Rebel Demon King

Chapter 938 I am the reaction (1)

"Next, what will unfold is the second half of the show. Whoever can capture alive this third-rate actor who tried to destroy the game will get a reward of [-] million dollars. Not only that, but if the Chinese actor in front of him can The beauty executes him herself, then the release of poison gas in Paris will stop! Everyone will be saved! And whoever captures this big villain will become the hero who saves Paris!" The clown Sith raised his hands and shouted in a passionate tone, "Everyone Man, act! His place is near the Palace of Tokyo! Catch him! Let him stand the trial of the people!"

The clown Sith issued a hunting order, and the director immediately cut back to Xie Minyun. "Cheng Mo! I know you want to force the clown Sith to come to you! But your way is too extreme! It's too late to stop now."

Seeing the ripples on Xie Minyun's face, which was always as calm as a frozen lake, Cheng Mo didn't wait for her to finish, but raised the submachine gun in his hand and smashed the drone flying in midair.

The drone exploded in mid-air, like a firework, and the debris scattered all over the place.

Cheng Mo turned around, leaned against the wall and stood in the shadows and stared up. The Seine River was flowing quietly in the cold wind. The giant golden tower was like a torch standing on the sea of ​​lights. The flame was so grand that it seemed to ignite the whole city , the fine snow fell like soot, and every light was a flickering spark.

At this second, the distance between glory and annihilation is so blurred.

A ray of light rotates on the top of the Eiffel Tower. At this moment, the symbol of Paris and even France seems to be a lighthouse guiding people forward, or a light trap that attracts people to go.

Cheng Mo moved his gaze away from the golden Eiffel Tower, and re-observed the Debili pedestrian bridge on the other side of New York Street. There were many pedestrians fleeing in a hurry. Cheng Mo held the submachine gun behind his back in his hand, Then he walked out of the shadows, crossed the sidewalk in two steps in three steps, rushed onto the road where countless vehicles were parked, and passed between a Peugeot 407 and a BMW.

An orange Lamborghini in front chased the tail of the Volkswagen. Even if the Lamborghini could drive countless times faster than the Volkswagen at this time, it didn't make any sense. It was also a pile of scrap iron.Cheng Mo jumped onto the slightly deformed Lamborghini hood, and the carbon fiber hood made a muffled sound when the alloy feet stepped on it. Then he jumped on the body with the help of the exoskeleton, and reached the sidewalk on the bank of the Seine after a few ups and downs.

The heavy footsteps of "Boom, boom" startled the passers-by across the street. Seeing Cheng Mo who was fully armed and holding a submachine gun, many people ran away.Cheng Mo didn't pay any attention to it, and ran towards the Derby pedestrian bridge at a brisk pace.

The cold wind howled, and there was a buzzing sound in the air, like countless flies hovering above his head. Cheng Mo, who was wearing a helmet, had a limited viewing angle, especially behind, completely relying on Nuwa to provide information.

"There are unarmed drones tracking you at nine o'clock," Nusnail said.

"Since it's not aggressive, don't worry about it." Cheng Mo rushed up the Debley pedestrian bridge, and seeing Cheng Mo, who was like a special soldier, the passers-by on the bridge gave way one after another, but soon someone noticed Cheng Mo. Mo was the terrorist who challenged the clown Sith. Some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, some shouted, and some walked away quickly, but no one tried to stop Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo also noticed the abnormal situation and opened the communication: "Everyone report the location, pay attention to the attacks of passers-by, and don't have pity and luck."

The team communication channel was quiet for a while, and after a while, Du Leng's voice sounded in the earphones: "Zhu Lingqi and I are about to arrive at Victor Hugo Station, there are a lot of people ahead, we will take a detour, There will be a delay of several minutes before arriving at the scheduled location."

"OK." Cheng Mo said.

"We are here at the Mayor Museum. We haven't been attacked yet, so we should be able to arrive at the scheduled location on time." Fu Yuanzhuo paused, and said in a mocking tone, "Cheng Mo is so powerful, his worth is worth one in an instant. Hundreds of millions of dollars! Amazing."

"The key point is that the clown Sith offered a reward! My God, is this kind of boss personally offering a reward more valuable than a hundred million dollars?" Guan Bojun also booed, but his tone was the same as that of Fu Yuanzhuo, which seemed a little deliberate.

