long night fire

Facing Yue Qifan's surprised gaze, he pulled out the small arrow, threw it on the ground, and said with a smile:

"I've been wearing body armor all this time!"

Although the deaths of Wang Yafei and Shen Du were obviously not caused by gunshots, Jiang Baimian approved a bulletproof vest for each team member after Shang Jianyao officially intervened in this matter for safety's sake.

——In "Pangu Biology", firearms and bullets are strictly controlled. Jiang Baimian must report in advance to organize live ammunition training, and follow a cumbersome process. However, bulletproof vests, which are not lethal items, are not only easy to apply for, but also as long as the team If it is equipped in the factory, the team leader can have the final say.

"Coward." Yue Qifan argued forcefully.

While speaking, he suddenly turned around and was about to run away.

In this situation, he felt that he had no chance of winning.

As for how to finish it later, I will leave it to the holy master to worry about!

However, as soon as Yue Qifan turned around, a strong emotion surged in his heart:

How can you run away?

How can you just give up like this?

How could you leave in such a shame?

While his thoughts were floating, he turned back to his body and rushed towards Shang Jianyao.

His dark brown eyes seemed to have turned into pure black.

Almost at the same time, Shang Jianyao only felt invisible things expand in his mind.

They are like stars rising into the sky, densely covering all surrounding areas.

And in each "star", there is a period of life that Shang Jianyao has experienced.

At this time, a ray of light drilled in from the outside, carrying a "star", across the sky, and fell into the illusory "Ocean of Origin".

Shang Jianyao frowned suddenly, as if he was confused about what he was doing now.

Yue Qifan also woke up, his pupils suddenly dilated:

"Fuck, why didn't I escape?

"And in turn use the ability of 'fragment memory erasure' to attack...

"Is this the awakened ability that makes people behave irrationally?"

Yue Qifan instantly understood what happened just now, and his heart beat wildly.

His "fragment memory erasure" ability is not a combat ability at all, because it is necessary to look through the memory in advance and mark the fragments that need to be erased, which do not exceed 3 minutes, so that it can work accurately.

This will take a lot of time, and the distance between the two parties must be within three meters.

Just now, he just erased a piece of memory at random based on instinct, and he didn't know what effect it would have.

It is also difficult to cause substantial damage to the target, after all, a 3-minute memory fragment can represent too little, too little.

Shang Jian Yao frowned and looked at Yue Qifan, who had his peaked cap pressed down very low, without speaking or making any movements.

"..." Yue Qifan's heart skipped a beat, "Didn't you erase the memory of our confrontation just now? He can't remember that we are enemies, and he doesn't even know that I attacked him..."

Thinking of this, Yue Qifan was overjoyed and straightened his back.

He hummed the song pretending to be relaxed, bent down and picked up the thin metal pipe and a small arrow on the ground.

After finishing this task, he lowered the peaked cap even lower, so that Shang Jianyao could not see his appearance clearly.

One step, two steps, three steps, Yue Qifan hummed a song and walked slowly into the distance.

"Hello." At this moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly turned around and shouted.

Yue Qifan's pupils became dilated, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he ran wildly without thinking.

Watching his back disappear at the corner of the "street", Shang Jianyao let out an "uh" and said to himself:

"He can't accept the evaluation of his singing level?"

……

No. 349, Area C, Floor 12.

Jiang Baimian logged into his account and wrote an email seriously.

After deciding who to send, she moved the mouse and clicked the left button.

Chapter 20 A Restless Night

After waiting for a while, Jiang Baimian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the mail had been successfully delivered, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

Next, it's none of her business.

"I just hope the company can deal with it quickly, and don't leave any hidden dangers..." Jiang Baimian said to himself, bent sideways to pick up the blue-shell thermos next to him, and prepared to fill his own cup.

She shook the hand holding the hot water bottle twice, and found that the weight was much lighter than expected.

"There's no water..." Jiang Baimian shook his head, took the hot water bottle, walked out of the study, and entered the living room.

"Why do you hide in the room as soon as you come back?" Her mother, Xue Sumei, immediately started nagging when she saw her.

Jiang Baimian didn't care, and responded with a smile:

"Isn't this love and dedication?"

After finishing speaking, she changed the subject:

"Mom, your new hairstyle is really nice."

On the 349th floor, there is a specially equipped barber shop.

