flying switch

"catch him!"

The tall man wearing countless jewels tripped over the banquet chair and pointed to the door with his fingers almost submerged in gemstone rings: "That skateboarder, don't let him get away! Security—"

"He has a weapon!"

There was screaming from the crowd, and the chaos left most people in a panic, pushing each other and trying to hide in a corner or under a table.Gorgeously dressed people were unarmed and ran to both sides with their hands outstretched, which just left an avenue for the aggressive skater.

Skateboarders dressed in low-key, cool black, and even wore masks, and no one would care when they walked out on the street.People only care about grandiosity or maverick, you better be like Godzilla, or a walking god of wealth, you have to be special enough to attract people's attention.The only attractive thing about this skateboarder is probably the thing he's stepping on—a super-fast dexterous skateboard with a cool neon blue light.

This skateboard does not directly touch the ground, avoiding the resistance or obstacles caused by friction. From the side, it is as thin as a paper wing, and it is firmly stepped on by the skateboarder.Skateboarders are highly skilled and skateboards are so advanced. If you ignore the blue light left behind the skateboarder's heels and tails, you will have the illusion that the skateboarder is flying out of thin air.

The security guards with all kinds of weapons struggled to squeeze into the center from the chaotic group of "distinguished guests", trying to get close to the skateboarder who was skating aggressively, but he could only catch his back.

The tall man in jewelry had already got up, and his nose was blowing out angrily: "Security! Security! Shoot! You guys are so terrible, I can't believe that you were recommended to me by Mr. T, you are just trash—"

The skateboarder bent his knees, listened to the noise of the jewelry man yelling at the security guard, sneered, and accelerated through the avenue that the crowd gave up.The wall that was shot at the luxurious headlight just above the hall was put into his sleeves, and replaced with a force field shield taken from the system warehouse to cover his body.He has only one purpose now, which is to leave this noisy venue.As long as he enters the street with the most traffic, he can sneak in and shake off all the tails.

"Yo, did you get it?"

The skateboarder manually moved the communication bubble out of the mask, impatient with the person who called him at this time: "I'm running for my life, we'll talk about it later."

"Hey hey!" There was a sound of tools falling to the ground, it sounded like someone got up in a hurry and turned over a row of shelves, "Wait a minute! Wuzhong, Wuge, Zhongge..."

Skateboarder——The skateboarder named Zhong Rong and Wuzhong on the Internet interrupted the chatter on the other end of the phone impatiently: "I got it, hang up, see you later."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up!" The communication bubble that was dragged back into sight by Zhong Rong was jumping crazily. Compared with the brutal portrait hanging on the bubble, it was twice as big as your head.Zhong Rong rolled his eyes, turned a corner with his ankles, and easily dodged the bullets flying towards him: "Fart, let go!"

"Do me a favor and bring over one of the security guards at that venue. Live! Live."

"Huh?" Zhong Rong looked back at the group of inexperienced security guards running around, "What do you want a live security guard to do? Can't I bring you a complete corpse?"

"No, no, no, it must be alive, and the complete data can be obtained by killing it now."

Zhong Rong sighed at Tianchang, stood up straight and slowed down, while contemplating the next action, he gave a death notice to the person on the phone: "You are finished, Alai, you still have at most one hour to live, get ready."

Alai obviously didn't care, the joy in his voice almost pierced Zhong Rong's eardrums: "That's great, great, Brother Wu, do I love you..."

Zhong Rong almost fell off the skateboard in disgust, he shuddered, and quickly hung up the phone.

A shot hit the blue tail of the skateboard, blasting a hole in the ornate floor tiles.Zhong Rong immediately came back to his senses, tilted one end of the skateboard sideways, ignored the screaming frenzy in the crowd, and rushed straight to the door——

"Stop destroying my floor, aim! Can't aim?!" The jewelry man's desperation was drowned out by the screaming crowd: "He's going to run—"

The chandelier was crumbling, and Zhong Rong didn't look back. According to the plan in his mind, he rushed to the side wall along the door frame of the wide open door, and drew a nearly [-]-degree arc along the wall and roof like a roller coaster, and rushed back to the venue .

The jewelry man instantly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, overjoyed: "He's back! You're so stupid, close the door!"

