Chapter 2342 He is coming back to me now
There are very few sequencers who are good at gene seed combat. This type of sequencer is somewhat similar to hunters who are good at traps, relying on gene seeds to be arranged in advance to target them.
Sequencers that need to be laid out in advance to exert their power are almost impossible to appear in normal battle rounds.
Because of this, people with targeting capabilities are equally rare.
Seeing countless thorns growing outside the security center and in the fire area, everyone in the room could not think of any good way to deal with them.
The security center is not Dongshan. There are not a large number of bulldozers here, and it is impossible to use fire or other methods to deal with it on a rainy night with heavy rain.
The more important problem is that in the current surveillance system, many people have not discovered the perpetrator.
"The distribution direction of thorns outside the guard center is consistent with the direction of the wind. These thorn species should be carried by the wind!"
"The weather forecast in Xijing City is inaccurate. Who can predict the wind direction in a small area?"
"You mean this wind is man-made?"
"And maybe rain!"
"To call upon the wind and rain?"
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The thorns continued to spread on the unhardened ground, but they did not break into the interior of the guard center.
Just like Zhang Xuezhou and others in Zuoteng Villa, modern buildings are completely different from those civil buildings a hundred years ago, and they are difficult to target. Even in the camps outside the security center, no one died at the moment.
Everyone in the monitoring hall could continue to observe and discuss, and did not fall into panic because of the sudden abnormality. They continued to look for possible opponents in the rapidly growing thorn bushes.
As the situation continues to become clearer, some people suddenly think of some strange people in past history who were good at similar skills.
For Zhang Xuezhou and others, what happened a hundred years ago is very far away, but for Zhong Rang, Li Qi and others, it was the big bang event they could hear in their childhood.
"Zodiac?"
Many elderly sequencers in the Twilight Mansion also mentioned this name for the first time.
This was an object that the emperors of their era would personally visit. It was rumored that the Zodiac Immortal could control the wind and rain and could grow abundant grains.
This is also one of the origin directions of modern genetic crops.
Some customs and legends even record the myth of the Zodiac.
But after hearing it, no old man has actually seen Huang Daoxian.
At this time, everyone had some extremely bad guesses in their minds, and they kept looking down at Yuanyuan.
"Who is that person?"
The thorns grow quickly and can reach a height of nearly one meter, and then grow slowly. By the time they reach about 1.5 meters, they have basically finalized their shape. There are many thorns that quickly die, leaving only a bunch of thorn bushes with withered flowers.
Everyone in the monitoring room waited for a full ten minutes before they saw an abnormality in the monitoring.
In the dark rainy night, someone wearing a black raincoat stepped on the thorns.
The sharp thorns on the thorns did not dig into the opponent's soles, and the thick thorn bushes also held up the opponent's body, making the opponent appear light and agile when stepping on the thorn bushes, and when moving, they were like ordinary people running.
"He is behind the scenes?"
"The brain seems to be unopened!"
Zhong Rang and Li Qi exchanged words in a low voice. They glanced at Ren Sheng and then at Song Xianzhong.
But before arrangements could be made, a wave of blood floated out of the head of the person who was stepping on the thorns in the surveillance. His body ran for a few steps under the inertia, and then fell on the thorns.
"It was a bullet fired from the direction of West Eighth District!"
"This man stepped on thorns and ran easily. His sequence strength should not be weak. Who shot him to death?"
"Now that the location of the shooting has been revealed, I'm afraid there is a higher risk in the West Eighth District!"
"There were no gunshots, no fire, and these people had no surveillance to check the injuries of the deceased. It should be impossible to judge the situation as easily as we can!"
"Someone is coming again!"
Wearing a raincoat and running on thorns in the dark is not an exception.
As the first person fell while running towards the bronze turtle, a second figure appeared on the surveillance camera. Without any surprise, the person under surveillance was also shot to death.
The West Eighth District is the external underground camp of the security center. These camps are like underground parking lots, housing various military vehicles, equipment, and supplies, and have an extremely complete security system.
