In Master Guillotine's apartment, the medical team wearing masks were rescuing him urgently, and various instruments were connected to him.
At the same time, a young man with red hair and brown eyes, breathing very lightly, was calmly wiping the blood on the decapitated master with a cotton cloth.
He mainly carefully wiped off the blood stains on the decapitated master's arms, but left the blood stains on other locations untreated, leaving it to the medical team.
The blood-stained cotton cloth was sealed in a plastic bag. After wiping his hands, the red-haired young man exited the busy living room, walked into the study, and locked the door.
The curtains in the study room were kept closed, and the environment was dark. The red-haired young man came to the bookshelf against the wall with familiarity, stretched out his right index finger and pressed it on one of the tiles.
After waiting for ten seconds, the tile that looked normal suddenly sunk inward a little. A thin layer of blue light swept from the top edge of the tile to the bottom edge, and the red-haired young man's fingerprints were read. The floor was suddenly empty.
The figure of the red-haired young man fell, the floor flipped, the tiles rebounded, and everything in the study returned to its original state.
The secret passage under the study is a curved corridor, like a slide. The body of the red-haired young man slides in the corridor with the acceleration brought by gravity. When it reaches the end of the corridor, a faint light lights up in front.
The red-haired young man straightened his waist at the right moment, stood upright, and walked out, accelerating slightly and taking a few steps along with the inertia.
The weak light shines from above, everything in the dark passage is gray-white, and the ceiling here is more than ten meters above the ground.
The places that the secret passage passes through correspond to green belts, roads, gardens, and some public facilities on the surface. They are surrounded by noisy sounds day and night. Even if there is an explosion in the secret passage, people on the surface may not be affected. Will feel it.
However, at this moment, Guan Luoyang, who was strolling outside Master Guantou's apartment, suddenly changed direction.
The path he took while dragging his suitcase coincided with the path of the red-haired young man underground.
Ever since Master Guanhead was sent in, Guan Luoyang had been paying attention to everything that happened in the apartment. Although this kind of sensing ability was not so clear that he could even describe the faces and expressions of everyone inside the apartment.
But when the master was seriously injured, someone suddenly walked down the secret passage. Such an obvious anomaly could not escape Guan Luoyang's eyes and ears.
While tracking the anomaly, Guan Luoyang took out his cell phone and checked the past of Master Guanhead.
The introduction to the decapitated master on ordinary search software was lackluster. He thought about it and logged in to the secret website link that Cupronickel had previously pushed to him.
The introduction here is relatively more detailed. It is mentioned that when Master Guillotine was young, he was a mercenary on the European battlefield. After coming to the Violet State with a large sum of money that was enough for his retirement, he gradually became a pure fighter. The identity is active.
What he studied was Hitoshi-ryu karate. This school is represented by "Hitsutsuken God". From the beginning of the last century to the present, there have been nearly double digits of four-star fighters who are quite famous.
There is a record with pictures and texts about every competition that Master Guanhead participated in in the Violet State. There were also several defeats. After being seriously injured and recuperating, he reappeared and was even more improved than before.
Guan Luoyang checked the life of the heavy gunner again and muttered a few words in a low voice: "There should be more stories than the heavy gunner..."
He followed the man, already half a block away, to the edge of Goldfinch Island.
As the richest area in the entire Violet State, there are concrete embankments and metal guardrails on the edge of the island, except for a few piers and bridges left intentionally.
On the inside of the embankment, there is a large grassland, where several couples sit on the grass and chat in the sea breeze.
One of them, a blond boy with freckles on his face, suddenly jumped up, shouted at the waves, and called out the long full names of Boston aristocratic children, expressing his love for his girlfriend.
His yelling voice coincided with the electronic sound from the base ten meters underground.
"Attention! We found someone with abnormal behavior approaching and are calling for surveillance."
The red-haired young man stood in front of a pure metal lift door and saw that the screen in the upper right corner of the door was divided into many pictures, which were the surveillance images of each road section.
These images pieced together the place where Guan Luoyang walked, and the trajectory completely overlapped with the red-haired young man's underground trajectory.
