As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

"What, what are you doing..." Xie Yun swallowed with difficulty.

This is a fake security company.

Outrageous.Outrageous.

Outrageous.

Xie Yun glanced at the two big men in black again, feeling a little more at ease in her heart.

It's alright, it's alright...

Someone will protect them.

Xie Yun's expression was a bit complicated, as if she was comforting herself.

After all, this is such an arrogant security and trading company that built five buildings.

Human, material and financial resources are indispensable.

never...

"Bang-bang-bang-"

As if urging him to die, there was a loud knock on the door.

The two men in black looked at each other and held guns in both hands. One of them turned his head and said to the group of people behind: "Go to the small compartment inside. Lock the door."

There is also a small compartment in the reception room. Although it was not prepared for this kind of security incident, it has an unexpected use at this moment.

This group of people seemed to have grown up in a peaceful place, and the following scenes... are not suitable for them to watch.

A group of people went obediently.On the contrary, Ye Qing looked at the two men in black who were in a strange mood, and asked, "I can help, do you need me...?"

These two people seem to... already have the determination to die.

As the youngest daughter of the Ye family, she naturally touched the gun before, because she was kidnapped when she was a child and frightened the whole family. Since then, she will have a special time to go to the military region for training every year, and her skills are naturally not bad.

This is also the reason why she asked this question.

"It's all right, miss, please go back." The man in black who had spoken just now turned his head back so that his back was facing the group of people.

"...I also like your work very much, that "Yesterday's Capital", me and my

My wife likes it very much..." The man in black had already grasped the precarious doorknob with his hand.

"Please go back. We will protect you." After confirming that everyone had entered the cubicle, the man in black firmly opened the door that was about to fail.

It's their job to make it their duty.

From the moment he decided to join the port mafia, he had a realization.

It's just that I'm sorry for my wife... But he has already written a suicide note.

It's not bad to die to protect an idol.

"Kang Dang"

The crumbling door was quickly opened by the man in black and then closed again.

"Bang bang bang—" followed by another intense gunshot.

The ability user with the black handprint on his body unscrupulously swayed the ability, and the dazzling offensive ability bloomed brutal and cold blood flowers in the Hongkong Building.

With the fight of hot weapons and abilities, Chuya Nakahara and Koyo Ozaki turned cold, and a figure with red abilities and double blades appeared.The old man Guangjin in a tuxedo also stretched out his left hand indifferently.

——The situation turned around.

But it only reversed the disadvantage, and it is absolutely impossible to crush the people on Q's side.

——After all, the person Q is controlling now is not an ordinary person on the street.

Instead, they can fight one against ten, or even one against a hundred.

After being manipulated, no one is afraid of death, they are all just puppets.

People who are not afraid of death and desperately are often the scariest people on the battlefield.

After Chuya knocked down another enemy, and overturned five or six enemies with gravity, looking at the endless stream of supernatural beings in the hall and Yumeno Kusaku who was surrounded by people and laughed in the middle, Zhong also felt a little annoyed With a "tsk" sound, he looked up again, with worry in his eyes.

——Where did so many supernatural beings emerge?And there are some abilities that he is sure have not been included, that is, wild abilities.

Besides...Q...

Is this supernatural evolution?

Thinking of his previous experience in the laboratory, Huangba vomited, Chuya Nakahara's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

But please, don't be what he thinks.

Otherwise... just wait for the mastermind behind the scenes.

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In the cubicle.

Accommodating so many people at once made the originally small room even more crowded.

Bao Ming gently rubbed the head of little friend Bao Zhi, and stroked the child's black hair: "Baozi is not afraid, Dad is here. Huluhulumao, don't be scared... Baozi is not afraid."

Baozi's body was trembling slightly.

After all, a child, in one day, has experienced hijackings, explosions that many people will never encounter in a lifetime, and this strange attack like a zombie siege, and after a gun battle that is almost unheard of in Huaguo, is he not afraid? possible.

Something even grown-ups fear.

Those present could clearly feel that if they went out by themselves, it might be true—

—will die.

Death, accidental death in an attack, was something that they had never imagined growing up in China.

Xie Yun stopped being a demon at this time, quietly listening to the sounds outside, and clenched her fists.

Wu Xuan took a deep breath, evaluating in his heart how long he could last if he went out.

He didn't even expect to survive.

He looked at his younger brother casually.

If it really gets to that point.

