Rebuild SCP to Save the World

The dull gunfire concealed by the silencer came out again one after another,

But already prepared, the disciples of Yingtian Academy have undoubtedly become more difficult to hit.

The remaining three people kept moving around the roof irregularly, avoiding bullets.

Below them, groups of agents and special police officers shuttled and chased through the alleys, intending to block their way.

"They are about to run out of the alley area. Once they enter the commercial area, they will fail." Yan Song held a telescope to observe the situation.

boom!

A bullet spun out of the barrel, shot through the air, and directly hit the abdomen of a disciple of Yingtian Academy.

The man snorted and fell off.

"The number three hit one person, and it landed at a distance of 500 meters to the south, in the courtyard of a courtyard, pay attention!"

"Roger that!"

"Go to the three groups!" Yan Song, who looked at the overall situation, immediately ordered.

"Yes!"

The agents who were chasing down immediately separated a group of people and rushed in that direction.

In the end, the two remaining two looked back and saw that another junior was hit, and glanced at each other with solemn eyes.

Escape separately!

Both of them saw this message in each other's eyes.

Without hesitation, he immediately turned to the left and right.

"They are separated!"

The actions of the two were reported to Yan Song as soon as possible.

Yan Song confirmed to the opposite side of the walkie-talkie: "Are the peripheral arrangements in place?"

"Team Yan, don't worry, everything is in place, and they won't let them run away."

"Ok."

Yan Song, who put down the walkie-talkie, can only hope so.

At this time, the two surviving disciples of Yingtian Academy were about to see a chance to escape.

In front of them is the bustling business district.

But never thought,

Suddenly, the two felt their feet numb at the same time and immediately lost their center of gravity.

One person did not evade the bullet behind him, and was hit in the back, while one person stumbled and fell to the ground.

The last person who was about to get up and flee with his paralyzed feet looked up.

The front and back mouths were already surrounded by dozens of special police officers.

Facing the muzzle of dozens of rifles, the last disciple of Yingtian Academy could only be captured with his hands.

"Capture the target."

"Capture the target."

"All targets have been captured!"

Yan Song breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news, and the task was completed.

The news of the success of this mission was also sent back to the conference room as soon as possible.

"The front line was successful." Hu Damin smiled and informed everyone in the conference room after receiving the news.

The old man nodded when he heard the words: "Use the fastest means to pry out intelligence."

"understood."

When everyone in the conference room got this result, they were going to take a short break.

Unfortunately, the door of the conference room was knocked.

"Go in."

An agent gently opened the door, stepped forward, walked in, and stood in the doorway.

It's impossible for the boss of a house to not be nervous.

"What's the matter?" the old man asked.

"A letter was delivered to our door. After Minister Bai checked it, he felt that he must show it to the Director."

"Okay, take it over and let me have a look."

"Yes."

The agent took out a letter and handed it to the table with both hands.

It was taken by the closest leader and passed to the old man.

After receiving the letter, the old man glanced at the agent and said, "Don't be nervous, you can withdraw first."

"Yes, Chief!"

The agent stepped back cautiously after getting orders.

Everyone was interrupted by this sudden situation again. Come on, let's postpone the rest for a while.

The old man took out the letter and read it carefully. The more he looked at it, the heavier his brows became. He didn't relax until he finished reading it.

This kind of performance made other bigwigs take it seriously.

Seeing the people waiting, the old man took the letter to Hu Damin next to him, "Let's talk about it after reading them one by one."

The letter passed through the hands of everyone, and then returned to the old man's hands.

Everyone's expression on seeing this letter was unexpectedly consistent.

"Should you bring the pillow when you fell asleep? Can you believe it." A big guy took a sip of the waterway.

"Yingtian Academy, Yingtian Academy, is there such a force?"

"The question is who sent this letter."

"In my opinion, I have to believe it."

Everyone is talking about the content of this letter.

Only the old man said nothing, thinking about something.

......

Not to mention what kind of decision the conference room here will make, sending this letter is naturally for nothing.

Wuwei was now hidden in a very inconspicuous black hotel in the capital, waiting alone for news of the previous action.

But was disturbed by a sudden news.

Let him take out the letter directly,

This letter was actually prepared by him a long time ago, just in case the fish died and the net broke. Now, it is time for the fish to die.

Just now, Wuwei received a copy of the flying pigeons from the Kuoyang School. The large army of Yingtian Academy was Lin Kuoyang School, and despite all the strength of the school, it caused great damage to the Tian Academy.

But in the end, it was still difficult to resist the absolute power gap. This letter was the last news that the Kuyang faction could send.

After learning the news, Wuwei directly lost his emotional control and hit the table with a punch. Has his plan started yet, is everything over.

Then, let's die and break the net!

In Wuwei's anger, he called a young fellow daoist and ordered him to send the letter to the gate of the National Security Bureau.

Then decided to change the plan and abandon the operation in the capital, causing the National Security Bureau and Yingtian Academy to conflict with each other.

As for myself, with all the existing people, directly attacked the camp of Yingtian Academy!

Contacting the other two passers-by again, Wuwei conveyed the changed plan, and set off without stopping at all.

......

The past twenty years ago are recorded in the library of Yingtian Academy. The details of the last battle and other results are unknown and there is no record.

Jiannan went to read the scroll of bamboo slips time and time again, and he had already kept the content in his heart verbatim, but he could never know the whole truth.

That's why I've been worried about it, and I can't let it go.

I don't know how long Jiannan had been standing, but finally he could only sigh complicatedly and silently return to his yard.

Not far from where Jiannan was standing, a figure stood for a long time without moving. It was Mr. Ji Wenyuan, the dean of Yingtian Academy.

Early the next morning,

Early in the morning, Jiannan was called in front of Ji Wenyuan again. This time, there was one more person there.

Second disciple of Yingtian Academy: Fu Ran.

Fu Ran had been waiting outside the dean's room early, and seeing Jiannan arrived, he bowed and said, "Big brother, long time no see."

"Junior Brother Fu, I haven't seen him for so long, he is still so handsome." Jian Nan teased.

"Big brother laughed." Fu Ran did not show anything, and still replied indifferently.

"I haven't seen you for so long, you are still so boring."

Jiannan shook his head artificially.

Seeing the beautiful man with curving eyebrows like lacquer, and nodding his head instead.

Jiannan was completely speechless.