Abyss Express

"Let me see"

Woodpluck picked up his cell phone, entered the social network, and found a very practical piece of advice: "A friend said that we can combine the two to make the execution more efficient."

Glory moved closer to Mr. Wood and looked at the execution method sent by the genius netizen.

"Send them up with a kite?"

Wood nodded: "Well, thanks to Mr. Gududupululu's suggestion, you can use several sets of kites or hang gliders to send these criminals up. There are plenty of drones in the Chapter's arsenal."

Glory called Chen Shougong over: "I'll leave this matter to you."

For a while, the guard didn't know whether the two VIPs were joking or serious. There were so many people in the lobby of the defense center, should they all be killed?

The adjutant stammered and did not dare to speak.

By this time, the official business had actually been discussed.

Glory also wanted to talk about some personal matters. She was really curious about how Jiang Xueming could return to her family——

——But these prisoners will not just sit back and wait to die.

"You're crazy! Woodpluck! You're fucking crazy!"

An official from the capital of the 54th District used his powerful spiritual energy to untie the cloth in his mouth, trying to say something and find a way to survive for himself.

This is a woman, a member of the Jusselberg family, a member of the Politburo of the capital, and a member of the Procuratorate.

"I'm awake, madam." Mr. Wood opened his arms, held his head high, and showed the Morpho butterfly tattoo on his neck to the hostages: "Do you have anything to say? I don't know your name yet. Let us get to know each other?”

The lady did not intend to give her name. She has a bloated body, wheat-colored skin, and looks like a typical European from the facial features, with long chestnut-colored hair.

"This is a humanitarian crisis! You and this crazy bitch are killing the righteous people in District 54! What is the difference between you and terrorists?!"

Pulak responded: "I'm sorry, are you speaking English? Why can I understand every word, but I can't understand them when they are connected?"

"My name is Millie Bohana! Remember it for me! I am an official from the Capital Prosecutor's Office!" The lady was emotional and serious: "Do you know what you are doing? Wood Plunk! You want to Are you going to kill us directly without going through the trial process? Chop off our fingers like barbarians? Cut off our scalps as meritorious deeds?"

"She seems to be introducing herself?" Wood Plunk turned to the King of War and asked with a playful smile: "Is that what you mean? She seems to be stating the facts of her crime?"

"You are destroying innocent families one after another!" Milly shouted, the fat flesh on her face kept shaking: "You want our children to be displaced! You are killing people! You are contemptuous of the law and justice!"

Glory understood: "Indeed, she is introducing herself."

"You two devils! Executioners who kill children! Two wolves wearing the skin of a proud and ruthless Mingde tiger!" Ms. Milly screamed at the top of her lungs: "We are just working and completing our mission. We obviously did nothing wrong. , can you not see or hear anything when you come to Sun Castle? Who is seeking justice for this area?"

"Everyone should be able to see this, who brought civilization to this chaotic and dirty area?"

"Who provides the weapons of law to these wronged victims? It's us!"

"There has never been a problem with the moral values ​​of District 54. It's you who have the problem!"

"You nameless people! Especially you, the coward hiding in the cabinet! You are always making some shameful and despicable plans behind the scenes, challenging our bottom line again and again."

"Ms. Millie Bohana." Woodpluck interrupted the sow's nonsense tirade: "Who will judge you? Who do you think should be judged?"

Milly was stunned for a moment, she had never considered this issue——

——She has never thought about this in her heart, because she is originally from the Procuratorate, the embodiment of the 54th District Code, and a member of the Lieyang Castle Autonomous Prefecture. She has never felt that anyone has the power to judge her. .

"Take the first area of ​​the Nine Realms as the starting point." Wood Placker continued to talk about procedural justice: "Every inch of the territory we are in still belongs to human civilization represented by the United Nations. To explain it more broadly, I use the philosopher In the name of the foundation, I want to inform you that you are still standing on the soil of HK."

"Unlike what your father, your boss, and your teacher said to you, they may have told you this, it seems that you can be lawless here and exercise your power unscrupulously, including these people here, none of you have Realize that."

