NIKKE, when the stars bloom

But the problem is...

Why did that motorcycle dare to speed up? !

155Km/H……

160Km/H……

165Km/H……

When the speed reached 170, Phoenix, who was not wearing a helmet, had already obediently buried his head in Ingrid's chest.

He could not see anything, and all he could hear was the roar of the wind. The task of operating the motorcycle was actually entirely in the hands of the artificial intelligence, Anik.

吅————！ !!! !!!

The police motorcycle roared past a truck, then quickly changed lanes, and after cutting in front of several cars, it easily got rid of the killer following behind.

Then, coming to a fork in the road, Anik gently turned the front of the car, and with the cooperation of Phoenix's body leaning, he turned into the right ramp at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

laugh----!!!!!

The high temperature caused by the brakes caused the tires and brake pads to rub against each other, producing a large amount of white smoke. Under Anik's control, the motorcycle was running at a speed of 95 kilometers per hour and was successfully reduced to kilometers per hour with a perfect deceleration curve.

Although still speeding, the crazy visual impact at least did not make Ingrid feel frightened anymore.

"Pull your legs back! Crawl to my left side and hold on tight!!!"

"?"

The lady who was hugging Phoenix's left shoulder didn't have time to understand what Phoenix meant by this sentence. The lieutenant had already loosened his right hand, hooked her legs and lifted them up, forcing her to slide to the left.

If the woman hadn't maintained a habit of fitness on a daily basis and had strong core strength, the fact that she was holding Phoenix with her legs folded and hanging in the air on the left side of the motorcycle would have been enough to cause the car to crash and people to die.

next second...

The motorcycle suddenly turned to the right. The large turn and high speed caused the tires to slip, and the right side of the body instantly fell to the ground.

While Phoenix held the handle with his left hand, he immediately protected his right knee with his right hand, then grabbed the ground. His five claw-shaped fingers turned into five small metal wheels, and he and the wheel, along with a shower of sparks, slid towards the gap below the metal barrier in front of him.

Ingrid, who had already climbed to the left side, was now lying on the lieutenant's body, pressing her hips against the lieutenant's waist, testing the man's maximum waist strength.

The wind blows in my ears.

Time seems to be slowed down infinitely.

The violet eyes of the CEO of Paradise were staring blankly at the man's stone-cut profile and his green pupils that were filled with absolute concentration in excitement...

Ingrid, who had seen many storms but had never experienced the line between life and death, composed a melody called "Heartbeat" with her heart pounding with adrenaline during this stunt-like escape.

It is said that Deputy Commander Anderson is the most masculine and mature man in the Ark.

But compared to this person below...

After all, it lacks some flavor, a deadly scent called "wildness".

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

People and cars running low to the ground slid easily under the metal barrier like loaches, making a teeth-grinding sound of scraping against the ground.

"Damn it, why are there still people using metal gate bars for straight-bar barriers?!"

The power of his right arm was instantly increased to the maximum. The man forced himself to stand up from the ground, cursing while stomping on the motorcycle pedal with his left foot, using inertia to lift the police motorcycle off the ground again.

Ms. Ingrid, who had come to her senses, took the opportunity to turn over and sit on the back of the motorcycle. She returned to her strong woman attitude from her extremely brief girlish feelings, hugged the lieutenant's waist tightly, and said coldly:

"I know this road. Let's..."

"Go directly to the Pure Land Building, not the armory."

Unexpectedly, the lieutenant, who was in a completely excited state, ignored Ingrid's suggestion, turned the throttle and sped straight towards the Pure Land Building.

……

……

Tower of Bliss, Board of Directors Chamber.

“No.”

A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle looked gloomy, and he put his phone back into his pocket. Under his thin eyebrows, his eyes looked like a mouse hiding in a gutter, frightened by the wild cat resting on the roadside, but eager to steal its food.

"The lieutenant rescued the people on a police motorcycle and got rid of our people on the highway."

"Then let's send someone to Maple Leaf Street to intercept them." Another young man who looked to be in his thirties raised his hand and stroked his million-dollar watch. His posture was like a swan that had just grown white feathers. He said confidently:

"Ingrid will definitely go to the armory. That's the only place in the Ark that she has. We can block her directly at the entrance of the terminal."

What he said made sense, and everyone else in the council room thought that what the chairman's grandson said made sense, so everyone nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, the chairman, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, waved his hand in annoyance.

"No matter how safe the armory is, it is not as safe as staying with that lieutenant. Mobilize all the forces we can mobilize back to the headquarters and put the security department of the headquarters into emergency security status.

All available protection plans were used, and additional staff were assigned to the power supply room and the backup power supply room.

We can just wait for them to come to our door. If you are afraid of death, you can leave now."

"But……"

"No buts!"

Hearing that his grandson was about to refute, the chairman of the Pure Land of Bliss slammed the golden nanmu cane in his hand to the ground and glared at the young man.

Even though the corners of the old man's eyes had been collapsed by time, the pupils hidden under his eyelids still maintained their sharp luster, forcing everyone present to not dare to look him in the eye.

I only heard the old man say in his sonorous and powerful voice like string music:

“It’s killing that lieutenant whether he kills a dozen or a few hundred people. If he really dares to massacre everyone in this building today, the government will dare to announce his fake death tomorrow!

