"What, the transport vehicle was robbed?"

"Isn't Nikita escorting?"

Mr. Gou got the news and rushed to the scene of the incident.

Mo Qiong was about to chase the assassin who had turned into a cement pillar, but he was shocked to get the news.

The enemy actually killed a shot!

"Nikita can't contact you! There is no response... His contact signal is missing!" Oliga said with a blank expression.

Everyone was surprised. Did you make a mistake? How long has it been since Nikita been missing? It was not even a little news?

No response and missing contact are different things. Losing contact means that there is no signal.

There are many possibilities for the liaison to be lost. Generally speaking, the liaison is damaged during the battle or blocked by special means.

The liaison is implanted beside the nerve behind the ear. Often, the members' heads are blown off, and the liaison hidden in it is destroyed.

It is impossible for Nikita's head to be blown up, but that is limited to the skull. The liaison device implanted under the skin behind the ear will not be protected by the skull.

In addition, the liaison device can be injured by the enemy... For a Gama member, it is almost possible to guess that he is about to die.

"He won't be..." Mo Qiong murmured.

Mr. Gou shook his head and said solemnly: "What can't be done? Dead? Nikita is not so easy to die. He and I have defeated even God."

"If he dies... I will let the enemy know about the anger of Gama member!"

More than ten minutes later, they arrived at the scene.

The transport truck was abandoned on the roadside, and local citizens were already watching and calling the police.

Mo Qiong and Gou walked up and inspected the car parked by the road. It was obvious that the stag statue in the car was gone and the lock was brutally cracked.

"No corpse was found...but there was blood."

Mo Qiong pointed at a large pool of blood in the driver's seat.

Mr. Gou was observing the broken door. He found that the door was broken from the inside. It should have been done by Nikita, with a little blood on it.

But there were no more battle marks at the scene, only a strange scratch.

On the ground, there are traces left by heavy stones or iron blocks moving and friction, which are very similar to those of the stag statue when they are hiding and seeking.

"Is it an assassin?" Mo Qiong searched nearby. Judging from the traces, the stone moved all the way, heading in a certain direction.

"Nikita should be fine. The assassin turned into a stone statue and ran away. He went to chase him..." Mo Qiong guessed.

The two asked Oliga to leave behind the scenes and quickly passed through the crowd to chase the traces.

I chased the city all the way to the outskirts of the city, and the scratches on the sand became even more obvious in the yellow sand desert.

The two of them advanced at full speed, and Mo Qiong was faster, and soon he threw Master Gou away and took the lead.

"Master Gou! I'll take a step first!" Mo Qiong became a small spot and threw Master Gou's face into a sandy face.

Master Gou cut it, took a deep breath, and sucked the needle behind his ear.

Mo Qiong shook away Master Gou, and after he reached the extreme speed, his feet stopped touching the ground!

Stepping directly in the air, the body was almost parallel to the ground, and rushing forward like a cannonball.

The shaking air raised a piece of yellow sand behind the butt.

"See!" Mo Qiong opened his eagle eyes and saw a stone tablet that was also moving forward at an extremely fast pace in the distance.

The stone tablet broke through the yellow sand, as if it was a sand boat sailing on the sea of ​​sand.

Although this speed is not as fast as Moqian, it is not slow either, and it is definitely far beyond ordinary people.

The stone tablet stood straight and slid on the sea of ​​sand. Its strange and irregular movement was completely trampling on Newton's great contribution.

"Blue Pig Tower!" said a vague milk sound.

"???" Mo Qiong was confused when he heard the sound in the communicator.

What the hell? Who turned on the voice changer in the channel?

Mo Qiong's heart moved, and he took the time to look back and saw sand and soil flying behind him, and a small dot that could not be seen was whistling at an incredible speed.

"Gou... Master Gou?" Mo Qiong asked.

"Anthracene..." The voice reluctantly squeezed out a word, as if it was a sound that ran out of the nasal cavity inadvertently, as ethereal as living in heaven.

Mo Qiong suddenly said, "Yes!"

