i'm the villain

Chapter 263 Impostor

Chapter 263 Impostor

There were six people in the corridor, and it took Yang less than five seconds to get them all down.

The last person, that is, the leader, should be the captain of this team or something.

His fighting and gun control should be a level stronger than others, but it is still not enough to fight against Yang.

Yang discovered that what Luo had learned before was the first time he had put it to use in actual combat.

For example, in the end, he sideways avoided the opponent's shot and quickly grasped the upper edge of the opponent's pistol, and pushed back by nearly a centimeter, so that the hammer of the pistol was resisted and was in a half-fired state, which made the opponent's subsequent shot impossible. It didn't come out.

Then easily smashed his elbow.

For a long time, Luo has learned tons of technology and knowledge about modern firearms since he was in the Foreign Legion in Europe. He can skillfully use and deal with any kind of weapon used by opponents.

And these fighting techniques have also been memorized by the muscles, and Yang, who has been a bystander from the beginning to the end, has also learned all this.

But none of these things seem to have come in handy since Yang took over.

Because he has no chance at all to deal with the conventional weapons in the modern orthodoxy.

If you think about it, you will know that during these days, the weapons that Yang has seen most are all the energy weapons of the Phoenix Company that can shock people with power.

……

He kicked the suppressed pistol away from the ground.

Because the one left alive seems to be struggling to pick up the gun.

Yang squatted down, facing the poor fellow whose back was leaning against the wall and whose limbs and bones were broken, he said:

"Uh, this is the first time I have been hunted down by people like you, and I feel a little uncomfortable. To be honest, if you brought a team of 'Transformers' to trouble me, I would think it would be more reasonable. But...these, puff..."

Yang pointed at the several corpses lying on the ground around him, holding back a smile.

The survivor seemed to be stimulated by Yang's words.

There was an obvious murderous intent in his eyes, and the eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes. If Yang moved his face closer, he might take a hard bite involuntarily.

As for Yang, the reason why he left a life alive was to find out exactly who was making trouble for him.

"Who are you... Uh, no, sorry, I'm used to it, you Muggle doesn't seem to speak Chinese." Yang waved his hand, switched his language to English mode, and said, "Do you mind talking to me?" Let me tell you, who do you work for?"

"..." The survivor just stared at Yang with his two bloodshot eyeballs, without saying anything.

"Uh, I thought I didn't break your vocal cords, why didn't you make a sound." Yang muttered, and he searched the inside pocket of the other party's suit.

"Emm...brother, you have trained your muscles well...don't look at me like that, I'm not gay, this is a sincere sigh, although my hands are now fumbling in your suit, but this is Because you don't cooperate with my work, so I can only do it myself... Seriously, if you stare at me like this again, I will dig out your eyeballs, do you believe it?"

"Hey, if I knew it earlier, I would have brought back the spoon I drank coffee with just now. Gouging my eyes with my hands is a bit too disgusting..."

"Why don't you even bring your ID card when you go out?"

"Oh no, I seem to have found something."

Yang muttered for a long time, and finally took out a strange blue crystal card from the survivor's suit.

This thing looks a bit like the identification card he used to open various channel valves in the Phoenix base, but the material is a little different.

And there seem to be several distinct English letter marks on the card.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang flicked the card in his hand and muttered.

However, at this moment, the survivor whose limbs had been crippled seemed to have exhausted his last ounce of strength, and pressed the back of his head against the wall, allowing his body to move a little.

The joints in almost every key part of his body were smashed to pieces by the yang, even if he wanted to turn his wrist a little bit, he couldn't move it.

But there is one position that can be moved.

his fingers.

The survivor desperately moved his body position slightly.

Yang looked at the dying guy in front of him suspiciously, and asked very seriously: "Uh, sir, do you want to turn over or something? If you need it, maybe I can help you." I'm busy..."

"Bah!"

"Fuck!!"

Yang's curses spread in the corridor.

He covered the left side of his face.

There are a few streaks of green smoke slowly oozing out from the fingertips.

"Great, great, great."

Blood slid down Yang's face, condensed on his chin, and finally dripped to the ground.

