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Chapter 699: Under the Sword of Shadows, there is death but no injury! [1 update]

I?
What kind of person would call himself "I"?
This Shenzhou person must have been obsessed with ancient costume dramas and put himself in the role of an ancient emperor, right? !

However, Ye Wanlan did not give him any room to think, and raised his hand and struck him neatly.

"..."

The last guard fell down, and there was silence.

Ye Wanlan brushed away the dust on her clothes and looked at her palms again.

Very good, no blood was shed, which is also another sense of winning without bloodshed.

"Xingli, you can come over now." Ye Wanlan then contacted Ye Xingli, "The people have been cleared out, I have cut off the surveillance, and I still need your help to shut down the defense system here."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Xingli's hands trembled: "So fast?"

It’s not even ten minutes since Ye Wanlan went in!

Even if the guards sent by the Tower of Babel this time were only ordinary ones, they were still people from the Tower of Babel after all. How could they be so vulnerable in front of Ye Wanlan?
This gave Ye Xingli great confidence.

Perhaps, in the near future, they will really have the ability to topple the Tower of Babel.

As soon as Ye Xingli entered the gate of the electronic prison, he saw the guards of the Tower of Babel lying on the ground.

The guards' faces still showed fear, disbelief, anger...all kinds of emotions intertwined.

It was obvious that they lost all their motivation the moment they saw Ye Wanlan.

Ye Xingli couldn't help but take a breath.

He has the blood of Chinese people flowing in his body, and he has always loved Chinese culture.

In the martial arts novels he had read, he had seen names like "killing skills".

Killing skills do not mean that one's martial arts skills are very advanced, but that the person has killed enough people and knows when and what moves to make, so that he can kill the opponent with one blow and leave the opponent no chance to fight back.

At that time, Ye Xingli only regarded this as an exaggerated skill in martial arts novels.

And now, he saw it with his own eyes.

After passing through several doors, Ye Xingli finally saw Ye Wanlan.

"Time is running out. I turned off the surveillance, but there are many spies in the Tower of Babel. They will react quickly." Ye Wanlan turned around and said, "We must take Elder Yuan away from here immediately."

Ye Xingli nodded seriously.

He was also well aware of this, so he rushed forward to deal with the defense system.

Ye Wanlan finally had time to open his phone and click into the group chat, where there were over 99 unread messages.

[Ghost Fighter]: Mr. Ye, come on, say something. Have you seen Sister YN?
【Cultural Person】: What is the International Institute for Strategic Studies doing all day long? Don't harm innocent people.

[Shenzhou University security guard]: It should be fine. I just contacted President Nero.

【YN】: I’m fine, I’m saving people.

[YN]: Xingli’s teacher has been detained by people sent from the Tower of Babel. See you later.

[Ghost Fighting Brother]:? ? ?

[Shenzhou University security guard]: Dean Yuan Yiming?!

"Sister YN, I have shut down all the defense systems here." At this time, Ye Xingli exhaled, "It's just that I didn't participate in the design of the electronic prison system, and I don't know what the complete system is."

Electronic prisons are a product of the last century, and the underlying procedures have remained unchanged.

With the rapid development of technology, more and more layers of new programs are added.

"Yes, I know." Ye Wanlan nodded, "Let's go first."

The two walked inside and indeed did not trigger any defense system.

But just as they were about to enter the next door, Ye Wanlan suddenly said, "Don't move."

Ye Xingli was startled: "Sister YN?"

Next, he saw Ye Wanlan picked up a strand of hair and blew it forward.

The hair starts falling, right at this moment!
"Shh!"

Something flashed by, and the hair was actually cut off!
Ye Xingli's eyes froze, and he turned his head with a stiff neck, and saw a thin blade inserted into the wall. If this blade hit him, he would die on the spot.

"Interesting." Ye Wanlan smiled, "It seems that this is not an absolute electronic prison. The last layer of defense system actually uses the mechanical technology of my Shenzhou."

If it were someone else, he might have failed at this last step.

But she is different.

In addition to being known as an expert in both spear and sword, King Hejia of Yan has also mastered a variety of mechanical techniques.

Even the dagger given to her had a very clever and delicate mechanism.

She often exchanged tactical ideas with Hejia and had seen him create mechanisms many times with her own eyes, so she was very sensitive to mechanisms.

The mechanism used here is the most basic one, but it can also achieve the level of killing with one blow.

People who don't understand the mechanism can't tell that there is murderous intent hidden here.

Ye Xingli was shocked: "Sister YN, you mean that the original group of people who built this electronic prison also came from Shenzhou?"

“Well, what a pity—” Ye Wanlan said indifferently, “I’m showing off my skills in front of an expert.”

"Swish!"

Seven silver needles appeared from her hands and flew to different directions in an instant.

The force was so great that it penetrated directly into the wall!

Only a few "click" sounds were heard!
It seemed like something was stuck, making a dull sound.

"It's solved. Let's keep going." Ye Wanlan said, "It's too smooth. There must be something else waiting for us."

Ye Xingli followed behind her, his palms already sweating.

smoothly?

If Ye Wanlan had not been so skilled and had not possessed an outstanding understanding of mechanical devices, he could have died at every step.

The two came to Area S of the electronic prison, which is also the area where the most serious criminals are guarded.

Ye Xingli clenched his fists and murmured, "They brought the teacher here not only to torture him physically, but also to insult him mentally!"

Ye Wanlan's eyes became even colder and he continued to move forward.

Cell S03.

Inside the transparent laser wall, there are two young men in white uniforms, with a tower as the logo on their armbands.

Still someone from the Tower of Babel!
Ye Xingli saw the old man slumped in the chair behind the young man, his eyes were red with anger: "Teacher!"

Dean Yuan closed his eyes tightly, breathing out more than breathing in, and it was obvious that he had fallen into a deep coma and was unconscious.

His voice also attracted the attention of the two young men, and they turned around.

The appearance of Ye Xingli surprised the two of them, but they soon regained their composure.

They didn't even notice that there was a masked girl next to Ye Xingli.

"Professor Ye, you are quite capable to have come this far." One of the young men clapped his hands, "Don't you know that you are disobeying the order of the tower master by doing this?"

"What a bullshit order!" Ye Xingli's eyes were red. "I have finally figured it out. The Lord of the Tower of Babel claims to be righteous, but in fact he is just a selfish villain!"

The young man's face turned pale with anger: "Ye Xingli, how dare you disrespect the tower master? You are courting death!"

The next second, he moved and appeared directly outside the laser wall.

This person's strength is far superior to the guards outside the door!
"Ye Xingli, you could have continued to enjoy your reputation as a genius at the Global Center." The young man sneered, "What a pity, you are so stubborn. In that case, you should go down and blaze a trail for your teacher first!"

Ye Wanlan finally opened the guitar case.

She pulled out two swords from it and raised her head: "Xingli, retreat."

Under the twin swords of Trailing Shadow, there is always death but no injury.

Three hundred years later, she can try her sword.

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