The Ultimate Blue Seal

The man carried a gun on his shoulders and a pair of huge sunglasses on his face. He watched from a distance for less than three minutes, and the Zero Zero team cleared the scene unconsciously.

Most of the man's face is under the sunglasses, and he can't tell how old he is. His face is sharp and not too hard. He has a pair of slender and beautiful hands like a pianist. He leaned on the corner and lit a cigarette, as if waking up on a bright sunny afternoon, leaning on the bedside of the bed doing nothing at all, leisurely as if he hadn't killed the person just now.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his arms rang, the vibrating tone was not turned off, first it shook, and then the bell rang. He dressed like a man in black in the Matrix, but the ringtone used was actually "Love The Divine Comedy of "Trading", somehow, the whole person has a little more insignificant temperament as a copycat out of thin air.

This peculiar sniper spit out smoke rings slowly, admiring his unique mobile phone ringtone for a while, and seemed to hum a few words along with it. After a long time, he picked it up and let out a lazy "um".

There was silence for a while, and there was a somewhat low male voice: "'11235', can you change the ringtone, don't let me listen to the mouse loves rice for so long?"

"If you don't like to listen, you can skip the call. We both save on phone bills." The sniper number 11235 pinched the burning cigarette butt, twisted it on the wall, took out a large bag, and installed the sniper rifle. Then he threw the bag on his shoulder like he was carrying an acoustic guitar, took off his sunglasses and pinned it on his chest, and then unbuttoned the tightly fastened coat, revealing the inner lining with very non-mainstream patches. On the side, there are half-old colored shirts. Then, he bent down and rolled up his trouser legs. The two trouser legs hung on his feet, one long and one short, revealing a pair of socks that were obviously not a pair of socks and pirated sneakers with "NIKE" written as "NICE". From a "man in black" to a young man selling pirated CDs at the subway exit.

He took another cigarette from the cigarette case, took out a lighter sold in a supermarket for one dollar with one hand, lit it, and strolled around and said, "Don't worry, I didn't kill you. That'baby'."

The man on the other end paused slightly: "Why, did you see him?"

11235 sneered: "As if you don't know, you don't know what else to call me? Are we okay to communicate and chat? Don't worry, the weather forecast says it's sunny today..."

A muffled thunder sounded from the sky, and 11235 said: "...the sun."

"What do you think of him?"

11235 said vaguely: "What else, like that group of stamped idiots in your laboratory."

"No, you don't understand," said the man on the other end of the phone. "He is not like Lan Yin. He is perfect. He has a complete metabolic system. He is a masterpiece that can separate exogenous and endogenous emotions. The existence of this person is very It may represent a whole new possibility of human evolution..."

11235 listened expressionlessly to the other party who was nagging about the binuclear gray print for a long time as if they were engaged in MLM, and the reaction was coldly answered: "What about that, I won't buy it."

The man on the other end of the phone: "..."

There was a small smile on 11235’s face: “I’ll tell you, you tell the old man, that I’m done with this task, and I’m not alive. If I don’t deserve to die, I’ll jump around. If I’m fine, I’m going. Do a part-time job, don't stand in the way of Laozi's fortune."

After speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, turned it off, swaggered into the subway entrance, opened the big bag with the sniper rifle hidden from the other side, really took out a guitar from it, cleared his throat, and squeezed it on. A subway train towards the train station showed a silly and mean smile: "Today, I will bring you an old song. I hope everyone likes it. If you have the change, you will give it material support. Applause, thank you, thank you for joining us."

His voice is actually very moving. He sang an old song from a certain age, and walked down in the car, and he really had some income. His serial number is 11235, which is the fastest and most perfect gun in the world, and he doesn’t have that ridiculous poke on his body. Of course, at this time, he still doesn’t know that he thinks it’s just two laps more than others. A man who can jump up and down with a gun will become his enemy in the future.

There is always some fate in the world, and the word "evil" should be added in front.

According to the address that Su Qing and the others brought back, the zero return team organized an armed force as quickly as possible. However, after the past, they found that the opponent had gone to the building and opened the door. There were only corpses on the ground and intermittently unable to see the origin of the dragon. It can be seen that they have just been transferred.

The moment they rushed in, the rings on all the corpses' wrists split at the same time and turned gray, but it was a pity that Su Qing was not able to follow the team this time, and none of them could hear the mystery in this ring.

Where is Su Qing? The wound on his hand has been bandaged, and the bruise on his chin has been slightly treated, and he is writing an inspection in his room at the Zero Team headquarters. Tu Tutu, who came back from get out of class from Professor Cheng, walked in with his head probed, observed his guardian's alternative appearance, and leaned in a little flatteringly and said, "Uncle Su, are you busy?"

