◎I don't want to kill anyone, it's a big holiday.◎
They didn't say anything, squatting at the window to observe. A few more lights appeared outside, and soon the light dimmed again.
A city without any lights is very dark, and it is easy to encounter danger without the help of light.
But the visitor was obviously afraid of being discovered, and could only find his way by turning on the lighting equipment intermittently.
Long Qingyu stood up and took a look. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He said in a deep voice, "They should be here soon."
Everyone quickly got into the game, scattered to various corners of the room, and prepared for an ambush.
The horn was still blaring outside, adding a weird and funny effect in the dark night.
Less than five minutes later, there was a noise on the stairs outside.
The sound is very light, but the friction of clothes when moving and the stepping of shoes will inevitably make a slight sound.
Long Qingyu was already waiting at the gate. The door lock seemed to have been fiddled with a few times, and it opened with a click, and the door slowly opened inward.
A weapon entered the room first, followed closely by the arm holding it.
The person who came was very cautious. The light flickered and the person outside the door slowly continued to walk in.
Long Qingyu positioned the muzzle of his gun in advance based on the length and angle of the man's arm. As the man walked in, he felt a chill on his head.
"Don't move."
"Huh? Brother?" The head under the gun turned slowly and turned on the flashlight in his hand.
Isn’t this Zhu Shuo’s voice?
Long Qingyu moved the gun away, grabbed the door with his hands, and quickly glanced outside.
Zhu Shuo did not come alone. With him was the old man whom Rong Xiao had saved during the day.
"Were you the one playing the loudspeaker outside?" Long Qingyu asked the two to come in before talking.
Zhu Shuo nodded and put his weapon back on his waist. "That's right, hurry up and leave. They must be those people from the daytime. We noticed a few cars quietly driving in your direction, so we followed them. I'm afraid they want to steal your weapons."
"Brother Long," Tian Yichuan walked out of the house with a fierce look on his face, "What's going on?"
Zhu Shuo quickly raised his hand and greeted him, but Tian Yichuang did not respond. He squinted his eyes and looked at him from head to toe.
"We can't leave now," Long Qingyu calmly adjusted his gun belt. "If we drive out, we'll be discovered quickly."
"Then..." Zhu Shuo was silent for a while, then patted Long Qingyu's shoulder, "Be careful."
"Brother Long, Brother Long, there are several cars outside." Ling Xi ran quickly from the window.
Zhu Shuohe and the old man's expression changed: "Fuck, so fast?!"
"How did you get here?" A young voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.
A tall figure walked out, and Zhu Shuohe, the old man, raised his head awkwardly to see Shangguan Yu's expression.
It was obvious that he was doubting them!
"We came here on a scooter," Zhu Shuo explained hastily. "The team was told to drive the car back. We only came here because we were afraid you wouldn't be prepared and would be ambushed! That group of people has nothing to do with us, really nothing to do with us! My brother saved me and Uncle Wen Zhen, and we will never repay kindness with hatred."
"Get ready, and leave as soon as possible." Uncle Wen Zhen also urged.
The tone of his voice was different from Zhu Shuo's. He seemed to care about them, but he spoke in a cold manner.
There were distinct footsteps on the stairs outside.
The person who came didn't seem to be afraid of being discovered, and even didn't bother to hide his actions.
Long Qingyu pulled Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen to the wall. The next second, the door lock was shot and several people kicked the door open.
"Don't move, whoever moves will be hurt..." The person in the front was holding a machete, and the people beside him were also holding various weapons that looked scary.
However, before he could even finish his words, the person in front was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.
Rong Xiao suddenly appeared from the darkness, and with his slender white hand, he grabbed the knife-wielding hand of the man. He excitedly showed it to Ling Xi, "Sister Xi, look at this knife. It's so long and looks so cool!"
"Damn it, I told you not to move..."
boom--
Rong Xiao broke his wrist fiercely and kicked him in the stomach, and the knife was easily taken into her hand.
