Chapter 291

Yilin's speed is good.

Xing Fei was so strong that he could only hang far behind Yilin's ass.

Between their steps, there is the shadow of the "dragon walk" of national fitness gymnastics.

Xing Fei ran away, but it was entirely because he couldn't keep up with his attributes. There was nothing to say.

"It's really agile."

Xing Fei sighed in his heart.

The TV station is four stories high, and the outer wall paint peels off into a beautiful shape.

At the top of the tower is a messenger tower.

There was a middle-aged security guard in a blue uniform at the door, with a belly and head down. Squinting and drowsy by the door.

——Actually, I'm already asleep.

Yilin opened it directly and slipped in.

Xing Fei gasped slightly. Seeing that Yilin entered easily, he wanted to kill him bravely.

But unexpectedly, when he approached, the middle-aged security guard with a big belly suddenly opened his eyes, raised his chin, suddenly took out the old-fashioned electric shock stick from his back, and looked at Xing Fei fiercely: "stand, stop! Damn it! Who are you? No admittance to the TV station?"

Ah, this?

Xing Fei pointed to Yi Lin's back shortly after he left: "are you blind? Do you pretend to see such a big man passing by? Are you targeted?"

The security guard shook his head. Smart, he would not be easily fooled by Xing Fei. He stared at Xing Fei, turned on the electric shock stick switch and said fiercely: "go, go away."

Xing Fei sighed, but he could only take out a pair of snow-white gloves and put them on slowly.

The back of the gloves are respectively engraved with round and exquisite patterns, and the texture is as fine as a fingerprint.

"You forced me to do it. Why? Why bother? Don't you sleep well?"

As he spoke.

With a helpless face, Xing Fei slapped his gloved hands on the ground.

"Refining!"

After Yilin entered the radio station.

It turned out that it was a mess inside. All kinds of personnel in work clothes fell in the corridor and spread in a pool of blood. They had already become corpses.

"It's too late."

Yilin frowned. At such a glance, he probably guessed what had happened. The trio behaved in such a violent manner. After learning that a radio host was named "green" by other means, they killed the door in the most brutal way without saying a word.

"There's some trouble now."

Yilin quickly walked through the corridor and glanced at the corpses at random. He saw that some of the corpses had twisted limbs, some had a prismatic blood hole in the carotid artery, some even smashed their heads, and even the white brain burst out. The red and white liquid mixed into a lump, which was very dazzling.

"Three melee."

"Two of them should be apostles on the power side. One is good at boxing and foot fighting, one is good at using heavy weapons, and the other is interesting. It's similar to my habit... It's likely to be apostles on the agile side."

"This style is very much like a mercenary, leaving no survivors along the way."

Yilin quickly speculated about the general configuration of the trio. Taking advantage of Xing Fei's absence, Yilin did not continue to install the "agile side" and read the power perception to spread and penetrate the floor partition. Where the perception reaches, all movements are clear and discernible, all in Yilin's brain.

A moment later.

"On the top floor!"

It's strange to say that the security guard at the door can still sleep like that bird.

But maybe that's why he escaped and left a small life.

The internal structure of the TV station is complex, perhaps because when building this building, there was no scientific planning for the composition of the corridor, and it was roughly expanded several times in the later stage. The old and new corridors are staggered. If it is not an acquaintance inside the TV station, it would take half a day to find this safe passage.

The point is, there is no elevator.

Yilin thought, without stopping, and came directly to the top floor.

As soon as he reached the top floor, Yilin saw the two apostles in black vests, one wearing fine steel boxers and one holding a huge hammer, opening the doors of each room and skillfully searching each room.

A shrill scream came from where they passed, and soon the scream stopped suddenly.

Yilin thought the power perception spread.

Suddenly.

A mottled shadow on the wall twisted strangely.

The shadow quickly condensed into a slender figure.

A woman in a black vest with bumps emerged from the shadow without warning or sound.

The dark upper body was still "shadow", and the lower body mysteriously integrated into the shadow of the wall. Holding a bright prismatic army stab, he accurately stabbed Yilin's neck.

This stab was as fast as lightning. Almost at the moment when the shadow appeared, it had been attacked and killed. It seemed that he didn't intend to leave Yilin any chance to fight back, so as to succeed.

Shadow glide?

Yilin's eyes were frozen.

I didn't expect to see this skill here.

The thought power perception unlocked in advance can be called a plug-in general existence in this level. Within the scope of perception, every bit of change is in perception and cannot escape.

In an instant, when the army stab attacked, Yilin broke the card with his backhand, and the dark red short knife stood with the army stab without any fancy.

The two knives fight with each other. They only hear a "Ding" sound between them, but they haven't been intertwined for too long. They can be separated as soon as they touch.

After the other party fought with Yilin, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes.

She didn't seem to expect that Yilin could block her death under such circumstances. She was quite surprised.

Since the other party took the initiative to kill, Yilin didn't intend to be polite.

