Rebel Demon King

Chapter 930 Blood Blooms on the Road to the Throne (End)

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Several drones with high-definition cameras traveled through the wind and snow, and retransmitted the images back to the director's studio.

The glass curtain wall of the building opposite France [-] TV station has been cracked into the appearance of a spider web. Philip, who is wearing a French marshal costume, stands in the center of the spider web against the force of gravity, and his feet are sticky like prey. Clown Sith in the middle of the net.

The high-definition camera under the drone rotated the lens, and the original vertical picture turned horizontally, so the seemingly abnormal picture became normal, and the vertical glass curtain wall became a flat ground, inserted into the glass curtain wall like a nail The god Philip on the wall will become standing, while the clown Sith hanging on the wall will become a lying posture.

But the strange thing is that the white snowflakes did not fall from the sky, but crossed the entire screen.

General Philip's scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind and snow, and the strong wind blew off Sith's red Christmas hat, which fluttered like a butterfly among the snowflakes and danced along the glass curtain wall.

"Shocking!" The director stared at the monitor and trembled with excitement, "Incredible picture! After 15 seconds, cut in the picture for me, rotate the camera to slow down, stretch and zoom in on the panorama first, and then close-up the close-up." After a pause, the director was very anxious shouted, "Find a way to collect the voice for me!"

A drone flew closer, and hoarse vibrato and noisy wind came from the monitor earphones.

The clown Sith reached out and fiddled with some messy green curly hair a few times and said, "It's too bad! You caused me to lose a hat! Mr. God General."

"I'm really curious what made you become the person you are now. You were severely traumatized as a child? An alcoholic father? A mother who was a skilled woman? Or suffered from elders X abuse?" Philip looked down at the clown Sith with a little pity, his two military boots stepped on the clown Sith's armpit, his feet clamped the clown Sith's chest tightly, and he could clearly see The red Santa Claus coat was torn, and the exposed chest was somewhat deformed.

The clown Sith seemed oblivious to the pain. He licked his lips, looked at Philip with vacant eyes and said, "I think this is the villain of a Hollywood movie? Misunderstanding, maybe there are some people who have experienced painful experiences when they were young, and when they grow up, they will choose to use some uncomfortable means to retaliate against the world! But that is definitely not me." The clown Sith shook his head and said sincerely, "Respected Your Excellency, I think you have misunderstood me. Although I often lie to others, there is no need for me to deceive you. In fact, I don't have a father, and I don't know who my mother is, but my childhood was very happy. I know I really remember every Christmas I spent, in the orphanage, the big guys gathered around the Christmas tree and unpacked the gift boxes, and at night the amiable dean would stuff the socks by the bed with candy. Now I recall that it was a sweet time. Time. In fact, I am a person who hates violence. I choose to do this, just follow my true feelings. Just to let this insensitive society have a little more love and compassion! Let these poor lambs who are raised in captivity know their situation”

"It's really a lofty ideal." General Philip sneered, "But have you watched too many Hollywood movies with mental retardation? Still imitating clowns, and even finding a seemingly righteous motive for the crimes you committed?"

"Imitation?" The clown Sith's face twisted for a moment, "I don't care how you define me, but I have never imitated anyone! Don't compare me with a virtual character! I am the only one in this world A real comedy artist! I don’t need to look for any righteous or evil motives. I’m not like you sanctimonious generals. I simply like the truth and fairness brought about by this chaos. Don’t use justice or evil to define it Me! No matter which position has weaknesses, I am completely neutral, so I have no weaknesses."

"You have no weakness?" God Philip sneered.

