Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 99
A traffic light intersection on Wylie Road.

The screeching sound of the crunching wheels and the ground rubbed off.

A black specially modified sedan stopped in a hurry.

Harry Hart, whose feet trembled as he walked, saw a typical British Mediterranean bald man who got out of the car and wore a pair of glasses. Looking at the gentle young man, he immediately shouted loudly: "Weapons, prepare weapons!"

"Harry, what's the matter?" The typical Mediterranean bald young man hurriedly threw a suitcase at Harry Hart.

Harry Hart hung the long-handled black umbrella on his waist, raised his hand to take the suitcase, and pulled it with two clicks. Immediately, a muzzle and a trigger for pulling appeared on the suitcase.

This suitcase is actually a firearm weapon similar to the structure of an automatic rifle and a submachine gun.

Harry Hart raised the strange suitcase-style firearm, turned and glanced left and right towards the street behind him, aiming.

At the intersection on the edge of Wylie Road, there is a constant flow of people, and occasionally there are pedestrians who stop by. He glanced at the well-dressed ghost guy, holding a strange gun like a suitcase, sighing. With a sound, he continued to walk without stopping, and left in a hurry.

"Is he hiding around or where did he go?"

Harry Hart scanned the surrounding streets warily, as if everything was safe and sound.

"Harry, what's the matter with you?"

The Mediterranean-style bald man huddled by the car saw Harry Hart's nervous expression and movements, and after a while, he asked a question curiously.

"leave here."

Harry Hart's face darkened, he walked to the Mediterranean man, and got into the co-pilot's seat, "Let the security bureau and the CIA be vigilant, this time our Kingsman cooperation with him is temporary. Suspend."

Having said that, Harry Hart also glanced at the Mediterranean-style bald young man who was starting the car. "You should find a way to develop some more practical toys, such as being able to quickly recognize faces and targets through glasses."

"Oh, Harry, don't do that."

The Mediterranean bald young man who has already driven the car said, "Things of this level of technology are at least 20 years old. Now, whether it is electronic computers or video screens, they are far from meeting the requirements. If you can get some former Soviet Union this time It’s good to have advanced technology, although the things they make are stupid and rough, not refined enough, but the ideas and technology have always been top-notch.”

And just after the two left, another street, the most famous Nathan Road in Kowloon, Hong Kong Island.

At this time, there are also people coming and going, all kinds of private cars, taxis, buses, trucks, etc., constantly coming and going.

"Mommy, let's go!"

Outside the glass window of a luxury brand clothing store on the side of the road, a little boy around seven or eight years old, holding a small doll in his hand, pulled the hand of the young mother who was watching, and kept shaking it.

"Honey, wait a minute, Mommy will take a look at these new styles."

The appearance is not bad, but the young mother in slightly ordinary clothes, holding the little boy in her hand, but her eyes seem to stick to the glass window.

Next to the young mother, there were several women who might be sisters and best friends. They also looked at the various styles inside, chatted and discussed, occupying a small half of the sidewalk that was not wide.

"Sorry, let it go!"

Suddenly, a low and gentle male voice sounded.

A white young man who looked like a tourist passed by several people, his footsteps were very fast, and he was almost a few steps away after he finished speaking.

The adults didn't notice the white young man who was hurriedly passing by, but the little boy who was bored looked at him curiously.

He saw that the white youth suddenly left the sidewalk after taking more than ten steps, walked to the middle of the roadway, turned over gently, and crossed the fence in the middle.

A white box-type pickup truck passed by just after the white youth jumped over the fence. The next moment, the doll in the little boy's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Rubbing his eyes with his hands, he looked at the place where the pickup truck had left, and the white young man who was still passing by him suddenly disappeared strangely.

"Mummy, Mommy, I saw people suddenly disappear."

The little boy stretched out and gently pulled at the young mother's fingers, shouting loudly.

"Good boy, you play by yourself first." The young mother chatted with a few girlfriends and girlfriends who were shopping, and did not notice what an amazing scene her son witnessed a moment ago.

"Take it, don't drop it."

Yang Chu reached out and picked up the little doll that the little boy had dropped on the ground, stuffed it back into the other's hand, looked at the direction the van was leaving, and followed it in a hurry.