Holding the knife in his hand and making a couple of movements, Rong Xiao seemed to be imitating chopping down a tree, swinging the knife with great force.
"Be careful and don't get hurt." Long Qingyu calmly reminded with a gun in hand.
Zhu Shuo and Uncle Wen Zhen looked incredulous, and they looked at each other as if they were watching some demon on patrol.
"No, I'll be careful." Rong Xiao waved it twice more, as if he was very satisfied with the newly captured weapon.
Tian Yichuan stepped forward with his hands in his pockets, a freshly lit cigarette still dangling from the corner of his mouth: "Xiaoxiao, I'll leave the rib chopping to you from now on. This knife looks suitable."
"I want to use it as a weapon, not for cooking." Rong Xiao touched the metal handle with carvings on it and muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Damn it." The man who was kicked down took the people behind him with him. Five or six people crowded at the door, struggling to get up.
Tian Yichuan suddenly had a half-large fireball in his hand. He looked down at them irritably and said, "Why are you not sleeping so late at night? You're disturbing my sweet dreams. I'm so annoyed by you bastards."
Among the people crowded on the ground, someone quietly raised his hand and pointed with his fingertips.
Squeak——
A splash of water came out from the bathroom next door, extinguishing Tian Yichuang's fireball.
Light it again and pour it again.
Light it again and pour it again.
Tian Yichuan was furious. He rolled up his sleeves, picked the man out, brought him in front of him and started beating him up, cursing as he beat him: "You're against me, huh? I'll let you put out my fireball, you bastard!!"
Swipe!
Suddenly, a dark shadow fell from the half-open window and threw in a smoke bomb.
Good job!
It turned out that there were people lying in ambush outside. It took a lot of effort to deal with them.
Shangguan Huai was choked so much that his nose and tears were running, but he still rushed forward and tried to throw the smoke bomb out.
As a result, a figure was faster than him. He grabbed the thing and threw it outside, opened the window to ventilate, and then dragged the person hanging outside in to inhale the irritating gas.
"How many of you are there?" Long Qingyu took out his pistol, took off the safety, and randomly picked someone to aim at.
"We have hundreds of people. None of you can escape. Hand over your weapons..."
Ling Xi, who was standing next to him, raised her foot and kicked him: "Are you watching a movie? There are hundreds of people here. Why don't you call everyone out so we can finish them all at once?"
The man suddenly stopped talking and stammered.
The leader sneered and curled his lips: "Oh, I will make you all return it later."
The clattering sound of footsteps echoed on the stairs again.
There should be a lot of people coming, at least a dozen.
Before the sound reached the door, the closed door seemed to be knocked away by something, passing through the house, breaking through the window and flying outside.
Rong Xiao, holding the knife, blinked and looked here and there.
"You useless piece of shit! You can't take him down with so many people." The curses arrived before anyone arrived. A burly man in a short-sleeved shirt walked to the door, followed by several men wearing gloves. "If you resist again, we'll kill you. Our goal is to take his weapons."
The man in short sleeves had a flashlight on his shoulder. He turned his body to focus the light on Long Qingyu.
Two guns, a fire axe...
Since they can get these weapons, they must have a lot of other useful things on them.
This person exuded an extremely dangerous aura. Even though they were at a certain distance, Rong Xiao's body's reaction to danger was sending out an alarm.
Tian Yichuang gritted his teeth secretly, like two beasts meeting each other, hating the hostile smell on each other's bodies.
Tightening the hammer in his hand, Tian Yichuang pretended to launch a sneak attack and suddenly threw a fireball in the chaos.
But before the fireball hit anyone, it was instantly blown away by an invisible force and ignited the wallpaper on the ceiling.
A passively lit light finally illuminated the room.
"I don't have much patience. You can choose between your life and weapons." The man in short sleeves snorted coldly and glanced at everyone present indifferently.
"It's a supernatural power," Zhu Shuo whispered beside Long Qingyu, "It seems to be able to control objects."
He didn't need to say anything, everyone saw it. They were very familiar with this special ability.
