Apocalyptic Forecast

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On the way back, Huai Shi sat in the car and watched the dazzling neon fade away and walked into the more familiar dim neighborhood.

Under the already smashed street lamp, the homeless people in the cardboard box poked their heads out of the alley and looked around. From afar, there were sounds of anger and scolding, as well as the cry of children.

With the sound of iron scraping, the closed grocery store lowered the gate.

Soon, apart from the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, there was only the sound of drunk people vomiting...

I can't say happiness and beauty, but I don't know why, but Huai Shi finally relaxes, as if returning to reality from an erratic bubble, feeling the familiar gravity.

He closed his eyes and sighed silently.

"The boss seems to be in a bad mood." Ueno, who was driving, suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Huai Shi asked: "Why do you say that? Is my expression so obvious?"

Ueno thought for a long time, patted his head, and shook his head: "I don't know, I feel..."

Huai Shi was speechless. Is this the keen intuition of single-celled organisms? It is really admirable.

He thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Ueno, if one day, you can stop doing it, what do you want to do?"

"Huh?" Ueno didn't understand at all.

"I mean... what are you going to do if you don't do it?"

Ueno's eyes widened, in disbelief: "Why don't you live anymore?"

"...Isn't it?"

"Boss, although I am embarrassed to say that, I don't even know how to use a calculator." Ueno said seriously, "If you have a tattoo, the people in the convenience store don't want me. Besides, the temper is so bad, just in case. What if I hurt a guest?"

Huai Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"...Well, we don't talk about the actual conditions, I just want to know: If you are given the opportunity to choose whatever you want, what do you want to do? For example, dreams or something."

"I haven't thought about it, that kind of thing is too complicated, right?" Ueno thought for a long time, then suddenly looked back, his eyes widened, full of curiosity: "Boss, you?"

Huai Shi did not expect that he would be turned against the general.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but shrug.

"To be honest, I wanted to be an artist before, um, the kind of music playing, but later I thought it was good to be a teacher. Seeing the students grow, I feel like I also grew back then..."

Before Huai Shi, she frowned when she saw Ueno's sudden and open expression: "If you dare to say ‘I’m the same’, I’ll throw you out of here."

"I also...cough cough cough."

Halfway through Ueno's words, I got stuck. After thinking about it for a long time, he asked tentatively: "Then I will be a physical education teacher, right?"

"What to teach?" Huai Shi sighed: "Teach the children to use a knife to grab the ground and kill people?"

"...Can't it?" Ueno's eyes widened in disbelief.

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to cover her face.

What is your misunderstanding about the school? Which ordinary school in the world will teach students this kind of thing...

"Ah, it always feels complicated."

Ueno smiled awkwardly: "If you can live happily without doing it, it is always a good thing? However, I don't think it is necessary to think so long...Anyway, a rice ball only costs 30 yuan, it's a big deal to work hard. Slightly.

As long as people live, there is always a way. "

He thought for a moment, and said confidently: "What my old lady taught me: I'll do today's things today, and tomorrow's things, I'll talk about them tomorrow! Why do you think about so many useless things?"

"..."

In the silence, Huai Shi looked up at him in astonishment, as if she had met him for the first time, dumbfounded. After a long time, I couldn't help but laughed, leaning forward and backward, very happy.

Ueno looked in the rearview mirror with a blank face:

"Did I say something wrong, boss?"

"No, Lingtang is really a wise man, Ueno."

Huai Shi patted him on the shoulder and laughed happily: "This is really the most reasonable sentence I've heard tonight!"

"Huh? Is that true?"

"Of course, I'm going to drink tonight, do you want to be together?"

"Good, good."

.

.

"Ah, I really want to drink, I want to eat sushi and sashimi, curry rice, tonkatsu, I want to eat peony hot pot, I want to eat ramen, and tempura... I want hot springs, horse-killing chicken, and bubble bath. ..."

Under the miserable moonlight, Tony sighed at Yuechang holding a bowl of instant noodles.

The soft horse-faced mask fluttered in the wind, and the abstract face against it became more and more sad.

"Why is it like this? It's obviously rare to come to Yingzhou for a business trip..."

In the bleak wind, he sighed sadly: "Is this the only way to work overtime in life, or is it always the case?"

