Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

"Tomorrow is Christmas. There will be delicious cakes and beautiful clothes to wear."

Renata sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her thin white legs, already thinking about the carnival Christmas Eve tomorrow night. It was the biggest festival in Black Swan Port, with delicious food and beautiful clothes that she had never seen before.

Therefore, she was looking forward to it and stayed up all night.

But she turned around to see Zhao Yue's expression and whether she was as excited as she was, but she saw a strange look on Zhao Yue's face.

"What's wrong with you?" She was a little surprised, "It was Christmas Eve, which only happens once a year, just like the Lenin."

In her opinion, the Lenin is also equated with a holiday, because the Lenin is responsible for escorting the support, so every time it comes, that day is a holiday in Wuming Port.

But she obviously never thought that this year's Lenin didn't come at all, or that the people in Wuming Port didn't know it was coming.

"No, it's nothing," Zhao Yue shook her head, returning to her usual stern look, not bothering to say another word.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Renata didn't ask any more questions. It wasn't because she wasn't curious, but because she knew what Zhaoyue didn't want to say, and she couldn't get it out no matter how much she behaved. She had spent her time this month suffering from it.

"Let's get here first today. I wish you a happy Christmas." He looked at the exquisite mechanical watch on his wrist, thought for a while, and took off the badge with the blue ribbon on his chest.

"Take it, your gift." He took Renata's hand and patted the badge on the little girl's palm.

"This is what you wore..." She looked at it and actually showed disgust at this solid gold badge.

"...If you don't want it, just give it back to me..." Zhaoyue silently withdrew her begging hand, because Renata put on a look of protecting her food.

"No, don't think about getting back what you gave away," she wiped the delicate pattern on the badge, tied up the short blue ribbon, and put it in her arms.

She would not be stupid enough to take it out. If those bored children, especially boys, saw it, they would definitely snatch it away.

The badge is very beautiful, but Renata is very selfish, she only wants to admire it for herself.

While she was observing the badge, Zhaoyue transformed her body and walked straight out of the iron gate.

Fences and walls were ignored by him, and Renata was not surprised. She knew that this "friend from Moscow" hid many secrets, but she never went into them.

It must be said that Renata is smart and smart, she knows what she can do and what she cannot do.

After Renata admired the badge for a while, she also started to prepare to wash up.

There is a lot of preparation work to be done on Christmas Eve. Children can't help much, but they still need to contribute. Fortunately, most of the efforts are boys.

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The abnormal weather caused by cumulonimbus clouds was particularly obvious on Christmas Eve. The roaring wind turned the students into white dragons that soared into the sky, flew into the dark clouds, and then died.

In contrast, the snow was getting louder and louder, almost burying the entire Black Swan Port in snow. The snow piled in front of the door could almost submerge an adult up to his waist, and it was almost impossible to push it away at will.

Fortunately, Herzog's meticulous design allows most of the traffic between the buildings to be handled underground, so travel is not too affected.

What's more, as Christmas Eve gradually approaches, the indoor temperature in Black Swan Harbor drops instead of rising, reaching a full 28°C.

Moreover, tonight, in order to allow the girls to change clothes at a suitable temperature, Dr. Herzog specially allocated two tons of extra fuel to the boiler room, so it is not polite to say that the pavilion is now as warm as spring.

In the attic, the boys listened to the singing and dancing from inside the door through the door. Even the shyest boy could not help but expect in his heart, and the daring ones even whistled.

"Ah! Our little Junova has grown up again..." Khorkina, who had big golden waves, protected a girl with a graceful figure. Both of them were only wearing underwear, and the friction exposed a large area of ​​​​spring.

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It's a pity that apart from the girls, the only people in the pavilion now are the nurses who occasionally pass by.

"I hate it, Khorkina, your waist is obviously thinner."

The two were jostling with each other and running across the floor in high heels.

In addition to them, there were also girls passing by wearing long silk skirts. They held their heads high, revealing their fair skin and graceful arc-like leg curves, making them look radiant and elegant. They were all as elegant as swans.

In comparison, Renata is much inferior.

She was wearing a white shirt embroidered with lace, a camel fur-trimmed woolen skirt, a matching leather hat and camel-colored fur boots.

