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At the same time, in the college building.

On the stairs of the safety passage, the commander stepped back.

In the dim light, Mr. A pulled out the rapier from the back of the last guard, blood dripped, and he turned his head to reveal eyes of the same color.

Three top psychics were slaughtered in one encounter. The enemy was a dark noble with a dominant wind speed ability.

Ding!

The commander hit the staircase door. He did not turn around, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Mr. Mokawei, is the scenery of your Xidu not good, or does the director of the security department have some benefits that I don't know about, so attractive to you, a blood clan viscount."

Mr. A wiped the blood off his sword and walked up the stairs like an old man taking a walk.

"I know you are delaying time, waiting for the genius girl of the Ai family to activate the fortress interceptor, but it's meaningless."

Mr. A sheathed his sword again and stood by the staircase window to call the other party over.

"In fact, Xidu is no longer an urban relic. Although it is not as good as a fortress, I still have some planning ability."

"To be honest, among us so-called dark creatures, there are actually two factions."

"One is to leave, and the other is to stay."

The commander took a step, and when he heard "fortress interceptor", he suddenly became expressionless, with only the fire on his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Oh? So there is such a saying."

Mr. A smiled and said, "I tend to stay. If you want to stay, you will inevitably compete with humans for living space. But as for the result of generations of hostility between the two sides, I remain pessimistic about my victory, because the upper limit of the extraordinary power here has not reached the level where individuals ignore the collective."

"Human reproduction and adaptability are far ahead of us, just like I have never understood the Vettel network, so I built a park specifically."

The commander smoked a cigarette, "You have the mentality to face difficulties. I have seen many such people. Even if they failed to become superpowers, they have done something."

Mr. A smiled and said, "So war is wrong."

Where is the password you said... The commander glanced at the bodies of several guards.

"You are such a joke."

Mr. A continued: "We are not like wild beasts that have an uncontrollable hatred for humans. On the contrary, we both have wisdom that can be communicated. It is too blind to compete for living space. I think both sides should join hands to regain control of this world, at least not limited to urban ruins and fortresses."

"I will become the president of the council, and then join the fortress council as a dark creature. The council itself is a coordination between participants. This is reasonable. I will work with my fellow tribesmen who are willing to follow me and like-minded humans to eliminate enemies who are hostile to our common future. , whether they are dark creatures or humans. "

The commander was silent, and then said: "You appeared with the wild beasts. This inherent impression led to a zero-trust game between the two sides. The war competition will not stop. "

"So we have to use war to stop the war." Mr. A invited sincerely, "The commander of the first army is dead. No matter who killed him, he is dead. If you want to completely control the Ninth Army, you must be me. The Great Expedition is imminent. As long as Xidu annexes the army, I can move into the fortress. I can swear with all the means you are willing to believe that we all have a bright future. "

The commander smoked quietly.

The aftermath of the rebellion, gaining trust, how to become the chairman of the parliament, and so on, are all negotiable.

Mr. A kept smiling and waited for the other party's answer.

Outside the window, hundreds of mecha troops arrived and launched a pincer attack on the Fallen Cult and the Tu family father and son. The snakehead was already struggling to resist two warrior mechas.

But just half a minute later, the situation reversed, and the Fortress Interceptor launched a fierce attack on the mecha troops and the personal guard camp. The genius girl Ai Yun drove the behemoth and ruthlessly trampled the head of the Ai family and other VIPs to death.

Mr. A smiled and said, "Ai Yun is actually my person in disguise. You will definitely use her. If you have to say, it comes down to fate. The boy who can reveal the disguise died in advance, saving me a lot of effort."

"Sorry."

"...What?"

The commander smoked out his cigarette butt: "I reject your proposal and don't want to join the dark nobles."

"We can talk." Mr. A remained patient.

The commander threw away the cigarette residue, "I love both money and sex, and I don't think there is anything wrong. To be honest, I have tasted the most beautiful female students in the military academy, which is more than half a platoon in total. The bright future you mentioned sounds good, but I can't see that far."

Mr. A said gently: "Think of it this way, the Great Expedition is imperative. Without you, each department, each family and many large gathering places will fight on their own, and the casualties will be heavy. You just endured humiliation for the sake of justice."

The commander laughed and pointed at the other party, "You are persuading a soldier to surrender, but there is no word "surrender" in my dictionary. I don't want to be a clown in a circus. Dying in the hands of dark creatures is the way the commander should die. Go ahead, as long as I leave alive, I will definitely kill you."

A short silence.

"What a pity." Mr. A was not angry, but just nodded. He was prepared. There must be countless setbacks on the road to achieving his goals.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

The commander was beheaded by a rapier.

The leader of the Fallen Cult appeared and took away the head of the dead.

The battlefield under the venue building entered the final stage, and the commander's head appeared, defeating the last resistance.

Mr. A came to the ballroom and carefully examined the traces of the fight. Consultant Gu and Jiang He are both people who need to be paid attention to. The strength of the two is no different from a variable.

[Our station report: There was a fight between superpowers in the sky above the commercial district. Citizens are requested not to continue to watch nearby and evacuate in an orderly manner. The Survey Corps has applied for intervention]

[Evening News: The two parties involved are the president of the Civil Order Association and the Deputy Director of Logistics of the Security Bureau. This incident is suspected to be a secret law enforcement of the Security Bureau. The relevant departments of the Executive Office have initiated an investigation procedure against the Order Association]

[The studio of the main station: We have invited special critic Granny Yin and Miss Mia Stralen, who will hold a circular concert the day after tomorrow. Both of them are powerful superpowers. They will conduct a professional and detailed analysis of this incident. Welcome the attention of the general public]

Mr. A looked up and the giant screen of the opposite building broadcast the battle in the sky above the commercial district. The flying swords and fireballs were bombarded, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"Alas, there is no such fast boomerang."

Mr. A sighed. The commander had just said he would not be a clown before he died, but he immediately suffered such a fate. If you want to see the two's tricks, just look up. There is no need to check the scene.

...

In a high-end hotel in the commercial district.

More than 20 players gathered together, and the young president of the Xiaochen Guild stared out the window.

The gambling activity has not yet ended, and many students are still playing hide-and-seek in the forest. The young president took the guild members out to relax. Because someone cheated away 1 billion, he chose to refuse to leave the ball to avoid facing the commander.

"Everyone, get ready to fight."

"President, that's two silvers."

"We may not be able to beat them."

"Forget it, I say."

The young president ignored the objections. Of course, he knew that the bastard was not easy to deal with, but the opportunity for the silver strongmen to fight was in front of him. Whether it was to avenge the vice president, to re-establish his prestige, or to give an explanation to the three giants who were cheated of money, he had no choice.