When No. 487 ascended the rooftop, the entire rooftop was empty, and the Sparrow stood straight in front of him. He held a dagger in his right hand, and there was no protection on his body, so he was on the edge of the rooftop. As if waiting for him to duel.

Number 487 stood cautiously in place. The flat concrete floor makes it look like a Colosseum, but unfortunately there are no spectators around, there is only a void of emptiness, and even the sky is gray, as if hidden in fog.

"I see." Number 487, who had almost lost his mind with the anger of the time, suddenly calmed down.

When he was in the game before, No. 487 once looked out of the window of the building and found that although the window could not be opened, he could see the outside scenery through the window. They can't go out, just because the weird talk has limited their range of activities to the building.

In fact, there should still be a limit to this special kind of weirdness, and looking at the environment that Shi Que is now simulating, the sky and the surrounding scenery are completely gone. It's as if there's only one building in this space.

This means that the level of the Sparrow can only simulate the range of a building. As for the movements of those terrible magnetic fields made by Shi Fei before, I am afraid that they are all temporary.

At the very least, Shi Que can't use it now. Otherwise, it would be nice for him to kill himself like someone else! It's all to the point where it is now, presumably the Institute of History and Folklore app can only give him some punishment afterwards, but it won't do anything at the moment.

Therefore, Shi Que is standing in front of him so directly now, he must have reached the end of the crossbow. What's more, if you don't defeat him now, I'm afraid you won't even be able to maintain the realm of weird talk later.

"The people of the North Institute are naïve, one-on-one duels, what do you want to rely on to win me?" Thinking so, the two of them with number 487 also showed a bit of a mocking smile.

Not wanting to talk nonsense with him, he quickly approached Number 487, the dagger grazing his neck, cutting through the clothes on his chest.

No. 487 didn't care at all, but asked Shi Que with ease, "Why don't you spend work?" Such a solid attack is not like your style. ”

Shi Que still didn't speak, but the attack in his hand became more and more fierce.

Unlike the attack routines that researchers at the Nan Institute have been trained for a long time, Shi Que is more like a beast struggling to survive in a harsh battle of life and death.

His every movement is clean and neat, with the momentum of killing with one hit.

If it's an ordinary D-class, if you're not careful, you'll really be killed by him.

No. 487 dodged the dagger in a frightening way, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the Sparrow.

It is worthy of being an E-class who can assassinate C-class dead soldiers, and No. 487 no longer dares to underestimate Shi Que. Even if he had already judged from the increasingly dense attacks of the Sparrow, that the Sparrow's magnetic field was gradually weakening, he was afraid that he would soon be unable to support this strange talk realm.

But he still didn't dare to bet.

The Sparrow must be dealt with here. Otherwise, according to Shi Que's attack method, it would be impossible to get through it until the strange talk realm disappeared, and his physical strength would be exhausted.

Finally, No. 487 found a suitable opportunity, he controlled the rapid gathering of the magnetic field around him, and the embodiment appeared, and his right hand had an extra left wheel丨hand丨gun.

No. 487, the master of gunsmiths, the Combat Spirit Enhancement Division, is a figurative entity that can change its form at will according to its own needs.

Back then, not long after No. 487 awakened as a differentiator, he was joined by Nansuo in the cultivation plan, and even Xia Rui had to admit that he was a natural assassin.

Bullets are not absolutely lethal to strange talks, but for the fragile □□ of human beings, this is a killing weapon that can easily see blood.

Shi Que probably knew the differentiation ability of number 487, but he still chose to fight him in a place without cover, which was no longer arrogant, but crazy.

No. 487, which is not dragging on time, moves much faster than the Sparrow, and the level suppression of D-class over E-class is not only due to the magnetic field, but also represents faster speed, and greater strength.

A left-wheeled pistol has a total of six bullets. But for Shi Que, as long as the vital point is shot, it means

He completely lost to Nansuo.

Even though he had killed so many dead soldiers in front of him, he had captured the other four members of Team No. 487.

After all, he lost his life.

On the rooftop, gunshots rang out incessantly.

And the dodge space of the Sparrow also became narrow with the dense bullets. In the end, the battle in front of him still consumed Shi Qi's physical strength, and gradually, and the human body faced the artillery fire, even if Shi Qi knew that he had to get close to No. 487 to have a chance to kill him. But a steady stream of bullets blocked his path to kill.

The Sparrow's movements gradually slowed down. A bullet grazed his wrist, and the dagger landed directly on the ground.

Shi Que wanted to pick up the dagger, but the next bullet had already arrived, and Shi Que dodged in embarrassment. The dagger was hit by a bullet and fell directly off the rooftop.

"It seems that your weapon is gone. Surrender now, I can make your life easier. Number 487's eyes finally revealed some confidence and appearance, and he guessed correctly, Shi Que was indeed the end of the crossbow. Even though Shi Que had used this special monster to kill so many people before, Level E was his biggest flaw.

