Apocalyptic Forecast

In the silent night, the Empire State Building in the distance was glowing with neon lights.

　　 In the co-pilot, Huai Shi opened his eyes and took a look.

"what time is it?"

"At half past eleven."

　　 Ueno said, "Boss, do you want to take a break?"

　　 "No, just lie down."

　　 Huaishi shook his head. After all, he was a sublimator, and it would be fine if he stayed up for a few nights without sleeping. The rest just now was just for the sake of caution, just for the habit of nurturing the spirit before the war.

　　 Since becoming a sublimator to the present, so long has passed, and after so many battles, he has no iron king in his heart.

　　 If it were Huai Shi, it should have been like this——

　　 But when he gave up the name of Huai Shi, as a hybrid in the inner circle of Tanba, he discovered the kind of helplessness that was vain and powerful but didn't know where to go.

　　 In a storm after another, he tried his best to climb to the current position, but he still couldn't help it.

　　 For hybrids, the world is covered by a heavy net, no matter how struggling, after escaping a heavy bondage, you will find that the narrow world in front of you is just a new cage.

　　 Sheng Tianmu tried hard, he failed, Qianba Ryuji tried hard, he gave up, Shencheng also tried in the future, and finally left in embarrassment...

　　 What about yourself?

　　 Will I repeat the same mistakes myself?

　　 He sighed silently and didn't speak any more.

　　 Ueno in the driver's seat flipped through the bag of the convenience store in his hand, holding the beer and didn't know whether to pass it. After a long time, he still didn't speak, and gently closed the bag and rolled down the window.

　　 A slightly cold night breeze blew from outside the window.

　　 Across a long distance, Huai Shi can still feel the restlessness and anxiety in the inner circle of Tanba. It is not an illusion or a guess, but a literal feeling, the sadness that comes from the miracle of the young man.

　　 Destiny is turbulent.

　　As a young man who supports the growth of the young and the ethnic group, this miracle endowed with divinity feels the depression of the inner circle of Tanba, overflowing with sadness and compassion.

　　 A cool night breeze blew out of the window, which made him gradually wake up from his thoughts, rubbed his face, and asked, "Is there any smoke?"

　　 "There is...ah, no more."

　　 Ueno touched his pocket for a long time, only to find an empty box.

　　 "Why don't you bring more?"

　　 Ueno was stunned for a long time, with a dazed expression: "Boss, don't you say that smoking is not good, do you want to smoke less, I will only bring half a box... or I will buy another pack?"

　　 "Forget it, I'd better smoke less..."

　　 Huai Shi waved her hand and laughed helplessly.

　　 "Is it daytime, boss?"

　　 Ueno still remembered what happened after leaving the hospital during the day. He sent Huai Shi to the place where the oil tanker exploded.

　　The burning house has not been completely extinguished.

　　 After hurriedly sprinkling a few splashes, the fire brigade and the TV reporter walked back and forth, and the spreading flames jumped on the charred building.

　　Yingzhou suffers from earthquakes, and the bungalows are mostly made of wood, and they burn very quickly.

　　 After a while, only a few pieces of coke with embers remained on a white background.

　　 Ueno was in the car at the time, only to see the paper boss getting out of the car and coming back for a while, and then his expression has been calm to this day, and sometimes he would be in a trance for a long time as if he was distracted.

"Ok?"

　　 Huaishi looked back in confusion, as if he hadn't heard what he had just said.

　　 "Is it a daytime thing?" Ueno asked, "During the day, the boss, after you went there... it's always like this when you come back."

　　 "You guy, are you really stupid?" Huai Shi shook his head and sighed.

　　 Ueno shrugged, "Because the boss always writes everything on his face."

　　 "……"

　　 Huaishi smiled bitterly, and after a long silence, she said: "During the day, I went there. To be honest, I just wanted to...help a little bit."

　　 The result did not help.

　　 After the fire spread, Huai Shi realized that she was alone and couldn't help anything.

　　 can only watch the fire spread in vain, burning out a dozen old houses, and the gray-haired old woman holding her immature child in the street crying silently.

　　 Those turbid tears fell into the ashes, dyeing a gray black on the cracked cement.

　　 The person who escaped in a hurry stood on the side of the street, looking blankly at the scene of his home being burnt down, but he was not afraid, his expression was dull and calm, as if nothing had been lost.

　　 Huaishi lowered her head and looked at the old man who could no longer cry.

　　 "I wanted to protect them, Ueno."

Huai Shi sighed silently: "I said to her, don’t be afraid, someone from the paper-loving team will come to help soon. At least we can help you find a place to live temporarily. With us, we will protect you. Those people will not Again, these things won't happen again... but there is no one who cares about me."

　　 Only the old man raised his hollow eyes, full of indifference and resentment.

　　 I lost my husband because of a weapon fight, I lost my son because of doping, and I lost my last home because of a sudden fire...

