Sell Evil

The huge suitcase that flew out of the building landed on the street. There was no scratch on the suitcase, but the road was cracked. The pedestrians were shocked by the high-altitude operation of the snake just now, and no one paid attention to the box.

A few minutes later, the siren sounded from the street not far away. It is not surprising that the police will arrive in time for government surveillance cameras on almost every road in this busy urban area.

However, there is a man who comes faster than the police. He is a tall, thin black man with a bald head, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, and is not very conspicuous. He swiftly walked through the crowd, went straight to the box on the ground, picked up the accountant's suitcase, and walked towards the building with a clump.

The front door of the building is made of tempered glass, which has been closed by security guards at the moment. The elevators and staircase entrances on the 14th to 28th floors have been locked. Such buildings with electronic access control systems must be completely closed. It can be done in minutes.

The black man kept at his feet, walked quickly to the building, looked up to confirm which floor the accountant and consultant had just entered, and then waved his arms to take out the accountant's big box and directly smashed the door. This move attracted all the security guards in the lobby, and they didn't talk nonsense. They picked up the short sticks they were wearing and pounced on them.

Taking off the hat and throwing it off, he also took off the sunglasses. The black man's face had no eyebrows and was scarred. "Excuse me ..." As he said, he kept the closest security guard closest to himself. Slap and flew out: "Which elevator should I take to the ninth floor?"

One of the security guards running behind recognized him, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted, "Don't go! He's Speyton!"

In fact, he didn't have to say anything, anyway, just now the early bird had been spitting in a 20-meter mouth with one palm and spit foam. Who wouldn't slow down and weigh again?

Gaston continued to walk forward: "Since you dare not stop me, answer my question."

When the security guards saw him step forward, they could only step back and keep a distance from him, and then turned away.

"As a sinner who defected from the headquarters, he didn't have to find a puppet to hide. How dare he kill him." A man in a suit and leather clothes came to the lobby. His voice was like a sedative, eliminating security. Fear on their faces.

"The defection is just your wishful thinking. I am a mercenary, and my position can be changed at any time." Sparton scooped up the box that he had just thrown in again. "It seems that you are planning to do two tricks with me and have not yet consulted ... "

"Meng Qi, Captain of the Cavaliers." Meng Qi replied; "You don't have to report yourself, 'night knight', Mark Spellton, you and the invaders upstairs are a group, thanks for your gift, This base has to be abandoned. So before HL's people arrive, there are still many things to be destroyed, and you are one of them. "

Spellton didn't seem to even put down the box. He pulled out a kerosene lighter from the inside pocket of his jacket with one hand, shook off the metal shell, and wiped out the flame: "When it comes to destroying things, I'm happy to help you. . "When the last word was spoken from his mouth, the lobby was instantly dark, except for the lighter's flame, there was no light source left.

The time at this moment is still daylight. From the outside to the inside, the first floor of the building seems to be blocked by a black light curtain.

Meng Qi heard the name of the overnight knight, but knew nothing about his ability. He estimated that this was some kind of power that restricted the vision of others. Although it was tricky, it was not difficult to deal with.

He rushed straight to the place where the flame was, and split it with one palm. There was a small spark in the darkness, and the sound of gold and iron was heard.

The next second, the security guards' flashlights lit up in the dark and shone here, but Sparton was holding a suitcase, blocking it like a shield, preventing Meng Qi's hand knife .

"It turned out to be a mutant ... this kind of force is almost equal." Sparton had thought about it, he turned a half circle, threw the lighter in his hand up, and then pointed at Meng Qi's head Quickly punched two punches, but this lightning-like jab was hit on the left arm of Meng Changji to protect his face.

Meng Qi ’s outside of the forearm of both hands, the hardness from the tip of his little finger to the elbow is close to the alloy, and the blade protruding like a blade, can be described as a combination of blade and hand. Fortunately, Sparton gave a jab. If you use a heavy punch, when your fist and the arm knife touch, your phalanx will break.

"It doesn't look like it's not copper or iron, it's not a sword, it's just a stiff arm." Sparton caught the falling lighter and swung his tail to the door of Meng Qi.

Hand in hand, Meng Qi has absolute self-confidence. His variants are basically five-touch and strong. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com its arm knife disease, fast, spirit, and profit. Although it is counted as a leveling ability, it is not much weaker than He Yi, which is not good at melee, in terms of strength. In terms of fighting skills, he is a lot ahead of him, so he In order to stand out among the elite knights, they became captains of the Cavaliers with the same level of strength.

What a pity he underestimated Sparton. The foot of the night knight was really not fast. Meng Qi bent his arms up and blocked it in front of him. He was steadily prevented, but half a second after the force, Meng Qi's feet left the ground. A huge thrust hit the fly and broke the ceiling and went directly to the second floor.

Bisparton closed the lighter, the darkness disappeared, and the lobby brightened again. He picked up the box and moved on. When he passed the guard who was so scared and scared, he dropped a sentence: "No need to lead the way, I see. The elevator over there is on the first to thirteenth floors."

Uh ...

The thirteenth floor of the building, five minutes ago.

He Yi touched the pared scalp on his forehead. Although it was a very thin layer and there was no bleeding, his hairstyle was basically ruined. Anyway, he can be regarded as the first master of steel precepts in Kaifeng. Of course, his temper will not be small, how can he tolerate this group of unknown people to make multiple attempts here.

"Convenient?" He glared at the snake and said, "Huh ... you might as well ask me to stay alive."

Ten knights next to He Yi raised their right arms, pressed their left hands on their right wrists, and aimed the gambling snake with a cannon (a mass-produced shooting weapon made by steel commandments) hidden in their sleeves.

"So ...". The snake beast stretched out with its arms stretched, its legs close together, and the figure leaned back like a cross, and fell out of the building again.

Just as the knights wondered whether he was running away or committing suicide, seven or eight grenades flew in from the window ...