Rebel Demon King

Chapter 931 We are all clowns without masks (1)

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Cheng Mo walked forward along the long aisle between the cockpit, some Taijilong students on both sides were resting their eyes with closed eyes, and some were looking at the night of Paris through the panoramic glass windows.

The Notre Dame Cathedral not far away began to ring the bell.

In December, the weather was cold and clear, and the clocks struck thirteen.

Cheng Mo opened the sliding door of the cockpit, and the entire river seemed to be echoed only by the sound of the motor.The cockpit and the cockpit are separated by a wide aisle, and the center of the aisle is separated by a railing, which serves as the boundary between the cockpit and the cockpit.Cheng Mo pushed open the fence door in the middle of the railing, and immediately there was a dog barking from the direction of the bow.Although Cheng Mo couldn't see the dogs, he knew that Bai Xiuxiu specially got some dogs tied to the bow of the boat to test the poison.He jumped over the railing, knocked on the iron door of the cockpit on the right side, and waited for the sound of "come in" from inside before pushing the door open.

The first time he went in, Cheng Mo saw Big and Teddy standing at the bow of the boat, and they had died down at the moment.Through the windshield, Cheng Mo couldn't feel the strangeness of Paris at all. Standing in the warm cockpit, he only felt as if he was peeping at the city in the sky through the snow curtain.He closed the door smoothly and turned his gaze into the cockpit. Bai Xiuxiu, Gu Zhixue, and Zhang Zuoyong were standing next to a black driver in a fully mechanized carrier. Zhang Zuoyong was a heavy-duty cyborg. Almost to the ceiling.The three instructors were all staring at the small TV set on the bridge, and at this moment, the TV show was showing that Philip would beat the clown Sith violently.And the black pilot holding the rudder was trembling. Obviously, he was afraid of Bai Xiuxiu and the others beside him, but he couldn't help but kept peeking at the killing machine that seemed to come from the future.

Cheng Mo didn't know what it was like to have a pale black face.

Now I know that fear covers his face like a film of light, making his emotions like a visible picture, which is intuitively transmitted to the eyes of others.Knowing that it's not the time to study facial expressions right now, he directly asked, "Sister Bai, what do you need from me?"

Bai Xiuxiu looked away from the TV, looked at Cheng Mo and said: "Well, it seems that only 5G mobile phones can make calls and send text messages now, and ordinary 4G can also listen to the radio. There is no other use. I just wanted to ask if you got a 5G mobile phone there?"

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "There is one in Xie Minyun's hands."

Bai Xiuxiu opened the mask, and the silver-white armor attached to her face receded to her neck like water, exposing her face. She smiled and said: "That would be great, otherwise I have to wait until I get out of the city and then contact the airport." people around."

Bai Xiuxiu's smile has a strange beauty against the background of the fully mechanized armor. Cheng Mo never thought that the combination of machinery and human beings can be so flawless. He was briefly shocked by such incredible beauty, and then said: "I'll get it."

"Don't be in a hurry, anyway, the ship can only go in this direction, and it doesn't matter if you contact the airport later." Said Bai Xiuxiu and turned to look at the TV, "You have fought against the clown Sith, what's wrong with him? With a certain understanding, what do you think his purpose is? Will he hand over the remote control of the poison gas device?"

Bai Xiuxiu asked a very eye-catching question. Gu Zhixue and Zhang Zuoyong next to him immediately removed their head armor and turned their attention to Cheng Mo. Obviously, the content broadcast on TV was not as attractive as Cheng Mo's answer.

Cheng Mo also turned his head to look at the TV beside him. Philip, who was wearing a French marshal outfit, punched the clown Sith's nose with a fist, blood spattered, and the clown Sith's head was embedded in the crater by the punch. Shaped marble floor.Cheng Mo saw the clown Sith being beaten in the underground cemetery, and when he came to the boat, he saw the clown Sith being beaten. He frowned in confusion and said, "I can't say what the purpose is, but It's definitely not as simple as creating a mess in Paris. And there's no way Sith the Clown will hand over the remote control. God Philip will be in big trouble."