"What are the moral values ​​of District 54? Is this district preparing to establish a nation? Has it finally saved enough money? Gathered together the weapons? Is it thinking about going public? Is it going to establish a supreme constitution that is independent of the nine realms? "

"You beasts, who are not satisfied that the public food is enough and want to cut off the flesh of the people to eat, are so shameless that you can say these words with righteousness."

Milly still wanted to argue for a reason, her tone became softer, but her attitude remained stubborn——

"-We never committed a crime! We didn't!"

Wood: "But you're shielding criminals, taking advantage of criminals, nurturing criminals."

Milly: "It's all explainable!"

Wood: "This is all unexplainable. You treat the sacred mission entrusted to you by the BOSS as a business."

Milly: "There is no conflict! There is no conflict between pursuing personal happiness and benefiting mankind!"

Wood: "You talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but where do these irrefutable facts point to? Ms. Milly, your gun is aimed at ordinary people, but you are arrogant to Chen Jingwen's son. So what about other cases? Other bloody debts What? By the time we found a cockroach in the house it was already too late."

Milly: "No! This is wrong! You are trying to survive in this wasteland! In this barbaric environment, who can you reason with?! People live just to eat! What if?"

"I want to tell you something, and Ms. Milly reminded me. Otherwise, I'm afraid all the distinguished guests will die with their eyes closed, and they will always hold back their resentment, which will turn into a spiritual disaster." Mr. Wood Plunk looked solemn, his face It’s all a pity.

He came to the center of the hall, talked about the matter with dozens of people present, and asked the war king to come with him.

"This young man is no longer young. The best period of her life, from the age of twenty-one to thirty, was spent in the mud of flesh and blood and the sound of gunfire. Maybe you don't realize this, you They don’t realize at all how the order of District 54 and even the entire underground world is maintained.”

"The panacea is a wonderful thing, but it also has a disadvantage. After receiving treatment, we always seem to feel that if there are no scars, the injuries will not hurt anymore - it means that the memory is not long at all."

"Look at her, there seems to be no scar on her body now, she is just like a well-dressed and well-fed young girl, hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

Wood smiled awkwardly.

"But she is already thirty years old, who can tell? Counting from the time she came to the Nine Realms, she has fought for eight years. As the commander of the car, as the teacher of Galahad, as the proud I don’t remember how long I have been working at the think tank of Hen Mingde – these scars have disappeared, but that doesn’t mean they never existed.”

"My fellow human beings, as long as you still have a little bit of humanity, think about it carefully. Don't think of yourself as animals. Think about it carefully. Why can humans, as a large family, survive to this day, have the courage to go to heaven and earth, and have the ability to move things? Reclamation of mountains and seas.”

"We are a social animal, a social creature that knows how to help each other. As early as 10,000 years ago, there are fossils of humans helping their companions to treat thigh fractures as evidence - this behavior is even better than words, Language is much more important.”

"How much did the nameless family sacrifice? In exchange for the prosperity and stability of various regions, they could have been greedy for pleasure, and they could have continued to go to the mortal world with generous treatment to start retiring in advance. No matter how poor they were, they could still open a class to earn some money Tuition fees, just find a school or a job in the Senate, there are too many escape routes, there are too many choices, why bother to go into the dragon's den and the tiger's den? Why fight to the end with the Vita brand?"

"We regard those who sacrificed their small family for everyone in history as heroes, and we regard those who sacrificed everyone for their small family as thieves and corrupt officials."

"We are human beings. We are human beings."

Wood Placker took a deep breath and looked at these thirty or forty people, seeming to be really angry.

"Milly, how shameless do you have to be to say these words to the King of War with confidence? How selfish and greedy are you? To face a sister who has just lost a loved one, call her a devil and call her a murderer. The executioner of your family. Say this is a humanitarian disaster?"

“What is a humanitarian disaster?”

"Six years ago, in the Sun Castle, right here, in the gathering center of the war group, the crazy demons and monsters of the Holy Butterfly Cult kicked the law enforcer's head like a ball. All the human tragedies that happened in front of this square - this is humanity. Disaster of doctrine!”

