Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

"I'm sorry..." Liu Lang suddenly lowered his head and choked.

A grown man in his forties couldn't control his emotions.

Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, and there was a wave of emotion in his heart. The hand that originally wanted to hang up the voice stopped in mid-air. Apologizing is useless most of the time, but occasionally, it can shake a swaying heart.

"We really can't afford to lose..."

"please..."

"Xia Long's five thousand years cannot be stopped in our generation..."

Liu Lang closed his eyes, rested his head on the monitor screen, and his voice was hoarse.

Luo Tian and the twelve secret guards on the side were also stunned. They had never seen him look so humble.

On the other end of the headset, there was silence, and only the rustling sound of rain could be heard. After a while, a calm voice came.

[Sorry, I still have a lover waiting for me to go back...]

It's too risky to challenge [Writer] alone no matter how you think about it.

Before Luo Yan finished speaking, Liu Lang interrupted hoarsely and heavily:

"Look at the corpse at your feet..."

"Don't they have a lover or a family..."

"Do they just want to die..."

"Do you think they are really just after that little bit of fame and fortune..."

Every word was like a critical blow to the soul, beating Luo Yan's heart.

Naked moral kidnapping.

Luo Yan was silent again, looking up at the sky and letting the cold raindrops hit his face.

After a while.

He took out Qianque and walked towards Starlight Amusement Park.

Choose to be that vulgar hero once again.

Liu Lang raised his head suddenly and controlled the only remaining drone around Luo Yan.

It's strange to say that even though all the thunder fell, one of them was missed, as if the [writer] had deliberately left it behind.

The footage captured by the drone will be simultaneously broadcast to all major forces. Countless people clasped their hands together, praying for a miracle to happen.

April 1, 2089, 8pm.

The rain is falling.

Streetlights flickered.

The streets are empty with red corpses.

It is rare for Yandu to be so quiet, with only wind and rain left.

No matter how many times you wipe your face dry, it will become wet again whenever you look up.

He pinned one of the Qianques to his waist and changed it to single-gun mode. The double-gun mode was a bit unstable.

The hands are shaking, and the brain is shaking too.

There were so many doubts about this war that he couldn't figure it out.

Why didn't Chi Gu attack him?

Why didn't they look at him with resentment before they died?

Why did the thunder fall but not hit him?

The answers to all these doubts lie with the [writer].

"Click!"

Qianque is loaded.

Luo Yan flashed a hint of determination and ran to Starlight Amusement Park.

Influenced by the war, Youguang Garden is seven times more dilapidated than it was more than a month ago.

The walls of houses were destroyed by shells, many buildings were in ruins, and the air was filled with thick smoke. The pungent smell made it difficult to breathe, and rain could not dilute it.

The clown statue that originally raised its hands and was full of joy had its hands and half of its face blown off.

The stimulating battlefield lifted the sky spirit cover, and the ghost mountain lost its candlelight.

The Ferris wheel also fell over, the car rolled to the ground, the iron frame was melted and blackened, and the glass was broken all over the floor.

In mid-air, a corner of the circular track of the roller coaster was blown away, like a huge letter C.

During the war, there were many C's, but O's did not exist.

Observers saw [Writer] walking towards the Magic Drama Club.

It was the only place not scratched by the flames of war.

Luo Yan followed suit.

The rapid pace stepped on the depression, splashing water droplets like broken glass.

Outside the Magic Drama Club, under the shade of ancient banyan trees, the raindrops were slightly blocked, making it much quieter.

He wiped his face and his eyes flashed with sharpness.

The observer spotted another man in black robes.

She is relatively thin and has a few long hair hanging down from her hood. She is probably a woman.

Fortunately, his observer surveillance had locked onto [Writer] in advance, and the other woman in black robe should have come to interfere with his vision.

[Writer]'s family?

Luo Yan thought for a while, then raised his gun and leaned towards Hong Ye, the woman in black robe who was nearby. [Writer] was at the east gate at the other end. After confirming that both the woman in black robe and [Writer] were observation species, he calmed down a lot.

At least you can use [Blinding] and [Traction], which has certain advantages.

After a while, Luo Yan found a huge rock as a cover and looked directly at the corner not far away. According to Hong Ye's movement pattern, she would walk out of this corner.

At that time, Luo Yan will rely on the bunker to shoot him.

He just stared.

Time passes minute by minute.

Until a shadow appeared on the ground in the corner, and the corner of the black robe with red leaves slowly appeared on the edge.

The exposed corners of clothes are getting bigger and bigger...

"call!"

Hongye shrank back suddenly.

I saw her leaning against the wall and taking out a pink liquid lipstick.