Seeing that the woman didn't hit, she immediately ran away, melted into the wall again, turned into a distorted shadow, quickly slid on the wall and twisted away in the distance.

Yilin just raised his hand, predicted the route of the shadow and aimed at the wall.

And at the end of the corridor.

Two men in vests, already dragging a man covered with blood, came slowly 20 meters away.

"No! Who are you? Damn it, you can't do this! I'm a celebrity in green town. How much do you want? It's easy to say, it's easy to say..."

The man dragged by two men in vests on the ground screamed in panic. With the drag of two muscle men, a sticky blood mark was brought out on the ground.

Yilin looked down.

The screaming man is the same as what he saw on the old black-and-white TV, with strange proportions of facial features, long open mouth and dark eyes... But the screaming is not much different from ordinary people.

The shadow behind the two men in vests squirmed, and the woman emerged from the shadow.

"Oh, seventy-three, you missed? It's not like your usual style."

The vest man with a sledgehammer has strong muscles all over, like fine steel pouring, faintly shining.

Such a strong physique is only a little worse than Su Xiaosu.

Obviously, it's ironic. Sledgehammer man speaks in such a frank tone, but he doesn't have the slightest aversion in life.

The woman called "seventy-three" had a scar on her face. She crossed the bridge of her nose from the corner of her eyes to her mouth, breaking the originally beautiful appearance. But with this scar, it doesn't look too ugly. Instead, it makes 73 more heroic.

It gives people a sense of looking straight at a strong man among women or a strong man with two more lumps of meat on his chest.

"Shut up, 81."

It was the remaining man in the vest who spoke. His face was as hard as a knife, and his face was cold as ice. He loosened his fist with a refined steel fist, threw "green" under his feet and stamped on Green's chest.

Where the poor host was trampled, there was a rattle, a cry of pain, and a cry of killing a pig.

——He is the pig that was killed.

Yilin confronts with the trio far away, with no expression on his face.

He looked at green, who was trampled under his feet 20 meters away, and thought deeply.

At this time.

The footsteps came from behind Yilin.

Wearing white gloves, Xing Fei killed all the way.

Although he was killed, he didn't do anything. He looked at the bodies on the road and felt very angry.

As soon as he reached the fourth floor, Xing Fei saw the confrontation between Yilin and the trio.

"Sleeping trough? What's the situation?"

Xing Fei pushed his glasses. His expression was surprised, then dignified and helpless.

"That guy has green at his feet?"

Yilin smiled: "it should be."

Xing Fei walked slowly to Yilin's side and stared at the action of the opposite trio. He didn't dare to move.

After all, the other party seems to have a large population and an advantage.

And evil, not like weak slag.

wait.

Xing Fei glanced at Yi Lin without expression.

In terms of evil spirits, our side seems not bad.

In an instant, Xing Fei was relieved.

Yilin's expression also gave Xing Fei a hint of "the situation is still under control".

"Rob or not?"

Xing Fei asked.

Yi Lin stared at the opposite side, his eyes did not move, and asked, "what are you robbing?"

"Boss!"

Yilin smiled: "why do you think it's just a boss? Have you ever seen such a weak boss?"

"Well... Not really."

"That's enough."

Xing Fei was still unwilling: "we just gave up?"

Yilin raised his chin slightly and didn't speak.

When Yilin and Xing Fei had a quick conversation.

opposite side.

"Seventy three, how does it feel?"

General 73 stabbed his backhand behind his back and whispered, "if you can stop me in a hurry when I launch the 'shadow slide', the opponent's agility attribute is definitely not weak. In this class, it belongs to the middle and upper level. The hand feeling fed back by the military stab should be slightly worse than me."

Eighty one laughed, lifted the hammer lightly on his shoulder and said, "Fifty six, the task is almost finished. What do you ask? Those two boys look very smart and shouldn't do anything stupid. Even if there is... Smashing to death is not the end?"

In the three person group, it seems that the smaller the number, the more voice.

He pondered for a moment, looked at Yilin from a distance, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yilin suddenly sighed and said, "forget it."

Xing Fei: "

"Let's go."

Yilin said, then turned and left.

Xing Fei looked confused.

But Yilin is ready to retreat. Naturally, he can't stay in place, otherwise he will fall into a box every minute.

The apostles are not so harmonious.

Three dozen and one... Fools don't do it.

After Yi Lin and Xing Fei left.

81 didn't have any accident. He smiled and said, "look, they all said that each other is smart. Pure power is so simple and boring. All right, finish the task quickly and go back to wash and sleep. Before I came in, there are two women taking a bath in the next room. Going back at this time can almost help them relax."

He has a calm face.

No words.

But his actions took the place of any language.

Next second.

He raised his foot high and stamped it hard.

Only a click was heard, and the "green" lying on his back only had time to make a sharp scream, which suddenly stopped, his chest was trampled down, and there was no sound in a second.

——Dead.

This green is dead.