No one responded.

Only the Mamian man shook his head, raised the bowl of instant noodles, and then held the soft horse-faced mask with one hand, and poured the soup and noodles into the big mouth.

After a hollow sound like filling a kettle, the sound of chewing sounded.

Finally, there was a hiccup.

Dinner is over like this, maybe even with supper and tomorrow's breakfast.

The sad Astronomy Club animal put the lighter into the horse's mouth, pressed it twice, and sprayed two wisps of blue smoke from its nostrils, and looked up under the roof.

In the silent night, the gray warehouse was silent in the darkness.

"By the way... Isn't the place where the old colleague meets so much? It's downgraded, brother."

Tony muttered to himself, stepping forward, stepping on the edge of the floor, and looking down at the drop below the roof. After determining the height, he turned around, spread his arms, and jumped up suddenly.

In this way, he fell towards the ground behind him.

In mid-air, he flipped his body flexibly, shook his horse's face, and whirled in the wind, turning back for two and a half weeks, then turning for two and a half times, and then spinning like a small top in a rapid fall. One thousand and eighty degrees, after crossing an exaggerated arc, finally smashed the fragile ceiling of the warehouse.

Falling from the sky!

In the loud noise, the light after the uninvited guest broke into the ceiling, brought a hurricane to the ground, but never a ray of dust was raised.

"Yeah-full marks!"

Under the pale light shining, Tony slowly got up, stroked the horsehair on the back of his head, held the gun in both hands, pointed it at the sides, and looked around.

"Hello? Is Mr. Phoenix at home?"

In the silence, no one responded.

But Tony did not relax his vigilance at all, searching every place in the warehouse step by step.

The warehouse, which should have been abandoned for many years, is full of various equipment that shouldn’t be there at all. The dense monitoring screens show images of various key areas in Kyoto, but more are inside the inner circle of Tamba. Scene.

With the operation of the retrieval program, the servers immersed in the huge water tank continuously emit high heat and dull hum.

But the surrounding walls are covered with a dazzling array of weapons, including piles of boxes, even alchemy explosives enough to send an entire stadium to the sky, and shoulder-mounted rocket launchers that shouldn't be in the city at all.

The deepest desk is piled up with countless complicated files, materials and records, and on the wall, there is a huge map of Kyoto, densely packed, all with different marks.

Tony approached step by step, copying up a piece of information, and then he saw the intelligence analysis about'Juntian White Fox', and then copying another copy was the change of Luming Hall's position.

And then, there are the records of the foreign operations of the Emperor’s ‘Za’, as well as the information of important figures in the shogunate under the general’s command, and the monthly briefing published by the Yingzhou Municipal Bureau...

And finally...

Under countless materials and records, a resume marked with "Top Secret".

Under the logo of the original dark legion, in the photo, the man with the horse-faced mask stared blankly at himself outside the photo.

It was at that moment that the cold barrel of the gun hit the back of his head.

The long-lost frivolous voice sounded from behind.

"Miss me? Mr. Centaur." In the darkness where the lamp could not shine, the ace assassin of the original dark legion ‘Phoenix’ greeted him.

Tony's movements stopped in place, seemingly stiff:

"trap?"

"Ha, who knows?" Phoenix asked nonchalantly, "How long have you been looking for me?"

"About half a month? Well, it started when the nursing home in Shambhala found out that you wanted to escape." Tony reminded warmly: "The medicine can't be stopped, Liu Dongli."

"Don't worry, I grabbed a lot of money before I left, enough for my birthday next year."

Tony smiled: "Then what do you plan to do after the birthday is over? A bang explosion turned into an existing source of pollution?"

"Thank you for your care. I will find a good place with beautiful scenery in advance to dig a hole and bury myself. Please remember to offer me flowers when that time comes."

"I have to say that your colleagues and your family care about you." Tony sighed: "In order to avoid a bit of unpleasant friction, can you please go back to the picturesque nursing home?"

"Ah, rest assured, I have confidence in you-my colleagues are generous, my family understands things, this world is so beautiful, even without me, everyone can live in harmony."

Behind him, Liu Dongli blew a whistle: "As long as the company is willing to give more compassion."

"I don't think so."