"You are so envious, why don't you wait for me to report your names, so that you can feel what it's like to be worth hundreds of millions?" Cheng Mo pretended not to notice, and said lightly.

Dry laughter sounded in the team channel.

"Is this okay? Will the clown Sith really come to you?" Du Leng broke the awkward and flustered atmosphere.

"Ordinary people have nothing to do with me, as long as Xie Minyun doesn't come to me." Cheng Mo said calmly, but he deliberately ignored the question of whether the clown Sith would come to him.

There was silence in the team channel.

"I said, why do you all have the feeling that you are at the end of the road? Seriously, I just dropped a few grenades. I saw the air waves rising, the sparks flying, and my blood was boiling. It's like watching war movies or spies. It’s like war movies. We want to be the chosen ones, isn’t it just to pursue this kind of life? Exciting! Really f*cking exciting, compared to the kind of play-house-style struggle we used to have in school, this is the real one. A man's world!" Gu Feifei said loudly, and he still panted after speaking, this rough panting added a vicious feeling, like a pack of Siberian wolves staring at their prey in the snow and snow gas.

"It's not just exciting, I feel like we're going to become legends! If we can really kill the clown Sith." Guan Bojun said.

"Don't talk about killing the clown Sith, as long as you can go back alive, you can become a legend." Zhu Lingqi said, "Want to see what we have experienced today? Movies dare not do that!"

"Hey! Don't tell me, when I go back, I will definitely find someone to write our story into a script and make it into a movie! [-]% box office hit! You can sign up now if you want to invest." Gu Feifei said.

Zhu Lingqi sneered and said, "What's the name of the movie? "Wolf Warrior 4"?"

"Damn it, can "Wolf Warrior" compare with our plot? Don't be weird, I think it can be filmed! I will definitely invest in it." Then Guan Bojun immediately added, "But I have to find someone handsome to play me."

Gu Feifei said with a "hehe" smile: "Top traffic! I can also help you arrange scenes!"

"I don't mind!"

"Then it can't be called "Wolf Warrior""

"Go away! You think everyone likes King Billy as much as you do!"

"I want to ask who is the protagonist?" Fu Yuanzhuo asked.

"Of course it's me." Gu Feifei replied as a matter of course, "Isn't it only a man with a sense of justice like me who can stand up for a heroic movie? But don't worry, there will be many scenes for you, Everyone is a member of the protagonist group, Cheng Mo is the dog-headed military adviser, Du Leng is the head of the organization, Zhu Lingqi is the head of combat, Fu Yuanzhuo is the head of propaganda, and Guan Bojun is the entertainment committee member."

"Cut!" Everyone sneered.

Even Nuwa interjected: "I think Cheng Mo is more suitable to be the protagonist, and he has more dramatic conflicts here!"

"What about me?! Why am I an entertainment committee member?" Guan Bojun's angry voice sounded from the earphones, "Gu Feifei, you are retaliating!"

Cheerful laughter sounded again in the team channel.

At this time, a faint police siren sounded in Cheng Mo's ears, and Nu Wa immediately said: "There is a team of mounted policemen on Babylon Avenue on the right side of the federal government building, and there are also mounted policemen on Branly Bank Street and Baoshilong Street. The place is unknown, everyone please avoid it carefully."

Obviously, the goal of these police officers is to silence the three of them.

"Damn, these stinky and shameless policemen are not active in catching the clown Sith, so they came so fast to catch us?" Gu Feifei scolded.

"Everyone, be careful, surrender if you really can't do it." Cheng Mo, who hadn't spoken much, said in a low voice.

Everyone stopped talking immediately, and the team channel went quiet again.

"There are a total of twelve mounted policemen on the Strand in Branly. They should be coming for you, and they are still one kilometer away from you," Nuwa said.

Cheng Mo let out a "hmm" and ran along the right guardrail of the Debili Pedestrian Bridge. Turning his head, he could see a motorcycle team with police lights on on the sightseeing sidewalk on the bank of the Seine. Fortunately, there were people on the sidewalk. His speed is not very fast, otherwise it would not be difficult to catch up with him.

