Chapter 162: Pursuit
The collapse process, which was thought to be completed in a maximum of ten minutes, actually lasted for nearly an hour, and when the dozen or so walls of the hexagonal 'enchantment' were all transparent and shrunk, turning into an adult's thumb-sized, pale yellow fleshy diamond-shaped object in the air 100 meters above the ground, Zhang Muzi was already impetuous.
However, this did not affect his decisive judgment, and at the moment of getting out of the predicament, the invisible Zhang Muzi shrewdly rode the wind, grabbed the diamond-shaped substance that had just condensed and fell, and went straight to the sky, leaving the Chinese land field troops on the ground far away and disappearing into the vast night.
After he had flown away a few kilometers away, in the messy eastern suburbs of Shencheng, a medium-sized military radar vehicle parked next to the collapsed apartment building ran out of a young officer with a bar and two stars on his shoulder, and hurriedly came to a middle-aged officer with a military rank of colonel, with a face of national characters, thick eyebrows, and a blue face in the messy eastern suburbs of Shencheng, and stood up and saluted and reported: "Report to the chief."
Just now, the radar scan showed that there was an unknown object at coordinates 12.23... Position lift-off. â
"Can you track it?" Hearing this, the middle-aged officer's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned around and asked sharply.
"No, I can't..."The young officer, who was a college student, was shocked by the commander's aura, and stammered: "Because the object is too small and flying at high speed, we, our radar vehicle is a C-class model, scanning accuracy and distance..."
"Okay, I don't want to listen to the reason, just the result. The middle-aged officer's irritated voice interrupted his subordinate's words, and he turned his head to look at a man of his age beside him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The tall man in civilian clothes said as if squeezing through his teeth, "Director Zhong." You're the field commander, and if you tell me to fire, you fire. If I don't rush to block it, I won't snipe.
But now the result is hundreds of civilian casualties, a whole platoon of soldiers sacrificed and seriously wounded, but in the end there is no result at all, what should I do next, I still listen to your instructions?"
"The next step is to continue to wait, and then do a good job of secrecy," Zhong Xueliang didn't seem to hear the sarcasm and dissatisfaction in the middle-aged officer's tone, and said in a deep voice with an expressionless face: "We will wait here until five o'clock in the morning, if there is still no result." As for the retreat, after that, the secrecy of the residents of the community and nearby residents will be carried out by our National Security Bureau, as for the military..."
"Don't worry, our soldiers are disciplined, and as long as there is an order from the superiors, it will never be possible to leak secrets," the middle-aged officer waved his hand to interrupt Zhong Xueliang's words, and then his face became a little gloomy and pointed to the ruins around him, "Besides, even if you say it, who would believe that these high-rise buildings are actually broken by people with spells and magical powers... Are those, those people really still human..."
"yes. Are those people still human..."Hearing the last words of Senior Colonel Xiao, hundreds of soldiers and civilians were killed in the operation he commanded;
Eight superpowers cultivated by the state with a lot of resources and energy suddenly disappeared strangely together with the mission objectives, and Zhong Xueliang, who was by no means as calm as he appeared in his heart, couldn't help but show a trace of dazedness in his eyes, and he also muttered to himself in his mouth.
And just when this senior intelligence officer in the inland of China was worried about his future. Zhang Muzi, who is a fisherman who competes with the cranes and mussels for the benefit of the fisherman, has already had the opposite mood and quietly landed in a dark alley in the bustling neighborhood of Shencheng Linhai.
The narrow empty alley is long, and there is a bar or bar not far from the walls on both sides. Or the back door of the restaurant, which exists as a fire escape.
I faintly heard the intense music of 'Dong Dong Dong ...'. Zhang Muzi, who had just escaped from danger, felt relieved and stretched. From his pocket, he pulled out the diamond-shaped object that he had grabbed as he fled.
"Is this the original form of 'Liuhe' after being shrunk, it really doesn't look like an animal," he looked at the strange object in his hand through the flickering neon light above his head, and thought suspiciously: "Could it be a single-celled organism, but no matter how big the universe is, no matter how many planets there are that can open up space, it is impossible for cells that can open up space to store zĂ i."
What kind of character is that Abe Harumi, and where did you find this 'Shikigami', it's really mysterious..."
After thinking about it, he couldn't find an answer, Zhang Muzi shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, directly rolled up his sleeves and pressed the diamond-shaped object on the mother nest stuck to his arm, and waited until the mysterious substance was swallowed up, and hurriedly closed his eyes and sensed it.
When he found out that the gene pool of the brood had really added a little bit of 'material', and it was determined that the diamond-shaped object was indeed the original form of 'Liuhe', but because the evolution level of the brood was too low, it was not possible to fully analyze its genetic code, he sighed in surprise and regret.
