The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Nessa quickly pried the news out of the mouth of a certain unlucky person.

Danica called the elevator control room and ordered the use of other elevators to be locked to prevent Blade and his gang from chasing her downstairs through the elevator. But Ms. Telos did not expect that the Sunwalker would forcefully jump into the elevator shaft, so this move did not have the expected effect at all. Instead, many escaping guests were trapped in the elevator. As for other people who had no chance to take the elevator...

Most are still struggling with the escape stairs.

Fortunately, the phone could still be made. The police came so quickly, probably because some of the guests had high status.

But don’t think too much about it just yet.

Let’s resolve the situation at hand first.

"Hey! You! Put down your weapons!" Seeing that the man wearing a gas mask in front of them remained motionless, the patrolmen shouted again with their guns in hand, but not long after, a pungent smell soon entered the nasal cavity. Several patrol officers couldn't help coughing loudly. When they looked at the gas mask on Watson's face, their expressions suddenly changed. They covered their mouths and noses and backed away: "Fxck! Retreat! Retreat! We encountered toxic gas!"

"This is a biological attack! We need support!"

"Get out! Everyone get out! Hurry!"

Bang!

Watching the policemen go out without firing a shot, Watson threw away the gas bomb and jumped into the elevator car.

"Looks like we're going to climb up, pretty boy." Blade has already discussed the situation with his teammates. Climbing directly into the elevator shaft is the fastest option. After all, if it weren't for the two of them, Nyssa would have gone to the roof as planned by now. Take control of the helicopter. If the time drags on for a little longer, the police may send personnel to take a helicopter to the roof to rappel, and a battle will inevitably occur.

"Have you ever been on a jumping machine?" Watson looked at the big black man.

"what?"

Blade looked like a black man with a question mark on his face. Watson had already taken out a roll of static rope and tied it twice around the opponent, then stepped on the wall and ran away. On the left, the elevator doors passed by quickly, and the day walker finally realized what had happened - Watson was running vertically on the wall of the elevator shaft!

"WTF?!"

The man was speechless.

Because Watson is getting faster.

Every foot he steps on will cause the wall to break. His running posture is very powerful and full of visual impact. But combined with Watson's slightly thin figure, the whole picture has a strong sense of dissonance, just like when they were competing with each other before. Blade once again fell into the problem that he had thought about several times. He couldn't understand how such a person could have such a powerful power?

The distance to the 30th floor was very high, but it seemed like it was just a breath away. Until he was thrown out of the double doors of the elevator that could not be closed, Sunwalker still did not regain his consciousness. Watson ignored him and ran forward with the gun in hand: "Nissa, I'm coming up with the blade. Where are you? Can we start the evacuation plan?"

There was silence for a few seconds in the communication, and a series of questions came from the vampire princess: "Come up? You...how did you get up? So fast? Are you sure you didn't go to the wrong floor?"

"I am sure."

It took less than 2 minutes from jumping down the elevator shaft to killing Danica. The enemies on the th floor are still not cleared. Watson is walking around with a gun in his hand, and will fight out anyone who triggers the spider sense. A few shots: "Where are you? I'll go over there."

"No need, meet at the place where we first broke the window to enter! In order to prevent the enemy from destroying the helicopter, I have blocked the entrance and exit on the roof. Let's use the static ropes to climb up!" Gunfire from Nissa's side Incessantly, I was so busy that I even forgot to turn off the communication: "Wade! Abby! Did you hear that? We are about to retreat!"

"Copy that, ma'am."

Wade was chatty at the first opportunity: "I didn't expect Danica to be killed so quickly. I didn't even have time to see her for the last time. You know, she and I had been together before..."

"Shut up, Wade."

The blade finally regained its strength: "Send a signal to Whistler, and he and Michela can withdraw."

Watson stopped wandering around killing ghosts, called out Blade, and the two of them ran back to the party at full speed. Apart from the mess on the ground, there is no one else. Instead, a searchlight shines through the broken window. Based on the sound of the engine, it is most likely a New York Police Department helicopter.

"Everyone! The police helicopter has arrived overhead. I need some sustained firepower!" Watson checked the tactical chest strap. He still had three full magazines, but with this 3mm caliber AR carbine, he wanted to threaten the air. The helicopter is also unrealistic: "I remember the enemy has a general-purpose machine gun, right? Who has time to bring one over!"

"Got it! Give it to me!"

After waiting for about 2 minutes, Wade ran over carrying an FN MAG general-purpose machine gun, followed by the panting Abigail, and the woman carried two ammunition boxes. The scene was like a machine gun team on the battlefield. Nessa, who was in charge of covering the rear, appeared immediately, facing the strong smell of gunpowder smoke: "Let's retreat, hurry up!"

"Wait! Let me..." Abigail ran all the way with a heavy load. At this moment, she leaned over and held her knees to breathe: "I want to slow down..."

Hearing this, Blade glanced over, Watson shrugged, took the general machine gun from Wade's hand, and then took out the rope towards Abigail.

"……what?"

