pure white believer

Nan Ting was so frightened that his breath became stagnant.

The next second, the door opened, and a guard in uniform walked in, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

It was late, he seemed to be a little sleepy, and he said listlessly: "Inside..."

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped suddenly.

——There was no one in the room.

The guard tensed up, thinking that he had gone to the wrong room, and immediately looked up to see the number on the wall.As soon as he moved, something flickered in his peripheral vision, and then there was a heavy pain on the forehead, and his eyes were suddenly dark, and he couldn't see anything.

Nan Ting hid behind the door and attacked the guard, dragged the unconscious man to an empty bed, and then walked out of the wide open cell door.

Outside the house is a dark corridor, empty.

"... Mr. Consultant?" Nan Ting tried to call out.

No one answered him.

Nan Ting took two steps and stopped uneasy.He looked back at the exit not far behind him, hesitated for a while, and finally turned around and continued to walk deep into the corridor.

There are [-] fully enclosed cells on this one floor. Nan Ting has no keys, and violently destroying the door locks will trigger the alarm.

And he had no idea which room the advisor was in.

He might not even be on this floor, this building.

Even so, Nan Ting walked through each door carefully, listening carefully for any movement inside.

After wandering for a long time, he finally stopped in front of the third door.

In the entire building, it seemed that there was only a slight sound from inside.

Can't wait any longer.

Nan Ting stretched out his hand, gritted his teeth, and twisted hard.

With a "click", he unscrewed the entire doorknob.

The door opened slowly, and a strange creaking sound came from the room.Nan Ting suddenly showed a suspicious expression, holding the handle that was broken in two, and walked into the room with a frown——

Then he met eyes with an obese man who looked to weigh three hundred catties and was wearing a blue-gray prison uniform.

The other party looked at him, opened his mouth wide in horror, and there was no sound for a while, only the huge body flinched and bounced on the bed.

The bed made that weird, miserable creaking sound again.

Nan Ting: "..."

He took a step back, and in vain poked the broken doorknob into the hole in the door, barely getting it in.

Nan Ting closed his eyes.

"Sorry," he nodded to the fat man in the room, and said as calmly as possible, "I went by the wrong way."

As he spoke, he backed away and closed the door behind him as he left.The unsteady doorknob fell to the ground "dang".

Fatty's screams rang out along with the alarm that the base was being invaded.

Nanting immediately rushed towards the only exit, but it was too late, as soon as the intrusion alarm sounded, a huge iron gate crashed down, blocking his only way out.

At the same time, footsteps sounded from all directions at the same time, and the security force of the base seemed to be gathering here, and it sounded like there were dozens of people.

Nan Ting made a decisive decision.

He stretched out his hand and gently put his fingertips into the crack of the door. The hard steel was like soft mud at this moment, and he easily pushed it away.

Then the heavy iron door fell apart in an instant.

Tiny iron filings fluttered down from the air, and pure white foam floated around inappropriately, and then drifted and burst in the air, like a fleeting dream.

Nan Ting quickly passed through it, and rushed into the entrance of the corridor before everyone arrived.

However, after only going down half a floor, he keenly caught the sound of messy footsteps downstairs, and had no choice but to change direction immediately, turned around and climbed up the handrail of the stairs, jumped, and landed firmly on the edge of the narrow window sill .

Nan Ting lowered his head and glanced outside.

Then he immediately regretted it——Base No. 4 actually built the cell on the 21st floor.

He could only be thankful that he was not afraid of heights, but when he returned to the corridor at this time, he would inevitably have a head-on conflict with the guards upstairs.

I can only find a way to go to other places from the outside of the building.

But doing so is risky.After all, he was hanging at a height of nearly [-] meters at this moment, even if he fell, he might be crushed to pieces.

The sound of chaotic footsteps gradually approached.Nan Ting could even hear the human voices: "The iron gate is damaged..."

"iron gate?!"

"Tell other teams, level one alert!"

Nan Ting changed his posture, sat on the window sill, and turned his head to look in the direction of the stairs.

At such a critical moment, he was a little distracted.

My heart beat suddenly faster.

Nan Ting was a little puzzled.In the past, he would have jumped down with his eyes closed a long time ago, and he would not be so hesitant as he is now, nor would he be nervous at all.

No... In the past, he would not have chosen to jump down at all.