He took off half of the mask, only revealing his red lips.

Gently press the lipstick on the edge of her lips and apply it back and forth until it is even and bright. The lipstick is stained with raindrops, which makes her lips look more rosy.

"What kind of ghost ritual is this?" Luo Yan secretly asked.

Just when he was doubting, in the flash of lightning, Hongye suddenly rushed out from the corner!

She put her hands into her black robe.

Suddenly he pulled out a pistol.

The gun is pointed directly at Luo Yan!

Luo Yan followed up with a gun and moved half of his body out of the bunker.

Activate [Blinding].

But found...

Red leaves have already closed their eyes!

"boom!"

At the moment when Luo Yan was shocked, the bullet grazed the bunker and hit his right shoulder, splattering blood.

"Uhhh!!!"

Luo Yan felt pain, and his arms were numb and twitching.

Qianque landed in response.

At the critical moment, Luo Yan pulled out another gun from his waist with his left hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Both men fired at the same time.

All the bullets were dodged and almost hit his face.

It is not difficult for the two of them to dodge bullets if they are mentally prepared.

It's not difficult to dodge a shot.

But most pistols are semi-automatic.

"Bang bang bang!"

Both of them were shot in the chest, their faces were pale, and they were struggling to hold themselves up. They looked like plastic cups filled with blood, with several holes pierced by needles, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

"Boom!"

Divine thunder descended from the sky.

Hongye took a confident step back and dodged the lightning strike!

"cough!"

This step back completely tore the wound, and the severe pain caused her to vomit blood.

Before she could calm down.

A black shadow emerged from behind.

It's the woman in black robe - [Writer]!

[Writer] took out a pen and plunged it into the back of the black-robed woman's neck.

"Uh ah -" Hong Ye felt pain suddenly and roared loudly.

"You two lunatics!"

Luo Yan was also confused.

Aren't they accomplices?

Before he could clear his thoughts, with a sound, a blade of light appeared in the void, hitting Hongye and taking her away from this space.

"sand--"

The rain is getting heavier.

Luo Yan and [Writer] were less than ten meters apart, standing facing each other in silence.

One city, one rain, one ancient banyan tree.

One shot and one cover.

A landscape where things change and people change.

[Writer] finally plucked up the courage and took a half step closer.

"Don't come over!" Luo Yan yelled at her, the hand holding the gun trembling slightly.

Just yelled like that.

The [writer] who is above millions of people.

The god Xia Long that everyone revered.

I just took half a step back obediently.

"Shoot!" Liu Lang and everyone outside the venue saw his hesitant look through the drone and couldn't help but roar in anger.

"I'll shoot your mother!" Luo Yan yelled, blasting his earphones. The hand holding the gun was shaking violently, his breathing was rapid, and his thoughts were out of control.

Saved again...

Her eyes were so gentle that it made him panic.

There is no one on this planet who can look at him like this.

No more than two.

The observer gives up all defenses and searches frantically for the girl in his heart, frantically searching, frantically searching...

But I can't find it.

Can't find it...

"who are you..."

Luo Yan's voice was choked, her eyes were red, and the sweet scenes from the past came to her mind.

"Is this also part of [Bu Shuo]..."

They all said that all thoughts that do not know how to resist, cannot resist, and do not want to resist are part of "Bu Shuo".

"answer me!"

Confronted with out-of-control roars and gunfire.

[Writer]'s eyes were red and he said nothing.

She glanced at the drone not far away and confirmed that there were "witnesses".

Put your hand into the black robe.

The action is exactly the same as Hongye's previous gesture of pulling out a gun!

Luo Yan's pupils widened instantly.

In an instant.

As if by mistake, he switched Qianque to random mode.

Pull the trigger.

If it is a pulse bomb, it will not cause fatal injuries to the human body.

But there is no "randomness", no "fate", and no "heaven" in the incident where the "director" interferes.

[Director] is God.

"boom!"

One live round.

Break through the diary that [Writer] took out.

Through her heart.

Answer, answer, answer...

Blood fell drop by drop along the veil.

She clutched her diary and walked towards Luo Yan with difficulty.

step.

Another step.

He murmured weakly:

"Seven...seven...seven..."

She finally touched Luo Yan's cheek.

The palm was withered, rough and yellow, and there was a shining negative square crystal ring on her ring finger. She gently wiped the water droplets on his face for him, but she no longer had the strength to raise the corners of her mouth for him.

His arm sank and he fell down.

...

Once upon a time, there was a pair of lovers.

The young man was tired from running around, making great achievements, and wanted to give the girl a safe home.

The girl cannot bear the strain.

Give him... first-class merit.

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