Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Xuan Ji's first reaction was: "Fat girl, go out and notify the field staff downstairs."

Ping Qianru replied plainly: "Director Xiao has informed you, don't worry."

Xuan Ji: "..."

In less than 15 minutes, if Xiao Zheng and his good-for-nothing field staff fail to catch the caster, this is the first line to face the big devil, which is equivalent to guarding a bomb.

The point of Xuan Ji's words is "get out". In order to prevent bloody dialogues such as "you go quickly" and "no, I can't leave you" from happening, I specially arranged a task for her as an excuse, in order to make her run away Have peace of mind.

As long as she is smarter, she should know that she should go downhill and run away quickly.

But the fat girl was not enlightened at all, and comforted him by saying: "Sister Bi has been working for almost 30 years, and she is still a field worker in the Ministry of Security who has retired to the second line. She has rich experience, and she will be fine! Hold on, we can win. "

Steady your head!The contemporary youth have ruined the game!

"I asked you to go out," Xuan Ji didn't care about the detour, "it's useless, so don't get in my way!"

"Xuan..."

"Shut up and get out!"

The thick white fog outside the window poured into the broken window, and the broken glass trembled and rattled, probably covering up the sound of Ping Qianru's footsteps when she left.

The fat girl outside had lost her voice.

The surroundings became extremely quiet, and Sheng Lingyuan suddenly asked, "Are you from the Qingping Division?"

"Qingping Division disappeared more than 700 years ago." Xuan Ji's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you know Qingping Division?"

Sheng Lingyuan let out an "ah" and his expression suddenly became a little dazed. His eyes diverged from the misty mist, as if he was recalling the vague past: "Isn't it thousands of years ago... I have some vague impressions. You have been loved by others since childhood." Raise it, otherwise, why would such an innate spiritual creature sacrifice his life for mortals?"

"What is congenital and acquired, it has long since fallen," Xuan Ji replied vaguely, as if acquiescing to the saying of "being raised by others", and then asked, "You...you say 'mortal' for a while, and you say 'mortal' for a while." 'You monster clan', so you are..."

When he said this, his voice stopped for a while, and he took a few low breaths exhausted, and then he barely continued his own voice: "What are you? Are you a god?"

"How can there be gods in this world? Gods are nothing more than people's sustenance." Sheng Lingyuan paused, and after a while, he said softly, "Me? I'm probably just a delusion of people... Oh, it's been too long, I don't remember gone."

Xuan Ji didn't have much strength anymore, her voice was very low, like raving, Sheng Lingyuan's speech was originally tepid, but the two of them chatted at the last moment before the "Between Midnight", but they seemed extraordinarily calm.

In comparison, Xiao Zheng's side is much more thrilling.

The live broadcast "donkey friends" who broke into the Chiyuan Grand Canyon illegally were on their way to a resettlement site. Bi Chunsheng and Xiao Li from the local branch office were in charge of taking care of them.

The driver was driving steadily, but Xiao Li was drowsy in the co-pilot, and his eyes were still open when he received the call.

The wounded were all asleep in the rear compartment, Bi Chunsheng was quietly knitting beside them, Xiao Li rubbed his face vigorously, and looked at the caller ID sleepily: "Hi, Team Zhang, I'm going to send them to the resettlement point, and immediately..."

A colleague on the phone interrupted him: "Xiao Li, listen to me quietly."

Xiao Li just listened to a few sentences, and his whole body was shocked. At this moment, an oncoming car passed them, and the headlights swept over. The young field intern held the phone and glanced stiffly at the rear. mirror.

He met a pair of eyes in the pale headlights—the bearded team leader in the rear compartment woke up at some point, and a pair of black and white eyes were looking at him, while Bi Chunsheng next to him was still counting without noticing. Knitting buttons on woolen yarn.

Xiao Li's cold sweat came down.

The colleague on the phone lowered his voice: "Drive forward, don't show your feet, I have already notified the resettlement point, and our people will lie in ambush at the door, don't panic, don't startle the snake."

Xiao Li bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to pretend nothing had happened: "Ah... yes, I understand Team Zhang."

But his voice was so tense that it broke at the end.

Oops.

At this time, Bi Chunsheng raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Xiao Li has a cold?"

Xiao Li had just started working, and was forced to share a car with the vicious suspect on his first mission. His calf had already started to twist, and he showed Bi Chunsheng a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Hey, what did the eldest sister say? As soon as you get in the car, you will be asked to close the car window, close the car window, and don't listen! Did you blow it? Don't listen to the old man's words, you don't need money if you suffer!" Bi Chunsheng scolded him, "I will deliver it in a while These people, hurry back and rest—how far is it?"

