The daily vest cannot be dropped

"Who is it targeting! Hurry up and pull him up!" Yang Yuecheng's rapid roar echoed in the suburbs, accompanied by the incandescent light from the helicopter, a sense of tension gripped the neck of the person spontaneously.

The faceless "person in the painting" with the umbrella closed shuttles through the crowd at an extremely fast speed, and the red skirt flutters like blood.

In front were five figures running like passing a ball. A handsome young man in his twenties was held on his shoulders by his teammates. His round face was fixed with a gritted expression.

A man with a long knife swung his weapon while running, the red tassel on the knife floated up against gravity, turning faster and faster, the afterimage formed a huge red circle, blocking it at the end.

The "person in the painting" ignored the person who was trying to attack, and only saw the round-faced boy who was being carried by his teammates and ran, like a hunting dog on the grassland staring at food and chasing it endlessly, with eyes made of minced meat falling down. , forming a bloody tear ditch, greedy and weird.

It rushed up and was stopped abruptly by the man with the long knife. His pale hand touched the handle of the knife, and a wisp of blue smoke burst out instantly.As if scorched by fire, the hand made of paper rolled up from the edge, revealing black and uneven lines.

"Ah-"

Like a scream squeezed out of his throat, the "person in the painting" threw his umbrella into the sky, his long hair moved without wind, his bloody clothes trembled, and even the surrounding wind seemed to be tainted with the smell of blood.

It hooked it hard with the other hand, and the man with the long knife who had just gritted his teeth and shouted "Take Xiao Shao away!" instantly turned into wreckage all over the place as if dismantled.

Seeing his teammates disappear like bubbles in front of him, Xiao Shao, who was being carried on his back, was about to burst into tears. Two drops of hot tears rolled down from his paralyzed eyes, and even the whites of his eyes were stained blood red.

"Minister Yang! I can't stop it!" The ability user next to the man with the long knife broke down and shouted, "This thing cannot be dealt with by humans, not by us!"

"Let me fix it for you, and take Xiao Shao away!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Yuecheng took out an electric baton-like thing from his sleeve, ran forward through the wide road, and threw the stick at Weird.

"B-level props." Dan Yunqing scratched his head violently, "Ah, this is the only one in the Zhejiang branch!"

The stick rolled in the air, turning into a silver-white electric light, piercing through the darkness like a pursuit, and landed on the back of the "person in the painting", burning its black hair into big waves.

The strangeness of looking for food was finally hit hard to a certain extent. It turned its head suddenly, and its blurry face faced Yang Yuecheng directly, and turned around and rushed towards him.

Everyone's face changed drastically: "Didn't it mean that this weirdness will not change the hunting target?! Why has it evolved now!"

Xiao Shao, who had recovered from the paralysis all over his body, let out a roar like weeping blood. Looking at Yang Yuecheng who was suddenly paralyzed and standing there, he shouted hoarsely: "Go and protect Minister Yang!"

But most of the team members had already run a certain distance to protect him, and at this moment they couldn't surpass the speed of "the man in the painting" and ran to Yang Yuecheng to pick him up.

Just when everyone was in despair, a crisp gunshot came from a distance. The silver-white bullet with a terrifying bright arc directly pierced through Weird's arm stretched forward. The arm exploded, sending confetti flying.

Before Wei Wei had time to react, everyone still maintained expressions of horror and despair.

A black shadow rushed up suddenly, he threw the gun in his hand to the ground casually, pulled out two daggers of different lengths from his pocket, and rushed towards the "person in the painting" like a cheetah.

The strange target was transferred, so Yang Yuecheng could act naturally. He quickly retreated ten meters away from the battle circle.

Dan Yunqing was still in shock and said: "This weirdness has evolved again. It no longer locks on a target, but can paralyze anyone it sees at will! It's even scarier than Medusa!"

Medusa still needs people to look directly into her eyes to petrify, and this weirdness can paralyze its prey only by actively looking at it, which is invincible.

Yang Yuecheng was silent for a while: "Then why didn't this one get stiffened strangely?"

Not far away, a young man dressed in black, holding two cold lights, greeted the strange face without hesitation, and in an instant made several bone-piercing scratches on the white face.

He is strong and vigorous, and every time he turns around, he can avoid the attack of the "person in the painting". His face is as calm as water, and the scars on his face not only do not make him look hideous, but instead reflect the sophistication brought about by years and experience.

Weird became more impatient, but his invincible ability failed. It could only attack like a trapped beast, but what it met was scars from sharp blades one after another.

After a few laps, the "person in the painting", who was still elegant and unrestrained just now, has turned into an afro, a navel-baring outfit, and a messy red dress hanging on his body, looking like a scavenger in a mess.

It screamed loudly, and the umbrella attached to the air flew over from a distance, and the red light fell on their heads, and the man's movements suddenly slowed down.

"Is this the ability of secondary evolution?" Dan Yunqing frantically typed on the keyboard, and entered the data of the "person in the painting", "Damn it, how can I help?"

"That person is Ye Shou!" Yang Yuecheng saw the conspicuous scar on his face, and immediately recognized his identity, "B is a wild ability user who is expected to defeat A, even if I die here, I can't let him die."

He took out a red pistol/gun from his bag again, and wanted to go over to help Luezhen.

Xiao Shao quickly rushed over to hold his hand, and hurriedly said: "Minister Yang, I am a person with spiritual ability, it is better for me to help, in case I lose control later, others will have to rely on you to transfer!"

During the dispute between the two, Ye Shou, who was holding a cold weapon but still unable to end the battle, had been cut by the "person in the painting", and some sizzle sound came from the damaged clothes on his arm, which must be strange and corrosive. Sexual abilities made his hands especially uncomfortable.

