Please Spare Me a Tail

Ran. Looking at the miserable appearance of these three people, and looking at the one hanging on the wall, I couldn't help but admire secretly, this young lady has strength, and she has a big temper, she deserves to be the one who can be given a gun by their boss.

He immediately took a photo and posted it in the group.

At this moment, the mobile phone is unusable, but after the local area network is repaired, the improved mobile phone can still restore certain functions, and it is also possible to use a small software to create a group.

As the No. 1 mercenary team in Jiangcheng, the Zhongyang team has always been rich and powerful. Whether it is improving mobile phones or access to the Internet, the logistics side has made proper arrangements, so chatting and spanking in the group chat in spare time has become the team members' choice. way of pastime.

There is no boss to rest assured of the high group.

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Pan An is not as handsome as me: Take a look, is this handsome?

Goldfish: Little Panzi, who messed with you again? Throwing everyone over the wall?

Shuangmu Chenglin: By the way, does this person look familiar?

Know-it-all: Wang Bin, there is a photo of this person in the task bar in the hall. He and three other accomplices did many bad things. They are called the Four Little Devils of the Yellow River.

Jinyu: Yo Yo Yo, Lao Wan, you are well-informed, you know all about this, but when did you take on this kind of task, little Panzi?

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: I didn't do it, but a young lady did it for the heavens?

Goldfish: There is a story.

Shuangmu Chenglin: Come on, tell me, if you're being tricked like this, then what kind of young lady has a background?

Pan Gu smiled, and said to the people around him while typing: Tie them all up, they all have a lot of criminal records, take them back later.

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: Now I have to talk about something, do you know that the boss's gun is missing?

Jinyu: Bold, dare to openly insult the boss, wait for me to report this matter quickly, Xiao Panzi, you wait to die.

Two trees form a forest: How can you doubt the boss's glory!

Steamed buns want to eat meat: I'll go, as soon as I come in, I will catch up with such a hot topic! Hey hey hey hey!

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Chapter 9

Pan Gu almost dropped his phone, wanting to beat these bastards to death.

Pan An is not as handsome as me: I'm talking about the silver pistol and gun that the boss always carries around!

Goldfish: (ˉ▽￣～) cut~~

Two trees form a forest: (ˉ▽￣～) cut~~

Steamed buns need meat: (ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~

Steamed buns want to eat meat: Anyway, the screen shot has been taken, and the evidence is in hand, no one can deny it.

Pan Gu was furious.

Still know-it-all came out to answer the call.

Know-it-all: Speaking of which, I didn’t seem to see it yesterday. I heard from Ms. Sanshui that I gave it away.

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: You know this old Wan, so do you know who the gift is for?

Know-it-all: It's a lady.

Goldfish: How do you know?

Know-it-all: Just look at the reaction of Ms. Sanshui.

Goldfish: Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo! Why don't I know such breaking news, who is that woman?

Shuangmu Chenglin: I seem to understand, is that woman the same lady who put Wang Bin on the wall?

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: I guess so, the appearance, characteristics and clothing are all the same.

Goldfish: You have a bad temper, okay!

Pan Gu took another photo of the three bloody guys.

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Pan An is not as handsome as me: Look at this again, it is said that the young lady used a handful of salt to make them like this, isn't it awesome?

Goldfish: Salt? This is impossible, right? How did you do it, are your eyes blind?

Pan Gu asked how the three were injured while typing in the group, and told the story.

Goldfish: Damn, this is using the salt as a hidden weapon. What is the origin of the young lady?

Shuangmu Chenglin: The skill is amazing, the young lady is not a master of martial arts, is she?

Wen: Mental power.

Suddenly such a sentence popped up in the chatting group, and everyone was stunned for a moment, just like elementary school students who were fighting in class when they were suddenly caught by the head teacher, and they all pretended to be dead.

Pan Gu bit the bullet and typed carefully.

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: Brother Wen, you are here too.

Wen: I happen to be free, the group is very lively.

Seeing this sentence, everyone else erupted as if they were alive.

Goldfish: Hello Vancouver.

Know-it-all: Hello, Team Wen.

Two trees form a forest: Good afternoon, Vancouver.

Steamed buns need meat: Hello, Brother Wen.

Goldfish: Brother Wen, what do you mean, that young lady is supposed to use mental power to manipulate salt grains to hurt people?

Wen recovers quickly: very likely.

Pan Gu took a deep breath. If that's the case, he's really a genius. Mental power is a very new concept. It was only rumored in the base last month that there was a monster in the northern base who could use spiritual power to control things. People, the transmission is very magical.

Goldfish: Damn, the mental power is said to be very mysterious, and it can control objects through the air. It's too bad. I kind of want to see myself. As for people, Pan Zi can take a picture too.

Pan An is not as handsome as I am: he has already left.

Wen: The blood doesn't seem to have dried up, so the person hasn't gone far, right?

Pan Gu slapped his head: Yes, the person should not have gone far nearby. Hey, you three, did that girl just leave?

The three people who had been tied up replied that they had just left not long ago.

Pan Gu immediately wanted to go out to find someone, but he didn't see another message popping up in the group.

Wen: I will pay attention to this matter. Xiaogu should not play with his mobile phone outside, and pay attention to the movement around him.

But he didn't need to look at it, because as soon as he stepped out of the door, he felt that something was wrong. On the street corner not far ahead, a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, and fallen leaves and lighter garbage were swept up and whirled.

in the base.

Zhongyang squad camp.

A man put down his mobile phone, pushed the wheelchair under him and turned around. This is a pale but elegant man, but unfortunately there is nothing below the knees, obviously a disabled person.

When he came to the stairs, the stairs blocked his way, but he suddenly stretched out his hands, and two vines suddenly shot out, wrapping around the railing downstairs, and with the help of the vines, he lifted himself and the wheelchair up together, Landing lightly, the whole movement is very easy, obviously strong.

In the lounge area next to the hall, at the long table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, a man in black was sitting here, turning on the improved computer in front of him, looking at the picture on it, wondering what he was thinking.

And next to the computer lay a sizable white cat with light gray leather stripes on its back. The white cat was taking a nap, swinging its big tail lazily, sometimes rubbing against the man's wrist, and the man would raise his hand to stroke it from time to time. Click it.

Wen Liansheng's wheelchair rolled over, the man glanced at him sideways, it was Lu Ye.

Compared with the day outside, Lu Ye is now dressed in black, but it is not a combat uniform. The collar buttons of his shirt are undone, and the cuffs are also rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and his slightly loose pants are in a sitting position. Under the circumstances, also vaguely outlined the outline of strong thighs.

Wen Liansheng smiled and said, What are you looking at?

Lu Ye turned the screen over. It was a simple electronic map of Jiangcheng. There was a red dot flashing once and for all. To be precise, it flashed here and there.

Wen Liansheng understood at a glance: It's the place where zombies from the space system haunted.

That's right. Lu Ye picked up the cup and took a sip, There is no trace of its appearance, but the previous speculation is correct. The more places where the supernatural beings gather, the higher the probability of it appearing. Combined with forty-four There are recorded cases of attacks, I calculated, five people with supernatural powers should be the critical value, and less than three people with supernatural powers is the safe range.”

Wen Liansheng said: No wonder you don't allow everyone to act collectively these days, and you won't arrange more than three supernatural beings in the task team. Are you going to do it yourself?