This outfit was far less beautiful than the girls' gorgeous evening dresses, but it was the best thing Renata had ever worn in her life.

She didn't know why, but she felt a little uneasy. She was panicking for no reason. She suddenly thought of Zhaoyue's unusual behavior today.

But before she had time to think about it, the head nurse shouted at the top of her voice from outside the door: "Little girls, hurry up and change your clothes and open the door! I have to teach you before the party to prevent you from doing random things!"

The boys in front of the building were dismissed and replaced by many officers and nurses.

The officers changed into woolen military uniforms, and the nurses' attire was much more fancy, with woolen skirts, knee-length high-heeled boots, and a touch of foundation on their faces.

"Human beings are really obsessed with enjoying living things, Dr. Herzog." Zhaoyue sat on Herzog's desk, fiddling with an armband of a hammer and sickle.

Hammer and sickle, how ironic.

"You just gave the man cigarettes and alcohol, and gave the woman perfume, and they completely relaxed their vigilance and were completely unaware of the approaching danger."

He smacked his tongue and seemed to be secretly admiring, but Herzog didn't feel any warmth from his expression.

At this moment, he was only astonished at the insignificant family crest on the collar of Zhaoyue's snow-colored cloak. Just looking at it, his pupils tightened, and he felt weak in his heart unconsciously.

"Young master of the Golichina family... I was completely unaware of your arrival. I was really disappointed."

He was smiling all over his face, his wrinkles were wrinkled like chrysanthemums, and he was saying troubling words, but the hand behind his back was dishonest. He kept fiddling with a Makarov pistol, and he had already decided to kill someone and silence him.

He didn't know how Zhaoyue came in, but at the end of this world, it was difficult for any useful or useless information to be spread.

"There's no need for small movements," Zhao Yue naturally saw his movements clearly as she spoke.

He suddenly appeared behind Herzog like a flash, gently locked his arm, then snatched the black pistol in front of him and crumpled it into a discus.

Herzog was worthy of being an old coin. He knew that the heads of the coins were not worth it, so he did not make any move to resist. Instead, he suddenly moved towards Zhao Yue behind him.

When he was about to be captured, a small silver knife suddenly slipped out of his cuff. The light shone like a cold star, and it must be able to easily tear flesh and blood.

But he still didn't understand the super hybrid very well. In Zhaoyue's eyes, Herzog's speed slowed down countless times. Even before he took out the knife, Zhaoyue had already observed his tightened muscles.

"Ping!"

He pinched Herzog's elbow, holding his wrist tightly with an iron-like hand, and grabbed the knife with the free hand holding the elbow.

Immediately afterwards, glass-like shards slipped from his palm, and the silver knife was crushed to pieces by one hand.

"...You, you can't kill me. I know what you are doing. It's my research, right? I know many secrets..."

Herzog was immediately discouraged and fell to the ground, holding Zhaoyue's legs and wailing helplessly. He did not forget to say some inductive words, hoping that Zhaoyue would take action.

Research is his biggest and most advantageous weapon, and no one can refuse the beauty of ruling the world.

It's really ugly, with a twisted heart like a bug. He thinks he is a dragon devouring the value of others, but in fact he is just a clown used to promote the plot.

It's a pity that Zhaoyue is not interested in his research. The pinnacle of any research in this world is the dragon, and his goal is the throne of God.

His eyes were piercing, and he no longer hesitated, kicked him over, picked up a sharp pen on the table, and plunged it directly into Herzog's aging and decaying heart.

After a while, Zhao Yue gradually stood up, feeling that the old body beneath her was gradually getting colder, and slowly released her hand from the pen.

But he still felt uneasy, so he simply took out the pistol that was always in Herzog's drawer, pointed it at the old face that was still crying, and pulled the trigger one after another.

In an instant, the fire was radiating.

After confirming that Lao Bangzi's head had been shattered into pieces, he took out the grenade he had prepared earlier and pulled the safety catch, then turned around and pushed open the door of the ballroom.

He strode forward, supporting the glittering gold foil in the ballroom, and then threw the dangerous explosive behind him.