clown game

Chapter 339
"Okay! Let's deal with it quickly. Although automatic weapons are temporarily restricted, the weapons in their hands are still very dangerous." Lei Enna was also shot a few times, but she obviously didn't care too much, and shouted through gritted teeth.

The nurse had already run to the alcoholic's side and touched his chest with her hands. The shocking wound healed quickly visible to the naked eye, and the growing muscles also squeezed out all the shrapnel inside.

Lin Fan also walked over with a limp, and the nurse followed suit, and within two seconds, most of Lin Fan's injuries had improved.

As for the nurse herself, except for a few bullet holes in her clothes, she was exactly like the good guy.

Oh, by the way, there is also Chen Xiao. After seeing Lin Fan rushing out, this guy already realized what was going to happen, and quickly ran behind Bai Xiong. In order to protect Lei Enna and the locksmith, Bai Xiong withstood a lot of firepower But the injury is not that serious and has a healing posture.

"People are already surrounded." Lin Fan moved his body, and immediately shouted: "Turn left ahead, bypass the elevator, damn, is it so fast with just one signal source?"

"Stop complaining, if it wasn't for the ineffective defensive weapons, we would have become sieves by now." The postman appeared next to Lin Fan in an instant and muttered.

"Come on, these are not the most important." Chen Xiao walked out from behind Bai Xiong, interrupting everyone's conversation: "I don't know how much time you have to block the signal, anyway, if there are field agents stationed in this area As for the team members, we will not only face these third-rate guards."

At the same time, it was in the staff lounge about 300 meters below where Chen Xiao and his party were.Sitting was a man wearing a black suit that can be seen everywhere in the foundation. He was only in his 20s, and his facial features were not ugly, but he didn't have the vitality that his age should have. Instead, he exuded an extremely strong "Bad Qi" makes people think of the word "unlucky" at a glance.And the one sitting opposite him looked like a guard, but he wasn't wearing a helmet now.

"Here we come! Big!" The man in the suit shouted loudly, and opened the bowl on the table with anticipation. The three dice inside were still shaking slightly.
"Hahaha——! Bring it here!" The guard looked at the three 1s on the table, grinning like Chen Xiao.

"Damn, why are you so unlucky!" The man in the suit had a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, and helplessly took out two meal tickets from his pocket and handed them over: "No, there are only two left, I owe you first." .”

"Ah, it's easy to say." The guard smiled, and stroked the dozen or so meal tickets in front of him: "Since they are all gone, let's stop here today." Then, he got up and grabbed the helmet beside him: "Hey? Shall I leave one for you?"

The man in the suit waved his hand: "No, I can win it back next week."

"Okay, since you've said that, see you next week." The guard said, put his helmet on his head, and left the lounge contentedly.

Although until now, he doesn't know what this kid's name is, and of course, he doesn't know what he does. Anyway, judging by his clothes, he should be from the field team, right? He doesn't even have a bulletproof suit, so he's probably a D-rank. It doesn't matter, anyway, this kid will hand over all the meal tickets on time and on time every week. In fact, it is reasonable to say that this guy should be regarded as his own officer, but he has no airs of an officer. Except for the two flash points that he must lose every bet, this guy is more like an ordinary kid next door.In the past two months when I met him, every Monday he would force himself to gamble with him a few times. This kind of behavior is not explicitly prohibited in the Foundation. No, so, he could only reluctantly put his weekly meal ticket in his pocket.

Oh, by the way, someone here wants to ask, the Foundation still needs meal tickets?The answer is. No need except for the Pacific Division, but think about it, what kind of place is this place, in the deep sea, whether it is personnel access or transportation, it is extremely cumbersome. Many people stay here for several months or even half a year. Therefore, meal tickets, which are generally eliminated by the army, are still in use here.

Seeing that the guard had disappeared from sight, the boy in the black suit lowered his head with a sad face, sighed a long time, and took out his last meal ticket from his pocket.

This is really the last one. Although in his own capacity, he can get a lot of this kind of meal tickets casually, but he is really too embarrassed to open his mouth. In case anyone hears that his meal tickets are all lost No, that's embarrassing.

Helpless, Ziliang can only put the blame on luck again, and at the same time tell himself that he will definitely win back next time!
Hmm. Yes, this bad guy in his 20s has a surname of "Zi" and a first name of "Liang".This surname is indeed a bit strange, but it's not too rare. Maybe there is a kid with such a surname in a certain world. Maybe he's a very good person.

What about Ziliang. In fact, besides losing every bet, he is also a very powerful person, which can be seen from his membership in the Omega team.And because of various incidents caused by the disappearance of "Doss" in the last Black Mirror mission, he was sent to the Pacific Division.In a flash, more than a month has passed.

During this period of time, Ziliang had nothing to do every day, other than eating and sleeping, he could only gamble on meal tickets.
Maybe something felt that it was too boring for him to stay like this, so that bad luck found him again.

"嗞—嗞——" There was an intermittent signal coming from the earphone.

"All field teams arrive at Area 2246 - Invasion. Crisis repeats, all field teams."

In the earphones, the sound was intermittent and could not be heard at all. Then, there was a harsh electronic sound, and the signal was mid-range.

"What are you doing?" Ziliang murmured, already angry, but there seemed to be some notice coming out of this meeting, which sounded quite anxious. "Invasion?? What do you mean? This place can also be invaded? Just kidding me." He thought with some self-mockery, but... from the signal in the earphone, it seems that the internal communication system of the Foundation has really been disturbed. Same: "Area 2246. Well, is there really a situation?" He hesitated, then stood up.

"Ah, I have nothing to do anyway. Go and have a look." He said, and slowly walked out of the lounge.

(Create something quietly. Hehehe.)

(End of this chapter)