Rebel Demon King

Chapter 952 Call me Joker (2)

(Thanks to the lord of "Toast Beiliang with a glass of wine")

【BGM——《in death》Drawing The Endless Shore】

"I can't wait any longer! Sailun! Why hesitate? Waiting can't change fate!"

The sea-blue "Water Holder" flew into the air by itself, and its sharp sword tip hovered in front of Fu Yuanzhuo, Du Leng, and Guan Bojun who were kneeling on the ground.The rippling blue light sprinkled on the plexiglass mask, like the last ray of light before sinking into the deep sea, it is the haze of death.This haze will bury them in despair, in heavy pain, in deep regret.

Cheng Mo didn't look at Fu Yuanzhuo and the others, but he gasped like a leak, like a stone was stuck under his heart, causing him pain, this kind of pain Cheng Mo was very familiar with.

Exactly the same pain as when he had a heart attack.

The atmosphere was so depressing that it was heartbreaking.

At this moment, the sound of the rumbling subway and sharp friction sounded in the culvert.The front of the train dragged several carriages struggling forward on the rails. The broken No. 4 carriage overturned on the rails, rubbing against the rails and creating countless sparks. The lights penetrated the poisonous fog from far to near, becoming more and more intense.

The subway train that Cheng Mo was looking forward to finally arrived.In fact, he knew early on that even if he controlled Commander Michelle, it would be difficult to threaten Sith the Clown. He had to create an environment where Commander Michelle would die, so that Sith the Clown had to be rescued, while he himself Take the opportunity to kill the two assistants of the clown Sith, and escape with Fu Yuanzhuo and the others.

But right now, due to the restriction of the derailed No. [-] carriage, the speed is not considered fast. Although it is very powerful, Cheng Mo knows that such a speed has lost the effect of surprise. Even if the clown can be forced to make a choice, can Fu Yuanzhuo and the others Escape still depends on luck.

Before him is a dilemma multiple choice question.

At this moment, he could choose to follow the original plan and take Fu Yuanzhuo and the others to try to escape; he could also ask Nuwa to stop the train and choose one of Fu Yuanzhuo and the others to take away.

The former is profitable, but there is a risk of annihilation if you are not careful; the latter is conservative, but safe.Another point is that if he chooses the former, no matter how many people can escape in the end, he will not have any psychological burden, but if he chooses the latter, he will always bear the moral shackles of abandoning his comrades-in-arms.

The clown Sith turned his head and glanced at the front of the train approaching with unstoppable momentum, and then said to Cheng Mo in a mocking tone: "Is this your last move? Are you going to force me to make a choice right now?" The clown Sith shook his head, "Oh! No, please don't do this"

Cheng Mo, who was sweating profusely, focused his gaze on the pair of light blue pupils of the clown Sith, and with the twitching of his heart, a flashback-style "back in time" began to appear in his mind.

"Remember to keep a calm mind at all times, it will be of great benefit to your heart!" Dr. Tao, wearing a white mask, said to him while writing the medical records with a pen.

"I know, my father told me that emotional fluctuations will increase the burden on my heart. I will try my best." Cheng Mo buttoned his clothes and said.

Doctor Tao looked up at Cheng Mo, smiled and said, "That's not the most important point, the most important thing is that your heart can also sense various hormones, and hormones like adrenaline will affect you , in order to weaken this effect, it will change the shape of the ventricle and weaken its own function. Originally this is a kind of self-protection, but it can be placed on you, but it will make your condition worse and make you very prone to palpitations!"

Cheng Mo grasped the white bed sheet tightly: "I don't want palpitations, that feeling is really uncomfortable, as if my heart was crushed by something!"

Dr. Tao stood up and stroked his hair with some pity: "So you have to get rid of all emotions, whether positive or negative, and you have to keep your heart from being affected by any emotions! Only then can it grow Get better, and you'll be healthier too."

Cheng Mo sat by the bed, glanced at the computer on the desk and asked, "Do you mean I should be like a machine?"

"It's okay to be like a machine, at least a machine won't make mistakes, and if you don't make mistakes, you won't regret it." Dr. Tao patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder, "Regret is a very bad negative emotion, and it will seriously affect you. heart."

"If you don't make mistakes, you won't regret it?" Cheng Mo was a little puzzled, "Then do I have to get [-] points in every exam?"

Doctor Tao laughed "haha" and said, "If you can do it, it will definitely be good for your heart."

"I can."

"Then come on! Cheng Mo."

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"I can't make mistakes." In Cheng Mo's eyes, the terrifying pupils of the clown Sith appeared again, like two light blue swirls.

