Atomic Girl? Please salute the commander!

In the face of this stubborn resistance, the special forces were temporarily unable to arrest them.

"If we can hold on for a few more minutes, the quasi-knight's goal should be accomplished. Even if we're captured afterwards, it won't matter. In fact, the quasi-knight promised us that as long as we're alive, even if we're imprisoned, he'll find a way to get us out."

These desperadoes comforted each other, saying that they never doubted the power of the organization, and that only the consequences of mission failure were frightening.

If he was caught easily and failed the Knight's plan, the consequences would be unimaginable. Fortunately, this time there were multiple special forces teams that came to hunt him down, and there were not many of them, so there was still room for maneuver.

Just as they were rejoicing, there was a sudden noise from the roof of the car, as if something heavy had hit it hard, and a pair of shoe prints were left on the steel plate.

Before they could figure out what was going on, the vehicle was flattened as if it had hit a stone pillar. Even though the airbag popped out immediately, the driver was still knocked unconscious.

Only the D-level person who had been enhanced with superpowers was still able to move. However, before he could figure out what was going on, someone appeared in front of him.

The masked man in black exuded an unparalleled murderous aura under the moonlight.

"You seem very strong, so you won't die from a minor injury."

Before these desperadoes could react, his limbs were chopped off in an instant.

Chapter 85 When you have the power to control everything, you no longer need to be governed by mediocre people

As night fell, the black smoke from the explosion had dissipated, and a deep black curtain made of velvet briefly blocked out the noise from the outside world.

The bright moon in a light blue coat and the stars intertwined together, adding a little tranquility to this uneasy night.

Los Angeles High School, in the principal's office.

Under the dim light, Li Chengyuan and Zhong Yansheng both stood in front of the window, looking down at the quiet campus, with the light shining obliquely from behind.

The two old men, one hunched and the other strong and muscular, were particularly obvious in the contrast of their dark figures. Although there was a three-year age gap between them, the damage caused by the traces of time was very different, and there was an obvious gap between them.

"Yan Sheng never thought that after so many years, there would still be a bomb attack in Daxia. When I heard the noise, I thought I had returned to the war era."

Li Chengyuan held the Chixiao Sword in his arms and stroked his white beard, his eyes always fixed on the campus, unwilling to miss any corner.

"War will always exist, it just manifests itself in different forms. Sometimes killing isn't just about weapons. There are countless ways for the strong to oppress the weak. Economic collapse, prejudice, discrimination, and intellectual suppression are all good ways to kill, and they never stop."

Zhong Yansheng's face was heavy and his voice gradually became hoarse. Although he was looking out the window, his eyes were alert to his old friend beside him.

"It's a pity that we are all old, and now the only thing we have is these old bones." Li Chengyuan couldn't help but sigh.

There are fewer and fewer people with special abilities in their generation. Since they had just awakened their special abilities, they didn't know exactly how to practice and use them. During the trial and error stage, many accidents were inevitable.

Almost all the older generation of psychics had internal injuries. Back then, they were young and strong, so a small problem was not a big deal. With their passion, they kept experimenting with various ways to use their psychics.

However, as they grow older and their physical functions decline, those remaining problems will gradually magnify and eventually become irreversible. Almost few of the older generation of special forces soldiers can live beyond the age of 50.

This is also the reason why the special forces are in a period of transition. The superpowers who have fought hard to gain status and strength are now troubled by their lifespan and have no choice but to hand over their power.

It is precisely because of these painful lessons that they put in a lot of effort to guide these students as soon as their superpowers awaken to avoid repeating the same mistakes.

Fortunately, Li Chengyuan mainly practices swordsmanship, and his supernatural powers do not need to be honed frequently. Since he was a teenager, he has been able to control his [See Through] supernatural power, but he only uses it as an aid to his swordsmanship and does not rely on it completely.

So compared to his contemporaries, he may not be the strongest, but he is the longest-lived. Even so, he, a remnant of the old era, is somewhat powerless.

"Being old doesn't mean we don't belong to this era. As long as we are alive, we still have opportunities. As long as we have rights, we have unlimited possibilities."

"You've seen a lot over the years."

Li Chengyuan felt inferior to him in this respect. Zhong Yansheng looked much younger than him.

Hearing him say this, Zhong Yansheng paused for a moment and snorted coldly:

"Of course I see through it. Wasn't that how that person with connections pushed me into a desperate situation? Military exploits are nothing compared to these people. If they think you're too prominent, they'll do whatever it takes."

