I don't have a system but I have a hammer

That's right, this impassioned speech could have inspired anyone, if it wasn't for that burst of high air flow...

huh~

Accompanied by a powerful and swift airflow, my headgear was blown away in the next second...

Although I grabbed the headgear in a very quick reaction, my upper half of my face covered with scars was still exposed to the camera of the drone with extreme arrogance...

Hmm... What a day of death...

"Wait... wait, he... he turned out to be..."

Before the host in the headset revealed my identity, the old bone quickly switched back to the channel, with deep annoyance and depression in his tone...

"You fucking, can the headgear be blown away?"

I curled my lips, I put on my headgear...

"Have you never heard of high air flow?"

He was silent for a moment, then sighed heavily...

"Well, just now they thought you were going to stop all of this, but now you have become the initiator of all of this, you see, even the host just now thinks that you are now preparing to release the virus... "

Glancing at the white light in the extreme distance, a cold light flashed in my eyes...

After a pause, I smiled and comforted the old bone...

"It's not a big problem, the last one left..."

However, his tone was slightly serious...

"No, you don't know the situation at the scene. After what happened just now, everyone thought that the disaster would come early, so now they are crazy, and they all rushed into the experimental base. I am very worried that there will be no room here..."

Looking at Arantes, which is less than [-] kilometers away from the navigation, the coldness in my eyes flashed...

"Got it, I..."

boom! boom! boom!

Accompanied by several gunshots from the roof not far away, my jetpack suddenly burst into sparks and lightning, and the next second burst into bursts of blue smoke, leading me to the ground...

With quick eyes and quick hands, I didn't hesitate at all. The moment the jet pack lost power, I quickly untied the straps and activated the ejection claws and the jet device on the bottom of my feet...

After stabilizing my figure with the help of the violent airflow at the bottom of my feet, I flicked the flying claws, pierced through the glass of the building closest to me, and firmly grasped the desk in the building, and then used the shrink function to successfully enter out of the office...

However, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the messy gunshots not far away sounded again, accompanied by several crazy cursing mixed with anger...

"Asshole, get out of Sao Paulo!"

"Don't even think about getting close to Arantes!"

"Shoot, shoot, don't let him leave that building!"

"Dirty bedbug, eat the gun!"

Bang bang bang!

Hey, the Brazilian people are so welcoming!

【Heh... What a delightful scene...】

Ignoring the cursing in the distance and the ridicule in my mind, I moved a little away from the window, raised my hand and looked at the time...

eleven twenty...

Another glance at the navigation...

[-] km...

Four 10 minutes, one point three kilometers, enough!

With an inexplicable light in my eyes, I injected all four medicines into my body, adjusted the position of the headgear to cover the left side of my face, finally lit a cigarette slowly, closed my eyes and waited patiently for the medicine to spread to my whole body …

1 minutes later...

I opened my eyes suddenly, and my eyes were full of light...

Arantes, dad is here!

My legs seemed to be infused with the power of the gods. At this moment, I quickly started to face the bullets not far from the left, and rushed straight to the glass in front...

da da da~

The moment I raised my hand and shattered the glass, I jumped up, and with the help of the eruption of airflow from the soles of my feet, my figure suddenly rose into the air, and at the same time I raised my hand in the air and counted shots...

da da da~

The glass of the building ahead suddenly shattered...

And I took this opportunity to slam the flying claws, successfully grabbed the upper floor, and swung myself into it...

After stabilizing my figure, without any pause, I rolled and retracted in a standard posture, and then continued to rush forward...

"Asshole, he's out!"

"Quick, stop him!"

boom! boom! boom!

The gunfire in the distance is still wanton and messy...

The people under their feet are also fleeing in a hurry...

The lunatics in the air are struggling to chop the vines...

The deduction of fate began its reversal...

boom!boom!

I thought I was out of the shooting range, but after about 10 minutes of hard marching, I ate several bullets from enthusiastic people again...

In the next second, I fell hard into the building, hit the computer desk heavily, and was even hit on the head lightly by the falling computer screen...

Boom~

Gritting my teeth and raising my head, I tried my best to adapt to the darkness in front of me, shaking my extremely drowsy brain, and slowly looked at the two blood holes on my right leg...

Damn, the angle is really tricky!

I didn’t have the time to fetch the bullet, so I dabbed some hemostatic agent on the wound, and got ready to get up and continue on my way…

However, before I could stand up, I suddenly felt a mace-like sting in my head...

hiss~

I collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, hoping to relieve the pain in my brain in this way...

One minute later, I gave myself two rounds of ATP, slowly calming my chest breathing, with helplessness in my eyes, and a slight sigh...

I know…

This is not because of being hit on the head by the computer screen, but because of the side effect of increasing the load on the brain due to the continuous use of the telepathic function tonight...

Rubbing the sore corners of my eyes, I took out the communicator while buckling the bullets on the body armor and headgear, and traveled the distance displayed on the navigation...

600m…

25 minutes to go...

Call ~

The good news is that there was enough time, and the gunshots had disappeared, which meant that I had indeed escaped from the encirclement, or did the enthusiastic crowd think I was dead?

After thinking for a moment, I set an alarm clock for 30 seconds, lit another cigarette and hung it on the corner of my mouth, slowly closed my eyes, and began to recover the little brainpower left...

Fortunately, using cigarettes as an alarm clock is indeed one of the few sensible choices for me, because I was not woken up by the alarm clock, but was woken up by the cigarette holder...

Heh, smelly alarm clock, I knew I couldn't trust you!

Call ~

Maybe it's because a large amount of ATP entered my body to replenish my brain fluid, or maybe it's because I just took a luxurious rest for a minute so my mental state recovered well, or maybe the power of the gods infused with the sense of mission is unrivaled...

In short, when I stood up again, the tingling in my brain did ease a lot...

Next, go!