The vest cannot be collapsed

[System,] Jushan Haruki made a decisive decision, [cut off all networks and information in this area. 】

[Cut early,] The voice of the system sounds extremely reliable, [When the guard didn't finish the first sentence, I immediately disconnected the entire area. 】

The person in charge of the laboratory is mentally handicapped. When he dragged the researcher into the shadows, he didn't consider the problem of his height of 1.8 meters at all. He didn't hide it well and exposed half of his feet. He happened to be spotted by the passing security personnel and thought it was a corpse. The highest alarm was sounded.

Fortunately, it was intercepted by the system before the highest alarm was issued. Now the alarm is only affecting the central area of ​​the hall on this floor. As for the other sub-areas, they have not noticed any abnormalities here, and they are still as calm as ever. .

The central area of ​​the lobby is used to link multiple experimental areas on this floor, and it is also the only up and down passage for the passenger elevator, which is equivalent to the transportation hub of this floor. Any experimenters who need to go to other experimental areas must pass through here to pass.

In other words, this method of the system will not last long.

Once other experimenters need to go to other areas and find that all the roads leading to the central area are blocked, the news of the accident in the central area cannot be concealed.

Fortunately, the main research room on this floor is subordinate to this unlucky person in charge. Today, a large number of experimenters were late, absent from work and left early, and the traffic in the hall was relatively less than usual, which delayed them a little.

So the most important thing now is a quick fix.

But you don't need to drive Wushuang if you can sneak. Haruki Jushan observed the surrounding environment and quickly ran towards the experimenters.

After the highest alarm sounded in the hall, all the exits were blocked, and the researchers trapped inside were surrounded by well-trained guards, and all rushed to the place farthest from the incident site.

Taking advantage of the time when all the guards were paying attention to the person in charge, Jushan Haruki quickly turned a corner, holding the folder in his hand as if frightened, stepped back in a panic, and then blended in very naturally Among the panic-stricken experimenters, the whole process was naturally not noticed by anyone, and he was still following the person in charge at the last second.

He never expected that the psychological quality of the person in charge could be so poor. Before the guards found anything, he ran up and recruited himself.

Before these experimenters could react to what happened, the person in charge who had the most violent reaction instantly became the target of public criticism. When Haruki Yayama rushed towards the researchers, the other guards in the hall He also rushed over with a weapon.

Haruki Jushan only looked back and called him a good guy in his heart.

Should it be said that it is the laboratory of Onimai Tsuji?In other places, guards are equipped with at most one baton, and at the most advanced level, they may also have an explosion-proof fork and an explosion-proof shield. This is the limit of security equipment.

What about him?Good guy, everyone has a shotgun bin.

Is this the security guard or the bank escorting the cash truck?

The shotgun canister has a short range and a great deterrent effect, but it is less lethal than other wooden canisters. He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't carefully selected.

And if I remember correctly?Right now, the only legal possessions in the territory are air guns and shotguns, right?

If this is discovered, each of these gun-wielding security guards will be guaranteed for a minimum of five years, and their boss Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi, together with the multiple illegal research in this laboratory, may add up to sentence him to the next life.

It's really all villains. If a bunch of things in this laboratory are really exposed, no one will be able to escape.

Since the opponent has a wooden warehouse, he must pay more attention to his subsequent shots. Although he is now a ghost and can recover quickly after being injured, there is no precedent for a ghost to be injured by modern weapons. What will happen when we arrive.

If the healing speed of the ghost is greater than the penetration speed of the bullet, then the bullet will also be left in the body while the body is healing.

He huddled together with the experimenters calmly, skillfully adjusted an expression similar to theirs, quickly blended in, and began to calmly observe the development of the situation.

Two shots rang out.

The person in charge of the weak chicken, who has negative physical fitness and probably never ran 800 meters since the year he graduated, could not outrun the well-trained security guards. Before he could take a few steps, the guards behind him directly hit him Left and right legs bent, and then he staggered, and he was pushed down to the ground by the guards who were chasing after him, making a crisp sound of bones breaking.

This is probably really broken.

Judging from the angle at which he was struggling and the position of his defending palm at the moment of being hit, it was probably either the calf bone or the knee bone that was broken.

But with those two shots just now, his meniscus is probably going to fail.

