A black figure is sitting on the edge of the tower building, a landmark building in Guangdong Province, which is 600 meters high.
The colorful neon lights reflected a pair of armor, and the person was swinging his legs, as if he was not sitting outside a dangerous tower building, but sitting by a low stream, like a child kicking water. .
"The mother body told me that in addition to the superficial and inherently strong force of force, his power of justice also has another, very powerful ability, which is that he can constantly inspire people with righteous hearts to become his own. The quality of a partner helping oneself.
Our SB Mask, as a tool that has high hopes from the mother body, must also learn from the mother body’s excellent qualities and extraordinary abilities, and know how to find righteous partners to help us do things we cannot do well on our own. No. 33, do you understand? "
Beside the armored figure, a black sphere rolled.
On the hand of the armored figure, a strange crystal mask was condensing.
After the crystal mask is covered with the black sphere, the black sphere makes a not-so-smooth sound.
"clear!"
"Very good, it seems that your virtual personality is functioning normally."
The armored figure inspected it and nodded with satisfaction.
"No. 33, this city will be under your supervision from now on. You must carry out the mission of justice according to the definition of us by the mother body, and shine the light of justice of the mother body in every dark place of this city, so that Darkness and sin have no place here."
The black sphere squirmed, just like when Wu Ke created No. 1. In the same way, No. 33 was born next to No. 1. It listened to the instructions of Big Brother No. 1, but nodded seriously. helmet on.
"You have two tasks. One is to act independently to maintain justice in this city, and the other is to work hard to build a network of evil thoughts around the city.
Before that, you, me, and other SB Masked Guards distributed in different cities would act in a relatively isolated and independent manner.
In addition to the fact that I was given a fragment of the godhead by the mother body and possess a higher level of false face and higher intelligence, you who were created using me as a template still have many immature aspects in terms of intelligence.
Therefore, when you encounter something that confuses your virtual personality, it is best to act according to the priorities imprinted on the persona and given to us by the mother body.
For example, look for help from people who have such responsibilities and wear the above-mentioned clothing to maintain national security, social order, protect citizens' personal and property safety, protect public property, prevent, stop and punish illegal and criminal activities. "
No. 1 took out a cut-out promotional poster and opened it. It showed the official uniforms of various domestic police officers, soldiers, and firefighters.
“These are all potential partners in justice, our tool people, free aftermath workers as tools of the matrix.
On the 33rd, you must learn as soon as possible how to use the wisdom of those righteous partners, tool people, and the ability to deal with vicious events, and collect and store this information in your own mask. I will collect this part when I come next time experiential knowledge.
Then, just like the experiences given by other mask execution units are imprinted in your current mask, share them with subsequent mask execution units created, and share them with those already created in other cities. Masked unit. "
No. 33 nodded the helmet on his head to express his understanding.
“In addition, in the process of disconnecting the evil network connected to me and acting independently, the mother body does not mind that we are born with self-consciousness.
However, one thing we must clearly understand is that the self-awareness we are born with must not violate the first principle set by the mother for us - justice.
If your masked personality later develops a bug that goes against the principles of justice, I will re-create you on the 1st without having to take action from the mother body, take back the number [No. 33], and then create a new one. The masked individual will give your [No. 33] to the other party. "
No. 33, who was just born tonight, tilted his head, looking like he couldn't understand what he meant.
"You don't need to understand this now. You just need to remember your mission. Go ahead and safeguard the justice of this city..."
After hearing the words, No. 33 jumped directly from the tower. As a manufacturing body of the mother body, No. 33 has only one-tenth of the concentration of evil thoughts of No. 1. Its flying speed further dropped, and compared with the slow flight , but the opponent's traveling speed on the ground is faster.
Looking at No. 33 who reached the ground below and quickly disappeared among the buildings, No. 1 also stood up on the tower. The mother body gave it many evil thoughts, but they all wanted to be made into SB masks. The justice enforcement units of the guards are spread to different cities.
Moreover, this also includes leaving a basic amount of evil thoughts for the newly-numbered Masked Guard units to be created, allowing them to build a network of evil thoughts in the areas they are responsible for.
There are still many things to do, but No. 1 has no time to spare. After finishing the arrangement of the masked guards in the largest city in Guangdong Province, it took the national map and continued towards the cities in other states and provinces.
Time has passed, and more than a month has passed. Most cities in this big country in the East have fallen into the cold winter.
The north has long been covered with snow, while the south has received several heavy rains. Now the cold and wet wind wants to get into people's collars and cuffs.
And in this season that can freeze people into dogs, a chase is taking place in a big city near the north.
. . . .
"Hey, the guy in front of you, stop it. We just want to have a chat with you. We don't mean any harm..."
A young man wearing a thick down jacket shouted loudly from behind. His hands were in his pockets, his teeth were chattering in his mouth, and he looked very cold.
His body was a little weird, sliding on the thick snow, as if he was being pushed by the snow. His speed was very fast, but he couldn't catch up with the figure in front of him who was borrowing strength from the surrounding buildings.
The smooth black armor looks like a black panther, but it is a humanoid panther that can fly over walls and fly over walls. Its speed is just like a sharp arrow shot from a fully drawn bow string.
Of course, it's one thing to be quick, but it's another thing entirely to be disobedient and turn a deaf ear to the voice of the young man shouting from behind.
"The guy I'm chasing ignores me at all. No, I can't stand it any longer. Please switch to someone else."
The young man clicked on the headset and spoke directly to the other end of the headset.
