Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

A series of explosions occurred in the detective agency one after another. The room began to shake violently, the lights flashed continuously, and gravel flew everywhere.

During the shaking, the three of them ran to the side close to the corridor at the same time to avoid being attacked by gravel.

Nan Ci grabbed the cabinet to steady herself and shouted to Wu Mian: "We were attacked here. We were probably found by the pursuers. We must evacuate as soon as possible. Is there any other exit here?"

"Come with me!"

Wu Mian ran to the bathroom, opened the lid of the water tank, and opened a mechanism inside. The mirror on the wall flipped over, revealing a tunnel behind it.

Wu Mian waited for Nan Ci and Xiang Long to enter the tunnel, destroy the mechanism in the water tank, then got in and closed it at the same time.

This passage is not very long, and when people crawl inside, they can still feel the vibrations on the ground.

By the time they left through the exit on the other side, they had arrived in a new courtyard. The place where they had previously been hiding had been reduced to rubble, and a raging fire had broken out.

Xiang Long looked at the flames rising into the sky, with a fierce look in his eyes: "These guys from Hidden Dragon are really haunting! When I find out the details about them, I will pay back double what I encountered today!"

"If you want to take revenge, you have to stay alive first. It's not safe here. Evacuate as soon as possible."

Wu Mian jumped over the courtyard wall and jumped into the alley next door: "I don't know how many enemies are coming here. Let's try our best to use cold weapons to resist the enemies. Don't shoot unless it is absolutely necessary."

Facing the lingering pursuer, the three of them ran wildly in the alley. Wu Mian panted slightly and said to Nan Ci: "Notify your people not to come to support. The more people there are, the bigger our target will be."

Just as Nan Ci was about to activate the bracelet, he suddenly saw several figures in front of him and pulled out the military thorn: "I'm afraid it's too late..."

Wu Mian looked forward and saw several figures moving towards them quickly, and he also drew his knife.

According to common sense, after discovering them, the first reaction of the people on the other side must be to fire warning shots to attract more companions to surround them. However, when the two sides got closer, Wu Mian discovered that not only were these people not wearing protective gear, they were even equipped with weapons.

He didn't even take it, so he rushed forward with bare hands.

Xiang Long was not bragging, his reaction speed was indeed very fast. When Wu Mian had just finished his hand gesture, Xiang Long had already rushed out from him, and with a wave of his wrist, a human head fell to the ground.

Watching Xiang Long fight with others is like watching a performance. The speed and strength of his sword swings, as well as his dodge sensitivity, are the ultimate. Every time he swings a sword, he will never look back. He seems to be very familiar with his own sword.

There is a strong trust in the law.

Everyone who rubs shoulders with Xiang Long will fall down in the next moment, but Xiang Long is not as relaxed as he seems: "Be careful, there is something wrong with these guys!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people jumped down from the roofs on both sides again and surrounded Wu Mian and Nan Ci.

Seeing someone waving his fist in front of him, Wu Mian ducked sideways, grabbed the opponent's arm, and swung the knife out.

But he didn't expect that the guy on the other side was extremely powerful. He grabbed his wrist with his backhand and threw him out with one hand.

"Bang!"

Wu Mian's body hit the wall hard, and the force of the shock caused pain in his internal organs. He fell to the ground and gasped for air.

The attacker moved very quickly, turned around and kicked Wu Mian in the face again. Wu Mian stepped on the ground to avoid it, and swung out the knife.

"Pfft!"

The blade penetrated the attacker's body, and a piece of flesh was cut off from the attacker's leg, and blood spurted out.

Under the moonlight, Wu Mian could clearly see the blood line on the other party's wound.

It's not red, but light yellow like plasma.

Combat Potion!

This information suddenly popped into Wu Mian's mind. Many drugs in human history were transferred from military supplies. In recent years, the coalition government has imposed strict restrictions on combat chemicals, prohibiting any company or institution from developing these things.

.

But based on his experience in fighting the Hidden Dragon Organization for so long, it seems reasonable for such an organization to possess such illegal medicine.

The injury to the attacker's leg did not affect his fighting ability. He lowered his body and punched him in the chest.

Unable to avoid it, Wu Mian was hit by a punch, causing a brief feeling of suffocation. At the same time, he reached out to grab the opponent's collar, used the strength of his standing up to keep himself steady, and stabbed three times with lightning speed.

The attacker's body fell limply, and the punch he just punched also affected Wu Mian's spine again, causing half of his body to become paralyzed.

At this moment, Nan Ci was already in a state of decline. He was punched below the neck. His body flew backwards and he lost consciousness.

When Wu Mian saw the attacker preparing to strike at Nan Ci, he rushed over and threw him down. As they struggled, the other man had already lifted a big stone and was preparing to hit Nan Ci.

Just when Wu Mian thought Nan Ci was certain to die, a flying knife flew through the air and pierced the attacker's throat.

As his paralysis worsened, Wu Mian pulled out his pistol, put it against the attacker's side, and knocked him down with one shot.

"Hoola la!"

Several attackers appeared again at the end of the alley.

"Da da da!"

Gunshots were heard from the roof on one side, and the worker bee members who rushed to support began to suppress it. Wu Mian endured his physical discomfort, carried Nan Feng on his shoulders, and quickly escaped.

…

who I am?!

While waiting outside the operating room, this thought lingered in Wu Mian's mind.

He originally thought that he was a detective, and as long as he found Li Tong in his memory, he could find out his life experience.

But the result was exactly the opposite of what he imagined. He spent a lot of energy on the investigation, but while he was getting closer and closer to the Hidden Dragon Organization, he was also getting further and further away from his own life experience.

Everything he is doing is related to his life experience, but it seems to have nothing to do with his life experience.

After checking again and again, my identity was overturned time and time again.

Cromwell's body made his memory of the past even more blurry, and turned his life experience into a traceless blank sheet of paper.

Hidden Dragon Organization, Golden Horse Group, Resistance Army...

Just when Wu Mian was thinking about these things, the door of the operating room was pushed open. Wu Mian also recovered his thoughts and asked Uncle Min: "How is Nan Ci's condition?"

Uncle Min sighed: "It's very pessimistic. Her mechanical heart has been completely damaged and can no longer be used. I am using external instruments to maintain her life. If there is no replacement, she will definitely die."

"Replacement? You mean the new mechanical heart?"

Wu Mian narrowed his eyes: "How long can she hold on?"

Uncle Min chewed his gums and replied: "Seventy-two hours, this is my limit, but I don't know if it is the limit she can persist. Nan Ci has entered a state of cryogenic dormancy. She said that the worker bee organization is now under your command. No.

Don’t tell me, Nan Ci trusts you very much.”

Wu Mian pondered for a moment, then turned and left: "I will find a solution regarding the mechanical heart! Before that, I must protect her safety!"