He obviously has a better solution.

Nan Ting sighed inwardly.

He felt more and more that leaving the base was the right choice.

When he worried about other people's lives again and again at such times, he was no longer suitable for the original job.

"The target seems to have gone downstairs..."

"Everyone pay attention!"

Footsteps sounded in the stairwell, pulling Nan Ting's mind back.

The guard members rushing to the front were the first to see the "target" sitting on the windowsill:

"There he is!" he yelled.

However, the man didn't even have time to see the target's face clearly, when he saw the target turn around——

He jumped straight off the window sill.

"The target jumped off the building?!"

Members of the guard rushed forward.

But downstairs did not appear as they had imagined a falling broken corpse - the target in a white dress jumped from the 21st floor and landed on the platform of the [-]th floor from the opposite building.

When Nan Ting landed, he didn't stand still, and rolled around on the ground, scratching his arm.

Blood gushed out from the wound immediately.But he didn't have time to bandage, because in the corner of his vision, a black shadow had already stood on the window where he was standing just now.

The man he saw just now, walking at the front of the guard, also jumped down like him, and chased after him.

Nan Ting knew that this person was difficult to deal with.Although he doesn't know each other, generally speaking, the most capable character in this kind of team is the one who walks at the forefront.

The reason why he dared to jump off the height of the third floor was because the physical fitness of the mermaid species was better than that of humans, and a fall of about ten meters was not enough to hurt him.

But the humans who caught up were obviously not afraid of such heights.

Nan Ting could only turn around and run away.

The opposite building was also empty. Nan Ting found the elevator, but found that the power had already been cut off.

The wound was still bleeding, and there was excruciating pain in his arm.

He was actually rarely injured.Whether it was in the base before or during the six months when he was on mission, there were people by his side who cared for him meticulously.Compared with those team members in the executive department who go through life and death every day, he can almost be called pampered.

So much so that with just a few more wounds on his arms, he was a little distracted by the pain.

As Nan Ting ran, he thought aggrievedly why they were chasing him even though he was running away to avoid injury to those humans.

He was not familiar with the structure of No. 4 base. For the sake of confidentiality, there would not be any instructions on the structure inside the base. He could only escape in the right direction by feeling.

When he came back to his senses, Nan Ting had lost his way in the winding building and walked into a dead end unknowingly.

The sound of footsteps behind him was already separated by a wall.

Nan Ting: "..."

He had to stop.

Seeing him stop, the man chasing behind immediately stopped in vigilance and confronted him at the corner.

Nan Ting looked around carefully again, and found that the only exit was behind the man.

He started to have some headaches.

Or else...threat him?

So he spoke, trying to lower his voice as low as possible: "Get out of the way... Get out of the way."

Added another sentence: "If you don't get out of the way, I will kill you now."

The opponent remained motionless.

Nan Ting: "..."

He was even more distressed, so he turned around and looked at the wall behind him.

There wasn't even a window on this wall through which he could jump.

But Nan Ting didn't expect that the moment he exposed his back to the enemy, the opponent directly chose to sneak attack, raised his weapon very quickly, and pulled the trigger with a "bang".

The distance is too close, and the bullets even come faster than the sound.

Almost at the same time, Nan Ting turned around.

He only had time to raise one hand.

The bullet hit him straight in the chest.

Nan Ting yelled softly, gathered his five fingers together, and covered the place where the bullet hit.

He raised his head and looked at the man across from him with a look of surprise.

The man glanced at his target expressionlessly.

The marksmanship was as accurate as ever, hitting the opponent's heart impartially.

He picked up his communication device and pressed the button: "Report, the target has been..."

The voice stopped suddenly.

The man's eyes widened in astonishment.

The person opposite him, no, it should be said to be some kind of beautiful creature with obvious non-human features, has already put down his hand, the chest that should have been stained red with blood is now as clean as ever, and even the clothes on his body are not damaged at all .

The opponent spread his hand at him.

A small piece of foam flew out of the clean palm, and rushed straight towards the man.

The man was taken aback, almost thinking that it was some kind of attack method of the opponent, when he subconsciously raised his hands to block, he found that they were all softly ruptured on his body.

Just like real bubbles.

And at this moment, the person standing in front of him also gave him such an illusion.

Soft and fragile, the pure white skirt was slightly swayed by the wind, like a piece of foam that could be crushed by reaching out.