Xiao Li was taken aback, and secretly went to see Bi Chunsheng, seeing her raise her eyelids calmly, and exchanged a look with him.

She saw something was wrong!

"Ah, right away!" Xiao Li cleared his throat, and at the same time said to Team Zhang on the phone, "There is still an intersection, and I can already see the building."

Bi Chunsheng couldn't see any clues on his face. While collecting the wool, he pushed the "donkey friends" to wake up: "Wake up, it's almost here."

Then, like a worried old mother, she took out a box of wet tissues from her pocket and distributed them to those few people: "Wipe your face, wake up and take a nap, don't catch a cold."

At 52:[-], the car drove slowly across the intersection and into the resettlement site. Xiao Li looked hopelessly at the plainclothes field workers who were guarding the door. His palms were so sweaty that he could barely hold his phone.

"Get out of the car slowly," Bi Chunsheng was the first to stand up, first grabbed the female anchor with a broken leg, and pushed it out in the most inconvenient way, "Let the seriously injured ones go first, Xiao Li, give me a hand and help her." Give me a hand."

Xiao Li's muscles stretched to the extreme, he clenched his teeth tightly, took over the female anchor, and pulled her out like a snatch.

"Hey," the female anchor with a broken leg was staggered by him, "Take it easy! What are you doing!"

"Take it easy," Bi Chunsheng said to Xiao Li with meaningful eyes shot out from behind the mirror, "don't panic."

Then, she busily helped several other people out of the car, blocking the mustache all the time, whether intentionally or not.

Xiao Li caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and the plainclothes people at the reception resettlement site began to approach this side.

Bi Chunsheng pushed the last person out of the car, and then he seemed to have just noticed the mustache: "Hey, why is this one still here, come down quickly."

While talking, she was about to jump out of the car, as if she wanted to make room for Mustache.

The field staff have moved—

In a blink of an eye, the mustache suddenly sensed something, and his face showed a fierce look. The moment Bi Chunsheng jumped down, he grabbed her by the back of her neck, lifted the thin middle-aged woman, and dragged her into the car , clutching her neck tightly.

"do not come!"

"Don't move!"

Bi Chunsheng's flower mirror was knocked flying, and he was forced to put his head up.The mustache showed a ferocious face, and a large piece of sacrificial rites began to appear on his bare neck and face. He lifted Bi Chunsheng up, blocking the vitals of his head and neck, and only one crazy eye was exposed.

At 56:[-], the two sides came to a stalemate.

"I strangled her... strangled her! You try... try!" The mustache dragged Bi Chunsheng, and began to shrink back into the car. Bi Chunsheng opened his mouth with difficulty, and was about to say something when the mustache He snapped her neck and blocked her trachea.Bi Chunsheng's face turned red suddenly, his feet off the ground struggled violently, and the mustache said sadly, "I know what your special ability is, shut up."

"Where's the sniper?"

"No, I can't find the angle, the hostage blocked him!"

Xiao Li asked urgently: "Isn't there a 'mithril bullet' that automatically evades ordinary people?"

"That female comrade in the logistics is not an ordinary person, Mithril bullets can't tell them apart!"

56:59:57...[-].

Every time the second hand moves forward by one second, it seems to be urging for life.

57 minutes and 57 seconds, 20 minutes and [-] seconds——

"Director Xiao, the person in charge of the scene asks you whether..."

"what?"

"Whether...uh...does..."

Whether to decide to sacrifice an ordinary employee who has retired to the second line to interrupt this frenzied gloomy sacrifice.

At this time, the headquarters building of the Different Control Bureau was brightly lit, and all eyes were on Xiao Zheng, the chief dispatcher, in the conference room of the headquarters, and the heads of various sub-bureaus were waiting for his order.

They all want him to take care of the overall situation, but they will also be sad when the rabbit dies.

58:50:[-] -

"Director Xiao, there is one minute left!"

Finally Xiao Zheng couldn't avoid it: "You..."

At this moment, Bi Chunsheng raised two fingers in his struggling hands, and made a subtle gesture to the off-court staff.

"Wait! Sister Bi signaled that the target has been recruited."

At 59 minutes and 20 seconds, the female anchor who had been hiding behind the field office in horror suddenly shook twice, and then fell to the ground. Soon, several other "donkey friends" fell down one after another like her, unconscious .

