Who is not a fairy?

After He Xu was stunned for a moment, he wanted to move. As soon as he moved his toes, Song Yu yelled at him: "Don't move!"

He Xu didn't move.

Song Yu also seemed to realize that his tone was not good, so he softened his voice and said, "You confirm that you are He Xu, and then come closer."

He Xu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

How did he know?

Of course he didn't say this, he thought for a while and said, "I'll tell you something that only we know, I'll tell you the first half, and you can tell the second half, okay?"

Song Yu nodded.

He Xu said: "On Mid-Autumn Festival, you borrowed Xiong Yihui's hand to give me mooncakes, and then there was news that Xiao Yu'er was missing. I was talking to you at that time."

Song Yu asked, "What did you say?"

He Xu looked at him and laughed: "What did you say? Ask you, what did I say?"

The person standing opposite him hesitated for a while, and he spoke with disappointment in his voice: "I don't know, you only said one word, and the phone rang."

He Xu glanced at him calmly, and couldn't help but smile: "How about it, now can you prove that I am the real one?"

Song Yu nodded.

He walked a few steps forward, just as He Xu was about to say something, he suddenly squatted down, pulled out the dagger from He Xu's waist, cut off a piece of his clean shirt, and bandaged He Xu's wound.

The shirt was originally tucked into the waistband of the trousers, and it still carried Song Yu's warmth. He Xu opened his arms, feeling as if he was being hugged.

Song Yu said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I hurt you just now."

He Xu pulled Song Yu up, looked at his empty waist, and couldn't help but look away: "How did you find out?"

"what?"

"It's the ability to imitate other people."

Song Yu paused, then talked about the strange marks on the ground.

"I squatted on the ground for a while. I didn't see anything, so I planned to save time and move forward. When I got up, I suddenly found that the round hole was very similar to the mark left by my knee."

Song Yu made a gesture: "When I squatted down, my knee accidentally touched the ground. When I found that the mark might be the mark of the knee, I squatted down again and put my upper body flat. Then I found that the trapezoidal mark Right on the shoulder."

He Xu blinked: "Shoulders?"

Song Yu stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, pointed to the third joint of his finger and said: "The hand is under the shoulder. Assuming that the third joint is on a plane, the little finger is the shortest, and it happens to be a trapezoid when pressed on the ground."

Song Yu seemed to want to squat down to show He Xu, but He Xu stopped him.

He Xu frowned deeply, and said, "You mean Hu Cheng's knees and hands are on the ground, and his whole body looks like a dog crawling?"

Song Yu nodded, and said quickly, "Do you still remember that we monitored the 450 base for a long time, but only saw stray dogs coming in and out? At that time, Asuka was always wondering what method Godslayer used to get in and out of the base."

He Xu touched his chin. In this way, the stray dogs captured by the camera came in and out at night, and there was no one on the side of the road at night, so they would not be seen climbing on the ground.

After Song Yu finished speaking, he looked at He Xu.

He Xu finished his story in a few words, saving the need to draw a knife like a cat playing with a mouse. When talking about Tang Yue, although he tried his best to understate it, Song Yu is not a fool, and his eyes turned red after hearing it.

He Xu stretched out his hand and hugged him gently: "Let's go, we don't have much time."

Song Yu raised his wrist and saw that it was past 07:30.

The two of them had nothing to say during the second half of the journey. Firstly, they were not in the mood, and secondly, they had no energy. Ever since they knew Hu Cheng's ability, they had a string in their minds. Every time they stepped on a brick, they were terrified. He stretched out his hands on the ground.

This journey can be regarded as safe and sound, and nothing happened.

When approaching the warehouse where the hostages were exchanged, Song Yu suddenly became nervous.

Tang Yue died, and He Xu accompanied him, which confirmed that there were more than two people who came to exchange hostages.

He has heard of examples of not following the kidnapper's request and immediately tearing up the hostages when the kidnapper was angered.

But He Xu couldn't be prevented from entering.

He Xu seemed to see his anxiety, said nothing, just stretched out his hand, and scratched his palm with his fingers.

He Xu's fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, and he swept them lightly, like a cat's tail scratching an itch.

Song Yu is a very sensitive person, and he was about to hide immediately, but He Xu grabbed his hand first, and could only be forced to savor it carefully, only to realize that it was not scratching, but writing on it.

