glory [rebirth]

The dagger brushed against Lyle's face and was nailed to the wall, and he could almost feel the cold temperature of the blade on his skin.

Taking advantage of Lyle's sideways opening, Mu Qingtong then drew out the short dagger in his left sleeve, threw it high, then held it backwards, supported Lyle's arm with one hand, jumped nearly two feet high, It stabbed at his neck violently.

Lyle's center of gravity was unstable. In order to avoid Mu Qingtong, he had to continue to lean back. At the same time, he punched hard and hit the opponent's ribs, causing his attack to deviate from the direction.

Lyle's fist was extremely powerful, Mu Qingtong was not wearing thick clothes, his right hand suddenly lost strength, and the dagger almost fell out.He felt that the punch almost cracked his ribs, and his internal organs ached in his abdominal cavity. He took two steps back and landed on the sink before he managed to stabilize his body.

Lyle asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Mu Qingtong held the dagger and said nothing. An opponent of Lyle's level could not match with his strength, and his body's ability to resist blows could not withstand such heavy blows a few times.

In the fight with Xie Yuan last time, it was because the other party was wearing thick gloves that he was spared some physical pain, but this time he was not so lucky.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

Mu Qingtong took a deep breath secretly, adjusted his posture, and then with the support of the sink, raised his right leg and kicked Lyle.

"You can't lift your right leg at all," Lyle said. "You'll never get over that."

Suddenly Mu Qingtong changed his posture, his whole body flew into the air, his body twisted to the right, and his left leg spun around and swept over.

"But you don't know that I have changed this action a long time ago!"

Lyle took a step back and barely blocked Mu Qingtong's attack with his forearm, then he clasped Mu Qingtong's ankle with his backhand, leaned forward, and grabbed Mu Qingtong's wrist holding the dagger with his other hand: "I don't want to fight you."

Mu Qingtong was restricted in his movements, but he didn't struggle. Instead, he kicked forward and lifted his right leg to sweep over.

Lyle let go of Mu Qingtong's leg, did not dodge or dodge, and then grabbed his hand and pulled towards him. Mu Qingtong's strength was far inferior to him, so he was pulled and rushed towards him.

Mu Qingtong realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't break free.He tried to dodge, but Lyle clamped down on his other hand, nearly crushing his bones.

Then Lyle used his palm as a knife and slashed at Mu Qingtong's throat.

That is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. If the attack is too fast, it is very likely to be killed in one blow.

"Ah..." Mu Qingtong immediately curled up like a shrimp, covered the place where he was hit, and opened his mouth in pain to breathe desperately, but it was difficult to breathe, and saliva and tears flowed out uncontrollably, dripping on the ground. On the tiles, it looks like a mess.

His hands were trembling, and the dagger fell by his hand, but he didn't have the strength to pick it up.

Lyle squatted down and patted Mu Qingtong on the back: "Are you uncomfortable, Qingtong?"

Mu Qingtong stared at him with red eyes, unable to say a word.

"Why bother? You clearly know that I like you, and you are reluctant to touch you." Lyle sighed, and then touched Mu Qingtong's face with slightly rough fingers.

Mu Qingtong suppressed the discomfort, and shook his hand away in disgust: "Cough...you...you really make me...I'm sick..."

Lyle didn't care about Mu Qingtong's strong dislike, he stood up and shook his head, and said, "I wanted to have a good talk with you today, but I found that now is not the best time for you and me to meet... just now I shot It's not too heavy, but you'd better go to the emergency room for the way you look now, okay?"

His concerned tone was so gentle that it was almost pleading, but it made Mu Qingtong very sick to his stomach.

"Get lost." Mu Qingtong squeezed out the words between his teeth.

"Are you telling me to go? Okay, I'll listen to you, as long as it's what you say, I'll listen." Lyle said softly, "There will be a time later, Qingtong."

Mu Qingtong sat slumped on the ground, still not recovering.

Facing the mirror, Lyle tugged at his crumpled clothes, then tidied up his slightly messy hair, turned around and said with a smile, "Goodbye, Qingtong."

When Lyle walked out of the bathroom door, Mu Qingtong patted his chest vigorously a few times, and he panted heavily to allow oxygen to enter his body smoothly, allowing the oxygen-deficient lungs to recover quickly.

About half a minute later, a middle-aged man came to the bathroom. Seeing Mu Qingtong sitting on the ground, he asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

Without saying a word, Mu Qingtong waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, and then stood up while supporting the sink.

He coughed violently a few times, and there was a clear smell of blood in his throat.

Mu Qingtong staggered a few steps, finally walked out of the bathroom, and came to the corridor of the hospital. Then he took out his bracelet and opened the call interface. After seeing that the signal was fully restored, he dialed Jiang Yao's number.

