Rebel Demon King

Chapter 311 The King's Feast (3)

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Cheng Mo didn't turn his head to look at Mrs. Evans. The pity at this moment was meaningless. It was the limit of what he could do to protect Rebecca. What's more, the word "mother" was a word for Cheng Mo. A vague pain, he hadn't felt much warmth from his family in his ten years of life, if he hadn't re-recognized everything his father had done for him these days, maybe he would have sided with the clown.

At least, he wouldn't want to save Rebecca so relentlessly.

Cheng Mo turned his head to look at Xie Minyun again, there was a teardrop falling down her cheek, it reflected the light of the sun, like a crystal clear diamond.

Does she know what's going on?Maybe she wasn't unconscious at all, maybe it was like being trapped in a nightmare, unable to move no matter how hard she struggled, and couldn't wake up even after struggling hard.

Cheng Mo watched Xie Minyun's face stand still in front of the table for a moment, the cold wind blew his hair very messy, and his bangs covered with sweat made his glasses a bit blurred, he wanted to take it off and wipe it off Shit, the bad thing is that he didn't have tissues in his pocket. He remembered that there were always tissues in Xie Minyun's blue LADY bag, and he subconsciously took another look at Xie Minyun's blue LADY bag on his waist. The gray doll Zabivaka the little wolf bought on the platform.
He turned around and walked forward, and there was a death game waiting for him in front of him.

The people around him were still trying to persuade him, or luring or threatening or pleading, telling him to checkmate Sith the clown, and those loud noises converged into spells in his ears, like the singing of a siren.

They sang siren ballads to lull his mind, singing: "Come, our heroes, glorious Greeks, stop and listen to our song!"

Cheng Mo thinks this is not good at all, it makes him want to turn into Sith the clown, wear that smiling mask, and put out a gorgeous big move to make these people shut their mouths, but he is just a rookie now, what a shame pity.

A black man with curly hair grabbed his arm and said something very nervously to him loudly, Cheng Mo thought: "What kind of bird language is this?" When the young black man switched to English, Cheng Mo Having pushed his hand away, he had to move on.

The wind also continued to blow.

Those deceptions are still increasing, as if hundreds of millions of dollars are just ghost coins placed on the table, and they can be worth billions if they are burned casually.

However, for him, this is really a terrible business, more than 40 billion US dollars!
More than 40 billion U.S. dollars can be exchanged for Huaxia Yuan to circle the earth a few times?It must feel good to be on the Forbes rich list overnight.With so much money, not to mention building a library, the money to build a space library is enough. It must be very luxurious to read a book about the universe while looking down on the earth in a space capsule. This is definitely more expensive than launching a car. It takes a lot to go to space!

If he could really do it, maybe there wouldn't be such an awesome second-year high school kid like him in the world.

MD, more than 40 billion US dollars!

Cheng Mo wanted to swear for the first time, if Xie Minyun didn't know anything about it, then he really lost money and went to grandma's house. ,

But in an instant he sighed again.

So what if you know?Do you expect her to agree with her body?Probably not, and he didn't look forward to it, it was too tiring to get along with that dead Tsundere, not to mention that a person of her background would never have any future with a person like him.

She is destined to marry a person of comparable status, probably someone with the status of Napoleon VII is worthy of her. I don’t know if she will send him an invitation when she gets married many years later. Say "thank you" to him.

Maybe she won't remember these things at all, and no one will even mention her name, and she won't remember that someone like him existed, just like an unsung hero.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she can survive, let it be her reward for deliberately attending the summer camp!Cheng Mo thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he felt a little unwilling.

I worked my life out, but what I got in return was just a chance to survive, what a stupid behavior to explode!This is not a Long Aotian novel, nor is it a hot-blooded anime, nor is it a Korean drama hero, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!

However, why do I still want to try hard.

Cheng Mo!You are really irrational.

You still despise others for being irrational all day long. It turns out that sometimes people really have an urge to be desperate, a kind of eagerness to burn themselves, "md, it's just you playing a few games of chess with you, and hanging out with you a few times." Cijie, I've talked to you a few times, and I just bought you a cup of milk tea, so I'm betting my life on it?"

This is the second time Cheng Mo swears in his heart today, and it's also the second time in more than ten years. It's really an unlucky day.