"Six years later, you can still protect criminals with peace of mind. You act like a messenger of justice. You seem to have become the successor of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult and do the same thing as them - this is a humanitarian disaster!"

"Every person who works hard, every person who builds the city, countless more than 700,000, close to 800,000 people - all living beings live under this set of terrifying rules."

"You are right when you say that this is political wisdom, but this is general rhetoric."

Wood waggled his fingers and shook his head.

"No, no, no, that's not right."

"Tools and rules are used to make people happy, not to enslave them."

"The right of interpretation should not be like this, there is a good example."

He took out his notebook and told the frightened people about Nisha's family.

"I have Nisha's suicide note in my hand. This girl was killed by Chen Jingwen's son. This suicide note has nothing to do with this case. It was left by her before she came to Lieyang Castle - she firmly believed that the goddess of luck favors the brave."

"She said so."

"The officers and soldiers of Lieyang Fort are all dead. They will turn into Morpho butterflies. My parents and I agreed that we will go to this place to serve as militiamen."

"Who says women are inferior to men? Sister Glory is a very good role model."

"I have saved more than 4,200 yuan, 1,200 yuan for my mother, and 2,000 yuan for my father. If my clothes can be found in the dormitory, they will be given to welfare together with the remaining 1,000 yuan. Go to the hospital. There are many, many children in need of help there.”

"If I die in Suncastle, I can go to the Hall of Valor, be with Mr. Fantastic's comrades, and maybe find the boy I want."

"Mom and Dad, don't worry about me. There are so many dangerous places in the world, and someone has to explore them. That's the VIP's job. It's the same for me, I will become a Morpho butterfly."

Wood Placker closed the notebook and after reading the suicide note, he looked gloomy and gritted his teeth.

"Our BOSS seems unable to send blessings here. Its capabilities are limited. In this land far away from the Nine Realms, the goddess of luck will not favor the warriors - this is very realistic."

"Ms. Milly, no matter how eloquent you are, how you turn black into white, and no matter how you quibble, you can't escape punishment. You are dead. You demons have failed countless Nyssas."

"What if I must ask about the cause of death?"

Wood Placker's eyes were filled with the fire of soul power.

"It's just that Anonymous chopped off the heads of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. Later, you didn't have a chance to negotiate business with the cultists. You sat down at the dining table and wore a suit and tie. You thought you could eat legal human flesh and took you back to ten years ago. Bringing it back twenty years ago, it was also the man-eating devil who killed the compatriots in the turbulent era. Animals are animals. What is needed to slaughter animals is a quarantine certificate and a method to prevent the spread of the Vita brand - no trial is required. .”

"Can't you understand such a simple truth?"

A string of kites flew into the sky. They were proteins and fats that had almost melted after being roasted and sterilized at high temperatures.

The fireball transformed by Mads swallowed up every black spot, and the sun became even hotter.

Woodpluck hugged his knees and crossed his legs as he sat in front of the defense center gate, wearing sunglasses and watching everything. Wait until everything is settled.

Chen Shougong and a group of officers and soldiers finished their dirty work. They didn't know what to do next and stared at Mr. Plaque blankly.

Wood waved his hand: "You go to the barracks to clean up, and Qingjin will come to check on you soon. If you confess, you will be lenient. If you go to jail, you will be jailed. If you resist, you will be strict. Prepare for the funeral."

"You have the order!" Chen Shougong was very conscious. He knew that he, a little gangster, would not be punished with death. He took the Golden Pavilion and the Silver Pavilion to the barracks to prepare a pair of confessions. Faced with Qingjin's review, they had no chance to lie. Evidence, if you dare to be clever, you will probably be punished with death.

When everyone left, the defense center became empty.

Glory sat down next to Mr. Wood and finally had a chance to talk about personal matters.

"Why waste your time with these scum? I rarely reason with ogres."

Wood: "Not for them, War King."

Glory: "Tell it to yourself?"

Wood: "Always tell it to your children and tell it to yourself."

Glory: "It's so complicated."