"You see. You are stuck in your own position of 'justice'. Even if you want to trample me to death like an ant, you just can't. You have to think about your position of justice. You The poor citizens of Paris must be protected, and though you think it would be right for the Parisians to be buried with me, you dare neither say nor do it. You see, what a weak thing justice is!" The clown Sith reluctantly raised his finger and pointed at Philip, laughing and crying, "Do you know why I didn't resist? Because I know that the more incompetent and less threatening I am, the less you can do. Don't care how much threat I have, they only care how can you keep me from handing over the remote control, how can you not save them when you have the upper hand? They won't condemn me, they will only blame you as a hero for being incapable! Ordinary people think with their asses , Just like in the destiny voting just now, the audience didn't care at all who was the most talented, who had the best performance, and who was more useful to this society! Their eyes only saw who was the worst, but they didn't sympathize with him, they just High and merciful, to show your superiority. So there is no doubt that the winner must be a real estate salesman with no talent. Believe it or not, there will even be many people on my side! If you don’t believe it, the two of us can Take a bet."

The patience on Philip's face had completely disappeared, and something was burning in his eyes, like the sun. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he couldn't bear to beat the clown Sith violently at any time.

The clown Sith smiled and said: "Hey! Your Excellency, you should look at your current appearance, it is really ridiculous. You have to relax a bit, don't put the whole of Paris on your shoulders, there is no need to show that you care In fact, you don’t care that much about the lives of these people, why don’t you let me continue the show? In this way, some people will be rescued! Oh! By the way, I can invite you to be a special guest. If you perform well, I can consider releasing less poisonous gas."

The blue electric light pierced into the body of the clown Sith again, and with the sound of hissing, blue smoke came out of his trembling body, and the smell of burning pervaded the air. God General Philip said coldly: "Do you want to Playing games? I'll play with you to the end"

"Fun to the end?" The clown Sith seemed to have heard an extremely funny joke. He was trembling with laughter, "Don't you want to save countless Parisians trapped in poisonous gas? Is this good? If you pass it on to me, I will give you the remote control. What you lose is only a little power, but you can save countless people! This deal should be a good deal, right?"

After speaking, the clown Sith turned his head to look at the drone suspended in the air not far away, and said playfully: "Look, countless people in Paris are looking forward to your choice!"

General Philip knew that the clown Sith did this purely to confuse people. If he really wanted to pass on the god to the clown Sith, that would push the whole world into the abyss. He raised his hand and shot a blue electric light. The drone exploded into sparks.Then he lifted his foot and kicked the clown Sith hard between the legs.The clown Sith slid like a cannonball from the middle of the glass curtain wall to the top of the building with a crash. The glass that had already been cracked into spider webs couldn't bear it anymore, and fell like snowflakes falling like a goddess.

Before the castration of the clown Sith on the glass curtain wall was over, General Philip, who flew up like lightning, was punched in the face again, his body was folded into a line, and he was blasted into the building like The stone hammer that demolished the house smashed countless office desks and chairs, and stopped in the middle of the building.

There are still many passers-by hiding on this floor. Some screamed and huddled together, and some ran desperately to other places.

General Philip flew in, and the clown Sith sat up from the mess, put his hands on the ground, looked at the expressionless General Philip, and said with a strange laugh: "I have time to play, you can play!" There is no time to continue playing. You want to take a closer look, how can I arrange so many poison gas devices in Paris under Ou Yu's nose without being discovered?"

Philip changed his face, kicked his kick like kicking a ball, and swung it on the head of the clown Sith. In an instant, the clown Sith burst into a nosebleed, and his body rushed up like a rocket, and he passed through the other side. The glass curtain wall flew out of the building.

God General Philip teleported to the top of the clown Sith, clasped his hands and smashed on the back of the clown Sith, and immediately the clown Sith fell to the ground like a meteor, smashing a crater on the marble square at the foot of the tall building.Then he turned into a sharp sword and pulled out a red trail in the air, piercing straight into the clown Sith's abdomen, denting the clown Sith's entire body, even as strong as a carrier, he couldn't bear such a big blow, splashing all over his body Countless blood flowed out.

The clown Sith was still laughing "hehe" with blood foam in his mouth. While twitching his body, he moaned like pain and joy: "Violence is just a sign of weakness. You are afraid of Mr. General, you I am afraid. As the patron saint of France and even Europa, your biggest enemy is actually not me, but the people you want to protect! How ridiculous you look."