Cheng Mo didn't deliberately speed up, but continued to move forward according to the established speed. There were no pedestrians in front of him. All the pedestrians were hiding on the other side of the bridge at this time, and the brave ones even stopped to watch.

At the moment Cheng Mo rushed down the bridge, Nuwa gave an early warning: "There are two people behind you with unknown intentions."

Cheng Mo immediately turned around, and saw two bearded men with Middle Eastern appearance carefully moving towards him, but the moment Cheng Mo looked at them, they stopped moving, and even raised their hands without acknowledging themselves.Cheng Mo can tell from the expressions and movements that these two bearded men from the Middle East are plotting against him. Cheng Mo is not a good man and a believer, nor does he believe in the practice of never being suspicious. Without any hesitation, he directly pulls the trigger and shoots. The gun accurately hit the legs of two Middle Easterners.

The two fell to their knees screaming miserably, screams rang out on the bridge, and pedestrians began to flee frantically towards the other end of the bridge.Cheng Mo didn't take a second look, and he didn't feel any pity in his heart. If they didn't have weapons in their hands, the two shots would have hit the head directly.Cheng Mo jumped down the steps and ran towards the opposite direction from where the police came.

In this situation, he can only bypass the police and go to his destination in another direction. Fortunately, he has the sky eye of "Nvwa", which allows him to avoid the police like a hook.However, there are also very unfavorable factors, and drones following closely in the air will eventually be a problem.

Cheng Mo's mind turned, and while running along the banks of the Seine, he asked: "Give me the location of the nearest sewer entrance that can lead to the Eiffel Tower."

"I guess what you need is navigation, not location."

"Your joke is not humorous at all."

"Really? Humor is really a very high intelligence."

"Nuwa, tell me, do I have the authority to change your chatterbox persona?"

"Okay! I'll try not to be too human. Let me help you plan your route. Now turn right and go 300 meters, across the parking lot of the Quaint Branly Museum"

Cheng Mo slowed down and glanced sideways. The mounted police's constantly rotating police lights had covered the dim street lights. It seemed that the other party had locked on to him because of the gunshots. Seeing him stop, the warning sound was also on the loudspeaker It rang.Cheng Mo grabbed the railing with one hand and jumped over with a little push. The bare sycamore trees on the side of the road shivered in the light snow.Cheng Mo rushed into the woods with a submachine gun in his mouth, and those police lights and sirens seemed to become a little farther away.

The road outside the woods is still full of vehicles parked randomly. It seems that all the vehicles in Paris are parked on the road this night.Cheng Mo ran quickly across the river formed by vehicles, while thinking why these people still want to drive out of Paris knowing that it is impossible to escape by driving?Maybe everyone has a fluke mentality that maybe others can't drive.

The Branly Bank Museum is located in a large sycamore forest, which is undoubtedly a good thing for Cheng Mo, making him disappear from the sight of the police immediately, and the drones flying in the sky cannot lock his body. figure.Cheng Mo felt a little emotional, the urban planning of Paris is still more humane than that of Huaxia, it would be fine to build a museum in such a core area of ​​the city center in Huaxia, and plant such a large forest specially, it is really unimaginable.

It’s just that it’s not finished yet, and before running out of the woods, there is a sound of “Boom! Boom! Boom!” The sound of knocking on the glass, Cheng Mo turned his head slightly, and saw the moss-covered walls outside the Branly Bank Museum A few men in beanies were smashing the windows with hammers.The other party seemed to have heard the siren, and was looking around, when he naturally saw Cheng Mo rushing out of the woods like a special police officer with a gun in his hand.

The person who was wielding the hammer froze in mid-air, and the other four pointed their guns at Cheng Mo. Several people stared at Cheng Mo, all at a loss, but they didn't shoot. It was obvious that they were fleeing and He was hesitant to fight back.

Depending on the situation, the other party was a robber who took advantage of the fire, and at least he was half of his colleagues. Most of Cheng Mo's body was covered by an exoskeleton, and he was not so afraid of being shot, so he immediately shouted sincerely in French: "The police Here we come! Hurry up and run!"

