Chapter 294 That’s it
Hong called out to her teammates who were walking in the distance, "Come over here and change your clothes. Then practice with me later."
"Captain, please spare me. You just broke all my bones." The team members approached while begging for mercy.
Hong's attention returned to Feng, "Where's your employee ID?"
"I was in a hurry to get up here and forgot it at my workstation." Feng resisted the urge to glance back. This guy was different from the ones below.
"Oh, is that so? People often forget things, but having this one is enough." Hong nodded with a smile.
"Then can I leave?" There was no change in Feng's expression, but his eyes were sharp and swept over the tense muscles on Hong's neck.
This is a defensive state.
Hong scratched his head carelessly, "Oh, sorry to take up your time, but you still need to register what you are doing here, just fill out a form here."
Feng took the paper and pen cautiously, and suddenly realized that the voice begging for mercy behind her had disappeared. She turned sideways abruptly, and the sound of breaking air was already at her ears. Two hands blocked her left and right roads. At this time, she only had one way left, which was to retreat.
In the critical situation, Feng's mind remained clear.
She did not forget how this group of people had just called the woman behind her.
The one behind was even scarier, so she couldn't retreat.
Feng chose to roll to the left, quickly stood up, and leaped over with her hands supporting the printer she had specially approached.
The person who failed was not in a hurry to chase, but the surrounding glass walls seemed to have triggered some mechanism, and suddenly alloy steel plates fell down, forming a tightly sealed metal box.
Hong looked at the angry Feng with great interest and thought he was quite cute.
But as Bai Qingge's sharpest spear, she still remembers her responsibilities.
He half-smiled and said, "Where did you get in here, little mouse? Eagle, your skills have declined recently. Go practice."
"Okay." The eyes of Feiying, who had been complaining just now, lit up, as if he had seen some rare prey, and he walked forward, rubbing his fists.
"Why let this stinky bird go up? I want to play too." Others complained.
Looking at these people who had treated her as food, Feng did not show a trace of fear in her eyes, as if the person who was about to die here was not her.
His calm gaze was as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Little mouse, you have a good eye. I hope you can look at me that way later." After saying that, Feiying rushed forward.
So fast!
Although it is clear that this floor has its own gym, it is definitely not for ordinary people.
But the speed of this wind was beyond her expectations and she couldn't see it clearly at all. The title of "Wind" should be given to him.
She could only resist instinctively, and the first thing was to protect her head, that is, to hold her head with both hands.
Feiying showed some appreciation for Feng who was not controlled by fear and was able to react quickly.
"How dare you come here with your skills? If I hadn't just held back, your prosthesis would have been scrapped."
She knew that what the other person said was not false because her other hand was broken.
This hand should have been replaced long ago, but because of Huo's constant resistance, she had kept it until now. Now it has become her biggest burden.
But it didn't matter even if she changed it. Everything she wore was civilian grade bought on the black market, except for her left leg which was a discarded military grade one. She had spent all her savings and her merits to get it from the organization.
The opponent's attack almost destroyed it.
Compared to these people who were wearing the latest equipment, she had no chance of beating them.
The key is that the SSS-level psychic potion actually awakened such a useless ability, which is completely useless in combat.
After a few more rounds, she deeply felt that these people who had received systematic training were much stronger than her wild skills.
In the past, she rarely encountered an opponent because of her fearless ruthlessness.
Even those with better equipment than her would be frightened by her willingness to sacrifice their lives for injuries, and would be defeated by her when they were caught in a loophole.
But this person was different, her tactics were completely ineffective because she couldn't even touch the other person.
Moreover, she could clearly feel that the other party was releasing the flood and even intentionally guiding her.
Perhaps his psychic power is still useful in battle, but the time he has it is too short and the time he has to develop it is too little, so it doesn't play a big role.
However, behavior like that of Flying Eagle is absolutely prohibited within the team.
A lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit, and they also bear huge responsibilities.
Hong frowned, sensing something was amiss, but couldn't put her finger on what exactly.
The little mouse that broke in was indeed beyond her expectations. It was at an absolute disadvantage during the fight, but it was able to resolve the situation at the lowest cost every time. Even she began to admire his talent.
"Are you willing to..." Hong's face changed drastically as soon as the words came out of his mouth.
What did you want to do just now?
Recruit this little mouse who came in with bad intentions?
The interest that rose in her heart turned into coldness in an instant, and she finally realized that her consciousness was affected invisibly.
Normally she would never make such a low-level mistake.
"Captain?" Feiying looked at the captain who was blocking him in confusion.
"This guy's psychic power can affect people's consciousness. Stop playing around. I'm going to put an end to this farce quickly." Who knows if this influence will grow over time. It will be a bit of a trouble.
Feiying looked at Feng hesitantly, and finally retreated.
If she could still capture some trajectory of Feiying's punch, then Hong's fist was a shadowless fist.
You can't see where the opponent is going to attack, nor can you see when the opponent will attack.
When she faced Hong at this moment, it was like a person who had lost all five senses facing a killing machine.
Unable to dodge or defend, just one punch was enough to make her fall to the ground.
Hong narrowed her eyes. This little mouse had an amazing genius intuition about fighting. If she studied systematically, her achievements would be unimaginable.
However, no matter how brilliant a talent you are, if you dare to come here, you are destined to end up here.
Hong raised her fist and aimed it at Feng's head. With this blow, even if her head was made of iron, she would die.
The wind thinks so too.
Death?
She was not afraid of death, nor did she feel sad, just a slight regret for unfinished business.
Although it was not something she had to do, she just chose to do it, that's all.