Old Six Sneaks Out to Rejoin the Team? A Brute Counters Psychic Attacks!
Upon seeing Ma Jun, Tony snorted coldly.
"That's fine, I'll take him back."
The portal lit up.
Tony walked into the aperture with the Duan Shuiliu, not even bothering to say hello.
Yang Liqing followed them into the portal. "I need to go back and keep an eye on them, to prevent another fight."
"The rest is up to you."
Sing Sing waved to her and led the group up the spiral staircase to the second floor.
Yang Jianhua followed Yan Shuangying up the steps, glancing down at the bottom.
"There are at least a hundred or so unfinished products lying on this first floor; just cleaning up the site is enough to keep us busy."
"That's not our responsibility. Old Zhang from logistics spends his days drinking tea and reading newspapers at the bureau. Giving him some exercise now and then is just the organization showing him some care."
The main incubation device on the top floor emitted a faint glow, casting long, thin shadows of the seven people.
Li Ding'an, with one hand on the broken sword at his waist, walked at the back of the group.
"Ah Qi, that foreign woman made those threats and then left. Logically, they should have at least left two machine guns, right?"
"Machine guns are too low-end. These are highly educated intellectuals working on genetic engineering; they're all about the art of fighting."
As soon as Sing Sing finished speaking, Shi Xiaoyan, who was walking behind him on his right, sensed that something was wrong.
"Can you hear the low-frequency noise in the air?"
Ma Jun tilted his head and listened intently. Apart from the sound of liquid dripping from the first floor, there wasn't even the slightest sound of wind around him.
"What noise is there? I can hear a mouse grinding its teeth 30 meters away. This corridor is as quiet as a graveyard."
"It's that kind of mental interference that seeps into the brain..."
Shi Xiaoyan held the oil-paper umbrella in her hand. "This noise amplifies people's irritability; staying here for too long will cause them to lose their balance."
Yan Shuangying didn't stop; he pointed around with his right hand.
"Look at the wall; there's a hidden compartment every three meters, with something embedded inside."
Sing Sing looked in the direction Yan Shuangying pointed and saw that every three meters along the wall was a palm-sized round metal disc.
In the very center of the display is an indicator light the size of a grain of rice, which flashes a dark red light on and off.
"It's well hidden. I thought it was an emergency fire sprinkler."
"This is Mind Stone noise transmitter, a passive mental interference device. The local power supply will automatically activate whenever someone steps into the sensing area."
Yan Shuangying raised his hand and fired two shots.
Bang! Bang!
The iron plate shattered into pieces on the spot.
Yan Shuangying flicked his wrist upwards and pulled the trigger for the third time at a light fixture above the corner of the stairs.
With a crash, the lampshade, along with the third metal disc hidden inside, shattered into pieces and fell down through the gaps in the iron grille.
Sing Sing raised his little finger and stuck it into his ear canal, digging hard into it.
"Firing that large-caliber pistol in such a narrow space, the noise was more torturous than any psychological manipulation; you almost shattered my eardrums."
Yan Shuangying lowered the muzzle of his gun.
"If you find it noisy, you can plug your ears, or go up there and chop it with a knife yourself."
"Chopping with a knife is physical work; I'm the director, my main responsibility is to use my brain and give orders."
Sing Sing Chow chuckled and turned to look at Xu Xi, who was walking in the middle of the group towards the back.
"Xu Xi, you have sharp eyes, take a look and see how many of these broken plates are left up there?"
Xu Xi glanced ahead.
"It's not just these three; the power supply wiring inside the wall cavity converges upwards, and the higher it goes, the higher the density of these jammers."
"If we open fire and wipe them out, the few bullets Old Yan brought might not be enough."
Yang Jianhua's expression was serious. "Firing a gun would be too loud, it's like giving the Miss Sinister Omen on the top floor a heads-up. What if she's waiting for us with heavy weapons at the stairwell?"
"What's the panic? Watch me."
Sing Sing tucked the cigarette behind his ear, took a step forward, and stood in front of the crowd.
He formed a mudra with his hands, and a slight warmth rose between his eyebrows.
The stairwell in my view has changed.
Layers of purplish-black ripples are cascading down from the platform above.
It's like throwing a stone into a stinking ditch; concentric rings of dirty water are seeping down the steps.
The closer you get to the platform, the denser the purplish-black ripples become.
However, at the angle where the ripples collide, several blank gaps are left.
"Take quiet steps, form a single file and follow me closely."
Sing Sing stretched out his right hand and gestured in mid-air, pointing to a metal plate on the left side near the railing.
"I can see the direction in which those mental noise waves are spreading; it works the same way a flashlight illuminates the way."
"As long as it's a wave emitted by a machine, there will definitely be a blind spot where the signal clashes between the two machines."
Li Ding'an was taken aback. "Ah Qi, when did you go to Da Vinci's place to replace your electronic eyes?"
"Why replace electronic eyes? This is the Heavenly Eye passed down from our ancestors!"
"Anything science can't explain falls under folklore. You step wherever they tell you to step, and if you step off to the wrong spot and get a headache, don't come to me for painkillers."
Sing Sing muttered to himself, taking a half-step diagonally with his left foot, stepping into the gap where the two ripples met.
He ducked and slid up the three steps along the inside of the railing.
Yan Shuangying followed behind him, stepping precisely where Sing Sing had just landed, his gun always half-raised.
There are two blind spots at the left corner; there's no way to get around them.
Sing Sing stopped, tilting his chin slightly to the upper left.
Without saying a word, Yan Shuangying raised his hand and fired two bursts, turning the two metal discs that were blocking the way into scrap metal, thus opening up the entire blind spot passage.
And so, Sing Sing led the way, and when they encountered a dead end that they couldn't avoid, Yan Shuangying would shoot them out.
The seven people walked in an S-shaped path on the narrow spiral staircase, passing through the cordoned-off area one after another.
Yan Shuangying smashed seven more jammers as he went up.
With a press of his right thumb, he released the magazine catch, and the empty magazine slid into his palm. He then reached into the inside pocket of his trench coat and pulled out a new magazine, inserting it into the magazine.
With a crisp click, Sing Sing's right foot finally stepped onto the metal floor of the second platform.
Before everyone could even catch their breath, the encrypted tactical headsets in everyone's ears simultaneously crackled to life.
"Hey! Sing Sing, can you hear me?"
"Old Six? Weren't you still at the Beijing Emergency Center? Who gave you leave to come here?"
"Dr. Christopher Ke said that as long as the wound stops bleeding, the patient is out of danger and can start walking around!"
"I figured I was just lying in the hospital bed doing nothing, so I decided to sign a discharge waiver myself."
"I begged and pleaded with that girl, the Magik, to open a side door for me. I got out of the hospital on my own merits, it's none of your business!"
As soon as they finished speaking, a ring of sparks lit up the stairs below them.
A familiar figure emerged.
Under the watchful eyes of the seven people, he ran dizzily from downstairs all the way upstairs.
That guy is just a brute.
The mental interference device at most made him stagger a few steps, then Chan Ka-kui shook his head, unconsciously went down one step and then went up again.
The previous three steps, the next step.
Amidst the speechless glances of the others, Chan Ka-kui happily rejoined the group.