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When Cheng Mo said "it's not impossible", everyone's eyes lit up, and they looked at Cheng Mo in unison.

"What way?" Bai Xiuxiu asked anxiously immediately, she was so excited that she subconsciously raised her hand to grab Cheng Mo's arm, but soon Bai Xiuxiu realized something was wrong, and immediately let go of her hand.

But in this case no one noticed these small details.

"Although we can't fly, we can go deeper underground." Cheng Mo replied.

"Deeper underground? Do you mean to forcibly enter the subway station? Or find a way to return to the magnetic levitation pipeline when you came back?" Gu Zhixue frowned and asked. It's not that he didn't think about going back the way he came, but Ou Yu's station entrance is not where he can go back if he wants to. As for taking refuge in the subway station, the risk is greater than finding a skyscraper, so he doesn't think Cheng Mo has come up with a good idea.

Cai Shufeng snorted immediately: "It's impossible to go back! The elevator shaft was at least 30 meters deep just now. We don't have a carrier or an exoskeleton. How can we go down? We can't wait until the carrier can be activated, right? At that time, the entire park will be engulfed by poisonous gas." .”

Cheng Mo glanced at Cai Shufeng and said indifferently, "I'm not that stupid."

"Then what do you mean?" Gu Zhixue asked puzzled.

"The catacombs of the [-]th arrondissement are near the Luxembourg Gardens."

"The Catacombs?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Obviously, not everyone knew about this historical site.

Cheng Mo nodded.

Bai Xiuxiu and Cheng Mo have been to the catacombs before, knowing that the catacombs are connected to the sewers of Paris, they said with some doubts: "But the broadcast did not say that the poison gas device is in the sewers of Paris, now there are not only poison gas but also landmines in the sewers !"

Cheng Mo said in a low voice: "Under the catacombs, there is also an underground city composed of countless limestone quarries and bunkers. However, because it is very dangerous, this underground city is usually not allowed to enter, and few people know about it."

There was a light of surprise in everyone's eyes.

Gu Zhixue asked: "Ah! Is there such a place? Is this underground city leading to Le Bourget Airport?"

"We can't go to Le Bourget Airport from the underground city. But we can go to the Seine River, as long as we can 'borrow' a cruise ship, we can quickly reach the suburbs and escape from Paris. How can we go to Le Bourget? Hot airports are fine." Cheng Mo replied in a low voice.

Cai Shufeng sneered and said, "'Borrow'? This word."

"Cai Shufeng!" Bai Xiuxiu looked at Cai Shufeng, and said coldly, "Go back first, calm down, and think about where you went wrong."

When Bai Xiuxiu directly interrupted, Cai Shufeng lowered his head, he was silent for a while, then turned and left.Bai Xiuxiu watched Cai Shufeng go away, and immediately lifted Cai Shufeng's team management authority in the Chat Room of the Chosen One, and then looked at Cheng Mo: "Where can I find the boat?"

Cheng Mo pointed to the north and said: "Use the carrier to walk in this direction, you can reach the bank of the Seine River. This is a famous sightseeing area. There are at least seven or eight piers nearby. It should be easy to find cruise ships."

Bai Xiuxiu looked in the direction of Cheng Mo's finger, turned her head and said "OK", several people asked Cheng Mo some details, discussed the approximate meeting place, listened to the broadcast on Bai Xiuxiu's mobile phone again, and confirmed ten The fourth district returned to the team without being attacked by poison gas.

Time was running out, and Bai Xiuxiu didn't delay, and directly issued an order, and told him to unite as one, then activated the carrier with Zhang Zuoyong and Gu Zhixue and left the team.

Cheng Mo organized everyone to make some simple stretchers, carried the injured students and Bai Xiuxiu who activated the carrier, and two other instructors left the Luxembourg Gardens and ran towards the Place Denfert-Rochereau in the [-]th arrondissement.The Luxembourg Gardens are only two stops away from Place Denfert-Rochereau. Although the [-]th district has not been attacked by poison gas, Cheng Mo also asked Xie Minyun to go ahead to investigate the road conditions. Anyway, Xie Minyun is not that afraid of poison gas.

