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

This is a sign of her fully exerting her psychic power.

In order to minimize the possibility of exposure, Jiangli wanted to defeat the enemy with one blow.

"No rush, it's not the critical time yet." Hua Mian withdrew her gaze, leaned on the wheelchair and closed her eyes peacefully, "Liu Qingyu is also a level five psychic, so she won't die so easily."

After taking a sip of water and swallowing the bitter chocolate heart, Hua Mian continued:

"Senior, you don't have to make a move, just play a play with me. After all, my reward is the most I can ask you to do."

She is humbly.

Bad girl love lessons are invaluable, though not useful to anyone but Mian.

But for Jiang Gracilaria, its significance is much greater than a single shot.

Jiang Li also knew that this was the bad woman's concession to her, compensation for her being shocked by Hua Mian's identity tonight, so after two seconds of silence, she still accepted the kindness.

boom! !

The Qinghe Tower is broken from the middle.

Numerous concrete rubbles scattered from the sky, like a torrential rain, crashing down in a landslide.

With sharp eyes, Jiang Li noticed that a purple electric light was also in it.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Jiang Li looked at the ground and said quietly.

Hua Mian pursed her lips, and glanced at the troops hiding in the building not far away: "Not yet."

"When will it wait?"

"Wait until I can't do anything." Hua Mian sighed, silently took out a bunch of things from the storage slot of the wheelchair, and quickly assembled them.

The first is the high-power signal shielding instrument.

And then to a new "Phantom Light".

Finally there is a small EMP generator.

Jiang Li watched Hua Mian's series of preparations with cold eyes, and kept silent. The profile of the girl under him not only did not lose its color in the gloomy sky, but was even more attractive because of this focus.

"Close your eyes."

The black-haired girl ordered simply, with a bit of irreversible strength.

Jiang Li closed her eyes obediently, and in the next moment, a pop-up window with a red background flashed on her black retina——

[EMP attack detected]

Jiang Li opened his eyes and saw that the originally thin lights in the community had also been blown out, the channel lights lost their vitality, and the surroundings were pitch black.

[Network signal is offline]

Another pop-up window popped up in Yiyan.

Jiang Li looked at Hua Mian in amazement, as if she hadn't expected that she was a mechanic who didn't show her face. Emp and signal shielding are not things that Xiaobai can use well.

"It's almost time to see."

Hua Mian pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the roof, looked down and smiled, but the light green eyes were still indifferent and never melted:

"I'm going down first, and if I drag it for a while, that idiot will really die. Alas, why did you still give yourself a psychic dissociation potion? I've already done this..."

"She's really not a worry-free maid."

"Also, remember to show up when the time comes, senior."

............

......

It was still raining heavily, with dark clouds rolling in, like a river leaking in the sky, pouring down continuously.

A misty water world.

Liu Qingyu leaned against the ruins, tears rolled down her cheeks, sniffed her nose softly, and made a pitiful sound like a small animal whimpering.

The jade finger lightly brushed across the cheek, and flew away in pain, the girl's body also inexplicably surged with a little strength.

Liu Qingyu wanted to talk to Hua Mian, told her that there was an ambush here, and told her to leave quickly; she also wanted to say sorry to Hua Mian, because she was too careless and did not expect this to happen.

Her expression became urgent, with tears streaming down her face, she raised her hand with difficulty and tried to gesture for Hua Mian to leave.

run.

Run as far as possible.

But she is very tired.

So after smacking her lips twice, Liu Qingyu couldn't say anything.

"Who are you!?"

On the opposite side, a man in a black tactical uniform and sunglasses was facing a formidable enemy.

"Phantom" has reinforcements, which he did not expect at all, and, for some reason, the man felt that the voice of the reinforcements was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

And that wheelchair looked familiar too.

It's a pity that this person is also like a "phantom", unable to see his face clearly.

The man used to be on duty at the Shenyi Society, and had only met Hua Mian once, so it's normal that he couldn't see his face clearly and couldn't recognize him.

After all, he didn't think about the saint.

On the opposite side,

As a matter of course, Hua Mian didn't answer anything.

The soldiers who had already surrounded took a few steps back, the iron gray automatic rifle was raised, and the laser sight left several red dots on the girl's pure white skirt.

——Huan Mian was wearing the clothes Liu Qingyu bought for her at home, and she didn't have time to change when she went out.

The sniper in the distance also put his index finger on the trigger, and the automatic locking device in the scope had perfectly locked on her limbs.

Among the ruins, the two sides faced each other clearly.

The girl in a white dress protected Liu Qingyu behind her. The heavy rain was pouring, but her feet were clean, and Liu Qingyu behind her was not even wet.

It was as if the raindrops were avoiding her.

The panoramic elevator sank to the station, and the ambush troops who were still on the upper floor just now rushed down.

