into the sheath

Afternoon, 27:[-].

The most venomous time of the sun has passed, but the bright sun is still hanging in the sky.Under the cloudless sky, the neighborhood is steaming with heat.

At the gate of the immigration control station, the crowd was crowded together, making this heat more and more substantive.

This is the noisiest place in the tower - it is not appropriate to say that it is noisy. Although there are many people coming and going, including sentries, guides, and even ordinary people, they are silent most of the time, even occasionally He also deliberately half-covered his lips with his hand to suppress his voice.

It's not their fault either.

In the tower, electric piles can be seen every 100 meters. There is a small screen in the middle of these alloy pillars, which displays the noise index in real time.There is also a camera at the top.

The data sharing between electric piles, and then weave a more powerful monitoring network, and it is these redundant and troublesome devices in the eyes of ordinary people that provide a stable environment for the tens of thousands of sentinels living in the tower. ,comfortable environment.

Not just sounds, smells, colors... Here, any behavior that would cause an excessive burden on the five senses will be punished.

There was a tall, thin man among the crowd.

He walked out along the flow of people, but carefully avoided all the passers-by who approached, hunched his shoulders, and walked all the way to the gate of the immigration control station.

After passing through the nearly three-meter-high alloy gate, the man still did not relax his vigilance.

As if he was guarding against something, he pressed the peaked cap he was wearing again, and after looking around, he hurriedly walked in one direction.

And not far away, next to the security office with the nameplate "Immigration Control Station", another man standing against the wall also made a move.

He followed behind the man.

……

Two blocks had passed, and the silent chase continued.

The man in the peaked cap noticed that someone was following him 3 minutes ago, but he didn't stop because of it. He just kept looking down to check the time, and from time to time sneaked behind him with the corner of his eye, measuring the distance between the two.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, finally, the man gritted his teeth and dodged into a dark alley beside him.

He expected that the stalker would come in with him, and he was about to take advantage of the time difference between the front and rear legs to strike back.The traps have been set, and the cunning hunter is watching, just waiting for the prey to throw itself into the trap.

Seeing the man walking into the dark alley, the man hiding in the darkness swung a punch straight at the stalker's temple, aiming to kill him with one blow.

But he never thought that the situation would suddenly reverse in the next second!

The man didn't even see clearly how the opponent made the move, he only felt that the attack of the punch was blocked, and then the sky spun before his eyes, and his body was thrown heavily to the ground.

"Run, why don't you show me another run?!"

……

"Run, why don't you show me another run?!"

Tang Heng growled, and punched the man hard in the side.

Shao Yuanhang only said an approximate time that time, so Tang Heng came to the immigration control station to squat an hour ago, staring at him nervously, for fear that someone who didn't pay attention would let someone run away.

At this moment, when he looked at this person, old and new hatred were intertwined, and the scorching sun added new firewood to the anger that had been accumulated, and the expression in his eyes became more fierce and fierce.

Tang Heng was originally a fiery temper, but he was suppressed by Jiang Feng before because he couldn't beat that guide.

But this time it was different.

So, out of anger, he slammed his fist on the man's face again.

At this time, the real name of the man who was beaten to the ground by Tang Heng was Hou Zhiqiang, and he was the "monkey" he said he was looking for.

This punch made Hou Zhiqiang's eyes blur, and it took him a while to recover.He spat bloody saliva on the ground, but immediately glanced in the direction they came from just now.

After this glance, Hou Zhiqiang breathed a sigh of relief as if he had confirmed something.

Not only does this monkey have sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, but he also likes to use some insidious tricks in his life. Maybe there is some calculation in his eyes when he looks out.

Thinking of this, Tang Heng grabbed Hou Zhiqiang by the collar, pulled him up from the ground, and threatened in a low voice: "What are you looking at? I warn you, don't play tricks in front of me."

As if he had just recognized the identity of the attacker, Hou Zhiqiang froze, "Tang, Tang Heng?"

I haven't seen you for a few days, don't you recognize me?

Tang Heng frowned suspiciously.

He looked Hou Zhiqiang up and down, and when he was about to ask something more, he heard Hou Zhiqiang continue: "...Aren't you dead?"

"Huh?!" Tang Heng stared, "Who the hell told you that I'm dead?"

Hou Zhiqiang's eyes flickered.He didn't want to answer at first, but when he saw Tang Heng raised his fist again, he still gave up.

"What, there is an announcement in the confinement center." Hou Zhiqiang swallowed hard, "The name on that file is not yours, but we all know that someone tampered with it..."

As he spoke, Hou Zhiqiang's voice dropped.

Before, I thought that someone was doing tricks to cover up the fact that Tang Heng died, but now it seems that it was to cover up the fact that he didn't die.what a pity.

Hou Zhiqiang glanced aside, afraid that Tang Heng would discover the regret and killing intent in it.