　　I was tortured by the sufferings of the inner circle of Tanbo for a long time. I was already numb, I was not used to it, and finally turned into an indispensable contempt.

　　 The old man looked at Huai Shi's face indifferently.

　　 Whenever Huai Shi closes her eyes, she can recall her muddy eyes and her hoarse words.

　　 "She asked me: What is the difference between you and them?"

　　 In the long silence, Huaishi closed her eyes tiredly, "I don't know how to answer her."

　　 are all jidao and scum, can it be different?

　　 Can't live in the sun, and can't live in a place where the sun can't shine.

　　 From beginning to end, weak and weak people can only endure pain, and everyone asks for it.

　　 For them, what is the difference between the alliance that dominates their own, the paper-loving amateur in front of them, their so-called compatriots, and the gangs outside of Tamba's inner circle?

　　 In the silence, Ueno looked at Huaishi in amazement, and couldn't help scratching his head.

　　 "You can't say that, right?"

　　 He thought for a long time, and said seriously, "In fact, there is a difference, I think it is very different, ah, that is... we... grass..."

　　 Those messy things, he couldn't understand at all in his head, and he was incoherent when he was in a hurry. In the end, he angrily hit his forehead with a hammer and gave up thinking.

　　 just said flatly: "At the very least, the boss is different from everyone else!"

　　 Huai Shi was amused: "It's just a little less protection fee. Anyone can do it, right?"

"Different."

　　 Ueno had been talking for a long time, and then he said again: "Before, I didn’t understand what you said to me, Boss. It’s Jidao and the mouse that fell into the sea...Seriously, I don’t understand it at all."

　　 He thought for a moment, and said seriously: "But even if the boats made by the rats, besides fighting other boats, it can keep more people alive, right?"

　　 If you are a paper boss, you can definitely do it!

　　 Ueno, almost blindly convinced of this.

　　 believes in everything he does even more than Huai Shi.

　　 Growing up in the inner circle of Tanba, even if it is a mixed breed, he can experience his own insignificance and humbleness, those ugly lifestyles, and this inherent sin.

　　 betrayal, fighting, fighting, plundering and deceiving.

　　 He has long been used to it.

　　 Until one day, a person fell from the sky, proving to him that everything can be different, even mixed breeds can hold their heads up and live in this world with dignity.

　　 is like a distant dream.

The fire was lit from the darkness.

　　 "It's not just me, all people in the paper group believe this." Ueno said confidently: "If someone says he doesn't believe what the boss said, then he must be lying!"

　　 After a long silence, Huaishi raised her head, looked at the subordinates beside her, and sighed in surprise: "Ueno, you fellow, unexpectedly able to speak well..."

　　 "Huh! Are you there?" Ueno's eyes widened in disbelief.

　　 "Yes." Huai Shi smiled and nodded seriously: "Maybe I really have a talent for being a teacher... I think at least the physical education teacher is fine!"

"Really?"

　　 Huaishi did not answer, but raised his hand and patted his shoulder vigorously.

　　 "Thank you, Ueno."

　　 He said, "Thank you for believing in me."

　　 So Ueno grinned, excited and happy, like a proud shark.

　　 In the distance, there was a wave of lights in the night, and the visitors in front sent out a predetermined signal.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the high-pitched horns burst out, one after another, spreading in the darkness, just like the siren of a giant steel wheel. The lights of the car are constantly on, converging into a sea of ​​lights, illuminating everything.

　　 "Let's go, Ueno."

　　 Huai Shi stared at the flying birds passing by in the sky.

　　 He said, "We are going to sail!"

　　.

　　.

　　 Fifteen minutes ago, in the silent parking lot, a loud declaration came.

　　 "The priest of Shimogamo Shrine said that I was a master of success. I don't believe it. I think it's a matter of life or death that I have to decide for myself!"

　　 The chairman of the Iron King Party, Omasa Mitsuaki wore a magnificent long knife, wandering among the arrays in front of him, preaching boldly.

　　Although these words always sound unlucky, but the Jidao who licks blood with the knife head don't care about this at all. They have already burned their eyes with the encouragement and reward from Shangfeng, and can't wait.

Right in front of him, it was the elites drawn from the Iron King party specifically for this surprise attack-a total of 141 people, more than ten sublimers, and the rest can be fierce with one enemy ten. Extremely.

　　 What's more, there are precious relics given from Luming Pavilion.

　　 As he clapped his hands, the subordinates behind him respectfully stepped forward and offered the heavy flagpoles in both hands.

　　 On the quaint flagpole, there are a bunch of ancient military flags rolled up. After so many years, it has turned yellow and covered with dry blood.

　　 When the flag surface was unfolded, the evil spirits hidden on the flag surface almost jumped out of the darkness, the ferocious aura spread out, and in an instant it turned into blood-red light, which fell on everyone's head.

　　Under the shadow of the elemental quality projection, everyone's face became savage and violent, like an army of evil spirits in the yellow spring, and Yin soldiers descended.

