2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Quick, I'll come to the front row, you come and smash it to death with coins." Yan Muyun raised his right hand flat to support the silver shield in front of him, and moved his left hand towards Yan Long, who was still sitting on the ground.

"What?"

"Have you ever played a game? I'm a human shield and you're a shooter. I'll take damage while you deal damage." Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows.

At this time, he looked calm and relaxed, but in fact he was holding on. After all, no normal person can change his mentality so quickly after seeing a monster beyond his cognitive range.

Only by treating this real battle as a game could Yan Muyun muster the courage to stand in front of the monster.

Are you so addicted to the Internet?

However, Yan Taki had no time to pay attention to him. He pointed at the opposite side and shouted: "It wants to escape!"

"What?" Yan Muyun looked back and saw the hill-like monster running towards the depths of the street on two short legs without looking back.

"Is this monster with such a high IQ that it just runs away when it feels like it can't be beaten?" He was a little confused.

Yan Long put his hands on his knees and stood up with some difficulty: "We have to catch up quickly and not let it hurt ordinary people..."

Before he could finish his words, a dark red afterimage flashed in front of his eyes, followed by the loud sound of a heavy object hitting the cement floor.

The two of them looked intently, only to see lying on the ground not far away was the Molten Demon who had just escaped.

At this time, not only did it have a broken horn, its thick right arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, but the black rock covering it was broken into pieces, and its chest was sunk down by nearly half a meter, and it looked like it was gone. Half life.

"Hahahaha, well done, boy!"

Hearty laughter spread from far to near, and a strong man wearing a gray sportswear fell from the sky and hit the half-dead Molten Demon heavily.

A powerful impact surged up, blowing up dust on the ground and obscuring their sight.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the strong man was seen with his hands on his waist and one of his feet crushing the Molten Demon's huge head. The white sneakers were covered with gray-green slurry.

"Brother Wei!" Yan Long's eyes lit up.

Good guy, this monster... just died like that?

Yan Muyun swallowed, lowered his arms, and the silver barrier in front of him disappeared into the air. He turned around and asked, "Who is this?"

"Wei Jun, the captain of the first detachment of the Haicang District Special Branch Bureau where I am an intern. Among the C-level genetic warriors I know, he is the most powerful." Yan Long obviously admired the man in front of him, and the introduction was extremely detailed.

"Hahaha, no, no, thank you." Wei Jun walked forward with a loud smile and waved his hand.

The man is tall and strong, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a circle of light blue stubble around his mouth. The gray sportswear tightly wrapped his bulging muscles, which looked extremely oppressive.

When he came closer, Yan Muyun compared him secretly, and found that the other person was a full head taller than him.

Knowing that he is 182cm tall, the strong man in front of him must be at least two meters tall.

"You're not injured, are you?" Wei Jun put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin.

"No, it's just this set of power armor that I need to trouble Uncle Zhang." Yan Long forced a smile and raised his hands. The broken arm armor hung in the air, and the exposed circuit board flashed a few sparks from time to time.

"By the way, why are you here? The commissioner of the second team should be on duty today."

"My gym is not far from here, so I rushed over when I heard the siren. If we had to wait for the people from the second team to arrive, I'm afraid this block would have been demolished long ago."

Wei Jun chuckled, and then looked at Yan Muyun with interest: "Why don't you introduce this little brother? I think his performance just now was very good. He is a good prospect."

"He..." Yan Long turned his head and glanced, but the expression on his face became complicated.

"Hello, my name is Yan Muyun, and his uncle is 52 years old." Yan Muyun smiled honestly and stretched out a hand.

Wei Jun: "?"

He almost subconsciously reached out his hand and shook the other person's hand.

It wasn't until he put his hands back in his pockets that Wei Jun seemed to finally react. He said with a serious face, "52 years old? His uncle? Brother, do you know who he is? You can't make this joke."

Yan Muyun grinned and put his hands into his trouser pockets, following his example.

Wei Jun tilted his head slightly and turned his questioning eyes to Yan Long, but saw that the usually aloof boy frowned and did not speak.

"Holy shit, really?" He couldn't help but curse.

Yan Taki sighed and lowered his voice slightly: "My dad has a brother who is in a vegetative state and has been lying in the hospital for thirty years. This is not a secret, you all should know it."

"Hiss...I know this is happening..." Wei Jun felt a bit of toothache.

After sleeping for thirty years, you wake up as soon as you wake up, and you still look like a young man?

"Huh?" At this moment, Yan Muyun seemed to have discovered something strange, and pointed forward: "That monster seems to be disappearing."

In the middle of the road, Molten Demon's broken body turned into dots of golden light and slowly dissipated into the air.

"Now I believe it, he really just woke up after sleeping for thirty years." Wei Jun sighed.

Yan Long took two steps forward and explained: "I don't know why. As long as these monsters die completely, their bodies will quickly dissipate on their own. The Special Branch has tried various methods over the years, but they can't retain any of their bodies. organize."

"So magical?"

Yan Muyun blinked, and then said with some emotion: "It's the same when these monsters appear. There is no warning, and they just appear with a 'bang!'"

"No, there are signs." Yan Long shook his head: "As long as a 'squirming black shadow' appears somewhere, a monster will appear in that place in about twenty to thirty minutes."

"Dark Curtain?"

"Yes, it's the 'dark curtain' I mentioned before." Yan Long nodded, and then sighed:

"There are now optical instruments that are specially designed to detect 'dark curtains', which can send out alarms immediately, but they are very expensive and only a few large shopping malls or high-end residential areas can afford them. For example, there is no way to do it on the street, and we basically have to rely on manual labor. Patrols and reports from the public.”

"This time, the dark curtain appeared in the angle between the vending machine and the building. It was blocked by the shadow, so no one noticed it at the first time. If it were normal, I am afraid that this molten demon would have been spotted as soon as it appeared. I have been waiting for the Special Branch Commissioner to deal with it a long time ago."

After he finished speaking, a black floating car appeared on the street corner not far away.

"Finally here." Wei Jun looked over and touched his chin.

In Yan Muyun's eyes, he looked like a country boy entering the city. The wheelless black car stopped steadily in mid-air and slowly fell down.

The car door opened, and three figures jumped out. Two of them were wearing black combat uniforms, and one was wearing black power armor like Yan Taki. The mecha on the back had the word "Shi" tattooed on it in white.

The leader, a strong and capable man wearing a combat uniform, stepped forward with a somewhat impatient expression on his thin face: "Tsk, Wei Jun, now that we have solved the problem, lift the alert in this area in time, don't let us It’s a waste of time.”

Wei Jun chuckled and pointed at the messy street: "How can this trip be in vain? I'm on vacation today, and you have to deal with the aftermath."