"When I lost several boxes of treasures looted from foreign organizations while trying to save someone, I was framed with 31 felony charges. Thinking about it now, it's really ironic."

Hearing Zhong Yansheng say this, Li Chengyuan couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, thanks to the efforts of the special forces, these charges were not established. I heard that guy has been dead for a long time. You should not be so angry anymore."

"Of course I'm not angry."

Zhong Yansheng walked towards the desk, reached out and picked up the rapier on the desk, drew the sword from its sheath and gently flicked the sword. The pleasant sound of metal collision echoed in the room.

"I killed him myself, torturing him alive and flaying him into pieces. That fat pig screamed for a long time."

The old man looked at the blade in his hand and said the most terrifying words in the calmest tone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a hint of gloom revealed on his neat face.

"What? Oh, you really are."

Li Chengyuan held his forehead helplessly, and his already worried face looked even worse.

"What? Are you going to report me?" Zhong Yansheng asked jokingly.

"I'm not that pedantic. It's been so many years. Just kill him. He wasn't a good person anyway."

Li Chengyuan denied this statement.

When that incident happened, there were many people in the special forces who wanted to assassinate the evil guy.

After all, the other party not only provoked Zhong Yansheng, but also provoked many team members in disguise.

However, due to the fact that the special forces had just been established and had an unstable foundation, they could only endure it temporarily. They saw many people talking about it for many years, but later that guy died and the matter was left unresolved.

But at this moment he felt that something was wrong with his old friend. The evil aura emanating from his body was very unfamiliar to him.

"Old Li, Old Li..."

Zhong Yansheng looked very happy and laughed heartily: "I knew you were still the same as before. Since you don't intend to betray me, then I will give you a chance."

"What do you mean by that?" Li Chengyuan was a little puzzled, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the other person became more and more unfamiliar.

Zhong Yansheng temporarily put the rapier back into the scabbard, frowned, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Li Chengyuan very seriously.

"Old friend, join the Holy Land Organization with me. With your abilities, you'll likely secure a seat. With both of us in hand, no one in Daxia will dare to say no to us."

His words were powerful and sincere, shouted from the bottom of his heart.

Under the dim yellow light of the principal's office, the small room fell into a brief silence. The moonlight and the light were silent at this moment, as if a law that tore through space emerged, forming an invisible barrier between them.

"Are you a traitor?"

Realizing that something was wrong, Li Chengyuan's kind face changed to a sharp and cold one. He gripped the hilt of the sword and spoke with a warning but infinite regret.

Hearing this, Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, but soon his face turned crazy.

"What do you mean by betrayal? This is called sublimation. Chengyuan, what are you hesitating about? Isn't the discrimination you've accepted enough?"

With your achievements, you should have been at the heart of the military, donning a cloak and commanding the country, but why have you ended up like this? Don't you understand?"

"I am not the kind of person who cares about external things." Li Chengyuan shook his head decisively, his tone very firm.

"Don't care, what a good one! You can not care."

Hearing this, Zhong Yansheng clenched his fists and was filled with anger.

"You don't care, but can all superpowered people not care? We are supposed to be evolved beings, why should we obey others?"

"Under your leadership, the special forces will only perish."

"The Holy Land Organization has already spread to every corner of Blue Star and possesses immense power. I can tear those who persecuted me to pieces with just a flick of my finger."

"Also, the organization has already established contact with the Holy Land. It's a sacred world dominated by technology and superpowers, a paradise for every superpowered person. As long as the Holy Land arrives, no ordinary person can surpass us!"

"Yet the price is so simple. Only a space-based esper can gain this unparalleled power. Isn't this the most tempting thing?"

"You're approaching 80, and your body is aging. Your wrists are no longer as flexible as they once were. Even with daily exercise, you still feel a little tired and exhausted. Your thoughts are dull, your vision is blurry, and you can no longer display the swordsmanship you're so proud of."

"But with the help of the potion from the Holy Land, a mere 80 years will no longer be enough to constrain humanity. You will be reborn."

"Chengyuan!"

“When you have the power to control everything, you no longer need to be governed by mediocre people.”

"We can do whatever we want!"

"Join us! With your abilities, as long as you break free from the constraints of age, getting a seat won't be a problem at all!"

Zhong Yansheng became more and more excited as he spoke, his whole body filled with madness and excitement. He stretched out his hand to invite again and again, and kept stating the conditions that made people excited.

His invitation came from the heart.

There are also clear assessment standards within the organization. Except for the first six seats in the sequence, which will not be changed, the remaining six seats can be obtained through strength and merit.