The situation along the way was even more chaotic than Cheng Mo imagined. At first, he thought that Christmas shops closed early, and the 17th and [-]th districts were tourist areas, and the buildings were almost all old buildings with no residents. The road leading to Place Denfert-Rochereau is not a main road, unlike the N[-] highway on the other side of the Luxembourg Gardens, which is a main road across Paris, so the scene should not be too scary.

But this is not the case. They witnessed what is called the end of the world along the way, and all the pictures in those movies appeared before their eyes.People fled around like demented zombies, and cars drove onto the sidewalk, regardless of passers-by, honking their horns and forcing overtaking.Some people of color even wore hats and masks and smashed open the shop windows in groups. The shards of glass were everywhere, shining brightly under the street lamps.A fire broke out in a building not far away, and the thick smoke scattered and the air was filled with a pungent smell.Everyone's face is full of bewildered fear, and the rapid shouts and horns seem to be clamoring for fear.
Fu Yuanzhuo trotted along with the team, his mind was in chaos. In fact, none of these pictures could enter his mind. He just tried to avoid breathing while running. He always felt that there was a strange smell in the air, like It was kerosene and it looked like plastic was burning. He raised his head and stared at Xie Minyun in front of him. As long as Xie Minyun opened his mouth, he was ready to hold his breath and run back.

But Xie Minyun has been advancing between the streets with black smoke and fine snow, which makes every breath of Fu Yuanzhuo feel like he is experiencing a great adventure. He always feels that he may inhale the poisonous gas and then lie on the ground die.The heartbeat became more and more violent, as if it was going to explode through the chest, and suddenly Fu Yuanzhuo regretted that he had become the chosen one.

He looked at Cheng Mo who was not far in front, and found that his face was expressionless, and his breathing rhythm was steady and scary. Fu Yuanzhuo felt ashamed of his timidity, and remembered that when he read comics, he always fantasized that he was the hero. It was only at this moment that I realized that a hero is really not something that ordinary people can be, at least he can't be.

When thinking about messy things, Fu Yuanzhuo even forgot to avoid breathing, but luckily nothing happened.They arrived at the Denfert Rochereau Square smoothly.Along the way, there was only one such huge team like them. No one cared about them.

The team stopped at the side of the square. Fu Yuanzhuo walked to the front without knowing why, and saw Xie Minyun looking at the pupils of a woman lying on the ground. The little girls were sitting in the snow and crying, and one of them, who was a little older, was holding on to his mobile phone and calling for help, wiping his tears with his chubby little hand and asking with sobs when the ambulance would arrive.

Fu Yuanzhuo looked around and saw that there were many cars parked on the ring road of Place Denfert-Rochereau, perhaps because of the traffic jam, there was no one in the car for a long time.The rolling shutter at the entrance of the subway has also been pulled down. Some people are standing next to them listening to the radio, and some are watching the live broadcast with a tablet. There is a circle of people standing around him. I don't know why these people are so calm.Someone lit a trash can to keep warm, and more people were holding tools to forcefully pry the shutter.

Although there were many people around the entrance of the subway station, no one paid attention to the two crying girls, and no one went to see the lying woman, except Xie Minyun.
Fu Yuanzhuo complained in his heart that the quality of the gringo was not very good. Watching Xie Minyun check the pupils of the woman lying on the ground, and then quickly felt the pulse, he spoke French to the two little girls, standing close Some French people immediately gathered around and began to question Xie Minyun.Fu Yuanzhuo's English is ok, and he can handle Japanese, but he is blind in French. Just as he was about to ask He Muxian next to him if he understands French, he heard Gu Feihua, who was not far away, whispered dissatisfiedly, "I can't protect myself. Running with people, I am also convinced."