Not only did he kill people, the gunman also changed his location in the bunker outside the West 8th District, and did not set up an ambush as before.
"It should be Song Bul!"
Song Xianzhong muttered in a low voice. After falling into the chaos of his old age, he massacred the Song family. Song Buer's personality also changed drastically at that time, and his behavior was a little crazy.
But Song Buer also possessed extremely high shooting ability after that.
If you exclude people from the older generation like Song Xianzhong and Zhang Xuezhou, whose skill with guns is unknown, Song Buer's shooting level is likely to be second to none in the Red Alliance.
In addition to shooting, Song Buer's gun is undoubtedly the most suitable gun for him, which is definitely better than Song Xianzhong and Zhang Xuezhou.
Judging from Song Buer's current hiding ability, the opponent is almost impeccable in the field of firearms.
The first person fell to the street and died, the second follower also died, and a third person appeared on the thorn bush.
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After being sent to death one after another, Song Buer's true location has obviously not been exposed yet.
Until the ninth person was killed, Ren Shengsheng's communicator vibrated.
"The people who died are all members of the Zhao family in Changqing City. I should have been discovered by them now and evacuated first!"
Song Buer's voice came through the communicator, and before Ren Shengsheng could reply, the other party's communicator had already hung up.
"Zhao family in Changqing City? People from Zhao Changqing?" Li Yingbo asked suspiciously.
"I've known for a long time that there was something wrong with the Zhao family. These damn bitches pretended to deny it last time!"
Zhu Liangping got up angrily, only hating that he was soft-hearted at that time and did not purge many big families in Changqing City because of the Zhang Qiao En incident.
"Don't worry, wait a moment!"
Wang Haoran took a breath and pulled the angry Zhu Liangping back.
Zhu Liangping is personable under normal circumstances, but after experiencing the bad events in Changqing City, Zhu Liangping sometimes loses control of his emotions.
Now that Zhu Liangping was yelling and swearing in front of many committee members and the older generation, it was obvious that he had lost control again.
Wang Haoran grabbed Zhu Liangping's hands tightly. When he noticed Zhu Liangping's bloodshot eyes, which looked at him coldly, Wang Haoran felt a chill in his heart.
"It turns out you were behind the bad things and set up a trap to target me!"
Zhu Liangping stared at Wang Haoran coldly, his eyes slowly turned to look around, then focused on the screen in the monitoring hall, and then he made an extremely hoarse voice.
"Since you're here, show your face for real, why bother using someone else's body to make people laugh!"
Anyone who has seen related situations in the Zuo family, or heard about it later, will not be alarmed by Zhu Liangping's strangeness.
Wang Haoran just called "Old Ren". After Ren turned around and paid attention, he had already determined Zhu Liangping's physical condition.
He looked at Zhu Liangping, whose neck was stiff and stiff, and his body slowly assumed the posture of the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique.
"Hey!"
Zhu Liangping did not choose to respond to Ren Sheng, nor did he choose to strike. Instead, he let out bursts of weird laughter.
As the laughter disappeared, Zhu Liangping showed a frightened face.
"It's the transparent bead I saw in Changqing City. He said before that he remembered my face, and now he's back to find me." Zhu Liangping said with a look of horror on his face: "How long has it been?"
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Wang Haoran did not respond, Zhu Liangping glanced at the time on the monitor.
There was a wave of fear in his heart.
Living a day like a year is an adjective for a long time, and everything he experienced was more terrifying than living a day like a year.
In just over ten seconds, he was no different from his previous encounter in Changqing City. His mind was once again immersed in Zhu Wei's appearance before his death. In this short period of time, Zhu Liangping felt that more than ten days had passed.
If Ren Sheng's dragon-elephant fighting skills hadn't broken this situation, Zhu Liangping felt that he would either go crazy if he was immersed in it, or his mind would become numb and fall into aging and death after a long time, leaving only the skin of a walking corpse.