The system has to be used even if it is pulled

The weather was nice, with not a cloud in the sky. Children were running happily on the streets, and people were smiling and enjoying the start of a beautiful day.

距离1924-1950码左右；风向西南修正3°；温度27摄氏度；湿度60%；风速0.7，误差加减5%F.S,加减0.1m/秒。

Zhao Yuanlang slowly put down the sniper detector in his hand, lay on the railing on the roof of the building, chewed gum in his mouth, and looked at the people downstairs who were like ants.

Three advanced bulletproof hovercrafts slowly stopped at the entrance of the Academy of Sciences right in front of the building where Zhao Yuanlang was. Zhao Yuanlang hurried back to his original position and picked up the sniper rifle that had been placed there for a long time.

Through the scope of the sniper rifle, I saw a middle-aged man in a white suit carrying a safe slowly getting out of the car under the protection of a shield wall of ten bodyguards, tightly holding the safe in his hand. Countless reporters surrounded him.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Yuanlang's eyes. He knew who the target was, a famous federal geneticist. He also knew how much turmoil the target's death would cause, but these did not change his determination. He only had the mission target in his eyes. A good opportunity, a group of reporters surrounded him. Zhao Yuanlang slowly counted in his mind and slowly began to pull the trigger.

Before the bodyguards around the middle-aged man could react, the skull of the middle-aged man in the white suit had already shattered, and red and white were smeared all over the ground.

Dozens of fully armed men in black came out from the surroundings and attacked the bodyguards around them.

Suddenly chaos broke out in the square, with countless people crawling and running around, shouting in fear.

Unfortunately, despite the bodyguards’ strength, they had no chance against the heavily armed bandits and were completely slaughtered.

The gangsters picked up the safe that had fallen on the ground and quickly boarded the vehicle that had arrived to pick them up and disappeared.

After seeing everything through the telescope, Zhao Yuanlang coldly dismantled and folded up the sniper rifle in his hand, put all the equipment into the safe that had been prepared long ago, casually threw a green spherical time bomb into it, and disappeared on the top floor of the building.

Standing quietly among the crowd in the elevator, Zhao Yuanlang closed his eyes and slowly recalled everything that had just happened, wondering if there were any mistakes.

At this moment, the communicator on his wrist kept vibrating. Zhao Yuanlang narrowed his eyes: You have been exposed, run!

Zhao Yuanlang quietly moved to the side of the elevator's fire alarm trigger and quickly pressed it. Then the entire elevator suddenly stopped and everything was dark. People were staggered by inertia due to the sudden stop of the elevator.

The people next to him felt their shoulders sink. Zhao Yuanlang had already opened the elevator car door above his head, entered the elevator shaft, held the elevator car door tightly, and slowly climbed up along the rope.

The elevator was pitch black and people in the still elevator were complaining, but the next second they were silent.

Because, after the elevator resumed normal operation and stopped, the moment the elevator door opened, countless fully armed federal special operations teams rushed in, controlled the people in the elevator immediately, forced them to the ground, and kept looking for something.

"Report! The target person was not found." A sergeant saluted and reported to the dead-faced colonel.

At this moment, the dead-faced colonel saw the 22nd floor number on the elevator light up and immediately drew his gun and shouted, "Seal off the building immediately. Follow me to the 22nd floor."

Zhao Yuanlang slowly climbed out of the elevator shaft, pressed all the elevator numbers at the first opportunity, and quickly ran towards the safety passage.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Follow me!"

As soon as Zhao Yuanlang arrived at the safe passage, he heard a noise coming from below.

After clenching his fists, Zhao Yuanlang turned around and ran upstairs immediately.

He was about to reach the 50th floor. Ten floors further up would be the rooftop. He could clearly see through the glass a maglev aircraft hovering around the building. It was obvious that soldiers must have landed on the top floor. Going any further would be a dead end.

The noise behind him had long since disappeared, but he knew that he was very unsafe now. If he could not escape, he would be discovered and arrested sooner or later.

Zhao Yuanlang bent down to check the downstairs and felt the ground go dark. There was someone in front of him, and Zhao Yuanlang was ready to raise the pistol in his hand, but he gave up decisively and threw it on the ground.

Because a figure appeared in front of him, with a silver silenced pistol pointing at his head like a giant beast. When he looked over, the figure was still the same as usual.

"Why? No. 36." Zhao Yuanlang slowly calmed down the heavy breathing caused by climbing the stairs just now.

"Box-in-Box Hire, rest in peace!" No. 36 narrowed his eyes and prepared to pull the trigger.

At this moment, there was a noise downstairs, and No. 36 couldn't help but glance over. The situation changed instantly.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yuanlang's lips. No one knew that there was a strange thing on him. To be precise, this thing had only appeared once. The so-called system rewarded him with a novice gift package when he was ten years old because he killed an instructor in the training camp. Then there was no news since then.

With the things in the novice gift package, I got a secret book. I have practiced hard for so long. I can’t say that I am invincible, but the source of my success is because of it.

Zhao Yuanlang held his breath and let the air in his body move slowly. His muscles tensed instantly, and his right hand grabbed No. 36's wrist holding the gun like lightning. With a sudden squeeze, No. 36's wrist was broken.

The gun in No. 36's hand fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but scream violently, but he still did not forget to use his other hand to take out the gun in his arms.

Of course Zhao Yuanlang would not give him this opportunity. He went up and elbowed No. 36 in the forehead while he was bending over. Taking advantage of No. 36's dizziness, he grabbed him, raised his right leg and gave No. 36 a hard knee strike in the face.

Poor No. 36 didn't even have time to react before he was stunned by the two blows. His nose was crooked to one side, several of his front teeth fell out, and he staggered in place with blood all over his face, looking dazed.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't pay any attention to him. He just went back to pick up the gun that was thrown on the ground, and also picked up the gun that No. 36 dropped on the ground, and walked slowly upstairs step by step.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" No. 36, with blood all over his face, ferociously pulled out a dagger from his back, staggered two steps, and tried to stab to death Zhao Yuanlang who had his back to him.

Zhao Yuanlang shook his head helplessly. In front of No. 36's incredulous eyes, he turned his back to him and slightly moved to the left to easily avoid the dagger. Before No. 36 could react, he turned around quickly and hit No. 36 in the chest with a knee. No. 36 flew out miserably as if he had been hit by a bull.

However, this was not the end. Zhao Yuanlang did not want to know how much pain this time. He only believed that an effective attack that made the enemy lose the ability to attack was a good move. He slowly grabbed the head of No. 36 who had fallen to the ground with both hands, and then he gave No. 36 a series of knee strikes in the face. No. 36 struggled silently, and Zhao Yuanlang's cold face made this moment full of sexy violent aesthetics.

Mercy? What the hell is that? Zhao Yuanlang didn't know what mercy was. He had always been exposed to cold weapons, countless dissected human bodies, and one-hit-kill fighting techniques since he was a child.

Looking at No. 36 lying on the ground with his eyes popping out, and the noise coming closer and closer from downstairs, the airflow in Zhao Yuanlang's body unconsciously flowed to his feet, cutting his throat with a kick and firing several shots in succession.