He Xu used his finger as a substitute for writing, and the words flowed through his palm like running water.

Those two words are: I am here.

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Also at the same time, He Xu stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the warehouse heavily.

Thousands of lights, flocking to darkness.

Mao Gui Minping patted the sugar-fried chestnut shells that fell on the suit, and grinned at the two of them: "Coming?"

He Xu ignored him, and went straight to see Lin Yu. Lin Yu was happily being fed a chestnut by Zhang Qihong. His two little faces were flushed and he looked good.

Seeing Song Yu and the others, he stretched out his hand anxiously to hug him: "Dad! Dad!"

It's a pity that his hands were tied behind the chair, and he couldn't reach out to hug him. Tears immediately fell from the grievance.

Song Yu stared at her, his eyes were as bright as two sharp knives, but his voice was extremely soft, like a ball of cotton candy: "Hey, don't cry, Dad will come right away."

Lin Yu's nose burst into tears, and He Xu and Song Yu coaxed her for a long time, separated by a long distance.

During this period, Mao Guimin showed extraordinary patience, similar to catching a turtle in a urn, or a cat teasing a mouse, a kind of insidious generosity.

Seeing that Lin Yu was fine, the two of them were half relieved. Song Yu waited until Lin Yu's crying faded and changed to sobbing. He settled down and took out the notebook in his inner pocket.

Mao Guimin glanced: "Password?"

"Three 2s."

Mao Guimin nodded, and said succinctly, "Let the person next to you deliver the notebook, and I'll deliver the brat."

Song Yu paused while clutching the notebook.

Mao Guimin raised his voice: "What? Don't want to, can't bear it?"

Before Song Yu said anything, He Xu smiled first: "Mr. Mao thinks too much, how can a dead thing be more important than a living one."

As he spoke, he blinked at Song Yu calmly, but Song Yu didn't respond, so He Xu had no choice but to take it by himself. Song Yu looked at He Xu's back step by step, and his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

Mao Guimin What does this mean?

Regardless of whether he knew of Tang Yue's existence or not, just saying that the Godslayer's target was clearly himself, but he asked He Xu to deliver the notebook, was enough to make people ponder.

However, in just a few seconds, he obviously couldn't figure it out.Song Yu put his hands on both sides and clenched his fists uncontrollably. He wished he could lift Mao Guimin upside down so that he could spit out all the thoughts in his stomach.

He Xu looked much more relaxed.

He was humming an unknown folk song, which he heard from the old man next to the sesame seed shop, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a notebook, hearing the footsteps, those who didn’t know thought he was here for an autumn outing of.

Mao Guimin narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything, and turned his head to ask Zhang Qihong to untie Lin Yu from the chair.

Then he only held the knot on Lin Yu's wrist, making her stumble forward like a duck.

The road is not long, at most ten meters away.

It's here in the blink of an eye.

Song Yu couldn't bear to blink, and stared until his eyes were sore. When the three of them were close to each other, he stopped breathing. He held his breath, and saw Mao Guimin roughly pushing Lin Yu forward, and stretched out his hand for the notebook. .

He Xu handed it over.

The notebook slapped Mao Guimin's palm, and at the same time Mao Guimin loosened his left hand, and Lin Yufu jumped into He Xu's arms as soon as he was free.

Song Yu held back his anger for a long time and was finally able to relax openly.

However, Song Yu was half relieved, and a sudden change occurred——He Xu raised his head, gave Lin Yu an extra cold smile, and then drew his gun/barrel and pressed it fiercely against the boy's temple!

"He Xu!"

Song Yu cried out.

He Xu raised his eyebrows, his smiling eyes bent like poisoned hooks: "Mr. Song, one life for one life, are you willing?"

"What do you mean!?"

He Xu smiled and said: "What I mean is, take your life for the life of this little bastard, come to us, and we will release her immediately."

He Xu lowered his head, and pinched Lin Yu's chin with the other hand to prevent her from biting everywhere: "Don't worry, I'll do what I say, it's useless for this child to come anyway; besides, don't you believe it?" me?"

The initiative is in the hands of He Xu, Song Yu can't and dare not say "no".

"Hey, take your time, I'll count one, two, three."

As He Xu said so, he turned his head and cast a sideways glance at Mao Guimin very proudly.