At the moment when the ring in the survivor's hand projected a green light, Yang turned his head to avoid it at an extremely fast speed.

But that's the speed of light after all.

Even if he broke his own neck, he couldn't keep up with the speed of light.

So the green light still carved a deep blood mark on his face, as if a red-hot scalpel had cut hard from his cheekbone to the upper side of the back of his head.

There are a lot of nerves in the face, which makes the pain suffered by facial injuries more intense than other parts, not to mention that Yang's body perception system is several times that of normal people.

However, the sudden pain made the smile on Yang's face even crazier.

"Um……"

He took a deep breath.

Let go of the palm covering the wound, and let the bloody traces be exposed in the air and in front of the other party.

"It seems that I haven't experienced this kind of feeling for a while... Ah... If you want me to say that this is the feeling of being alive..."

Yang said to himself.

But the gaze of the hapless survivor in front of him gradually changed from fury to shock.

Because he saw Yang's facial muscles healed at an extremely fast speed.

The nearly twenty centimeter wound that was still bleeding completely healed in less than five seconds!

"you……"

A word came out of his mouth unconsciously.

"Oh, so you can talk?" Yang stretched out his hand to touch his smooth face, and said to the survivor with a smile.

"Then, why don't you just cooperate and answer my previous question, how about? Who are you guys? Seriously, with your level, you shouldn't belong to the rival companies I know so far , so I am very curious, what other forces are eyeing me,... Oh yes, maybe your goal is not me, but that little psychiatrist?"

"..."

However, no matter how Yang bbs, this guy just doesn't say a word.

"Eh? Don't pretend to be dumb. I heard you clearly when you spoke just now."

A look of impatience flashed between Yang's eyebrows.

He put his foot on the opponent's palm.

In fact, after Yang avoided the green light projected from the ring just now, he crushed the bones of the survivor's hand completely, including the ring, and crushed it directly. Into the opponent's broken finger bone.

But now, a ferocious smile appeared on Yang's face, and the pressure from the shoes on his feet to the palms of the survivors was rapidly increasing!

"!"

The survivor grunted.

Because his entire palm has been completely crushed into a puddle of bones and minced meat by Yang, basically completely crushed into slag.

But even so, he didn't say a word.

No abuse, no begging for mercy.

Just don't speak.

"Okay, okay, tough guy, awesome."

Yang applauded.

As soon as he finished speaking, his knuckles lightly hit the other party's throat.

The survivor who didn't want to speak never got a chance to speak again.

His pupils that were originally full of rage began to become hollow, and as his life passed away, the anger in his eyes gradually faded away.

……

...

On the other side, Zuo Ling stayed in the fire control room anxiously.

There is dust everywhere, and it looks like no one has cleaned it up for a while.

Zuo Ling waited calmly for a few minutes, but found that there was no sound outside.

Yang didn't come back, and he didn't hear other people passing by the door.

At the very beginning, she tried to call the police on her mobile phone, but after searching all her pockets, she realized that she left her mobile phone in the apartment and went out with only a tablet computer in her arms. Now the tablet is sitting on the same table where she was drinking coffee.

"Damn..."

In desperation, Zuo Ling expressed his emotions in English.

……

And gradually, as time slowly retired, she began to worry about Yang.

After all, in Zuo Ling's eyes, Yang is only 16 years old after all. He may have a big problem with his dominant personality, but he is still just a problem boy after all.

And as an adult who is six years older than the other party, I actually let him go out alone to face those unknown people at that time just now.

All this is because when they realized that a group of foreigners with bad intentions were staring at them, Yang was too calm and calm, while Zuo Ling herself was in a panic. At that moment, she completely forgot Yang's age Identity, just subconsciously follow Yang in action.

Maybe it was because she felt that this guy was so reliable.

……

"Oh, I was really scared and stupid."

Zuo Ling patted his forehead.

But soon she realized that she seemed to be patting too hard, and rubbed her forehead in embarrassment.

After tidying up her emotions, Zuo Ling looked around the control room for a week, and finally, her eyes fell on the fire ax on the wall.