Traffic light intersection.

The white van hit the brakes and stopped briefly.

A figure quietly got out from under the car, and in the noisy and bustling street, one turned around, merged into the crowd of people who had passed the traffic lights, and walked towards the opposite street.

From start to finish, the driver never noticed that someone had hitchhiked in his car for a while.

After crossing the zebra crossing, Byrne quickly glanced up at the signs standing on the side of the road, Bolan Street, Bee Street, and Hamilton Street. His body followed the stream of people walking forward and disappeared quietly.

A large billboard hangs overhead, and the hair salon on both sides of the street is half-closed. Although it is still in the afternoon, there is a pink and ambiguous light shining through the old windowsill on the second floor.

Noisy streets, dense crowds.

When passing a clothes stand, Byrne slipped a coat and a hat, and when passing an optical shop, he picked up a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face.

Streets with such a large flow of people and various complicated roads are almost the best place for him to hide their whereabouts.

only--

Byrne stopped in front of a comic booth and glanced behind him again inadvertently, the vague sense of urgency still haunting him.

"I didn't get rid of him!"

Byrne is extremely accurate with his own intuition.

When he left Wylie Road, he ran 600 meters in one breath.In the past, he felt that with his physical strength and speed, as well as the complexity of the surrounding roads, it was almost impossible for someone to spot him without any vehicles closely monitoring him.

He once passed the search of fifty senior agents in a test mission and successfully completed the test mission. From beginning to end, no senior agent noticed where he was.

But now, this time is different.

He felt that he never got rid of it.

After that, he kept changing his clothes, his position, and his direction...

But the feeling of being stared at like a ghost has not dissipated, but has become stronger and stronger.

"The data shows that the opponent is likely to be a fighter who has undergone transformation, and his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, ignoring pain, but such tracking ability..."

Byrne left Bolan Street quickly, heading towards a street on the other side, and suddenly quickened his pace again and ran.

Since there is no way to escape this feeling of being tracked through various means of concealment, the most direct means he can choose is to run.

And, while running, he checked his clothes again, lining, pockets, collars, some places he might have overlooked.

Although his clothes have been changed several times, he is still meticulous, and it is important to know whether he may be equipped with any tracking device.

The information that Bourne got from the contact person did not show that the target of this mission has this ability. It probably just said that he has excellent fighting and killing methods, and has a keen sense of danger. The whole Hong Kong Island The police were all dressed up by him.

But after the real fight, Byrne's mission goal this time was beyond his imagination.

"The ability is very comprehensive!"

Yang Chu was about five or sixty meters away from Bourne. After watching the other party change his clothes, he left and began to trot, with a slightly thoughtful look on his face.

He had a chance earlier to catch up with the white young man who had suddenly attacked him, but he didn't do it at the time. Instead, he deliberately showed his deeds to let the other party perceive his presence and speed up his escape.

Since then, Yang Chu has been looking for and chasing behind, maintaining a sense of oppression to this white young man as if a hunter was catching prey.

For Byrne, this is a contest and escape between him and Yang Chu, two "transformed" superhumans.

In the close combat, Byrne clearly knew that he would not be Yang Chu's opponent. For him, the most important thing at this time was to run away from Yang Chu's hands.

In Yang Chu's view, the chase between the two was actually just a test.

Yang Chu's curiosity about this white young man's body did not require him to immediately grab him and conduct medical anatomy research. To do this, at least he needs to go to some hospitals or large research laboratories to find a comparison Appropriate operating room or laboratory can be carried out.

This kind of chasing and tracking with a huge sense of oppression, and the field test of life and death, let him gain more and more insights from this white young man.

Unlike most members of the 701 unit, after losing the pain through the transformation, it is only a certain aspect of the physique that has become stronger.

In the process of being chased by him, this white young man showed quite complex and comprehensive abilities.

The physical quality is very good, although the strength is not the most powerful, but the body is strong, resistant to falling and fighting, and the physical strength is extremely abundant.

Running, the way of running is extremely standard, and it saves energy, and even changes clothes several times, even taking into account the clothing and shoes.