The person in charge who was thrown to the ground was pressed to the ground in such a embarrassing way before he had time to run far.

"I..." His pain-sensing nerves seemed to have just reacted, and the domineering and destructive moment destroyed his language system. As soon as the first word was uttered, the following words were turned into a series of wailing.

A few corridors away, the person in charge accurately captured the calm line of sight of Haruki Yoshiyama who was hidden in the crowd.

He didn't know when he mixed into the group of researchers, the panic expression on his face was the same as theirs, except for the calm and scary eyes that looked over.

The person in charge wailed for a while, then rolled his eyes neatly, and passed out.

[Wow,] the system sighed without emotion, [You scared people out. 】

Haruki Juyama:?

What do you mean he fainted?

This is obviously because the person in charge fainted from the pain after his bones were smashed, right?What does it have to do with him, he just wanted to warn him not to talk nonsense.

The system wanted to say something, but saw the guard who had just spotted the two people in the shadow stand up and said, "It's not a corpse."

"Because he was knocked out." The guard checked what happened here. "One researcher's badge and coat are all gone."

The badge is the pass of the experimenters in the laboratory. Many places that require identity verification need to scan the badge. Infiltrated a person from outside.

"It's not him." The guard took off the badge on the chest of the person in charge who passed out, and then scanned it in front of the main control computer in the hall. "His badge matches his face."

Then this badge can only be in that field of experimenters.

"You, you, and the few of you, come out." The guard closest to them reacted quickly, and at the same time, other guards at the side also pointed the wooden warehouse mouth at these experimenters.

He selected all experimenters who were relatively tall. The experimenter who was knocked out and took away his badge and coat was 1.8 meters tall. If the person wearing his clothes was shorter than him by ten centimeters, then The white coat will look particularly unconvincing, and you can tell at a glance that you are wearing someone else's clothes.

So it is only possible among these few taller experimenters.

With his height of about 1.8 meters, Jushan Haruki stood out from the group of experimenters who were about 1.7 meters tall. As soon as he stood up, countless guards looked over.

Watching a bunch of security guards start to check the badges one by one, the system: [Stop it, clean up and open Wushuang. 】

Jushan Haruki: 【...I feel unwilling. 】

Obviously he could get in directly at the beginning, but now he has to open Wushuang, so what's the point of grabbing the person in charge and asking a lot of questions at the beginning?Wasting ten precious minutes of his life?

[Don't be resigned, I've already found you,] Seeing the guard who scanned the badge getting closer, the system reminded, [Hurry up and hurry up. 】

Don't forget that although the internet connection between the central area and other places has been cut off now, if someone really passes by, they will definitely find out that something is wrong here.

The alarm in the whole area is a small matter, and the expert they are looking for will definitely run away when the highest alarm is sounded. If Jushan Haruki continues to play like this, it will be a waste of time to find neither an expert nor Wu Mi.

[Open, open, open here. ] Haruki Jushan rubbed his face helplessly.

"Badge." The guards finally stood in front of him.

Jushan Haruki obediently handed over the badge, and the moment he turned around to scan the main control computer, he knocked his head on the table in front of the computer with one hand.

Does it sound good?What sounds good is a good head.

At the moment when the other guards subconsciously held up the wooden cangkou to face him, Haruki Jushan dealt with the two guards in black standing beside him one by one, then quickly stepped back a few steps and turned his head, easily dodging a few guards. A bullet headed for his legs and forehead.

Mozambique shooting law.

First shoot the enemy's torso to cause damage and interfere with the opponent's actions, and then deliver a fatal blow to the head.

Different from the traditional Mozambique, the three bullets shot at him just now were shot by three different guards.

These guards hired by Onimai Tsuji have definitely undergone professional training and have extraordinary tacit understanding and cooperation.

If it wasn't for his sudden forceful movement just now that was too fast and strong, he probably would have been able to turn against the wind and cut Haruki Uiyama's hand to complete the uniform in an instant the moment he held down the guard's head.

But it's a pity that there are still a few people in this world who can beat him in physical fitness.

