My future diary cannot be the last one

"hurry up!"

In Shanyang District, Old Biden hurriedly urged: "Commissioner Xun may be in a tough fight now! We must support him as quickly as possible!"

"Report, the helicopter has found the target! Commissioner Xun is on the rooftop of the five-story building at four o'clock."

Old Bidden naturally noticed the wreckage of vehicles on the street. At that moment, he began to regret in his heart. He regretted not stopping Xun Xi and actually letting him go into danger alone. Because the intensity of firepower of this group of thugs who set up an ambush had completely exceeded his expectations.

You must know that this is not Vespucci, but Yanzhou.

In Yanzhou, Jing Guisi had access to such powerful heavy firepower right under his nose. The power behind this group of ambushers was simply unimaginable.

But what about Xun Xi?

In the eyes of Old Bidden, this young man who was not yet twenty-five years old was undoubtedly still a child.

Because he had gained supernatural power, he was asked to go to the battlefield and face those insidious and cunning thugs. This was really unbearable for Old Biden.

So as soon as he heard the news about Xun Xi, Old Biden immediately led his people and rushed towards the rooftop.

Don’t forget to ask about the situation on the way.

"Commissioner Xun, are you okay?"

"It seems okay."

The helicopter also gave an answer: "There were many corpses around him, sitting in a pool of blood, and there seemed to be someone looking at him in front of him."

Hearing this, the corresponding picture immediately emerged in Old Bidden's mind: the setting sun was like blood, and the deadly battle on the rooftop finally came to an end. The young man who had just shouldered the responsibility, in order to practice the justice in his heart, fought against powerful enemies, and The final confrontation with the enemy leader began.

He moved himself to a complete mess.

Thinking of this, Old Bidden immediately quickened his pace, personally carried an automatic rifle, took the lead, and forcefully opened the door to the rooftop.

"Don't move!"

Behind him, members of the assault team swarmed out, and countless guns were pointed directly at the middle-aged man with a ferocious expression in front of Xun Xi.

Immediately afterwards——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Seeing a group of heavily armed soldiers rushing to the rooftop, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man opposite Xun Xi suddenly distorted, and then he showed a fanatical expression and shouted: "You are finally here! Hurry! ! Take me away quickly! I’m willing to say anything!”

Old Biden: ".?"

"Hey, isn't this old? It's quite fast." Xun Xi turned around when he saw this, showing a shy smile: "You came at just the right time."

"Commissioner Xun, are you okay?"

"What can happen to him?" Qin Zhao waved to Old Biden desperately: "I am the one who is in trouble. Help! I ask for humanitarian asylum!"

Something doesn't seem right?

Xun Xi waved his hand: "I can still handle this level. Oh yes, please collect the weapons they use. Those should be supernatural items. They are obviously made of paper, but they can exert the same power as the original ones. And that eyepiece, you can see supernatural things.”

"Interesting, are you the newcomer?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the rooftop. Immediately afterwards, a young man appeared beside Qin Zhao without knowing when, holding a paper sniper rifle scattered on the ground. And around his waist, hung a lantern with green will-o'-the-wisps.

"Introduce yourself."

Having said this, the young man squeezed the paper sniper rifle into a ball, and then looked at Xun Xi: "Code name is Wu Maang, Commissioner Jing Guisi."

"hiss!"

Just as the young man looked at Xun Xi, his face hidden under the wide-brimmed hat was exposed to everyone. It caused many people to take a breath of cold air.

the reason is simple.

Because on the young man's face, he could only see a thick piece of human skin and nothing else. With no eyes, no nose, no mouth, or even ears, one can't help but wonder how he breathes, sees, hears, and speaks.

The code name is Wu Maang.

A person lives up to his name.

"Ah, don't pay too much attention to me like this." Wu Maang was obviously used to other people's eyes, and said relaxedly: "Actually, all my five senses can function normally."

"It only became like this due to the influence of supernatural power."

"Do you think I can speak well without saying anything?"

After saying that, Wu Maang looked around again and said with admiration: "When the Flower Team said you were in danger, I was still worried. I didn't expect you to be able to wipe out such a small team. Ah, old Biden, you don't have to worry about it. Let's clean up the scene quickly, and I will exchange feelings with my new colleagues."

Immediately afterwards, he pulled Xun Xi to the corner.

"Oh." Wu Maang whistled, because at this time Xun Xi was still cutting a deck of playing cards in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Is this your supernatural ability?" Wu Mao lowered his voice.

"That's right." Xun Xi nodded.

"I understand, I understand." Wu Maang nodded knowingly: "Don't inquire about other people's abilities casually. This is a well-known rule on the road."

"But let me remind you."

At this point, Wu Maang changed the subject and said, "...you might have some trouble after you go back."

"Trouble?" Xun Xi blinked.

"In short, you are making too much noise." Wu Mao glanced at the scene being cleaned up by Old Bideng, and then twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Obviously he was just an ordinary person not long ago, but overnight It turned into being able to take the initiative, killing four people in a row without mercy, and scaring the only survivor like that... Hmm."

Wu Mao did not say the term.

But everyone who understands understands.

"All in all, there should be many people worried about your mental state. After all, the headquarters is actually very taboo about people like us."

"Taboo?" Xun Xi raised his eyebrows.

"That's right." Wu Maang continued to lower his voice: "After all, we are 'containers'. If the container is broken, the supernatural power contained inside will pour out. By then, we ourselves will become a new source of disaster, so It’s actually normal for the headquarters to be taboo about us.”

"I therefore recommend that you do not take the test."

"At least not for the time being, it's better to wait for a while."

"After all, in this case, your test is likely to be coupled with a mental review. If the result is not good for you, you will be in even greater trouble."

"Testing?"

"The one who became the official commissioner?"

The contents of the diary immediately flashed through Xun Xi's mind. The person in the diary seems to have never participated in the test, so he has always been a temporary commissioner.

(This is too weird.)

Xun Xi once again realized that there was a subtle difference between the "him" in the diary and the real him. Take this so-called test as an example. Could it be that "he" in the diary was really moved by Wu Maang's words and worried about his mental state? It's simply unfounded worries.

"It's okay. If you want to get tested, just get tested."

Thinking of this, Xun Xi couldn't help but shook his head, then looked at Wu Maang, smiled brightly and said: "I am in good spirits now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with me."

"."

Wu Maang glanced at the distance when he heard the words, and cooperated extremely with the assault team. He even couldn't wait to put shackles on himself, and repeatedly stated that he would resolutely obey the organization's arrangements and would never complain at all, as long as he was not allowed to interact with the guy holding the poker just now. Qin Zhao met the pervert of cards.

Is it okay to scare people like that?

What exactly did you do?

Looking at Xun Xi, who was full of confidence and didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all, Wu Maang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his intuition told him not to delve deeper.

Madness is a disease.

What if it gets infected to him?

Thinking of this, Wu Maang couldn't help but touch his face: He is a normal person.

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