Distracted and concentrated attention, can find a gap that is not noticed by people in the surrounding crowded environment, hide oneself, or quietly complete some smaller actions.

With the ability to construct a three-dimensional map of the surrounding environment, he can know where he is almost anytime, anywhere, and can even roughly determine the position and direction of Yang Chu through some subtle inferences and perceptions.

Psychologically strong and extremely calm.

Under the high pressure of Yang Chu, there were almost no mistakes in judgment, and he was very imaginative. He entered the corridor several times, and then turned around and moved forward again. If it wasn't for Yang Chu's super ability to capture information around him, To ignore each other in the past.

"Huh? Are you not going to try to hide your whereabouts and want to escape directly with physical strength?"

In the crowd dozens of meters away, Yang Chu looked at the white young man he was chasing, and suddenly began to run wildly, with a satisfied smile still on his face.

"It's almost the same. Finally, look at the opponent's physical strength."

Yang Chu whispered, passed a beverage shop on the corner, took a bottle of water and a piece of dry bread, walked quickly through the crowd, followed behind the other party, and ran up.

In this period of the dark pursuit, he has obtained a lot of things, and he has already made a rough judgment on the abilities of the white youth in all aspects. Now it is time to learn about the origin of the other party and the specific transformation experiments he has accepted. .

On the lively street, a man suddenly dashed away, his movements agile like the big brother Cheng in the movie.

Between the various stalls, shops, the goods being carried and the pedestrians, a figure galloped from a distance, as light as a leopard. With a single leap, he avoided various obstacles in the way and ran wildly into the distance.

Without waiting for the people on the street to react, they yelled, and another figure arrived.

The speed is faster than the flying figure in front, and the dexterity is even stronger. When encountering obstacles in the road, he can often make more incredible actions, and the angle he chooses to climb over is even more bizarre.

But the movement of the two of them running through the street is very efficient and fast.

Pedestrians who are often disturbed are just dazzled, or their movements are paused, and the backs of the two have reached a distance of tens of meters.

However, after the two ran fast, at some point, a black business sedan appeared on the street.

On the driver's seat of the car, a bald-headed man with a grim face, steering the steering wheel with both hands, glanced at the two who were chasing, then changed directions and positions, and then he would be at a distant intersection in the next moment.

……

At this time, Yang Chu didn't pay attention to the black car that occasionally appeared. Although his ability to capture information was strong, his focus at this time was on the white young man in front.

From Nathan Road to Shanghai Street on Bolan Street, we bypassed most of Tsim Sha Tsui, running through various streets and alleys, and then almost arrived at the Kowloon City Ferry Terminal. In less than an hour, the whole journey almost exceeded [-] kilometers. .

This speed has far exceeded the top marathon runners, not to mention the various complex terrains along the way.

The sound of heavy breathing sounded.

New Wharf Street in the center of Victoria Harbour, the seaside of the wharf.

Jason Byrne stopped and looked back at Yang Chu who was walking in front of him.

With his physical strength, it was gradually difficult to support at this time, but looking at it from the face, Yang Chu's face was neither red nor panting, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

"Can you still run?"

Yang Chu looked at Jason Bourne with his hands on his knees and asked with a faint smile.

He can be said to be quite satisfied with the test results of this "reformed warrior", and now what he wants to know is the secret behind the other party.

Taking blood, testing, and even dissecting the body, these Yang Chu are not very interested.

He just wants to know what the other party's transformation plan is and how it has transformed into the current stage.

Although Jason Bourne's breathing was rapid, his eyes were not slackened. He still focused his attention and raised his head to look at Yang Chu who was walking in front of him.

At this time, his perception of Yang Chu was overturned again.

The person in front of him is no longer a human being, he is simply a monster.

"Ok?"

However, at this moment, both Yang Chu and Jason Bourne suddenly raised their heads and looked towards a commercial building on the side of the street.

"There are snipers!"

Yang Chu's intuition for danger, the capture and extraction of various information, immediately felt the crisis, and suddenly rolled to the side.

puff--

On the cement pavement, a large group of cement blocks were overturned, and sand and gravel splashed everywhere.

Taking advantage of this meal, Jason Bourne immediately turned around and ran towards the sea at the pier on the far street.

(End of this chapter)