"Okay, although it's a bit heavy."

After taking the fire ax out of the glass box on the wall, Zuo Ling rolled his eyes.

"This thing is really not designed for girls."

After she complained, she carried the fire ax and took off her high heels.

Because this thing makes noise when it walks, and in this case, it's obviously not a good idea to let others hear it before they see it.

With two white feet bare, Zuo Ling carried a heavy fire ax and carefully opened the iron door of the control room.

She was thinking in her mind, if she encountered seven or eight gunmen at the corner of the corridor, which one should she strike first with her ax...

Uh, no, according to my own research on criminal psychology, when a criminal realizes that he is threatened, he will quickly shoot at the other party. If he is a criminal with ordinary psychological quality, he may shoot himself immediately. All the bullets in the box were emptied, and they hit the person who was trying to threaten him.

Calculated in this way, if Zuo Ling tried to use an ax to deal with six or seven guns, there should be dozens of bullet holes in her small body.

Wow, this way of dying is too miserable.

Why don't you just leave that brat alone?

This guy is not a good thing, every time he takes the lead, he will go crazy and hurt the people around him...

Wait, no, what about Na Luo?

He is a good boy, so why is he dying for no reason when he is in a situation where he is dominated?

no no no...

I have to think of a perfect plan, Zuo Ling, Zuo Ling, use your clever mind and think about what to do~

Ten seconds later, this genius in the field of psychology research realized that what he had learned all his life seemed useless at this moment.

You can't go up with an ax to give those gangsters a deep hypnosis.

……

...

And while this woman full of drama was still struggling with how to rescue her mental patient, Yang had already ended all her interrogations.

As a result of the interrogation, nothing was asked.

But he has already got the crystal card in his hand, and it is obvious that this thing can be traced and further searched for some valuable information.

Yang also rummaged through the other corpses for a while, but he found that these guys were extremely clean, except for communication headsets and weapons, there was nothing else, and only the leader had the crystal card .

"so be it."

Yang looked at the crystal card in his hand and shrugged.

Just when he turned around, he saw Zuo Ling holding a fire ax and barefoot above the corridor, looking at this scene blankly.

"O~K, you are a psychiatrist, so you don't need me to tell you how to adjust your emotions? Oh, if this is the first time you see so many corpses, I suggest you try to take a deep breath, remember, It's about breathing in and letting it out slowly, not screaming after taking in a full breath."

Yang stretched out his hand towards Zuo Ling and said.

"Uh... I, I'm fine, there's no problem..."

Zuo Ling blinked.

She was really stunned.

When she turned the corner just now, she envisioned many possible scenarios, including the one where Yang was paralyzed in a pool of blood covered in bullet holes, but she just never thought that such a scene would actually happen.

This brat?Bring everyone down?

Zuo Ling looked at the strangely lying foreigners in suits and the scattered pistols on the ground, and finally looked at Yang who was standing calmly at the bottom of the corridor.

"What did you do?"

She held back for a long time and finally asked this sentence.

Probably because the scene didn't have too much gore. From Zuo Ling's point of view, there were only a few people lying there, and the visual impact was not very strong, so Zuo Ling seemed relatively calm.

"Uh, I know that the control of guns in China is very strict, so what happened just now can be summed up as... Enthusiastic citizens subdued illegal gunmen?" Yang raised his eyebrows and said.

"Clam?" Zuo Ling's mouth twitched.

She didn't know how this 16-year-old guy brought down six tall foreigners in one go, and she didn't know why this guy still wanted to talk nonsense here.

"Oh, by the way, have you provoked any bad people? For example, have you offended someone, or have you slept with a... woman from a gang boss?" Yang spread his hands and asked, "Because, to be honest, These guys don't look like they're coming after me."

"To shut up!"

A prehistoric power suddenly surged on Zuo Ling's fair face, it felt like a cute and pitiful little white rabbit suddenly showing its mouth full of fangs.

She smacked the metal banister of the stairs hard with the fire ax.

After the ear-piercing sound passed, the buzzing echo spread in the corridor for a long time...