Fu Yuanzhuo immediately shut his mouth, and immediately heard the students discussing, thinking that Xie Minyun should not be nosy.But Cheng Mo, who was standing in front, just looked back, and the students immediately fell silent, and even Gu Feihua stopped talking.This made Fu Yuanzhuo a little surprised, unknowingly, Cheng Mo had the power to convince the crowd.

This kind of power cannot be called leadership, but because of his unquestionable absolute strength, people have to be convinced.Fu Yuanzhuo sighed involuntarily: "Thighs are thighs!"

"What?" He Muxian asked.

"It's nothing!" Fu Yuanzhuo shook his head, "I just think it's great to have someone like a senior in the team. She doesn't even give up on strangers, so she won't give up on us classmates!"

Fu Yuanzhuo deliberately spoke loudly, the restless expressions on the faces of other students became solidified, and then disappeared, and even a few girls took the initiative to go up to help, including Jin Jinhan.

The group didn't delay for long. After Xie Minyun kindly told a group of foreigners that they knew where it was safe, a group of people followed them to the entrance of the "Paris Catacombs".

After turning two corners, Fu Yuanzhuo saw a green-painted iron gate tightly closed, and a "close" sign hung on the window of the green iron ticket office that said "Paris Catacombs".

Everyone stopped in their tracks, first looked up at the towering iron gate, and then unconsciously turned their eyes to Cheng Mo.

Seeing Cheng Mo stepping forward, Fu Yuanzhuo stretched out his cold red hands from his cuffs and knocked on the ticket window a few times. In the icy silence, the sound of "哐, 哐, 哐" was a bit oozing. people.

Seeing that no one responded, Cheng Mo turned his head to look at Xie Minyun, but did not speak. Xie Minyun stepped forward calmly and popped a white light with his fingertips, flying through the gap between the iron gates and cutting open the iron gate. Quality door latch.

The light inside the iron gate was on, and there were still some undisappeared footprints in the white snow. The footprints stretched to the entrance of the catacomb. A group of foreigners swarmed in, rushing straight at the lighted place like moths to a flame. Entrance.

Xie Minyun shouted several words in French and English, but no one listened to her.

Fu Yuanzhuo was also about to rush forward, but Cheng Mo raised his hand to stop them, shook his head and said, "Let them go first, the reason why the dungeon is called the dungeon is because it is big enough to accommodate many people. But the broadcast did not mention that citizens should seek refuge in the dungeon, because the dungeon itself is not a safe place, and the terrain is complex and the waterways spread and it is easy to get lost. Not to mention, if the sewer above explodes, it is likely to cause a landslide in the dungeon below. .It is easy for them to run around and get into trouble."

Hearing Cheng Mo's words, Taijilong's students also watched the group of foreigners enter the catacombs.However, the two little French girls, several women and the older people did not run away. The little girl couldn't run away even if she wanted to. After all, the two mothers were still being carried on stretchers by Tai Chi Dragon students. As for the other people, Probably because he felt that it was safer to follow this group of young people who looked harmless to humans and animals.

After all the foreigners entered the catacombs through the narrow spiral staircase entrance, Cheng Mo let the students carrying stretchers go down to the catacombs first, then the girls, and finally the boys.After entering the tomb, Cheng Mo adjusted the order of the team again. Some boys went in front, those who carried the stretcher went in the middle, some boys went in the back, and the girls could go wherever they wanted. As for the foreigners who followed them, Cheng Mo I don't care.

Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun led the way, while Gu Shining and Zhang Hongjun were in the rear.As a new student, Fu Yuanzhuo was assigned to the front. It was the first time he had entered such a terrifying dungeon. The walls on both sides were covered with white bones, and the dim lights sprinkled on them were creepy.If it wasn't for the crowd, Fu Yuanzhuo felt that if he came here alone, he would be scared and run away immediately.However, this was just the beginning of a terrible journey. Under Cheng Mo's leadership, they broke through a hole blocked by barbed wire. The narrow hole in the wall was half a person's height from the ground. Compared with this hole, the underground tomb just now Simply heaven.

