Chapter 1: Who Hit Me on the Head

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"Say, who hit me on the head just now?"

Fang Fan touched the back of his head, twisted his neck, and pointed at a group of strong men who were tied up by five flowers on the ground.

Half an hour ago, as a domestic mechanical designer, Fang Fan had just returned to his residence when he was knocked unconscious by this group of strong men, tied up with his mouth shut, stuffed into a van, and drove towards the ruins on the outskirts of the city.

Fang Fan woke up slowly, only to feel that the back of his head was extremely painful.

Feeling the shaking of the car, Fang Fan quickly understood that someone should have hijacked him for the design of the Spirit Dragon No. 1.

Since the revival of the aura, all kinds of conventional equipment have been unable to threaten the new cultivators.

And some cultivators with low cultivation often make trouble, so a group of experts were specially invited to develop Linglong No. 1 to better manage these cultivators with low cultivation.

Fang Fan, who had not closed his eyes for a week and only completed the design drawings in the first half of the night today, decided to give himself a holiday, go home to rest for two days, and wait for the evaluation results to come out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was kidnapped by this group of people into the van.

In fact, Fang Fan was not very worried about his safety.

As the chief engineer of the Linglong No. 1 design, he was closely and secretly protected.

At this time, there should be air protection over the car, and civilian clothes on the ground should follow.

After not sleeping for a week, Fang Fan felt his brain explode, and fell asleep after a while under the slight bumps in the car.

I don't know how long it took, the van turned around a few times and drove to an abandoned power station, the strong man in the car opened the trunk and escorted Fang Fan forward, suspecting that Fang Fan was walking slowly and kicked a few times.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Fang Fan was dissatisfied with this treatment and snorted loudly.

One of the big men tore off the seal on Fang Fan's mouth.

"Say whatever you want, don't go to Hades and cry. ”

"I said, brother, it's not good for you to tie me. Fang Fan moved his sockets and continued, "For the sake of being so kind, I'll reveal a secret to you. ”

"What's the secret?"

"Listen carefully to my count, ten, nine, eight, seven...... Two, "Fang Fan counted unhurriedly.

"Bang bang bang ......" A fine burst of point shots, and all the strong men who escorted Fang Fan fell to the ground.

Fang Fan glanced back at the strong man who was knocked down on the ground, "The secret is how many seconds you have left, but it's one second faster than I thought." ”

When the anesthetic arrived, more than a dozen plainclothes people arrived, one of them untied the rope in Fang Fan's hand, and the rest entered the power station to clear the threat.

Fang Fan walked slowly to the strong man who fell to the ground, twisted his neck, "Say, who hit me on the head just now?"

It's a pity that the strong man who was knocked out couldn't answer, so Fang Fan had to step forward and kick them a few times in a row.

"These people are all brought back for interrogation, to see what kind of force this time has sent such an inconspicuous person to kidnap me. Fang Fan looked around and said.

Don't look at Fang Fan as just a designer, but his status is extremely high.

"Yes, leader. ”

After confirming that there was no threat in the power station, more than a dozen plainclothes people acted quickly, handcuffed a strong man in the car, and stood beside the car waiting for Fang Fan.

"Please get in the car. After speaking, the plainclothes who untied the rope for Fang Fan ran over and opened the car door.

Just when Fang Fan was less than two meters away from the car, there was a loud bang, and all four or five cars exploded, and the air protection was also taken down.

Fang Fan immediately moved closer to the direction of the van and prepared to escape in the van.

"Don't move!"

Fang Fan looked into the power station, and a man walked out with new equipment.

"Is that you?" was greeted by one of the plainclothes members named Sun Tang.

"It's very scheming.,Evading aerial shooting and reconnaissance through the shadow of the building.,And blow up your colleagues.,Knock out the air protection.,Presumably your purpose is not to ask for drawings.,But to kill me.。 After thinking about it for a while, Fang Fan understood Sun Tang's plan.

"Yes, the hard work paid off, and you finally developed the Spirit Dragon No. 1. Sun Tang sneered, "But since it has been developed, it is useless to keep you, I will send you down today!"

After speaking, Sun Tang slammed Fang Fan's head.

"Buzz ......" Fang Fan only felt a concussion in his brain, and the flying bullets bounced straight back, and Sun Tang's head was instantly punched out of a bloody hole, and he slowly fell backwards with an incredible expression.

"The trial system is on, the trialist level, none. A bright voice suddenly sounded in Fang Fan's mind.

"I'm not even dead?" Fang Fan watched the bullet pass through Sun Tang's head, and suddenly thought of the Iron Head Gong mentioned in the ancient martial arts, "Trial?

Fang Fan tried to find the object that made a sound in his mind, and said, "What's it, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out." ”

"The trialist does not meet the aura trial strength, and it will take two days before they can enter the trial system. ”

It's this voice again, what the hell is this.

Fang Fan was puzzled, according to what he had learned, this was definitely not something that science could explain.

Then there is only one possibility, and this is the mutation that has emerged after the revival of Reiki, and this mutation, even at the national level, has not been encountered.

After the revival of the aura, many cultivators have appeared in various places, and these cultivators can refine the aura of heaven and earth, and they are so strong that they can already ignore the damage of ordinary equipment.

According to this voice, are you also a cultivator? But it seems that you have never refined any aura?

Don't worry about it for now, find someone to send me back to sleep for a while.

Fang Fan was really sleepy, and he was really startled by Sun Tang's shot, and he was already sleepy.

"That, Brother Rou, can you please come and pick me up?" Fang Fan picked up Sun Tang's phone and dialed Xiao Rou's phone.

"How many times have you said it, call me Sister Rou!" Xiang Xiaorou's loud voice sounded, "Address." ”

"I don't know. I'm in an abandoned power station, and it's like ......"

"Doodoo ......"

Fang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, this temper exploded.

Xiang Xiaorou is Fang Fan's college classmate. Don't look at Xiaorou's gentle and delicate name, in fact, she is domineering, and after graduating from graduate school and entering the system for three years, she was praised by the leader as a "heroine", and now she has become the captain of a secret escort team.

The two have been in the same city since college, and after getting along for a long time, Fang Fan regarded Xiang Xiaorou as his brother.

Now that I can't find my way back, these corpses need to be disposed of. All Fang Fan could remember at this time was Xiang Xiaorou's phone call, so he could only ask Xiang Xiaorou for help.

Unexpectedly, before he finished a sentence, the other party hung up.

Fang Fan could only sit in the van and wait.

"Trial system, what is this?" Fang Fan thought about this matter in his mind, and for a while, he felt sleepy, and he actually fell asleep.

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