The security guard closest to him was knocked into the air by him, fell to the floor, and dropped a few Thunderbolts｜Lei.Those hands｜Lei Gulugulu rolled towards the security guards who were gathering under the chandelier, but no one paid attention, they were all focused on targeting Zhong Rong who was scurrying around on the roof.

Zhong Rong once again lamented the amateurishness of this group of security guards. He quickly dodged bullets and changed his position to bring more security guards together.Obviously, for this group of novices, he doesn't need to go around in circles to confuse their judgment, which greatly reduces his workload.

This kind of one can also be recommended by Mr. T. I should try it too. I heard that after being recommended by Mr. T, the price will increase a lot... As he thought this way, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the jewelry man holding up a hand—a revolver?

Zhong Rong let out a chuckle, looking at the RPG at the jewelry man's feet, he was not surprised at all that he chose this small revolver.Rich businessmen who are stingy and like to show off are the kind of people that Zhong Rong hates.He looked at the trembling hands of the jewelry man, and a bad idea came to his mind.

It only takes a small bullet to drop the chandelier, and only one spark and some gunpowder are needed to explode the grenade, and then there are open doors and unstopped streets.

Plan to pass!Zhong Rong smiled under the mask, and deliberately slowed down when the group of novice security guards who would not reload ahead of time reloaded, so that it was easier for the jewelry man to aim and wait for him to shoot the small bullet.

The lively electronic street is vivid, and all kinds of players walk on the road with all kinds of appearances.Among them, the two Godzillas looked extremely affectionate, sitting sticky on the data building and kissing each other, but were scolded and driven away by the security guard who came at the order of the building manager, and finally turned into a fight without accident .People passing by are not surprised, just bypass.The daily bickering between the two Godzillas and the security team, which initially drew crowds, is nothing new by now.

The novelty that people longed for suddenly happened-a deafening explosion sounded in the mansion at the end of the street where there were weekly banquets, and before people turned their heads to pay attention, a black shadow of blue light flew from inside and fell into bush.In the next second, people turned their heads and stared dumbfounded at the big house that had been wiped out in the explosion. Then they gasped and whistled and applauded excitedly.

"This is something new!" One of the big bananas pulled out the camera to record the scene, "some unlucky guy is going bankrupt! I'm going to get closer and see—"

The noise ignited the crowd, and they chattered about which unlucky guy would declare bankruptcy in reality, not noticing the dark shadow that sneaked in amidst the chaos.

Zhong Rong was carrying the little security guard who was knocked unconscious on his back—the poor bastard who was knocked out by the jewelry man. He hit his head on the ground and knocked himself unconscious.It took no effort at all, Zhong Rong slid towards him the moment the chandelier landed, turned around at the limit, accelerated to the highest speed and rushed towards the gate.The explosion pushed him, and the moment the force field shield failed, he rushed out of the venue and fell into the bushes.

He walked into a small alley beside the main road. There was a secret door here, and he could walk back to Alai's place through the secret passage.

The expression of the jewelry man at the last moment can be recorded in the TOP[-] collection of the best expressions of the year. Zhong Rong thought about it and almost laughed out loud.As for those distinguished guests who just hid and screamed to watch the excitement, although I'm sorry, there were not many of them anyway.Three at the most, and most of them will fuck off and go offline when the security guards fuck.

Zhong Rong whistled, stopped near the secret door, and suddenly braked to a stop.He looked back at the entrance of the alley, and seemed to see a white corner of his clothes.If you look closely, you can't see anything.Zhong Rong became vigilant, changed the direction of his toes, and turned to the bar at the other end of the alley.

This secret door has to be scrapped, Zhong Rong is a bit pity, he quite likes this small alley secret passage.The one in the bar is too bumpy, not as stable as this one.He sighed, pulled the jewel man's shaking pupils into his head, and felt better again.

He did a big thing today, so he probably won't need to go online for the next three days, and he can enjoy the last three days in F City.

The bar was dark and noisy, no one noticed Zhong Rong and the poor guy on his back, he passed through the crowd smoothly, walked to the old magazine, sighed with disgust, raised his hand and pressed the magazine sticker on the upper right hidden button.In the next second, he seemed to be dragged into a flush toilet, where he rode a roller coaster 300 million times before arriving at Alai's studio.