In the circular passage, only two people can stand side by side. There is no light yet, so we can only move forward with the help of the mobile phone flashlights in the hands of a few foreigners.Fu Yuanzhuo didn't know what was under his feet, and he didn't dare to look at them. In short, the feet were soft, like stepping on wet mud. Thinking of the Air Yeezy 2 "Red October" on his feet, Fu Yuanzhuo Yuanzhuo felt the piercing pain in his heart, and whispered to himself with a bitter face: "I knew that I would not wear these shoes to come to Europa!"

"What shoes?" He Muxian asked curiously from behind.

"Nike Red Coconut!"

"Hey!" He Muxian laughed happily, "Fortunately, I'm only wearing North Carolina blue."

"Forget about the shoes, okay? The shoes I threw at Christian Field are all out of print." Fu Yuanzhuo said bitterly.

"Call you Saobao?" Tang Xiaoshao said.

Fu Yuanzhuo sneered and said, "I see that your box is bigger than mine, so I don't believe that you lost fewer things than me."

Fu Yuanzhuo accurately hit Tang Xiaoshao's sad story, she was bored for a while, and then said without tears: "Oh! It's a pity that I have two LO skirts. I originally planned to come to Paris to sit in a coffee shop. Those who took a few photos here, let alone taking pictures, don’t even have a skirt!”

"You just wanted to take a few pictures at the skull wall, which is definitely more awesome than taking pictures in a LO skirt in a coffee shop!" Fu Yuanzhuo said.

"If it wasn't for the broken phone, I would definitely take pictures!" Tang Xiaoshao paused, as if remembering something, and said sadly, "Oh my god! The photos in my phone won't be recoverable, right? If they can't, I'll Really cry!"

"There's nothing sexy inside, right?" He Muxian said with a grin.

"Yan your sister! I don't know how to take those photos!"

In the dark and damp underground passage, the students of Tai Chi Dragon chatted and comforted each other, passed a long distance, and came to a very spacious space, which was about two stories high, surrounded by graffiti and written in French The words "Castle" are written on it, and there are not only lights, but also TVs, computers and stereos inside. Many people have already hid in the "Castle", and most of them are sitting by the TV and watching the live broadcast.

Cheng Mo placed the foreigners in the team here, and asked for three more mobile phones with no signal, and was about to leave here, but the two little girls grabbed Xie Minyun's hand and refused to let her go. Going in the direction he designated, he stayed here with Xie Minyun to appease the two little girls.

Xie Minyun squatted down and spoke softly to the two little girls who were guarding her mother, and Cheng Mo went to the side to watch the live TV.The content of the live broadcast was somewhat beyond Cheng Mo's expectation. It was not a scene of a disaster, but a white man was crying and introducing himself. Cheng Mo was a little puzzled when he heard the voice of the clown Sith from the TV, "singing , dancing, or reciting a poem. As long as you love what you love, you can always perform it well and find resonance with the audience! Just like I have always loved comedy! I have always wanted to be a great comedian”

Cheng Mo, the clown Sith's hoarse and up-and-down voice, will never forget it for the rest of his life. Even though the sound of the TV in the cave was distorted, he immediately recognized the voice of the clown Sith.After the white man told a bad joke, Cheng Mo saw the clown Sith on the TV, although through the screen, Cheng Mo felt goosebumps all over his body when he stared at the face covered in white paint.

It didn't take long for Xie Minyun to come over. When she saw the strange face of the clown Sith on the TV screen, she trembled slightly, and then pulled Cheng Mo out of the cave and jogged along the passageway where the Taijilong students left.At the beginning, the passage was quite wide, and the ground was as smooth as cement, but soon it became narrower, the ceiling became lower, the road was potholed, and the ground accumulated more and more water.

When catching up with the Taijilong student who was going first, the water in the passage had covered his thighs and soon reached his waist. There was an unpleasant smell of water in the passage. If you look carefully, you can still see water spiders and mice Take a dip in the water.Fortunately, there is not enough light, otherwise the girls would probably be scared to death seeing so many cute animals.