He hoped that his younger brother could go out well.

Ye Qing exhaled lightly.

Chebao should be safe now.

The big stars who are popular all over the world scan the people in the room.

In times of crisis, people are most discerning.

The man in black just now... Hearing the gunshots just now, the probability of surviving is really really very small.In fact, they are also a living person.There is a family, a wife, and things that I like and pursue.

Thinking of that person's decisive expression before going out, Ye Qing lowered her eyes.

Bao Ming and Wu Xuan are all thinking of their relatives, and even have the consciousness of sacrificing themselves.

Only Xie Yun.

Ye Qing's eyes turned cold when she saw Liu Xiaohua's eyes were not hiding well, but the calculation in her eyes when she looked at her cousin.

The final outcome... everything is still undecided.

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And on the top floor.

Hearing the non-stop gunshots and screams downstairs, Sen Ouwai looked at the blood oozing from the body of the person who came to report, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the leader wearing a red scarf gritted his teeth.

On the side, the little girl who was drawing a picture still stood up at some point, her formerly nimble eyes only had a mechanical coldness, and she held a syringe bigger than a human in her hand.

Sen Owai stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, stared at Yokohama under the sunset outside the window, and said, "Then, our Mr. Consultant,"

The man turned his head, his burgundy eyes were emotionless and calm: "——you know what to do."

The person below is probably that person—the man who is only known as "Sunset", a mad scientist with a very high IQ, who made the noise.

As far as he knows, it is not a day or two for "Sunset" to conduct human experiments.

If his information is correct, isn't their Mr. Consultant the most proud masterpiece of "Sunset"?

The cyborgs created through genes combined the power that Huangbatu had dissipated in the past, but due to a small mistake at that time, the body of the final experimental body could not hold such a large amount of energy, and lost its vital signs for a while.

Later, it seemed that the energy of another power system obtained from unknown sources was input again, and this experimental subject, that is, the silver-haired boy behind him, was brought back to life.

—Things that are horrifying and beyond the scope of human beings.

Qian Yuche lowered his head, was silent for a moment, bent slightly, and replied: "—Yes."

After speaking, he walked out of the room quickly.

He is a child created by experiment.

It is amazing that he can control every part of his body more precisely than a robot.

For example, if the left index finger moves one millimeter to the right, then he can do it accurately and keep it still.

For example, to draw a precise mechanical drawing of a part, he can use his own hands without any tools, and every proportion is correct and every line is straight.

However, his biggest trump card should lie in that strength.

—a power comparable to that of a god.

The silver-haired boy rushed to the floor where Ye Qing was, the reception room.

Just in time, I saw a person covered in flames walking step by step into the open door of the reception room.

From his angle, he could just see that the flame man paused for a while after entering, and then walked towards the awkward cubicle with a clear goal.

The young man frowned, coughed lightly, suppressed the sudden discomfort from his heart, walked in quickly, held the gun in both hands, and pulled the trigger without blinking.

"Bang bang—"

Qian Yuche took a step back with an ugly expression.

Has that person's research reached this point?

Not to mention that even things like fire can be fused... Although it must be at the cost of a great loss of life, and guns, it can't do much for this kind of person...?

His gray-blue eyes were calm.

He has almost developed a potion that specifically suppresses the man-made supernatural being created by that person.

But at this time...!

With that person's handwriting, it is estimated that the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division and the Armed Detective Agency will not be able to keep up in a short period of time.

So……

The young man looked indifferently at the flame man who was about to break into the cubicle, and took a deep breath. His original gray-blue eyes like the night sky were gradually replaced by bright silver like dazzling stars, and he looked lifeless. , full of divine indifference.

The boy's long silver hair hung down, as if an unfathomable voice from ancient times sounded: "With the power of the stars—from now on,"

"—My enemy, none survived."

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The people in the small cubicle heard the approaching and heavy footsteps, and their hearts rose to their throats. Xie Miaomiao even trembled and closed his eyes.

Then, there was a gunshot that had never been heard so close.

Bao Zhi relied on his father tightly, his dark eyes filled with tears.

The little boy covered his mouth vigorously, so that he would not make a sound because of being too frightened, so that he would be discovered by the enemy.

Just when the people in the room were desperately waiting for the moment of death to come.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice faintly exploded from his ears.

——With the power of the stars, from now on.

— My enemy, none survived.

Ye Qing suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Chebao...?