Hawkeye turned around sharply, but the injury to his left arm still had an impact on his actions, and in the end, he could not completely avoid it.

Yang Fan's head hit Yingyan's shoulder, and then stretched out his hands again, grabbed Yingyan's clothes, and pulled the latter to the ground.

Hawkeye fell to the ground, and there was pain in his back, but the right hand holding the gun was still holding the handle of the gun tightly. When the force from Yang Fan subsided, he pressed his waist and turned over, and at the same time, his right hand was raised high. Hit Yang Fan's head with a black pistol.

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan raised his hands and blocked the top of his head, trying to stop, but the tingling sensation in his hands has not been completely relieved. Under the heavy hit, he fell into a failure situation again, and his head was slightly affected by the heavy blow. slow.

Hawkeye raised his right hand, preparing for the next attack, but the action was different from before. It didn't look like he was going to smash, but he was going to stab.

Yang Fan's eyes sensed the eagle-eye movement from his fingers, so he bent his legs and slammed his knees into the eagle-eye's back.

Hawkeye's legs are strong, stand up a little, and at the same time move forward, stretch out his left hand, spread his thumb and index finger, stretch out from the side to Yang Fan’s neck, then get stuck, the gun-holding right hand breaks through Yang Fan’s defense from the front, and then The barrel stretched into Yang Fan's mouth.

Because the movements of the two were almost synchronized, Yang Fan's knee just hit the air, and the chance of turning defeat into victory passed away quietly.

Yang Fan stopped, breathing harder, feeling the cold and hard touch of the pistol in his mouth. Under the pressure of Juli, his head couldn't move at all.

The muscles around Hawkeye's eyes were tight, his nostrils were slightly enlarged, his lips were tightened, and his expression was angry, like an avenger who was about to achieve his goal.

Yang Fan looked at Hawkeye, and he saw himself in Hawkeye's eyes, helpless and desolate, like a bereaved dog, "You shoot!"

He has given up. From the beginning, he thought his winning percentage was very slim, because he didn't know whether the opponent really didn't use the ability. After all, he couldn't really feel the "ability".

Suddenly, there was an eagle chirping, and the bald eagle that appeared out of thin air landed on Yang Fan's side.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and looked at the bald eagle on the side with a puzzled expression.

"Did you see it? This is my ability." Yingyan said in a deep voice, and then pulled the barrel out of Yang Fan's mouth.

The bald eagle on the side gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

"What!" Yang Fan was stunned for a second, unable to believe his eyes.

Let Yang Fan be able to see Ying Ling and let Wan Jie reply to Qian Cangyi’s spy. These were all requirements made by Ying Yan during discussions with Wan Jie. Originally, he thought Wan Jie would reject most of them. However, the situation was completely complete. Different, Wan Jie did not reject these requests, but was very cooperative. In this regard, Hawkeye does not think that his condition for "changing a broker" is so important. He prefers another situation. Wan Jie's compromise is even more important. It's like a sumptuous dinner the night before the execution of the executed prisoner. After eating, it's time to go on the road.

Hawkeye stood up, stepped back, and picked up the other pistol that had fallen on the ground.

Yang Fan propped up his upper body with both hands and elbows, but his sight was always falling on the waterfall. At some point, the sunlight passed through the waterfall and fell into the cave.

Its daybreak.

Hawkeye glanced back, and then reached out and took out a small communicator from his pocket. The small communicator is a cylinder that can be held by one hand. The color matching is silver and black. The color division can be disassembled. The communicator comes from Corpse in the forest.

"Are you convinced? Now, do as I said and contact your superior." Hawkeye said in a deep voice.

Yang Fan shook his head and replied:

"I can't contact. The clay sculpture **** shields this area. I can contact people in the area at most, but they have no way to contact the outside world unless the restrictions of the clay sculpture **** are lifted."

Hawkeye handed out the communicator and said, "I know, you just need to contact you. You don't need to worry about these things."

Yang Fan hesitated for a second, turned on the communicator, and pressed the dedicated communication channel. The yellow-green indicator light on the communicator began to flash. For one or two seconds, the operator's voice came from the other side.

"The serial number here is GT-2922, what do I need?"

"I am Yang Fan, my serial number is GT-230, and I am responsible for hunting down Hawkeye..." At this point, Yang Fan glanced at Hawkeye, "...The access code is'Red Orange, Yellow, Green and Purple'."

"Please wait!"

Yang Fan stood up from the ground, walked to the side of the stone wall, leaned against the stone wall, and waited for the operator's reply.

About 10 seconds later, an energetic male voice came, "Yang Fan, what are you doing!"

Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief, his gaze shifted from the ground, and finally stayed on Hawkeye's face.

"You know what to say." Hawkeye didn't mean to take over the communicator.

Yang Fan did know that, but he didn't want to say those words because of his emotions and reason. He sighed softly and said to the communicator:

"We lost, everything is over."

There was a brief silence on the other side, and then a roar came: "What? Say something unclear ~lightnovelpub.net~ What did you lose? Everything is over? Tell me everything!"

"You should know the whole world, but Yingyan said that there is another option. He can let some people survive, probably tens of thousands." After speaking, Yang Fan's voice became lighter and softer.

If the forces behind Yang Fan are not aware of the changes brought about by Eagle Eye, it is impossible to launch the Clay Sculpture Hell. This, Yang Fan knows very well that according to the original plan, he will slowly narrow the encirclement, and then catch Eagle Eye and his As for the accomplices, as for the traces left by the two, they will be handled secretly. There is no need to block the entire area. Of course, there is no need for post-processing the blocked area.

"Let him prove it to me!" The voice on the other end has lost control, and even the fear contained in the voice can be heard, the fear that cannot be concealed.

Yang Fan turned to look at Hawkeye.

Regardless of whether this is the case, if you want others to be trusted, you must provide evidence. The scene of the end of the world after the end of time can indeed prove this, but at that moment, it is meaningless to win the trust or not.

Hawkeye had already thought of this, and made arrangements, he said:

"Brain in the tank has given evidence for him to verify."

Yang Fan relayed Hawkeye's words to his superiors. After that, several roars came from the communicator, but they were not aimed at Yang Fan.

"What is the evidence?" Yang Fan asked softly.

Hawkeye turned his head and looked outside the waterfall. Because he had been in the dark for too long, the faint light outside made him unconsciously squinting his eyes. Then, he replied calmly and lowly:

"A word."

In the secret room of the remote base, on the screen in the center of the brain assembly in the tank, a short and profound "warning" appeared:

Do you want to survive? Then tell people the truth about the world!