Apocalyptic Forecast

The restless atmosphere in the quiet room.

In the long wait, I saw Ding Jing sitting in his place, squeezing the mobile phone in his hand, and several times couldn't help but want to call to urge.

Can endure after all.

Tried hard to restrain the ugly face, calm and calm, but the sweat continued to ooze from his forehead.

Anxious.

Restrained his urge to force himself to wait.

Until the low footsteps came from outside the door, the young warrior pushed the door in, and saw Kyujing sat down on the tatami, respectfully bowed his head and said:

"I have waited a long time, Master Uncle."

"Jingjiang, what have you been doing for a long time ..."

Saw that the unconscious person wanted to be angry, but finally took a deep breath and anxiously asked: "What the **** is going on, that person is not like what you said!"

What the **** is going on? Now someone has asked me to transfer the equity and position of Tateyama Group! This was not the case! "

"It's just a bunch of grass on the wall that wants to fall into the well. For uncle, these are just the dust falling on the beam of the house, don't care. Just calm down and wait for the limelight to pass."

"How wild is that?"

Bu Jing asked angrily: "But I personally ordered someone to intimidate her. Can this matter be taken away? No, I have to avoid the limelight. Go to the Americas, the Russian Federation can also, Jingjiang, you must have It's related! Hurry up and arrange immediately, I can help you there ... "

"It's not as bad as it is, 'Uncle'."

Jiu Jing raised his voice and interrupted his words.

Finally lowered his eyes.

A ray of sharp light erupted from his slender eyes, and like a sharp blade, the expression in his face stiffened.

"Please rest assured, uncle, you are harmless."

He still said politely: "They won't do anything to you, and Zhenxi will not. If you want to say, people like you are really useless.

If something happens, it ’s enough to surrender. Resign from your current position and use the money you have collected over the years to find a small place to provide for the elderly. "

"......"

In the silence, the unclean expression twitched. The hands that fell on the knee pinched out the custom-made suit with an unsightly wrinkle.

Complexion.

"Jing Jiang! I'm your biological father!" He scolded: "Don't you understand any kindness?"

"My name is Kusumi Satomi, uncle, and my dad is not to be seen in a mess-from when you gave me up for power eight years ago."

Saw that Jiu Jing was still calm, and his tone did not fluctuate, but he told him flatly: "Now that you have gained power, please stop being attached to what you sell.

To this day, why do you say something so ridiculous about Enyi? Let me serve someone whose father is like his father, isn't it you? "

"......"

Saw that he was clenching his teeth, and the blue tendons rose from his forehead, but when he stared at his own son, he finally had no strength to be angry.

As if almost begging, softly asked:

"... Why, why is it so ruthless, Jingjiang?"

"So, there's a lot of annoyance, and I'll leave now, uncle."

Stood up slowly for a long time and bowed farewell.

Just before leaving, he finally looked back and told him: "Please be assured that as long as you stay here, you will be fine. It should be the last kindness of the former son to you."

The paper door was pulled up.

The low footsteps gradually went away.

In the quiet room where the deadness was restored, I saw that the impure paralysis sat in the same place, stayed there, and got up without strength.

The face is ashes.

Until the sound of footsteps outside the door rang again.

He froze for a moment, climbed up in surprise, pushed open the door and rushed over: "I knew you would come back, Jingjiang, you won't let go of your biological ..."

Outside the door, the waitress, who was holding his wrist by him, froze in place and looked at him dullly.

"Unclean first, sir ... Lord Jiu Jing ordered me to clean the corridor ... sorry, I, I will leave now, bother ..."

She was looked at by the pair of ugly eyes, and she couldn't help panicking, and fled in embarrassment.

In the silence, I saw the impure person left in place, the expression gradually twisted.

"One and two, one and two are like this ... One day, one day you will all pay the price!"

He roared and roared towards the empty corridor: "Do you think that the shameful and ugly things you did can escape the eyes of others!"

No one responded.

After only a long time, he finally calmed down.

Made up his mind.

Escaped.

Must escape from this house.

After losing its power, this place has become the Longtan Tiger Cave. Even his own biological son would abandon himself like a rut.

He never expected his so-called family members to be able to raise their hands.

After making up his mind, he left in a hurry.

Call the driver.

Ten minutes later, a car quietly exited the back door and disappeared into the night.

"If we don't go to Kyoto, we will go to Mie."

