Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Zhuang Xuteng took advantage of the unhappiness after being pushed and intercepted, and began to mutter something like "You look down on me today, but you won't be able to stand up to me tomorrow", and then walked out of the store. For a security guard, he can still hear clearly even if he lowers his voice, and there are many people like him, so he always encounters them every few days. Treat these human rights as nothing, just let it go. They really have to keep thinking about regaining face here. Such a small pattern is not enough to support their real development.

After leaving the store, Zhuang Xuteng made a calm and somewhat annoyed expression again, and leaned against the door without leaving. He took out his pipe from his pocket and lit it. While sipping on the smell of titanium alloy, he looked at the people passing by with a sly look. All of this was shown to the surveillance system, and he was also observing the bar's surveillance system. Relying on tapping communication, the mission progress of the other three people was also constantly gathered.

Ge Gongdao has already hooked a woman with money. She wants to make a quick buck before going to work. If she spends more than ten minutes to kill the strong man in front of her, she can earn hundreds of euros and still fall into the trap. Own pocket. Although she had been very careful and had been paying attention to the surrounding situation, this caution was completely insufficient in front of professional mercenaries. Ge Gongdao knocked her out, and then Nightingale came over and changed into her clothes.

Nightingale skillfully used the woman's kit to change her makeup, imitating the woman's temperament and image, and then put on her clothes. She noticed that Ge Gongdao was taking a peek with the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "If you want to see it, just turn around and look. I won't lose a piece of flesh because of it."

"I'm not looking at you, but I want to keep an eye on that woman so you don't notice her when she wakes up."

"Really? Then I'm sad. She actually looks at her but not me." Nightingale tilted her head and observed Ge Gongdao's expression. "Eh? Are you still embarrassed? This shows that you are a normal man and a nice guy. I won't tell 'that person' about this."

"You have a mouth on your body, I can't control what you want to say." Ge Gongdao pointed to the box on the ground in the back row and said: "There are tapes, handcuffs, and shackles inside. After you change her clothes, put them on She tied it up. There's one behind the blanket too, yes, it's the one you're pointing to."

"Are you finally going to let her go?" Nightingale asked.

"Let her go, she should know how to shut up." Ge Gongdao thought for a while and said: "She is innocent, and it is not appropriate to lose her life. But in the end, we need to listen to the captain's opinion."

"What do you think the captain will decide?"

"The smaller the noise, the greater the chance of survival." Ge Gongdao smiled crookedly and said: "He calculated very clearly. He gave priority to us in all decisions, and then he tried his best to be a good person. Alas, let's not talk about him. Now it’s all about you. Are you ready?”

"Okay...wait for me to tie my hair up a little."

"If you go in with this identity, you will be touched, and you will be... you..."

"I know, I'm mentally prepared. Both of us have done this job before. It's disgusting, but we can bear it physically and mentally, or we're used to it. It's okay, I know how to take care of myself." Nightingale pointed out He pointed at the woman lying in the trunk and said, "To be a bit arrogant, my level of serving people is much higher than hers."

"Anyway, be careful when it comes to everything. I'm always ready to catch you, so don't hold on by yourself when you're in danger, understand?"

"Understood. Don't be nagging. Come over and check whether my bindings are tight." Nightingale lowered her head, checked her clothes one last time, then opened the door and got out of the car. She wiped the corners of her mouth with her ring finger to make the lipstick smudge a little, then twisted her butt and walked towards the back door of the bar.

Ge Gongdao walked around to the trunk, checked the tightness of the bindings with his own hands, and then felt the prisoner's pulse with his fingers. Whether she is awake or not can be felt through her heartbeat, and the tactile sensing of super-computing martial arts is extremely accurate. And his eyes were always staring in the direction of the back door of the bar. Although he couldn't see it directly from here, as long as there was any movement, he would immediately drive over to provide support.

At the back door of the bar, in the staff passage, a low-level cadre of the Canghuo Gang was inspecting today's "goddess." When he saw Nightingale approaching, his first reaction was that he felt a little strange, as if he had never seen this woman before. But at the second and third glance, he seemed to see the shadows of many "goddesses".

Nightingale fully demonstrated the temperament for this job, which is a feeling of hiding the last bit of self-esteem under a cynical expression. She followed the example of other "goddesses", stood in front of the inspector, handed over the prisoner's identity card, and then underwent a body search.