Think about why we made such a big fuss, but the central government didn't say a word! Did they really think they were just letting us pass out out of kindness? !

They are giving that lieutenant a pass!!!

Idiots, a bunch of idiots!!!"

Chapter 169 When People Lose Their Luck

Rumble, rumble, rumble——

The roar of the engines was still recklessly roaring on the road, ruthlessly crushing the Ark Traffic Law under its wheels, repeatedly rolling and trampling it.

With Anik helping to steer the ship, the lieutenant naturally had extra attention to exchange information about the Pure Land with Ms. Ingrid in the back seat.

"How many armed forces do you think you have in that building?"

“On normal duty, there are 210 people.

Including the bodyguards brought by those on the board of directors, the number is estimated to be around 270.

But there will be no more than 20 security guards and field agents on duty who are willing to fight to the death. As long as we have the advantage, the number of people who can be turned on the spot should be around 180."

For safety reasons, Ingrid had no time to care about the difference between men and women. She pressed her chest tightly against Phoenix's broad back. Because the wind was too loud, she simply rested her chin on the man's shoulder and said loudly:

"They will most likely be in the conference room on the 26th floor because the security level there is the highest. There are two lifting automatic turrets installed in the floor at the door."

"What the heck is this lifting thing?"

"Elevating-type-! Fully automatic-! Gun! Platform!"

After hearing Ingrid's description, Phoenix's eyes lit up and he also shouted:

"What level is the turret fire control on?"

"It's in the conference room!"

"Does the turret itself have a backup power source?!"

"no!"

laugh--! ! !

With a beautiful and perfect drift, Phoenix turned around and reached the street outside the parking lot of Elysium as Ingrid said.

Afterwards, following the woman's instructions and the scanning of artificial intelligence, the man wandered around the block for a while before he finally found the relatively remote entrance to the underground parking lot, which was only for people going up and down.

"This staircase has been abandoned for a long time, there shouldn't be any security guards..."

Clang——!

Ingrid was halfway through her words when Phoenix stepped forward and punched the bulletproof glass door. Then, the lieutenant stepped into the door with one leg and turned to look at her.

"Do you want to come with me?"

"..."

In fact, Phoenix just asked casually, but he didn't expect that this would cause Ingrid to look at him sideways.

"Mr. Lieutenant, if I don't go with you, your actions will be classified as a terrorist attack afterwards. I don't think you are incapable of thinking of such a method given your intelligence."

"Okay, okay, come on, come on. I'm not stopping you." Someone who was inexplicably confronted pouted and muttered:

"He and Yinhua have the same character. I don't know who learned from whom."

"..."

Faced with the lieutenant's complaints, the relatively smooth Ingrid pretended not to hear anything and followed him into the broken glass door.

She didn't know why she had to argue just now, but when she heard Phoenix say, "Do you want to come over here?", she felt very unhappy.

She is not a useless princess who only knows how to watch the knight charge and then replace him with the next knight when he dies.

Click!

Pulling out a custom-made pistol from her waist, the CEO of Pure Land of Bliss skillfully opened the safety. After confirming that the gun was loaded correctly, the woman actually assumed the standard walking posture and gun-holding movements for indoor combat.

They looked much more professional than the JKs from MMR High School.

However, before Ingrid took two steps, she saw the gigolo in front of her spread out his hands and asked her directly for equipment.

"Give me a gun."

Ingrid: “…”

……

……

The garage is very quiet.

The two security guards who had heard the noise first quietly reported the situation to their superiors, and then ambushed behind a luxury car.

To avoid being exposed, they even carefully hid their feet behind the tires and stood motionless next to the car, regardless of their dirty suits.

however……

When one of the security guards saw a man and a woman walking to a position only a dozen meters away from him through the car window, he thought the time had come and chose to stick his head out, ready to draw his gun...

boom! ! !

With just a single gunshot, a pistol bullet shattered the security guard's explosion-proof mask. The slightly deformed bullet entered through his eye socket and easily blew through the back of his head.

The bursting blood plasma instantly splashed onto the cracked and whitened mask, frightening the nerves of the security guard hiding opposite.

what is this?

Ingrid opened her eyes slightly. She just saw Phoenix's right arm swung to the side at a very uncoordinated angle and speed. During this time, a flash of muzzle flame burst out, killing the security guard behind the car on the spot.

what is this? ?

The remaining security guard almost choked on his own saliva. There was nothing he could do because the scene he saw was even more horrifying and terrifying than what Ingrid saw.

My colleague's head was like the mole in a whack-a-mole machine. The moment he leaned out of the cover, he was shot in the head by the other party.

The speed of his death really proves the saying in shooting games - if you stick your head out, you die.

This is a violent lock???

Absurd thoughts flooded the security guard's mind, and for a second, he thought he might have been scared crazy.

Hehe...hehe...just kidding, how do you open a brute force lock in real life? Is it possible to install a chip in the central nervous system?

Although he thought so, the security personnel could not muster enough courage from the trigger in his hand, nor could they gamble with their actions and lives to refute their own ridiculous guesses.

He was frightened.