Tony once again persuaded: "Go back with me, Liu Dongli, many people are looking for you. Others may not be as reasonable as me."

"It makes sense with a gun?"

"I just brought a gun just because I wanted to be reasonable."

Tony reminded: "If you run away, why go to grab the deep vault of the Technical Department? Now, the overhead floors of the Administration Bureau, the Pollution Management Center of the Survival Institute, and the Law Office of the Technical Department are all looking for you... Some want to die, some want to live, and some want to be half dead."

"Sounds hard to adjust."

"Who said no?" Tony shrugged helplessly. "So, do you want to consider my-suggestion!"

At that moment, a loud noise broke out, and the entire warehouse suddenly shook.

The bleak frost spread from Tony's body, and as the eternal frost wind swept through, everything around him was frozen in a huge and solid block of ice.

Including Liu Dongli behind him.

But when he looked back, he saw that the ice behind him was empty and there was no trace of anyone.

Only the bulb above his head broke silently, engulfing everything in the darkness.

Then, gunfire burst out.

The melted alchemy bullets turned into hot light in the barrel, crisscrossing from the open darkness, leaving behind a torn light.

Sparks flew.

Following the close-knit figure, the two daggers collided in one place, illuminating two completely different faces in a flash.

One was a horse face with frost, and the other was an Ultraman mask that seemed to be bought randomly from the street.

"Ace?"

In the fierce fight, Tony was amused: "Your hobby is really unpopular."

"Lao Tzu, this is Zuo Fei, you know a fart giant of light!"

Liu Dongli yelled: "Eat my Otto Fei Kick!"

But instead of the sound of flying kicks in the dark, there was a bright light of bullets shining from behind Tony.

There was a sharp bang, and the burning bullet flew under the block of the saber.

Tony scolded: "Which the **** is this kicking?"

"You don't understand, right? Everything can be kicked, and RPG can also be kicked. Why can't bullets be considered a kick?"

Liu Dongli pressed forward step by step, as if he had already foreseen all his methods, and perfectly passed all Tony's counterattacks. Using a dagger and the cursed bullet in the pistol, he completely suppressed the Tier 3 Frost Giant. Up!

Tony stepped back, avoiding the dagger that pierced the horse's face, and abruptly abandoned the knife. The extreme cold and blizzard in his palm sprayed out, turning into a sharp long knife, slashing.

empty!

When he wanted to take off the flash bomb behind him, he heard a clear sound from the flash bomb.

Then the dazzling light burst out in front of his eyes.

He didn't even have time to close his eyes.

Then again, punch.

The mask across the horse face smashed on his face, causing him to stagger and retreat, but there was no way to retreat behind him, and he was forced to a corner.

The cracked dagger pierced his palm in an instant, nailing him to the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the dark barrel of the gun pressed against his forehead.

"do not move."

Liu Dongli warned indifferently: "This time, I won't be merciful, people."

In the silence, Tony gasped in a low voice, staring at the long-lost face through the dim dim light on the server, and his eyes that seemed out of focus.

Finally, it suddenly dawned on me.

"...Time axis misalignment?"

He asked coldly, "How many times have you jumped, Liu Dongli?"

As if he had known that he was going to ask, that face showed a mocking smile: "It has nothing to do with you, Tony. Why do you ask the same question every time?"

"You should be aware of the consequences of time jumping. Without the cooperation of the main frame of the Rainbow Bridge, the time misalignment between perception and body will become more and more serious..."

Unstable time jumps will produce errors, tear the soul and consciousness, and make the senses and body time misaligned.

The body is active at this moment, but the consciousness has drifted into the future uncontrollably.

This is not a good thing that brings prediction.

It is a harbinger of collapse.

Rather, after more than seventeen jumps ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Liu Dongli has not collapsed until now, it is truly unexpected.

Even an illegal jump should tear his soul apart and cause self-destruction.

It is a miracle that he can live till now.

"How did you do it?" Tony asked incredulously.

"Of course this is... a secret."

Liu Dongli finally smiled at him and pulled the trigger.

Tony's eyes went dark, and his body twitched involuntarily, quickly losing all his strength.

"Aha, narcotic bombs, are you surprised?"

Accompanied by a pleasant whistle, the smiling face receded and disappeared into the darkness before her eyes.

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