Wood: "There are always people who will stand up and question you - but you are a violent organization and a weapon of the BOSS. This is strange, isn't it?"

Glory: "I'm used to it."

Wood: "There are always people complaining about this and that, and some complaining about the ogres. I often go to the grassroots to work, and I have met many, many such people - they say that the previous customers are gone, and they work hard to make money. Too slow. If you don’t speak clearly, you will be in a lot of trouble.”

Glory: "Then I can only say, thank you for your hard work."

You must know that this part of ideological transformation is the most difficult. For Xueming and Glory, it is easy to kill an old thing, but it is too troublesome to build a new one.

These six years are too short. Transportation Department personnel represented by Wood Plunk have to travel around to complete the post-disaster reconstruction work in various cities. Black Snake and White Snake also participated in these tasks before. They were once criminals. It is necessary to constantly visit the families of those involved to soothe the pain of these family members.

Wood Placker's ability in internal affairs is extremely strong. If he is given a city without crazy butterflies, he can always plan a relatively complete blueprint, combine it with the environment to treat the disease and prescribe medicine, and transform the city from top to bottom.

"I planned your career path. Are you satisfied with it?" When Wood Plaque talked about this matter, he felt a little embarrassed. It was obvious that this VIP was cautious.

"Don't talk in riddles, I don't understand." Glory replied.

Wood took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to War King.

"Originally, you were not qualified to participate in Jason Megan's VIP trial. I talked about this with BOSS. I think you have great potential. The think tank has been paying attention to you - but huge energy also means extremely strong Destructive.”

"It was a very critical moment at that time. The harvest ceremony was about to begin. We needed violence to fight against the dragons and tigers in the underground world at Platform Zero. So a group of people from the think tank and I decided to make a new set for the Senate. Top-level design. When it comes to you, it includes the code name of the gunsmith and a series of subsequent things."

"In other words, I am manipulating your life. I wanted to confess to you at that time, but I didn't dare. Your destructive power is too strong. If you say it directly, you must have a grudge against me."

"Including the marriage between Xiaoqi and me?" Glory asked in a calm tone as she took the cigarette.

Wood: "This is unexpected. I didn't expect that you would actually reach the end. The most unreliable and difficult-to-control thing in the world is love. I have never been involved in this matter. It was the red thread pulled by BOSS for you." , I don’t have the ability.”

Glory: "That's not a big deal, you're too out of touch."

Although he said this, Jiang Xueming could hardly feel the presence of Wood Plunk in his life.

During Anonymous's combat career, most tasks were directly issued by the BOSS to the War King and the Gunsmith. She never questioned the BOSS's decision. Wood Plunk was more like a suspicious, cautious to a bit scary person.

"This time I take back the name Gunsmith, which directly kills your authority in Anonymous." Wood Plunk said: "Will you hold a grudge against this matter?"

"Give me a day off?" Glory asked.

Wood: "For next year's autumn harvest, I have to go to Shambhala to hunt down the immortals. If you don't want to become a blood donor, you will get old soon. Once a person gets old, the aging and corrupt body essence will It starts to affect the spirit.”

In addition to these reasons, the death of the Gunsmith also weakened the close ties between the Chapter and the Nameless Ones. By doing this, Wood Plunk increased the BOSS's influence in disguise, allowing Ao Mingde to return to the absolute core position.

Including the gunsmith's family, Jiang Xueming's children will not be arrogant and will not receive special care from the war group - their father has become a tomb, and human nature is profit-seeking - there is a saying I'm afraid that the leader won't be interested, saying that the gunsmith can resist the temptation, but what about Jiang Bai? Where is Jiang Zhengyang?

Once the gunsmith falls, those young people who seek help from the unknown will immediately lose interest and no longer want to have anything to do with the mortal enemy in the eyes of the crazy butterfly remnant.

To use a wonderful metaphor, it's like hearing a debt collection call from a relative or friend. You can't even hide from it, let alone pay a visit. The Jiang family, who had lost power, was able to achieve a clean state and no longer be involved in the complicated entanglements and struggles of various senate houses.

