Chapter 200: ...... This is really unintentional...... However, it is indeed very much looking forward to the foreseeable future, hahaha~
At the beginning of the establishment of the ninth district,It's for the garrison.,As a military district,The security level here is higher than most other areas.,Especially at the beginning of the establishment of the school city.,There have been several sporadic wild monster harassments.,The vigilance of the whole city has been very high.。 Thousands www.biquge.info of Chinese soldiers, as well as hundreds of elite soldiers of the Guards Red Army, were stationed here, enough to deal with most of the events that took place inside and outside the city.
However, no matter how good the design is, it has its upper limit, and if you encounter an opponent with too high a level and force a breakthrough, even if the security is doubled, it will not help. The quantitative advantage will be meaningless after the quality gap reaches a certain level, which has been verified enough in the Danjing time, but hundreds of Guards Red Army were beaten by a Mikoto Misaka, what is the use of the number of people?
Similarly, if I want to break through seriously, the so-called tight security of the ninth district is nothing more than a joke. A stealthy step over, the two sentry posts at the door were left behind, and the guards didn't even have time to turn their heads.
The second step was to bypass the zigzag corridor at the main entrance, and the high-precision surveillance video overhead noticed the abnormality when I stopped, and quickly issued a beep alarm.
By the time the third step fell, I had officially entered the army camp in the ninth district, and in front of me was an open field, with hundreds of soldiers lined up in a neat formation. And when I crossed the square, I finally heard the shrill sirens throughout the whole district, and the surveillance facilities in the ninth district were quite good, and when I was about to approach the command building, I finally had a response.
However, there is a delay in translating the response of the monitoring system into actual action.
Hundreds of soldiers in the square heard the sound at the same time, but they did not dare to act rashly, and the officer in charge of the lecture on the rostrum was stunned for a moment and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Intercept him!"
But the focus of his gaze was obviously wrong, and in his desperation, his eyeballs even tended to cramp, and the direction of his fingers did not even catch my afterimage, and by the time the last syllable he shouted was heard throughout the square, I had already stepped on the steps of the main entrance of the command building.
It doesn't matter if you have hundreds or thousands of people, I want to come in, who can stop me?
Just a few more steps, you can approach the floor where Zhang Yang is, and at that time, try to end the battle in a second.
However, the Guards Red Army did not waste too much wood after all, and when I stepped on the steps of the main entrance, a black mist suddenly exploded beside me, and I was about to exert my strength under my feet and rush straight up the outer wall of the building, but I felt as if I had stepped on a mire, and I felt as if I was about to fall.
Tut.
And with such a pause, the surrounding scenery was replaced by a thick black, and at the same time, in the perception domain, the countless human breaths, strong and weak, all around them, also disappeared neatly. I don't know what kind of trap this is, but from what I know about the home planet, this kind of triggered trap can basically be brute-forced.
As long as the progression is high enough.
As for me, I'm good at crushing people with grade differences.
With a short breath, the spiritual power that could be mobilized was all summoned, and along the trajectory that Yue Xinyao had guided, it quickly condensed, compressed, and rushed.
If it continues, as long as it locks on to the target and releases the condensed power in a specific way, it will be a beautiful and mighty mental explosion.
However, the chaos around this area makes any locking pointless, and after the spiritual power is compressed to the extreme, there is no object to erupt.
Of course, it doesn't matter, just detonate like that.
Rumble!
Obviously, it won't stir up any sound, but it seems to have detonated a thunderbolt in his ears, and the spiritual power released wildly is like a whistling typhoon, stirring up layers of fluctuations in the chaotic space. The endless darkness was twisted and crushed. Revealing one stripe after another of light.
I knew this trick would work~
The power released was endless, and I continued to draw mental power in the way of Yue Xinyao, but I found myself as if I was playing Hero Sam, and I could pour out my firepower as boldly as I could, without worrying about the lack of ammunition. No matter how much the spiritual power is extracted, it will not bottom out at all, and this feeling is really refreshing, which reminds people of the famous human scholar Sigmund Freud's discussion on the pleasure of excretion.
Maybe we're in the same league with him?
It's a pity that the opponent didn't give his strength, and he barely did any decent fighting, and the black curtain was like a Japanese-style wooden house under the raging tsunami, which collapsed, and the remaining spiritual power radiated aimlessly, scraping down the hundreds of soldiers hulala who came close around.
Clearing the trap of the main entrance, this imposing silver-gray building is no longer in my way. With the strength of his feet, he rushed up in a straight line by recoiling, and on the nineteenth floor, he successfully discovered the breath that was firmly locked by me.
Scorching, bright, flamboyant and wanton breath, how to look at it, how to make people feel disgusting, I hate this kind of pretending to be B in front of me the most, did you pay for the patent?
Reaching out and clasping the outer wall of the building, I rolled over and smashed through the mirror-like glass window, and I rushed straight ahead, breaking through three concrete walls in quick succession from the outermost warehouse. Through the heavy veil of gray smoke, I saw the face of the young man with astonishment written on it.