"Ho Ho, to be honest, if you rushed out with such momentum with an ax 5 minutes ago, I feel like you could scare all these people away." Yang said with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, what should we do now?" Zuo Ling sighed, "Are all those people really dead? Or are some of them just fainted?"

"Dead, terribly dead." Yang Chao kicked the head of an unlucky ghost lying behind him.

"My God...forget it, let's call the police." Zuo Ling struggled for a while before saying.

"No way, you are so cruel to let me be taken away by the police? We just met, and we haven't had time to get to know each other better..." Yang said innocently.

"Then what do you want? So many people died here... wait, what are you holding in your hand?" Zuo Ling was having a headache when he suddenly found the crystal in Yang's hand that was fanning the wind card.

"Uh, what are you talking about?" Yang asked, shaking the card in his hand.

"AHB? Are you from AHB?" The sharp-eyed Zuo Ling quickly saw the English letters engraved on the card.

"Uh……"

Yang squinted his eyes, subconsciously adjusted his glasses, and looked at the crystal card in his hand.

……

In just two seconds, his glasses have scanned the overall three-dimensional details of the crystal card, including the internal structure, and a completely identical virtual card has emerged on Zac's side.

At this time, Zach was sitting on the edge of the roadside flower bed, his ten fingers were typing frantically on the computer keyboard.

In the field of vision of his and Yang's glasses, relevant information about AHB is jumping out rapidly.

"Dude, can't we find a shade under a tree?" At this moment, the doctor standing behind Zach, carrying all kinds of bags and bags, muttered.

But Zach, who was immersed in the search state, didn't mean to talk to him.

……

On the other side, in the corridor, after roughly scanning the information in his field of vision, Yang swallowed his saliva. Although he was still a little puzzled, facing Zuo Ling's question, he put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture. With a voice gesture, he said mysteriously: "Don't say it~"

After finishing speaking, he put the crystal card back into his pocket, as if it was his own...

But in fact, various doubts are popping up in his heart.

Abnormal Human Research Center?

What kind of bastard is this again?

Why are there always such weird organizations eyeing me? Do these people like to send their own men out to give away heads when they have nothing to do?

Yang touched his nose, touched the frame of his glasses, and put away the miscellaneous materials and pictures in his field of vision.

……

"Your big ax looks a bit heavy, why don't I carry it for you." Yang walked up to Zuo Ling naturally, and took the fire ax from her hand.

"Are you really from AHB?" Zuo Ling still looked at Yang suspiciously.

Although Yang holds the AHB identification card in his hand, Yang is indeed too young, and Zuo Ling has never seen any unsatisfied agents in the AHB organization.

"Aren't you always curious about what my job is?" Yang carried the fire axe, glanced at Zuo Ling and said, "This is my job."

"..."

Zuo Ling narrowed his eyes.

This statement seems to make perfect sense.

She originally guessed that Luo's identity was a special occupation of a government organization, like a secret agent or a secret force. If it was an AHB agent, then in terms of nature, it was very consistent with her original guess.

Poor this simple female scholar, it seems that she never guessed that Luo might be a super mercenary in the underground world.

But it can't be her fault, killer, gangster, underground world, these terms are too far away from Zuo Ling's life, and basically only appear in movies and TV dramas.

What she lives in is the earthly world.

And it is the happier place in the earthly world.

So for her, the things in the underground world are too far away.

...

Not to mention another, crazier world.

For Zuo Ling, those weird creatures, super weapons, and super cutting-edge technology may be a complete fantasy.

Yang couldn't help thinking about it.

There should be billions of people like Zuo Ling in the world. To be precise, 90.00% of [-]% of human beings should be like this.

So Yang would be looking forward to what kind of expressions they would have if they found out that the world they had known for decades suddenly changed into another scene.

But in fact, at this time, the changes that were destined to cause violent winds and waves had already kicked off on the coastline of North America, and gradually penetrated.

Thinking of this, Yang felt a little excited...

……

"I think we should get out of here."

Yang put the fire ax on his shoulder and said to Zuo Ling.

Then he realized what he was doing with this thing, so he almost threw the ax beside the corridor.

(End of this chapter)