Maybe this guard deliberately exposed his back undefended in order to create an excellent opportunity for unknown intruders to use his mobile phone to counter him with one move, but it is obvious that those who drowned are all able to swim, and they are too concerned about their own strength and the cooperation of their companions. The overconfident defender never thought that Haruki Jushan would kill him with a single blow.

Well-trained and armed with heavy weapons, this arrogance made them fail to see the technical content of Haruki Yayama's few hits just now. If they missed a hit, they would strike again, and they picked up the wooden warehouse in a half-enclosed state again. The guards probably couldn't have imagined that the next second after the bullet was fired, they would see an extremely weird scene.

The bullet that landed on the intruder did hit the position they expected, and as the bullet entered, red blood sprayed from the intruder's body.

But in the next second, before they were happy, the flesh where the blood spattered was instantly healed as if time had flown back, and even the bullets stuck in the flesh were ejected automatically.

And the whole process didn't take more than two seconds.

The shell casing ejected from the clip and the bullet squeezed out of his wound landed at the same time, making a series of jingling and crisp sounds.

There was an eerie silence in the hall.

For a moment, the guard could only hear the crisp sound of the spring hitting the barrel when he pulled the trigger. The frightened guards started shooting crazily only by instinct, and they didn't realize that the bullets in the magazine had already been shot by him until they heard the empty impact sound. empty.

And the intruder, the intruder, was unharmed.

"you you……"

"Are you out of bullets?" The intruder standing in front of the main control computer raised his eyebrows, "Then it's my turn to shoot."

shooting?

Where did he get the wooden barn?

Before the guard's chaotic brain gradually turned to analyze and understand his words, he saw the intruder stretch out his hand, revealing that he had just caught a dozen bullets with his bare hands.

Then he made a gesture of holding Mu Cang, and locked his forehead: "Bang."

The bullet popped out of his hand lightly, and then turned a corner in the air with a parabola and acceleration that was so weird that it didn't conform to common sense at all, and shot him between the eyebrows with incomparable precision.

There was a loud bang, and the world in front of me was turned upside down.

It turned out that he was knocked to the ground.

In the last second when consciousness still existed, the guards had only one thought in their minds.

It turns out that when he said shooting, he meant "shooting" with bullets.

And on the other side-

【knock off. 】After solving all the guards, Haruki Jushan sighed and rubbed his palms.

100% catching bullets with bare hands looks handsome, but the moment the bullet hits the hand is really painful, not to mention there is more than one bullet, a dozen bullets poured in madly, the skin and flesh of the hand healed and reappeared Torn apart, every muscle is subjected to too high an impact in just a few seconds.

This needs to be replaced by another person, let alone wait until the magazine is empty before retaliation like Haruki Jushan, I am afraid they will not be able to withstand the first blow.

[What about these experimenters? 】The guards were all down, and the group of experimenters who were standing with him before looked at him as if they were looking at Godzilla.

"Don't, don't open the wooden warehouse." An experimenter with eyes trembled.

"We are dizzy, we are dizzy."

He closed his eyes and knocked himself against the pillar next to him.

There was a muffled sound, and he really fell down in response.

As he fell, the experimenters who got together seemed to have met some kind of backbone, and started chattering in an instant——

"I'm dizzy too, I won't say anything."

"I didn't see anything."

"I'm a bit stuck, how about you come and punch me..."

"I can't do it either, why don't we go together three, two, one?"

Haruki Juyama:? ? ?

No, wait a minute?

He hasn't said what he's going to do, what are you experimenters trying to do by knocking yourself out one by one?

Within half a minute, these researchers who were shaking like quails a second ago all passed out under the threat of their lives.

Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all over the hall under the scarlet alarm lights, the system sighed from the bottom of its heart: [Ju Shanqingshu, you are such a wicked person. 】

Haruki Juyama:?

no?What is he doing?

He obviously didn't even lift his hand just now, what exactly did these experimenters think up?

[I...] He stopped for a moment, and began to smash the can, [I'm going to bring the wicked, what's wrong? 】

"You," he looked at the only one of the group of researchers who had just moved, "I see you're still awake."

The researcher who couldn't do anything but pretend to be dizzy let out a sob.

A muffled sound.

Now in this central hall, apart from Jushan Haruki, there is really no one awake.

system:……

System: [Amazing. 】

Sure enough, the most perfect stealth is Wushuang.