When Mao Guimin saw his gaze, he immediately burst into a smile.

He Xu obviously knew how powerful Song Yu was, and he had to walk according to his shouting rhythm. Song Yu listened to his counting with two ears, and his heart was already in a mess.

As he got closer, Lin Yu struggled harder, and He Xu couldn't help using some strength. Visible to the naked eye, there were two more bruised and purple finger marks on the little girl's chin.

Reflexively, Song Yu was about to reach out to hug her, but He Xu called out mercilessly when he was halfway out: "Hey, wait, Mr. Song, don't worry, let's exchange first."

Song Yu's hand stopped in mid-air, and he swept He Xu from beginning to end, his eyes were sharp and cold.

He Xu didn't realize it, just smiled frankly.

He leaned forward slightly, but did not deliberately lower his voice: "I hope you don't play any tricks, you have to understand that I can take the life of this kid at any time."

Song Yu pursed his lips.

He Xu didn't get an answer, and Quan took it as a default. When Song Yu walked up to him, He Xu shouted without looking back: "Mao Guimin, take care of this brat."

Mao Guimin responded.

In the next second, He Xu stretched out his hand and gave it a light push.

But it was not in the direction of Mao Guimin.

Instead, he pushed it straight into Song Yu's arms!

The change came so suddenly that goosebumps crawled up Mao Guimin's back one step at a time. He let out a roar from his throat, but before he could blurt it out, he suddenly felt a pain in his forehead.

He Xu turned the gun/mouth and pulled the trigger towards him.

A cloud of blood mist exploded in front of his forehead like fireworks.

"You!—ah!—"

The roar turned into a scream, and Zhang Qihong's bewildered screams were heard next to his ears. Song Yu lifted Lin Yu and put him under the creaking nest. He Xu gave him a quick wink. Qiu's fish withdrew as quickly as possible.

Lin Yu was stunned by this turn of events, and forgot to scream for a while. When she realized later, Song Yu had already covered her mouth. Of course, he was much gentler.

Lin Yu was frightened and angry at the same time, crying and staring at He Xu, if he hadn't been covered, he would have rushed to bite He Xu to vent his anger.

He Xu caught a glimpse of her eyes and touched his nose dumbfounded.

Song Yu also caught a glimpse, and said softly: "He... Brother came back to act in order to save you, don't be angry with him."

Lin Yu struggled for a moment, then said sullenly, "Okay then."

He Xu heard his address, held back a smile and raised his eyebrows at Song Yu, but Song Yu moved closer to him, and said in a very low voice, "You are not allowed to behave like this again."

He Xu: "Huh?"

Song Yu turned his head away and stopped talking.

He Xu knew that he had been frightened by that moment just now, and was sulking, so he hurriedly said, "I'm not just gambling, think about it, only the three of us and Chen Yangcheng know about our personnel list this time, and no one can betray it. Hu Cheng also picked Tang Yue temporarily, Mao Guimin probably hasn't received any news yet."

Song Yu repeated in a low voice: "Should?"

"Sure, sure, right?" Song Yu is notoriously good-tempered, and it's especially hard to coax when he gets angry, "He only said half of Hu Cheng's ability, I guess he should have a condition, You can only imitate in front of one person, and during the imitation, you can only use the ability of one person to imitate."

"If he could imitate it in front of many people, why would there be an earthquake scene to separate you from Tang Yue? Besides, when he pretended to be a stray dog, he went in and out in the middle of the night and the streets were deserted. If he could hide it from everyone Human eyes don’t need to pick this time.”

Song Yu turned his head to him and glanced at him.

He Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "His ability is very strong, but his weakness is also quite obvious. He should not tell his subordinates. When Mao Guimin saw me, his expression did not change, and he was not surprised at all. Obviously he was right. Hu Cheng is unaware of his weakness."

"So you just use your tricks and pretend to be Hu Cheng to let him relax his vigilance?"

He Xu heard his tone soften, immediately hit the snake with a stick, and called out softly: "Ah Yu."

Song Yu squinted at him. Although his face was still sullen, his eyes were already soft. Lin Yu rolled his eyes silently in his arms. He Xu smiled and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed!

He suddenly threw Song Yu on the ground, and Lin Yu in Song Yu's arms was terrified. He only had time to cover her mouth in his busy schedule, and almost at the same time, there was a frightening sound of shooting.