Sensing the presence of his teammates, the man in sunglasses relaxed a little.

The strength of the enemy should not exceed level five at most. After all, not counting the slightly weaker Divine Will elders who were pulled out by clinical trials, there are no more than twenty level six psykers in Yuncheng.

And everyone is a big shot with a name and a surname, resounding all over the party.

The man in the sunglasses didn't think he would be so unlucky to meet a sixth-level psyker in his debut battle.

It's just that the enemy cut off the communication before coming, and even destroyed the nearby monitoring and recording equipment with small-scale EMP pulses, which inevitably made him a little uneasy.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, the man in the sunglasses and another fifth-level psychic looked at each other, and asked again in a deep voice:

"Who are you! Phantom's associate?"

The undetectable waves of psionic energy fluctuated, making people unable to help but tell the truth.

The girl in the white dress was carrying the crowd behind her back, her body was hanging slightly, and she put her finger on Liu Qingyu's forehead, as if she didn't hear it, she was alone in her own world.

Doesn't she have long ears?

The man in the sunglasses thought about it, and looked carefully in the direction of "Phantom".

The magnification of the optical prosthetic eye is constantly adjusted, and every detail of the raindrops can be clearly seen, but when he looked at the place where Liu Qingyu fell, he did not see the scarred appearance of the "Phantom" as he expected .

There was a girl lying there, whose face could not be seen clearly, but the large and small wounds exposed on the body had already healed, and there were no scars left.

The man in sunglasses opened his eyes wide in disbelief, wondering if the advantage just now was just an illusion?

Enemies also have psychic type psionics? ?

But this idea is too far-fetched, and his teammates can also confirm that everything that happened just now is not false.

Then, there is only one possibility.

The two fifth-level psykers looked at each other with fiery eyes.

"Healing psykers?"

The man in the sunglasses spoke, his voice trembling, as if he was suppressing something.

Psykers of the healing department are talents that every consortium is eager for. No one is afraid of life, old age, sickness and death. Although Yuncheng's medical technology is advanced, psychic powers can also do many things that are difficult for modern science to do.

So, if there is a high-level healing psyker, can people achieve immortality without side effects?

Several consortium owners are very curious about this.

But it's a pity that the highest level of healing psykers in Yuncheng is only level four, and healing wounds is still at the cost of the wounded's vitality.

However, the current setbacks did not affect the enthusiasm of the consortium in the slightest. The rewards for the healing psykers have always remained high in the black market.

If you can catch her and bring her to the company, even the two fifth-level psykers here will be tempted by the benefits.

Even if the opponent's strength is in doubt.

"It's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it's not a waste of effort." The man in the sunglasses sneered, and the telepathy was activated, and the trigger was loaded in response to his men, "This unknown lady, please come with us."

But the girl in the white dress didn't seem to have heard of it.

She still bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows, without even looking back at them.

After a long time, Hua Mian spoke softly, crisp and indifferent, like the cold dew dripping in the morning, leaching bursts of coldness:

"Fang Gong, An Gong, I don't remember, you are all such impatient people."

After a pause, she continued:

"What? Long time no see, feeling hot?"

The name was called out, with a familiar voice again, memories of the past emerged, and the wheelchair girl who couldn't see the face on the opposite side finally overlapped with the figure of the divine goddess.

She is......

Master Shao! ! ?

The pupils of the two shrank sharply.

......

061 Pet "Xiaoqing"

Why is Shao Siming here?

She is "Phantom"?

Isn't she kind?Why do you do it to them?

Questions like these kept flooding the minds of everyone in the company, causing them to take two steps back unconsciously, as if facing a formidable enemy.

How strong Shao Si Ming is, they have never seen it with their own eyes, and they have no right to speak, but when they were on duty, the two of them still heard about her defeating Liu Qingyu.

Liu Qingyu is a fifth-level lightning-type psyker. Although she had just broken through at that time, because of the main killer, the little girl was even better than the two of them in terms of strength alone.

But that was two years ago.

Two years have passed, and with the talent of Shao Siming, no one can say how strong she is now.

"Why did Master Shao Ming appear here?"

After a brief moment of silence among the ruins, the man in sunglasses asked tentatively.

At the same time, he looked at the working condition of the prosthetic eye indiscriminately—the signal blocking was still going on.

Shuibei sent two level [-] psykers for tonight's arrest. It can be said that they are safe. Moreover, the other level [-] psykers have their own affairs now. In a short time, even if the signal for help is sent out, they will not be able to come to support.

Therefore, now it is up to the two of them to deal with Shao Siming.

"You two have already made up your mind, haven't you?"

Hua Mian quietly replied, still staring at the girl on the ground without looking back.

The two fifth-level psykers, including some well-informed little leaders among the soldiers, felt their hearts tighten at this moment, and their heartbeats accelerated slightly.

This kind of rhetoric is tearing your face apart.