Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 750: Surprise

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

　　 Under the street lamp that had been smashed long ago, the homeless people in the cardboard box poked their heads out of the alley and looked around. The sound of anger and scolding came from a distance, as well as the cry of children.

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

　　 Soon, except for the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, there was only the sound of drunk people vomiting...

　　 can't say happiness and beauty, but for some reason, Huai Shi finally relaxes, as if returning to reality from an erratic bubble, feeling the familiar gravity.

　　 He closed his eyes and sighed silently.

　　 "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 poem is 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: "Would you not be able to live anymore?"

　　 "...Isn't it possible?"

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

　　 Huaishi couldn't help but want to roll his 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, eh, 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, what about you?"

　　 Huaishi didn't expect that he would be defeated by 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 then I thought it was good to be a teacher. Seeing the students grow, I feel like I also grew back then..."

　　 Huai Shi hasn’t yet, when he sees Ueno’s sudden and open-mouthed expression, he frowns: "If you dare to say ‘I’m the same’, I’ll throw you out of here."

　　 "I also...cough cough cough."

　　 I got stuck in Ueno talking, thinking for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Then I will be a physical education teacher, right?"

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

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

　　 Huaishi couldn't help but want to cover his face.

　　 What misunderstanding do you have about 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's always a good thing? However, I don't think it is necessary to think so long...Anyway, a rice ball only costs 30 yuan, so it's a big deal to work hard. Slightly.

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

　　 He thought for a while, and said confidently: "My old mother taught me: Today’s things are done today, and tomorrow’s things, I will talk about it tomorrow! Why do you think about so many useless eggs?"

　　 "……"

　　 In silence, Huai Shi looked up at him in amazement, 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 dazed expression:

　　 "Did I say something wrong, boss?"

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

　　 Huaishi 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 held a bowl of instant noodles and sighed at Yuechang.

　　 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 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 horse-mian man shook his head, held up the bowl of instant noodles, and held the soft horse-faced mask with one hand, and poured the soup and noodles into the hole in 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, and after pressing it twice, it 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...the place where the old colleague meets, isn't it just that way? 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.

　　 Just like this, he fell to the ground behind him.

In mid-air, he flipped his body flexibly, shook his horse's face, and whirled in the blowing wind, turning back and turning for two and a half times, 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.

　　 fell from the sky!

　　 Amidst the loud noise, the uninvited guest broke into the ceiling light and dropped to the ground with a hurricane, but a wisp of dust was never raised.

　　 "Yeah-perfect score!"

　　 Under the pale light, 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 equipment that shouldn’t be there at all. The dense monitoring screens show images of various key areas in Kyoto, but more of them are inside the inner circle of Tamba. Scene.

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

　　 But the surrounding walls are covered with a dazzling array of weapons, including piles of boxes, even including alchemical 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 table 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, and he picked up a piece of information and saw the intelligence analysis about ‘Juntian White Fox’. Another copy was the change of Luming Pavilion’s position.

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

　　 and finally...

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

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

　　 At that moment, the cold barrel of the gun hit the back of his head.

　　The long-lost frivolous voice sounded from behind.

　　 "Do you miss me? Mr. Centaur." In the darkness where the lamp could not shine, the once ace assassin of the 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 you found out that you wanted to escape from the nursing home in Shambhala." 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 me to eat until my birthday next year."

　　 Tony smiled: "What do you plan to do after the birthday is over? A bang, a 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 you come.

　　 "I have to say that your colleagues and your family care about you." Tony sighed, "In order to avoid any 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 whistled: "As long as the company is willing to give more comforts."

　　 "I don't think it's okay."

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

　　 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 light bulb above his head burst silently, engulfing everything in the darkness.

　　 Immediately afterwards, gunshots 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 is a horse face with frost, and the other is an Ultraman mask that seems to be bought at random from the street.

　　 "Ace?"

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

　　 "I, this is Zuo Fei, you know a giant of light!"

　　 Liu Dongli yelled: "Eat my Otto Kick!"

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

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

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

　　 "You don't understand this, everything can be kicked, and rpg can also be kicked, why can't bullets be counted as flying kicks?"

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 backed away, avoided the dagger that pierced the horse's face, suddenly abandoned the knife, the extreme cold and blizzard in his palm sprayed out, turned into a sharp long knife, and chopped.

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 exploded in front of his eyes.

　　 He didn't even close his eyes in time.

　　 Then again, punch.

　　 across the horse face mask, smashed on his face, making him stagger and back, but there was no way to go behind him, and he was forced to the corner of the wall.

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

　　 Immediately afterwards, the dark barrel of the gun 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 to be out of focus.

　　 Finally, it suddenly dawned on me.

　　 "...The time axis is misaligned?"

　　 He asked in a cold voice, "How many times have you jumped, Liu Dongli?"

　　 As if he knew that he was going to ask this question, that face showed a mocking smile: "It has nothing to do with you~www.wuxiaspot.com~Tony. What 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 cause the senses and body time to be 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 foreknowledge.

　　 is a harbinger of collapse.

　　 It would be better to say that after more than seventeen jumps, Liu Dongli has not collapsed yet, which 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, his body convulsed involuntarily, and he quickly lost all his strength.

　　 "Aha, anesthesia bomb, are you surprised?"