Sherlock Holmes

Time is something that can be disturbed by the senses. When I go to work, I have been up for a long time, but I look at the time and it is only 10 minutes. But when I go shopping with my girlfriend, the time... Well, time will Passed more slowly.

In short, at this moment, time seemed to suddenly drop to an almost stationary state.

That soft inquiry entered everyone's ears, and immediately after, the consciousness responded faster than the body, and there seemed to be an imminent hum hidden deep in the brain.

No one asked again, no one handed over tonight's duty list. These soldiers could be stationed in the ancient Roman city. Naturally, they were not all idiots. So at this moment, countless eyes were focused on Sherlock's face. A fatal silence fell at this moment.

It’s the same moment

The still time suddenly exploded like thunder. Sherlock's hand hanging by his side suddenly lifted up from top to bottom. A shadow flashed across a very small area, with a muffled sound, and the guard in front of him was struck by someone. This overwhelming force caused his feet to leave the ground, and he stretched his neck with his lower jaw and slammed straight into the ceiling.

And as it was rising from the ground, the well-trained guards all raised their guns!

It has to be said that the psychological quality of these people is indeed very strong. In this situation that exceeds expectations, their reaction is not much slower than Sherlock.

But it’s still slow after all

If a person is slow, the gun will also be slow. When the gun is not raised, it is useless and cannot pull the trigger. No matter how powerful the gunpowder and explosive power contained in the bullet are, it cannot be used. effect.

The room was large and could not be called crowded, but with so many people gathered, it certainly could not be called spacious. Within this limited distance, Sherlock had already appeared in front of the next guard at a terrifying speed. , just when the opponent's black hole muzzle was raised 30 degrees, his fingers were already brutally inserted into the opponent's throat, and then he grabbed it directly and pulled it out suddenly. The moment the tough throat collapsed, It also made a very elastic trill.

Compared with Sherlock's primitive and explosive behavior, Watson's side seemed to be extremely light and silent. Not far away, when the soldier's throat was slit, the throat was pulled out and slammed against the wall, Watson Holding the scalpel in his delicate hand, he skillfully stirred the heart of the soldier in front of him. The man barely made any sound, and his body began to twitch and he knelt down. Blood instantly filled his chest, and then he began to It flowed out of the small hole and dyed the ground red.

At this moment, no one even saw clearly what the man in front of them had done. Their companions knelt down on the ground, and within half a second of reaction, a cold blade was already pressed against their throats. .

Watson's beautiful face poked out from the back of the other person's head. He smiled and said to the frightened female doctor in front of him, "Please close your eyes."

The doctor got along extremely well with Watson along the way, so it was impossible to imagine that this gentle and gentleman man would suddenly stage such a scene in front of him, but listening to the still gentle voice, the woman The doctor still closed his eyes subconsciously, and then, the artery in the soldier's neck was cut open, and the huge pressure directly squeezed out the blood, which kept splattering on the wall and on the people around him. A scream finally sounded on his body, and people finally reacted. Uncontrollable chaos broke out in the small room at this moment, and in the strong bloody smell, screams and chaos, the people who had just exploded The two murderers had long since disappeared. The female doctor only vaguely heard an apologetic voice coming from the crowd:

"Sorry, beautiful lady, the number I left for you is fake."

The elevator slowly reached the first floor. The nurse who had been with Emperor Augustine for many years pushed the wheelchair towards the steam locomotive parked in front of him.

She didn't understand why the old man in front of her suddenly stopped the physical examination. He was no longer the emperor of the empire. It would definitely be very troublesome if he wanted to recruit such an excellent medical team in the future. And this person after abdicating the throne He gave up the last chance, which really made the nurse feel very regretful.

But just thinking about it.

Suddenly, the alarm bells rang loudly in the building behind them, and the surrounding guards rushed past like a tide, and then poured into the building area. Listen carefully, and it seems that you can still hear gunshots coming from a certain floor above your head. .

After all, he had worked for an imperial emperor for many years, so he would not be frightened to the point of weakness by such a scene, but he was indeed a little surprised. It seemed that the old man had expected this moment.

In fact, Emperor Augustine was also a little surprised. He did not expect that someone could actually enter this building. Looking back, he thought that if he had not canceled the inspection, he would have been a corpse at this moment.

What kind of person could be so close to him so quietly?

The old man shook his head and stopped thinking about such things. He signaled to the nurse behind him that it was time to leave. As for the assassins in the building, in fact, they are now destined to die.

This is the ancient Roman city, the center of the empire, with extremely strong defense forces. Those who can sneak in are undoubtedly incredibly powerful, but since they have been exposed, there is no possibility of escape.

He got into the car with difficulty, and with the gentle sound of the engine, the car moved along the streets of the city towards the outer airship docking site. Along the way, guards could be seen constantly rushing in the same direction. Emperor Augustine did not go too far. No matter what, just close your eyes and rest your mind.

In the corridor, the gunshots didn't stop for a moment, and countless shrapnel exploded between the walls. A corpse was suddenly thrown out from the corner, blocking the line of sight for a moment, and at the same time, a very fast shadow rushed through the corridor. , amidst the gunshots, there were only a few crisp sounds of broken bones. The chests of the people in the front row collapsed instantly and they fell down. At the same time, several bullets were shot into the heads of the people next to them. The thick helmets unexpectedly Unable to stop the force of the gun, balls of plasma exploded directly in the helmet, slowly flowing on the visor glass.

This building has a typical zigzag structure, so as long as the assassin is suppressed by firepower to one place, he will immediately fall into a desperate situation where he is attacked from both sides. The entire building has pipelines that release demon sedative gas. It is impossible for a contractor to be in this kind of situation. Demons were summoned everywhere, and even the main streets of the entire ancient Roman city had carefully planned demon shielding areas. Even after being surrounded by third-level contractors, they could only die angrily under the endless firepower.

