Chapter 179 Look at What You Have Done

Chapter 179 Look at what you have done

"Name?"

"Huaishi."

"gender?"

"Ahem, man."

On the chair in the office, Huai Shi twisted a little uneasy, raised her hand and asked: "Wait a minute, are we opening a new volume?"

"Huh?" The registrant behind the desk looked up suspiciously, unable to understand what he was saying.

"No, nothing."

After reviewing the Book of Destiny, Huai Shi was relieved to find that there was no sudden division of volumes, as it was fine not to open a volume, and the plot was still under her control.

He had had enough of the sudden hyper-expansion.

Behind the desk, the young man with glasses looked at him suspiciously. After a moment of silence, he pointed to Huai Shi's helmet: "I think it's better for you to take that off."

"Uh, forget it..."

Huai Shi didn't know how to explain it, so she could only murmur for a long time before saying, "I'm afraid of life."

"..."

The registrant's expression twitched, "All right."

"By the way, where was that lady just now?" Huai Shi asked curiously.

"I don't know. I came back crying and ran away again. What happened?" The young man scratched his head: "I also came here to take over the job. Please forgive me for any mistakes or omissions."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's the first time for everyone." Huai Shi waved her hand, spread it out on the chair, and listened to the hustle and bustle outside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I ran so fast that no one knew where I was.

"What's going on outside?" the young man asked with a frown.

"I don't know, maybe it's a fight?" Huai Shi whistled innocently. Anyway, no one could clearly see his guilty conscience through the mask: "The Jinling branch is really chaotic."

"Yeah..." The recorder sighed with emotion, "Where did we just talk?"

"Take off the helmet."

"No, more in front."

"gender."

"Oh, oh, yes, gender, male..." The registrant hastily lowered his head to record, then raised his head and asked, "For the convenience of unified management and all considerations when assigning tasks, can you show your soul ability and rank? ?”

Seemingly aware of Huai Shi's hesitation, he hurriedly said, "Please rest assured, all these will be recorded in the confidential file and kept absolutely confidential."

Keep it a secret.

Lao Liu’s lesson from the past is ahead, and his bloody and tearful reminder is still in my ears: If you don’t want to be transferred to some secret department to work overtime until you die, then don’t appear to be how useful and unique your abilities are.

Therefore, Huai Shi raised her head, and said sincerely: "Second-level, gold-level sublimation, the stigmata is a small lineage called mountain ghost, the ability is to grow grass, as for the soul... it is to conjure a knife, you see. "

As he said that, Huai Shi stretched out his hand, and a sacrificial knife appeared in his hand. As he poked forward, he poked it into the potted plant on the table, and immediately a prickly pear grew out...

"Uh... ok."

The recorder moved his pen like flying, and finished the recording quickly. When he looked up, he saw that Huai Shi was still poking his potted plant, which kept growing prickly pears. As if afraid that he would not believe it, the corners of his eyes twitched: "It's ok, please don't poke again." gone."

"Oh, okay." Huai Shi withdrew her hand.

The voice of the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Excuse me, answer the phone." The recorder smiled awkwardly.

Just when he was on the phone, Huai Shi looked around this exquisite office. Although it was small, it was very delicately dressed, and many places were thoughtful, as if she was a girl.

There are still potted plants on the table, which is full of interest in life.

"Okay, I've made arrangements here, and the work will be over soon." The recorder looked at the time again: "Well, when I am free, it will be ten past eight."

The phone hangs up.

"By the way, what's the name?" Huai Shi asked.

"Wind review."

The young recorder smiled and adjusted his glasses: "The wind of the wind, the evaluation of the evaluation...ah, no need to introduce yourself, I already know that your name is Huai Shi."

"OK, I have officially entered your information into the background." He got up and stretched out his hand to Huai Shi: "You can check your own records on your phone later, and the security department will activate your authority and The account number and internal merit points on the Metatron Cube, I wish you smooth operations in the future."

"Thanks."

Huai Shi shook his hand politely.

That's it for registration.

A big stone fell in his heart.

By the time Ai Qing found Huai Shi, it was already two hours after the meeting ended.

At eight o'clock in the evening.

As if lost, Huai Shi has already wandered into the kitchen.

"Where did you go?" Ai Qing frowned and asked, "Didn't you agree that I would wait in the lounge?"

"This..." The masked man's tone became strange: "It's a long story."

"Forget it, it's good if you're not in the lounge." Ai Qing shook her head unhappily: "Now the quality of the surrounding operators is so poor that they actually fight in groups in the branch, and some of them are hung on the wall one by one. Well... do you know what's going on?"

"..." The masked man fell silent.

Ai Qing frowned, as if sensing something was wrong, but immediately heard the sound of the phone vibrating violently.

Emergency mobilization order.

All the staff gathered and set off to deploy the surrounding defenses.

—The trail of Green Sun has been found.