Finally, the entire screen was assembled into an enlarged portrait of Guan Luoyang.
"Alert! After calculation, there is more than 95% possibility that the target person is deliberately tracking. It is inferred that the existence of Laboratory No. 4 has been discovered."
The red-haired young man had a look of surprise on his face but no panic. He shouted at the screen: "Call all the defense personnel and let me in immediately to help transfer the data!"
The metal door quickly upgraded, and electronic sounds continued to be heard.
"Defenses activated."
Bang! ! !
The red-haired young man looked back and saw that about twenty meters behind him, the ceiling of the secret passage dented downwards violently.
The layer of severely deformed gray-white metal baffle soon cracked under the force of the second downward pressure, and the crushed concrete and moist black soil above were scattered.
The sun shone through the hole, followed by a figure with black hair and brown eyes, wearing a windbreaker on his shoulders.
"Ordinary road surveillance does not pose a threat and does not arouse my alertness. However, your management system can actually synthesize this data in real time and deduce my intentions. The technological methods are really interesting."
Guan Luoyang smiled at the red-haired young man, "Having such authority, yet still being so sneaky, makes me even more curious."
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! ! ! !
For a second, half a second, or less, there were many holes on the walls on both sides spitting out tongues of fire at the same time.
A large number of bullets poured out, bounced and collided repeatedly, turning the entire passage into a death zone filled with metal storms in the blink of an eye.
But the so-called death territory also depends on what kind of target it is aimed at.
For Guan Luoyang now, facing such a scene, he only needed to mobilize his body-protecting energy, and by the way, he pulled the windbreaker behind him to cover his head and face.
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The combat life fibers in the divine clothing hardened on their own, and all the bullets hitting it turned into thin copper sheets while emitting sparks.
The red-haired young man rolled on the spot, fled behind the metal door, took three steps back, knelt on one knee, and cut the floor with one move.
With a heart-wrenching metal creak, he ripped off half of the floorboard, revealing the red button underneath.
The figure under the cover of the off-white windbreaker took two easy steps in the metal storm and crossed the distance. One of his hands reached out, holding the metal door and pushing the motor to rotate. The huge force of the gear bite lifted the metal lift door.
The red-haired young man hit the red button, and a laser beam shot out, burning a hole in the ground under the metal door.
But Guan Luoyang was no longer where he was. In a flash, he grabbed the red-haired young man's shoulders and lifted him up.
The true energy penetrated into the body and blocked many acupuncture points of the red-haired young man.
Guan Luoyang held the man up with his right hand and turned to look indoors.
There are many unknown instruments placed in the room, which seem to be roughly divided into four materials: transparent glass, high-strength white plastic, ceramics, and silver-white metal.
Conduits made of glass are connected in series everywhere. Several suspended spheres contain most of the blue liquid, and blue smoke is constantly emitting, being guided by those glass tubes to deeper rooms.
Before Guan Luoyang could walk over, multiple bald figures wearing tights jumped out from deeper in the room.
Their skin colors may be dark or light, their appearances may be different, and their body shapes may be different, but their actions reveal the fierce temperament of karate masters.
The bald man with pale skin and a fleshy face at the front was like a bear's palm, like a broadsword or a spear. He thundered the air in front of him and thrust it into Guan Luoyang's chest.
People are more and more familiar with karate, and their thunder and thunder palms are pierced through their hands!
Just looking at the skill of this move, it is almost no worse than the master of decapitation.
Guan Luoyang was hit in the chest and his forward steps came to a halt.
Everyone else seized this opportunity, tumbling and flying, all in front of him and behind him, on the left and right sides, all with their hips spread apart, their knees far apart, exerting great force, and using their fists together. Blast out.
People become more proficient in karate, and their hands break into pieces!
More than a dozen fists hit various parts of Guan Luoyang's body, but they soon realized something was wrong.
Not to mention hitting the torso, their fists didn't even touch the layer of clothing. In front of each fist, there was a pure blue light like steel and jade, solidifying and blocking it.
