I'm driving a chariot in the apocalypse

The hypnotist is in the shape of a small trumpet and can vary in size. The hypnotist is very small and difficult to detect. The ability of the hypnotist, just like its name, will release a hypnotic sound wave that can make people dizzy and powerful enough to make people sleep.

In addition to the ability to hypnotize, it also has the ability to launch shock waves. Cliff was injured by the shock wave attack because he did not notice the hypnotist, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The shock wave of the hypnotist came too suddenly. Cliff had no precautions and took all the damage from the front. Fortunately, the model of the hypnotist was not big and the power was not strong. Although he was injured, it was not fatal. It is just that he feels very uncomfortable now. I can't move without talking.

The hypnotist launched the shock wave again, and Cliff tried hard to make himself move. However, his body was attacked by the shock wave, and his muscles were spasming uncontrollably.

Unable to escape, he could only endure the hypnotist's shock wave. This blow made his internal organs feel like he had been punched, especially his stomach, which was severely spasmed. The body was blown away by the shock wave, and the whole body was convulsed and unable to move.

His stomach kept twitching, and he vomited out a large amount of dirty things. It was also mixed with blood streaks.

At this time, Cliff felt very uncomfortable. He felt that his body was not caused by him, and his head was dizzy and he wanted to sleep. This situation lasted for a long time before it recovered. Cliff woke up and gradually regained control of his body.

Wiping off the dirt on his cheeks and the blood on the tip of his nose, Cliff looked at the hypnotist not far away.

Why didn't the hypnotist attack me? Is it Rebanna? He destroyed the hypnotist?

With this idea in mind, Cliff walked forward, and felt a sense of crisis. He quickly stepped back, but was still hit by the hypnotist's shock wave. It's just that the blow was not a real blow and the damage suffered was not great.

After taking a blow from the hypnotist, Cliff laughed instead. It turns out Rebana didn't come with us. How great!

Come on! This is a fight between us.

Cliff wanted to prove himself. When he received the call for help, he had already thought about saving these people independently. He wanted to tell Rebanna and Abel that he could do it.

When he found out that the hypnotist did not attack him, he felt a little disappointed and thought that Rebana was secretly protecting him. It feels so uncomfortable to be treated like a child who has not grown up.

With a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, Cliff wanted to find out why the hypnotist didn't attack him. Looking up, Cliff discovered the problem. The monitor is the eyes of the defender and the hypnotist. If the monitor is accidentally destroyed, the hypnotist loses its eyes, and its attacks can only rely on its own sensors.

This kind of small-signal hypnotist has crappy sensors and can hardly attack accurately. It can only attack based on the most primitive prediction. This also resulted in a significant reduction in the hypnotist's attack range. If the monitor was still alive, the hypnotist's shock wave would be enough to kill Cliff.

It's just that Cliff has a doubt, why doesn't the hypnotist use the ability of hypnosis? After touching his ears, Cliff remembered that he had brought earplugs.

In order to verify his conjecture, Cliff took out earplugs, and sure enough, a special audio penetrated into his ears, making him drowsy. He quickly put on his earplugs and blocked most of the sound.

Cliff laughed. He was just a sixteen-year-old kid. He was very happy about all this. This was his first success. Ever since he was young, he has never been praised for his efforts or anything. The answer he received was always, It's okay, that's it.

He is proficient in mechanical knowledge. His father commented that he loses his ambition by playing with things. He wants to do business around the world, but like his brother, he is considered not doing his job properly. He has never had a positive evaluation in his life, and everything he did was a mistake. But today he succeeded. He did it by relying on his own knowledge and judgment.

He guessed everything right, and he did it without anyone's help. This was the first step in his life.

Cliff picked up the boomerang on the ground and wiped off the bullet marks on the boomerang. This bullet mark was a sign of his success. He threw the boomerang with his backhand. The boomerang bypassed the hypnotist's attack range and shattered it at a tricky angle.

Cliff walked over, pulled out the boomerang, stroked the hypnotist's shell, pressed his forehead against the hypnotist, and said, 'Rest in peace! I will cherish everything you give me. ’

Walking up to the second floor, Cliff was even more careful. The hypnotist's injuries made him still uncomfortable, and even taking a ginseng pill could not completely eliminate the discomfort.

It was pitch dark in the corridor, and Cliff couldn't see clearly at all, but he didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. In the dark surroundings, turning on the flashlight would be equivalent to exposing himself. It would be terrible if someone attacked.

Cliff walked forward slowly, touching the wall, and moved forward little by little. The dark passage passed through, and there was nothing. Cliff was unable to open his eyes due to the sudden bright light.

