"Warning! Warning!"

"The psionicist flees! The psionicist flees! The guard is dispatched, the guard—"

The sound of the radio abruptly came to an abrupt halt, and the majestic melody of The Internationale took its place.

A song that sounds too old to laugh.

Drilling out of the broken floor-to-ceiling window is a long windowless corridor and the only way to the outside. There are more than a dozen confidential rooms scattered along the corridor, and there are no windows for entering or leaving.

After confirming that more than twenty technicians at work were toppled, the mighty girl crossed the corridor, confirmed that everyone had found a shelter, and then kicked the locked electronic door: "What is this? Who broke the song! "

Just at this moment, an iron man who manipulated iron matter collided with two fists. Within the reach of his eyes, all the iron matter was instantly distorted, and a huge dome shield was put together, converging on the door panel flying out side.

Suddenly, countless lead bullets dented the shield surface.

Thanks to this instant block, the girl who opened the door was able to dodge and escape the death.

The iron-nosed teenager shed hot nosebleeds from his nose. After wiping it off, he ducked into a nearby room and shouted, "This is a lead bullet! I can't help it!"

Chi Xiaochi replied: "There is always a way!"

Seventy-five kinds of powers, plus him, are a total of 76 types.

There will always be a way.

"Single and even!" Chi Koike called.

Taking a deep breath, single and double: "Yes!"

He poked his head out of a room, glanced hurriedly at the row of guards outside, only one look, all the guns in their hands landed!

When everyone's hands were soft and the guns were off their hands, a flame raged in the corridor, like a fire dragon, spraying away!

The lead bullet team, which was already in a mess, was completely dispelled, screams sounded everywhere, and someone was on fire, rolling all over the ground, and it was miserable.

A girl who can control the fire stands in the center of the hallway, her fingertips, her hair, and her chest are wrapped in red flames.

Pressing her hands down, she opened a fireless life for everyone: "Go!"

From evening to evening, it was already the prescribed off-hours. The powerists had already fallen asleep early, lying in capsules, with an almost numb look.

As soon as many abilities went to sleep, the red alarm light suddenly sounded, and the harsh bell sounded in the ear--

"Anyone flees!"

"A total of 76 abilities!"

"All powers are out! Capture the rebels!"

The honeycomb-like dormitory area fell into a slight commotion. Many psionicists instinctively obeyed the order, sat up from the bed, and waited for the door to open collectively. At the same time, the psionicists in the adjacent rooms communicated with each other and asked what happened.

There are no walls between the rooms.

This is done to prevent the emergence of contraband. The organization encourages the psionicists to watch each other and tell each other.

Once the whistleblower is successful, the whistleblower can get a chance to visit relatives, which is already a very rich reward.

A psionicist sat up from the bed, looking across the railing, and looked at the opposite room.

The opposite room was just emptied. The psionicist remembered that the psionicist was Lu Qingshu and always flipped through a superhero comic. He also said that he now has superhero abilities but can only be a gutter. Inside the rat.

Just two days ago, he failed in his mission and died by accident.

The new personnel have not been filled in, and the agency has been very busy these two days, so his relics are still on the bed and not packed.

The cover of the comic book of the superhero flashed an abnormal light under the flashing warning light.

The psionicist looked at it for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes and fell back to bed.

Seeing him like this, people in the room next to him said hello: "Hey. Hey, hey! What are you doing, old Lee, you don't want to live?"

The psionicist known as "Old Li" made a deep snoring sound.

The person who greeted him seemed to understand something, stared at him for a while with weird eyes, and stepped back from the door, sitting on the bed, silent for a long while, and fell asleep.

When the "leader" hurried to check the number of people in preparation for the team, they found that the two did not get up, and hit the railing with an iron rod: "What? Get up! Didn't you hear the alarm?"

The two were lying on the bed, silent and snoring.

The "leader" immediately activated a slight current as a warning.

The psionicist next door just stood up, and Lao Li agitated from his bed.

The "leader" waved the control panel and shouted, "Don't understand humans, right? Get up!"

Old Li watched him silently, and flung his hand, his arm flew out like a rubber volley, wrapped around the neck of the "leader", and pulled back, the "leader" forehead whispered On the iron railing, the blood flowed like a stream, and passed out immediately.

Lao Li lay down and rolled over to sleep.

Another psionicist next door yelled at him: "Crazy, are you ?! If you don't get them back, they will make our work here public and we're done! We will become murderers! We-"

Old Li clenched his fists.

Seventy-six powers ...

If they can escape ...

