mayfly era

"Your name." Typhoid said.

"What?" Chen Li couldn't believe it.

"Your name," Typhoid pointed to the information on the screen and said impatiently, "If you can't read it clearly, I don't mind reading it for you from beginning to end."

Chen Li took two steps back and leaned against the wall.

His mind was buzzing... Chen Ming registered a knife under the name "Chen Li" 20 years ago.

"This is the batch number from 20 years ago," Chen Li tried to keep his voice down, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"This is the batch number for this year," Shanghan's tone became more and more impatient, "Boss Chen, have you lost your memory, or did you come to play with me because I was not busy enough?"

The smoking gun reached out and poked Chen Li's face, "Hello."

"Don't move, I'm annoying." Chen Li patted his hand.

He was not only upset, but also very confused... He couldn't figure out how Chen Ming registered a knife with his current name 20 years ago, and the batch number still showed that it was this year.

Even if Chen Ming can predict the future, he can't fucking travel through it.

"What do you mean?" Typhoid looked at the two in puzzlement.

"It's okay, let's go first." Smoker and Typhoid said, and then dragged Chen Li out of the main brain room.

"That..." The smoking gun poked Chen Li's face again.

"You fucking said I'm annoying!" Chen Li almost clenched his fists and beat him.

"Let me admit my mistake first. I forgot the batch number is updated every ten years, so it may be the new batch number this year."

Chen Li glared, "And then?"

"So it's the new batch number for this year." Smoker smiled, seeing that Chen Li was still overwhelmed, "What a fool, it was registered this year."

Chen Li had a cold face, "What do you mean, Chen Ming has traveled through time?"

"Come here." Yan Qiang dragged Chen Li a few steps to a place where he avoided people, and then shook and rubbed this cold handsome face.

"Are you awake?"

"..."

"When can't this thing be registered? It's true that the knife is from 20 years ago, and the batch number is the new batch number of this year, so someone registered it for you recently... I guess it should be that treacherous little boy Well, he must have a channel for this.”

Chen Li finally came to his senses, and at the same time he was fooled by himself.

"You're so nervous," said Smoker.

"My stupid act just now will definitely bring her back to life." Chen Li shook his head helplessly.

Smoker laughed, "You are already smarter than most people, not to mention you can fight better than most people, who dares to say you are not smart."

Chen Li couldn't laugh, he rubbed the center of his brows, a little tired, "I always have a way to disappoint her, and I don't blame her for hating me."

"Just because of this little thing? Chen Li, I never knew you have such a personality, or do you care too much," Yan Qiang raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said with a smirk, "You should only care too much about me. "

"..."

"Again! This expression again!" Smoker yelled dissatisfiedly, "You can coax me a little bit, or you can lie to me a little bit."

Chen Li was finally amused by the young child's operation of the pipe. He hit the pipe with his head on the shoulder, and then leaned there and laughed muffled to himself.

Yan Qiang also hugged him with a smile, unconsciously hugging him tighter and tighter, as if trying to crush him into flesh and blood, blood vessels, nerves, and muscles were connected, and truly became a person.

In this way, he can endure and worry for him... How nice it would be like this.Smoker thought.

"You can't replace me." Chen Li said.

"That's a good guess." Smoker curled his lips.

Chen Li pointed to his head, "It doesn't work sometimes, especially not here."

"What was that feeling like?"

"The feeling of running at high speed," Chen Li said, "When you feel that you are about to be overwhelmed, the answer will come out."

He paused and said, "It's more useful when you're face to face."

"Daughter Conifer, you said that you could crush her heart, is that true?" asked the smoking gun.

Chen Li looked up at him, and after a while he said slowly, "Are you afraid?"

Smoker nodded slightly.

"I'm also afraid." Chen Li said, "I don't know, I don't have a real feeling, or it's just my idea, but it seems to have really happened."

Smoker was speechless for a moment.

Chen Li didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"No, don't abuse this power." The voice of the smoking gun was tense, as if it would be broken in the next second.

"I see."

"Nothing is free."

"I understand", Chen Li repeated these three words in his heart like a mantra.

Suddenly, a sound of "Dididi" sounded from the pockets of the two at the same time.

"The task is coming," Smoker cheered up, "Let's go."

Chen Yue picked up the long knife, and the two of them crossed the covered bridge side by side, striding towards the outside world—the sky was bright and clear, and the snow flakes mixed with fine sand and dust slowly fell in the air.

"Got to think of an excuse for not seeing blood," said Smoking Gun as he walked.

"Do you remember? We have a limited killing order." Chen Li's expression seemed to be gloating when he saw someone who lifted a rock and shot him in the foot.

"It's really God helping me." The smoking gun also smiled, and stuffed a cigarette to his mouth casually.

They wear multifunctional glasses that cover most of their faces, making them look extraordinarily dangerous, sharp, and malicious.

The work on the street is the easiest to get hot blooded, because there are unarmed ordinary people here, and their eyes will make the tyrannical factor in the blood clamor at high frequency, making the body hot in the severe cold.

When Chen Yue jumped from the "Night Walker", the dust on the ground stained his boots.

It has been a long time since they felt this way. They have been dormant in the middle of the night for a long time, and they have almost forgotten how to walk in the sun.

How to be domineering.

The red dot in the glasses gradually overlaps with the ground reality image.

He rushed over with the knife in hand, and the long knife with the sheath quickly circled around the target's neck for a circle. The momentum brought by the acceleration of his own weight made the man unable to support himself and fell to his knees.

Chen Yue knelt down on one knee to catch the other end of the long knife, and at the same time trapped his first target in the "cage" formed by himself and the long knife.

This is a newly developed move by him, and there are no technical difficulties, except that the movements when kneeling must be handsome.

He looked at the long knife in his hand and said to himself, "I didn't expect it to be so easy to use."

