2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"There was no need for this to happen." Luo Beiyuan sighed, and the black water rolled up Zhang Lan's body and placed him on the ground.

The moment the gelatinous black tentacles let go of Zhang Lan, a huge silver-white barrier opened in front of him, isolating the two of them.

At the same time, Yan Long suddenly pulled out his hand that had been inserted into his pocket at some point, and more than a dozen black gold coins enveloped Luo Beiyuan not far away like a goddess scattering flowers.

Although Han Jinyu took off his power armor, he still held the lighter in his hand, and when he saw the right moment, he swung forward a thick cloud of fire.

Han Yinzhu in the distance was staring at the dark water. As long as the other party had the intention to bypass the silver barrier and recapture Zhang Lan, he would immediately block it and build protection for Yan Muyun beside him to get more information. Much time.

"You don't eat when you're toasting, you guys are always so rigid."

Facing the sudden attack that was planned in advance, Luo Beiyuan's eyes were cold, and he finally lost his patience completely.

Even if the other party is a law enforcer who maintains social stability, it is their duty. But it is the original sin of the weak to be hostile to each other. The weak cannot recognize their own situation and continue to provoke despite repeated forgiveness from the strong. This is really annoying.

The dark water flow, which had been silent before, was like a strange and ferocious beast awakening from its slumber. It suddenly exploded like fire cooking oil, intertwining into a giant net in the air and covering the sky.

Black gold coins, fire clouds, everything that touched this giant net disappeared in the next moment, as if they had never appeared.

"It seems that if I don't break all your legs..." Luo Beiyuan stretched out a hand and made a virtual grasp towards the two people not far away: "...you will still be reluctant to let go. Are you going to catch up?"

Both powered mechas were scrapped. Yan Long and Han Jinyu had lost their greatest advantage, mobility, and it was logically impossible to escape from the coverage of this giant net.

However, for some reason, there was no trace of fear on their faces. They just stood there and looked over from a distance, with only cold anger in their eyes.

No, something is wrong.

Luo Beiyuan instinctively noticed that the situation seemed to have changed, but before he could think about it, a sharp pain instantly spread from his back to his whole body, accompanied by a strong sense of numbness.

His whole body muscles spasmed, he completely lost all ability to move, and almost fell straight to the ground.

A slender and strong palm grabbed Luo Beiyuan's hanging left arm, lifted it hard and pressed it on his back, and put a blue semi-arc device on his head with the other hand.

At this time, Luo Beiyuan's body regained consciousness slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to resist, but his waist was held up by his knees, making it difficult for him to exert any strength. His right wrist was grabbed and pulled behind him, with a slight clicking sound, and a bright " The bracelet has been folded.

"I just said, how can anyone who dares to come into close contact with me be an ordinary person?"

In that coffee shop, there were more than just customers.

Luo Beiyuan lay on the ground with his head sideways. From the corner of his eye, a young woman wearing a cafe clerk's uniform clapped her hands and stood up.

At that time, the other party was wearing a dark brown baseball cap with a coffee pattern printed on it. The brim of the hat was lowered to cover half of his face. He was focusing on Yan Muyun sitting opposite, and did not notice the clerk at all.

Zhang Xixue ignored him, but looked worriedly at the figure sitting behind the silver barrier not far ahead.

After learning that there were only four official commissioners from the Special Branch participating in the action plan, she proactively requested to participate in order to serve as the last layer of insurance to ensure that no accidents occurred.

During the previous battle, she had never been able to find a chance. Even if someone was seriously injured, she could only hide and watch. It wasn't until Luo Beiyuan launched a full-strength attack that a flaw appeared around him, finally giving her a chance to take advantage of it.

It stands to reason that if Zhang Xixue had chosen to save people, there was a high probability that Zhang Lan would not be injured, but there would be no chance of arresting Luo Beiyuan.

At that moment, she hesitated between the safety of her colleagues and the mission of arresting the suspect. When she realized what she was doing, she had to choose the latter. Because her colleague was being held hostage, she didn't dare to act rashly.

At this time, Zhang Lan was shouting at the back: "Have you called an ambulance?"