The dizziness lasted for a few seconds, Zhong Rong left the security guard, and walked unsteadily towards Alai who was submerged in the huge electronic screen and tools: "The secret door in alley [-] must be disabled."

A mess of curly red hair emerged from the top of the electronic screen. Alai straightened his neck with difficulty, revealing his eyes wearing a repaired magnifying glass made of fine machinery: "Huh?"

"When I took this thing, I felt like I was being watched the whole time. When I was about to go through the secret door, I saw a corner of white clothes. For safety, after all, hunters will make enemies." Zhong Rong opened the inventory and took out An exquisitely packaged invitation letter—it was "this thing" he said, which he had just taken from the jewelry man.

...Maybe "taking" is not suitable, but he swears that such a scene was purely accidental.Who knew that the cat who was inseparable from Jewelry Man's bedroom was actually a player?

That cat was quite fierce. Zhong Rong looked at his back with his back facing the mirror, and smacked his tongue: "It's really ruthless, the defense of this suit has dropped several levels."

"Changed, changed, that secret door doesn't exist anymore, do you want to open another one? Open one, I'll do it tomorrow, and I'll tell you when it's done." Alai pushed the magnifying glass to the top of his head, and the small instrument disappeared. up.He looked up at Zhong Rong, just in time to see the scratch marks on his back, and wrinkled his face: "Uh-his, that cat?"

Zhong Rong nodded, took off this set of clothes in pain, and put on another set of all black clothes: "It costs a lot of money to repair this. I should really kill that cat."

"But it's a cat!" Alai watched Zhong Rong take off his mask, and suddenly laughed, "You must have hesitated."

Zhong Rong in the mirror acquiesced unhappily against the scratches at the corners of his eyes.He bought the materials needed to repair the clothes from the mall, and handed them to Alai together with the clothes: "Do me a favor."

"No problem." Alai raised his hand to the top of his head, blinked at Zhong Rong, then slid his finger, and the magnifying glass landed on the bridge of his nose out of thin air.He carefully looked at the damaged part of the clothes, found the needed tools from the messy table, and started the repair work.

Zhong Rong looked at the invitation letter again, on which the invitee's name was written in beautiful cursive strokes, other than that there were useless and complicated decorative patterns.He frowned and thought about why this thing was worth [-] future coins. He was attracted by the rustling sound of the security guard who was gradually waking up, and then remembered that there was another person over there.

The security guard only had time to vaguely see what the black shadow was pulling out, and the next thing he was forced to log off.

Regardless of whether the security guard would be staring at a certain corner of the real world, staring at the system prompting a crash and scolding his mother, Zhong Rong went to the data remains of the security guard, inspected it, and found nothing.

Alai walked out of the workbench with the suit in his hands, revealing his cyborg body.He hurriedly stuffed the clothes to Zhong Rong, while squatting down next to the data remains: "It's too complete brother, as expected of the famous hunter Wu Zhong."

"What do you want complete data for?"

Alai rubbed his hands and picked out the data he needed: "A high-priced task, a rich second generation has money and no place to use it, so he failed this task. I think you can still answer the phone. I guess the security guard is probably very good. Then Just let you get a job back by the way. More than [-], plus a lot of out-of-print equipment, don’t let it go for nothing.” He glanced back at Zhong Rong, “Don’t tell me you are not moved.”

"Heartbeat," Zhong Rong admitted without changing his face, and he handed the invitation letter to Alai, "Is there anything special about this?"

Alai stared at the invitation letter and blinked: "Isn't it? It looks like the stuff that the rich people will use when they have fun in this game. Except for the pattern, it's pretty pretty... Hey, do you want me to copy it?" One, using this to write letters can definitely attract girls, as an adult, I have never done it once in the game, it is too miserable."

Zhong Rong narrowed his eyes.

Alai raised his hands and quickly clarified: "There is no connotation of what you mean!"

Zhong Rong stared at him for two or three seconds, raised his eyes and turned around: "I will log off after handing over the task."

"Are you going online tomorrow?"

"No more, there is something wrong with the third time. See you later." Zhong Rong opened the map, clicked on the alley bar, chose to teleport, and left Alai's studio.