"Trouble? Do you think God Philip will compromise with the mad dog Sith the Clown?" Zhang Zuoyong shook his head and said.

Bai Xiuxiu also looked at Cheng Mo and said, "You may not know General Philip well. This general looks easy to talk, but he is actually an extremely tough person. He will not compromise with the clown Sith, let alone compromise with the clown Xisi." compromise."

"Yes! What's more, what the clown Sith wants is the inheritance of the god general, which is simply impossible." Zhang Zuoyong added.

Seeing the clown Sith being beaten helplessly on the screen, Gu Zhixue said with a little disdain: "What trouble can there be? I think the clown Sith is too presumptuous to cause trouble in Paris, right? Hitting Philip God will not resist at all, and I don't know how he got into the nineteenth list."

Bai Xiuxiu, Zhang Zuoyong, and Gu Zhixue didn't think that the clown Sith could do anything, but Cheng Mo felt something was wrong. He watched the clown Sith on TV, wiped his nosebleed with his hands, and wiped his face. Yes, and then he showed a nervous smile to General Philip. There was no emotion that could be called "fear" in his expression and pupils, but a kind of excitement was burning crazily.

Many people misunderstand the clown Sith, thinking that he has a mental problem, but Cheng Mo knows that the clown Sith is indeed an acting personality, but he is actually quite normal, because he clearly knows what he wants to do , What is my goal? He has a very high IQ and is good at playing with people's hearts. He is definitely not the kind of mad dog who bites people when he is unconscious.

Then the clown Sis knows that he will meet General Philip when he comes to Paris, so he must be fully prepared. Maybe the one who is in trouble is General Philip.Of course, it is also possible that the clown Sith thinks that he can blackmail General Philip with the "poison gas", but it seems that the effect is not so good so far.

Cheng Mo stared at the clown Sith on the screen and squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Yes, the Department of Chemistry is not very good at gladiatorial combat, but three years ago at K20, the clown Sith could fight Napoleon VII." There are back and forth. I don't know how big the gap between the general and the ordinary Chosen is, but if Philip the general didn't want to kill the clown Sith, the clown Sith wouldn't even be able to fight back." After a pause, Cheng Mo said, "So it's not that the clown Sith can't fight back, but he doesn't want to fight back."

"Don't fight back?" Gu Zhixue obviously couldn't understand, and said in an incredible tone.

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "Maybe you don't pay as much attention to Clown Sith as I do. I have carefully checked all the records of Clown Sith's gladiatorial fights. So far he has maintained a complete victory. Not only that, but the duration of each round of his victory is longer Within one or two minutes, the chosen gladiators of the chemistry department usually last more than 2 minutes."

"What does this have to do with the clown Sith not fighting back?" Gu Zhixue said noncommittally.

Cheng Mo said indifferently: "The clown Sith has a habit of never taking the initiative to initiate challenges. He always chooses opponents from the challengers. Let's change the angle. When we choose the opponents of the gladiator, we will have two mentalities. One is for honor, For the sake of fame and to reach a higher ranking faster, we will take the initiative to challenge the strong; for the pure purpose of winning, we will choose opponents that we are sure to win. The latter behavior is what we call 'controlling' Points', there are not a few people who play this way. It is normal to say, but if you carefully analyze the opponent of the Clown Sith, no matter what the opponent's ranking and strength are, every round ends within one or two minutes, which is really strange This can only show that the clown Sith will choose to accept the challenge when he is 2% sure to win easily. I even suspect that he may have done a lot of work other than gladiatorial combat, rather than purely using gladiatorial skills to win .”

"You mean the clown Sith has a way to deal with General Philip!" Gu Zhixue smiled and shook his head, "It is absolutely impossible! General Philip cannot be threatened by the clown Sith. And the only person in this world who can defeat the general is Another general!"

"I think so too. I guess the clown Sith came to Paris in this situation to take advantage of the opportunity to achieve some kind of political appeal. I don't think terrorists like the clown Sith can succeed." Zhang Zuoyong nodded, expressing his agreement with Gu Zhixue statement.