It took a while to get used to it. The second floor is the staff lounge, and each room has a door number. In the management room on the second floor, there is a blackboard with the duty hours written on it. The employees in that room should clean the rooms that day.

On the table in the management room, Cliff saw application forms one by one. The light on the stairs between the first floor and the second floor is broken. Please report it for repair. Applicant: Matthew Temple.

In the management room, Cliff also found the map of the second floor. With his extraordinary memory, Cliff memorized it all in just a moment.

There are so many people in the factory and more than 30 employees. Where will these people be imprisoned? Looking through the plan, there is a canteen, bathroom, and staff lounge on the second floor.

The employee rest room was excluded first. A single room in the employee rest room cannot accommodate so many people, and multiple rooms are not conducive to surveillance.

The second is the canteen. The canteen is large enough, but it is also connected in all directions. There are many roads from the canteen to the first floor. It is easy for inmates to escape if they are not careful.

The final location is the bathroom. The bathroom is a closed environment. There is only one exit if you want to get out. It is convenient for detention and effective surveillance. The location is sufficient.

This also gave Cliff a headache. If he wanted to go to the bathroom, he had to pass through the cafeteria, and the gangster only had to put his hand on the only path between the cafeteria and the bathroom. People outside could go in, but people inside couldn't get out.

Only then did Cliff feel like he was in trouble. He didn't know how many people there were on the other side, what kind of weapons they had, or even what their strength was. He really didn't know anything about it. He was only thinking about saving people and didn't pay attention to this information at all. Go back and ask now?

It's really embarrassing. Gritting his teeth, Cliff decided not to look back. If you don't have information, it doesn't mean you can't save people. At worst, you can ask other people for information.

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Cliff put one hand on the wall of the window and stepped on the eaves of the wall. The eaves of the wall can only accommodate the lower half of the foot. If you are not careful, you will step on it and fall into the sea.

Holding on to the window, I looked down and saw the sea water hitting the cement foundation of the factory. The waves raised waves. I couldn't hear the sound of the waves because I was wearing earplugs, but the sea breeze sent a chill down my back.

The current height is more than twenty meters. Cliff cannot swim. Once he falls into the sea, he will be dead. Cliff didn't understand why he was so mad that he let go of the window, walked in such a dangerous place, and secretly lurked in the bathroom.

He obviously can't swim and is afraid of heights. My palms were sweaty and my feet were extremely soft. I'm such an idiot, why would I do such a dangerous thing? If I fall, I'll die!

There is still a chance to turn around now!

Cliff's body was pressed against the wall, and his legs were extremely strong. He was afraid that his legs would become weak and fall down. As long as his legs were straight and hard, his legs would become weak.

But his legs always gave him the illusion that they would become weak at any time and he would fall down at any time. The hand holding the window was also very slippery, and the sweat on the palm was really a hindrance.

No! I have to turn back, I can't move forward! No! Cliff kept saying that he wanted to turn back, but he had already walked more than half the distance. She said no, her body felt weak, but her heart was filled with energy and she wanted to go.

The fifty-meter journey was finally almost over, and the bathroom window was immediately visible, still less than one meter away.

In the sky, a sea eagle flew over, and he let out a cry. The sea eagle's cry did not scare Cliff. He couldn't hear it with earplugs, but the sea eagle suddenly flew past him and startled him. The right leg that allowed him to step out missed the point. Fortunately, he put his right hand on the bathroom window and steadied himself.

Before he could take a breath, the Seahawk dived toward Cliff again. Damn it! You bastard! It's over.

Sea Eagle seemed to understand Cliff's words and angrily attacked him again. Sea Eagle's attack scratched his left arm and made him lose his balance. His whole body was supported by his right arm and hung in the air.

Cliff looked at the sea, feeling a lingering dizziness. He tried hard to put his left hand on the window, and tried hard to step on the eaves of the wall with his right foot, but it always slipped. He was hanging in the air, with all his limbs. There was no strength left, and the sweat on my hands was getting more and more.

The Seahawk stopped causing trouble, but Cliff felt like he was reaching his limit. Is it over?

I can't just die! I want to live! Cliff struggled to get up and tried to climb into the bathroom.

But there was too much sweat on the hands, and as the arms exerted force, the hands slipped. The moment he lost his balance, Cliff knew it was all over.

I'm sorry! Bertram, I failed to cherish the opportunity you gave me.

Cliff's hand was grabbed, and someone pulled him up forcefully. Cliff immediately grabbed the bathroom window again, exerted force on both sides, and finally entered the bathroom.

Leaning against the wall of the bathroom, Cliff gasped for breath. The thrill just now left him in shock. He wanted to shout loudly that it felt so good to live again.