He walked to the side of the chessboard, opposite the clown, the smile on the mask was like a merciless mockery, he collected his thoughts, took a deep breath, victory and defeat depended on it.

In fact, you are very afraid of being alone!But you chose the loneliest path.

"I have no choice but to go, go, go, until I reach the end

- go on. "

He took the pawn representing Mrs. Evans.

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At the same time, Rasputin Gregory, who was hiding under the bed of Napoleon VII, finally received a signal from His Royal Highness the Prince. He held his breath and turned sideways to look at the almost one-meter-wide crack around him. Moving quickly, the next thing he has to do is to try to land safely on these gravel rails from the train at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

This is an extremely simple matter for the carrier, but it is extremely dangerous for the main body, but in order to prevent the clown Sith from being aware of it, the main body can only be used.

Gregory saw the spokes on the wheel constantly moving up and down, accompanied by a rumbling sound, and sparks flew from the friction between the rim and the rail.He really wanted to take a deep breath and pray to God, but he only dared to say in his heart: "Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, through the prayer of your most pure mother and all saints, have mercy and save us, Amen."

He grabbed the rope that had been set up earlier, moved his body carefully until the floor had already been pried open, first half of his body was suspended in the air, and then the whole body, he slowly stretched his legs horizontally so that his body was parallel to the wheel, and then slowly Let the body go down.

This gymnastics pose requires a lot of physical strength. Although he usually exercises, Gregory still feels that the blood vessels on his arms are about to burst. He turned his head to look at the sleepers on the crossroads, and closed his eyes. , I felt the air rushing under him like a draft.

Because he is wearing a jacket that can insulate heat and prevent thermal imaging detection, his whole body is sticky, and the sweat can't evaporate at all, and it all flows between the plastic-like clothes and skin. This feeling is really uncomfortable. pole.

Gregory let go of the rope at the moment when his arm couldn't hold on anymore, and then he felt the pain in his thigh, back and buttocks as if being burned by fire, and then there was a tearing sensation, as if his whole body was going to be divided by five horses average.

Fortunately, he could still feel the pain. Gregory quickly opened his eyes and saw the iron parts full of dirty engine oil, and then the deafening sound of wheels and rails crashing into his eardrums, his body trembling along with the roadbed
He was limp and sweating profusely.

This is what it feels like to be alive.

Gregory breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a sense of relaxation immediately hit his face. Although the matter was only half successful, he was already overwhelmed by a great sense of happiness.He closed his eyes again, waiting for the train to pass him completely.

Next, he only needs to find a place with a signal, make a phone call, and summon the Russian Air Force to attack the air weapon disguised as a private jet above his head, then he can activate the carrier to catch up with the K20 and carry out the harvest.

Greater expectations arose in Gregory's heart. Perhaps the one who gained the most in the end was not Sith the Clown or Napoleon VII, but Rasputin Ilya Gregory.

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"Director, how long will this black lacquer fly?"

Li Jiting lay on the body of a Kh-55 cruise missile with his hands on his head. This powerful missile is six meters long, has a range of up to 3000 kilometers, and can carry a 20-ton nuclear warhead.

At this moment, he was in the long and narrow magazine bay of the Tu-160. In order to make them more comfortable, the military removed most of the missiles. In such a spacious space, it is more than enough for a dozen people to stand.

Boris, who was standing aside with his arms crossed, said calmly, "Soon, I'll be able to catch up with K20 soon."

Li Jiting jumped off the missile. The orange square magazine was completely dark, but it did not hinder the vision of the carrier. He took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't need your help. I can handle it myself." You don't need to go down later, just go back!"

Boris sneered, "Who said I'm here to help you? I just want to see what you're up to. Besides, I'm also very interested in the clown Sith. If you can kill his carrier once, you will get bonuses, contribution points and There will be no less experience points, why don't I go down and have a look!"

"Aren't I afraid that you have a lot of work?" Li Jiting didn't dislike Boris' rude words, and said with a smile.

At this time, Boris's headset rang, "Mr. Boris, we are about to arrive over Lake Baikal, and now we are contacting the ground to search for the location of K20 through satellites and drones."

"Determine the location, calculate the advance amount, and complete the delivery."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as the voice fell off the headset, the voice of the pilot came again, "Sir, we have received a notification that four Su-35s will be dispatched from the Irkutsk Air Force Base to attack a private plane 170 kilometers ahead."