The inspector looked at the ID tag and found the corresponding name on the registration board. He could also see the past attendance record of this name, and he could see that she was a very active woman, but why was his impression so shallow? "Your lipstick is gone. Also, have you changed your makeup today?"

"Change your makeup? Will you give me money?" Nightingale took out the makeup mirror from her bag, looked at it, and cursed in a low voice. "Have you finished checking? How many more times do you want to touch me?"

"Your bag...what do you bring the money for?" the inspector asked.

"I didn't bring anything with me into the venue, so I won't mix it up with tips." Nightingale waved her hand, pointed behind her, and said, "I just made a fortune. This is none of your business, right?"

"Go and register with the foreman, otherwise you will be divided. Sister Mei is in a bad mood recently, so don't cause trouble." The inspector waved his hand and said, "Okay, go in and be smart! But don't be too smart."

Nightingale smiled sweetly, then went in along the staff passage, and followed the other "goddess" all the way in. Although the work content in this industry is similar, each venue may have some unique rules. If Nightingale sees more, listens more, asks less, and does less, the problem should not be big.

After learning from Brother Dao that Nightingale had entered the background, Zhuang Xuteng contacted Yanque to inquire about her progress. According to the team's division of labor, Yanque was responsible for spying and suppressing the bar's information system this time. She had just encountered a little trouble before, and the progress was slightly slower than expected.

"It's basically done, I'm establishing a beachhead." Yanque's "beachhead" is a special code name, which refers to collecting personal information, presetting the retreat route, and arranging various tools and means to clear the traces. "I have already come in and can cooperate with your actions. What are you going to do?"

"Plan No. 3, go through the back window of the kitchen and the outer door on the second floor. I will use the security ID card and pay attention to intercepting and recording the information." Zhuang Xuteng put out his pipe, knocked off the ashes, put it away, and then strode out of the bar. He crossed the intersection, crossed the street, put on a mask after turning the corner, turned his clothes over to change his style, then jumped lightly without warning, and climbed directly up the wall using the floating climbing technique.

The building he climbed was a six-story commercial and residential apartment, more than fifty meters away from the bar, with a street in between. In the inertia of thinking, it is impossible to use this place as a channel to enter the bar. It is better to choose this place than the sewer. Zhuang Xuteng took a fancy to the height here and jumped from the roof. As long as he controlled the arc, he could land directly on the fire stairs on the side of the bar near the back parking lot.

Normally, if you want to approach this fire staircase, you have to be inspected by the parking lot entrance personnel. If they can control the earth, can they control the sky?

"Can you see the surveillance footage? Okay, there's no need to move the camera, don't leave this trace. I'll give you a few observation points, you just need to pay attention to them. I'm on the roof, I'm observing..." Zhuang Xuteng arrived On the rooftop of the sixth floor, I looked in the direction of the bar from a distance, combined with my memory of the surveillance head, to calculate possible surveillance images in my mind.

All images must be combined with your own gliding actions, and the timing must be particularly accurate. Based on the characteristics of the building he was in, Zhuang Xuteng asked Yanque to observe several points. Once the edge of the camera left this point, it would mean that Zhuang Xuteng's actions would not be visible for the time being.

There are two types of surveillance cameras, mobile and stationary. The moving camera has a large coverage area, but has blind spots, and its movements are very regular. After the rock bird probes the system, it can control its movement, but this action will break the rules of the image and leave traces. Zhuang Xuteng didn't let her do this. He chose to use his physical fitness to control the timing and seize the blind spots to make breakthroughs. This can greatly reduce the difficulty of the finishing work.

The still camera does keep staring at Zhuang Xuteng, but it does not move. You only need to keep giving it the still picture to avoid alerting it. Yanque has prepared a fake image, which will be replaced with the real image when the action begins to provide cover for Zhuang Xuteng.

"I've found the landmarks, um... let me figure out the pattern."

Zhuang Xuteng checked his equipment, released the jelly spirit to prepare, and contacted Ge Gongdao at the same time. "Driver, take cover and go to the opposite side of the parking lot. Prepare to dazzle them with your headlights to attract attention."

"No problem!" Ge Gongdao started the car and prepared for action.

"There's a problem! Don't use big lights. It will affect a lot of surveillance pictures. I can't wipe them all clean here." Yanque said quickly: "Use your voice. You can use your voice. Just don't use strong lights."

