Rebel Demon King

Chapter 821 Pure White Night (1)

(More than 1000 words have been added to the previous chapter. Book friends who have read it for the first time can read it again)
Cheng Mo destroyed the crane, so that even if the people of Hydra found that Ayala was trapped on the magic carpet, there was no way to get her back to the headquarters building from the magic carpet in time. Originally, Cheng Mo planned to take Ayala's Ouroboros was placed in the crane, but after a little thought he did not do so.He jumped off the crane, walked to the edge of the top platform against the cold wind, stood on the concrete wall and looked down, judged the place where he could borrow strength, then took a deep breath, squatted down and grabbed At the edge of the wall, he leaned his body out of the building and stepped on the concrete outer wall with both feet.

Cheng Mo glanced down again, the distance of more than 200 meters was like an abyss, falling from such a high place, even the carrier could not bear it.But he doesn't have many choices, time is limited, and he can't take off the shielding ring and return to the body, and then wait twelve hours before activating the carrier. If he doesn't climb down from the outer wall, he can only force his way from the inside. The efficiency and safety of the building are higher.

Fortunately, in order to pretend to be an unfinished building, the Hydra headquarters is not as smooth as the most fashionable glass building in the metropolis, so that there is no foothold at all. Every two or three floors, the building has a little raised outer eaves, which is not easy for ordinary people. It is not enough for people to come here, but it is enough for the carrier. Cheng Mo has tried to climb skyscrapers with the carrier, but it is the first time that it is so high.

"As long as the quality of Hydera's Rhona is not too bad, there will be no problem." Cheng Mo thought to himself, then he let go of his hand and slid down the vertical wall.At such moments, Cheng Mo also has the mood to think about unimportant things, just as the friction sound of expensive leather soles against the wall is indeed different from that of rubber soles, the sound of wind at 200 meters above the ground is also different from that of low floors, and the sound of lightning Before the general thinking was over, his fingertips touched the raised concrete eaves of the 93rd floor.

Cheng Mo firmly grasped the concrete eaves and successfully resisted the gravity of the earth. He glanced down again and made some calculations in his mind. 50 seconds can just reach the terminal speed of the human body - [-]M/S, which is a little bit faster than the speed at which a bullet exits the barrel of a gun.

"This is really an interesting coincidence!" Cheng Mo said to himself at an altitude of 200 meters. He grasped the concrete eaves and did a pull-up, felt the firmness of the cement eaves, and thought: "It looks like The engineering quality of all the buildings of the Black Death is very reliable. Fortunately, the outer wall of the Hydra headquarters building will only call the police if it is forcibly broken into, otherwise things will be a bit troublesome."

With a determined heart, Cheng Mo let go of his hand again, repeating simple and mechanical movements again and again. It took more than ten minutes to reach the distance that can be reached in [-] seconds of free fall to reach the sixth floor.At the safe height of the sixth floor, Cheng Mo jumped directly onto the square. After getting up, he looked up at the seemingly unattainable skyscrapers. Under the powerful body functions of the carrier, he was also walking on the ground. Cheng Mo sighed The person himself was weak, and then he patted the ashes on his hands, and walked towards Aristotle Road against the cool evening wind.

As for the ten kilograms of heroin, there was no way to get back inside the building just now, and it might be difficult to get it back. As long as it can solve the serious problem of Xiyuanji Benimaru, he doesn't take the ten kilograms of heroin too seriously.It’s really impossible to have Ayala’s Uroboros in hand. Cheng Mo doesn’t intend to use this to threaten Ayala. He doesn’t want to offend Hydra too much, and hopes that he can keep his identity as a doctor of the Black Death. It was also the reason why Cheng Mo didn't kill Ayala.

Perhaps it should be said to be one of the reasons. More or less what Ayala said touched Cheng Mo. He didn't sympathize with Ayala's fate. In his opinion, Ayala was lucky. It's a pity that a famous historical and cultural city is being destroyed by artillery fire. Notre Dame de Paris can still be repaired, but Damascus is gone.

Cheng Mo quickly walked into the slums, he was already very familiar with this place, and it was time to cut off the power and water, but there was still a lot of light here, besides the stars and lights, there were also bonfires. If not allowed, the flame that symbolizes light may cause an explosion that symbolizes destruction.The familiar smell filled his nose, but Cheng Mo saw an old man in rags holding a box of broken chalk, teaching a group of children to read with a broken blackboard next to the burning garbage dump, he felt the smell Not as disgusting as it was at first.

