Manual of Space-Time Interference

"Humph!"

A suppressed humming sounded from the dark underground garage.

Dialect sat up against the corner of the wall, tightly pressing his right arm with his left hand, clenching his teeth tightly, the blue veins on his face stretched.

Under the palm, blood was constantly seeping out, and he felt that his breathing was a little difficult. This should be the combined effect of his continuous blood loss and psychological effects.

Gritting his teeth, Dialect picked up the knife on the ground, cut the strap of his backpack, placed it over his wound, and circled it a few times.

Taking a deep breath, the dialect bit his head with his teeth, and his left hand began to exert force.

"Humph."

Dialect's face was reddened by the pain, he was just a college student.

One minute, two minutes, the severe pain began to disappear, and the dialect felt the pleasure of breathing again, and randomly tied a dead knot with his left hand, the dialect let go, stood up, stuffed the graphene battery into the backpack, and dragged Another strap of the backpack, the dialect went to a deeper corner.

Hiding the backpack in the underground garage, Dialect took the blood-stained knife and staggered towards the garage door. The modern time is three o'clock in the afternoon. Dialect is very clear that there is someone at the garage door at this time. Here I am.

The door of the pavilion was open, Dialect walked in with the door, shook his dizzy head, and looked at the young security guard who was watching the movie of the island country elementary school in front of him.

"Give me the phone." Dialect said weakly, and grabbed the phone that was still playing a small movie on the table.

"Damn it, what are you doing..." The security guard turned his head and looked at the scarlet on the right arm of Dialect in front of him, as well as the dazzling knife.

"Guru."

The security guard swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly to the dialect, "Brother, you can use it, and take it if you want."

Dialect didn't speak, he dialed the number with his left hand, waited for the phone to be connected, and then said to the weak one:

"Qianbao, I'm the fourth child, come and pick me up, I'm..."

Dialect glanced at the security guard next to him, and the security guard also comprehended the address.

"The underground parking lot of Dongsheng Building, you are the only one here, and also, prepare a doctor you can trust..." Ignoring Qian Hui's questioning voice on the other end of the phone, Dialect glanced at the blood on his right arm, and said After the last sentence, just hang up the phone.

"Phone bill, then, remember, you don't want to know the consequences of calling the police." After dialing the blood-stained phone and one hundred yuan to the security guard, he staggered toward the underground garage and walked over again. The security guard in the pavilion kept shaking.

Back in the corner of the underground garage, Fang Yan grabbed the remaining strap of the backpack with his left hand, leaned against the wall and began to wait. He knew that Qian Hui would definitely come back.

One minute, five minutes... Dialect didn't know how long he could hold on, his consciousness was cloudy, and his eyes were blurred to the point that he couldn't see clearly. This was a sign of severe blood loss.

In a daze, Dialect thought of his crazy actions a while ago. I'm afraid, I have never been so crazy in my life.

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The first 20 minutes of returning to reality.

Dialect took a wrench and a screwdriver to pry open the front cover of the Chery QQ2102 in the corner, and began to disassemble the engine of the car in a very smooth manner.

"10 minutes." Dialect shoved the engine into his backpack abruptly, looked at his watch and said softly, then turned his head and continued to remove the front hood of the car that had been opened.

At this moment, a man in pajamas appeared behind him.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

The big man yawned, rubbed his eyes and asked. Dialect put the tools in his hand aside, turned to look at the confused big man, and said nothing.

Cars in this era have anti-theft functions and can be linked with watches. Once the car is parked, the smart system in the watch and the car will judge the situation and sound a warning sound. When the big man came down, he was already lucky.

"You, you, you, boy, you are finished, let's see if I won't kill you."

The big man took a close look and found that his car had been dismantled. He pressed a button on his communication watch. After quickly entering a few numbers on the pop-up screen, he rushed towards the dialect. .

Looking blankly at the big man rushing up, he turned sideways to avoid his kicks, and Fang Yan punched the big man in the abdomen.

The big man who was severely hit in the abdomen bent down and kept twitching. Dialect looked at the big man who was hunched in front of him, with a trace of unbearable in his eyes, but he went up and punched him hard in the forehead.

"Crack!" The big man fell to the ground. Dialect looked at the silent big man and nodded. He was about to turn around and continue dismantling. After thinking about it, he dragged the big man to the side where he was dismantling.

