Shi Que did kill the people on the second floor, and he deliberately did it in the most brutal way, which scared the courage of 491 on the first floor. Therefore, when the printer field enveloped him, he didn't realize that the magnetic field this time was not as strong as before, and he was directly polluted by the printer's spirit.

Every word he says is an acting class exam for printers. I just don't know what mood 487 upstairs is in after listening to it.

Shi Que played with the walkie-talkie in his hand and felt that this strange heritage was really easy to use. Bring it back to the North Institute, and in the future, the researchers will not be afraid of getting lost in no man's land, and they can contact each other through walkie-talkies.

At this time, it is unknown what the containment conditions are. But he felt that it didn't matter, anyway, number 487 would take the initiative to tell him.

As for these people on the first floor, he was going to let the grumpy printer watch them first.

Gluttony and obsessive-compulsive disorder are all left alive. But Shi Que observed that now, he could almost confirm his guess that the C-class used to assassinate and use as cannon fodder must have been specially made.

If it is a human experiment, then Nansuo is really dying. As for these D-class, seeing that their hands had not yet had time to be stained with the blood of innocents, Shi Que decided to save his life first. No, it is also a good way to send it to the northwest to open up the wasteland.

And maybe you can sell it for some money! Nansuo is so rich, if he is willing to spend money to redeem people, it is also a good subsidy. After all, he pressed Cai Zhuo and Qin Jue to the Garden of Eden, and he always had to make some money to ransom people.

The teacher is so poor that he must not have the money to lend him, and it is easy to borrow money from the head office, but it is too difficult to repay. Shi Que still hopes that he can retire at the legal age.

Thinking so, Shi Que said to the grumpy printer, "Judge him to fail the exam." Let him feel the life of the Northwest in advance. ”

The printer awkwardly floated away to deal with 491.

Shi Que was fiddling with the walkie-talkie in his hand, thinking about what to do next, his mind was spinning fast, his hands were restless, and he was hammering back and forth between several captured walkie-talkies.

At the top, 487's nerves had already been pulled to the top. But the walkie-talkie in his hand kept flashing.

"......" is this to negotiate with him?

Number 487's heart was at its apex, and he put his ear close to the walkie-talkie, wanting to hear what the Sparrow was going to say.

But nothing! Only the sound of tapping on the wall can be faintly heard.

Could it be that the team members are using Morse code to call for help?

Number 487 tried to decipher it and found that it was not a sentence at all.

He was very nervous all the time, and his spirit was like a taut string. Such a capricious call was like Ling Chi's torture to him.

No. 487 finally couldn't stand the torture and took the initiative to open a full-screen call, "Shi Que! What the hell are you going to do! ”

After a while, Shi Que was a little surprised to talk from there: "Ah, I'm sorry, I think I was too focused on things, and I accidentally pressed the call button." ”

No. 487 was almost killed by Shi Que's words.

The key is that he is still very cowardly, he is a D-level, with so many people, but he was beaten like a dog by Shi Que. If he loses one-on-one, he will admit it if he is subdued by Shi Que's fist.

But I didn't even see anyone.

The feeling of being teased made him extremely angry.

No. 487 said uncontrollably: "Shi Que, if you are a gentleman, come out and let's fight it alone." ”

He had completely lost his mind. I knew that my clamor was ridiculous, but I still said it.

Shi Que was insulting them.

In this particularly disgusting way, they are destroying their pride.

Those who divide should also cultivate their minds. Every promotion of differentiation ability is also a soul refinement. Every differentiator has his own pride and his own persistence. Those who can break through the limits of genes have never been mediocre.

But Shi Que used this way of crushing the high position from a low position, and trampled their backbones alive.

Number 487 can all think that after today, if Shi Que does not die, then the future path of the five of them will be cut off.

Even if they can make the cut, Shi Finch's name will become a nightmare for them. Every time, as long as they recall the events of today, they will think of how humble they were once and wonder about the way forward they believe in, and they can no longer go further.

It can't go on like this. He couldn't follow in the footsteps of the Sparrow. If Shi Que doesn't come out, then he should find a way to force him out, and then, at the moment he appears, he will try his best to capture him. Number 487 doesn't believe that Shi Que can still maintain a complete victory after defeating so many people. An E-level, arrogant to the present, the hole cards should also be used clean!

"You come out! You're a dude, just a duel with dignity. ”

Number 487 kept shouting, "Shi Que, you treat them like this, are you still human?" ”

"We are indeed from the South Institute, and we have different political views, but we have also carried out our missions!"

"You're still a person, you give them a good time, you give me a good time!"