Xiao Li's eyes widened - the pack of wet tissues that Bi Chunsheng handed them!

In 30 seconds, Mustache also staggered obviously. At this moment, Bi Chunsheng, who seemed powerless to fight back, suddenly curled up and slammed back hard.

Mustache grunted in pain, grabbed Bi Chunsheng's hair, and the two wrestled in the small space.

Forty-five seconds, Bi Chunsheng shouted hoarsely: "You have no strength!"

Following her words, Mustache subconsciously let go of his hand, and then he let out a roar, his facial features were distorted beyond human, and he strangled Bi Chunsheng's throat as if struggling for his life.

Ten, nine, eight...

That's too late!

At this moment, the truck started suddenly, and a field worker who didn't know when to go around the front of the truck suddenly grabbed a wheel, and his hands turned into a pair of bear paws. The car was pulled by him with one hand and shook violently.

Mustache, who was already at the end of his strength, suddenly lost his balance.

Five, four...

At the last moment, Mustache supported the car door, struggling desperately.

With the last of his strength, he lifted Bi Chunsheng up!

two……

At this moment, a sweater needle flew out of nowhere and pierced into the veins of the mustache, and the mustache screamed.

One!

Bi Chunsheng fell to the ground and rolled away, coughing so hard that he couldn't breathe-the mustache had a bullet shining silver between his eyebrows.

It's child time!

The silver bullet exploded, and Mustache's entire body was engulfed by the scorching silver light.

For a while, everyone was quiet.

Until a voice broke the dead silence at the headquarters of the Alien Control Bureau.

"Director Xiao, the child is alive, his vital signs are stable, and he is about to be sent to a cryogenic room for surgery."

Xiao Zheng shook his whole body.

Catch up!

At the scene, Xiao Li knelt on the ground with a "plop"—his special ability has always been weak, and he can only move some small objects in the air.

This is the first time in his life that he has successfully attacked someone, and he has lost all strength.

Before Bi Chunsheng breathed out, he fell on the ground speechless, and gave him a thumbs up from a distance.

At the same time, in Chiyuan Hospital, Xuan Ji, who had no concept of time, felt his chains move slightly.

Is it midnight yet?What's the situation now?

At this time, he heard a voice suddenly coming from outside the door: "Director Xuan! We have successfully killed the spell caster!"

Xuan Ji staggered: "Why haven't you left yet! Didn't you say don't get in the way here?"

Ping Qianru said blankly: "But you are here, where do you want me to go, Director Xuan? Even Lao Luo is waiting downstairs..."

Xuan Ji: "You..."

In the blink of an eye, a thought suddenly flashed that something was wrong.

But he couldn't catch it - because the next moment, he heard a chuckle.

Xuan Ji's brain didn't have time to react, and the person instinctively retreated to the corner.

In the white mist and chains, the blood-stained white robe of the demon leader Sheng Lingyuan was instantly covered with sacrificial scriptures, and the dense sacrificial scriptures made him look like he was wearing a black robe.

The iron chains tied to him trembled uncontrollably.

Ping Qianru just struggled to poke her head in. When she saw this scene, she knelt in fright: "Wait! Why is he still here! Sacrifice... Didn't the sacrifice fail?!"

Sheng Lingyuan laughed softly, and then, the chains trapped on his body burst apart, and in an instant, powerful energy exploded from his body, and the tiny icicles condensed in the mist formed knives, slamming into all directions fiercely.

The glass in the hospital building was shattered, and a huge black vortex rose from the sky, sweeping away all the looming stars, thick clouds covered the top, and thunder and lightning flashed.

As far as the eye can see, all the street lamps are like candles blown by the strong wind, and large areas are silent. The dormant birds in the Grand Canyon can't bear it anymore, and frantically flee into the air in groups. He could no longer support himself against the corner of the wall, and knelt on the ground.

However, the expected thousand arrows piercing the heart did not come.

A hand hooked his back, and he was caged in a wide black sleeve. The arrows made of ice brushed past him, leaving behind a shuddering killing intent.

Then, a strange fragrance awakened his sense of smell that was about to crack—completely out of touch with this situation, the smell turned out to be clean, warm and luxurious.

Reminiscent of a palace as warm as spring in a snowy night.

"I'm really..." Sheng Lingyuan flicked his sleeves, shook off the ice in his hands, and gently protected the little demon who was probably underage. He sighed and said, "I look up to you all."