Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

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[Audience]: "There is only one reason why she would rather die than eat a human baby..."

"She is pregnant."

"Children of men."

...

"boom!"

There was lightning, thunder, and the sky cracked.

"Wow!"

The rain is getting heavier.

Luo Yan froze on the spot, his eyes wandering and dodging, trying to find a way to wake up from the nightmare.

Only he dared not look at the body lying on the ground.

The raindrops are so cold and real.

The chest could not stop vibrating, sometimes rapidly, and then suddenly stopped.

pass.

All figured out.

"Hehehe..."

No luck...

She is just a girl, loving her boy.

"Uh...ah..."

He closed his eyes tightly, his throat opened and closed, but he could not speak. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were dug into his flesh.

His hands trembled violently, and Qian Que fell to the ground.

The water splashed like broken glass, just like his heart and lungs.

"Hahaha..."

Luo Yan scratched his head and laughed wildly.

His chest was trembling, his mouth was twisted, his eyes were bloodshot, his finger bones were raised and trembling, as if he wanted to dig his fingers into his brain and dig out the damn emotions.

"ah!!!"

A heart-rending howl resounded through the rain.

Ning Ling, who was in the distance, saw this scene, her eyes turned red, she put away her ice bow, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

In Luo Ting's Tianyi, his whole body was weak and he fell to his knees, his eyes were red. The child didn't know how to hide his emotions, so he covered his face and looked up to the sky and cried loudly.

The brain couldn't stop the sharp pain, and the sealed memories escaped from the control, ran out, and returned to the original owner's head.

not far away.

Bai Zhi eliminated his sense of existence and had been ambushing around, waiting for the opportunity to attack. At this time, he stood still in place, his eyes dull and dull.

A tear rolled down his cheek uncontrollably.

"Why...why can't self-discipline stop..."

Her eyes were wandering around in confusion, unable to figure out what was happening to her body, why even an SS+ level [Self-Discipline] couldn't stop crying.

[Writer] died.

【Eve】is out of control.

[Settings] Collapse.

The mechanical insects within Xia Long's range experienced violent parasitic chaos.

The parasite regained some of its self-awareness.

"boom!"

The first gunshot broke the calm, followed by a series of explosions and gunfire.

"My body is finally back, hahaha!" A perverted murderer rushed out of the crowd in the air-raid shelter and fired wildly with a gun.

He was wearing a doctor's white coat and was rescuing the wounded one second.

The air-raid shelter became a chaos, with pools of blood staining the floor red, screams and wails filling the air, and people running in all directions and rushing onto the streets, trying to hide in the streets and find safe refuge.

There was only one figure, holding a blue ice cone, and quietly putting spoonfuls into his mouth, as if no one could see him, like a ghost, and the chaos of the world had nothing to do with him.

Similar riots occurred throughout Chalon.

Many people rushed out of their houses in residential areas and ran onto the street.

Throw fire bottles at houses on the street, or at ordinary people who are panicking.

There are guns shooting, sticks smashing sticks, and knives stabbing.

Burning, killing and looting.

"Wow!"

"Hahaha!"

The thugs frantically vented their dark hearts that had been suppressed for a long time.

Tear gas and smoke bombs rained down from the sky, shrouding the entire square in thick smoke, and it seemed as if the entire city was plunged into darkness.

The number of thugs increased and they attacked the police and soldiers like wild beasts driven by their passion. The police had to use force to resist these attackers and try to arrest or drive them away.

But the next second, many parasitic police officers joined the mob.

Riots escalate.

Chaos swept Xia Long.

"What's going on..." Everyone in the intelligence command center was celebrating the death of [Writer] just a second ago.

Congratulate the victory of the war and Xia Long's third first-class merit.

But the next second.

Then I received news of the Xialong riot.

"What are the governing bodies of the table world doing!" Luo Tian roared.

Liu Lang scratched his head feebly: "[The setting] collapsed. The person sitting in the front seat now may be a programmer, a lawyer, a farmer, or even... a terrorist."

After talking about it, his eyes widened and became dull.

News of the riots popped up like mushrooms after rain, filling the monitor screen in front of them.

They finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

When I opened the door and took a look, it looked like apocalypse outside.

The manic fire lit up the night.

The ghostly roar was louder than the rain.

They focus on preparing before and during the war, but never think about after the war.

Never thought about the price of sobriety.

Heavy rain can clean a lot, but it can't wash away the darkness in people's hearts.

In this long-lasting smoke.

Those who create chaos can rest easy, while those who follow the trend are afraid of not being in chaos.

The listener does not distinguish between right and wrong, and the bones of the victim are still cold.

Those who are sincere will tear their hearts out, and those who direct will reap the rewards.

In the heavy rain, hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

There was someone among them, smiling happier than a ghost.

"Hahaha..."

Luo Yan held the diary, her throat cracked.

It seems that all the laughter in the second half of my life has been overdrawn.

Consciousness collapsed, crazy.

"Zi——"

Suddenly, a pen-shaped blue flame emerged from [Writer]'s body.

Floating like a butterfly in the rain.

at last.

Quietly drifting into the back of Luo Yan's neck.

It's like a fine seed that takes root in fertile soil.

"Zi!"

[Wedge] grew rapidly, like a nail driven in. The blue-black roots and buds covered Luo Yan's back like capillaries, absorbing nutrients.

Finally, a mechanical flower sprouted from the root.

The mechanical flower is very active, its petals swinging back and forth, as if craving for more food.

"Hahaha..." Luo Yan covered the mechanical flower on the back of his neck, his fingers were cut into several small incisions, and blood dripped, as if he was feeding.

"Hahaha..."

The laughter became more and more cold and sickly, and no longer had the sad and crazy look before.

One face, two laughing wildly, one crazy and the other crazy.

【Got it】

"Got it."

The same cold, morbid, ghost-like voice sounded in my mind as when Sanfang was acting.

'Luo Yan' suddenly raised his head, smiling proudly and ferociously.

"Hahaha..."

The corners of his mouth twitched.

He was deliberately suppressing his laughter.

Can’t laugh yet…

"boom!"

He picked up Qian Que and shot down the drone not far away.

The next picture.

But it cannot be made public.

‘Luo Yan’ stood up slowly, raised his head, stretched his hands, embraced the rain curtain, and embraced victory.

in this war.

He received first class merit.

Got the wedge.

The [actor]'s suspicion was cleared.

he.

Won them all.

He caressed his chest and bent down slightly, as if he was giving a curtain call for a performance.

"call!"

The parasite captain went riot, and the out-of-control passenger plane suddenly passed through the sky and fell far behind 'Luo Yan'.

"Boom!"

This explosion was the warm applause given to the actors by the audience.

On the evening of April 1, 2089, it rained heavily.

Someone.

With superb acting.

Fooled everyone.

include.

he himself.