Then they passed a cave full of Japanese-style murals and graffiti. Inside, some hippies were flying YE subs, playing obscene music on old-fashioned radios, and seemed to have no idea what was going on outside.When passing through the cave, the group of hippies greeted them with a smile and asked them where they were from, but naturally no one paid attention to the group of hippies.

After walking another section of the cave where the water covered their shoulders, they finally arrived at the bank of the Seine River. After arriving near the agreed Alexander III Bridge, Cheng Mo sent a message to Bai Xiuxiu, and soon received a reply, a white sightseeing boat The boat slowly approached the shore from the center of the river bank.

There is no doubt that this is the boat that Bai Xiuxiu and the others "borrowed". The current of the Seine River in winter is not turbulent, and it didn't take long to board the boat.When all the students boarded the cruise ship, the cruise ship, which can accommodate hundreds of people, flew forward like an arrow off the string.

The cabin is air-conditioned, warm as spring, and there are some boxes that seem to contain gas masks, which allows Cheng Mo to sit safely on the chair and breathe a sigh of relief, but Xie Minyun beside him is thoughtful, frowning Locked up and looking out the window at night in Paris.

Cheng Mo guessed what Xie Minyun was thinking, and was about to comfort her when he received a message from Bai Xiuxiu, telling him to come to the cockpit.Cheng Mo got up, looked at Xie Minyun's gloomy side face, hesitated for a moment, supported her shoulder and said, "Xie Xiaojin, don't worry so much, with General Philip in Paris, there won't be any big problems."

Xie Minyun looked up at Cheng Mo, forced a smile and said, "I know, I hope God Philip will be able to restore order in Paris."

Cheng Mo nodded: "Instructor Bai is looking for me."

"Go!"

Cheng Mo let out an "um" and walked out of the seat.

"By the way!" Xie Minyun took Cheng Mo's arm again and said, "Where's the phone you asked for just now? Use it for me."

Cheng Mo took out the mobile phone from the foreigner from his trouser pocket, handed it to Xie Minyun, and walked out of the cockpit quickly.

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2020年12月25日，23时41分。

There are still 19 minutes until the end of Christmas Eve.

The fifth floor of the Xiayou Palace underground bunker.

Outside the exclusive lounge of General Philip, Commander Michelle in a tuxedo was holding a red-glowing scepter and cutting the black alloy door. Two surveillance cameras were facing him above his head, but there was no The guards came to stop him.

Clotte Guyon, who was standing next to him, was holding a tablet computer, while monitoring the situation of the entire underground bunker, while watching the live broadcast of France [-] TV station.

The red light emitted by the scepter was like a blunt knife, inserted into a solid piece of wood, and moved very slowly.This kind of alloy door that can isolate teleportation is too hard, and it takes a lot of time to destroy it.It has been more than an hour before a semicircle was cut out, but Commander Michel's expression looked very calm, without showing any emotion, but his words were a little nervous: "How's the situation? Guyon!"

"General Philip is still entangled with the clown Sith, the clown Sith still has not resisted"

Commander Michel said expressionlessly: "The clown Sith knows that he can't beat General Philip, so it's better to use a gesture of non-resistance to anger General Philip."

"Philip will not be so easy to be fooled, right?"

Commander Michelle shook his head and said: "It's not a question of whether or not you'll be fooled, but that General Philip has nothing to do with people like the clown Sith. He can only pile up anger in his heart. When dealing with the clown Sith, the more stance The more justice suffers."

"You mean if it's enough and has no lower limit, it's easy to deal with the clown Sith?"

Commander Michelle smiled, and said lightly: "The evil has reached the level of the clown Sith, and it is definitely not evil that can deal with him. In fact, the clown Sith is actually better at dealing with bad guys. I have fought against him. I know him."

"According to what you mean, isn't the clown Sith invincible?"