However, those who keep dying at this stage are still the guards in the city. In fact, every one of the guards here is an outstanding soldier with extremely strong combat capabilities. However, in front of the two assassins, they can't even hold them back. ,.

A door was suddenly kicked open, and two extremely fast figures rushed in. They used the wall to narrowly avoid another round of fire from behind, but there were also people in this room who had just rushed in from the other side. The soldiers who came in encountered such an unexpected encounter. The other party did not hesitate at all. He raised his hand and pulled the trigger. However, a bullet had already penetrated the head of the person at the front first, and blood spurted out from the back of that person's head. , a large amount of blood was smeared on the white wall behind him and on the faces of several people. At the same time, Sherlock had already appeared on the side of the corpse. Before the gunfire disappeared, he had pressed the two people's heads and pressed them firmly against the wall. The heads looked like two The large, ripe red-flesh watermelon, with its hard skin being squeezed by the huge force, didn't even hold on for half a second before it exploded into splatters of blood.

No one could stand in front of these two people for even a second, but there were too many people, and the shooting behind them continued. Sherlock suddenly moved sideways to avoid, only to hear the chaotic roar of gunfire next to his ears. A long row of clear bullet marks had appeared at the place where he had just stayed. Countless holes had been blasted into the bloody wall, rocks were flying, several gas lamps were broken by stray bullets, darkness fell, and among the shadows, the breath of death Madness swept every corner of the building.

Sherlock leaned against the wall, feeling the vibration of bullet bombardment from the other side of the wall, and asked Watson on the other side:

"injured?"

"Don't worry, the bones are not broken." Watson's voice remained steady.

During this brief pause of a few seconds, the two men almost roughly dug out the shrapnel that had exploded from their bodies. They counted the time it took for the guns to fire. At a moment when the firepower was slightly thinner, they once again swept forward crazily. go.

This is the seventh floor. If you are an ordinary person, you must be desperate now, because if you want to rush to the location of the stairs, it seems that you can only kill all the guards. Fortunately, these two people are not ordinary people. In the process of guard deployment gradually taking shape Inside, the two of them had arrived at the end of a corridor.

This is a dead end.

But Watson only met Sherlock's eyes for a moment. Without saying a word or any hesitation, he raised his hand and fired. In an instant, a roar that should never have been fired by that gun filled the entire corridor. The reverberation was like a high-explosive grenade exploding in the wall. Smoke and dust suddenly flew everywhere. The night wind poured in from the exploded wall, covering the two men with billowing smoke.

Sherlock looked a little incredulous at this moment, because he had never heard that a gun could have so many functions, but now he had no time to admire that wonderful creation. With a movement of his body, he jumped into the dark night. among.

Sherlock's body strength has long been able to withstand the terrifying impact brought by the height of seven floors. Watson is just an ordinary person, but his flexible figure jumped several times on the outside of the wall, and even strangely stepped on the ground. The speed is not much slower than Sherlock.

In this way, the two people escaped from the building that was almost filled with gunpowder and firearms. But as soon as they landed, the Zeppelin above their heads instantly lowered their bright lights, illuminating the surroundings of the two people.

The siren above the head sounded again, and at the same time, a loudspeaker so huge that it could be heard several streets away roared crazily:

"The target escapes from the north side of the building! The target escapes from the north side of the building!"

The entire street was almost blocked, and there were constant sounds of footsteps approaching in the distance. The two people immediately increased their speed to the highest speed, and rushed towards the shadow area in front of them as if they were out of sight. However, the searchlight above their heads was always there. Like a shadow.

Watson was running fast, suddenly, and then stopped instantly. The switch between movement and silence made the airship searchlight above his head barely catch up. At the next moment, Watson had already raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the sky with a bang. The searchlight high in the sky shattered, and the road below suddenly fell into darkness.

This gun is undoubtedly very powerful. Watson has not yet exerted the full power of this gun, and he doesn’t know if it can destroy a Zeppelin with one shot. If so, it might cause the tragedy in London. The scene was re-enacted in the ancient Roman city of France.

Without the annoying lights overhead, the surrounding firepower would not be reduced at all. Even without clear vision, the guards began to pour bullets over a large area around the target without hesitation. Although there were many soldiers in the building just now, they were constrained by the area after all. At this moment, when they came to the streets, the terrifying firepower could be spread out unscrupulously, so much so that they could 'wash' the streets with bullets. At such a level, the intensive gunshots turned into roars, broken bricks splashed down like waterfalls, and the air was filled with screams. Even because the firepower was so dense, the connected lines of fire could be seen in the darkness.

No one could survive under such firepower.

In the distance, a steam locomotive was driving smoothly on the way to the outside of the city. In fact, only a few minutes had passed from the moment the alarm sounded to this moment, so the gunshots behind him could still be heard clearly. The nurse looked back from time to time, a little surprised at what kind of person could make the guards pour such terrifying firepower.

And just then.

"Attention, target escapes!"

"Attention, the target has entered the underground drainage pipe!"

"Inform the garrison troops in other areas to closely guard the pipeline exit."

From the huge loudspeaker, there were constant messages. Even though the inner city was big enough, the people stranded in the outer city still seemed to hear something. Some people looked towards the inner city and felt that something was happening.

In the car, the nurse seemed a little worried. Emperor Augustine coughed twice weakly and comforted with a smile:

"Don't worry, no matter how powerful the assassin is, he is still a human being. Under the shroud of holy light, there is no way to create a third-level demon, so no matter how hard you try, it will be of no avail."

After hearing this, the nurse was silent for a moment, but finally nodded.

Yes, no matter how strong a person is, he is still human after all.

It seems that there is really nothing to be afraid of