Seeing that he was so energetic, Yan Long and Han Jinyu felt a little relieved. The latter took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll call 120 now."

Zhang Lan simply lay down on the road, spreading his hands, trying not to pay attention to the severe pain in his legs.

Seeing that Luo Beiyuan was finally subdued, Yan Muyun and Han Yinzhu felt relieved and ran up and squatted beside him: "Are you okay? Is it serious?"

"Both legs are broken. I will probably have to rest in the hospital for two months." Zhang Lanyun said calmly.

Han Yinzhu hesitated for a moment: "There's no one else here, so it won't matter."

"Hiss..." Before he could finish his words, a certain tough guy couldn't hold on any longer. He lost control of his expression and grinned while sucking in cold air.

At this moment, the roar of an engine came from the other side of the road, and a black motorcycle flying close to the ground came speeding from there.

This kind of vehicle equipped by the General Administration has no wheels, and there are more than a dozen injection devices underneath, with a maximum speed of 500 kilometers per hour. Without injection of genetic agents, it is extremely easy to cause accidents even on empty blocked roads in the city.

"Here we come." Han Jinyu took the initiative to greet him.

The hoverbike came to the crowd from the other end of the road almost instantly, and the strong wind it brought about almost blew away the hat of Zhang Xixue who was farthest away.

"Sorry, I seem to be late, you all have taken care of it." The motorcycle stopped steadily, and the rider wearing the Special Branch combat uniform sat on it and said.

"No, it's not too late. It was an emergency after all. I originally thought you would arrive later." Han Jinyu looked at his watch. At this time, it was only about ten minutes since Yan Muyun asked for help from the headquarters.

The rider took off his helmet. He was a handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was round and dark-skinned. He looked to be about 23 or 4 years old. But no one at the scene looked down upon him because of this. After all, it was not easy for anyone to join the General Administration as a member of the "fire brigade".

Even the majority of B-level specialists in the general bureau must have abilities comparable to those of A-level in one or more aspects.

Ning Yuansi showed his ID, then smiled and extended his hand sideways, introducing himself: "I am the Commissioner of the General Administration, number 356489, Ning Yuansi."

"Hello, I am Han Jinyu, Commissioner of Haicang District Bureau." Han Jinyu shook hands in response, and then asked doubtfully: "I remember that the General Administration should not act in pairs?"

"My colleague is driving the float car behind. It will arrive in a minute or two. I didn't take her so that she could come here faster to support you." Ning Yuansi explained.

"I'm interested." Han Jinyu nodded.

"I'm going to see the suspect. Maybe I know him." Ning Yuansi turned the handlebars and the hoverbike bypassed Han Jinyun and drove slowly towards Luo Beiyuan, who finally sat up from the ground behind him.

Han Yinzhu quietly came to his brother's side and whispered: "This guy looks very polite on the surface, but in fact he didn't even get off his motorcycle. Moreover, Brother Zhang was so seriously injured beside him, but he didn't even notice. Have a look."

"I heard that this is the case at the General Administration. The so-called worship of the strong is naturally accompanied by contempt for the weak." Han Jinyu sighed helplessly.

Ning Yuansi parked his motorcycle next to Luo Beiyuan, leaned down and looked at him carefully, then frowned and shook his head: "New face."

"Isn't there any information about him at the Special Branch Bureau?" Zhang Xixue, who was wearing a store clerk's uniform next to her, asked.

"No, but there will be one soon." Ning Yuansi grinned, then waved his hand and said, "You go check on your teammates' injuries, I'll just watch here.

"I'm from the Strange Detection Department." Zhang Xixue explained.

"Oh, sorry."

"Then I'll leave this to you first."

Zhang Xixue was indeed a little worried about Zhang Lan. After all, they were both dealing with special events in Haicang District. They had met several times a long time ago and were considered old acquaintances. Coupled with the guilt in her heart for "standing by and watching", she was very worried about the other party's injuries.

However, before she took a few steps, Yan Muyun not far away suddenly shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xixue suddenly looked back, only to see Ning Yuansi holding Luo Beiyuan's arm with one hand, and the floating motorcycle was floating quietly.