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Chapter 135 The Light Chaser

The rising sun.

The majestic and towering Nord Building is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, densely packed police cars surround the building, and bright yellow cordons separate the streets.

"Look, Carrie, the Nord Building is blown up!"

The red-haired girl poked her head out from the co-pilot, looking excitedly at the surrounded building.

The TV in a building next to it is broadcasting the news that the air plaza of the Nord Building was attacked by cultists and there was an explosion.

"Don't poke your head out of the car window," Yijiali stretched out her hand helplessly and pulled her friend back into the car, "Annie, you are such a big person."

"Hey," Annie leaned on the co-pilot seat, "Carrie, you said that if the Nord Consortium goes bankrupt, won't I have to pay back my Nord Bank credit card?"

"What are you thinking?" Yi Jiali rolled her eyes, "Debts will only be transferred, they will not disappear, unless you file for bankruptcy or default on your debts, even if Nolde Bank goes bankrupt, your debts will be directly transferred to Nolde The creditors of the bank, or the new bank after bankruptcy and reorganization."

"I'll just say it."

Annie leaned on the car window and looked at the TV screen outside the car window.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Yi Jiali glanced at the news on the screen outside the car window.

The original magnificent aerial theater was only left with some broken walls, and even the thick floor was pierced by a powerful force, leaving a huge hole in the floor below.

At the beginning, the Nord Consortium spent a huge amount of money to build this aerial theater, which was called a unique aerial spectacle in the entire Federation. After it was completed, this theater has successfully become one of the landmark buildings of Chenxi City, and tourists are in an endless stream.

At this moment, this huge and magnificent theater has completely disappeared into nothingness. It seems that the Nord Consortium has suffered a considerable loss in this incident.

Green light.

Yi Jiali looked away and restarted the vehicle.

Before she and Anne started their career in helping street children, they visited the Nolde Foundation.

As a large consortium that started in Chenxi City and has businesses all over the Federation, Nord Consortium has repeatedly expressed its concern for Chenxi City's charity in public, and has set up a charity department for this purpose.

When they discovered the problem of street children, Yi Jiali and Annie once visited this charity department, hoping that these street children could get help from the big consortium.

It took them several months to collect information, submit complex and detailed proof materials in accordance with the requirements of the Nolde Foundation, and it took another month to go through all the procedures.

In the end, Nord Consortium accepted their opinions and set up a special foundation 'Chenxi Street Children Education Foundation' to help street children.

Yi Jiali and Annie were overjoyed when they got the news, thinking that their hard work had paid off.

But when they returned to the original area a few months later, they found that those children were still living a precarious life of wandering.
The so-called 'Morning Street Children's Education Foundation' employed a large number of relatives of the mayor and family members of city government officials. They drove luxury sports cars through the city, splashing sewage from the wheels on the homeless children who had nowhere to hide.

Since then, Yijiali and Annie have started to raise their own money and organize their children's education.

"Carrie, the school is going to be repaired."

Annie, who was lying on the window, suddenly turned her head and said softly.

"Yes."

Yijiali raised her head and stared at the road ahead, the morning sun was slowly rising above her head.

-

Selena stood in the very center of the ruins, slowly picking up the dagger on the ground.

The wind whistling high in the sky curled her long golden hair.

Distorted ravings echoed in her ears, and there was still strong pollution left by the God of Knowledge.

She used to think that she would never face this scene again, and she tried her best to prevent it from happening, but now, she was once again standing in the middle of these similar ruins.

Last time, the young man with a gentle smile shot himself in front of her, but this time, the strange and familiar man pushed her away.

It was also the divine punishment of the God of Knowledge, this time the intensity was obviously stronger than that of Ander.

Jezola, Ender, Roy.

These names flew through Selena's mind, and the three special and amazing people she had come into contact with in the past three months seemed to be related to the God of Knowledge.

Are they traitors to the god of knowledge in some sense?Or do they belong to some special organization?

She was stunned, looking at the slowly rising fiery red sun.

Could there really be such an organization full of romantic heroes?

