I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

Finding room 203-07 from the page, Liu Qingyu put his right hand behind his back and gripped the handle of the gun tightly.

"call......"

Liu Qingyu exhaled slowly, waiting for the ice-breaking procedure to complete.

The waiting time was short, but physically felt so long that Liu Qingyu began to think wildly, and regretted the short cold war with Hua Mian before coming here.

Make up with her when you get back.

It's not easy for her to handle it, she took pity on Hua Mian's poor health, so she took the initiative to propose a peace, well, she, Miss Liu, is very kind.

[Verification passed]

This line of words flashed in Yi's eyes.

Accompanied by the sound of the magnetic latch being activated and sliding open, Liu Qingyu put on her gloves and pushed the door, slipped in, and then closed it carefully.

Quietly enter the village, do not shoot.

The lights in the apartment were not turned on, and it seemed that the owner was resting, and Liu Qingyu was slightly relieved - even though she had been doing this kind of thing for half a year, she was still not particularly used to it.

Judging from the weak response of the thermal imaging camera, her target was in the bedroom at this time.

It's almost time to end.

Hua Mian is still waiting for her to come home.

Liu Qingyu lowered her eyes and silently opened the bedroom door, thinking so.

However, the one sitting in the bedroom was not a shocked and frightened scum as she had imagined, but a man tied to a chair, his mouth sealed with tape, shaking his head frantically and unable to speak.

click!

Liu Qingyu opened the safety of the firearm.

trap! ! !

At this moment, the girl can't care less about who this person is and whether he is innocent or not. There is always a chance after killing a bad person. What she cares about now is...

Who is ambushing her? !

"Who is behind you?!"

Liu Qingyu strode forward, reached out and tore off the tape on the man's mouth.

The man grinned in pain, but the black muzzle of the gun in front of him and the desire to survive in his heart still made him dare not be dissatisfied with the girl who couldn't see the face clearly with the gun.

"I-I don't know!"

He wanted to cry without tears.

No time to interrogate this guy.

Liu Qingyu glanced at the rope that bound the man's hands, and after making sure that the guy would not stand up suddenly and shoot her, he turned and ran out the door.

The information has been distorted. The bad things are not necessarily done by this guy. The naive little maid has no intention of killing innocent people by mistake.

but,

It's easy to go up, but difficult to go down. How can the few psykers who have been ambushing here for a long time let "Phantom" leave easily?

"Boom!"

Because it detected a spiritual energy response that exceeded the limit, the short-wave spiritual energy detector was suddenly overloaded and turned off automatically.

In the hallway, at the door.

Liu Qingyu looked gloomy at the dozens of enemies surrounded outside, and the atmosphere was tense:

"Level [-] psykers? And group shielding psychics?"

No one spoke.

The girl who couldn't see her face took a deep breath, her voice was low and hoarse, and the hem of the black windbreaker was grinning when there was no wind:

"Shuibei?"

What responded to her was the uniform sound of guns being loaded.

059 The bad woman will appear at the end of the nightmare

Many years later, facing the new world, Miss Liu Qingyu will recall that stormy night.

boom! !

in the hallway,

Lightning intersected with the fuse, and the air was filled with a burnt smell, and it was detonated before it flew halfway.

The flames filled the circular corridor, gunpowder and fuel spilled all over the place, and raging fire burst out from the red carpet, forcing the little maid who was trying to break out to retreat.

"Bang, bang, bang!!"

The bullets poured down, and the bullet collided with the wall, making a short impact sound. Thanks to the solid material inside the Qinghe Tower, Liu Qingyu was able to hide behind.

"what......"

Huddled behind a bumpy wall, Liu Qingyu breathed in a little nervously. She was changing the magazine for the pistol without making a sound.

This is another apartment, just next to Shen Luo's room.

The outer alloy brick wall has been blasted with a big hole, and the damp and cold wind is constantly pouring in from that hole.

This should have been tense and life-threatening.

But Liu Qingyu somehow remembered that when she left at night, she seemed to have forgotten to make Hua Mian's bed, and she didn't help Hua Mian get a change of clothes for the bath in advance.

I don't know if Hua Mian will forget these things.

If she forgets, she will definitely show an interesting expression.

But unfortunately I can't see it.

The thunder roared, the dark clouds rolled up, the moonlight and neon lights retreated in front of the mighty power of nature, and there was only a bean-scattering rain in Yuncheng.

Thinking about it with your ass is a good day to activate psionic powers.

But it's a pity that Liu Qingyu can't do this.

Simple arousal of psychic powers will not allow others to discover her identity, but if she goes all out to arouse the thunder and activate [Tianjin Calamity Soil], then all fools will know that she is here.