Bai Xiuxiu didn't speak, but just smiled, probably thinking that Cheng Mo overestimated the clown Sith because he had encountered the clown Sith.

Cheng Mo thought: "Political appeal? The appeal of people like Sith the Clown is probably that the governments of the world disappear. In addition, defeating is defeating, and killing is killing. God will not be able to defeat, but it does not mean that God will not be able to kill die", but these words are really shocking to the world. Except for the main body of the American general who will occasionally take an aircraft carrier to go abroad, the generals of other countries are the artifacts of the country, and they will never go abroad. Not to mention, they are all under heavy protection , it is very difficult to get close, let alone assassinate.In addition, the god general itself is also powerful. It can be said that it is more difficult to assassinate the body of a god general than the commander of the United States, and it is almost an impossible task.

But that is when the situation is stable, what is impossible in the chaos of war?Especially Ou Yu's people are almost all in Germany and Christian Field.Cheng Mo was startled, startled by his own thoughts.He turned his head and looked at Paris outside the glass window. There was black smoke fluttering in the snowflakes all over the sky, and orange light was reflected in the gloomy sky. He couldn't tell which ones were firelights and which ones were lights. He subconsciously said to himself: " It looks like there is an opportunity right now."

"What chance?" Bai Xiuxiu asked suspiciously.

Cheng Mo was about to shake his head and say nothing, when the TV resumed the audio signal, and the hoarse and weird voice of the clown Sith came from inside: "Your Excellency, the most difficult thing in this world is definitely not the test that God gave you. , but the choice given to you by the devil. Now, you are faced with such a choice. If you drag on here, Napoleon VII will kill your body and make you completely disappear from this world! If you choose to kill After killing my carrier and returning to the body, I will immediately release the poisonous gas, turning the whole of Paris into a death zone in an instant. If you don’t kill my carrier and choose to return to the body, I can kill your carrier and inherit yours. The place of the god general"

Hearing the name of Napoleon VII, Cheng Mo gasped, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the screen.

"Choose? Look at your own situation before letting others choose." Philip's voice made the whole world enter a huge stillness, but unfortunately the camera didn't show Philip's face at this moment, only he could be seen scarlet His cloak seemed to be frozen in the heavy snow, the snowflakes in the air solidified quietly around him, the light cast by the street lamps was like a silhouette, and the movements and expressions of the clown Sith were also frozen in the TV.

General Philip raised his right hand high, and the blue-white "Water Holder—Sword of Oceanus" appeared in the hands of General Philip, and the blue light emitted by the "Water Holder" rolled in the air, like a blue core. light radiation.

The whole picture is very strange, as if it has been cut into three parts that are not related to each other, the clown Sith, Philip the God General and other audiences.

The "Water Holder" turned into a smear of blue and pierced the clown Sith's forehead with lightning speed. The clown Sith lying on the ground looked blank, but the last expression was still laughing wildly, as if he was not at all. Fear of such an outcome.The moment the "Water Holder" reached between the brows of Sith the Clown, Philip's movements froze for a moment, and that tall and stalwart body turned into a DNA helix in the air, dissipating into a stillness without froze for almost a second. in the snowstorm.
And the bright water-bearer sword pierced a red dot between the brows of the clown Sith, and then fell sideways into the crater-shaped depression.

"Ah~!" Several people exclaimed in unison.

Everyone knows that it takes 1 minute to 30 seconds for the carrier to return to the main body. This period of time is in an undefensible state, and it is free to be caught, even if it is a general.There is only one situation where the carrier will disappear instantly without counting down the second, and that is when the main body dies.

Everyone else seemed to be in a daze, staring at the TV without blinking.

Cheng Mo felt his temples beating, and he caught a glimpse of Bai Xiuxiu's mouth twitching from the corner of his eye.But soon he was attracted by the pictures on the TV and focused his attention on the TV.

Snowflakes began to flow under the street lamps again.

The clown Sith in the middle of the crater looked around and found the "Water Carrier" who had fallen into the snow, and immediately laughed. At first he just laughed, then he laughed loudly, and then he was out of breath from laughing I was so angry that I didn't pick up the "Water Holder" emitting a faint blue light until I coughed with laughter, and stood up slowly.