"Let me take someone away? It's impossible for Sith the clown to come up with a question with no options. Aside from the 'escape' option created by himself using the train, there must be other options for this question."

"Then what is the choice?"

What the clown Sith said just now flashed through Cheng Mo's brain word by word.

The answer swept away those piercing stones, and also pierced Cheng Mo's heart.

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The light broke through the thick fog like a sharp blade, and the steel wheel roared along the trajectory of fate. Commander Philip, who was in the middle of the railroad track, began to scream: "Let me go! Let me go!"

The terrorist wearing Ouyu's exoskeleton clenched his gun and aimed at Fu Yuanzhuo and the others.Du Leng, Guan Bojun, Gu Feifan and Fu Yuanzhuo all clenched their fists, as if they were ready to stand up and resist at any time.

The clown Sith stood motionless on the rails. He had already straightened up, looking down at Cheng Mo, who was much shorter than him, with a half-smile.

All eyes were on him, waiting for the final moment to come.

The train was getting closer and closer, and the lights were jumping on Cheng Mo's mask like flames. He closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Nuwa stop." The screeching brakes sounded, and sparks splashed between the wheels and the rails , the boxy car rolled over like a mountain. Commander Michelle, ignoring the "Seven Sins" strapped to him, lay down on the ground, trying to get off the railroad tracks, but he couldn't do it before. , the cold front of the train stopped very close to him, the lights illuminated his whole body, and the crotch of the blue and white striped boxer was completely soaked.

Seeing the train stop steadily, Guan Bojun stared blankly at Cheng Mo not far away and murmured: "Have you given up? Just give up like this? Cheng Mo will definitely choose Fu Yuanzhuo" He turned his head and looked at Du Leng asked, "Then are we going to die?"

Du Leng raised his hand holding the cinder and threw it towards the terrorist's mask behind him, then kicked his feet and hit the opponent's arms.

The terrorist sneered, raised his gun butt and threw it at Du Leng's head.

Cheng Mo let go of the "Seven Sins" that bound Commander Michelle, and the white light rushed straight to the place where the battle took place like lightning.

Fu Yuanzhuo, Gu Feifan and Guan Bojun thought that Cheng Mo was going to fight to the death, so they all stood up, but the next scene shocked everyone. The white light did not attack the terrorists, but beat them like a stick on Du cold back.

Du Leng snorted and threw himself into the cinders.

Guan Bojun, who was half squatting, turned his head and looked at Cheng Mo, dumbfounded, and said, "Cheng Mo, you, what do you mean?"

Cheng Mo didn't answer Guan Bojun, but just withdrew the "Seven Sins".

The clown Sith laughed strangely "ah ha ha", he stood on the railroad tracks and bent over laughing, his strange laughter echoed in the culvert, the cold wind blew up the poisonous mist, and the terrifying mystery was revealed.The clown Sith hugged his stomach with one hand, pointed at Cheng Mo with one hand and said, "It seems that you...have you made a decision?"

The questions mixed with laughter were like a guillotine hanging above the head, falling coldly and mercilessly in the poisonous mist, as if someone's head would fall to the ground in the next second.

Guan Bojun fell to the ground, hugged his head and murmured: "It's over, it's over, Cheng Mo will definitely not take me away. We have been abandoned." Let us cry loudly, "I knew we shouldn't have come. I will Said we shouldn't have come."

Gu Feihua, who was struggling to stand up, was kicked to the ground again. He gasped for a while lying on the side of the e-donkey, looked at Fu Yuanzhuo and said in a low voice, "Fu Yuanzhuo, help me say 'I'm sorry' to Jin Jinhan .”

Fu Yuanzhuo trembled all over, he choked up for a long time and didn't know what to say, the plexiglass was blurred by the pale mist.

The "Water Holder" floating in the air pointed at Fu Yuanzhuo, and the clown Sith suppressed a smile and asked intermittently: "Do you want to take him away? You really have to make a decision quickly, the French army This place has been surrounded, and the signal jammer has been turned on, you can’t use any electronic equipment here, and you can’t activate the carrier.”

Obviously the clown Sith can understand Chinese.

Cheng Mo was silent.

The air is suffocating.

The tearful Fu Yuanzhuo gritted his teeth, sobbed and said loudly: "Cheng Chengmo, take Gu Feifei away! He is the only one who has a girlfriend here."

"At this time, you still want to give me a fatal blow? Isn't a single dog worthy of living?" Guan Bojun murmured subconsciously while holding his head.

