and wanted to grab Ye Zifeng, but it was too late, Ye Zifeng's figure disappeared almost instantly, at such a speed, a person would definitely die if he fell.

"Goodbye!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side of the container car, and Kamen was startled, and immediately ran to the edge of the container to look down, a bright red Ferrari sports car sped past the container car, Ye Zifeng sat behind the lid and waved to Kamen, like saying goodbye after an old friend party.

"Damn it!" The mask is angry, he is kind enough to save him, but he actually plays himself! No one could bear this matter, and he grabbed the spear in his hand and took a few steps back with a mask, like an ancient Roman javelinman throwing a short spear. Leaning sideways, after aiming at Ye Zifeng, he ran forward and threw the spear in his hand hard.

"To the left!" Ye Zifeng looked back at Kanae Kawasaki in the driver's seat and ordered.

The Ferrari jerked to the left, and Ye Zifeng tightly held the handle on the co-pilot's backrest so as not to flip out.

Oh, the spear pierced the ground fiercely, but it flew backwards so fast that Ye Zifeng even saw the handle of the spear trembling slightly.

"Boy! You wait for me! A masked shout came from behind him, but the voice was not processed by the voice changer, and the distorted and shrill voice was first gone, replaced by a hoarse, high-pitched voice.

As soon as he turned over, Ye Zifeng did it to the co-pilot of Ferrari.

"How did you get this car?" Ye Zifeng looked at Kanae Kawasaki on the side, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Kawasaki Kanae shook her head, "I'm slightly injured, so it's not in the way." ”

"What's out of the way." Ye Zifeng saw Kawasaki Kanae's bleeding right arm, and immediately took out gauze and hemostatic cotton from his pocket.

"Am I really okay?" Kanae Kawasaki dodged Ye Zifeng and reached over, "Where are we going?" ”

"......" Ye Zifeng looked at Kawasaki Kanae and felt a little strange, but he still put away the gauze and hemostatic cotton, "Go to the airport." ”

(To be continued)