Clown Sith lifted the "Water Holder" up like an umbrella, and then he strolled leisurely in the crater, and began to hum: "du ~bi~du~bi~du, o~du~ bi~du~bi~du”

He made a movement of shrugging his shoulders in the swirling snowflakes, and then used the "water holder" as an umbrella, raised his head and made a movement of closing the umbrella, then put the "water holder" on his shoulders, and started Dancing in the snow and singing out loud: "I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again"

The clown Sith's voice is not pleasant at all. He sang a joyful and beautiful "Singin' in the Rain" like a curse that reminded him of "A Clockwork Orange" when Alex sang when he committed a crime. The very scary "Singin' in the Rain".The clown Sith's dance is particularly magical. Although it is not graceful, every movement is so coordinated and natural that people can't look away.

Both Cheng Mo and Bai Xiuxiu were so shocked that they stared at the TV dully as if possessed.No one has recovered from the death of General Philip.

"Did I read it wrong?" Gu Zhixue swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked tremblingly, "It can't be true. Dead?"

"It seems that he died otherwise. It should be the carrier of the clown Sith." Zhang Zuoyong's tone was not so sure. Any things that could be determined when he met the "God General" seemed to become uncertain.

"If General Philip really dies, we don't know what the situation will be like. We have to leave Paris sooner!" Bai Xiuxiu turned to look at Cheng Mo. "Cheng Mo, hurry up and get your cell phone, and find out what's going on at the airport first."

Cheng Mo nodded and said "Okay". Just as he was about to leave the cockpit, he felt the watch vibrate. He raised his wrist, and a green light curtain popped up in front of his eyes, which read: "Please pay attention to the chosen ones: the first "God Killer" "The Lord" was born, the system will shut down after 10 minutes, restart after six hours, and update the list of the twelve generals."

"My God! It's really dead!" Even though he was prepared, Gu Zhixue murmured in a surprised tone, his voice full of disbelief.

No one believed that a "god general" who could stand shoulder to shoulder with a "god" turned into a bubble in front of everyone's eyes.Died in such a way, since the appearance of the gods, they have been the spokespersons of the gods at the top of the human pyramid. Except for time, they have no enemies and are almost invincible.

But a god will be killed unexpectedly.

The lives of countless people and a famous city through the ages were buried with him.

This is so earth-shattering.

Everyone watched the clown Sith who was still dancing on TV and fell silent, feeling like he was still in a dream.After a long while, Zhang Zuoyong sighed and said, "We will be forced to go offline in a few minutes. We need to update the list of the Twelve Generals. It seems that either the clown Sith or Napoleon VII will inherit the seat of the Twelve Generals. Here The world must not be turned upside down!"

"It should be Napoleon VII. Ou Yu is going to be overthrown by the Rosicrucian Society. To be honest, I would rather be the clown Sith. Napoleon VII is more terrifying than a lunatic like the clown Sith! However, no matter who it is , It’s a good thing for us Tai Chi Dragon.” After a pause, Bai Xiuxiu said to Cheng Mo, “Are you familiar with this Napoleon VII? Last time you and Xie Minyun went to his event together. Dinner."

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"Yes." Cheng Mo didn't finish his sentence, as if he remembered something, he quickly turned around and pushed open the iron door of the cockpit and rushed out.In this moment, Cheng Mo's worries boiled like boiling water, making him sweat all over his body.He crossed the railing in the aisle, facing the cockpit, he could hear the commotion inside through a door, no doubt everyone was talking about the "God General", Cheng Mo opened the sliding door of the passenger cabin, the sound was loud The Tai Chi Dragon students in the entire cockpit stopped discussing and turned to look at him.

Cheng Mo didn't care so much, and looked towards the seat where Xie Minyun was sitting just now, but he didn't see Xie Minyun.There was a "buzz" in Cheng Mo's head, as if he was standing inside a bronze bell. At this moment, someone outside kept hitting the bronze bell with a wooden hammer. It's like my brain is about to explode.