"This is the'Zhong Kui Horse Seal' handed down by Lord Tokugawa, Lord Bendo!" Omasa Mitsuaki laughed excitedly: "With the help of this banner, those **** are just native chickens and dogs, unbearable. one strike!

　　 "Tsushima-kun, I will grant it to you, and hope you will prosper! I also hope that you can help me calm the world like Lord Honda assisting Tokugawa!"

　　 "Surely live up to the chairman's trust!"

　　 Tsushima Daigo was delighted, and he held Zhong Kui's horse seal in both hands, cherishing and cherishing this powerful force.

　　 "Very well, with a fierce general like you Tsushima-kun, and a master like Mr. Hasegawa assisting in secret, this time you will definitely be able to succeed!"

　　 "I wish you all a good journey!"

　　 Omasa Mitsuaki grinned and grinned: "I'm here to wait for the kings and the heads of the old thief to return together!"

　　 As he drank the wine on his trip, the roar of the engine burst out from the parking lot.

　　 With a roar, the traffic galloped like a long dragon and rushed towards the inner circle of Danbo.

　　.

　　In the middle of the traffic, in a particularly luxurious car, Daigo Tsushima, who had just been entrusted with an important task, respectfully saluted the young man next to him: "This action depends on Mr. Hasegawa."

　　 "Where it is, it's a matter of course."

　　 Hasegawa smiled reservedly, "Now I am waiting for the thunder, and the defense in Kashiwahara Hospital is empty. The only one who can be my opponent is Amada. Everyone is defensive, and the rest is left to me!"

　　 Tsushima is overjoyed: "With Mr. Hasegawa here, this battle will definitely be a success!"

　　 all the way, unimpeded.

In the quiet night of Kyoto, vehicles come and go, but under Hasegawa’s source quality, the convoy is shrouded in shadows. It is indistinguishable from a hundred steps away, only a faint gray mist can be seen in the city. It roamed between them like a giant python out of the nest.

　　 In the middle of the convoy, Hasegawa closed his eyes and slumbered, but his mind and consciousness spread in all directions along with the gray mist, overlooking everything around him, leaving no clues.

　　Only the black birds passing by in the sky occasionally visit curiously, staring at what is happening on the earth.

　　Mixed Breeding Alliance really didn't have any vigilance.

　　 I'm afraid I've already been scared, right? Once the General Longevity Tianmu falls into a coma, the dragons will have no leader, and now I am afraid they are already fighting for power internally.

　　 The guards in the inner circle of Tanba in the distance are also sparsely displayed, there is no defense at all.

　　 I just don’t know why...

　　 Hasegawa frowned, "Is there more crows today?"

　　 Tsushima raised his head blankly and looked out the window, only to see the hovering shadows on the sky, with scarlet eyes overlooking the earth, making noises from time to time.

　　 But the more you move forward, and the closer you get to the inner circle of Tanba, the crows that can be seen everywhere become denser.

　　 In the end, a scarlet light emerged from every eaves, every street lamp, and every tree shade, spreading out with iron wings, mocking howling.

　　The mighty wave of crows suddenly swept, covering the entire sky.

　　 "Wait, this is..."

　　 Tsushima Daigo's eyes widened, and then he heard a loud roar, the whole earth shook suddenly, and the motorcade galloping ahead suddenly stopped.

　　 In the darkness, two stern car lights suddenly lit up.

　　 is like a sleeping monster being awakened~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The engine made a loud noise.

　　 Amidst the roar, he ran out, whizzed forward, swayed his huge body, broke through the oncoming wind, and ran straight towards the galloping convoy.

　　 That is a huge...tank truck? !

　　 After darkness, the smoking man pressed the button in his hand.

"Oops!"

　　 Tsushima Daigo clenched his fists subconsciously, and then saw a terrifying flame rising into the sky, and the horrible air pressure set off a white billow, sweeping, spreading tyrannically in the quiet night of this suburb.

　　 The blazing flame danced with the rain of fire from the sky, shed the light of purgatory.

　　 In this sudden explosion, the gasoline and insignificant metal fuels contained in it were converted into the heat of incineration and spread around.

　　 engulfed one-third of the convoy in an instant, the viscous and flowing flames were still spreading rapidly, and all the scrapped vehicles that could not be avoided in the future were swallowed up.

　　 So, in the flames, screams and crying sounded.

　　 A figure slowly emerged from the blazing fire in the excited bird's-eye view of the crows.

　　 walked out of the darkness, through the burning flames and terrifying heat.

　　 is like a real evil spirit coming from his own hell, smashing the red steel and charred bones, step by step forward.

　　 From the flames of purgatory, showing a happy face.

　　 "Oh, everyone, good evening.".

　　 Huai Shi stretched out his hand, slowly drew the famous sword given by the birth’s Third Eye, and smiled and greeted:

"do you miss me?"