This was not a decision made by Wood Placker alone. Together with BOSS and think tanks, as well as many people from the Philosopher Foundation, taking into account the gunsmith's personal wishes, the complex policy was finally formulated and expressed on the surface. , that is, [Remix·Remix].

Anonymous is managed by Downing and Hasband, who can still ensure its normal operation.

This family can return to a normal life rhythm from now on, which is what Jiang Xueming has been discussing with BOSS. He hopes that he can live an ordinary life, including that the children should also have their own lives and have more choices. They might be able to live under the real sun, not in his shadow.

"You don't bear any grudge against me?" Woodpluck asked.

Glory: "A little bit."

Woodpluck: "Which point?"

Glory: "Xiao Qi said that when you got married, you didn't have enough red envelopes."

Wood: "Huh?"

Glory: "Uncle Fugui gave me eight thousand and eight thousand, but you only gave me eight thousand."

Wood was so angry that he said, "This bastard discussed with me in private! If he gave me eight thousand, I would give him eight thousand! How could he change his mind at the last minute!"

Glory said with a smile: "It seems that Uncle Fugui is more naughty."

"Hey! Damn it!" Wood didn't know what to say. He knew that Glory was joking and wanted to brush this topic off, but he felt a little guilty in his heart - not to mention BOSS, the Transportation Department where he worked already owed a debt to Anonymous. Too much too much. Without these violent mechanisms, how could we kick open the door of Platform Zero and turn hell back into the human world?

Glory: "Are you okay?"

"It's all small things." Wood Plunk didn't mean to leave: "It's all small things. I was still providing technical guidance to the farmers this morning, and I was going to Westbrook for a meeting in the evening to discuss the floating dock and shipyard. We have to entrust the old Khan to mark the waterway. Tomorrow should be about dealing with the workshops in the old factory area, and setting production standards for family-based handicraft workshops."

Glory: "Yes, I was outside the Oolong Walled City and saw many children helping the family with work, and there were also little brothers aged fourteen or fifteen who were spray painting. This is not good. You have to tell them how to protect themselves. In this way Their bodies can’t bear it if they go down there.”

Woodpluck: "This is what I'm good at, don't worry."

Glory asked again: "Is everything okay?"

"My mission today is to chat with you. I'm afraid you have inner demons." Wood Plunk opened the skylight and spoke frankly.

Glory smiled and said: "What kind of inner demons can I have? Hahaha"

"Shambhala is the last stop, I promise you." Wood Plaque whispered: "But this level will be difficult, and the sea and sky will be brighter after crossing it."

"Those of you who work in the Politburo and the Transportation Department, I won't believe any bullshit you say. Hahahahahaha!" Glory laughed heartily: "A few years ago, you told me that as long as you beat me After finishing Johnny, the sea and the sky will be brighter from now on. Later, he told me that the sea and the sky will be brighter if we capture the Eurasian Continental Bridge. Then we fought all the way to the north. He also told me that if we drive the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult into the no-man's land, the sea and the sky will be brighter. I wonder if this is a replica of the underworld rock concert. How many times has Beyond held the underworld concert, and why is it always the same song? Hahahahaha! I am not a child anymore."

Wood finally couldn't stand it any longer——

"——No, please listen to my explanation."

Glory followed Pulak's example, hugging her knees and sitting freely.

"You should continue to control my life. I think it's good. You can continue farming and I will continue killing enemies. There is nothing to explain. Leave the enemies you can't handle to me, and leave the things I can't handle to you. , I believe in BOSS’s judgment, there is no devil in the world that cannot be killed - this is not a struggle of one or two years, nor is it a task that can be completed in more than ten years.”

"The entire human history revolves around land and fighting each other around power. It is a history of cannibalism. We must always be vigilant and prepared."

"You said you wanted to chat with me. What were you talking about? Teacher Wood"

Glory waved her hand and stood up to leave.

"I'm going to talk to you about the nine ways to kill crazy butterflies? You're going to talk to me about the nine variables that affect production conditions due to air humidity? Why don't you tell me about how to drink chocolate milk? You've also talked about this. After all, , I think you have something to do, you should be very busy, you have to get busy and let people live happily - it is for this purpose that I fight desperately."