His mind, which has always been extremely sober and sensitive, fell into a state of shutdown, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. His mind was full of the Xie Minyun he saw in the dismembered carriage of K20. He looked at her like a flower Slowly fading, the sunlight moved on her face that was about to fall into a deep sleep, slowly throwing her into the shadows.

All kinds of negative emotions surged in Cheng Mo's mind, like raging waves.

He tried to make himself more optimistic, so he thought, so what if Xie Minyun returned to Paris?She is a person with the "God gene". Even if she meets the clown Sith, she doesn't need to be afraid, she will be fine.No one can activate the carrier for six hours, she is the strongest in the world, even a god general can't do anything about her, yes!She also has a magical weapon like the "Singer's Horn", so what do I have to worry about?
But Cheng Mo's heart was as heavy as lead, pulled by some horrible thoughts and kept falling, like falling into a bottomless pit.

"Cheng Mo, what's wrong?" Fu Yuanzhuo stood up and asked loudly.

After hearing Fu Yuanzhuo's voice, Cheng Mo woke up from the dizziness. He ignored Fu Yuanzhuo, but walked quickly along the narrow aisle towards the stern. Everyone sat on the seat and looked at him. , Cheng Mo could clearly see himself in everyone's pupils, and the fluorescent lamp above his head sprinkled his face like frost, making his face pale and frightening.

Cheng Mo saw fear.

Exactly the same fear as the black man in the cockpit.

Cheng Mo quickly walked to the end of the cockpit, he opened the sliding door, and the icy wind came in, and he saw Xie Minyun standing by the railing at the stern holding on to the handrail in a dense mist.

The cruise ship is shaking slightly, the light and shadow are ups and downs on the Seine River, the golden Eiffel Tower in the distance is shining under the night sky, and the fine snowflakes fall into the sparkling waves and disappear instantly.The trees along the coast have already withered and withered, and the lights are tirelessly shining on the famous left bank and right bank, making the cold and silent Paris float above the bright halo.

Xie Minyun looked at Cheng Mo and smiled: "Cheng Xiaomo! I won't leave without saying goodbye."

Cheng Mo stood at the door holding the doorknob, and after calming down his bad mood, he asked in a low voice: "Do you have to go?"

"As you know, I have lived in Paris for a long time. For me, Paris is not the brightly lit Eiffel Tower, the Louis Vuitton on the street, the strong or light perfume, and it is not even the Louvre. The pyramids in front of the palace, the free pigeons on Notre Dame Square, the coffee and sunshine in the afternoon on the left bank, these are not Paris, even the romance in France is something made up in movies and novels. In fact, when I first came to Paris , I don’t think this city is so good at all, it’s far worse than Monkhai in Beijing, the streets are dirty and messy, there are thieves and robbers everywhere, and there are gypsy women who cheat donations, if you are not careful, you will fall into In the pit. Until I walked through the streets and alleys of Paris step by step, passed the small bars where Picasso and Hemingway drank, and passed the cafes where Sartre and Beauvoir wrote. Going to the endless galleries and museums on weekends, I think this is Paris. Later, Dava took me to the Marais district. The two of us were on the streets of Place des Vosges, watching a skinny street performer singing His devotion and concentration almost brought tears to my eyes." After a pause, Xie Minyun looked to the left bank and said softly, "I often take this kind of cruise ship, if I pass by St. Bernard in the evening, You can see countless people dancing tango and salsa on the left bank under the setting sun, and the scene is really romantic. Especially on weekends, going to the Paris theater to watch a French Cancan, it feels like The live reappearance of the literary movie, the beautiful French girl raised her long legs, and the red and blue skirts bloomed like flowers. It was the passionate carnival of the people of Paris. The whole picture was like an impressionist painting, romantic and charming. At this time, I Only then did I understand why Hemingway said that although he was poor in Paris in the 20s, it was the happiest time. I think what he liked was the pursuit of freedom and resistance to the world in the bones of Parisians. When you understand this , you'll be happy with annoying strikes and demonstrations"

"I know Paris is very good, and I like Paris very much. But saving Paris should not be done by you. You have no such obligation and cannot bear this responsibility! There are [-] policemen and [-] firefighters in Paris. In addition, there are special police and the army, if they can't do anything, what can you do as a girl?" Cheng Mo paused, looked at Xie Minyun and said coldly, "Don't tell me you are going to stop the clown Xie S!"

