Li Wenzheng's father and son Yan Zhen handed over the potato chips and they sent someone to pick them up, he and Xiao Qi continued to track down the mysterious forces, he was extremely silent on the way, and what happened in Li Wenzheng's village was like a haze hanging over his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If the villagers' deaths were caused by the writers, the timing was wrong, and Li Wenzheng said that those in black suits were using rifles of the same model.

He didn't dare to say that there were no writers who could use guns, but it was impossible to have so many at once, unless the entire company or even the entire battalion were amateur writers.

Yan Zhen, the large and small forces split from the north, did not have time to understand it carefully, and he was deeply aware of the importance of grasping the changes in the current situation at this time.

It's like the intelligence network between countries in the original era, otherwise he can't figure out what the enemy is doing, or even who the enemy is.

"Ah Zhen, the wheel print is gone."

Hearing Xiao Qi's voice, Yan Zhen came back from his contemplation, the flying snow was still fluttering, and the chaotic snowflakes blocked the vision ahead.

Outside a sparse pine forest, the imprint of the wheels came to an abrupt end, and in the woods ahead, there were no traces left by man.

There was a trail of footprints of small animals, maybe cats or foxes, but not a four-wheeled car.

Xiao Qi deliberately stepped on the footprints of the small animal, and she was very serious not to miss a mark, Yan Zhen just wanted to step over, she hurriedly made a gesture prohibiting her to move forward.

"Maybe it's a cipher trap, let me finish it!"

"When you're done stepping on the fox hole, you won't be able to get through the empty cars between the trees."

"Huh? Fox Hole! ”

"You don't think so many people and cars can be stuffed into a fox hole, do you?"

"Maybe they took control of a writer and got them a portal."

Xiao Qi's mind was always wild, but this sentence opened up Yan Zhen's thinking, those people can imprison writers with collars, why can't they be coerced to serve them?!

If the arrest of the writer was as a free laborer, it would also explain the reason why Lu Fang and Lang Hao were not executed immediately after they were arrested.

The black wind sniffed on the snow for a while, and then began to dig a pit, and under the snow, a metal iron plate was exposed, Xiao Qi followed it to dig, and soon cleared out an area three meters square.

"It's not a door, it's the roof of the building." Xiao Qi sighed in disappointment.

Yan Zhen was about to stretch out his fist and smash it, but Hei Feng bit his sleeve and kept shaking his head, his eyes full of disapproval of him doing this.

"Does it know something?"

"I can't smash it open?" Yan Zhen asked tentatively.

Hei Feng shook his head, and Yan Zhen asked again, "They're not down here?" ”

Hei Feng, whose head was as big as a fight, still shook his head, and Xiao Qi hurriedly said, "Is it dangerous for him to go down?" ”

This time, Black Wind immediately nodded again and again, and Black Wind was not enough, raising his paw and pointing at himself.

Yan Zhen immediately understood what it was trying to express, moving this piece of metal would trigger the alarm, and the people below knew that a writer was approaching, and they would definitely send a spirit dog like Hei Feng out to chase after him.

Last time in the village committee, those people were able to set up an alarm and touch device outside the small building to prevent the writer from approaching, let alone in the base camp.

"Let me do it, as long as it's a writer, the alarm will be triggered, but they can't spot me."

"No, I'm not at ease if you go by yourself."

"Dear, I'm not a delicate flower in a greenhouse, it's easy to take their nest."

"Your body is flesh and blood, not a fortress of steel, and a shuttle of bullets can beat you into a sieve."

"I have the ultimate weapon, don't worry, that psychic writer in the tower also has a gun, it's not ......"

Xiao Qi swallowed the words behind him violently, blinking his moving eyes and pretending to be innocent, Yan Zhen knew that she had killed two psychiatric writers in a row, but he didn't know that one of them was carrying a gun.

Yan Zhen didn't ask about the death of those two, and Xiao Qi didn't mention it, just like now, as soon as she raised her head, she stopped vigilantly.

In fact, Yan Zhen can imagine that the more she doesn't say it, the more miserable the death of those two people will be.

Indeed, now is the time to make a move, always looking ahead and thinking about it sooner or later, it will be served by others, since you choose Xiao Qi to be the person who will join hands in the future, you should accept everything about her, including her powerful power.

"Be careful, don't be reckless, safety first."

"Don't worry, I won't die, don't you want to get rid of me!"

With a parting kiss, Yan Zhen watched Xiao Qi disappear into the hole she had cut out with a laser, and Hei Feng walked up to him and sat down, with a faint worry in his eyes.

The maximum time Yan Zhen set for him to wait was an hour, and after an hour, if Xiao Qi didn't come out, even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire below, he would rush down.

Snowflakes fell from the cut hole, and Yan Zhen listened attentively to the movement below, for fear that Xiao Qi would ask him for help and he wouldn't hear it.

Xiao Qi went down to the cave and found that the place where she came down was the garage, she came to the garage door, the button on the door had a red light flashing, and there was an instrument to scan the iris next to the button.

She cut an exit directly into the door, and the only door in the garage connected to the inner passage, not to the outside, and the light was on in the passageway.

She unlocked a new skill she inherited from Purgatory, the Psychic Energy Shield.

When a patrol of guards spotted a strange intruder swaggering through the passage, their first reaction was not to draw their guns, but to swear allegiance.

So the guard patrol in the passage had a leader in the lead, and the original captain was respectfully reporting the distribution of all the personnel in the underground fortifications.

After listening to the report, Xiao Qi led the guards straight to the cell where the writer was held, and the guards and staff he met along the way all joined Xiao Qi's team.

"Who can disarm the base's defenses?" She asked.

"Me." A middle-aged man in gray overalls raised his hand honestly.

"Go and turn off the siren, you guys will be with him, and if you encounter someone who stops you, you will be defeated."

"Yes!" The two guards behind her immediately replied.

A group of people came to the door of the cell, and the head of the guard who was in charge of watching the prisoners took out the door card and opened the door of the cell with Xiao Qi's smile.

The cell is a large space, about 200 square meters, with iron beds on the side of the wall and in the center of the floor.

There were about fifty sheets, so when Xiao Qi appeared at the door, more than 100 writers inside looked at her.

Xiao Qi raised his left hand and said with a smile: "Hello comrades, comrades have worked hard." ”

In the midst of a bunch of hateful or watchful or sympathetic gazes, only one person shouted 'hard work chief', only to be kicked by the people next to him and immediately shut up.

"Let's go, I'll take you out." Xiao Qi didn't care whether they trusted her or not, she saved these people because Yan Zhen needed more fragments.

"No, don't go out, I'm not going out!" The person who had been cowering in the corner of the wall seemed to be stimulated by something when he heard Xiao Qi's words, if it wasn't tied with a rope, it was estimated that the room would be a mess.

And the fact that she was tied up also shows that this kind of out-of-control situation has happened before. (To be continued.) )