If they could make everything public here ...

With his eyes open, Lao Li said, "I would rather go to the prison outside, squatting for four hundred years, or the death penalty. At least it is better than living here ... as a person."

Not just Lao Li.

Similar small riots have occurred in many places, and there has been constant friction between the psionicist and the "master", and from time to time there have been roars and electric groans.

But the "leader" did not dare to start the anesthesia and poison injection functions easily.

These people are simply passive, not serious enough to violate the regulations. If they are killed, they cannot be accounted for. If they are anesthetized, they will lose their fighting power.

Not far from the dormitory area, the heads of the "leaders" yelled at the walkie-talkie: "Don't open the door! Their mood is very unstable now!"

On the phone was the anxious voice of the Minister of Emergency Response: "Do not open the door, can those abilities be run away ?!"

"Opened the door, I don't know how many rebels there will be! If there is a riot here too, it's over!"

The minister's roar shuddered and changed his tone: "Then let the people escape? Let them escape, and we have big trouble!"

The two sides were deadlocked, and the person in charge hung up the communication, and looked at each face in the iron cage.

Some people lie on the bed, and at a glance, they know that they do not want to go out at all.

Some people are numb when they look at others, they don't know what they are thinking.

Some people seem to be angry and sincere, they are brave enough to catch the defectors, but I do n’t know if this is their chance to escape?

Each one looks so suspicious.

The person in charge had a headache and annoyingly scratched his hair.

Let it go or not?

After some hesitation, the best time has been lost.

He vented his anger a few times, and finally gave out a helpless sigh.

... It's over.

This time, it may really be out of the big basket.

On the other side, the psionicists who rushed all the way up the "Internationale" swept away all human guards along the way.

The team of psionicists that occasionally encountered was generally flattened by the torrent of these 75 people.

... There have never been any saviors and no fairy emperors.

When this phrase was sung, a psionicist standing by the window was crushed to the ground by the air of Ikkoike.

The windows were broken, and the psionicists rushed out one by one.

The weather outside was very bad. The heavy rain was pouring, as if the sky had been broken by someone. The lightning, white and brilliant purple that Lala had pulled, was shocking.

Unlike in the virtual world of consciousness, it is clear and cloudless, all year round, it is a blue sky, clear clouds, and it makes people sick.

The psionicist's feet landed in the muddy water and ran forward.

Rainwater in the mouth,

The teenager who can control the radio has switched the song to the next pure music called "Fearless", with a slightly depressed tone and a tight rhythm, in harmony with their pace.

In the pouring rain, Chi Xiaochi was carrying Zhao Rou, who was still in a coma, and asked Lou Ying with a loud voice: "Is the tracking function of the collar still there?"

Lou Ying shouted to Chi Xiaochi: "You rest assured! These collars are not the same as formal collars, they have not been approved, and only those surviving abilities will be reported upwards and registered and replaced with formal collars. Become their slaves-these informal collars can only be used inside the organization and cannot be remotely controlled! As long as they leave this area, it will not work! "

The body of Chi Xiaochi was soothed by the rain, and the depression, anger, and dark fire over the past few days have been extinguished by all the rain! !!

They are free and there is only one or two floors of power grid left! !!

Dozens of humans in charge of the power grid stood above, holding firearms and attempting to fire.

One, two, and one leg stepped out, squatting slightly, and screaming in anger. The firearms in their hands fell down at a time. A power-supplying ability holder held the power grid with both hands in an instant, and the current was within three feet. Blocked out, the mighty young girl put her hands in front of her face and slammed forward—

With a bang, the power grid was knocked out of a huge hole.

Everyone went forward and rushed to the escape.

Others did not escape the first time.

A dozen people set their sights on a huge statue not far from the escape.

That's the statue of the institution.

A **** holding a balance, representing a fair verdict.

Everyone sent to the institution has seen this statue in despair and hiss.

This statue is placed all over the institution. In the "capsule" cabin, there are floating statues; in the electric shock room, there are reduced statues; in the middle of the playground, there are such huge statues.

The gods, who symbolize education and fairness, stared at them coldly, never reaching out once.

... as if they were born guilty.

In the majestic female singing of "Fearless", the huge statue was overthrown and broken into pieces by a dozen angry psionics.

Among them, there is that fire girl.

The fire on the Fire Girl's body was hard to extinguish.

She stepped on the broken skull of the statue, stared down for a moment, and kicked it away.

And after Chi Xiaochi got out of the power grid, he took out the locker bottle that carried countless broken souls.

In the pouring rain, he whispered, "Go back."