Su Qing was typing quickly, as if he didn't even think about the words, they were all from the bottom of his heart, and he responded without raising his head.

"You have to write something."

Tu Tutu ran over and glanced at Su Qing's shoulder. He saw a line popping up quickly on Su Qing's laptop screen. "This is an act of disrupting organizational discipline, although it did not cause serious consequences. But the plot is still very serious, what is the discipline?"

What follows is a circular definition of hundreds of words and a series of nonsense statements, and then begins to quote the classics: "Chairman A said... Leader B said... Senior C said... Master D said..."

Tu Tutu's eyes widened, and he admired Su Qing more in his heart, thinking that my uncle is really full of Jinglun, so many celebrities do not need to write drafts when they recite so many famous quotes. I couldn't help but ask in an awe-inspiring voice: "Uncle, where did you recite this? That's it, isn't it like writing essays?"

Su Qing flicked his fingers for a moment, and then said without changing his face: "Oh, I can't find it in the book, it's all they dictated."

Tu Tutu admired him even more. He thought he could find even dictated things. He was not a cow, but a god!

That night, more than a dozen corpses were dragged back. The technical department and the medical department were busy confirming the identity of the corpses and studying the captured materials. The field staff had tossed for a day and separated. Hu Bugui sneaked up to Su Qing's door, stood for a long while without knocking, and walked around in a small area.

Suddenly, the door opened from the inside, and Su Qing heard him circling like a donkey at the door, so he poked his head out: "Team Hu, sorry, it's a thousand or two thousand words short of the inspection. It will be fine immediately."

The 30,000-character examination was completed within a short period of time, and this person also injured a hand. Hu Bugui found that he had underestimated Su Qing's level of nonsense. His gaze slowly lowered and fell on the bruise on the opponent's chin. Su Qing's complexion was pale, so the bruise became more obvious. Hu Bu His eyes sank, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin: "Does it hurt?"

The pain is still a bit painful, but that is not the point. Just when Hu Bugui’s rough fingers rubbed Su Qing’s skin lightly, one did not pay attention, and his fingertips rubbed the corners of Su Qing’s mouth. The skin on the corners of the mouth was very thin, as if a small cluster of sparks exploded. As if coming out, the two of them paused at the same time, and both felt that this movement was a little...

At this time, Tu Tutu just took a shower, wearing ducklings pajamas, and ran out barefoot, yelling, "Uncle Su, you should tell me..."

Then he noticed the movements of the big man named Hu, and paused, looked up, blinked to look at this and that, turning around very calmly, carrying his storybook from where I went back and forth, and said: "Oh haha, you are busy, forget it, I'll go and close the door of my room."

Hu Buguilue retracted his hand in some embarrassment, and curled his fingertips into the palm of his hand unconsciously.

Su Qing coughed dryly: "I don't have a good education, just laugh."

Hu Bugui lowered his head, and after a while, he muttered, "I'm a little anxious about the day's affairs today..."

Su Qing immediately realized what his current boss was doing, and quickly said: "No, no, no, my fault, Team Hu, I know that this person is sometimes awkward, you are welcome...no, I Means you should never get upset."

"I shouldn't do it anyway."

"It's okay, my skin is thick and thick."

"..." Hu Bugui paused, "I'm sorry."

Su Qing looked at him flatteredly with a particularly exaggerated expression.

Hu Bugui smiled bitterly: "Don't be so reckless in the future. We are a team. If there is anything, we will discuss and take care of it. It is not our style to fight alone."

Su Qing immediately pledged: "Yes, I will definitely not embarrass the organization next time."

Hu Bugui looked at him with a sincere expression, and felt he had nothing to say, so he nodded: "You rest early. If you need to go out tomorrow weekend, I will send you a car."

Su Qing said: "No problem, I promise to complete the inspection before tomorrow."

Hu Bugui seemed to smile slightly: "It doesn't matter if you check, just remember your guarantee."

Su Qing swears to the sky: "Please trust the party and people."

Hu Bugui said, "Well, I believe it." After speaking, his eyes paused on his chin before he turned and left.

Su Qing closed the door behind him, thinking that it was true or false, would you believe me?

Then he frowned, raised his hand and touched his chin, feeling that he was really busy during this period of time, and he should find someone to "relax".

Hu Bugui... Su Qing shook his head, sighed, and wondered that the figure is good, but is it illegal to hook him up now?

Hey, it's really troublesome, then forget it.

The author has something to say: I think there is jq... Crawling away silently