Celestial Masters Alliance

Before I pressed the elevator button, a pair of hands stretched out from the fire escape and pulled me into the door. I was startled, raised my fist and hit the man in the face. I was faster, grabbed my wrist, quickly took a step back, and twisted my entire arm behind my back. I waved my other arm and turned around to smash it backwards. The man caught my fist and whispered, "Okay, it's much more sensitive than before."

"Wood?" I quickly removed my strength from my hand, and he also released his grip on my wrist, took off his baseball cap and raised it.

I hugged him, slapped his back several times with both hands, and finally saw my relatives. He also patted my back gently in response: "Okay, okay. Now is not the time to reminisce about old times. Tell me how you want me to help you."

Mumu is indeed alert and smart. He can hide here and wait for me. He must have a general understanding of the deployment and control here.

I let go of the wood and said, "Did you bring your cell phone?"

Mu Mu took off his backpack, found his mobile phone and charger and handed them to me. I turned on the phone and saw that not only was the phone card installed, but the battery was also fully charged. Wood makes people feel at ease.

I put my phone into my pocket, then took out the plastic bag inside and said, "Next, you go to the apartment hotel opposite and get a room on the fifth floor. The window of the room should just look into the third-floor ward of the hospital where the plastic bags are hung."

Mumu nodded, staring at me with his dark eyes, as if he was obeying the arrangement. My impetuous heart soon calmed down, and my mind became extremely clear-headed as he continued to explain: "I have a very important package here. Things must be transported out. Come and help me after opening the room."

Mu Mu nodded. He took out a set of clothes from his bag and handed them to me. He turned around and was about to go do something. Suddenly he stopped, turned around, grabbed my shoulders, squeezed me gently, and then turned around and went downstairs.

I hid my clothes in the fire hydrant and stayed in the stairwell for a while before slowly going down to the fourth floor. I wandered around for a while and then took the elevator down to the third floor to go to the Department of Infectious Diseases where Duan Lingchao was working.

Duan Lingchao was still lying on the bed, showing no reaction. There were three 500ML potions hanging on the bottle rack, one of which was half filled. Her clothes had been changed, and her hair had been neatly combed and scattered on the snow-white pillow.

I investigated, quickly got over her and tied the plastic bag to the bracket outside the window. He pulled up a chair by the window and sat beside Duan Lingchao's bed. He took out his cell phone and typed a message: If you are in danger, call the police for help. Take care of yourself!

She gently pulled back Duan Lingchao's quilt and stuffed her cell phone into the pocket of her hospital gown. Then he stuffed the charger under her pillow. Duan Lingchao's fingers moved, and I breathed lightly, really afraid that she would wake up at this moment.

A beam of bright light flashed on the opposite wall in time. I turned around and saw that it was coming from the serviced apartment opposite. In the window on the fifth floor, a small mirror was reflecting the sunlight. It was made of wood. He was over there. Already arranged.

While sighing at his ingenious contact information, I made a gesture and told him that I would go back to the ward now and quickly find a way to help me transport my things.

Wood works very quickly, and I couldn't show any panic. I retrieved the clothes hidden in the fire hydrant, stuffed them into the hospital gown, and pretended to be casual and walked slowly towards the ward. When the nurse in charge of supervising me saw me coming back, she avoided my eyes and sat in the nurse's station. I deliberately walked over, knocked on the table, raised my eyebrows at her and said, "I'm a little tired. Please ask someone to leave lunch here and don't disturb my sleep. Come and get it when I wake up."

The little nurse nodded and gave me a rare one-word response: "Okay!" This was the only other word besides the stereotyped answer I had after waking up.

I laughed a little, and the nurse immediately blushed again. I nodded and walked quietly back to the ward.

I lay down on the bed, took off my hospital gown, and fumbled for the clothes that the wood had brought me. Short sleeves? That's right, if you want not to be noticed by others, you just need to be mediocre and ordinary enough. If you cover your face with a mask, lower the brim of your hat, and wear a black hoodie like in the movie, it will definitely attract everyone's attention, as if you are telling the world, look at me, look at me, I am a bad guy, I want to Did something bad. If you can, please remember my face.