The five thieves didn't know what was going on, they just hesitated for a moment, and then ran away. Cheng Mo also took the opportunity to escape out of the woods, and ran for a while along the direction in which the thieves were escaping. He fled from the corridor of the museum to the underground garage, and then came out from the other end of the underground garage, and arrived near the Bulgarian embassy. At this time, he had temporarily thrown off the police and the drone.

"The police went after the thieves."

Cheng Mo breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down a little, looked left and right and asked, "Where is the manhole cover?"

"You walk about 500 meters along this road, and there is a middle school in front, not far from the entrance of that middle school."

Cheng Mo did not speak, and quickened his pace again. This road is not considered a main road, and there are no high-rise buildings in the old city of Paris. At this time, there are no people in this area, the long street is silent, and the police sirens in the distance seem like It was the voice in the dream.Soon the silence was broken and gunshots rang out.

Cheng Mo guessed that there was a shootout between the police and the thief.

At this time, a woman holding a child ran over from the corner of the street, and when she passed by Cheng Mo, she found the submachine gun in his hand, with a look of horror on her face, Cheng Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, ignored it , Soon the woman picked up the child and entered the Bulgarian embassy.

Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, and threw a time bomb at the gate of the embassy.Sure enough, before Cheng Mo ran far, two guards walked out of the Bulgarian embassy. They first looked in the direction of the siren, and then took out their pistols and pointed at Cheng Mo's back and shouted loudly: "Stop, hold up!" Start."

Cheng Mo stopped, raised his hands, and started counting down: "10, 9, 8"

"Turn around!"

Cheng Mo turned around slowly, and spit out a "1" lightly from his mouth.

There was a loud bang, rubble and dust flew around, and under Cheng Mo's gaze, the two guards turned into blood-stained rag dolls, which were thrown several meters away by the air waves.

Cheng Mo immediately turned his head back, and galloped like a wild horse towards the gate of the middle school with a sign not far away.He knew that the sound of the explosion would definitely attract more people and police.But he has no choice, in this city, he is now a street rat.

"The mounted police are coming, 910 meters away from you." Nuwa said.

Cheng Mo sped up, and the sound of panting and footsteps became heavier.

"800 meters."

"700 meters."

"There's another troop of mounted police, and they're outflanking you from the six o'clock direction, a kilometer from you."

"600 meters."

"500 meters."

"The drone spotted you."

"400 meters."

Cheng Mo finally ran to the gate of the middle school, the gate was locked tightly, and the French flag was hanging sickly in the wind and snow mixed with rain.Cheng Mo stopped, looked down, and soon found the manhole cover in the middle of the sidewalk paved with granite bricks.

The manhole covers in Paris are very artistic. Not only are there reliefs of the Eiffel Tower on them, but they are also sprayed with white paint, like postmarks.Cheng Mo squatted down, pulled out the hook that he had prepared earlier from his waist, and inserted it into the hole on the manhole cover. With the help of the exoskeleton, he pulled it lightly, and the manhole cover popped up.

"Someone from the Bulgarian embassy has come out again, and the mounted police are 200 meters away from you."

Cheng Mo didn't look back, he calmly dragged the manhole cover half way out, and saw the red-painted stairs nailed to the wall.

"You are surrounded." Nuwa said.

"It's okay." Cheng Mo replied calmly. With his hands on the cold and wet stone sidewalk, he leaned into the sewer.At this time, the engine sound of the motorcycle was already clearly audible. Cheng Mo looked up and found that several mounted policemen had appeared at the gate of the Bulgarian embassy. Perhaps it was the tragic situation at the gate, which made them cautious and put the motorcycle away. stopped.

The sound of gunfire exploded on the long street like fried beans. Cheng Mo continued to descend unhurriedly. After his whole body entered the sewer, he stretched out his hand and pulled the manhole cover back onto the sewer well. Police and drones are locked out.

It was pitch black in the sewer, and the tactical spotlight on the helmet automatically turned on. Cheng Mo first glued a trigger bomb on the manhole cover, and then looked down. This ancient sewer made of bricks and stones is still clean. Only a shallow layer of sewage flows underneath.Cheng Mo crawled to the bottom of the sewer, took out the metal detector from his backpack, turned it on, and walked carefully along the sewer.

"What are you looking for?" Nu Wa asked with some doubts.