"We must help Mr. Ye!" Yang Yuecheng said repeatedly, "We can't lose such a precious talent!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ye Shou shouting loudly: "How long will you be watching the excitement!"

Everyone:?Where are other people around?

Finally, after Ye Shou was so angry that he threw a dagger out of his hand, a figure finally came out of the dark corner without street lights, playing with the dagger that was shining white in his hand, pale The slender fingers make people want to snatch away the sharp weapon, so as not to scratch the delicate skin.

The young man with a high ponytail and a white shirt smiled slowly at everyone, and he threw the dagger at Ye Shou casually, regardless of whether he could catch it.

The dawn of everyone began to sound an alarm, and some red energy bars showed that the strength of the young man in front of them seemed to exceed their expectations.

Yang Yuecheng subconsciously picked up Chenxi and pointed it at him for identification.

The young man pursed his lips slightly, and seemed to be in a good mood. Under the curly and thick eyelashes, there was a pair of unique silver-gray eyes. The corners of the eyes were reddish. Holding it loosely, people are inexplicably reminiscent of the ancient masters, gentle and elegant.

"Identification failed - successful, name Wen Zheliu, identity - identity unknown."

The mechanical female voice from Chen Xi in her hand was like a cassette, except for knowing the name of the person in front of her, she knew nothing about it.

"Wen Zheliu, watch the show again, next time I will really—"

While dodging the weird and increasingly fierce attacks, Ye Shou gritted his teeth and shouted at Wen Zheliu.

Before he finished speaking, the smile on the long-haired young man's mouth suddenly disappeared. He casually picked up the jade flute and blew a few notes, as if shooting down a lone bird in a white awn of ice and snow, chilling and accurately locating there On the red umbrella with a handle that ordinary people can't reach.

There was only a "beep", and the whole red umbrella was broken into pieces like a spider web, blowing to every corner with the wind in the suburbs.

However, Wei Wei still seemed to be held firmly by Ye Shou's hatred. Even if the red umbrella was torn, it did not shift its target, but continued to rush towards Ye Shou with its teeth and claws.

Without the deceleration effect of the red umbrella, Ye Shou calmed down and went straight down with two stabs, completely separating the weird upper body from the lower body.

The body of the "person in the painting" suddenly collapsed, wriggling on the ground twice like a piece of paper, and then there was no sound.

Ye Shou stepped on its chest, turned the dagger over, gouged out the carrion on his right arm, took out a roll of bandages from his pocket, bit one end with his teeth, and bandaged his arm well.

It seems that they didn't expect the B-level weirdness to be suppressed so quickly. Everyone still didn't realize it, and stared blankly at the actions of the two people who were out of place.

Xiao Shao had just been run wildly by his teammates on his shoulders, and his leg hit the electric pole directly. Seeing the end of the matter, his tense nerves instantly relaxed, and the dull pain in his leg hit him, which made him gasp , sat down on the ground.

As if feeling the movement from him, the young man who stood under the light as if he had traveled through time and came to modern times walked towards him with a jade flute, a smile flashed in his silver-gray eyes.

He bent down, and put his cold fingers on Xiao Shao's forehead curiously, which made him shiver suddenly.The white jade flute whirled in the air, creating a gust of wind, and the next moment, the melodious and soft flute sounded like a gust of spring breeze.

Everyone who looked at each other felt light all over in an instant, and the exhaustion of tense nerves for a long time disappeared.

Xiao Shao raised his head and looked up in a daze, the young man's slender legs first appeared in his vision, followed by the jade flute lightly pressed against his lips, and those eyes with stars and tenderness.

My leg... no pain anymore.

[Good evening, lovely children. ]

Words exuding a white shimmer suddenly appeared in the air, and disappeared after meeting people's pupils.

Wen Zheliu held the flute in his hand, casually smoothed out his wind-torn hair, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Yuecheng hurriedly said, "You -- are you also an unregistered ability user?"

Wen Zheliu's strange eyes looked towards him without emotion, and Yang Yuecheng felt a kind of pressure inexplicably, as if he was wrapped in strong malice and would be swallowed up in the next second.

Fortunately, Ye Shou also walked over, clutching his shoulders: "His identity is a bit complicated, if allowed, it's better to find another time to have an appointment."

Yang Yuecheng looked at Ye Shou's peaceful gaze, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, he said: "It's Mr. Ye Shou, I've admired his name for a long time, if possible, please open Chenxi to keep in touch, this matter is very important to us, I believe you can understand! "

"Yeah." Ye Shou nodded, his eyelashes drooping slightly, showing some sadness, "The cards that dropped weirdly will be handed over to the authorities. I am deeply sorry for those who were victimized."

Everyone sighed in unison, but their expressions were as calm as before, as if they had already accepted the fate of fighting Weird to the death.

Xiao Shao stood up from the ground, and waved at Wen Zheliu gratefully: "Boss Wen, your ability is too strong! You can attack and heal, I don't feel any pain at all!"

The corner of Wen Zheliu's mouth curled into an arc, and he nodded to him in a good mood.

In the next second, Xiao Shao saw Ye Shou's hand covering his shoulder and the white bandage, and said with some doubts, "Isn't the sound of the flute just now a group therapy?"

But he clearly saw that the tiredness on everyone's faces was gone, and even the small cut on his companion's hand healed.

Ye Shou clutched his shoulders belatedly and turned around.

Wen Zheliu immediately performed an instant face change, the curvature of his face disappeared instantly, he held the flute innocently, turned his head and started looking at the sky and stars.

——The meaning of disgust is beyond words.

Everyone: ... What happened to these two people?