"Okay." Wood Plaque was a little confused for a moment, watching the King of War walk further and further away.

At this time, Elena stumbled and followed.

"Mom! Mom! Where are you going?"

Gloria pushed the girl back, but at first she couldn't push her back, and Elena tried to fight against her.

Later, the War King put his arms around Elena, grabbed the little girl's arm, and brought her back to Pluk.

"Come! Let this gentleman control your life and change your destiny."

Elena was stunned: "Huh?"

Saying goodbye to the "daughter" she picked up, Glory returned to the car.

Elena shouted: "Gun! Oh my god! Your gun!"

FNX-45 is still in Elena's hand, and War King seems to have forgotten to take it.

"Give it to you!" Glory rolled down the window: "I have something better!"

Elena shouted dumbfounded: "How should I find you! Oh my God! I have to fulfill my filial piety!"

Wood Placker and Elena said: "You can go to Anonymous to find her, but she should be very busy and doesn't usually see visitors."

Elena then turned around and looked at the blond uncle.

"Hey, I finally found a thigh to hold her in! She is my savior! Uncle."

Woodpluck looked up at the sign of the Gold Bug Defense Center——

"——How many girls are there like you?"

"Uh" Elena said thoughtfully: "More than three hundred? I'm not sure."

Wood looked at Elena's body and the structure of this body: "Stay here, I will find a suitable teacher to train you."

Elena: "Train us?"

"You will no longer be the princesses of Valhalla Palace." Wood Plunk said: "Mr. Fantastic's war group exists in name only, and District 54 needs a new armed force - if you want to meet the War King often , become a proud and ruthless little angel."

Just as Glory rushed to the storage location of the second secret letter.

Haspen Madison, who was far away in Fangfeng Settlement, received the order from BOSS.

This gunsmith's disciple is going to form a new war group in the 54th District. Hasben can't muster much enthusiasm. You must know that due to the death of the gunsmith, all the changes that have happened between the Nameless Doe and the war group have made it difficult for him to do so. He saw clearly the warmth and coldness of the world.

The funeral of the gunsmith teacher has not yet been held. How many people are watching indifferently, and how many people are asking for help. These specific behaviors reflect the strangeness of human nature.

"BOSS, I don't think I'm suitable to be a teacher. I'm an anonymous field worker, and my relationship with the regiment is only in the life of serving in the Ranger Regiment."

Hasband is a little embarrassed when he talks about these things.

BOSS: "Bring female soldiers."

Hasband: "That won't work either."

BOSS: "They are all female fans of the King of War."

Hasband: "This is different, BOSS"

BOSS: "I sent the photo. You have been to Huangniu Town, Bailong County and Qingshui Bay. Your father is a heinous bastard. You can overcome the curse of blood. I believe in your ability. These girls need A role model, a good role model to get out of the mud, you can teach them and give them the power to turn their destiny around."

Hasband: "What kind of photo? Bloodline or Bloodline, wait a minute."

BOSS: "Huh?"

The train whistle was already ringing on the other end of Hasband's phone.

"I'm already in the car, which leader should I ask to sign?"

Foianini squatted on dry land, not far from the riverbank.

Billy is observing the pollution levels of water bodies with his good brothers.

"I'm obviously here to support my wife, why..." Foianini didn't understand: "Why do I have to stay in this hellish place for two months? Working with these reform-through-labor prisoners?"

"Everyone has been killed. We have to stay and help." Billy put on a pair of glasses and looked polite. His clerical work these days has made his eyesight worse. "Don't talk, just focus on it." Feelings.”

Foianini scratched his head and saw the culprit running over in prison clothes.

The horse-faced monkey approached Foianini, put down the burden of materials for rebuilding the waterway, and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey! Leader! Is your car still there? I want to touch it! Is it okay to touch it? Just touch it! That is the most comfortable steering wheel I have ever touched!"

Foianini gritted his teeth, but could not hit anyone.

"Hold!"