"Hold on a little longer. The others have already taken a shortcut to the path ahead. The other party has proven to be a match for us in more than a month. The first one was successfully controlled by the goddess with the retention spell, and was unable to disappear into the shadows. SB Mask has disappeared, we must seize this opportunity to keep each other."
Night had already covered the sky above, and most of the surrounding residential buildings had turned on their lights. At this time of meal, there were no passers-by on the dimly lit and extremely cold streets.
"I feel like I'm not as tired as I am now when I go to the ghost realm of the underworld to fight the ghost king!"
After hearing the voice in the headset, the young man couldn't help but complain, but he did not give up and continued to persevere.
This high-quality chase, which was no slower than a car driving 80 yards, had already been going on in this city for more than half an hour.
Another two minutes passed, and just as the black panther-like armored figure was about to rush through a residential area intersection, a figure quickly ejected from the side and grabbed the black armored figure's waist in mid-air. .
With a bang, the snowdrifts on the roadside flew into the air, but both of them crashed heavily onto it from mid-air.
"Who are you, and why do you want to hinder me..."
"We are from the National CIA, and our purpose is to communicate with the SB Mask Group you represent."
The black armored figure was tightly suppressed on the ground, and Mo Laojiu quickly gave his answer.
"National CIA? Justice... tool? Communicator?"
"Yes, communication. We want to know what the fundamental purpose of your SB Mask's large-scale operations in different cities is?"
Mo Laojiu pressed down on the black armor, but he suppressed the two hands and one leg of the SB masked guard underneath.
However, what makes Mo Laojiu feel a little weird is that during the whole process, he did not encounter any resistance, as if the other party gave up resistance, or what he pressed was just an empty armor with no physical existence inside. That’s all.
"Our purpose is our mission. Our different individuals will uphold justice in the city they are responsible for, so that the brilliance of the mother body can cover the dark and dirty places that cannot be covered by the light of justice in other worlds, and solve all discovered crimes and crimes. Dispel the darkness.
Also, build a link network belonging to SB Masked Guardians like us to cover the city area we are responsible for. Eventually, the independent networks formed one by one will all be linked together to form a network that covers the entire country and spreads to the entire world. A giant network of evil thoughts..."
SB Mask, who was subdued on the ground, explained his mission very honestly.
And these words, to the ears of Mo Laojiu and the young man who stopped to stand aside, had the same effect as throwing a large torpedo into a deep pool, but they exploded in their hearts. flower.
The first thing the two people thought was that this might be a huge conspiracy, because in hidden history, there are many similar things happening, such as doing righteous deeds and good deeds in the name of doing things, but in fact they did not Not personnel matters.
The most famous one is Peach Blossom Spring, which was circulated in the late Jin and early Song dynasties. It was actually an ancient underworld ghost land that appeared in the Qin Dynasty.
In order to avoid the war, the villagers in the Qin Dynasty were tricked by an alchemist into going to a valley and killing them all. However, a brutal human sacrifice ceremony was performed there.
Although it is difficult for something like the Qin Dynasty to happen again in modern times, no one can guarantee that the group of SB Masks who suddenly appeared in the country and continued to carry out various criminal activities may not be the ghost sorcerers in history.
And just when Mo Laojiu was about to ask about the network mentioned by the SB Masked Guard, the voice of the Goddess came from his headset. The old voice said: "My retention spell is about to expire, Mo Laojiu, you You have to think of a way, otherwise, the thing may disappear directly."
Mo Laojiu looked at the young man next to him, and the young man waved his hand: "I'm not familiar with sealing spells, so don't expect me to do anything."
Mo Laojiu turned his head again and looked at the large box on the sled motorcycle he was riding over, which was spinning the Gatling Bodhisattva blessed by his own rebirth mantra.
Obviously, this man is also a fighting man, and he also doesn't know any sealing spells.
So, Mo Laojiu lowered his head helplessly, and said apologetically to the SB Mask who was suppressed by him: "I'm sorry, this Masked Brother, I don't know how to control him, he can disappear directly from the ground. You, so what I have to do now is to seriously injure you first."
This method of controlling serious injuries is also very effective against ghosts. Mo Laojiu believes that he can control the SB Mask under him in this way.
However, he may not have expected that these words would touch the G-spot of the SB Masked Guard underneath him.
"Seriously injured? Intentional injury, judgment, no uniform, you are a bad person..."
"What?"
Mo Laojiu, who raised his hand and was about to punch him down, suddenly felt the huge power erupting from the black-armored guy he had subdued underneath him. Before he could react, the man was bounced away, and right before him When he was about to launch an attack with his raised fist, he was kicked away by a faster whip leg.
With a bang, it hit the wall on the side of the street, and the whole body fell directly into it.
"Mo Laojiu!"
"The bad guys must be dealt with, and the justice process begins..."
"What's going on? The retention spell is gone. Did the other party escape?"
The voice of the goddess came from the young man's earphone.
"No, the other party didn't escape. Mo Laojiu was knocked down by a kick, and the other party targeted me again."
The masked guard glanced at the young man, ignored him, and walked towards Mo Laojiu who fell to the ground.
"Damn, the other party ignored me and walked towards the fallen Mo Laojiu instead."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry and help!"
A roar came from the headset.
"As you can tell, I have already taken action, but it seems to have no effect..."
The young man's face looked a little ugly.
The masked guard's legs over there have been frozen by the ice, but the opponent can easily break the ice on his feet just by raising his feet, and his steps are not blocked at all.
"Damn it, guy over there, you'd better not move, otherwise I'll be rude."
The young man warned.
"Are you also an accomplice?"
The masked guard stopped, turned around and asked.
The next moment, the young man felt a hint of danger...
