The Collection of The End

【——AD.1999.5.21——】

The hive, the hall on the first floor.

"Success in sneaking?" Trinity glanced at Anderson with a smile.

"Um..." Anderson adjusted his black trench coat and looked around.

Walls with mottled bullet holes, broken glass and broken building structures, as well as comatose security guards who lay on the ground and made faint painful noises from time to time.

"Yes," he raised his eyebrows: "Successfully dived."

"The team of special police officers we attacked will wake up soon, don't waste time." Murphys didn't plan to tell a joke with them, moved his wrists, and walked to the elevator on the side of the hall.

"Tank? Can you analyze the terrain upstairs?" Trinity followed behind and pressed her ear.

"[No...squeaky...your...squeaky...interference...seriously...squeaky]" There were waves of white noise in the headset.

"Don't force it, this kind of important location is difficult to hack into, and may be anti-tracked. Then we will temporarily cut off contact when we move inside." Trinity responded.

"[...OK...]" The tank disconnected from communication.

drop.

Morpheus pressed the button to call the elevator, then took his hand and waited there.

"Uh, Morpheus, you can go back now," Anderson persuaded, "After you appear in the surveillance on the first floor, the agents will know that the wrong person was caught, and the girl's life will not be a problem. Now, as long as we go to rescue her."

"What if they think I am a fake fake?" Morpheus remained motionless.

"That's... uh." Anderson still wanted to argue, but he put himself in the position for a moment, and found that if it was himself, it was indeed impossible to retreat.

"To change the subject, we can just go directly up the elevator like this, no problem? The other party should arrange for a manual ambush." ​​Anderson looked at the declining number above the elevator door.

"Don't worry, they still respect the laws of physics in most cases," Trinity responded this time: "If they ambush on which floor, we will pierce the ceiling of the elevator and climb with bare hands."

"This sport sounds really extreme." Although Anderson still has doubts, since the veterans have said so, he can only think they are very sure about it.

Ding.

At the end of the number, the elevator door slowly opened, and Anderson subconsciously raised his fist to guard, but he did not see the special police who expected to have a live ammunition rush out.

"They will no longer send low-combat security and special police to deal with us. The next opponent can only be an agent." Morpheus walked into the elevator without hesitation.

"Well, their strength is the same as in the analog program?" Anderson and Trinity also followed into the elevator and watched Morpheus click the number on the 33rd floor.

"The strength of the'simulated agents' is updated every time we contact with real agents. If we have to compare them, only high and not low," Murphys replied, "However, the purpose of our trip is to save people. Rather than fighting a life-and-death battle with agents, the odds of winning are fairly high."

"I hope so-oh?!" Anderson wanted to say something, but the elevator under his feet suddenly accelerated, almost staggering to the ground.

"Be careful! They modified the elevator data and plan to send us directly to the top floor!" Trinity leaned on the wall with one hand and warned loudly.

"Very good! Follow the plan!" Morpheus replied immediately.

what's the plan? What is planned?

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Boom!

The box elevator slammed into the ceiling of the elevator shaft at an extremely high speed that was completely separated from the elevator itself, and the resulting violent explosion bombarded the walls of the entire elevator shaft.

"Ah...Is the so-called plan "breaking the ceiling"?"

Accompanied by a whispered complaint, the three men in black windbreakers descended from directly above the destroyed elevator shaft like three black giant falcons.

And in front of their foothold, three agents in sunglasses and black suits were waiting there.

"Morpheus, I didn't expect you to come to the ‘Hive’ to snare yourself," a strong agent stepped forward: "Since you’re here, don’t want to leave easily."

"You can try." Morpheus responded coldly.

"Trinity, the IRS has been wanted for you for a long time, and it seems that I will take the bounty." Another agent who was shorter, looked at Trinity.

"I have no plan to honor it, and I plan to increase it a bit more." Trinity also responded.

"Ah... isn't this Mr. Anderson? It seems that your opponent is me." The last agent, who is not tall but has fairly large arms, looked at Anderson.

"No, you are not my opponent." Anderson helped his sunglasses.

At this moment, not only the agents, but even Murphys and Trinity turned their heads to look at Anderson slightly, and there is no doubt that Anderson won the battle by exchanging ruthless words.

"Go to hell!" The thick-armed agent who was clearly aware of this rushed towards Anderson with a lunge, and the fist wind even hit a sonic boom.

Heavy punch in the middle! Follow-up will take the next light leg!

Anderson blocked the blow with his arms together, and then pressed down. Sure enough, he caught the foot that the thick-armed agent was trying to shovel, and then took advantage of the opponent's shortcoming, and directly pulled his ankle back and slammed his posture too low. The thick-armed agent directly pulled down, and then yelled, "Wow!" He flew a kick to the opponent's waist and kicked him out on the spot.

This series of actions were all completed within three seconds, and the people and agents who were watching here did not even have time to look away.

"Where are you looking!" Trinity was the first to react. She jumped directly in front of the short agent, hitting him on the head with a string of upper jabs. Although the short agent was timely After reacting, he was still beaten several times, and even the sunglasses on his face were blown out.

"Drink!" After being beaten back a few steps, the little agent finally caught the opportunity and put a pose like an eagle's claw in front of his face. It seemed that as long as Trinity continued to attack with the jab, he could grab it. Her arm came back.

But it's a pity that Trinity, who had finished a set of punches, had already withdrawn two steps, and the eagle claws caught nothing.

The short agent was using his posture, feeling bad and was about to change his move, but saw Trinity, who was out of the boxing range in front of him, came and flipped on the spot, threw his long legs like a whip, and hit the short agent directly from bottom to top. On the chin, he kicked him into the air for half a metre, and then Trinity landed and turned, and then took a forward elbow to knock out the short agent who had just fallen, and hit him with the thick-armed agent who was kicked by Anderson. together.

Anderson and Trinity glanced at each other in recognition, and looked at Murphys together.

"Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, Morpheus just used a series of personal skills to cause the strong agent to lose his balance, and another back blow knocked him down on the spot. He raised his head and looked at Anderson and Trinity, seeming to understand something:

"This guy is too heavy to fly."

"...We didn't plan to let you kick him over to make up a bunch."