2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The car parked steadily on the side of the road, and three figures got down from it.

Yan Muyun carefully helped Yan Yiming out of the car, and raised his eyes slightly to look this way.

Luo Beiyuan was about to reach out to say hello, but he raised his hand halfway and put it down again, because he found that the other person was not looking at him, but at his side.

Zhang Feiyu stood with his hands down, his honest round face expressionless, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yanju, how did you become like this?" Yanshi was a little surprised when he saw the serious injuries on the man's body, and took two steps forward and asked.

Yan Yiming glanced sideways at him and said calmly: "Same as you."

Yanshi reacted instantly and did not continue to ask any more questions. Instead, he turned his attention to the strange young man beside him who was supporting him: "Who is this?"

"Just an intern." Yan Yiming changed the topic and raised his head slightly to look at the huge city wall tens of meters high in front of him. The low roars and explosions of king-level aliens could be heard from time to time behind the wall.

He lowered his head and considered it for a while, then sighed: "Try it."

Yan Muyun didn't understand and tilted his head slightly, only to find that his brother's eyes were staring directly at the Special Branch commissioner in front of him.

"Now?" Yan Shi frowned, his expression hesitant.

Everyone present except Wu Shisan looked puzzled, but they were wise enough to say nothing.

"The magazine and halo were sacrificed, and Tianshou, Lanyan and Qingfeng were temporarily unable to escape. The King of Titans appeared in the lake area, and the Gray Mountain team is over there." Yan Yiming briefly introduced the current situation: "So we just have to try."

"Magazine and halo..." Yanshi's resolute face darkened for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Then give it a try."

Yan Muyun, who was standing next to him, was confused when he heard this. He felt sorry for the two general bureau commissioners he had never met before, and at the same time, he turned his eyes for help to the indifferent woman who stood silently beside the car.

"The combination of Yan Ju and the captain's superpowers can theoretically create space-based weapons." Wu Shisan thought for a while and emphasized again: "Theoretically."

Space-based weapons? Yan Muyun's pupils shrank.

The most famous space-based weapon 30 years ago was the one that appeared many times in Hollywood movies. In reality, there were also rumors that the U.S. military was developing a sky-based kinetic energy weapon called the "Rod of God."

Large rods made of high-density metals such as tungsten and titanium can be launched from space under satellite guidance, using the huge kinetic energy generated by small rocket boost and free fall to hit the target at the speed of a meteor (39,000km/h). It has powerful attack capabilities and a wide strike range, and can be called a "kinetic nuclear bomb."

Yan Yiming glanced at the two subordinates respectively, and finally stared at the person who looked like a pig and was not afraid of boiling water.

The only thing he could do now was to stay by Yan Yiming's side. Use the power that you had to protect your parents thirty years ago, and this power that has never let you down so far, to protect him as much as possible.

"tell me."

"You just need to trust me now like before."

Yan Muyun was a little sullen, and the romance and shock that only belonged to men that had just surged in his heart instantly dissipated.

Of course, even if there was no such relationship, even if Lele was not a child he had never met, or even an adult, he would not have put the former in danger of death for his younger brother.

Of course he didn't mean to choke his brother, who was almost thirty years older than him. The key was that there was really nothing he could do about it.

If you were to leave like this, why did you come with him just now?

"I am your brother. My eldest brother is like my father. Without my father, I am the best." Yan Muyun sneered and spread his hands with a nonchalant expression: "You can fire me from my post. The Commissioner of the Special Branch will do whatever he likes. "

Luo Beiyuan licked his lips, took a deep look over there, and finally followed.

The rock lion next to him didn't figure out the identity of this young man until now, and his mouth opened unconsciously for a long time without closing it.

We saved you, and we resisted the king-level alien species for so long for the Special Branch, sacrificing several umbrellas, and then just come and go at the drop of a hat?

Liu Yuhang and his wife were willing to tell him Yan Yiming's fate, which represented their trust in themselves. He must not selfishly push their only child to the edge of a life-and-death struggle.

"Can't say." Yan Muyun shook his head.

Yan Yiming looked very ugly and said in a low voice: "I am the deputy director of the General Administration. As an intern commissioner of the Special Branch Bureau, you have no right to disobey orders."

He stared at the clear-eyed young man in front of him and took a deep breath: "Why, what is the reason why you must stay."

He had already missed 30 years. His parents had passed away, and his only blood relative was his younger brother. He never wanted to spend the next 30 years in regret and pain.

"You may not be my original brother, but I am still your original brother."

Yan Yiming took a deep breath. He was almost on the verge of exploding, but he held it back. Because he remembered what the other party said ten minutes ago when he looked into his eyes:

"can not say."

Now that Liu Yuhang's family of three have probably arrived at a safe place, there is no way for Lele to take another look at Yan Yiming to confirm whether the red light on his body has dissipated. In this case, he naturally assumed that the danger still existed. If he was lucky enough, if something happened to his brother, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Yan Muyun sighed, reached out and patted his back a few times, unbearable flashing in his eyes.

Wu Shisan looked around at the strange pair of brothers, pondered for a moment and said, "Yan Ju, let him stay. His superpower may be able to help you withstand the shock wave caused by the attack."

After thinking for a while, he also smoothed things over and said: "When releasing the 'Meteor Spear', it is estimated that it will be difficult for both of us to take care of ourselves. With him by his side, he can help resist the attack of the Molten Lord or sneak attacks from other places."

"Yan Muyun." Yan Yiming rarely calls his brother by his first name. This was the case thirty years ago, and it will be the same thirty years later.

"I don't." Yan Muyun took a step back and shook his head repeatedly.

After a long while, he nodded with great difficulty.

Yan Yiming glanced at his shocked brother and said calmly: "It's not that outrageous. We are just throwing rocks from a higher place."

"You..." Yan Yiming was so angry that he choked on the word as soon as he said it. He kept coughing, and his usually stern face turned red.

Luo Beiyuan frowned slightly. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man in front of him who raised his hand.

"Okay." Zhang Feiyu nodded, turned around and left.

Seeing the two people leaving, Yan Yiming looked away, then turned to look at Wu Shisan: "Take him away, Yan Shi and I can stay here."

Yan Yiming ignored him and turned his attention to the two men who were a little further away: "Take everyone and leave quickly."

Although Yanshi doesn't like this so-called brother who talks about the situation, he feels that this guy really doesn't care about the overall situation and doesn't prioritize things. But he had just witnessed the scene where the Black Winged Ghost released lightning towards a moving car and was easily blocked by the silver barrier.

And because of the backlash nature of Lele's power, Yan Muyun did not dare to tell his brother why he insisted on staying.