Yaji's mood was a little excited, and he really obeyed the order, closed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows one by one, but that kind of action was more like constipation, and the consciousness that had just formed a prototype was not mobilized, and he never knew what was going on outside the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Ming had already discovered that in the corridor outside the door, two people were moving quietly.

The suspicious weapons in the hands of the two sneaky guys kept a distance of eight to ten meters from each other, echoing the situation in each room before and after, and in front of each door, they stopped slightly, obviously making some small movements.

Their goals don't need to be talked about, naturally they are the three outsiders Wu Ming, Yaji and Marven!

Those two are going to be unlucky, although their movements are clean and neat, it is estimated that they have two hits, but they have been targeted by Wu Ming - that is not a trivial matter, because the current Wu Ming is not comparable to the past!

Since he came to his senses, Wu Ming has conducted a thorough examination of various indicators of his body, and the results of the examination are: although the muscle strength level has been greatly reduced, the recovery on the other hand is surprisingly good!

The dark nervous system that had been greatly damaged during the crossing process had been completely repaired, which Wu Ming could not have imagined in advance. Because in the first battle with Chita in the Bay of Labat, Wu Ming used the power of three nuclear bombs to force the red ghost to forcibly appear and attack, although the attack had a certain effect, but Wu Ming paid a heavy price for it - absorbing the powerful radiation power of the nuclear explosion head-on, almost destroying the dark nervous system, Wu Ming thought that he would not be able to develop such a powerful consciousness ability again in his life.

But in the bitter battle on Madeira, when the NX60 nuclear bomb was detonated in the air, Lilac fused the divine power of the Ark of the Covenant in time and propped up a powerful protective shield over the island.

In Wu Ming's calculations, the consciousness energy in his body has reached 17 percent of the peak, only three percentage points short, and he can enter the ranks of intermediate consciousness fighters, so that the consciousness body can be completely manifested and formed, and appear beside him in the most powerful form.

It's still a little bit short of perfect, but that's enough!

Wu Ming tried once, that is, the attack that tamed Ah Bao, although the red skull of the red ghost could only show a general appearance, and it was only one percent of the size of the final form, but after all, the old guy was already able to summon it at will, maybe its power was not satisfactory, but to deal with the general opponent, just like the two little thieves in front of him, Wu Ming still had absolute certainty.

Wu Ming felt a little regretful that his body was seriously affected by the injury, and multiple fractures made him unable to exert force at all, because of this, the muscle strength level also decreased significantly, maybe only three to five percent of the peak, in other words, if Wu Ming relied on his fists alone, he might not even be able to cope with a slightly stronger ordinary person.

But this regret will not last long, as long as the injury continues to recover according to the current situation, it will take another year or so, and that powerful fighting master will soon reappear in the world.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Wu Ming doesn't need to really fight with those two sneaking thieves, because it is actually just right to leave that kind of rough work to Yaji to handle.

At this point, Yaji finally saw that Wu Ming's appearance was not joking, and stood up for a while, carrying a shotgun in his hand, leaning sideways against the door panel, and asked Wu Ming in a low voice: "What's the situation?" Got zombies? ”

Wu Ming shook his head: "It's human, alive." ”

"Could it be a drunkard who went to the wrong door...... Yaji quietly opened the door, glanced in the direction indicated by Wu Ming, and closed it gently, "It's not a drunk, damn, it's more like ...... Flower thief. ”

Yaji's movements were faster, and Wu Ming didn't have time to look out, so he was also deeply skeptical of Yaji's conclusion: "Flower thief? Why do you think of such a word? ”

Yaji squeezed her eyes and said with a hippie smile: "Their approach is very oriental, just like in those shoddy movies, blowing a pipe into the house, only waiting for the pretty girl to faint, they can break in and touch it." If you want me to say, it must be you, a guy with fine skin and tender meat, who have made people target you, have bad intentions, and are going to attack you. ”

Wu Ming smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that your knowledge is really profound, I still underestimate you." ”

The two people in the porch were approaching, and Wu Ming's mind was also quickly thinking about how to deal with it.

If you want to deal with them head-on, it will definitely not be very difficult, without Wu Ming taking action by himself, just Yaji jumping out with a good friend is enough to make those two drink a pot, and with the marksmanship of the Ghost Calamity, it is estimated that it will not take a second to turn them into two dead corpses. But then there is no way to find out who they are and what they want to do.