Wearing short sleeves means taking off the bandages on my arms. My sunburn is healed, but the scratches on my wrists will probably stay with me for the rest of my life. Anyway, wearing a bandage in the hospital will make it less noticeable.

After putting on the black T-shirt and jeans that Mu Mu had prepared for me, I focused all my attention on the movement outside. How will the wood lure away people outside? I began to guess, first of all, he would never use the method of fighting, because he would not hurt innocent people.

He would never destroy the emergency call facility again, because he would never cause panic to everyone... However, I was wrong about this, because the alarm bells were already ringing outside.

I didn't dare to get up from the bed. If someone came in right now, they would notice that I had changed into casual clothes. Mu Mu proved that this idea was unnecessary. He had already slipped to the bedside without me noticing: "Get your things quickly!" Mu Mu lowered his body and said to me in a low voice.

I jumped up, opened the cabinet, and threw the cloth bag inside to him. The wood staggered under the weight of the heavy bag. In just a second, he adapted to the weight of the cloth bag and ran ahead of me.

Rushing out of the ward door, I carefully closed the door and followed behind Mu Mu. The entire aisle was filled with black smoke, like burning plastic. I took a breath and coughed loudly. Mumu turned around and motioned for me to cover my mouth with my hands.

He took the lead and rushed to the elevator quickly. Because everyone mistakenly thought there was a fire and all rushed into the fire escape, the elevator was used very freely. I took a look at the surveillance in the elevator. I guess no one in the surveillance room would pay attention to it now. Of course, it's also possible that there's no one in the surveillance room at all.

The elevator in the hospital was very slow, so I took this opportunity to ask Mu Mu: "What is that? Did you really light something on fire?"

Mu Mu adjusted the point where the bag pressed against his body, glanced at me and said, "Do you remember how to make stink bombs?"

Stink bomb? I tried to remember, and a picture that made people laugh came to mind. Huang Xiao's aunt is getting married. How could we kids miss the opportunity to have fun and make noise throughout the wedding scene? I accidentally overheard the guests discussing privately about having a wedding ceremony. This kind of thing cannot be left out for us.

At that time, we didn’t know that the smoke that suddenly appeared on the stage was dry ice. We just thought it was cool to walk in the smoke, so we decided to give the bride a romantic ride in the clouds.

We bought four ping pong balls with our own money, dug out a hole the size of a fingertip in one of them, then cut the other three ping pong balls into thin strips and stuffed them into the holed ping pong balls, adding some folds in the middle. Get scraps of paper and two broken match heads to ensure there is enough burning space between the broken table tennis balls. A crude smoke bomb is completed.

We sneaked into the new house and waited until everyone came to make a fuss before lighting the fire match. The match head inside the smoke bomb plays a key role. After burning, the smoke spurts out from the small hole of the table tennis ball instantly. However, the gray-black color and pungent smell were completely unexpected. The gift-giving failed and instead caused quite a commotion. The punishment that followed was in perfect proportion to the turmoil we caused. The torn boards were a different sound of firecrackers given to the bride.

Recalling this, I couldn't help laughing, and Mu Mu also curled his lips and said with a smile: "This smoke bomb retains the basic technology, but also adds delay technology, and the diffusion of smoke is more than five times greater than before. .”

The elevator door is like an LCD screen matching the wooden speech, showing the test results. There was artificial rain falling on the first floor, and the smoke detectors kept applying pressure to the sprinklers. The smoke was suppressed by the sprinkler and no longer overbearing. Everyone covered their heads and ran around in the hallway, shouting the names of their family members. No one would notice us coming out of the elevator.

The wood took me directly to the door. The people in the guardroom were anxiously talking on the phone and looking out of the smoking windows. They didn't notice me among the retreating people.