Tower A of the Twin Towers, a landmark building in the never-sleeping city of Country A's trade center, has now become the stronghold of the Hidden Alliance.
The government of country A has tried almost every method to regain this place. Over the past year, the government of country A has lost a division of the army, hundreds of special police officers, more than a dozen groups of mercenaries, five level 6 experts, and several middle and low-level abilities. Or, such a huge price only replaced 1 Hidden League cadre and 7 Hidden League members. After all, the Hidden League has a large amount of Gu Fan's blood, and they can be saved as long as they don't die on the spot.
The person sitting here is none other than Bai Ye, the leader of the Hidden Alliance.
As a result, the Twin Towers became famous and became the most watched Hidden Alliance stronghold. As long as the four words "Twin Towers" are included in the news headline, it will immediately become a hot search. In order to attract attention, some Internet celebrities even went to the scene to live broadcast and committed suicide. Fortunately, the hidden alliance seemed to have the ability to distinguish the authenticity and killed only those who approached with ulterior motives and spared the clowns who entertained the public.
Yinmeng's tolerant approach has only fueled the arrogance of these Internet celebrities seeking death. Two months ago, a small Internet celebrity named "Orange Adventure" ignored the warning and tried to break into the Twin Towers. After Bai Ye used space displacement to teleport to other cities, it immediately attracted an endless stream of imitators, because The first person to do this has become a big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans.
At this point, the Hidden Alliance finally stopped holding back. If any cat or dog could break into their base camp, what privacy would there be? After killing more than a dozen Internet celebrities who wanted to be popular rather than die, the storm subsided. Now no one dares to stay near the Twin Towers.
At twelve o'clock in the night, Guo Jia appeared on the top floor of Tower B of the Twin Towers dressed in black. He didn't know where he got a torn cloak, hanging on his body and dancing in the evening breeze.
Yinmeng only occupies Tower A of the Twin Towers, while Tower B of the Twin Towers is empty. Opposite is the lair of terrorists. How can anyone dare to work here? What's more, the government of country A has been organizing attacks in recent years, and the floors of the two twin towers still have unpatched bullet holes and fractures.
"I found the way to let you leave. I never really had it coming. I can't be in the sight of you..."
Light and melodious music was playing in the Bluetooth headset. Guo Jia walked to the edge of the rooftop with confident steps. He silently took off the headset and took out the white fox mask he bought when he transferred to J country.
"Hehe, if this fails, I will speak a few words in J Mandarin and pretend to be from J Mandarin." Guo Jia said with a sly smile.
Guo Jia has three purposes for this trip: 1. To assassinate Bai Ye and avenge Abu; 2. To find out the whereabouts of Gu Fan; 3. To recapture the Shackle Sword.
Each of these three goals is more difficult than the last, especially the third one, which requires Bai Ye to take out the Shackle Sword from the void, which means that Guo Jia must face off against Bai Ye.
Guo Jia took a deep breath, put on the mask with one hand, stepped on the edge of the rooftop with one foot, and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
Information visualization ☑ Path navigation map ☑ High energy early warning ☑ Three-dimensional mimic pixel image ☑ Omniscient cloud-speed information processing ☑ Mental shielder ☑
Guo Jia's field of vision has undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant. Building condition information, personnel movements, monitoring layout, blind spots, etc., everything is available at a panoramic view!
Guo Jia's smile froze, turned around and went downstairs, muttering: "What's going on with these people? They don't rest so late. Forget it, come back tomorrow."
Night two.
"The club isn't the best place to find a lover. So the bar is where I go. Me and my friends at the table doing shots. Drinking fast and then we talk slow..."
Same time, same place, only the music playing in the headphones is different. Following the melody of the music, Guo Jia came to the corner of the rooftop with elegant steps.
After seeing the situation in the building clearly, Guo Jia was immediately dumbfounded: no one in the stronghold was still awake, and seemed to be on guard for something.
"Is it possible that the government of country A is going to take some action again?" Guo Jia murmured to herself, holding her chin.
After hesitating for a moment, Guo Jia ran away again. Even if he had a mental shield, he would not dare to wait here.
Night three.
"Baby, Get on my cadilac. Oh no, I wanna dance my cha-cha. 街で噂の心くちセクシー・ギャル. 干いinducingいはねつけるスパイシー・ギャル.花の金曜日匂It's a good thing , Good good night..."
Rooftop catwalks have become a routine for Guo Jia. This time he deliberately postponed the time by an hour, but Tower A of the Twin Towers was still brightly lit, and more than fifty Yin Alliance members, including Bai Ye, were still awake.