In Wu Ming's speculation, these two were likely to be subordinates sent by Tao Lesi, and they came here in the middle of the night, naturally wanting to get their hands on the antique mobile phone. But there is something unreasonable about this matter, because the fat ancestor can trade in the afternoon, and he can't buy the mobile phone in his hand justifiably, and he really can't go around in such a big circle.

But if it weren't for that, Wu Ming really couldn't think of anyone else who showed such great interest in him.

At the moment, it seems that these two cannot be easily alarmed, it is best to stand still for the time being, find out what is going on and then make plans, anyway, they have not come up with the means to hurt people, at least they have not caused much harm for now.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming held down Yaji's arm, pulled him out of the house, and strictly turned off the lights, and locked the door at the same time.

Sure enough, the thief who had the head was finally in place, and stood by the door to make a little confirmation, and with a soft sound, a small pipe poked in through the door, and then, a fog spread through the room. Judging from the color, it should be nebulized **, the dose is certainly not small, if someone inhales it defenselessly, it is very likely to be deeply anesthetized, if it is more serious, it will even lose spontaneous breathing, and eventually lead to death.

It seems that the two thieves did not care about the consequences at all, and carried out indiscriminate injuries without determining the exact location of the target, and the guests in the other rooms were innocent, but they all suffered badly, and it was very likely that they had died in vain.

Wu Ming had already held his breath, and Yaji turned his chest up, completely covering his mouth and nose, and carefully opened the air window to allow for ventilation.

The fog gradually dissipated. Another thief from afar followed the wind, and they seemed to have finally determined the location of the target person, and they were about to attack at this moment.

Yaggie raised the shotgun in his hand and aimed it at the door, just waiting for the hateful thief to poke his head out and finish them with the play.

But that's not what Wu Ming wants, because he knows that the dead can't reveal the inside story, and even the wicked who are captured alive may play tricks. Wu Ming needed them to mistakenly think that the plot had succeeded, and withdraw unsuspectingly, so that they could follow them and find out their details.

Wu Ming pressed the barrel of Yaji's gun, waved his finger at him, glanced left and right, and saw how much the wardrobe behind him could still hide people, so he stuffed him in without hesitation.

"Don't make a sound, I have my own way." Wu Ming lowered his voice and admonished, and when he turned around again, he fell on the bed like a dead man.

With a "click" sound, the door lock was pried open, and two figures came in one after the other. The line of sight was not very clear, Wu Ming only vaguely saw that their coordination movements were very skillful, one of them was standing behind him, and the other was leaning forward, occupying a favorable position very quickly.

"Safety!"

The thief in front habitually whispered, and the one behind kicked him in dissatisfaction: "Shut up! ”

Both of them were wearing face masks, both holding silenced pistols in their hands, and the glimmer of light in their ears was about a night vision system and video device, and the bump in the mouth and nose should be a miniature filter plug to ensure that they were protected from the anesthesia of nebulization**. For late-night intruders, those were normal, but their posture made Wu Ming suspicious, because it was too formal, as if these two veterans who used to be a tactical unit had now changed their careers to become thieves.

"Hurry up!" The one in the back was whispering, "We must go back before the big team withdraws!" ”

The one in front hummed, pointed a gun at Wu Ming with one hand, and touched the coat on the bedside table with the other. He quickly found the item he needed, put it in his arms, and exclaimed, "Toy in hand!" ”

The one behind took a step back, still covering and giving way to the evacuation position, but at that moment, they suddenly settled again, as if they were receiving some kind of information.

The one who acted in front had already withdrawn from his position, but he had to turn back again, and his palm approached Wu Ming little by little, as if he wanted to straighten Wu Ming's head so that he could take a good look.

Wu Ming didn't feel anything like that, but there was a soft sound from the wardrobe, and it was obvious that Yaji was a little overwhelmed, and I was afraid that he would soon jump out, and he would have to fight with these two flower thieves.

The two thieves were really alert, and immediately raised their pistols against the wardrobe, and shouted in unison: "Who? Come out! ”

Yaggie didn't come out, because there was a strange-looking old fellow confronting him in front of him, and in fact, if he hadn't been in contact with the old fellow for a long time, he would have been terrified.

"Squeak......

The closet door opened, and the dark red demon slowly floated out......