In the short encounter before, she also looked familiar with the person headed by the opponent.

She didn't have time to recall the emergency at that time, but now that she thinks about it, wasn't that person enshrined in Shuibei, where the Shenyi Society took turns guarding the year before last?

Although they are just nodding acquaintances, if they really want to activate their psionic powers, they will definitely be recognized immediately.

She didn't bring a comm jammer.

There is no way to silence.

The opponent's psychic ability is to manipulate gravity, and Liu Qingyu couldn't figure out how to break the situation when she couldn't fully activate her psychic energy.

It can only be a battle of trapped beasts.

Boom!

The body sank suddenly, the ceiling shook for a while, the dust swayed down, and the burden on the body became heavier. If ordinary people were here, they would probably be crushed to the ground by several times the gravity.

But Liu Qingyu is a psychic, and his physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, so it's not like that.

The opponent didn't dare to make too much effort.

After all, this is the 230th floor, with dozens of times the gravity added, he would not be able to survive if the Qinghe Tower was broken in half, and even if he survived by chance, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

But you can't stay here for long.

The huge pressure has begun to affect the stability of the prosthetic body. The prosthetic eye is still strong, but the phantom light that Hua Mian rubbed on his body can't last long.

Without this thing, the identity of the little maid can only be revealed.

"Then go down..."

Liu Qingyu was standing by the outer wall with a big opening, the high-altitude wind had a terrifying dragging force, if she hadn't supported her, she would probably have been swept down by the strong wind.

The little maid swallowed, and slowly closed her eyes resignedly.

The low-grade psychic dissociation potion was slowly poured into the body, and was thrown down without any quality.

The high-altitude world is different from usual, with miniature landscapes and ants-like crowds beneath our feet.

Looking down is another perspective.

Many people are not afraid of heights, but standing at a height of a thousand meters without any safety measures, she is naturally afraid of heights when she looks down.

This is the reverence of life instinct for the sky.

"I shouldn't have listened to you..."

The little maid said something to herself, and the low and hoarse mechanical voice instantly melted into the wind, and was carried by the heavy rain and swayed to the entire Yuncheng.

The strong wind hit the ears, and the girl in the windbreaker jumped down.

230 floors.

That is about 700 meters high.

As a fifth-level psyker with comprehensive lightning-type psychic powers, Liu Qingyu would not fall to his death at such a height.

But mobility is inevitable.

Behind him, several miniature bombs that had been buried in advance were detonated at the same time. The reinforced concrete building was already overwhelmed by the distortion of gravity. Now, he finally cried out in pain.

On the 230th floor of Qinghe Tower, thick smoke billowed, and countless steel fragments fell off from the main body above and below, and fell with a heavy rain.

It was as if the entire body of the tower had been dug out.

The steel outer wall that fell off from a height of several hundred meters was like an avalanche, falling down with great force.

Countless pedestrians stopped in the distance, discussing scatteredly what happened over there.

but no matter,

No one dared to enter the Qinghe community.

Whether it's a fight between psykers or an explosion of dangerous goods, ordinary people can't get close to them. Most people in the upper city are more reluctant to take this risk.

Explosions, cracks, impacts, and screams almost rang out, and the power system in the community was completely paralyzed. The security guards retreated a few hundred meters away, for fear of causing any trouble.

Just a few hundred credits a month, it's not worth dying for.

In the ruins that were smashed by the stone slabs from the sky, there were occasional electric sparks flickering.

in the rainstorm,

Liu Qingyu pushed away a concrete slab with difficulty, and staggered out of it.

Before landing, the girl briefly activated her psionic energy with all her strength to reduce the impact of landing.

But the stones that followed inevitably hurt her.

"hiss......"

Liu Qingyu's expression twitched slightly.

Her left calf seemed to be broken, and there was also an ugly wound on her right leg. She couldn't lift her left hand at all, and the only thing she could use now was her right hand, but the right hand was also sore.

She tried hard to move her legs, but her body had already given up.

Only the almost distorted pain from the nerve endings could give her a sense of being alive.

The pain made her unable to hold back tears.

Miss Liu has never been wronged like this.

It rained harder and harder.

Her long purple hair was soaked in water and stuck to the black windbreaker, which was made of water-proof material—even though it was in a heavy rain, it was not wet by the rain at all.

The wound that was still bleeding was drenched in rain, and it became more sober. The girl couldn't help but gasped in pain, and gritted her silver teeth.

There were scattered movements in the distance.

The short-wave spiritual energy detector returned to normal, and then detected something, overloaded again.

"I guess I can't go back..."