"In this city, there are my teachers, classmates, friends, and countless people who passed me by on K20. I watched so many innocent lives die in pain. I watched Rebecca's parents When I died helplessly like that, I could tell myself that there was nothing I could do, except to question the clown Sith, but today is different." Xie Minyun closed his eyes and said firmly, "Now there is nothing but me. Man can stop him. I can no longer escape"

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Claude Guyon led his subordinates to follow Napoleon VII out of Chayou Palace. Seeing that Napoleon VII went straight to the Champ de Mars without hesitation, he asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, where are we going now?"

"Go to Christian Field first!" Napoleon VII said without looking back.

"Christian Field?" Claude Guyon looked shocked, "What about Paris? Let the clown Sith mess around like this?"

"Guyon, the responsibility for Paris is not ours, but Ouyu and the French government. The bigger the clown Sith is, the better the situation is for us. When I go to Christianfield to solve Ouyu, the French ZF can't accept it." When we are on the field, we come out to clean up the mess, which is the best strategy."

"But!!"

Napoleon VII interrupted Claude Guyon expressionlessly, and said coldly: "It's nothing. Now is not the best time to stop the Clown Sith. Besides, we can't activate the carrier now, so there is no need to take unnecessary risks." Risks. Don’t care about the immediate gains and losses, and take a long-term view. Our goal is to change this country, change Europa, and even change the world. We must bear the immediate sacrifices. We must let everyone know the existence of the Chosen One. And let them fear it so much that they hate the current ZF, only then can we control the entire country smoothly."

Claude Guyon was sweating all over, he didn't dare to continue talking, he didn't even dare to take a look at Napoleon VII, he lowered his head and stared at the steps under his feet, the white snowflakes were piling up little by little, the lights It's blood red when sprinkled on top.

Claude Guyon rubbed his eyes, remembering a Chinese idiom that Napoleon VII told him a long time ago, "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things".

What is a "subsection"?
When he walked to the Victory Square, Napoleon VII stopped in his tracks. He seemed to have seen through something, turned his head to look at Claude Guyon and said sincerely: "Gayon, you have to trust me. The clown Sith did I didn’t know anything about it, I thought he just wanted to blow up Ouyu’s headquarters, how could I help him install a poison gas device in Paris? This is a city guarded by our Napoleon family for generations!”

Claude Guyon said quickly: "Your Highness, how could I believe the words of a lunatic like Sith the Clown."

The sound of a helicopter came from the sky, and two Dolphin helicopters with red lights were preparing to land at Victory Square.A group of passers-by who noticed the helicopter yelled and surrounded it like zombies.

Claude Guyon looked at the rushing crowd, hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, do you want me to stop them?"

Napoleon VII hesitated for a moment and replied: "No, we can save as much as we can."

Claude Guyon heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his palms on the leg of his trousers.

"I'll go and appease them, you take a picture with your mobile phone pretending to be a passer-by, and find someone to post it on the Internet later."

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Cheng Mo walked back to the cockpit, and just happened to meet Bai Xiuxiu who had returned to her body at the door. He stuffed the phone and a piece of Ouroboros into Bai Xiuxiu's hands expressionlessly, then turned around and was about to leave.

Bai Xiuxiu was a little stunned to see another piece of Uroboros, and at the same time, she also noticed Cheng Mo's strangeness, so she reached out and grabbed his arm and asked, "What happened?"

Cheng Mo didn't look back, but said without emotion: "Someone must be the savior, leaving Ouroboros to disembark and return to Paris."

"Ah?" Bai Xiuxiu exclaimed, and then she said to Cheng Mo, "Wait a while, don't go."

Immediately, Bai Xiuxiu returned to the cockpit, and Cheng Mo walked to the railing on the side of the ship, with the rolling waves of the Seine under his feet, and the dangerous night of Paris in his eyes, Cheng Mo grasped the railing tightly, letting the biting chill invade his palm Body, so as to relieve the restlessness in the heart.