Cheng Mo didn't answer Fu Yuanzhuo, he didn't even look at Fu Yuanzhuo, he just said coldly to the clown Sith: "I'm going alone, I won't take anyone with me."

This sentence was earth-shattering and stunned everyone.

"Oh! Huh. Huh." The clown Sith laughed more and more unscrupulously. He sat down on the ground with a smile, waved his legs and kicked in the poisonous mist many times before wiping the plexiglass above his eyes. Standing up, his laughter has not stopped, but it also sounds a bit like crying.

The atmosphere was eerie to the extreme.

As for the others, they were all shocked and speechless, even their crying stopped.

The clown Sith raised his hand, as if he raised "Seren. This is really the best choice, I knew you would not let me down, do you know, I want to take out a bottle of fine wine and a few cakes now, Black forest, bee sting cake, and Danube waves were my favorite desserts when I was young, but I couldn’t afford them, so I could only stand in front of the window and watch them. I can only buy it and watch it get moldy." The clown Sith closed his eyes, as if he was breathing in the aroma of the cake, "Now I finally found one."

The clown Sith suddenly opened his eyes. He turned around and pulled Fu Yuanzhuo who was at a loss, sliding his fingers on his cheeks. He stopped his weird smile and said in a frivolous tone: "I found a suitable person like you." People." The clown Sith lowered his voice, "I want to sit with you and drink wine, eat cake, talk about family, talk about the girl you like, talk about the dead puppy."

Cheng Mo glanced at Fu Yuanzhuo's confused and helpless eyes behind the mist, and said without any emotion: "Mr. Sith, there will be a chance, but not today, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. "

"Let's go! It's time to go!" The clown Sith dropped Fu Yuanzhuo who had lost his soul, and he clapped his hands, "You have to hurry up, there is no carrier, and there is no 'God gene', you have to leave Paris It's a bit difficult." The clown Sith blinked at Cheng Mo, "But I know you have a way."

"Thank you for your concern." After finishing speaking, Mo turned around and left.

"Wait!" The clown Sith approached Cheng Mo, he clung to Cheng Mo and chuckled "hehe", and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear like a devil, "Don't do this, Sai Lun, look at me with your eyes Don't be so cold."

Cheng Mo also approached the clown Sith, and whispered in his ear: "What else are you dissatisfied with? I have made the choice you want. Let them go."

"I know! I know, you have done a good job, and you are stepping towards the eternal and eternal darkness step by step, but it is still a little bit far from what I expected. You see, you are not very calm and strong to accept all this. You haven't collapsed yet, I'm looking forward to the moment when you completely collapse." The clown Sith turned his head to look at Cheng Mo's side face, and said very sadly, "Sailun, you just lost your friend now, so this It's not over, there is still the most important scene that hasn't been staged today, thinking of this more exciting plot, I am so excited that I shudder! My poor little Sairon."

Cheng Mo sneered: "Do I deserve your attention?"

"Don't underestimate yourself, in my heart you are second only to the puppy my mother gave me. You really don't know how heartbroken I was when I dropped it to death." The clown Sith closed his eyes and hugged Cheng Mo , Whispering close to his cheek: "There is one last play, you can guess the location of the stage."

Cheng Mo broke free from the arms of the clown Sith, turned and walked towards the depths of the culvert.

The clown Sith looked at Cheng Mo's back and waved his hands. He called out loudly: "The final date with fate. I'll wait for you, don't be late!"

Seeing Cheng Mo leave, the last glimmer of hope was shattered, Guan Bojun was angry, and he shouted at Cheng Mo hoarsely: "Cheng Mo, are you crazy! Why didn't you even take Fu Yuanzhuo away? Why?"

"Stop shouting. It's not that you don't understand him. He has always been ruthless. We are alive, and he will always be reprimanded for abandoning his comrades. How will he be the son-in-law of Xie's family, the future star of Tai Chi Dragon?" Du Leng Said through gritted teeth.

The clown Sith flew up and kicked Guan Bojun in the chest. Guan Bojun flew up and hit the wall of the culvert straight.Then he stepped on Du Leng's head, "tsk tsk" and said loudly: "Aha! What are you yelling for?" The clown Sith taunted in Chinese with a perfect accent, "You are just a dog, just follow me The puppy that fell to its death in front of its mother was exactly the same."

Cheng Mo crossed the front of the car, walked quickly from the bright lights into the deep darkness.

The moment he entered the darkness, Cheng Mo raised his hand to look at Ouroboros, and sure enough, the signal had been blocked, and Gu Feifei yelled and cursed from behind: "Cheng Mo! I don't owe you anything anymore!"