The location is in a huge hotel next to Xuanwu Lake,

Ten minutes ago, it was confirmed that there were traces of Green Day members moving, and then ten minutes later, the preparations for the operation were completed and everyone was in place.

Under the shroud of shadows, the special operations team from Trench Prison, the sublimator troop named 'Original Darkness' has entered the hotel with a huge luggage, except for a dark shadow on the floor. Pass.

"One is in place."

"The whiteboard is in place, what kind of fucking code name is this?"

"The second cake is in place, the sparrow said, this is called doing as the Romans do, and the folk customs of Dongxia are so profound."

"Dasixi is in place. By the way, why am I called Dasixi?"

"Everything is in place, the monitoring has been shared, and I want to eat Xiaolongbao."

"Eat later, don't talk about food when you are working, okay?" A helpless voice sounded from the channel: "The sparrow is in place."

"Everyone is here, where is the target?"

"There are seven in total, all in suites on the ninth floor. The structure is as shown in the picture. There are alarm agencies in the corridor, but there is no trace of the escapee...Also, they seem to be packing their things and preparing to leave."

"It's not too late, let's act quickly. One and Baiban are responsible for fire support, Da Sixi and Qing Yise are responsible for border isolation, and the others...the others are free to do whatever they want."

Sparrow dropped the bulging travel bag in his hand, took out a long gun and short cannon from it, and threw it to his companions beside him: "Jiulian Baodeng and I are in charge of the intrusion. It says to catch alive or clean up everything?"

"No."

"If you don't say it, half of it will be a deadly move, and half of it will depend on luck."

After putting on the bulletproof vest, the sparrow pulled the bolt of the pump-action shotgun in his hand: "It's not easy to be a social animal. You take a good rest, sing songs and eat cheese fondue. If you are told to come to work, you will come to work." , there is no buffer time at all... Hey, do you have any rest on weekdays?"

"Work overtime often."

"What is a sabbatical?"

"What is fondue?"

"No, what's a vacation?"

The teammate's response made the expression under the sparrow's mask even more helpless: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask... Everyone is a social animal of the Astronomical Society when alive, and a ghost animal of the Astronomical Society after death. It's not easy."

"Signal cut off preparation, countdown, five, four..."

The sparrow stood still in the room, took a deep breath, and looked at the Nine Treasures Lantern beside him—the Nine Treasures Lantern, as burly as a giant, put on his helmet, and raised the large shield and A heavy thrusting high-frequency ax twisted its neck.

There was a crunching sound.

In the empty room, lights flickered.

On and off during the countdown.

After illuminating the hole in the mask, the sparrow's eyes gradually turned cold.

"three."

"two."

"one."

In an instant, silence came.

Everyone suddenly heard a sharp sound that seemed to pierce the eardrums. From the roar, the whole building shook, and the huge ninth floor was instantly covered by shadows.

The depth index climbed rapidly.

Under the operation of the outside world, the great mystery Zarathustra was carefully separated by a crack, and in an instant, the physical rules here were shrouded in darkness under the rapid rise of the depth index.

At the last moment, the sparrow smiled hoarsely in the darkness.

"Let's Party!"

boom!

Under their feet, the solid floor fell apart in an instant.

The countless broken masonry and concrete structures split rapidly, turning into thick dust, which fell down with the two figures like a torrential rain.

From among the countless dancing dust, the sparrow glimpsed startled faces.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of gunfire sounded.

The alchemy gunpowder burst out with hot poisonous fire, driving countless tiny iron balls to fly out, drawing radiant silver light in the darkness.

In front of the rainstorm-like radiating silver light, all flesh and blood were torn apart, smashed like rotten tomatoes in a blender, and the blood plasma flew out.

And the sparrow had already landed, showing a smile to those shocked Kongkong through the mask, raised the breech of the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger again.

A deeper darkness struck.

From the hoarse screams and roars, there were continuous dull bangs and the roar of gunshots, the terrifying sound of knives and axes chopping flesh, and the silvery light of the shotgun bursts one after another.

But soon, the gunshots and loud noises had all dissipated.

In less than five seconds, the darkness gradually thinned.

Instead, there was a shocking scarlet, and countless broken limbs turned the messy room into a nightmare like hell.

And the sparrow was standing in hell, stepping on the pool of blood, with the scorching gun barrel on the forehead of the last survivor.

Chi chi sound.

"Don't make fools of yourself, and don't run around blindly. You save trouble, and I don't worry, understand?"

Sparrow squatted down and looked at his face, as if he wanted to say something to surrender, but soon he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, look into my eyes—"

So, done.

In the crisp sound of the lighter, under the mask the sparrow lifted, the cigarette in his mouth was lit, and the flickering light illuminated that disgustingly handsome face, as well as the impenetrable deep sad.

"According to the original vacation plan, I should be receiving hair growth treatment in Rome at this time...but I have to run back to clean up the garbage."

Thinking of this, Liu Dongli's eyes turned red with anger:

"—look at what you're doing!"

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