After a while, Bai Xiuxiu came out of the cockpit, walked to Cheng Mo, looked at the bank of the Seine and sighed, "Xie Minyun is really the kind of girl who can be called a light."

Cheng Mo sneered: "If it was someone else, I would applaud and praise her greatness. Then I said in my heart that the world becomes harmonious because of these idiots. The more such idiots on earth, the better, but I don't want it to be her." Cheng Mo Mo grabbed the railing and stared at the dark river passing by, suppressing his anger and whispered, "And has she considered my feelings? I was the one who saved her on K20! I could have left in Lens just now, but in the end it was me Risking her life to go back, just because she said she was obliged to help everyone go back together. I can understand this, as a Tai Chi dragon, she should really do this, so I didn’t say anything. But I really don’t understand why she wants to go back Go find Sith the clown in Paris! So what if she lived in Paris? Terrible things happen anytime and anywhere in this world, can she handle it? Why can't she be more rational?"

Bai Xiuxiu didn't answer right away. She also lowered her head and stared at the shimmering river. After a long silence, she said softly: "Cheng Mo. No one can really understand another person. Just like me, others can't understand why I am obsessed with revenge." " Bai Xiuxiu turned her head to look at Cheng Mo, "We always say that if the world understands more and people understand each other more, it will become better. But this is impossible. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. When the other party does not interfere with other people's normal life order, they don't actually need you to understand. As long as you don't misinterpret from a hostile standpoint, as long as you don't criticize from a spectator's standpoint, that is the greatest kindness. Especially the people around you , we tend to be harsher to those around us.”

"I understand the truth, but when this happened to me, I couldn't accept it at all. It doesn't have to happen, it can be avoided!"

"Cheng Mo, do you really know Xie Minyun? Do you know how determined she is to put your two names all over Yuelu Mountain? Do you know what kind of promise she made for your freedom and safety? You know that she and How much did you pay for getting married? I think even if you don’t know, you should be able to guess because you are so smart. She is not as rational as you. In fact, she is a girl who is cold on the outside but blazing like a volcano on the inside. You are going The moment I looked for her, did I feel that all this could really be avoided?"

Cheng Mo clutched the railing tightly, staring at the river in a daze, as if he had returned to the bottom of the frozen lake at this moment, Babos was floating among the silent fish, Xie Minyun hugged him and said in his ear, "It's so happy ".But he seemed to seldom say sweet words to her, nor did he do anything romantic.In contrast, Xie Minyun has left him countless good memories, such as the adoption sign on Yuelu Mountain, the fireworks at Juzizhoutou, the history of the birth of the universe at Tsinghua University’s welcome party, and the wedding at the Yunding Church in Las Vegas
He feels that he always calculates everything very clearly, just like what Xie Minyun paid for him can be turned into a value, he silently calculates the difference between the two amounts in his heart, carefully balancing, so that each other Equal, but he ignored the fact that Xie Minyun's own value.
She herself is a weight made of gold, and he is just an ordinary iron weight. Even if the weight is the same, Xie Minyun's value is much higher than his.What's more, he is still a half-hearted person. Not only that, but he also expressed his view of love that violated universal values ​​in front of her, and Xie Minyun never blamed him.

Cheng Mo felt a little sad, and felt a little sad for his selfishness.He knew what he was going to do, no matter if he was going to Longtan Tiger's Cave or Abyss Hell, Xie Minyun would definitely go with him without asking, but he was still thinking about returning to Lance just because of her.

Others don't know, but Cheng Mo himself knows how many psychological struggles he has gone through, and calculated countless risks before making such a decision. Is he really qualified to stand at the highest point of emotion and accuse Xie Minyun of not taking care of his feelings?

Cheng Mo's mind was in a mess.

"Xie Minyun left me a message on her mobile phone. She said that if you want to go back to Paris, you must let me stop you and take you back to the capital. She also said, if anything happens, please protect me Hello, she doesn't want you to be a great person, nor does she want you to be trained in the organization. She asked me to find a way to transfer you to the Academy of Sciences to do academic research. Bai Xiuxiu took out the mobile phone that Xie Minyun had just used from her pocket, and said softly, "Want to see it?"