"Then use sound." Zhuang Xuteng respected the professional opinion: "I am well prepared here. There is a three-second delay from the start of the signal to leaving the roof, so my here is -3. The countdown is based on the image rules, and the bird is the starter. "

"You're -3, then I'll give you 0.5. I control the time myself. I'll let you know when I'm ready." Ge Gongdao was driving, and his voice was slightly shaky.

"I will count down three seconds and set off at zero. I will use the word "go". Three seconds after departure, the monitoring head will pass the mark point, leaving a blind spot. I will also enable the picture replacement of the stationary head at the same time." Yanque After Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao were in place and gave her instructions to act at any time, she stared at the surveillance screen, waiting for the camera to move into place step by step.

"Prepare, prepare... three, two, one, let's go!"

Zhuang Xuteng immediately started from a squatting position and moved towards the edge of the roof with maximum explosive force. He silently timed it in his mind, three seconds, two seconds, one second, and arrived at the edge of the roof on time, and the implants in his legs were activated!

"Papa." The implants in both legs exerted force almost simultaneously, pushing Zhuang Xuteng forward and upward. 0.5 seconds later, Ge Gongdao pressed the horn of the armored vehicle hard, and the sound of "Wow!" startled the people around him, causing the security personnel at the entrance of the parking lot to look in his direction involuntarily. At the same time, Zhuang Xuteng was gliding in the air, and all eyes that might see him were either directed away, in a blind spot, or blocked by still pictures.

The wind howled in my ears, and the ground moved quickly backwards. Zhuang Xuteng used the floating technique to reduce the gliding arc as much as possible and make full use of the narrow monitoring blind area. At a distance of more than fifty meters, he turned a curved arc into a continuous low and flat arc in the shape of a float. He controlled the speed and transferred the kinetic energy to potential energy. On the one hand, he increased the gliding distance and on the other hand, he reduced the impact of landing.

When he flew over the security guards, those people had just withdrawn their gazes and were about to say a few words about the idiot who just honked the horn randomly. Their attention was not above them at all. Zhuang Xuteng stretched out his wraith servant tentacles forward, wrapped the fire staircase in jelly, and assessed its sturdiness by applying force to it.

The last turning point transformed Zhuang Xuteng's forward power into an upward lift. He took the opportunity to adjust his body posture, from jumping forward to standing upright, and then his feet and hands landed almost simultaneously. Using the touch force technique of super-calculated martial arts, he first evenly distributed the weight of his body. When he felt that the iron fire stairs under his feet might make a creaking noise, he increased the strength of his arms so that he could "cling" to the wall instead of "standing" In the stairs.

In the communication channel, Yanque was still reporting on the progress of the monitoring head's return: "Second mark point, countdown, 5, 4..."

The second landmark point is the boundary where the camera re-enters the fire staircase into the field of view. Zhuang Xuteng didn't dare to waste time. He took out the security personnel's card and swiped it at the fire entrance and exit on the second floor. The red light on the card swiper flashed twice. It probably didn't expect that it would be used. Data moved on this almost deserted link, the red light turned to green, the door lock clicked and unlocked, and Zhuang Xuteng immediately opened the door and entered.

When the door closed, the camera had not yet scanned over. The soft "click" sound was heard and was captured by a Canghuo Gang member. He had enhanced hearing, so he looked back in confusion; he didn't see Zhuang Xuteng, he only saw the camera functioning normally. "It's okay. Something clicked. Maybe I heard it wrong."

Zhuang Xuteng entered the second floor and was at the end of the corridor. Go forward and turn a corner and you will find the dance floor nightclub. This is also the busiest and core area of ​​Yeyoushen Bar. Regular customers spend money here. They taste and select their favorite beauties, and then go to the third floor to enjoy them exclusively. If Nightingale's actions go well, she will also come here.

The task now is to find the security card that will take you to the third floor. The doorman on the second floor may not be able to go to the third floor, let alone the fourth floor. It's best to find members of the Canghuo Gang, and they have to be the kind who carry their cards with them instead of relying solely on facial recognition. Zhuang Xuteng must identify, approach and complete the theft as soon as possible.

"Am I a combatant or a thief?" Zhuang Xuteng was confused for a moment, then smiled.