Regained his composure and asked the driver, then turned on the phone and dialed the phone.

Fortunately, he also cultivated many subordinates in other places before, otherwise this time I do n’t know how terrible it will be.

He can no longer stay at home now, he doesn't even want to stay in Yingzhou.

Go to Mie, and then transit through the border, make a facelift, wait for a while, let the avatar dress up as his own to go to the Russian Federation, and then he went directly to the Americas from the deep port.

In the Americas, he still has a foundation that is enough to make him come back ...

Repeatedly calculated every step of the plan, after confirming that there would be no flaws, he slept lightly. Soon, he was awakened again.

The speed of the car suddenly slowed down.

He suddenly opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Sir, there seems to be a car accident in front ... the road is closed."

The driver stared blankly from the window, staring at the roadblock not far away, not knowing what happened.

The next moment, his head suddenly tilted down from the original position, relying on a little skin and flesh connection, hung on the neck, blood spewed out.

To death dazed.

I saw something dirty but screamed.

Outside the car window, in the deep night, there was a burning fire.

Was shrouded in heavy armor, and the **** red samurai appeared outside the car window. The sober faceplate hangs slightly, and the indifferent eyes overlook the impure face.

In his hand, Tai Dao slowly raised and cut off.

Steel twisted and wailed.

The bullet-proof car was easily torn and split in half.

The burning samurai stepped forward, step by step, towards the paralyzed impure. After the face mask, those eyes also ignited a ghost-like light, overflowing with resentment and fierceness.

"This is impossible ... this is wrong ..."

Scream of impure panic: "How are you !!! It should be ..."

The blade fell.

Cut!

This is the last scene that Li Jianbujing saw.

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Huai Shi felt that he had a dream.

Returned to the familiar darkness.

Quiet sleep.

Only the ripples of the source echoed in the soul, intertwined in the rapidly growing destiny, which inspired the mechanism hidden under the water.

Made his consciousness and memory constantly collide, unregulated thoughts overlapped with each other, and the incomplete picture without any signs kept flashing.

It seems that there is a large invisible hand that is slowly selected in his consciousness, skillfully inspiring piece after piece, so that Huai Shi's consciousness operates and evolves by itself.

To the end, just as the computing system in the black box came to the final conclusion.

Inexplicable words from the depths of the soul sounded from ears.

It comes from the consciousness of Huai poetry, the thought of Huai poetry, pure experience and enlightenment. That inexplicable feeling pulled the floating text in consciousness, and finally formed the doubt from a long time ago.

"——Xihe has not been promoted, how can Ruohua shine?"

Xihe, the goddess of the past gods of the East and Summer, the solemn sun wheel is her car driving, as she rises and falls daily, overlooking the earth.

But now-the sun has not yet risen, how can there be light in this world?

At that moment, light shined from the eyes of Huai Shi.

He once again saw the magnificent sparkling ocean, the source of all consciousness, soul and wisdom in the world, the endless sea of ​​silver.

The ray of unknown light led him, staring down, his eyes penetrated the deep sea, illuminating the incomplete form belonging to the White Queen.

The majestic and huge silhouette quietly slept in the deepest part of the ocean.

Is like the extinct sun ...

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The sun seemed to go out.

A moon rises from the sky.

Is like a huge ball, round and round, just like when I was a kid. The faint light shines on the stone, the stone is white, and the water is black.

The grass and flowers in the garden exude the fragrance of plants and trees ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are fireflies in the grass.

In the distant night, there was wind blowing. Zhenxi sat on the rocking chair and looked around blankly. Soon, he realized that this was his dream.

"Sober dreams? Did you say there is such a thing online?"

She scratched her head in confusion and looked around the wooden houses behind her for years. Indeed, this is the deepest place in her memory. In childhood, when my grandmother and father had not died, they blessed their little courtyard and house.

Although it occasionally leaks when it rains, the sound of falling in the copper basin will be crisp.

Is like a symphony.

Symphony is a word learned later, but she has not heard it once. Should it be great? Miss Huai Paper seems to know very well ...

Thought so, she saw the figure sitting under the wooden porch under the moonlight.

Lonely looked up at the moonlight.

The moonlight also became thin and light, and fell into her eyes, making her pupils glow.

Really hopeless for a long time, nodded suddenly.

Is there any Miss Paper in my dream?

so good……

Suddenly felt happy.

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