Cheng Mo didn't pick up the phone in Bai Xiuxiu's hand, he didn't even look at it, his hand holding the railing trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes.

"The reason I'm telling you this is because I thought of myself. When Gao Xu left, I didn't blame him for doing such a job. When we joined Taijilong, we knew there was danger, and we didn't blame him for taking on the job. He is not the only one who should not have undertaken the task. He is not the only one who died for the country. Someone will always sacrifice. I just regret why I did not go with him and stay by his side. Whenever I think of this incident, I feel like Daoxian Chengmo, I don't want you to regret it in the future."

Cheng Mo opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to face Bai Xiuxiu. The film of fear on his face disappeared, and he became calm and composed again. He said firmly, "Sister Bai, please let me Let the boat dock."

Bai Xiuxiu smiled. She put the phone back into her pocket, raised her hand to caress Cheng Mo's cheek, and looked at Cheng Mo with all her attention. The two looked at each other for a long time. Soft lips touched Cheng Mo's forehead lightly, then she raised her head and patted Cheng Mo's shoulder, saying nonchalantly, "You must come back safely."

This kiss made Cheng Mo suddenly withdraw from the heavy reality, as if being pulled onto a boat from the deep sea that could not breathe.

He stared at Bai Xiuxiu dumbfounded, not knowing what to say or what to do.

The shimmering light on the Seine River reflected on Bai Xiuxiu's fair side face, turning her into a somewhat transparent illusion, as if the whole scene was like a high-speed film, floating on a bright white curtain.

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Cheng Mo went back to the cabin to get the gas mask. He remembered that Fu Yuanzhuo had carried his backpack, so he walked up to Fu Yuanzhuo first and said, "Give me the backpack."

At this moment, the boat was slowly approaching the shore. Fu Yuanzhuo picked up the backpack from his feet and asked, "What's the matter? Where's the senior sister?"

Cheng Mo took the schoolbag, opened it and looked at it. There were only laptop chargers and two T-shirts in it. He took out the things and handed them to Fu Yuanzhuo, saying indifferently: "She went ashore to kill the clown Sith, I'm going to Find her."

"What?" Fu Yuanzhuo stood up in surprise, the charger fell off and hit the plastic chair with a loud "boom", which attracted the attention of everyone in the cabin.

Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the exit of the cockpit, where the gas masks were piled up.

Holding the laptop in his arms, Fu Yuanzhuo asked loudly in disbelief: "You mean you're going to go ashore now to help senior sister kill the clown Sith?"

"Mainly to get the remote control for the gas device, but I think it's easier to kill Sith the Clown before he releases more gas."

"Damn! Are you crazy?" Fu Yuanzhuo quickly put the laptop on the seat and chased after him.

"When the world has no good luck, heroes are always needed to stand up and give ordinary people some warmth and hope." Cheng Mo bent down to pick up a box, opened it for inspection, and then put the gas mask into his backpack.

"Being a hero is good, but being a martyr is a little bit," Fu Yuanzhuo said with a wry smile.

Cheng Mo opened another box, checked and said: "You want me to tell the truth, I don't want to go either! But there is no way, I can't leave my wife alone in Paris, she is a road idiot, in case What if you can't find your way home?"

"Really?" Seeing that Cheng Mo took another gas mask and put it in his backpack, Fu Yuanzhuo's tone dropped.

"Yeah." Cheng Mo nodded and started to unpack the third box.

Fu Yuanzhuo silently watched Cheng Mo unpack the box, until Cheng Mo started looking for the filter element, he hesitated and said, "I'll go with you"

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at Fu Yuanzhuo with a look of surprise. At this moment, he noticed that there were many people standing behind him. He was just about to refuse, when Gu Feihua also said calmly: "Count me in."

Cheng Mo was stunned.

Gu Feifei snorted coldly and said: "Don't get me wrong, I said at the beginning that I owe you two lives, and now I just pay you back."

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