2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Ruan Yuanzhong's broken wrist was pinched, and Ruan Yuanzhong was so painful that his face was covered with tears and snot, and his voice was trembling: "You...what are you talking about?"

Old Man Liu's voice was hoarse and low: "Fang Yun and I only want to kill guilty people and don't want to implicate innocent people. But you are so good. For your own benefit, you don't even let children go. It's really just the right thing to do." The beast that fell into the frying pan will be chopped into pieces with a thousand cuts."

Ruan Yuanzhong was so frightened that he was completely stunned. This sudden unfolding made his mind go blank and he almost lost the ability to think.

It wasn't until he heard that the other party was about to chop him into pieces that he finally reacted. He shuddered violently, cried and begged for mercy: "No, no, I didn't poison, I I just put some laxative in it, which will only cause diarrhea and not kill me! And the antidote is also fake, it’s just glucose..."

The tiny microphone was still clipped to Ruan Yuanzhong's collar, and his pleas for mercy spread throughout the venue. After hearing that there was no poison in the rice wine, the rioting crowd below finally regained their senses and stopped for a while.

At the same time, more people noticed what was happening on the high platform and exclaimed, unable to understand the scene in front of them.

Ruan Yuanzhong was still in his prime no matter what, but he was subdued by the skinny old man Liu who was over sixty years old with one hand, and the latter didn't seem to have put in much effort.

If it were an old man who often farmed in the fields, this scene would not be surprising. After all, those old people who have worked in the countryside all their lives, even if they are sixty or seventy years old, are still stronger than most young people working in offices in the city.

But the problem is that Old Man Liu is a doctor. He has a bright mind but not much strength. The folks in the village have been living together for almost ten years, and they probably know their neighbors better than their family members living outside, so many people find this scene incredible.

For a moment, the originally noisy venue quickly became quiet, and even the chirping of insects from the surrounding weeds could be clearly heard.

In this somewhat weird atmosphere, a figure wearing floral clothes and with silver hair stepped onto the wooden stairs leading to the high platform.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The roughly built wooden ladder was not very stable, and every time Mrs. Liu stepped on it, a faint sound could be heard.

The two old men standing in the middle of the wooden ladder, holding farm tools in their hands, subconsciously gave way to the side to make a way, and one of them subconsciously reached out to help.

"I'm fine, thank you." Mrs. Liu smiled gently at the old man who stretched out his hand. Then she was seen walking steadily, climbing onto the high platform step by step, and finally stood beside Old Man Liu.

"Fang Yun." Old Man Liu called softly.

"Old man..."

A tear slipped from the corner of Old Mrs. Liu's eyes, but the smile on her face remained gentle and kind: "I know you are not an old man."

Old Man Liu's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and at the same time the wind stopped, and the white cloth drooped again, covering his face.

"I know, you are not an old man." Old Mrs. Liu spoke slowly, but repeated her words again.

"We have lived together for decades. Even if you and him look alike, I can tell them apart with just one glance." She stretched out her hands and gently held the other person's hand that was frozen in mid-air: "So, it doesn't matter anymore. , don’t worry about my feelings.”

"Old Man Liu" spoke slowly, with confusion in his hoarse voice: "Why? I even have his memories and emotions, but there is obviously no difference between me and him?"

Old Mrs. Liu smiled slightly: "I will tell you the answer when things here are over. Now, can you do me and the old man a favor?"

"good."

"Because this person caused trouble, there are still more than a dozen people who did not drink the poisoned wine. I will trouble you next, kid."

"Old man Liu" nodded slightly: "Okay."

The next moment, everyone under the stage rubbed their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.

Because the moment Old Man Liu nodded, another Old Man Liu walked out from behind him, the same one wearing a white cloth and the same white triangle cloth on his head.

Then the third, fourth, fifth, sixth...

The area of ​​the high platform is not large. There is a shrine in the center, and the remaining space is enough for six or seven people to stand on it.

So one after another "Old Man Liu" jumped off the wooden platform six or seven meters high, as if he were eating dumplings, without even bending his knees when he landed.

The strange scene in front of them caused the venue to fall into deathly silence, but someone quickly reacted and screamed: "Run!!"

...

The high ground behind the venue.

"Captain Xing! That's a shape-shifter!" Yan Muyun was stunned by the scene in front of him. He stood up from the stone and wanted to go down to save people.

However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Sit down and don't move."

"What?" Yan Muyun suspected that he heard wrongly.

Looking back, I saw that the man who usually seemed lazy was like a sleeping lion, his eyes piercing him like a sharp knife.

"Sit down and don't move." Xing Xiuxian repeated coldly: "Otherwise, you will die."

After the brief shock, Yan Muyun's mind raced and he quickly connected some information together.

Although it was still very vague, he felt that he had vaguely grasped something.

The wailing of the old man and the crying of the child kept coming from the venue below. Yan Muyun clenched his fists and his breathing became a little heavy: "You can try it."

"You seem to be very confident in your abilities." Xing Xiuxian stood up slowly, took out the last cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth: "Then I will turn your little girlfriend into fly ash first. "

Ye Buyu, who had secretly taken off his hood, froze in his movements. His hands were only a few centimeters away from the ability suppressor above his head, but he did not dare to stretch forward any further.

He touched Ye Buyu's hat and Yan Muyun's shoulder.

From the moment the two of them sat down, they were already under Xing Xiuxian's control.

Both Yan Muyun and Ye Buyu had seen his abilities, and the death of the South Vietnamese Chaofanke captain a few days ago was still vivid in their minds. The fire of the explosion will vaporize the entire person in an instant, leaving only a few wisps of white smoke, as if that person has never been in this world at all.

"boom!"

A spark suddenly exploded in the empty air, igniting the cigarette in Xing Xiuxian's mouth: "The children will be fine, they killed the people who deserved to be killed. Just be patient for a while, and it will be over soon." "

Just as he said, the screams and cries in the venue below began to fade. I don’t know if everyone ran away or if they were all dead.

Yan Muyun turned his head slowly and mechanically, and the huge bonfire in the center of the venue was still burning. Where the firelight could shine, a dozen old Liu men dressed exactly the same stood there like wooden stakes, with a corpse lying in front of each of them.