Cyber ​​Fantasy: Dragon Elves and Mortals

Honeycomb Nightclub, No. 18th Floor.

In front of the inferior one, a bunch of people had fallen scattered.

This was not expected.

Ordinary people - or even illegal psychics, once approached by an inferior person, have almost no room for resistance.

No matter how thick the shield is, no matter how strong the prosthetic body is... no matter how monster-like muscles are, or the huge combat machinery controlled by the "pilots", they have no meaning in front of the inferior.

Just touch...

Yes, just one touch.

He squatted down extremely lightly and leaned back, dodging an electric steel whip that was thrown at an angle.

Just like a boxer.

The inferior one approached like lightning and delivered a very light and fast jab.

It's like a fight between lovers, or the force of a pat on the shoulder when an old friend meets on the road - you can't even feel the pain.

But the body of the person who was attacked suddenly froze, tensing up as if he had felt some fear in advance.

But at this time, the inferior one stretched out his hands.

His pair of iconic black leather gloves had been taken off at some point, revealing his slender and powerful hands.

It didn't look like the hands of someone who was constantly involved in combat.

There are no calluses for holding weapons, but he is not slender, but has a healthy shape.

Judging from the appearance, it is more likely to be thought of as a pianist.

But perhaps only the bad ones know how many lives these hands have indirectly taken away so far.

--Snapped.

Follow the low-fives of the inferior.

The body of the person he attacked suddenly stiffened and fell down.Sparks burst out from the prosthetic body on his body, and he was paralyzed.

And those who were lying limp on the ground suddenly trembled, and their already damaged prosthetic bodies further cracked.

But even so...someone has already gotten up again.

Coupled with the continuous influx of people, the inferior frowned.

As long as these people don't pull out long-range weapons, they pose no threat to the inferior ones.But it is not convenient for the bad guy to kill him... This will allow these people to take advantage of him and keep coming to interfere with him.

They move very slowly.It can even be said to be leisurely...or rather, walking slowly and deliberately.

But the bad ones can knock people down easily, but they can't knock them back.They just use their bodies to pile up here, and the inferior ones can't go anywhere.

It was impossible to push them away directly - after all, they held high-voltage electric batons in their hands.

It can even be said that if they all pounced on him, it would be difficult for the bad ones to hold back... But because of this, he knew even more clearly that these people just wanted to hold him back.

If the fight continues like this, there will be no end.

After all, your physical strength is not unlimited, and your movements will start to become sluggish sooner or later... One mistake, and you might actually be caught.

However, he wasn't too worried.

Based on the experience of the inferior, this is probably just a boring warm-up activity.Warm-up entertainment awaits until the real mastermind is ready.

"——I said so."

The iron mask on the child's face suddenly made a dull, blurred, altered voice: "You really hate 'heroes', so you sent that newcomer to perform the mission, right?"

After the iron mask spoke, the zombie-like crowd that was slowly approaching suddenly stopped.

"Oh, that's not true."

The inferior responded coldly: "Although he is also a hero, that child is an 'unconscious hero'. He does not yearn for heroes, nor does he hate heroes. This state is the safest.

"I didn't expect that you could actually say such words..."

"I don't fully believe it. After all, I can't rule out that it's acting."

"so what?"

A dull, instrument-modified voice came from the iron mask: "So what are you going to do?"

"That is to say... I can come and play with you for a while. But it's best not to touch him yet."

The inferior one cracked his fingers and made a crack of knuckles.

A light blue shimmer ignited under his pupils, which was a luster similar to aquamarine: "Now that you have started to communicate with me, shouldn't this boring farce end?"

This was the third time that he had fought against the leader of the "Veil of Ignorance".

The first time, the other party kidnapped a little boy on the middle floor of Xingfu Building; the second time, he kidnapped a girl on the middle floor of the hospital.

That person is using these children to force the inferior to play nasty "games" with him.

Those two times were similar to now.

Inside that iron mask, there is a very sophisticated program bomb.

If you try to take off the iron mask directly, or make the child's height rise or fall half a meter higher than it is now... the bomb will explode.

Because of the special psychic power of the bad guy, if he uses all his psychic powers to attack others, the mask will explode; and if he tries to take off the mask of any "follower", or ignores him and runs away directly, this iron The masks will also be exploded by remote control.

The range of the explosion wouldn't be too high - it would just kill the child.

This is the "forced withdrawal penalty" provided by the other party to the inferior.

But of course the inferior will not be willing.

The mask can only be removed after the bad guy follows instructions and completes the opponent's "game"... but it still explodes after the countdown ends.

The first game was "hide and seek".The bad guy must quietly knock down six people who are hiding from him within the specified range and without causing a commotion in the Happy Mansion, obtain a letter from them, and finally spell out a secret command.

This is not difficult for the inferior.He completed the task with ease, and the ultimate answer was "SHABBY"...his name.

——From that moment on, the inferior person realized that the other party was coming for him.

The second game was much more difficult than the first.

The game called "Bandit" requires the bad guy to crouch in the elevator, wait for the elevator to be called away, and snatch the thing from the hand of the first person who enters the elevator, and bring it to this girl - - Repeat this until "five materials" are gathered.If something is stolen or taken back, it doesn’t count this time... and continues to accumulate to five types.

It seems that there is no difficulty...but in the hands of the five people, some hold emergency medicine, some hold medical records and documents, some hold crutches, and...there is also a wife, Holding her child in her hand.

The bad guys realized then.

The other party's purpose is to make him lower his bottom line step by step - to make the inferior gradually do more and more excessive things.

This kind of bad and playful behavior is more like seeking personal revenge than "letting the symbol of the inferior be knocked down".Because the other party did not even notify reporters, and also asked the bad guys not to seek help from the execution department.

In this way, even if the mask really explodes... it has nothing to do with the bad guy.

Because no one knew it had anything to do with him.

——But the inferior will never allow himself to escape.

Even if he escapes, no one will know, and a bad person would never want to deceive himself like this.

In that case, what's the difference between it and those wastes?

The iron mask gave out a sharp and strange laugh, and a 15-minute countdown suddenly flashed on his forehead:

"The game this time is very simple, there are no complicated rules...or in other words, there are no rules."

"What do you mean?"

"15 minutes. The bomb will explode in 15 minutes, but let me tell you directly... This bomb is driven by the matrix, the interface protocol is TPT, and it needs to be physically linked with a magnetic decoder. As long as there is a psychic hacker If you are willing to enter this mask, you have a chance to prevent the explosion.

"But until then, these 'workers' will be plodding along, trying to attack the psychic hacker.

"And this time the bomb... will be slightly heavier. At least it won't be a problem if everyone on this floor is killed here. If this floor collapses... maybe the people above will also die."

The masked voice said lightly.

"...Are you going to blow up even your own followers?"

The inferior person had a sullen face and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that they will choose to rebel after hearing this?"

"Then guess, why am I just telling you the rules of the game now?"

Under the iron mask, there was a laugh that was so hearty that it was almost crazy: "After entering your space, they have suppressed their hearing to a thousand percent according to the illegal prosthetics and long-lasting chips I provided. [-]. Allow the body to recover quickly. Although your psychic energy can still cause damage to the prosthetic body, it can no longer cause permanent knockdown attacks on them.

"Or there is another solution. That is to kill the child directly. The bomb countdown may stop, but the program will collapse immediately.

"——This game is called Caged Bird.

"The moment you open the cage, there is only freedom - or death.

"How would you choose?"