"Go back and see your loved ones and kill your enemies. It's up to you. The information you want, I have, I'll give it to you."

"But you can do very little. You have only part of your energy and no body to carry, and it may dissipate halfway through. Do what you think is worth doing, don't waste your last time.

After all, he opened the bottle.

Numerous fireflies-like broken spirits struggled out of the bottle, and crickets also drifted downwind.

Some just completely disintegrated as soon as they encountered cold rain, while others were like meteors, and disappeared in a short while, and some even turned into human figures, hurriedly bowed to Chi Xiaochi, and dissipated in the wind.

At least, they died in this world.

...

A middle-aged man walked in front of a familiar home and reached for the door, passing his fingertips through the security door.

He sighed slightly and stepped inside.

The window was not closed, the wind moved the curtains and the small wind chimes hanging on the window.

The man went upstairs and looked at the sleeping son.

Three years later, the son's bedside still shows the photo of the two when he took his son to play baseball for the first time, but the addition of a guitar should be a new hobby.

The son slept so sweetly that the man didn't dare to do much, just touched his hand.

He would not conceal his status as a power actor if he was not afraid of discrimination at school.

He sighed slightly, though his regrets had faded.

He went to his wife's room.

His wife already had a pair of new men's slippers on the bed, and the wedding photos on the wall were changed.

She was lying in the arms of her new husband, with a frown frowning and tears in the corners of her eyes, wondering if she had dreamed of her husband who had declared dead three years ago.

The man stood quietly in front of the bed, only to realize that this might scare his wife, took a few steps back, and half of his body was embedded in the wall.

He raised his hand, his expression stunned.

When he was deported to the institution, his married party banned him from wearing it for more than a decade, and he could n’t even take soap and water. He simply put him in the institution.

Now, as a conscious body, he has successfully dropped the ring on his hand.

He came back this time to return it.

He placed the ring gently on the bedside table, kissed the ring silently, and was careful not to touch his wife, who no longer belonged to him.

After doing everything, he chose to leave.

The man standing on the street looked back at the house that could be called "home", bowed deeply, and then disappeared under the street light, like a melting shadow.

The ring he placed on the nightstand disappeared with him.

...

Another shadow also stood in front of a bed.

Lying in front of the bed was her brother, a ten-year-old child.

He held in his arms a birthday gift she gave him two years ago, a teddy bear.

At that time, he clamored that he didn't want such a mother's gift, and wanted Lego, so angry that she didn't talk to him for two days.

On the third day, her power was awakened.

She gently touched her brother's hair, and left her room, and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

Holding her knife, she walked step by step to another room, her ears full of the chaos that day the agency came to arrest her.

"Brother! Dad, mom, save me, save me—"

"Do n’t take my sister away! Good to my sister, who is good to everyone, she wo n’t hurt anyone. I promise you, uncle and aunt, I beg you, do n’t take my sister away ..."

"Brother, you let go! This is not contagious! Infect her, and then infect you, your mother will not live."

"Fuck, take your brother away! A few, my daughter will give it to you. She has been rebellious since we were young. We also have headaches. If she has a power, she still doesn't know how much trouble she will break! In spite of the lessons, fight and scold, you can't stand it. "

At this moment, the girl stood in front of her parents' room door, stood still for a moment, and entered the room.

...

On the other side, a man who just exited the live studio fell to the ground, his face was full of fear, his body trembled like a tremor, and the overturned Coke flowed sticky.

A 24-year-old, well-faced woman stood in front of him, with a ghostly charm: "Do you remember me?"

The man shook his legs: "I don't ... how did you get in ..."

The woman crouched in front of him: "You don't remember, but I remember your ID, and I remember it until death."

"You said to the one who killed me, come, come, Ri-She, what are you waiting for?"

"Someone scolded you and said you were sick."

"You said, her blood didn't spill on me. She died, didn't she?"

The man sobbed in despair.

"So I'm here," the woman slowly said, "how do you want to die?"

"... I let you choose."

All this happened in the next short night.

However, Chi Xiaochi is still outside the organization, and it is impossible to predict the story that will happen in every corner of the world.

He spit out the rain from his mouth and put away the lock bottle: "Is it good or bad to do so?"

Lou Ying said, "That's their business. We still have our mission."

The two of them shared the same voice: "Jiao Qingguang."

After all, they both laughed.

Lou Ying: "Are we going to find him?"

Chi Xiaochi glanced at the sky: "Wait until dawn. After dawn, our full video will be published on the intranet and extranet, and he will know.