Sweeping sound!

What are the godslayers carrying!

Song Yu obviously felt that He Xu's body froze. Just as He Xu threw them directly behind a wall, Song Yu asked Lin Yu to crawl out, and hurriedly got up to see He Xu.

He Xu's back was scratched by a stray bullet, even though it was only scratched, it also scratched a large piece of flesh, half of the shirt was soaked in blood, and the whole wound felt as if it had been smeared with salt.

Song Yu felt that he could smell a burning smell.

He felt that the little tender flesh at the tip of his heart had been stabbed hard with the tip of a needle, and he stretched out his hand, not daring to hug He Xu for a moment.

It was He Xu who came to his senses, and seeing him looking like he was about to cry, he took the initiative to hug him.

Song Yu hurriedly adjusted his posture to prevent himself from pressing on his wound, when He Xu said in a hoarse voice, "I was the one who got hurt, what's your expression?"

Song Yu shook his head, feeling distressed and speechless.

He Xu buried in Song Yu's neck, breathed the faint sandalwood on his body, felt better, turned his head and looked at the ground that had been swept into a hornet's nest, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "I even brought the machine gun here, What a bunch of lunatics!"

Even a small machine gun is inconvenient to move and use alone. I'm afraid it's the final weapon. However, Hu Cheng was so humiliated by He Xu before that he was furious, so he didn't care so much, so he used it in advance.

He Xu said to Song Yu: "I didn't see the shadow of the machine gun just now. I just reacted purely intuitively. I guess he has turned into a wall. You climb down first with Xiaoyuer. Do you see the bottom of the pipe? This position is concave. If it goes in, the machine gun can't sweep it in, so I'll wait until he finishes sweeping it before doing it."

Song Yu shook his head and said something in a low voice.

The sound of machine gun fire was too loud to be heard clearly, and He Xu couldn't make him speak louder, so he had to lean close to his mouth and ask him to say it again.

Song Yu said: "You go down with Xiao Yuer, he becomes a wall, you can't catch it, but my power grid can."

He Xu thought about it for a while before agreeing. Looking back at Lin Yu, seeing her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and she was covering her mouth so tightly that she didn't dare to cry. She felt a little distressed, and rarely squatted down gently, and kissed her.

He Xu gestured to Song Yu, supported Lin Yu with one hand, and slid down the pipe silently with the other hand.

As soon as He Xu climbed out of the pipe, the sound of strafing from above stopped.

The walls of the base are of good quality, and not a single bullet has escaped.

It was quiet for a while, as if when the heavy rain was about to pour, everything was still, only the uneasiness leaked from the air ahead of time, and it got into the nose like catkins, making it difficult to breathe.

Song Yu knew why Hu Cheng stopped.

The first batch of bullets were exhausted, and he hadn't seen any corpses yet. He was waiting, waiting for the moment Song Yu couldn't hold back his head and poked his head out.

Song Yu was also waiting.

Waiting for the moment when he couldn't hold back and started to move again.

Hu Cheng's ability is a complete imitation, and he can even imitate the abilities of other gods. It can be seen that it is not only similar in shape, but similar in bone.

If he doesn't move, he's like a wall, even Song Yu can't find him, but as long as he moves - how can the wall move, as long as he moves, it is equivalent to destroying his existing form, The dense power grid could capture it instantly, burst out an arc, and melted him into a puddle of blood.

Whoever moves first will be the turtle in the urn.

Song Yu looked at the pipeline from a distance. He knew that He Xu was very strong, but he couldn't restrain his worries, especially when the other party was injured. , hugging him gently.

He did not wait long for this wish.

People like Hu Cheng are used to being praised, and they have always played the role of the upper reaches. Today, they suddenly changed their roles, and became a little mouse under the cat's mouth. They can't wait to catch He Xu. Breathing quickly, his hand reached for the magazine.

It's now!

Song Yu tapped his toes lightly, and a blue arc shot up from the ground, fierce and swift, as if he was about to pounce on him in the next second and bite the enemy to pieces!

However, in that second, an accident happened.

Song Yu didn't know when it approached him, it seemed to appear out of thin air, and when he realized that the back of his head was cold, it was too late, a broken brick the size of a fist hit him hard on the head!

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