Rong Xiao was also very interested. He stared at the man in the short-sleeved shirt with interest in his eyes, as if he had accepted some silent challenge.
However, this man's supernatural power level seems to be higher. The things he can control are bigger and more skillful. The door just now should have been moved directly by him using his supernatural power.
The speed is very fast and can be used as a weapon.
The man in short sleeves caught a glimpse of what was on Long Qingyu's body and raised his hand: "Do you want to hand it over yourself, or do you want me to take it away?"
"Robbery is wrong," Rong Xiao said, taking a few steps forward with the machete in hand. "Can you move the items as well?"
"Also?" The short-sleeved man understood the implication and raised his chin high. "Do you have special abilities too?"
There was sarcasm in her words. If Rong Xiao really had this ability, why didn't she use it after entering the house?
Superpowers can turn any noob into a big boss. Don’t be afraid of having superpowers, it doesn’t mean you are crazy.
"Ah, yes," Rong Xiao nodded, not afraid at all, as if chatting with the man in the short-sleeved shirt. "But your ability seems to be a little stronger than mine. I haven't tried to control such a large number of objects yet."
"Heh," the short-sleeved man waved his hand as if it was expected. "Alright, stop talking nonsense and hand over the things. I don't want to kill anyone. It's a big holiday."
"What festival?" Shangguan Huai couldn't help asking.
"Today is June 1st, Children's Day," the short-sleeved man said, raising his arms impatiently. "Hurry up, or I'll hit you if you keep talking nonsense."
"But it's wrong to rob people." Rong Xiao's first impression of the short-sleeved man wasn't that bad, and his tone was relatively calm. "If you need weapons, you can go into the bubble and play games and complete quests, and earn supplies through your own efforts."
"Come on, stop talking about that bubble thing," he said, glancing fiercely at the hexagonal object outside the window. "If I hadn't been forced to play that rubbish game, my gun wouldn't have been destroyed there."
"But you have superpowers. You're so strong, why do you need a gun? I don't need one either."
After a moment of silence, the man in short sleeves frowned. "You girl, you sound pretty nice, but... knock on my door, why am I standing here chatting with you?! Attack! Attack now!"
The people holding gloves outside the door suddenly raised their hands. Each of them was holding a homemade slingshot in his hand and a box hanging around his waist.
They quickly grabbed a piece of broken glass, put it on the slingshot, and released it. Dozens of sharp pieces of broken glass flew towards the target.
Ling Xi pulled out a kitchen knife to block it, but the broken glass came to a sudden stop in mid-air after flying less than a meter, floating in the air motionless.
Rong Xiao, who was not far away, raised her hand, and an obvious force overflowed from her, preventing the broken glass from flying.
"Oh, you really do have the same abilities as me," the short-sleeved man chuckled appreciatively and nodded, "What a pity, your abilities aren't as powerful as mine."
The man in short sleeves suddenly tensed his arms, exerting force secretly with his palms. The broken glass that had been motionless began to move again, but was counterbalanced by an opposing force. The speed was very slow and it lost its original aggressiveness.
The man in short sleeves raised his chin with contempt, narrowed his eyes, and secretly accelerated the glass.
Haha, there's nothing you can do now, right? Are you scared now?
He focused his gaze back on Rong Xiao's face, waiting to admire her panic, tension and fear.
This girl is not annoying. If she is obedient, it would not be impossible to bring her back to the team and let her follow him.
He is young and has special abilities, so he will definitely be a good helper in the future.
"You still don't admit defeat?" The short-sleeved man softened his tone, using both kindness and force. "I've already told you, as long as you don't resist, I won't use any harsh force."
"Your ability level seems to be quite impressive," the little girl said without any fear on her face. She even praised his ability. "But it's not cool to bully others just because you're so powerful."
Suddenly, the broken glass wrapped in supernatural power suddenly disappeared, like an illusory dream.
Everyone present was dumbfounded, including the muscular man.
He loosened his arms in disbelief and looked around: "Where's my glass?"
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