"Stand still." Watson and her were back to back, tying each other's torso in twos and twos, and then bent down to directly lift Abigail up on his back. Without waiting for anyone else to say anything, he quickly jumped out of the broken window, grabbing a static rope and climbing up.

"Wait! Shxt! Wait!"

Abigail screamed in fear.

When she took a deep breath and wanted to continue shouting, Watson had already climbed to the top of the building.

With a plop, Abigail, whose feet were weak, sat down against the railing, and the searchlight beam of the police helicopter had just followed.

"Can you defuse a fuse?"

"what?"

"Forget it." Looking at the confused Abigail, Watson ran to the helicopter with the FN MAG, dragged an RPG from the cabin, and carefully removed the explosive fuse. Not long after, Blade and Nisha also climbed up, and Wade was naturally the last one. As soon as he walked to his girlfriend's side, he saw an RPG trailing flames across the night sky.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-!

Nisha had already sat in the cockpit. Watson threw away the launcher, picked up the FN MAG and fired repeatedly at the police helicopter, sending warm mercenary greetings.

Including the RPG just now, he naturally plays with strokes. But where have the New York police encountered such a scene? A deadly dazzling light roared past, and a warhead had already hit the fuselage. The pilot's hair stood on end, and his heartbeat instantly jumped to 180. He hurriedly controlled the helicopter to fly away, for fear of waiting for a second shot.

It’s just such a small amount of money for a month, what’s the point of risking your life?

It still took time for Nissa to start the engine. After successfully driving away the target, Watson immediately shifted his gun and pointed it at other helicopters in the sky.

You don't need to think about it to know that it is a news TV station.

"Okay! Come up! Come up, everyone!"

After almost emptying the two boxes of machine gun ammunition that Abigail brought, Nisha's voice was finally heard in the earphones. Watson threw away the machine gun and sat in. The Bell 206L slowly left the ground and rose into the night sky with drizzle. The siren quickly faded away and was covered by the deafening sound of the engine. The cabin fell into complete silence, and everyone shut their mouths.

Watson grabbed the door armrest and remained straddling the edge of the cabin. He did not close the door until he confirmed that no plane was following him and returned to his seat. The gas mask was taken off. Compared to Wade and Abigail's embarrassed appearance, Watson's beautiful face was still very clean and tidy, and even his hair was not messed up.

"what?"

Noticing that his teammates were staring at him, Watson spread his hands and said, "I said I won't sweat, just like a vampire. Isn't this weird?"

As he spoke, he untied his ponytail.

A head of dark red shoulder-length hair fell down, half-covering the slightly drooped face, suddenly making the delicate eyebrows and eyes look a little more fragile. Watson's eyes naturally fell on his hands. The two tactical gloves were also taken off one after another, and the exposed skin was also flawless. The next moment he stopped moving, the entire picture seemed to become static, like a perfect sculpture, and then suddenly started to move slightly again.

"I think I will never forget your face in my life, dear Watson." Wade hugged Abigail with a happy smile on his face: "You must be the angel sent by God to save me. , since I met you, I feel like my whole life is full of sunshine. Abby, how about we go find a church tomorrow? I want to make up for my past debt to the Lord."

Abigail leaned in her boyfriend's arms.

But his eyes were still fixed on Watson's face.

"Hey, your girlfriend is staring at me." Watson lightly kicked Wade on the opposite side: "Don't you feel anything inappropriate?"

"Oh no, dear Watson, I'm sure Abby feels the same way I do."

The smile on Wade's face did not diminish at all. He glanced at the blade with his eyes closed to repose, and then turned his gaze back: "Look, Abby and I both cherish this fate, and I also know that you will not stay in New York forever. , Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to get involved in the relationship between you and Michela. I mean, how about tonight? Let’s find a small hotel after landing..."

"stop."

Watson rolled his eyes and made a cross gesture: "I don't like men."

"Hey, it's not just you and me." Wade pointed to Abigail in his arms: "There is also her."

"......ah???"

Watson's expression became tense.

He stared at Wade, who nodded, and then looked at Abigail, who also nodded and even licked her lips.

"ah--???"

Watson doubled the volume and asked, "Did I hear it wrong or something? Do you want to recall what you just said?"

"Pfft!"

Nisha couldn't help laughing in the driver's seat.

"No, you heard it right." Wade raised his hands to form an extremely bad shape: "You, me, and her, look, this is me, this is Abby, you are here... ..."

"Fxck! What the hell, did you have any childhood trauma? As a result, your brain circuitry and thinking are completely inconsistent with normal people? Do you listen to the question you asked? I have never... in my life... That's outrageous! And you, Abby, are you mentally contaminated by this guy? Do you know what mental pollution is? Let me change the word, brainwashing!" Watson slammed the gas mask hard and pointed at Wade's face Loudly output: "I don't want to participate in this perverted game! And Wade! If you ask me this kind of question again, I will beat you every time! I am serious!"

"No, honey, calm down..."

"Scheiäe (German expletive)! Don't ever use that word to me again!" Watson was so angry that he spoke German.

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