The Path Toward Heaven

Being able to accurately hit the target at a distance of tens of kilometers, of course, does not rely on the human eye to aim. To a certain extent, this is already the ability of the practitioners of breaking the sea.And the bullets fired by that gun are even more powerful, some like a combination of flying sword and magic weapon.

The sleeves of the sportswear were shattered, and the remaining cloth kept floating, wetted by water mist, like a middle-aged man walking in the rain without an umbrella.

Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu's mood was even worse, and he walked through the mist.

If someone pays attention to the details, it is enough to find that the subtle mist did not touch him at all.

Walking outside the lawn, he looked again at the cliff a few tens of kilometers away and saw the man in frock.

The man had got up, was crouching on the ground, packing up his toolbox, and thought he would leave soon.

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The running people stopped and looked at the figure in sportswear, his face full of surprise and puzzlement.

The police bell in the square was a masterpiece. The policeman wearing a light suit ran toward here at a high speed. A few white lines could be seen in the distance. That should be the high-speed suspended police car of the police department.

Jing Jiuxiang walked through the underground passageway, and soon disappeared from people's sight and surveillance.

There are tiny winds everywhere in the underground passage, which is the air change brought by the suspended train.

He didn't stand in the transfer room like other people waiting to get in the car, walked into the control room, and came into the dark underground passage.

A bright light illuminates his figure, and then gets closer and closer.

It was a suspended train traveling at 1,400 kilometers per hour.

With a hum, there was a gust of wind again in the passage.

The wind fell on him, he turned into a leaf, just floated up and disappeared into the darkness in front.

The terminal of this suspension train is called Chunyuan. It is a highland closest to the crustal mountains in the city. Some wooden houses are scattered on the ground. More buildings are hidden under the ground. They are all belonging to the government sequence. The sun is extremely high. The wall is blocked, and the light is extremely dim, even in the daytime, it seems to be in the night.

A wind chime hung by the window of a log cabin suddenly rang, but he could not see anything passing by.

Some rocks rolled down the edge of a loose rock somewhere on the cliff.

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When Jing Jiu walked down the underground passage and took the wind of the suspended train to Chunyuan, tens of kilometers away, the man in tooling cloth dismantled the firearms and took the toolbox to the self-elevator dozens of feet away before.

The Galaxy Alliance Government has built countless self-elevating elevators along the crust and cliff walls. Most of them are used to transport workers to perform daily maintenance on the gravitational field generator. Naturally, there is no way to clean them. The smell is not very good, and even smells of alcohol.

The man in tooling cloth stood in the elevator descending at high speed, thinking of the picture he had seen before, his face became pale, and suddenly wanted to drink a large bottle of spirits.

As the most senior expert in the Galaxy Alliance, he has unimaginable calmness and willpower, but he is really about to collapse at this time, and he looks very unprofessional.

The first thing for the assassination is to determine the target's death, so when the blue light on the electromagnetic ring disappeared, he did not leave the stone immediately, but still stared at the square dozens of kilometers away.

First, the soaring dust, and then the mist sprayed on the lawn, blocked his sight.

The next moment he watched the target come out of the mist, intact, and glanced at himself.

Did you miss the shot?

However, there was no explosion on the square, and the lawn in the water mist was still green and welcoming, and there was no big pit that was hundreds of meters deep.

——He saw such a deep hole with his own eyes when he performed his mission on Lanzi seven years ago.

What exactly is going on?There can never be a problem with your gun.

At this time, he saw the right hand of the target.

The target's sportswear sleeves have been damaged, exposing their forearms.

He thought of a possibility.

He felt this was impossible.

How could someone be able to block the high-burning bullets fired by the electromagnetic-enhanced guns with bare hands?

He, a star powerhouse, can fight the gravityless universe on the surface of those primitive and sinister planets, but he imagines such a picture.

Even the legendary big league figures who are in the middle of the night cannot do such a thing!

What a monster that teenager in sportswear is!

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The elevator and the shaft wall made a slight friction sound, and then a click sounded, indicating that the transfer floor was reached.

The man in the tooling cloth looked slightly better, but sweat beads poured out.

He lifted up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He carried the toolbox out of the elevator, walked through the complicated passage, and came to another maintenance Unicom well, and into another elevator.This elevator leads to the Chunyuan underground maintenance point, where there are three dedicated passages to the underground multi-layer world.

From there he was ready to transfer to the seventh floor of the world.

No one knows that he prepared a safe house there three years ago.Because he felt that the mission this time was too weird, the goal was too terrible. For the sake of safety, he did not contact his superior, and he was not even ready to return to the team. He planned to hide in the safe house for a year.

The elevator doors made a slight friction and closed slowly.

A click was heard, and an arm reached in, blocking the elevator door that was closing.

The arm's skin was very fair, smooth and perfect.

It's just that the sleeves of the sportswear rolled over the arms are a bit ragged.

