Chapter 162 Another clone
So, I have activated the prophetic skill?
Super-sweet candy: [Should the upstairs send us a high-energy warning barrage in advance? 】
Giants never fall: [I think it’s ok, so I won’t have to be scared when eating in the future]
There are no blueberries in the blueberry slice: [Let’s just say, is there a possibility that this live broadcast is not mandatory, you can watch it after dinner upstairs]
Giants never fall: [That’s not okay, if you don’t look at me, Sister Cen, for a minute, you will feel uncomfortable]
In the entire corridor, there is a trace of cold air, seeping into the bone marrow, making the body chill.
Cen Qing slowly released his mental power, but found that there should be some kind of restriction here.
Her mental power can only be extended five meters away, and the rest of the place is completely dark.
But when passing through the corridor on the third floor, a faint red dot appeared in Cen Qing's mind.
Just as she was fully on guard, planning to step forward and investigate carefully.
I saw a roll of a sack, and it just rolled down the stairs.
The audience in the live broadcast room were so frightened that they swiped the barrage.
Bai Ye can't do it: [All the evils are gone, good luck comes]
…
There are no blueberries in the blueberry slices: [All the evils are scattered, one-click triple connection]
There is no water in the water glass: [The formation upstairs has been destroyed, fork out! 】
Giants never fall: [Am I the only one who watched this live broadcast as a horror movie? 】
Your friend is cultivating immortality...: [No, I watched it as a movie about catching little ghosts, which is comparable to Uncle Ying’s movie]
I am Yangou, don’t change! : [I'm still more reliable, I just went for Sister Cen's prosperous beauty]
Candy is super sweet: [Stop pretending, I'm showing my cards, once a day, Sister Cen yyds]
The melon-eaters in the live broadcast room chatted together, but Cen Qing did kick the person in the sack with his feet.
In this shape..., it seems to be a person.
"Damn it! Which idiot knocked the young master into the sack?"
Wilder was in pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten up by someone, and he was thrown on the ground and rolled twice.
Hearing that it was Wilder's voice, Cen Qing dispelled the doubts in his heart, quickly untied the hemp rope, and released Wilder.
Wild, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, squinted his eyes uncomfortably.
When he saw Cen Qing's face, he immediately pushed her away, and kept chanting 'all the evils will be gone, good luck will come'.
Cen Qing, who was pushed so inexplicably, was still in a daze.
Was this guy beaten into cerebral palsy?
"Why are you crazy?"
Cen Qing patted the dust off his hands, stood up, and asked angrily.
"Huh? Are you really Cen Qing?"
Wilder didn't feel anything when he was scolded, but felt a little relieved.
It's just that he still didn't dare to get close to Cen Qing, but stretched out a finger and poked Cen Qing's arm.
"If you poke it down again, I'll chop off your finger."
Cen Qing's tone turned cold, of course, this was just a joke.
But he was pushed inexplicably, and then poked several times by him.
Even a clay bodhisattva has a bit of a temper.
Besides, her temper is really not good.
"Ah! You are really Cen Qing!"
Wild rushed towards Cen Qing with his nose running and tears.
The key is that he is dirty, and there is indeed a little disgust.
Well, she admitted, it was disgusting.
So Cen Qing turned to the side, and Wilder directly hit the cold wall due to inertia.
Here comes an intimate encounter.
And Cen Qing just wrapped his arms around him indifferently, and just looked at him like this.
"I'm not Cen Qing, are you?"
Seeing him like this, Cen Qing inexplicably felt that something was wrong.
Wild, who was knocked down from the wall, quickly said aggrievedly,
"But I saw you here before, and then you knocked me out, and then, I lost consciousness."
"After waking up, it was the first time I saw you again. How would I know if you were the one who hit me?"
Wilder was so aggrieved that he almost squeezed out a few tears from his eyes.
"I have always stayed in the military laboratory before, and I have never been to the China World Trade Center."
Cen Qing's frown became deeper and deeper, maybe another clone of her exists...