"The same fighting style, the same killing intent."
Guan Luoyang's body-protecting energy suddenly shook, and everyone around him was knocked out.
The bald man who was the first to attack him received the most ferocious counterattack. His finger bones cracked, his wrists, elbows, shoulders, and bones collided, and his whole body was almost thrown backwards.
While his right shoulder moved back, his body raised his left leg.
The kick that changes speed and direction seems to be directed at the side of Guan Luoyang's knee. In fact, the real killing power is to attack Guan Luoyang's kidney with his toes after changing direction.
Unfortunately, as soon as he lifted his foot, Guan Luoyang's right foot circled around, stepped on the instep and stomped down, forcing his whole body back.
"ah!!"
The bald man was originally taller than Guan Luoyang, but when he was pulled in front of Guan Luoyang due to the severe pain in his hands and feet, he seemed to be much shorter and thinner than Guan Luoyang, who exuded cyan arrogance.
"It looks like he has a high fighting spirit, but in fact he is just like a master of decapitation..."
"There is no story in your boxing skills."
As these words came out, the cyan afterimage shifted laterally and traveled in a circle at an extremely high speed, restraining everyone around it.
The electronic alarm sounded repeatedly, but when Guan Luoyang found something that looked like a computer center and slapped it with a scattered electric light, the sharp sound of the alarm stopped abruptly.
In fact, the reason why Guan Luoyang was particularly concerned about Master Guanhead's situation and followed him directly was because he noticed something very disharmonious when he was "listening silently to the mortal world" to experience the final duel in the fighting arena.
At that moment, both Master Guillotine and Heavy Gunner were in extremely intense emotions, focused and vigorous, immersed themselves in the battle, and used their best moves.
Anyone who watched that battle, or even monitored it with their mental abilities, would only be impressed by the two people's determination to fight.
But Guan Luoyang's silent listening to the world is a more mysterious spiritual power. When the emotions of the two people are so strong, what he can "hear" is not only the current state of the two people, but also the vague... Feel the stories of their past.
The story of the heavy gunner is tortuous, intense, and even cruel, like a high-pitched melody composed of blood red, darkness, golden yellow and a little warm yellow.
But in theory, the severed head master who was more senior than the heavy gunner, older than him, and had more combat experience than him, what he presented at that moment was a dull and monotonous syllable.
In comparison with the heavy gunner, the past of Master Guanhead seems to be blurred and distorted. The colorful and ups and downs of life recorded on the website are also cast with a thick layer of pale gloom.
Guan Luoyang's feeling at that time was as if he saw a colleague, trying his best to show courage, ambition, blood and enthusiasm, and making a decisive battle full of joyful spirit with the seemingly equally matched opponent on the opposite side.
In the end, it was discovered that all the efforts were only used on a dummy, an opponent whose appearance was like flaming real steel but whose inside was filled with pale waste.
This kind of fighting competition is simply an insult to fighting and the word "martial arts".
How could this not make Guan Luoyang, who came to this city specifically to look for "battle", feel a little angry? !
After dealing with these people, Guan Luoyang dragged the red-haired young man towards the deeper room. There was no movement of enemies there, but there were also many slow heartbeats.
Light blue smoke spread against the floor, and Guan Luoyang stepped into this place that seemed cooler and cleaner.
Twenty or thirty glass cabins that reach to the ceiling stand here. Some are filled with blue liquid, and others have tubes wrapped, connected, and soaked with teenagers in the blue liquid. Even the human body of childhood.
Their heartbeats were so vivid, but they looked like so many blank, dead corpses suspended there.
There are also different labels affixed to the glass windows. Some labels are accompanied by colorful photos of adults wearing different clothes and having facial features from all over the world.
The photo on one of the control glass cabins looked familiar. Guan Luoyang took a closer look. That was the heavy gunner who should still be lying in the emergency room.
Although I lack an in-depth understanding of technology, if I think about it a little bit, there are only a few possibilities for this kind of scene.
Guan Luoyang threw the red-haired young man to the ground and looked down at him.
"Oh, clones?"