However, today is different from the previous few days. A few days ago he came in dressed as a homeless man, but today he wore a famous brand. Although the soles of his iron lion Tony's shoes were completely worn out, it did not affect him at the moment. In the slums is the bright moon in the darkness, and those eyes in the darkness are all focused on him.

Cheng Mo had no time to appreciate the meaning of these eyes. To a chosen person, these people are no different from ants.He walked forward quickly, and there was an alley not far ahead that could lead out of the slums.

However, things were not so easy. A sad-faced Middle Eastern woman rushed out from the corridors on both sides. She stepped on the garbage piled on the side of the corridor and grabbed Cheng Mo's arm in the middle of the narrow road. Said in Saudi language: "Guest, come in and patronize me, only five euros."

Now that Cheng Mo has no trouble listening to Saudi, he shook his head and said in a low voice, "No need."

"Guest, please! I've only been in Athens not long ago, it's very clean. Even though I'm a little older, I will definitely satisfy you."

Cheng Mo shook his head again, he thought maybe she really just came here not long ago, so he didn't know how many euro cents this kind of deal was in the slums.

However, the woman grabbed Cheng Mo's arm and dragged him with half bent legs to prevent him from leaving. The woman begged bitterly: "I really beg you, five euros is not enough, two euros is fine, you go to the red light district outside at least Twenty euros."

Cheng Mo turned his head and glanced at the woman. He never looked at her directly, just like a person would not lower his head to look at the ants on the street under normal circumstances.The face of this Middle Eastern woman was heavily powdered. The cheap white powder just filled in the wrinkles of the skin instead of smoothing it out. This made her look older, even enough to be his grandma.She has a bit of black eye shadow around her eyes, presumably to cover up the dark circles, and the brown pupils have lost their luster and are purely a container of hopeless gray, so full that it It overflowed, but unfortunately not in tears.

The container has dried out so completely that there are no tears.

"You can't do anything." Li Jiting's words echoed in Cheng Mo's mind, and Cheng Mo was about to shake off the woman's hand.At this moment, a child's cry sounded in the room behind the woman, and Cheng Mo looked into the dark room. There was no candle in it, only disturbing crying.The woman noticed Cheng Mo's gaze, and begged again in a low voice: "They won't affect you, I will call the children out later."

A deep sadness covered Cheng Mo's heart like icy snow. Inexplicably, Cheng Mo felt powerless and small, and he remembered Ayala's words again, "You people with extraordinary power have never thought of saving Ordinary people howling in the flames of war? Never before, not only sitting on the sidelines, but even being an accomplice!" At this moment, Cheng Mo felt that he had become a transparent ghost, like a balloon that had lost its traction, and floated towards the sky weightlessly.

"Go in!" Cheng Mo whispered.

"Two euros, two euros." The woman couldn't wait to stretch out her hand to Cheng Mo, and immediately she said hesitantly, "If you give me more, I can. More. Give you some. Services."

"I'll let you in." Cheng Mo said expressionlessly.

"You can't lie to me, if you don't pay me, I will tell Jihad!"

Cheng Mo didn't speak but walked into the room. The woman grabbed his arm as if she was afraid of her running away. Cheng Mo didn't push away the woman who smelled like garbage. The furniture is only a few tattered mattresses and bowls issued by the Greek government. Five children of different ages are lying on the tattered mattresses. In winter, they don’t even have quilts to cover them.

Cheng Mo followed the crying sound and saw a thin girl in a red sweater curled up in the corner, holding a crying child in her arms.His tearing cry was emotionless, and it didn't make people feel pity at all, it only made people feel noisy.

The woman yelled, "Amyra, light the candles, and take the brothers and sisters out."

Cheng Mo remembered that "Aymera" means "hope" in Saudi language.

The little girl didn't speak, but put the crying child on the mattress, and then pushed the younger brothers and sisters who were sleeping beside her. candles on.

"Hurry up." The woman said loudly impatiently, "No wonder Mubayed doesn't like you, you see, it takes a long time to ask you to do something! If you can't do it for a long time, I wouldn't like you if I were a man Such a woman."

"Woman?" Cheng Mo glanced at the girl named Amira again. Her body is as thin as paper, and her hands and legs are not much thicker than bamboo. It seems that she is no more than 12 years old at most, and she is still in elementary school in China. age.