A shock flashed in the eyes of the man in tooling, followed by the calm brought about by despair.

Even if he was a strong player in the Star Realm, he did not have the courage to fight with him at this time.

A monster that can block a super-burning bullet with his hand, a monster that can come to him in a short time from a square 40 kilometers away, that is not an opponent that humans can resist.In this case, why should he do something with each other?

The time and opportunity are precious now, he must kill himself with the fastest speed.

While thinking about these things, the man in tooling cloth exerted a little effort to mobilize a muscle in his back that he could not normally use, but he could fully master after long-term targeted training.

The muscle contracted slightly, a thin film planted under the skin shattered, and a very weak biological current began to flow somewhere.

There was a snapping sound, and a small electric spark came out of his back.

Not knowing what happened, the circuit under the film went wrong.

The electric sparks brought a clear sting, but the man in tooling cloth was unaware, because he was in great shock at this time.

According to the training tutorial, this suicide method will definitely not cause problems, and the result is actually blocked by the other party!

The man in tooling cloth did not hesitate to pull out a small gun similar to a needle tube, and pointed the button at his temple.

A snapping noise.

He is still not dead.

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Jing Jiu retracted his right hand, looked at the milky bullet in his finger, and confirmed that it should be made of some kind of composite material.

He looked at the man in tooling and said, "You will die."

The man in tooling cloth looked at the picture in front of him, his eyes narrowed, but he was speechless. At this time, his body had become stiff and he could not even move his fingers.

Jing Jiu continued: "But wait a moment."

After saying this, he put the milky bullet in the back pocket of his shoulder bag with his backhand, and then his palm fell on the other person's head.

He would not use torture to force confessions, nor did he want to conquer the other party like touching Ada, nor did he want to use the two hearts of Guocheng Temple.

In order to save trouble, he plans to use the Soul Searcher of Xuanyin Sect to directly read this person's consciousness.

Some erratic information fluctuations from the brain of the man in tooling cloth into his palm gradually became more and more clear.

Those information fluctuations were initially emotions, such as fear and shock.

The fear and shock left in the man's consciousness of tooling cloth soon turned into despair, then calm.

Jing Jiu glanced at the person unexpectedly.

Then those information waves are more accurate words and numbers.

He saw two words that might be names of people, and saw more than a dozen numbers without sequence, which might be some kind of contact method.

As he prepared to continue his in-depth search, the information in the man's consciousness of tooling cloth suddenly disappeared.

A loud muffled noise.

The head of the man in tooling cloth exploded directly.

The whole elevator with blood and brain splatters.

The front of Jing Jiu sportswear is also dyed a lot, some are red and some are white.

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He didn't expect that the assassin had the courage to face death, nor did he expect that the other party could die with his own head if he controlled his opponent's mind.

Looking at the smears of the elevator and the brains on his body, he was upset, and then he thought of some information that he saw somewhere on the hidden network.

Some special departments of the Galaxy Alliance military are worried that the members will be captured by the enemy after they are captured by the enemy to use their means to collect intelligence, and they are even more worried about the monsters of the Sea of ​​Dark Things consciously invading.That device can monitor the level of brain waves of members. Once it detects that the brain waves are in a downward state and at the same time monitors the intrusion of consciousness without an identification code, it will start itself.

The so-called start-up is actually detonation.

——Is it originally from the coalition military?

Jing Jiu looked at the headless body leaning against the wall of the elevator, scanned his eyes quickly, lifted the toolbox and left the elevator.

The moment the elevator doors closed, he flicked his fingers and threw a sword into it.

With a loud bang, the entire elevator started to burn, and in a short time, the body of the man in tooling cloth and the blood and brain were burned to ashes.

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There is a very large water area on the outskirts of Shou Er Metropolis.

The water is deep, the whole is blue, and the stars are shining at night. The black is like ink, and it is like a pot of red soup in the early morning and evening.

This area of ​​water is called the Caspian Sea, and it is actually a ground lake that was left when the planet was transformed.

There are many wild reeds growing in extremely remote corners of the Caspian Sea, which are taller than people and can block the outside world from prying eyes.

When the sound of the water sounded, Jing Jiu stood up from the lake water, and the lake water poured down from the smooth skin surface, shining with golden light, just like magma.

He took a bath in the lake very seriously, and the reason why he did not use sword fire was psychological.

Just like when Zhao Layue made the decision to return to Qingshan in the 3,000 courtyards, he took a shower in the lake.

The wild reeds are quiet and there are no bird calls.

Thinking of the fat pigeons on the lawn of the square, he found that the biggest difference between this world and Chaotian Continent seemed to be that there were far fewer types of life.

The sword changed slightly, and all the remaining lake water turned into mist, and went away with the wind, leaving only a dry piece.

He opened his backpack, took out a blue tracksuit and put it on, smelling a faint smell of detergent, and nodded in satisfaction.