"Sure enough, the creatures that can open up space can't just be a three-star strength indicator, Abe Inusaburo can drive all the 'Twelve Divine Generals' just like I drive the three hundred and sixty-five 'Qingfu Masami', all of them rely on the ancestral shade, and many of them can't exert their true power at all, and fortunately, this is the case, otherwise I would have died tonight.
However, if I can fully display the supernatural powers of the Thunder Sect Tianzun, the Fire Sect Xingjun, and the Wuyue Emperor in the 'Qingfu Zhengshen', I don't need to use the power of the mother nest at all, and directly kill him with one move, speaking of which, everyone is also half a catty..."Thinking crankily in his heart, Zhang Muzi walked out of the alley and came to the main street, and blended into the urban red men and green women who enjoyed the nightlife on the weekend.
Leisurely buying an oversized chocolate ice cream from the take-out window of the 24-hour ice drink shop, he wandered to the fence close to the sea, looked at the waves rippling in the breeze, and quietly tore the mother nest, which was about to run out of energy, from his arm and threw it into the water.
After sitting on a stone chair facing the street and eating the ice cream, Zhang Muzi stood up, stopped a taxi, returned to the rented suite, quietly took out his luggage and passport, and rushed to Shencheng Dongpu International Airport overnight.
As the center of China's inland economy and the main air transport distribution hub of Shanghai, Dongpu Airport is second to none in Asia and even the world in terms of the number of passengers and cargo tonnage.
Walking into this magnificent building with a modern sense of steel and concrete, he looked left and right for a while, but he couldn't find the ticket window, and when he was worried, he happened to see a group of tall and slender flight attendants in light brown uniforms passing by with suitcases.
Feeling that he wasted a lot of time eating ice cream in order to relax his mood just now, he was withdrawn by nature and unwilling to socialize with strangers and even accosted Zhang Muzi thought about it, looked at the backs of the flight attendants, and whispered: "This, ah, please wait a minute, okay?", but no one paid attention to the voice.
In desperation, he walked a few steps behind the flight attendant lady who was walking in the airport with the steps of a model, forming a beautiful landscape, and raised his voice: "Well, the ladies in front, can you wait a moment?"
This time the questioning finally had a little effect, although no one among the flight attendants stopped, but finally someone looked back, and the pace immediately stopped.
"Little brother, you should still be a high school student, do you know how to talk to a big sister at such a young age?
Don't think that if you are handsome, you have a chance, my sister has a boyfriend. The flight attendant who turned back simply wore a little light makeup on her face, but her skin looked like she was blown, she shouldn't be very old, but her personality was very cheerful and outgoing, looking at Zhang Muzi's facial features like a comic character, and said with a smile.
It is said that men are lustful, in fact, women's recognition of the handsome opposite sex is also much higher than when facing a man who is not good-looking, hearing the words of his companion, the other flight attendants on the left and right invariably looked back at Zhang Muzi, and stopped with bright eyes.
"Miss, I'm a college student, and I'm not going to talk to you," Zhang Muzi walked quickly to the flight attendants, explained, and asked, "But that's not important, where is the ticket window at the airport?"
There was still some distance before the departure time of the service plane, and the young flight attendant did not answer Zhang Muzi's question immediately, but asked with interest: "Are you going to travel, where are you going?"
"It's better to be in Seoul or somewhere else on the Korean Peninsula," Zhang Muzi asked again impatiently: "Miss, I'm in a hurry, can you tell me where the ticket window is?"
Generally, the flight attendants are good-looking young women, and what they usually hate the most is being harassed and accosted inexplicably, so the first time Zhang Muzi shouted was that no one paid attention to it.
But people's psychology is so subtle, now Zhang Muzi doesn't want to talk more, the young flight attendant didn't seem to notice his anxiety, and said with a smile: "So coincidentally, our team is going to fly to Seoul, and there are more than 40 minutes to take off, so it's not in a hurry." â
"Really," Zhang Muzi's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Miss, I didn't book a ticket to buy it at the airport, so the time is really urgent." â
"Red-eye flights (late-night flights) are generally package tickets for tour groups, and if you don't book a ticket, I'm afraid there are no more now, and even if you do, you can't discount them. Hearing this, the young flight attendant said regretfully, and then pointed to the distance and said, "You go west and see a cross-shaped passage to the right."
"Thank you, thank you. Listening eagerly to the flight attendant after the route, Zhang Muzi thanked him twice, turned around and walked quickly towards the ticket window, and after finding the destination in all directions, he simply bought a first-class ticket when the economy class was sold out, and walked into the boarding gate after waiting for half an hour in the terminal.
At the same time, in the messy community in the eastern suburbs of Shencheng, Zhong Xueliang, who had been standing in the ruins for several hours but still found nothing, suddenly took out his mobile phone, called up a number displayed in red from the address book, and said in a hoarse voice after dialing: "Immediately in the name of the suspect of commercial espionage, Zhang Muzi is wanted nationwide, personnel file number B0907." (To be continued......)