"Anthracene?"

“Emmmm…”

The two of them hummed a few words on the channel and were approaching the stone tablet that was escaping quickly.

I only saw clearly when I got closer. It was actually a tombstone with words on it.

Mo Qiong looked at the words on the tombstone and read it out: "Assassin's shame Zigrey. What does this mean?"

"..." Mr. Gou didn't say anything.

"Which is performing the mission! Be serious! Talk!" Mo Qiong Nuyin taught a lesson.

Then I heard Mr. Gou's vague voice say, "Seven diners who are like the blessings of the nest..."

Mo Qiong said laughing and crying: "Can you speak clearly?"

"￥%&#%...*!" Mr. Gou was so angry that he looked like a cannon, and he moaned for a while, and his voice was glutinous and mushy, but Mo Qiong couldn't hear a word clearly.

"Okay, okay... be calm, your urgent need, my translation of konjac has failed..." Mo Qiong said hurriedly.

Translation of konjac is not able to translate words that are deliberately said, and Mr. Gou's vague pronunciation is like saying things that are random. Mo Qiong can at most hear a few words that curse.

Mr. Gou took a deep breath, and after a few whirlwinds came, he calmed down and said, "Aoli, kill the tower!"

"Take him to death?" Oliga was also stunned on the channel.

"Touch the ball to death!" Master Gou said angrily.

"Tell me, tell me, Oliga, please tell me." Mo Qiong sighed.

Oliga explained it clearly to Mo Qiong in a few words.

Zigrey is the assassin captured by the Blue and White Society. It was he who leaked the technology such as Hawkeye, which made the little brothers forced to change some of their once proud principles.

This assassin has never eaten food other than vegetarian food or water, and has never tasted the joy of men and women. He has received assassin training since childhood and cannot even use computers. After being captured, he used both soft and hard work in the Blue and White Society and was cold and hard, and he no longer looked like an assassin. He lives in Xuzhou now, although he is still a restricted person for the time being, but because he has made a lot of contributions, he is actually half of his own.

He feeds the eagle all day, climbs over the wall, and then plays video games in the bedroom..."

There is no doubt that as the only assassin who was not heroic but instead helped the Blue and White Society, in the eyes of the Little Brotherhood, it was the assassin's shame.

Mo Qiong frowned and said, "This guy has turned into a tombstone and still shows words on it. He is for us to show it... He wants to tell us that sooner or later he will dig a grave for Zigley and avenge his shame for the little brothers?"

"Is it worthy of pride that only knows how to run?"

“Huh?”

Suddenly, as Mo Qiong approached quickly, he saw a figure further ahead of the tombstone.

Mo Qiong could only see a small black dot, and with its speed, he must be no ordinary passerby.

"That's Nikita? This assassin master is not running away, but is chasing Nikita?" Mo Qiong said.

Nikita's communicator is out of touch and cannot be verified, but at least from the perspective of the situation, it is certain that someone is being chased by a tombstone.

"Hurry up, Mr. Gou! Let's go and help!" Mo Qiong said.

I saw a roar beside me, and a little bit passed by him, sprinting forward at a speed even more terrifying than him.

Mo Qiong glanced at a shocking glance and saw a familiar little sister. It was the day when he was buried on the bottom of the sea where the flames and steel were howling winds, and the girl who caught him away appeared.

At most, he looks like three years old...

Less than one meter high, with small hands and feet, the longest part on the body may be hair...

The extremely childish face looked like it was full of evil spirits.

When passing by Mo Qiong, his eyes crossed Mo Qiong with fierce eyes, and even took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

What a social society this is...a little kindergarten girl.

Then...the cigarette was blown away by the high-speed wind.

Mo Qiong looked at Mr. Gou who was whizzing by, and sighed at the fast speed.

Is this kind of Mr. Gou 20 kilograms? I'm afraid it's only fifteen kilograms?

Half lighter than yourself, plus three times your own strength, this is the real battle of Tyrannosaurus!

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Chapter completed!