The target glared at him.

It's useless to stare at me, go to the detention center for two days.Chen Li thought.

Soon, the "patrollers" who assisted in the arrest took the target away—according to the procedures, they should first be detained at the Civil Detention Department, which is the place where the counselors gather in the Sixth Bureau. The target has no criminal facts and is estimated to be locked up for a few days It was also released.

"Where did you go?" Smokey asked through the headset.

"Two blocks from you."

"Be careful," said the smoking gun.

"I'll go back now." Chen Li said.

At this time, another red dot lit up in his glasses, not far away.

Chen Li stopped in his tracks, the appearance of this red dot made him feel very uncomfortable.

Like a poisonous fruit, shining on the branch.

You clearly know that it is poisonous, but you can't help being attracted, and you get closer and closer.

"I'll go back now." Chen Li repeated it firmly, more like warning himself.

"It's okay, what's the matter with you?" Smoker asked puzzledly on the other end of the channel.

Unknowingly, Chen Li took a few steps towards the red dot.

A vague yet strong premonition made him stop abruptly, turn around and run towards the bong.

"Why are you so anxious... Miss me so much?" Smoker whispered in the channel with a smile.

The wind on Chen Li's side was almost roaring, making his clothes rattle.He brushed away the crowd all the way, and finally saw that familiar figure from a distance—the silver hair always dazzles in the sun, and he became annoyed instantly again.

Because there was still a person standing beside Yan Qiang, he heard Yan Qiang say in the channel, "...Captain Lin."

Lin Zhitao.

They talked for a few words, Lin Zhitao's voice Chen Li couldn't hear clearly in the earphone, and the voice didn't become clear until they ran within ten meters, but their conversation was over.

He saw Lin Zhitao with his back turned to him, and patted Smoker on the shoulder.

Then he heard Lin Zhitao call out an unfamiliar name.

"Old Yan!" Chen Li roared.

It's too late.

A twisted iron-gray needle in Lin Zhitao's hand pierced Smoker's right eye at the speed of the commando captain.

"Piercing the spectacle lens, eyelid and eyeball wall in turn, and finally piercing the eyeball, squeezing a lot of iron-gray dr19, puncturing the blood vessels of the fundus" This scene was magnified to the limit before Chen Yue's eyes, and it was truly and clearly staged.

Then his consciousness seemed to be attached to the tip of the needle, and he began to push back from the point where the tip reached the deepest point, then passed through the bloody contents, and finally reached Lin Zhitao's hand.

This process was very strange, Chen Li felt that he was about to vomit, his heart was in severe pain, he watched the pipe grabbing Lin Zhitao's hand, the expression on his face was extremely painful.

He had only one thought at this moment—to make that hand disappear.

After this idea was born, Lin Zhitao's hand holding the needle actually disappeared out of thin air!

There is no external force, no sharp knives, no energy bombs and bullets.

Lin Zhitao's hand seemed to be... taken off with ease.

And the hand that was taken away unexpectedly fell into the "maze" in Chen Yue's mind.

In the bottomless maze, the severed hand began to roll, roll, roll...

Chen Yue felt a severe nausea blasting through his body, causing countless spots with stomach acid to burst out, and piercing his heart from his stomach.

Turn around.

He froze in place, unable to move.

He watched as the bong knocked Lin Zhitao into the air.

Smoker opened his mouth to Lin Zhitao, his expression twisted, heart-piercing, his mouth shape was - "Run!"

Then the smoking gun turned its head and threw itself at him, throwing him to the ground, pressing him down desperately with all four limbs.

Smoker's eyes were bleeding, and the bleeding fell on Chen Yue's face drop by drop.

"Don't move...don't move..." The mouth of the smoking gun kept moving, but the voice seemed to Chen Li to be far and near, like an auditory hallucination.

I don't move.I don't move.I can not……

Chen Li responded in a panic in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth. Lin Zhitao's severed hand danced in his mind, hitting every nerve in him.

Suddenly he felt that he could move. He turned his head and vomited desperately.

After vomiting, he quickly got up, propped up the shaky body of the bong, and "Nightcrawler" came roaringly following his password.

"Lao Yan, Lao Yan is holding on." He hugged the head of the pipe indiscriminately, his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"...I can't die." The smoker lowered his head and took off his shattered glasses, then reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette, half of his face was bleeding, he was holding a cigarette in his mouth, he was chic but frightening.

Chen Li put the bong into the "Night Walker", then opened the roof window and jumped in.

"Handsome." The bong gave him a thumbs up, and his voice was a little floaty. He leaned on the car seat, puffing out a cigarette. This one was lucky, it smelled like mint, and the coolness made him feel less pain.

"Kujira, prepare for the operating room." Chen Li suppressed his palpitations and called Kujira on the channel.

"Lao Yan is finally planning to change his eyeballs!" After hearing Chen Li's explanation, Kujira cheered.

"No change!" Smoker roared with half-closed eyes.

"I promise to make one with the same eye color as yours, you won't see it at all, really." Kujira tried hard to sell it.

"..."

"Can it still be opened?" Chen Li asked while driving.

"No." The pipe raised his hand and touched it lightly, and immediately gasped, "It feels weird inside."

Chen Li let out a "hmm", he knew that the thing in Lin Zhitao's needle was dr19, that unknown substance that can turn people into deformed monsters.

He remembered that the needle only pierced into the eyeball, and didn't reach any deeper places... He felt like a monster for calmly analyzing these things.

Arriving at Snow Palm, Chen Li rushed into Kujira's laboratory with a bong on his shoulder.

When Kujira used equipment to open the eyes that could not be shaken by the bong and cleaned the blood stains, the two people present were stunned.

The right eye of the smoking gun... turned into a crystal clear sphere covered with star dust.