"If you can get married as soon as possible, you can get some food in exchange for something," the woman murmured. The little girl holding the child looked at her mother timidly, then glanced at Cheng Mo, and led her siblings out of the room. .

The woman warned: "Amyla, you go far away, you can go to see Teacher Rahman teaching how to read, maybe he will kindly give you some food."

The little girl hung her head and did not answer.

The candles in the room illuminated the cold darkness, and dark shadows swayed on the walls.The woman grabbed her clothes, looked at Cheng Mo expectantly and said: "If you don't pay if you come in as agreed, I won't."

Cheng Mo didn't wait for the woman to finish speaking, he interrupted her and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

The woman smiled in embarrassment, and replied: "Dear guest, my name is Bashar."

"Bashar." Cheng Mo took out Ayala's Ouroboros from his trouser belt and handed it to the woman in front of him, "Tomorrow you take this watch to the guard in the building in front and ask him to take you Go see Ahmadi, or you can wait, someone will come to you, you give them your watch and they will put you on a job."

The woman took the watch with some doubts. She looked at it over and over again, her expression seemed to be that she didn't believe it was worth the money, she swallowed, and returned the watch worth hundreds of millions to Cheng Mo and said, "I just want money, can you Give me the money. My kids are still waiting to eat, they haven't eaten all day!"

Cheng Mo didn't laugh at her ignorance, he didn't take the watch, he just took out a wad of money from his trouser pocket, but after thinking for a while, he only gave her a [-] Ouse, "These are enough for you to eat for several days .”

After finishing speaking, Mo turned and walked towards the door. The woman stared blankly at the one hundred euros in her hand. Just as she was about to call out Cheng Mo, Cheng Mo was gone when she raised her head. Only Cheng Mo's voice was left in the air, "Will you please?" Don't sell the watch, if you sell the watch, you will lose everything!"

The woman chased after her, but she didn't see Cheng Mo while she was pawing at the door frame. She seemed to have experienced a miracle, and immediately knelt down towards the east, clasped her hands together, lowered her head and sobbed, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

Cheng Mo walked quickly towards the exit of Aristotle Road. Although he had just done a good deed, he was not in a happy mood at all.He has mixed feelings in his heart. Just a few decades ago, the suffering of the Chinese people was even more miserable than this. However, just after 20 years of recovery, there are countless keyboard warriors clamoring for war. They don't understand the cruelty of war at all. Knowing that bullets whirl through the body and take more than life, not understanding that bombs level houses and destroy more than homes.

They think that war is the same as in the game, just pull the trigger and wait for the next resurrection after death; they think that war is the same as in the movie, full of sacredness, full of blood, full of comrades in arms, singing the phrase "Aspirations eat barbarian meat when hungry , laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu'.War is just a devil, it plunders not only life, but also hope, because it turns men into corpses, women because it turns into prostitutes, and children because it has no future.

They have never seen the scene in the slums, so they yearn for it.

This is really ironic.People who have never experienced war, watch the news and regard war as a good topic of conversation, happily talking about the battering of the armies of two countries in the third country.Some people complain that the country is too weak when there are frictions between the country and neighboring countries, and they should level up Seoul, Tokyo, Hanoi and New Delhi
The speed at which human beings forget history is really fast.Even if it is written in the history books how horrible the war is, the pain will be forgotten when the scar is healed.

Cheng Mo felt inexplicably heavy, which made him feel like he was suffering from a heart attack again, and his breathing became depressed. He lowered his head and walked out of Aristotle Road quickly, not wanting to take a second look at this place, nor did he want to stay here any longer For a second, what is suffocating here is not the stench, but the sins of human beings themselves.

Walking out of the dark alley and leaving the slums, Cheng Mo looked up at the street lights on the side of the road, and there was a golden carriage parked under the street lights. There was a blue shield pattern surrounded by golden bees on the carriage of the golden carriage, and two white thoroughbred horses Sniffing under the street lamps, Maurice, the butler of Napoleon VII, was sitting in front of the carriage. He was wearing a black dress and a "collar" made of pleated muslin was tied around his neck.

This somewhat dilapidated street looks resplendent because of the appearance of this carriage.

But there are two worlds across the street, Cheng Mo thought: "There are no saints in this world, everyone is guilty."

(End of this chapter)