Zhong Yansheng needs an ally, someone who can stand with him and consolidate their positions.

With Li Chengyuan's help, the two of them will go further on the road ahead and their status will be more secure.

His voice was like the whisper of a devil, echoing endlessly in the small principal's office, extremely penetrating and infectious.

However, what greeted him was Li Chengyuan's cold sword. The Chixiao Sword was unsheathed, and the momentum suddenly increased. The old man raised the sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the person in front of him.

"It seems like you're responsible for all of this tonight. I don't understand what the Holy Land Organization is."

"But I promised my deceased comrades that I would bring those with special abilities to light through fair and honest means."

"Placing your hopes on a foreign force that loves terror and riots, I, Yan Sheng, really don't know how you made the choice."

"The special forces have already had enough grassroots strength. We just lack someone who can truly stand on our side and ignore the existence of hot weapons like the Great Xia Valkyrie. As long as we can cultivate such a person.

“All of these problems will be solved, and we are doing it now.”

No matter how tempting Zhong Yansheng's conditions were, Li Chengyuan had heard similar words too many times.

They say that the place of superpowers is a holy place in the world. What a joke! How can such a place exist? It's just like people hoping to go to heaven after death.

"It seems you must fight."

Zhong Yansheng withdrew his hand, his face turned cold, and he drew out the rapier again.

"You can't beat this old man."

Li Chengyuan said confidently, and gently swung the Chixiao sword, and a sword wind immediately slashed out. Zhong Yansheng did not dodge, and the sword wind was about to touch him.

He suddenly changed direction, slid across the cheek, and cut a sword mark on the wall behind him.

But Li Chengyuan was not surprised that his attack failed, as he knew the opponent's background very well.

Zhong Yansheng's special ability is called [Avoid Arrows]. It can dodge any single attack such as bullets and swords. It is the nemesis of sword users like him.

However, with the blessing of [See Through] and his swordsmanship, he could not be hurt by Zhong Yansheng. Even if he could not kill him, as long as he could delay time, when the special forces came back, he would not be able to cope with the attack of many psychics even with the protection of [Avoidance] alone.

Hearing this, Zhong Yansheng nodded and said, "You are indeed very strong. I have always known this. But, Lao Li, you didn't think I was just inviting you just now, did you?"

As an old friend, Zhong Yansheng knew very well that with the help of his ability to see through things, he could prevent any sneak attack.

It's useless to Li Chengyuan. If he wants to achieve his goal, he must defeat him head-on, otherwise he can't take away the person he wants.

During this time, he was waiting for someone. Although Cheng Sanli was guarding the door, the school was so big that there was still a good chance for a strong person to sneak in.

The voice just fell.

Li Chengyuan immediately noticed something was wrong.

The door of the principal's office was suddenly opened, and behind him appeared a girl with short brown hair and strange clothes. She was wearing strange armor and had a grappling hook-like device on her waist with two steel knives stuck on it.

"This one needs to be killed, right?"

The girl said coldly with no emotion in her voice.

Chapter 86: Sequence Soldiers are not good, what about Sequence 2?

Lolisi, who was assigned to guard the campus, found that something was wrong.

The girl stood on the rooftop of the building where Special Class 1 was located. Her long silver-white hair was blown by the wind and spread out behind her. Under the reflection of the moonlight, it was covered with a layer of faint blue light.

She placed her white fingers on her temples, activated the smart chip, and scanned the entire campus.

There was an abnormal reaction from the direction of the principal's office. An alarm sounded in her mind. The radiation concentration over there was extremely high, and the smell of motor oil unique to the wasteland was particularly strong.

After systematic analysis and detection, it seems that three people are fighting inside, but this is all shown on the thermal imager, and the specific situation cannot be fully seen from this angle.

But it was clear that it was a threat.

Luo Lixi's eyes were full of murderous intent. This time, the task assigned to him by the superior was to eliminate dangerous targets on campus and protect classmates headed by Mu Xiaowei.

Having received the order, she naturally couldn't stand idly by.

So Lolisi turned on the stealth and slowly approached. She wanted to get closer and observe the situation.

In the principal's office at this time.

Fighting one against two, Li Chengyuan had been hit by several swords. Under the attack of the two, he tried his best to resist. However, the opponent he faced this time was extremely strange.

Wearing an exoskeleton, the machine moves extremely fast and strikes fiercely. It is particularly good at seizing opportunities and has a good grasp of flanking attacks. It does not leave any gaps for attack and each move goes straight to the vital points.