Thinking of this possibility, Cen Qing felt as disgusted as chewing a fly.
After all, no one would like to have their own clone appear in this world.
"But that person looks exactly like you, even Jin Siwen didn't recognize him at first."
Wilder explained in a low voice, he is a little timid now, and he doesn't dare to provoke Cen Qing.
The main reason is that her complexion is so bad now that he looks scared.
"What about the rest of the team? Why are you the only one here?"
However, if you can find Wilder first, you can find the rest of the team.
As for the clone, Cen Qing has no time to deal with her yet.
It is estimated that it is another moth made by the Q Group.
"I don't know either. I lost consciousness after being knocked out by that man."
"However, I remember that King Siwen was going to check the situation on the roof. They should be on it."
Wilder recalled the small details before and added.
"Why did you appear in the China World Trade Center?"
Cen Qing and Wilder continued to walk forward, and then asked.
"We originally came here along the distress signal, but the closer we got to this place, the fewer and fewer humans survived here."
"Afterwards, we discovered that there was a leader among their mutants, and their superpowers became even more violent."
"So, the commander planned to issue a message to the military headquarters to request support, and we were sent to the China World Trade Center to step on the spot first."
In short, they waited for a long time but did not wait for the military's rescue.
In desperation, I can only start acting alone first.
"Did a little girl tell you that the China World Trade Center is the headquarters of mutants?"
Cen Qing thought of Aisha's words, and asked again.
"Is that the little girl you met at the convenience store?"
Wilder recalled and asked.
"right."
Cen Qing nodded, motioning for him to continue.
"It is true that she directed us to the China World Trade Center, but she is right, you are there."
"We only found out after we got there that there was something wrong with the mutants here."
It was only later that they realized that it seemed to be a trick, but they did see Cen Qing.
However, this 'Cen Qing' is not the real Cen Qing.
Cen Qing nodded, and then said,
"Let's find King Siwen and the others first."
Their time is limited, and other things can only be put later.
And when the two climbed halfway, Wilder was a little exhausted.
"It's only the ninth floor, can't you do it?"
Cen Qing gave him a disgusted look.
"It's not good for us to take the elevator, why do we have to suffer that crime to climb the stairs?"
Wilder was out of breath, lying on the railing but not moving.
Even talking is weak.
"Didn't you see those things in the elevator?"
Cen Qing felt that there seemed to be a problem with the timing of their entry into the China World Trade Center.
Could it be that the massacre here was carried out after they entered the building?
"What? When we came in, there was nothing but a little mess."
Wild's face was full of strangeness, and he even faintly didn't believe what Cen Qing said.
In desperation, Cen Qing directly opened the door of the safe passage.
Suddenly, a stench of blood rushed into Wilder's nose, making him want to gag.
"Do you still want to see what's going on in the elevator?"
Cen Qing asked very caringly.
"No need, I'm going to throw up."
Wilder rushed back directly, shut the door of the safe passage tightly, and wanted to vomit while leaning on the wall.
But Cen Qing directly covered his mouth, and whispered,
"Someone is down, shut up!"
How can Keveld control this physiological reaction? The food he ate before kept turning upside down in his stomach.
The nostrils are big, and the face is full of fear and grievance.
This appearance directly made the audience in the live broadcast burst into laughter.
Bai Ye can't do it: [I'm sorry, although it's very rude, but I still want to laugh, it's booming and in a trance]
Your friend is cultivating immortality...: [Help! I'm still eating, Wilde's expression is so funny! 】
There is no Notre Dame in Paris: [Does the priest still need to eat whole grains? Why don't we just perform an in-situ ascension? 】
Free-flying bird: [Let's say, if Wilder didn't hold back, what would happen if he sprayed Sister Cen? 】
Candies are super sweet! : [Stop talking upstairs, I already have a sense of the picture]
Sister Cen yyds: [It feels like Sister Cen was so speechless last time]
No survivors: [Nonsense literature, right? Hahahahahaha, die laughing]
Giants never fall: [However, there is one thing to say, this live broadcast is more and more like a horror movie]
There is no legend in Sicily: [I also heard footsteps, but Wilder’s expression is really funny]
Bai Lily on Godfather's chest: [Wilder: I will really thank you, I don't want to be a funny man anymore]
I grow in secret: [You are all paying attention to these, unlike me, I am paying attention to my sister Cen's hand]
Beauty stickers: [The old man upstairs has criticized it, but I have one thing to say, I also think that Sister Cen's hands look good! 】
I'm Yangou, don't stop me! : [Sister Cen's prosperous beauty yyds! 】
…
Seeing that the bullet screen in the live broadcast room is getting more and more crooked, but Cen Qing can't care about these at this time.
