"Zongren fled to the east of the city, and I was dragged back."

"Zhao Zicheng, you intercept it."

The tombstone in front of Mu Yu constantly emitted a pitch-black gas, which filled the air, and bound the legs of these disciples, preventing their movements and giving ordinary people a chance to escape.

But that had already taken his entire mind to himself, after all, he was only a four-time awakener.

In fact, according to the best cost-effective method, it is to kill Zongren directly regardless of the life or death of these people, and everything will be fine.

But it can't.

As long as he chooses this path, it will run counter to the purpose advocated by Mo Ge over the years.

In order to capture fugitives, sacrifice ordinary people...

If the Ink Pavilion had been like this, it would not have established the prestige it has now.

And...

I'm sorry for my conscience.

"I've got a riot here, it's a lot of noise, and it's a lot of time to clean it up!"

Zhao Zicheng's irritable voice sounded in the headphones.

Obviously, the same thing is going through as well.

For a while, Ercheng seemed to have fallen into some kind of stalemate.

Riots can be seen everywhere in the streets.

Some of them weren't even Zongren's disciples, just roadside thugs, but they were even crazier than those disciples.

Zongren walked elegantly on the streets of Ercheng, admiring everything on the side of the road, and the pace was not fast.

An An sat obediently on his shoulder, unable to see or hear everything around him.

But she only knows that her father is by her side.

Zong Ren slowly took out a headphone, put it on his ear, and took out his mobile phone to operate for a while: "Dongcheng District, No. 13, fried." ”

As his voice fell, an explosion suddenly sounded in the city.

Originally, a team of people from the guard division had gotten rid of the clutter and came to support, but in the face of the explosion, they forcibly stopped their pace.

The building collapsed, dozens of wounded people needed to be rescued.

"Eighteenth, bomb."

"Fifteen..."

Like an elegant conductor, Zongren kept whispering, and whenever his words fell, there would always be a roar in the city.

It was as if he was already standing at the top of the city, overlooking the land, aware of every obstacle that might come.

When he stood in the center of the entire city, which was also the only square in the city, Zongren suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the tallest building in Ercheng behind him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and waved slightly.

"You're doing the right thing."

"The only mistake is that those people were caught too quickly."

"Now Ercheng... There are no masters. ”

"Oh, except for the hidden six senses."

Zongren looked at one of the windows and said with a smile.

It's just that the distance is too far for the sound to travel through.

And just behind the window, Sun Wen stood expressionlessly, staring at Zong Ren from afar.

"That six senses..."

"Dragged on."

"There is also a remnant of the former director of the Security Department in Ercheng, but it has been well hidden."

"He also raised him from childhood..."

"Missed."

In Sun Wen's headphones, the voice sounded.

Sun Wen, who had always been calm, shook slightly at this moment and took a deep breath.

Defeated.

Utterly defeated.

It can be said that from the moment of the game, all the rhythm is in the hands of Zongren.

But did you really make a lot of misjudgments?

Not really.

He's been cautious.

It's just that Zongren...

It's too exaggerated.

With just a little bit of detail, you can deduce so much and make use of it.

Even his last hole card was calculated by him.

Looking at the chaos that could be seen everywhere in the city, Sun Wen felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

I don't know how to fix it.

If Yu Mo is here, maybe all this will be easier...

Even for the rest of his life, he can rely on his unbridled thinking to tear out a hole in Zongren's layout...

Alone...

As a person who likes to stand within the rules and follow the rules, he will be easily dominated by Zongren.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Zong Ren could even guess that the hidden Liujue might not be a threat to the few newcomers outside the city.

Sijue, in the face of several newcomers in the Ink Academy, even if he has no backhand, he can easily sweep...

"Your plan, perfect..."

"Even the rules are used to the extreme, including all explosions, only hurt, not kill, and take measure."

"But... You are still negligent. ”

Sun Wen's calm gaze looked at Zong Ren, who had turned around and walked into the distance, and took a deep breath.

"Zhao Zicheng, Mu Yu, Xiaoxiao, Atai, how long do you need it?"

Sun Wen turned around decisively and walked out of the door, his pace was extremely fast, and he said calmly.

"Ten minutes."

"Eight minutes."

"Nine points."

"I'm going to take longer..."

There was not a single word of nonsense in the headphones, and the voices of several people were heard.

"After clearing the obstacles, the east gate of the city, come and save me."

Sun Wen said the last sentence, and just ripped the earphones off his ears, didn't pay attention to the call in the earphones, and put them in his pocket.

Standing downstairs at the Moge branch, he snatched a car and roared in the direction where Zongren had left.

Yes, there is still the only loophole in Zongren's plan.

That's him, Sun Wen who has no combat power.

Looking at the chaotic streets, Sun Wen was expressionless, but he drove faster.

In the end, the car stopped steadily in the east of the city, at the gate of the city.

Sun Wen got out of the car silently and sorted out his backpack.

A grenade and a firearm.

A dagger.

That's all he's got to weaponry.

Sun Wen looked at the items in the backpack, was silent for a moment, first wrapped the grenade around his waist, and used a thin thread to pass through the ignition, and then pulled it into the sleeve of his coat.

As soon as he tugs the string, the grenade will explode instantly.

The consequence, of course, is that he will die.

As for whether he can take Zongren with him, it is still unknown.

Sun Wen pulled up his coat to cover the grenade, and put the pistol at his waist, holding the dagger in his hand, waiting quietly.

About a minute later...

Zong Ren's figure appeared far away in Sun Wen's sight.

Of course, Zongren also discovered Sun Wen.

Looking at Sun Wen, who was generous and righteous, Zong Ren couldn't help but smile.

"I'll admit, I was really negligent."

"In my imagination, there has never been a possibility that you would stand here and stop me."

"It seems that all plans will not be absolutely perfect."

"Trust me, get out of the way."

"I don't want to kill you."

Zongren looked at Sun Wen and said with a chuckle.