That night, Dialect also took out a lot of things from the mouth of Huangpizi who was drunk. For example, the button that the big man pressed just now was a quick alarm device. Call the police.

At the same time, the watch has a positioning effect. Once the police station receives this emergency alarm method, it will immediately turn on the positioning, and the nearby police will arrive at the scene within 3 minutes. time.

Thinking about it, he increased the speed in his hands.

About 16 minutes later, Fang Yan heard the alarm bell outside the garage, and hurriedly removed the last cover covering the graphene battery, and Fang Yan took a deep breath.

Putting the backpack on his back, Dialect picked up the big man on the ground, punched him again on the head, made sure he was unconscious and couldn't wake up, picked up the knife, and hooked the big man's neck with his right hand , put the knife holder up.

Let the big man's body be close to him, Dialect vacated his left hand, took a small screwdriver and began to **** inside the hood of the car.

"Don't move."

"Don't move."

The police car stopped not far from the dialect. The police got out of the car and shouted at the dialect with a gun.

"Command center, I am the patrol unit number 99527 here. An emergency occurs, repeats, an emergency occurs. There is a gangster taking hostages, and we need reinforcements." Zhang Tie said to the police station's standard watch.

"Mark number 99527, the command center has received the situation on the scene, please wait where you are, reinforcements will arrive within 2 minutes." The command center's voice came from Zhang Tie's headset.

"Shut up for me! Step back!" Fang Yan shouted, and at the same time, beads of sweat began to appear on his face.

Hearing the voices from the police in front of him, Fang Yan felt more and more irritable, and his hand slipped again, forcing him to **** for the screwdriver again.

"Dialect?" Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Zhang Tie shouted uncertainly, and saw Wei Wei's half face protruding from the big man's shoulder.

"Dialect, you brat, what are you doing? If you still remember Brother Zhang, put down the knife quickly." Zhang Tie reprimanded.

"Who are you, I don't know you, you all give me a distance, or I will kill him." Fang Yan roared, his right hand involuntarily added a little strength, cut the skin of the big man's neck, and a trace of blood began to flow. came out.

I seem to have become a thug now, Fang Yan was stunned for a while, but he didn't dare to let his right hand relax in the slightest, and looked at Zhang Tie, who was facing him faintly, and Fang Yan could only apologize to him in his heart.

There was more and more sweat on his face. He couldn't wipe the dialect, and he didn't dare to wipe it off. The reinforcements had already arrived at the scene. He felt that there would definitely be a few sniper rifles aimed at his head now.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

"Command center, I don't recommend killing criminals directly."

"Say your reasons."

"I have been in contact with this criminal. He is still a child. He must have had a last resort. I will attract his attention, and you will take the opportunity to shoot your arms." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect that was still young a few days ago. Sighed.

"Allow you to attract attention, assign one sniper to aim at the arm, and the other two are still aiming at the head." The command center was silent for a while and said.

"Received!" Zhang Tie replied, walking towards the scene.

Dialect, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I can only help you here, the rest depends on what you want to do.

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"Dialect, you have to know that there is nothing in this world that cannot be overcome. You can't give up yourself just because you are confused for a while."

"I know your nature is not bad, you..." Zhang Tie persuaded in the direction of the dialect.

Dialect didn't know how long it was before he returned, and he didn't listen to what Zhang Tie said to him. At this time, he had removed the last screw attached to the graphene battery.

Holding the graphene battery with one hand, Dialect shook, and slowly pulled it out of the slot. Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, Dialect breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his right hand relaxed, from The big man's neck slid to the position in front of his chest. At this time, the big man's neck was already covered with blood.

"boom!"

Dialect felt that his right arm was hit hard by something, and his body involuntarily fell back...

"Control the suspect! Control the suspect!"

"Doctor, doctor..."

In a trance, Dialect saw the police surrounding him. At the same time, it was 5:00 a.m., and Dialect's consciousness began to disappear...

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"The fourth, the fourth."

Qian Hui's roaring voice came from the passage, and the dialect's fingers on the ground moved, slightly raised his head, and woke up from his vague thoughts.

A headlight shone on Dialect, looking at the blurry figure hurried over, a pale smile appeared on Dialect's face.

"Take it, don't open it..."

Dialect felt that he was being picked up, said weakly, and then passed out.

Money bag, I know, you will definitely come...