"No radio warning?" Boris asked, frowning.

"The order is to destroy directly."

"Catch up quickly"

The white swan accelerated again, and the whistling sound of the engine completely penetrated the earplugs and directly blasted into Li Jiting's brain. He felt the fuselage tremble, and the huge thrust gathered towards him. After 2.05 minutes, he caught up with the Gulfstream private jet.

However, the Tu-160 was flying much higher than the Gulfstream 650. To be precise, the opponent was flying very low. The white swan flew over the pigeon in a short while, and then began to slow down.

"The chief has arrived at the predetermined location, requesting to open the warehouse!"

"Approved to open a position."

The white swan's belly magazine was opened, and Li Jiting, who was wearing a black suit, and Boris, who was wearing a camouflage uniform, walked to the edge of the magazine. The earthworm-like K20 is meandering along the shore of the blue Lake Baikal.
Li Jiting jumped down first, followed by Boris.

Just when the two of them jumped out of the belly of Figure 160 like a missile, they saw several light clusters falling out of the dove-like Gulfstream-650 wing not far below them, and the light clusters were dazzling in the blue sky It looked like magnesium was burning, and when the light cluster fell into the air, it sprayed out thick white smoke, drawing a rainbow-like arc and flying towards the shore of Lake Baikal.

Then, several beams of light sprayed out white smoke, pierced the sky, and fell gracefully towards the earth.

Like the brightest stars, burning the sky, lighting up the most grand fireworks in the day.
The two who were still floating in the air immediately understood that it was the terrifying young animal missile, the nemesis of the chosen ones.

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This chess game has lasted for more than three hours. It is as long as an opera written by Wagner. There are not many pieces left on the field. Four soldiers, one elephant queen and one king.

Cheng Mo forcefully forced the clown Sith to eat the thirteen chess pieces representing him. Except Cheng Mo himself, the clown Sith was left with only five helpers wearing gas masks.

Chengmo jumps the horse to F6, the general, and the clown moves the king to H8.

Cheng Mo jumps to E8 and checks again. The clown Sith can only move the king back to G8. Cheng Mo jumps the horse to F6 and checks again. The king who is forced in the corner can only move back to H8.

Next, as long as Cheng Mo repeats the above operations, it will be a tie, and the atmosphere in the carriage has entered a moment of incomparable solemnity. People's eyes are a little wandering, they are all waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Napoleon VII to launch an attack on the Clown Sith, so that they can earn time to activate the carrier and then escape.

The clown Sith didn't care about the surrounding situation, he shrugged his shoulders and said to Cheng Mo: "It seems to be a draw, we still have something to play next. But don't you really think about it? If you still ask to play I won't play chess with you again."

Everyone thought that the clown Sith was still working hard to confuse Cheng Mo, and it seemed that he was going to preach to Cheng Mo again, but at this unexpected moment, the clown Sith suddenly jumped into the air and snapped his fingers, "Truth: Pharaoh The Serpent" began to be released.

To deal with the chosen ones, he didn't use an instant explosion, but a khaki-yellow poisonous gas-filled swelling like a giant snake.

At this moment, the last few carriages of the train were rolled up by the giant khaki snake. There was no explosion or burning. Only the colorless and odorless poisonous gas spread with the giant snake. The furniture and Parts flew around, and the chosen ones activated their own carriers in a panic.
Cheng Mo looked up at the clown Sith, who floated above the head of the giant snake like a god. This scene was so strange that it was like a scene in a blockbuster special effects movie. It was the first time Cheng Mo had seen such a mysterious skill. The clown Sith's whole body exuded a frightening light, which was somewhat hazy in the poisonous gas, like a circle of light storms. As long as the snake's head was bitten off, ordinary people could only die.

The clown Sith said to everyone with a strange smile: "Want to escape? You have to ask me if my missile promises!"

As soon as the clown Sith finished speaking, several glaring balls of light fell from the Gulfstream-650 in the sky, and they came straight to K20 with curling white smoke. In order to drive out the extermination, he didn't even interrogate, and he didn't even find the clues of God's gene, so he turned on the massacre mode, which is really unreasonable.

But now is not the time to worry about these things. People not only need to prevent viruses, but also have to find ways to survive from the overwhelming missiles.
(End of this chapter)