"Tsk, what's going on?" Guo Jia asked in surprise.
Realizing that something was wrong, Guo Jia began to carefully look through the information of each member of the Hidden Alliance in the building. After a while, he showed a look of surprise and said with a comfortable smile: "It's easy to be broad, I see." How long can you hold on!"
Guo Jia finally found out the reason why the Hidden League people stayed up late every day: Leon Tomino, 22 years old, a member of the Hidden League, B-class brain development ability user, development level: level 4, ability: prophet of the undead. . . . . . . .
Leon is Mr. Tianji's replacement. His ability is to see the sickle mark on the head of a dying person and the time of death. Although the scope of application is vastly different from Mr. Tianji, it is still a predictive ability, and the future can be expected. .
Night four.
"Get up on the floor. Dancin' all night long. Get up on the floor. Dancin' till the break of dawn. Get up on the floor. Dancin' till the break of dawn. Get up on the floor. Dancin!" ..."
Guo Jia came, but he left again.
Day five.
It's not dark yet, but all the members staying in the building look listless. Staying up late for four consecutive days has made them mentally dazed. Even if they catch up on sleep during the day, they can't make up for their mental deficit.
"You still have the Death Scythe on your head, at one o'clock tonight. (English)" Under the gaze of everyone, Leon said bravely.
"Oh, shIt!" "Fake!" "I can't stand it anymore!" "NO!" "Dah!" The members of the Hidden Alliance from all over the world complained one after another.
"I believe you for the last time. If you make another mistake, get out. (English)" Bai Ye gritted his teeth. As the person who was declared dead, he was the one who was most frightened. His dark circles were heavier than everyone present.
Bai Ye's anger barely calmed everyone's resentment, but if nothing happens again tonight, Bai Ye won't be able to keep Leon. And Leon also made up his mind that he would not tell the truth tomorrow even if Bai Ye had the death scythe on his head. How could he, a newcomer who had just joined the Hidden Alliance less than two months ago, withstand such pressure.
Fortunately, things soon turned around. At six o'clock in the evening, a sniper bullet shattered the glass in Bai Ye's room. Bai Ye, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed to relax, was frightened and entered a state of virtualization without thinking. I thought to myself: Is there really someone who wants to harm me? Isn't it one o'clock in the morning? Leon is so unreliable!
Just as Bai Ye was about to release the virtual state, he suddenly glanced at the window in a strange way, wondering in his heart: The bullet didn't hit me at all, does this count as a fatal disaster?
The sharp-eyed Bai Ye quickly discovered something unusual. The bullet that had been fired was lying in the corner intact and motionless, and even the shell did not fall off.
Bai Ye sneered, and then the virtual state was released. The small bullet that was just inconspicuous suddenly shot towards him, but stopped three inches away from Bai Ye's eyebrows. The bullet was still spinning at high speed but could not move forward any further. No matter what, the untouchable limit has been activated.
"Psychic power?" Bai Ye raised his eyebrows. He could see at a glance what was driving the bullet.
After a while, the sniper bullet, which had exhausted its telekinesis power, landed again. Even if he didn't use the Mind Body Gourd, Bai Ye was still a mid-level level 6 brain developer. He could still tell whether there was any residual mental power on the bullet, but he still didn't let down his guard.
At this moment, Bai Ye's door was pushed open, and more than a dozen members of the Hidden Alliance broke in. The sound of bullets shattering the glass alarmed many people.
"Don't come over!" Bai Ye shouted angrily.
Before he finished speaking, the bullet exploded. The loud noise made everyone's hearts tighten, but that was it: the bullet was very small and could not hold much explosive at all. The power of the explosion only left a scorch on the floor. Just marks.
This frightening trick completely angered everyone in the Hidden Alliance. The wind ability user named Kuer turned his index finger slightly, and a small silver hurricane suddenly spurted out, instantly smashing the glass window of Bai Ye's room into pieces. It was so powerful The recoil shook Kuhl back a step, and then the silver hurricane flowed back again, lifting Kuhl up and flying out of the window.
Kuhl flew to the top of the building in a silver hurricane and looked around, trying to find the person who shot the gun. Five minutes later, Kuhl flew back without finding anything.
"Where is the Alliance Master? (English)" Kull asked.
"Looking for someone. (English)" The only silver-haired young man who stayed to wait for him finished answering his question. He opened his hand and blue crystals covered the empty framed glass window. After all, this was where the alliance leader lived. How can you let outsiders see the room you have passed?
