"Alarm Magic ......"

Q13 opened his five fingers and concentrated his mental power on this brass handle.

Snipers were originally selected from the dragon guards who were born with psychic abilities, and after systematic training, their telepathic abilities can be increased several times and can be completely transformed into the required skills.

Like what......

Crack the energy lock.

According to the results of the current observation, the magic lock in front of him is very close to the energy lock used in the interstellar era, but Q13 knows how to remove the interstellar energy lock, but he is not sure if this slightly different magic lock is exactly the same as the solution of the interstellar energy lock. Time is of the essence, and the other entrances may have the same magic locks arranged. Based on the current situation, the conclusion was reached in less than a tenth of a second: it is worth a try.

Colorless, formless threads of ghostly energy extend from the five fingertips of Q13 and reach into the brass handle......

The high-performance optical brain built into the armor automatically starts to analyze, and various data such as rows of energy units, arrangement positions, geometric figures, and calculation equations are directly projected by the laser onto the retina of the Q13. The effect of the magic lock is magical, but its structure is far less complex than that of interstellar technology. Looking for the orderly circuit in the disordered energy network, inducing, unraveling, separating, Q13 is easily familiar, and the energy structure of this magic lock is dismembered in a few clicks...... At least by the standards of the interstellar energy lock, it's done.

Oh, there's one more thing to be done.

His head tilted slightly, and a tiny pillar of light shot out from the bulge on the side of the hood...... The high-energy laser slices through the brass door as easily as butter, cutting the physical door lock and a thin wire connected to the bell behind the door.

A small alarm system that is very effective, but can easily be overlooked.

The fully stereotactic sonic jammer on the Q13's armor sent a directional oscillation into the ears of the two guards facing away, filling their ears with the most real auction house noise.

He opened the door without hesitation, and with a "creak" of the door, he dodged in.

The two guards were still standing straight in the doorway, dutifully doing their duty.

Whew, the flame of the oil lamp on the wall trembled.

"Huh?"

On the floor of the room was a colorful carpet embroidered with strange geometric patterns and gold trimmed with silver filigree.

An old man sat cross-legged in the middle of the carpet and raised his head slightly.

Seeing this, one of the guards standing at the door walked over to the oil lamp, opened the hood, and raised the filament.

The fire lit up......

A figure appeared in a gloomy corner.

"Who" The guard was taken aback and stretched out his hand to draw his sword......

A light passed through the guard's left chest.

The old man in the middle of the carpet raised his head: "You ......"

As soon as Shadow's hand turned, the second, third, and fourth rays of light that were almost connected struck through the hemispherical transparent barrier that appeared in front of the old man, and the fifth pierced into the center of his eyebrows.

Q13 put away his pistol, stepped over the old man's body, and went to the balcony.

Directly below the balcony, the auctioneer is trying to shout about the value of the lot, encouraging people to bid.

And on the auction table in front of it, the wave-like cheers were also very cooperative.

The room directly above the auctioneer is the one that overlooks the entire auction room, the room where the magician who has turned into a corpse monitors the whole room, and of course, the best sniper platform.

Q13 silently looked down at all the things under the balcony, and set up his own MRI sniper rifle on the railing.

On the retina projection, a set of numbers becomes several circles.

Back door.

"Whew" sounded like a whistling sound of a strong wind. Several guards and coolies who were carrying things suddenly appeared, and something seemed to flash in the sky, and they collectively looked up......

"Squeak" a thing to the ground.

... Q17 stood up, his body was fast, two blue flashing double guns raised forward, swinged back, aimed sideways, and swept back ......"...... Puff puff...... Click...... "Two empty magazines landed. At the muzzle of the muzzle with the silencer module, the faint blue light gradually dimmed.

“...... Uh" A scream was stuck in the throat with blood, and the coolie's corpse threw itself against the wall, then slowly slid down and fell to the crowd of corpses.

The armor block on Uncle Q's side opened, and a pair of new magazines stretched out.

The two pistols were hooked there, arms crossed, and the handles of the guns were fired......

"Click" two cartridges into the handle, the bullet loaded.

"Hehehe......"

There was an unusually evil smile on the unshaven face under the helmet.

At the same time, at the entrance of the auction house.

"Wow, come on...... Someone!ah......hh

The patrolling guards shouted, only to be silenced after a few screams.

A group of guards who were guarding the square were shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly rushed to the gate.

A circle of translucent liquid-like chemicals coated on the latch by Q13 glows with an unnoticeable phosphorescence.

And then...... A white light rises.

"Ah......" The guards who rushed to the scene were in great pain by the sudden bright light, and covered their eyes with screams.

The latch of the door that was burned in two by the high heat generated by the detonation agent of the ignition agent broke and fell......

There was a loud bang at the door, and the huge force struck, and the door panel opened violently.

A guard standing relatively close to the door was unfortunately shot, and immediately spurted blood from his mouth, flew upside down, and after rolling on the ground for more than a dozen times, he hit his head on the tree, his body was strangely folded, and he was silent.

The guards who had just been flashed found that there was a dazzling white light in front of them, and the light did not go out for a long time, and the people who were illuminated could not open their eyes at all, and a few who were in better condition could only squint a slit...... I faintly saw several tall figures in the light.

"Enemy attack!" someone shouted in a deafening voice.

An illusionary pause and silence.

"Tom tom tom ......" thunderous loud sound.

A piece of blood, broken bones, and organs splashed out like a splashed ink painting, and the dyes inside the human body were used to paint a strange and terrifying death picture on the ground and wall.

A severed hand fell from the wall, and the bioelectricity remaining in the nerve made it twitch suddenly.

The helmet module automatically disassembles and retracts the armor, and a puff of white mist rises.

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and looked coldly at the guards rushing out of the main entrance of the auction office, while pressing a new magazine into the magazine.

"Let's go to war" bolt pulled.

The thirty or so traversers standing not far behind him raised their guns......

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