Of course, the other floors of the "living area" above the 349th floor are also set up with similar places, but they are relatively simple. Usually, they only do the most basic haircuts and shaves.

Xue Sumei subconsciously raised her hand to touch her temples, and asked with a smile:

"is it?

"I finished it this afternoon. You didn't see it when you came back?"

There are few wrinkles on her face, her whole body is neatly tidied up, her hair is curled into waves, and she looks several years younger than she actually is.

"I'm giving my dad a chance, so I can't find out before him." Jiang Baimian opened his eyes and said nonsense.

She successfully brought the topic to Jiang Wenfeng.

Sure enough, Xue Sumei began to talk about her family's faults, and complained that Lao Jiang had soaked in the cotton fields every day for the past month, and came back with a smell all over her body.

While talking, Xue Sumei stared:

"How did I tell you about these things?

"Let me tell you, Xiao Zhao is very satisfied with you, why don't you be more active?"

"I'll wait for the company's unified distribution. When the company's unified distribution, I will get married." Jiang Baimian raised his "shield".

"You can get married first, and don't rush to have children." Xue Sumei argued hard.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Jiang Baimian responded loudly.

She took the opportunity to get rid of her mother and ran to the door.

Outside the door was a man in a gray-green uniform.

He was in his thirties, didn't wear a badge, his skin was bronze, and his face was weathered.

There was an obvious scar at the corner of the man's eye, which made him look quite vicious.

"Chen Xinyan..." Jiang Baimian recognized the visitor, and immediately smiled, "The management has started to take action?"

Opposite her was a friend she had met not long after she joined the Ministry of Security. At that time, Chen Xinyan, who had also undergone genetic modification, was in the special operations team.

Later, because of his excellent performance in several operations, he was transferred to the action group directly under the management. He is currently the captain of one of the action teams, D8 level.

Chen Xinyan nodded:

"right.

"I assigned myself the task of protecting important witnesses."

Having said that, he laughed:

"Although you don't really need protection."

"The main reason is that guns cannot be legally equipped." Jiang Baimian tilted his head slightly and sensed, "You brought a team?"

Although the staffing of the operational clusters directly under the management is definitely less than that of external operations, there are still more than ten people in a team.

"At the same time, it is also to prevent confusion." Chen Xinyan explained simply.

Jiang Baimian stepped aside with a smile and pointed to the living room:

"Then come in and sit down, I'm waiting to hear from you about the progress of the operation."

Xue Sumei looked here for a while, although she was curious about what happened, she still took the initiative to avoid and went to the bedroom.

……

In a certain room, in the light of the scattered torches.

Yue Qifan picked up the dark blue wired phone and carefully dialed a certain number.

"Hello." A familiar voice came from the opposite side.

Yue Qifan quickly reported:

"Holy Master, the operation has failed.

"Target is wary."

The other side was silent for two seconds and said:

"Have you been exposed?"

"No. I just erased the memory of the contact and fighting between the two sides. He doesn't remember that I attacked him, he just thought I was a passing employee. Moreover, I lowered the brim of my hat and dealt with my appearance." Yue Qifan spoke quite quickly. said quickly.

There was another silence on the other side of the phone, but he quickly suppressed his voice and said in a leisurely manner:

"You don't take any more action.

"The next thing, I will deal with it."

"Yes, Master." Yue Qifan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Floor 478, where Area A and Area B meet.

Two groups belonging to the action group directly under the management were dispersed and vaguely controlled the area.

The leader confirmed the condition of the pacemaker, measured the distance from Xiong Ming's room, and issued an order:

"Start action immediately, solve it in the shortest time, and don't give the target a chance to react."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four action team members wearing gas masks immediately bent down and rushed forward.

In just a few seconds, they arrived outside Xiong Ming's room.

Then, one slammed into the door, one threw a grenade filled with anesthetic gas, and the two aimed their guns inside, preparing for a second wave of attacks.

In the slightly dull and slight explosion sound, the gas diffused in a relatively small space.

With a plop, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The two action team members waited for a few more seconds before carefully entering the room.

Soon, they carried out the comatose Xiong Ming.

Someone who knew Xiong Ming went up to take a look, then quickly straightened up and said:

"Report, the target is correct!"

The leader nodded slightly and waved his hand:

"Take it back for interrogation."

Immediately afterwards, he looked around and issued follow-up orders in an orderly manner:

"The biochemistry class deals with residual anesthetic gas.