While waiting for Jiang Yao to answer the phone, he stumbled to the elevator, the downward sign was on, Lyle smiled at him in the elevator, and at the same time the elevator door closed slowly, he just watched Lyle disappear In front of him.

Mu Qingtong rushed over and smashed the down buttons of each elevator with his hand, so that other elevators would stop at this floor faster.

Capital, First Military Intelligence.

Schwartz: "What's the situation now?"

Under Schwartz's fingers is a one-handed laser keyboard designed by himself. The speaker of the bracelet is turned on, and the machine speaks his input directly.

"The other party has opened the list of all our agents in the two districts, and now our communication system is also having problems."

"Communication system?" The voice from the wristband was cold and impersonal, forming a strong contrast with Schwartz's face.

Schwartz pulled a chair and sat down, turned on his two computers, and connected one of them to the signal of the desktop computer on the table.At the same time, he entered the command to dial Mu Qingtong's number with his left hand, but there was a "beep" busy tone.

Schwartz operated both hands irritably at the same time, causing the two computers to display different screens. He tapped the keyboard with his fingers at a fast speed, and he opened the subfolders layer by layer.

"Is there a problem with the communication of the y9 bracelet? Is it all of them?" Schwartz typed while checking the attacked database.

"Well, Y9's network is all down, and it's being repaired now."

"What's the status of the list, are there any download records?" Schwartz asked.

"No record," said the agent. "The last firewall is very difficult to break through."

"Well, now back up all the data and then clear it. We must find out the source of the attack." Schwartz stood up and entered a few more lines of instructions on the keyboard next to him.

"Yes, sir."

"Call all the people from the network group and the communication group over now." Schwartz frowned, his hands continued to move, and the other hand was free to press the CD-ROM drive button, "Open the blue bag in my bag , there is a disc without a cover inside, take it out and put it in."

"Yes, sir." The agent saluted.

Yar City Third Hospital.

Mu Qingtong was pacing anxiously in the elevator, and heard a "beep...beep..." voice from the Bluetooth headset, which was very irritating. Why didn't Jiang Yao answer the phone?

The indicator light of the elevator turned on, and there was a "ding" sound, and Mu Qingtong hurriedly walked in.

Then Jiang Yao's deep voice came from the phone.

"Hey?"

"Jiang..." After finding someone in the elevator, the name that Mu Qingtong was about to blurt out was abruptly swallowed back. He was so anxious that he even forgot Jiang Yao's other name. He couldn't remember it after a pause of two seconds, so he simply omitted it , "I saw Lyle! Can you get in touch with Ermer? I will contact the mentor later, I saw him! Hello? Hello, hello..."

After the elevator door closed, the communication signal was cut off immediately, and there was a silence in the earphones. Mu Qingtong rubbed the space between her brows, took a few deep breaths to stabilize her mind, and ignored the strange gazes from the person standing beside her. .

The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and Mu Qingtong rushed out almost as soon as the door opened.

"Lu Sien! Can you hear me?" Mu Qingtong said hurriedly.

"Okay, what's going on with you?" Jiang Yao's tone was a little puzzled.

The hall of the hospital was crowded with people coming and going, and there were family members of patients and various patients everywhere. Mu Qingtong looked around, searching for Lyle's shadow.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Mu Qingtong couldn't believe it.

"No, you didn't say anything after connecting just now."

"..." Without time to worry about this issue, Mu Qingtong then lowered his voice and said, "I met Lyle in the hospital, didn't you tell me before that you lost Lyle? Can you help me contact Lyle? Mo? No, anyone can do it, I will now position the wristband."

"Be careful," Jiang Yao said.

Mu Qingtong vaguely felt that Jiang Yao was a bit strange today, but Lyle's figure suddenly appeared at the hospital gate, and he rushed in that direction: "Okay, I will contact Luo Sen now."

"No, I'm with Lawson."

"..." Mu Qingtong didn't hang up the call, he took off one earphone and hung it around his neck on the other shoulder so that he could hear the surrounding voices.

Lyle walked forward with his head down, maybe for the sake of safety, he didn't get into any car, he hurriedly drowned in the crowd alone, and Mu Qingtong followed closely behind.

"Lu Sien, he left the hospital, and now he seems to be the only one...Can I apply to follow?" Mu Qingtong asked.

"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, Mu Qingtong heard a rustling sound, probably discussing with Luo Sen, after a while Jiang Yao said, "Yes."

"Okay, let me know when you contact Yirmo." Mu Qingtong felt relieved, looking around while trotting, not daring to slow down.

Lyle suddenly appeared in the hospital, and the hospital was monitored by cameras. Could it be that he avoided it completely?He didn't notice anything unusual until he went to the bathroom.

And when Lyle left, he was so upright, which meant that he didn't care about revealing his whereabouts, so where would he go now?