Her mental power can only be placed five meters away, but she can also feel the spiritual power surging in the surrounding air.
The person who came here should be a person with supernatural powers.
As long as it is not a mutant.
And when the footsteps were getting closer, Cen Qing suddenly raised his head, and met Jin Siwen's eyes.
The expected hugs and hugs did not appear, and Jin Siwen flew directly over a dozen ice thorns.
If it wasn't for Cen Qing's quick reaction, those ice needles would have been inserted directly into her arm.
The ice needle stuck on the wall, directly pulling Wilder into a human form.
"Sorry, I forgot to take you with me when I was running."
Frightened by King Siwen's ice needle, Wilder didn't want to vomit.
Even his mind has cleared up a lot, and he can speak quickly.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, let's talk if we have something to say."
Wild saw that something was wrong with the tense atmosphere between the two, so he hurriedly came out to persuade them to fight.
"Are you also brainwashed by this fake Cen Qing?"
Jin Siwen frowned, and secretly cursed a fool.
But Wilde heard it, and immediately put his hands on his hips, and shouted dissatisfiedly,
"Who are you calling an idiot? This is obviously Cen Qing, and she still scolds me."
Cen Qing: …
I will really thank you.
Wouldn't that clone scold him?
"She scolded you?"
Jin Siwen expressed your doubts.
"Yeah, the scolding is ugly."
Wild nodded seriously.
Seeing this, Cen Qing became even more speechless. It is more reliable for her to stand up and refute the rumors.
"The person you saw that looks exactly like me is probably my clone."
"guessed."
King Siwen nodded, and then walked down the stairs.
"She can even copy your psychic abilities."
Jin Siwen sighed, if they were identical in appearance, there would be other places where they could be easily distinguished.
But this spiritual ability is rare, if it is placed on that person.
It's not to blame King Siwen and the others for making a mistake.
"The western region has fallen, and the military plans to block the western region in two hours and then drop missiles."
Cen Qing glanced at the watch on his wrist, and there was still an hour and a half left for them.
"Where are the rest of the team?"
She needs to take them out of here quickly, otherwise she won't be able to leave even if she wants to.
"Lukes was letting out the wind on the top floor. After I woke up, I started to search the entire building, but I still couldn't find the whereabouts of the commander and the others."
It wasn't until they reached this floor that they found Cen Qing and Wilde.
After blowing a loud whistle, I only heard footsteps coming from above, it should be Lukes.
After the people reunited, they split up to investigate the area below the sixth floor.
But there was no trace of Puzuo and the others.
"Strange, obviously we came in together, why can't we find them?"
King Siwen held his delicate chin and scratched his hair irritably.
"This is the base camp of mutants, but I can't see a single mutant."
"I didn't even see a mutant in a distance of nearly 100 meters."
Cen Qing casually spread the municipal map on the **** ground and called everyone to come over.
"After all, they couldn't just run away when they heard you were coming."
Wild curled his lips, but looked at the map and screamed directly.
At the same time, even Cen Qing noticed the tricks in it.
The State Administration Building is the closest place on the map to the cross-sea bridge in a straight line.
It only takes half an hour by car to reach the cross-sea bridge from here.
And it may not take half an hour for the superpowers of mutants to skyrocket right now!
Their target has never been the military headquarters in the West District, but the entire East District!
(end of this chapter)