They are using their lives to illuminate this dark and silent night.

hum-

An unfamiliar communication request came in.

Selena hesitated for a moment and chose to connect.

"Hello."

A tall and handsome man appeared in Selena's vision.

"Hi, Mr. Christos, what's the matter?"

Selina nodded slightly.

Christos was injured a little during the divine punishment, and he is currently being treated in a private hospital. He is wearing a hospital gown, with the white hospital walls behind him.

Selena doesn't like politicians. In her eyes, politicians are equal to liars. However, Christos's performance in the face of danger last night was somewhat beyond her expectations, which made her temporarily remove Christos from the group of liars. She went out, but she still didn't like politicians very much.

"That's right, Miss Selena, I want to apply for a Dawn Medal for Roy." He looked at Selena without saying anything nonsense, and said straightforwardly, "Maybe we need the help of the FBI."

The Dawn Medal is the highest medal issued by the Dawn City Government. It is awarded to all Dawn citizens or federal citizens who have made great contributions to the defense of Dawn City. The award of this medal needs to be proposed by the city government and reviewed by the city council. The recipients of the medal and their immediate family members can get tax exemption and many other privileges.

This medal is also recognized by the federal government. After death, the recipient of the medal can be buried in the Dumere National Cemetery with hero treatment. Although most of the recipients of this medal enter the Dumere National Cemetery directly, this medal is almost Impossible to get it alive.

"Can you convince the city government?"

Selena was a little confused. She just hated politicians, but she didn't understand politicians and politics. At least she knew that Christos and the mayor were deadly enemies.

"I can't," Christos shook his head, and then he paused, "But the thousands of Dawn citizens who survived because of Roy can, but I need the help of the FBI."

Selena looked at the dagger in her hand and nodded slightly, "Okay."

If she remembers correctly, this sword belongs to the silver-haired old man.

-

Christos put down his wristband and looked at the slowly rising sun outside through the panoramic window in the ward.

click -

The door was slowly pushed open.

A silver-haired man with a high ponytail and a tall, hulking man with a big back came into the ward.

The silver-haired man looked at Christos and smiled, "You came to us, did you make a decision?"

"I will become the mayor of Dawn City," Christos calmly watched the two people in front of him, "and then change this city."

"It's kind of crazy, but I like it."

The silver-haired man leaned against the wall with a smile on his face.

"What if it fails?"

The tall man took out a cigar, cut off both ends, put it in his mouth, struck a match and lit it slowly.

"If you fail, you fail, at least," Christos smiled, looking at the rising sun outside the window,
"We've been here."

-

"Oh, my dear miss, why are you so depressed," Bourne looked at Naomi with a smile on the kitchen passerby, "Do you need some comfort from a man."

"roll."

Naomi rolled her eyes and took the plate. For some reason, she was always restless.

And just as she was bringing the plate to the guests, a man in a suit and leather shoes slowly walked into the restaurant, "Is Miss Naomi there?"

"She's not here," Naomi straightened up without turning her head, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"what?"

The lawyer was taken aback.

A silver-haired little girl walked out from behind him, glanced at Naomi's back, and said softly, "She is Naomi, tell her the details."

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, "Miss Naomi, I'm not here to collect debts, I'm Mr. Roy's lawyer."

"What happened to Roy?"

Naomi was taken aback and turned around.

"According to Mr. Roy's will," the lawyer pulled out a document, "all his property, including this storefront and the apartment behind the store, as well as all the stocks and deposits he holds, will be packaged as initial Funds to establish a charitable foundation, all proceeds generated by this foundation will be invested in public welfare and relief, and he entrusted you and this Miss Vianna as the initial administrators of this foundation."

Only then did Naomi see the silver-haired girl next to the lawyer.

The girl's body was covered in a large windbreaker. She had short silver hair that was uneven and seemed to have been cut just now. Her eyes were reddish and there was a circle of redness and swelling around her. She looked at Naomi and pulled out a smile. whispered,
"Hi, my name is Vianna."

Naomi was stunned, and looked at the two people in front of her in a daze, "So, Roy is dead?"

What responded to her was silent silence.

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