It seems that he is only in his early thirties, with short hair neatly groomed, although he is in the military zone, he is dressed in a delicate, slightly fancy Western-style dress, and two flames are burning in the palm of his hand, obviously ready for battle, but his eyes have not had time to turn and lock on me.
There will be no mistake, the pretending B criminal named Zhang Yang must be him, who else can he but be in the military region who does not change his true colors of B?
I don't know anyone else, though.
As soon as I reached out, I had already locked him by the throat and pressed him to the ground. The flames in Zhang Yang's hands quickly soared, sparking sparks on me, but since I knew that my opponent was a flame-based ability, I naturally covered my body with a layer of heat-insulating armor to protect my newly changed anime T-shirt.
"Don't make a fuss, little. ”
The sound came out of my mouth and quickly spread into a shockwave that hit his ears, instantly shattering his counterattack consciousness and almost making him permanently deaf, but then I wouldn't even have room to mock him, and the gain outweighed the loss.
Outside Zhang Yang's office, there were several other people, who reacted at this time and rushed in, one of them touched the gun from his waist, it seemed that he was an ordinary person, and the other had an earthy yellow light on his hand, and hurriedly slapped at Zhang Yang, obviously to add some BUFF, it should be one of the bodyguards. The other few reacted a little slower, but most of them were also mutants, and their combat power was obviously higher than that of ordinary people.
However, in the combat power of the big boss, there is no room for small minions to shine.
After the mental turbulence swept everyone down with one blow, I grabbed Zhang Yang's neck and lifted him into the air, and then fell downward, instantly extinguishing the fire in his hand, which could not constitute any resistance at all.
"Listen up, little. ”
I said this to him after the surroundings had calmed down a bit, and the broken concrete wall no longer fell downward, but Zhang Yang only let out a small moan with his eyes dimmed.
Tsk, it looks like you're starting a little harder?
However, looking at the blood stains that kept oozing from his ears, I thought that his hearing was still damaged, and it didn't matter how much I spoke.
I put down Zhang Yang, and I was really at a loss for a while, what can I do? It seems to be a vicious BUG that Wushuang played too much, so that he killed the task NPC by mistake and the plot was stuck...... How does this make people good?
Alas, at this time, it would be nice if he could speak directly in people's heads like Mikoto Misaka and Yue Xinyao, although Zhang Yang was shocked, it seems that he still has basic consciousness and has the possibility of communication.
I thought about it, anyway, there is no other way, the soil method of steelmaking, let's try it.
"Hey, hey, test~" I kept repeating this voice in my head, and then I began to concentrate and summon the spiritual power that seemed to be tangible and invisible.
The space in his mind was suddenly expanded, as if Pangu had split the axe of the giant shell, releasing the infinitely vast world, and the place occupied by consciousness had changed from a continent to an isolated island, and around the isolated island was a spiritual power praised by Yue Xinyao as like the sea.
As my thoughts turned, some of these powers obeyed the call and flowed, and I wrapped the voice in my head and blasted out as a bullet of mental shock.
Bang.
Zhang Yang, who had just raised his head, was hit by this impact, and immediately fell back again, hitting his head on the ground with a muffled sound.
I was looking forward with some curiosity to his next reaction.
Will the psychic shock get my voice straight into his head, or will it just turn him into a fool?
I waited for a while, but there was no response, and it seemed like I was more likely to be a fool, but then again, even if he heard it, I couldn't tell his reaction.
Tsk, there's no way, just withdraw what needs to be said. It doesn't seem like he came to trouble this guy in the first place...... This crooked building is too ruthless.
"Fortunately, if you were in Liaobei, Lao Tzu wouldn't even talk nonsense to you and kill people directly. You can live thanks to our self-cultivation, but ......"
With the mental impact, I blasted the words directly into Zhang Yang's brain, and the latter twitched slightly like a corpse...... What an encouraging response, go ahead......
"I don't care how NB you were when you were in China, how prominent your background was...... Here, in the New Territories, in front of me, you are a piece of. ”
Blasting out this paragraph, I was thinking about the wording of the next paragraph, when I suddenly heard Zhang Yang moaning mixed in: "I'm a piece of." "So, almost unconsciously.
...... Hey?
“...... Today's matter, you will not pursue anything. ”
Zhang Yang: "I, I won't pursue it." ”
Oh?
"Do everything you can to keep it a secret. ”
"I will, hide it. ”
Yes?
"After that, regarding the request of the Wen sisters, they must not refuse. ”
"No, no. ”
Oops~
"You're a pseudo-mother. ”
"I, I'm a pseudo-mother......"
"You like to be blown off by a hunk like Billy Herrington. ”
"I, I like it, Flying ......"
“...... You have a crush on Yue Tieshan. ”
"I have a crush on Yue Tieshan......"
"Whenever you see a picture of him, you have to blaspheme yourself. ”
"I'm going to blaspheme ......"
"Until the stone is ejected. ”
"Squirt out, until the stone is formed. ”
......
Dislikes...... It's almost, it's enough to play like this, and if I continue to talk about it, I'll be sick myself.
This person is deposed.
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