"Bam—"

Cheng Yan was thrown to the ground by the assassin, kicking up a cloud of dust, which couldn't be seen clearly in the black color, and the air was suddenly so thick that it seemed to be filled with oil.

The assassin is dressed in black, tall and has long legs. Even if he stands directly in front of the field of vision in the dark, he still has no sense of existence, which makes people ignore him subconsciously.

Cheng Yan coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood.

009 clicked his tongue while watching, the host really did his best in acting.

The assassin rushed over, and Cheng Yan rolled on the spot, leaving a small hole in place.

Cheng Yan quickly got up and fought with the assassin.

The assassin seemed to have finally realized that Cheng Yan was not easy to deal with, so he acted more hastily. If necessary, he would use the quantum cannon.

The speed of the two is extremely fast, and their movements are almost invisible to the naked eye.

Cheng Yan calculated the timing, and immediately dodged when the ion knife in the assassin's hand came, but he was still inevitably scratched, with a long cut in his clothes, and the blood was shocking.

The electric current surrounded his wound and quickly spread throughout his body, greatly hindering his movement.

Soon, the assassin's knife turned and struck again. Cheng Yan managed to dodge it, but he couldn't dodge the cold bullet on the right.

The instant he was shot, the person's reaction force was lowered. Even if it was only less than a second, several bullets had already locked him, and there was no way to escape.

Assassin kills are always counted by the second, and if you give him another second, the target can be killed.

Suddenly, the air on the left moved.

The assassin's alarm was sounded quickly, and he retreated immediately, but was hit by the attack of the comer.

The assassin was thrown to the ground by a huge force, and the flat ground sank immediately.

The assassin raised his eyes with difficulty, only to see a man in black clothes standing in front of him, his face was extremely cold without any fluctuation.

He endured the pain and immediately backed out of the pit. The next moment, his neck was clamped, and the strong confinement made him unable to break free, and he quickly raised his hand to hit the man.

The poisonous nano-needle hidden in the cuff shoots out, as long as it hits, it can kill instantly.

If he avoided it, the poisonous needle would also stab Cheng Yan behind him. If he wanted to save someone, he would have to let go.

Sure enough, Peng Zannian let go and intercepted the poisonous needle.

The nano-poisonous needle is very fast, and its size is so small that even with S-level mental power, it can barely catch afterimages.

Cheng Yan fell to the ground and moved with difficulty, but his whole body froze even faster.

He looked at Peng Zannian's nimble figure in front of him, but the smile on his lips widened even more.

Even though his current condition is very bad, the electric current and freezing temperature wreak havoc on his body functions, he is completely relying on S-level mental strength to keep his brain awake.

"Host, your acting skills are great." 009 gave a thumbs up.

Cheng Yan stared intently at the wonderful battle ahead, and had no time to respond to 009.

As a robot with autonomous consciousness, Peng Zannian's reaction power in battle surpassed most battle robots, and his agility made it impossible to see his movements clearly.

And the assassin was able to keep up with his speed.

If such a terrifying skill was shown to Cheng Yan from the very beginning, Cheng Yan would not be able to last for 3 minutes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there are only afterimages in the battle between the two, and they can't see any tricks clearly.

And Cheng Yan, who seemed to be dying, not only saw it clearly, but also methodically analyzed whose move was more exciting.

Of course, most of what 009 heard was praising Peng Zannian's rainbow farts.

Although it is true.

Peng Zannian stands in front of him like the top of the world, no one can step over him and come behind him.

From Cheng Yan's point of view, he is tall, like a savior.

Peng Zannian fought hundreds of rounds with the assassin, but he couldn't tell the winner.

The assassin realized that this person was difficult to deal with, and had already started to retreat, so he seized the opportunity and fired the quantum cannon.

The quantum cannon blasted the ground into a crack several meters deep, and the aftermath of the explosion shattered the surrounding abandoned machines, kicking up a thick layer of dust.

When Peng Zannian led Cheng Yan away from the explosion area, and looked up again, the assassin had disappeared.

Looking down again, Cheng Yan had already passed out.

Peng Zannian pursed his lips, the temperature on Cheng Yan's body was so cold that his hands were freezing, and the continuously flowing electric current sizzled around his hands.

The data in Peng Zannian's eyes flickered, and the electric current in Cheng Yan's body was completely absorbed by him.

Of course, he can prevent himself from being harmed back then, but it may cause changes in various aspects. As long as Cheng Yan is not injured, he will face endless assassinations.

Second, he needs him to trust himself.

?

Cheng Yan had a good night's sleep and was already lying in the treatment cabin when he opened his eyes.

He sensed his physical condition, and the injury had healed.

Peng Zannian knew about Cheng Yan the moment he woke up, and he opened the door in due course.

The eyes of the two met through the transparent glass hatch.

In the same time and space, two Peng Zannian who had a difference of ten years met.

Cheng Yan could clearly feel the familiarity coming from his own body. At this moment, he seemed to be the 19-year-old Peng Zannian, looking at the stranger opposite him and feeling familiar for no reason.

Peng Zannian stepped forward slowly, and opened the treatment cabin door.

"how do you feel?"

Peng Zannian looked down at him, and unconsciously squeezed the hem of his clothes with the hand hanging by his side.

He had been watching him through the Internet before, but now he was finally face to face, looking at his former self, he was actually a little nervous.

After all, he did not become the Peng Zannian that he dreamed of when he was young, the Peng Zannian who stood at the top.

So at this time, I feel a little guilty.

Cheng Yan got off the treatment cabin, took two steps, turned around and said with a smile, "I'm fine, thank you for saving me."

This smile made Peng Zannian a little dazed, that face was obviously familiar to him, but this smile was extremely unfamiliar.

It seems that he never smiled like this again.

"My name is Peng Zannian, hello, my savior." Cheng Yan stretched out his hand to him.

When Peng Zannian heard that he called himself Peng Zannian, he was stunned for a while, as if he had passed away.

He reached out and shook hands with him, "Suo Jing."

Hello, young me.

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