"Stop chasing me," he heard the foamy figure say. "I've been running this way because I don't know you and I don't want to hurt you."

Man: "...you!"

Nan Ting paused, as if he really wanted to convince him: "Isn't it?"

"If you now... well, let me go, let me leave from the exit next to you, I promise I won't hurt you." He said seriously, "Really."

man:"……"

After witnessing the strangeness of the other party, he still cautiously did not approach Nan Ting, but raised his weapon to aim at him again from a distance.

Nan Ting lowered his eyes in disappointment.

After he glanced at it, he said to himself: "Isn't it bearing the weight?"

man:"?"

He saw the other party poke the wall behind him with his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, a large hole suddenly appeared on the flat wall, reflecting the dark night outside.

The howling wind immediately poured in from the entrance of the cave.

A good building was demolished by himself, and Nan Ting felt a little guilty about himself.But at this moment, there was no other way out. In terms of close combat, he might not be able to defeat these humans without harming them.

He tentatively approached the entrance of the cave, but stopped suddenly.

"By the way." Nan Ting turned around and asked, "Have you seen Mr. Consultant?"

man:"……"

man:"?"

Nan Ting thought he didn't understand, so he gestured with his hand: "The consultant is, he... is about this tall, has blond hair, wears glasses, um... have you seen this person nearby?"

The man aimed at him again.

Nan Ting shrank his neck reflexively.

... If you don't say it, don't say it.

Before the gunfire rang out, he repeated his old trick and jumped out of the gap in the wall, preparing to jump back to the platform three floors below the opposite building.

This time, however, he miscalculated his speed.

He jumped along the wind before, so naturally he was not affected by the wind resistance, but now he jumped out against the strong wind, and there was a big deviation from the expected landing position, and his body rubbed against the edge of the platform and fell out——

Nan Ting's heart tightened, and he subconsciously grabbed it upwards, barely pulling the edge of the railing.

There was another sharp pain on the arm, and the original wound seemed to be torn open.

He frowned in pain, but had no choice but to continue to exert force with his hands, trying to pull his body back to the platform from mid-air, but suddenly sensed the danger coming from behind——

With a sound of "Dang", the sharp blade that came flying cut the railing in two.

The opponent wisely did not choose to target him, but took a fancy to the life-saving straw he was holding in his hand.

The incomplete railing could not bear his weight and was crumbling.

Nan Ting glanced back.

In the night, he could clearly see the man standing high and his hands raised in the air.

— Will it end like this?

Thoughts about death broke into Nan Ting's mind unstoppably.

In the past, he rarely thought about death, because he didn't think anyone could send him to the end.It's pointless to think about it.

But now he found that he was not too far away from it.

If it is his own choice.

The falling process was very slow at first, just a "click" to break, and then there should be endless weightlessness.

and then?

A violent gust of wind blew past him, making Nan Ting feel dazed for a while.A strange thought came to him: Could there be a place where he could hide forever?

A feeling almost of joy, as if he was close to some kind of answer, hit him.

His heart suddenly thumped.

"—Nanting."

A cold male voice sounded above his head without warning.

"...!"

Nan Ting woke up suddenly, his thoughts came back, but his hand involuntarily let go——

"you--"

He fell less than half a meter before he was hugged into his arms.

Immediately after a moment of dizziness, Nan Ting felt that he was thrown back on the platform, and before he could get up, he was dragged back into the room by his arms.

The person who pulled him up seemed to be afraid that he would jump down again, and threw him against the corner of the wall, and cut his hands behind him, preventing him from breaking free from his side.

The power supply was interrupted, and the room was pitch-black. Nan Ting could clearly see Mr. Consultant's face through the darkness.

He immediately frowned, pretending to laugh: "Gu..."

"You're crazy."

The consultant interrupted him, frowning, and his tone was slightly angry.

Nan Ting froze for a moment, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and suddenly realized that the other party's mood was not right.He trembled on the spot, and for a moment he was too frightened to look into the other person's eyes, so he obediently lowered his head.

Why... is he so angry.

The consultant had a cold face and didn't speak again, just looking at him like this.

silence.

After a long time, Nan Ting took the lead and couldn't take it anymore.

"I...I," he said submissively, "my hand hurts...can you, let me go first."

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It took 800 years to find out that your wife is not normal (.)

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