"One is to avoid landmines; the other is to look for the gas device installed by the clown Sith near the Eiffel Tower." Cheng Mo replied in a low voice, even in the claustrophobic sewer, Cheng Mo spoke softly, but it was still very loud.

"Poison gas device? Can't it be detonated from a long distance with a thermobaric grenade? Why are you looking for it?"

Cheng Mo replied noncommittally: "Of course it is useful."

Nuwa didn't ask any more questions, and Cheng Mo walked forward stepping on the slowly flowing sewage, because he was afraid of the ubiquitous landmines that the clown Sith said, Cheng Mo didn't dare to walk too fast, and the cylindrical sewer reverberated With the sound of his footsteps stepping on the water, echoing the breath-like "didi" sound of the metal detector, a terrifying sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.

Even though he is used to being alone, deep in Cheng Mo's heart there is still a strange emotion like vines climbing through his limbs.For a second, Cheng Mo's mind flashed Xie Minyun's cold and silent face. He thought at this moment, is Xie Minyun trying to find him or the clown Sith?

He also thought of the charming incident that happened under the frozen lake not long ago. Could it be that Xie Minyun had already foreseen that all this would happen, so he hurriedly handed over his body to himself
Cheng Mo shook his head, trying to get some messy thoughts out of his mind, and Fu Yuanzhuo cursed heavily in the team channel: "MD, many people don't know what the bastard Sith the clown said , Now people are all rushing towards us, and the police, they are arresting us, I don’t know if we can complete the task within the scheduled time.”

"My side is the same. I have already opened five manhole covers. I haven't found any poisonous gas devices yet. I'm a little unlucky. I have to be careful of passers-by. Now when we try to open the manhole covers, some people throw bricks, vases, and kitchen knives at us." Du Leng Also speak.

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and replied, "You have to detonate at least six poison gas devices."

"Six? Fuck, I'm afraid I'll fall into the ocean of the People's War before I finish my mission. I guess we're on TV too? I really don't have time to watch it. If I have time to watch it, I'll definitely watch it." One look." Guan Bojun said with a wry smile.

Cheng Mo said indifferently: "Don't worry, you can't be overwhelmed by ordinary people. When you detonate the poison gas device, there will be fewer people."

"Beer! Why didn't I f*ck think of this, it looks like we have to detonate a few poison gas devices quickly, or there will really be more people." Speaking of this, Fu Yuanzhuo suddenly got stuck and didn't dare to continue.

Gu Feifei didn't think too much, complained: "Isn't it already announced that the poisonous gas here will be released? Are these people not afraid of death? Are you still running this way?"

"Probably want to earn Cheng Mo's [-] million?" Fu Yuanzhuo said.

"No, someone just announced in the name of the French government that an entrance has been opened in the Trocadéro Gardens, saying that there is an underground bunker that can accommodate millions of people, and they can enter at any time," Nuwa interjected to explain.

Cheng Mo closed his eyes tightly, frowned and said, "The clown Sith has accelerated the pace, and we have to speed up the pace too."

The team channel fell silent again.

After a while, Gu Feifan said: "Cheng Mo, it seems that the clown Sith has not been fooled, and has no intention of looking for you at all. Is there any other meaning for us to do this besides causing trouble?"

"Yeah! The clown Sith is as smart as a ghost. He has been on the reward list for more than 20 years and no one has caught him. It's really not that easy to deal with!"

Cheng Mo didn't explain, but said lightly: "Of course."

"As long as you say you can do it, we have confidence!" Fu Yuanzhuo said firmly.

At this moment, the metal alarm sounded like a drum beating gradually. Cheng Mo quickly walked through the corner of the sewer. At the end of this sewer was a hall. The ceiling of the hall was covered with water-proof coating. The pipeline, the gray water pipe is dotted with countless drops of water, and those drops of water are dripping down, hitting the glass tank below that is rippling with green liquid.

The glass jars with the "skull" warning sign painted densely filled the entire hall.

Just as he guessed, a large number of poisonous gas devices will be installed under the Eiffel Tower across the river from Ouyu's headquarters. After observing for a while, Cheng Mo guessed that this is the location of the fountain in front of the Eiffel Tower. Looking at the jars of green liquid enough to swallow the entire Paris, he whispered: "Trust me."

(End of this chapter)