"Come out! Come out! A despicable villain hiding behind his back. ”

"Shameless!" Number 487 roared as he listened carefully to the response on the intercom.

However, walkie-talkies

Over there, Shi Que smiled, "It turns out that you will be angry too?" ”

"The twelve researchers of the North Institute, when they were assassinated in no man's land, their hatred was greater than yours."

"Strange Legacy 329 has been recovered, do you know what his purpose is?"

"If there are victims within 100 meters of the area, you can point out the quickest way for the victims to escape."

"Guess what his mission was before he died?" Shi Que's calm voice finally had a hint of ups and downs, "He will go to the no-man's land again to save your dead soldiers who reported false police!" ”

"Your team members are human, aren't they researchers at the North Institute?"

"The elites cultivated by the family with money are people, and on the way to contain strange talks, aren't the researchers who have been tempered by the North Institute people?"

"Speak to me righteously, are you worthy?"

The last sentence fell, and the voice of the Sparrow echoed clearly in the corridor.

No. 487's eyes lit up, and he said decisively to the dead soldiers around him, "Do it!" ”

At the same time, he himself rushed towards Shi Que. This is his only chance, and all his teammates have been defeated by Shi Que in exchange for the only assassination opportunity in front of him.

If he can't catch the Sparrow alive today, then when he returns, they will be greeted with humiliation and punishment that are worse than death.

For yourself, but also for the future, you must fight!

The magnetic field around No. 487's body has exploded.

However, there was an extra dice in Shi Que's hand.

"Brother, do you want to clean up the portal?" When the words fell, the [just right] hanging on his chest turned over just right.

"Looks like I had a lot of luck today, everything was just right." Shi Que smiled and touched the iron plate on his chest.

Behind Shi Que, the white falcon on the cover of "Bagua Forum Weekly" suddenly rushed out with a wing and pumped towards the left side of 487's face.

487 was ready, he keenly dodged the white falcon's attack, and the embodiment landed at his hand, a beautiful revol□□ver.

And at this moment, the dice in the palm of the sparrow fell to the ground, exactly a 1.

At the back of No. 487's head, a hand appeared out of thin air and slammed into the left side of 487's face.

The strength was neither light nor heavy, which just made his brain buzz.

The gathered magnetic field was instantly dispersed, and the revolver □□ that had been opened in his hand disappeared with it.

Shi Que lowered his head just to pick up the dice and shook it at 487. The dice hit the ground again, and it was another 1.

Number 487 reacted this time, and he immediately shifted the location and tried to dodge, but Shi Que did not know when he appeared behind him, and reached out to grab his arm with both hands.

Shi Que didn't have much strength, and 487 easily shook Shi Que away, but that hand appeared again. This time, the slap hit 487 on the other side of the face.

His head buzzed again.

After relieving himself, Shi Que was already standing on the way to genius

up the stairs.

And the dead soldiers who followed him disappeared cleanly inexplicably.

He didn't even see how these people had disappeared.

Shi Que smiled, "Give you a chance to beg for mercy, and tell me about the weird heritage number and containment conditions of this walkie-talkie in your hand, and I will beat you less twice in a while." ”

"You ......" makes Number 487 completely angry.

He chased the Sparrow to the rooftop.

At this moment, he didn't care about Shi Que's other schemes. There is no calmness and forbearance.

Even if the finch's skill was invalid when he endured it for a minute, he didn't want to wait another minute.

He must kill Shi Que here, otherwise, his life will be ruined by Shi Que.

Shi Que was very dexterous, and he turned over and went directly to the rooftop.

Number 487 followed.

The dagger landed in the palm of his hand, and Shi Que stood in the most spacious part of the rooftop waiting for No. 487 to go upstairs.

Shi Que understands that the next step is to rely on himself.

He is an E-class, and the realm of [Star] can only be expanded for four hours at a time. Three hours and forty minutes have passed since the field was unfolded. And the level of the Grumpy Printer is still too low, and the ten C-levels seem to have no feelings, so the mental pollution of the Grumpy Printer, the restriction on them is not stable.

So the OCD Apostle had to work with the printer to fully control the ten C-levels. As for gluttony, after he ate nearly twenty C-level dead soldiers in the building, because of the overflow of energy, even if the amount of food did not meet the requirements of the rules, he still entered a full stomach in advance.

At this point, all the strange talk in Shi Que's hand has been released.

So now, in the face of number 487, all he can rely on is himself.

But this is also the same as Shi Que's plan.

Within twenty minutes, he would have completely subdued the number 487. Let him take the initiative to bring shackles. Then take them back to the imperial capital and atone for the sacrificed researchers! ：，，.