"It should be said that in the secular world, the clown Sith has no opponent. As long as you have desires and you are caught by him, he will use various means to destroy you mentally, not physically. Just talking about gladiatorial combat, the clown Sith is far from invincible, and I can take him firmly. But in the secular world, I will try to avoid fighting him." After a short pause, Commander Michelle whispered, "However, today Everything will be different after that!"

Claude Guyon didn't speak, but just stared at the tablet computer in his hand with a dazed expression. The scene of people crying and trembling flashed through the TV screen, as well as the smoldering Paris.

Commander Michel turned his head to look at Claude Guyon while cutting the alloy door, and said softly: "Guyon, we have been preparing for seven years and we are waiting for today. If we want to promote reforms, sacrifices always come Inevitably. Most people in this era need only illusions and deceptions. They are not keen or want to master the truth at all, but we are not ordinary people. We shoulder the mission of changing the world. I think you also know that in the long In the Middle Ages, among the many issues debated by scholastic philosophy, whether knowledge should be transmitted to ordinary people has always been a major argument. In the thirteenth century, there was a German teacher named Eckhart, who was condemned as heresy at that time. That is, because he put some original The knowledge researched and explored in the monasteries and scholastics was passed on to ordinary believers, so it was regarded as a heresy. Now, we have to be a heresy against the world."

Claude Guyon's expression regained his determination, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes! Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Commander Michelle shook his head and said, "Don't call me that, I didn't do all this for a position!"

Claude Guyon opened his mouth to say something, but when he heard the voice in the earphone, he immediately said in a panic: "No, Sith the clown told God Philip that someone will deal with him!"

Grand Commander Michelle didn't speak, and urged the scepter to emit red light with all his strength, and drew a circle on the alloy door with difficulty. The red solution splashed, the deep scratches closed, and there was a heavy "clang" sound of the round alloy door. It hit the opposite floor with a dull bang.

Claude Guyon watched Commander Michel get into the room belonging to General Philip, but he didn't move, just glanced inside.The gray-haired God General Philip lay quietly on that simple camp bed with a serene face.

"God generals are actually just mortals. Mortals who are afraid of making mistakes, the higher the position, the less daring they are to make mistakes, because if they make a mistake, it will bring disaster to countless ordinary people. Therefore, most of the time I always get along with each other and do nothing. Do!"

General Philip's words suddenly rang in Claude Guyon's ears, and he suddenly felt his heart was pressed by a huge stone, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.Claude Guyon closed his eyes, he thought that he had no choice now, he had no ability to stop the person in front of him.

Maybe he was wrong in the first place, but now he can only pray that he is right.

People are probably like this, always regretting the decision they made after making the most difficult decision, worrying about whether another choice would be better.But we can never know whether another option will be better, we can only go along with the current choice.Maybe everything works out, and that's just a consolation, because you think maybe the other option is better.Maybe everything doesn't go your way, and that's a disaster, and you'll be consumed by regret and annoyance.

Claude Guyon didn't dare to continue watching, he turned and leaned against the wall next to him, staring down at the tablet computer, the voice of the clown Sith came from the earphone: "Your Excellency, the most difficult thing in this world Yes, it is definitely not a test given to you by God, but a choice given to you by the devil."

Claude Guyon was so nervous that he couldn't breathe. In the video, General Philip has not yet turned into a DNA helix, but General Philip seems to be about to kill the clown Sith soon, and chooses to return to his body.Claude Guyon closed his eyes, grasped the tablet with both hands and asked in a flustered tone: "Your Highness, Napoleon, are you still okay? You have to hurry up."

Napoleon VII in the room tore off the human skin mask glued to his face, raised his seven-star marshal scepter, and hung it above the heart of the sleeping General Philip. His face was twisted and his hands were trembling. , like fear, like excitement, and like excitement, he took a long breath and said in a trembling voice: "Don't worry, I'm just tasting the joy before victory"

The clock struck zero.

Christmas Eve has its greatest closing ever.

(End of this chapter)