But Shi Que didn't pay attention to him, but turned his hand and pulled out another dagger from his waist.

But this dagger was even shorter than the one he had just held, and in the eyes of No. 487, it looked like a toy for a beginner.

"Since you're obsessed

, then don't blame me for ignoring the camaraderie of my colleagues. ”

At the moment when the Sparrow rushed towards him, No. 487 found the best position, and the gun in his hand was instantly replaced by a close-range gun. This shuttle bullet will definitely make Shi Que completely lose the ability to fight back.

It doesn't matter if you lack arms or legs, anyway, as long as Shi Que still has a breath, he can bring people to the South Institute in an instant, and what will happen in the future will be a headache for the researchers of the South Institute.

So many people have died, and now he is like being roasted on a fire. The South Institute is different from the North Institute, and if the mission fails, the punishment he will have to endure is very terrible.

Thinking of what he had experienced before, No. 487 subconsciously shuddered. Looking at Shi Que again, his eyes became more determined.

By now, he had been deeply aware of what Xia Rui had said before.

Shi Que is indeed stronger than him, and he is indeed more talented than him. But now, it doesn't matter. As long as Shi Que enters the South Institute, no matter how talented he is, he will just be a special research material in the future.

And when the task is completed, he will rise to prominence and become a senior official in the future.

With that in mind, No. 487 turned on the attacking artillery fire with all his might.

"Don't be afraid, I'll avoid all your vital points." Number 487 grinned, as if enjoying the fruits of victory in advance.

However, in the face of such a terrible attack, Shi Que also stopped dodging.

Is this abandoned? No. 487 noticed that Sparrow had an extra pair of gray gloves on his hands at some point.

"A strange legacy of defense? It's useless! My bullets have peculiarities and are able to penetrate any protection. Unless you're higher in rank than mine. Number 487 looked at Shi Finch's eyes with a hint of mockery, "Unfortunately, your differentiation level is only E-class. ”

"Leave the confession until after death and tell your brother who died young!"

The bullet pierced through Shi Fei's body perfectly, and the blood burst into brilliant flowers in mid-air.

In mid-air, the white falcon let out a sharp wail, and No. 487 put down his gun and sat on the ground gasping for air.

Won.

He was very happy, but in the next second, the sharp pain around him made his eyes widen in surprise.

He lowered his head and looked at his body in disbelief, the bullet he had just hit Shi Que appeared on his body.

"Why?" He looked up at Shi Que with disbelief in his eyes.

Shi Que smiled: "Strange heritage! ”

Walking up to Number 487, who had lost the ability to resist, Shi Que crouched down and shook his gloved hand in front of his eyes.

"The strange legacy of the dead that you brought with you after the death of the dead [must be completed]."

"The appointment he received during his lifetime

Capture me alive. So, the role of this strange legacy is twofold, the first is that I can't carry a weapon when I wear gloves. But the second effect is that all the fatal injuries I have received will be transferred to the perpetrator. ”

"I'm just a fragile E-class, and your bullets threaten my life."

Number 487 suddenly understood why Shi Que would take him to the rooftop, not to fight openly, but to make his bullets hit better.

"How can this be ......," No. 487 subconsciously glanced at the wound on Shi Finch's arm again. According to his speculation about Shi Que's strength, Shi Que's spiritual power should have been exhausted.

Shi Que said calmly: "Oh, it's also deliberate. If I didn't have a flaw, why would Xia Rui ask you to arrest me alone? ”

Yes. Because Shi Que was injured in the assassination of the C-level dead, Xia Rui and them preconceived that although Shi Que was strong, he was still trapped by the differentiation level.

But a man who could make fun of all three hundred people in an understatement had killed so many dead soldiers. How could he make a mistake so easily? It is clear that everything is calculated by Shi Que.

They were toyed with from the beginning.

Shi Que glanced at his phone, "There are fifteen minutes left, and we can just learn more about it." ”

"So now, I have a few questions, and you can choose how to answer them."

Number 487 opened his mouth, only to find that his throat could not make a sound. His throat bone was broken.

Shi Que sighed regretfully, "You are too injured to speak." Ah, I see! ”

"What do you know?" Number 487 suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Shi Que beckoned in the direction of the rooftop, and at the staircase, the obsessive-compulsive apostle walked in unhappily.

Seeing that No. 487's face was not good, Shi Que comforted him in a kind tone: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely take you to Beisuo alive." ”

Immediately afterwards, Shi Que still said to the OCD Apostle in a friendly tone, "His memories are played with for you." ”

The OCD Apostle walked up to number 487.

In the pocket, the app vibrated twice.

Shi Que retorted seriously, "I didn't abuse the lynching, he shed so much blood, his brain is not clear, what if he can't understand his last words?" ”

"I'm digging deeper into his regrets and doing hospice care for him." ：，，.