Cheng Mo didn't look back, he was used to being misunderstood, and now it's just one more time.Friendship was originally a burden to him, and as the clown Sith wished, there was nothing left behind.What's more, it's still a bargain.Sith the Clown is sure to pull off a neat trick, put them through some hell, and live with his loathing.

If this is the end, it is not unacceptable.Although they didn't get the "God Gene" or the "remote control", at least they got Ou Yu's data and saved Fu Yuanzhuo's life.

"I don't care about the misunderstanding, but it's not over yet."

Cheng Mo strode up and ran, as if he couldn't wait to escape from hell.The sound of chaotic footsteps reverberated in the culvert, like two drumsticks beating on a dilapidated big drum.

The clown Sith's joyful chant sounded from behind. This chant was an immortal curse from the abyss. It was like a giant python wrapped around Cheng Mo's body trying to drag him into the abyss full of mud.

"Sin, miserliness, error and folly,
Occupy our souls and torment our bodies,
As beggars feed their lice,
We actually feed our lovely regrets.

Our sins are stubborn, our remorse is weak;
We charge dearly for our confessions,

We laughed through tears and turned back to the muddy road with joy,
Thinking that with cheap tears we can wash away all our stains.

On the pillow of evil is Satan three times stronger,

Shaking for a long time makes our soul go numb.

Our will is like priceless metal,

Completely reduced to smoke by this powerful chemist.

It is this demon that holds the thread that governs all our activities!
We are willing to be tempted by the disgusting outside world;

Every day, we step down to hell,
Walk through the stinking darkness without fear.

Kissing and sucking like a bankrupt prodigal son

The tortured breasts of the prostitute who still has charm,
We actually tasted the ulterior pleasure along the way,
Squeeze out happiness as hard as you can squeeze a shriveled orange.

Like countless worms, a horde of demons

Congregate in our heads, jostle, get drunk,
When we breathe, death often sneaks into our lungs,
Made a low moan, like an invisible river.

If murder, arson, poisoning, rape,

Not yet with their ridiculous sketches,

To embellish this mediocre sketch of our poor fate,

well!That's just because our souls are not bold enough.

And yet, in the filthy menagerie of our sins,

all who are barking, screaming, howling,

Crawling jackals, tigers and leopards, sitting eagles,

Between bitches, vipers, monkeys, and monsters of all kinds,

But there is a beast that is uglier, more vicious, and more despicable!

Though it does not show its face nor scream,

But it is deliberately trying to make the world into a piece of ruins,
Even if you yawn, you want to swallow the whole world;
This is "tired"! ——with tears in his eyes involuntarily,

It smoked its hookah and imagined the guillotine.

Ah, reader, you are used to this intractable monster,

- false reader, - my brother, - my kind!
Life is the ecstasy of worms in the sun, happiness is their dance. "

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The voice of Clown Sith has disappeared in the depths of the empty culvert.Cheng Mo didn't have time to think about Fu Yuanzhuo's problems. He had already guessed what the clown Sith wanted to do, and he had to stop it.

Cheng Mo searched for a few corpses, found some filter elements, picked up a few weapons, and then quickly ran past the two trains where the accident happened. At the end of the last train, he saw a yellow maintenance car, presumably Fu Yuanzhuo and the others came here in this maintenance car.

Cheng Mo jumped on the maintenance car, started it without hesitation, and returned the same way.

The maintenance car has no windows, and the cold wind mixed with poisonous mist hits his face, making him a little cold, but at this moment his heart is extremely calm.Arriving at the subway entrance of Ouyu's headquarters, Cheng Mo raised his gun and flew out of the car, and walked carefully into Ouyu's headquarters.

The hall was extremely quiet, but without Nuwa's assistance, Cheng Mo didn't dare to rush in rashly, and could only act cautiously.

To Cheng Mo's surprise, he went all the way to the first floor, but he didn't meet a single person. It was as if all the people in Ouyu's headquarters had disappeared.

When he reached the exit from the first floor to the first floor, Cheng Mo finally saw people, as well as countless soldiers wearing French military exoskeletons.

As the clown Sith said, the entire Ouyu headquarters was surrounded by French soldiers.

Even if you can get to the first floor from here, you will definitely be taken away by force.

Cheng Mo had to find a way to leave the fort quietly without disturbing the French soldiers.

The clown Sith can leave the subway passage because his body can use teleportation, but Cheng Mo can't.

Unable to use the carrier and without Nuwa's help, Cheng Mo once again fell into a desperate situation.
(End of this chapter)