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Chapter 700 The night has come, no regrets

Night has fallen, and the brilliant lights stretch from the wide street to the end of the stars.

The melodious music passes through the glass curtain wall of the bar, along the night and the street, along the traffic flow and the crowd.

This is Dawn City, the largest city in the Federation, where tens of millions of people live and thrive.

And around this city, there are dozens of small cities joining the trade network led by Dawn City.

Most of the federation revolves around this city, and every move of this city will sweep the entire federation like a storm.

A man in a silver suit is holding a tablet in his hand, standing in front of the huge French windows, watching the brightly lit city.

"what happened?"

A silver-haired man with a ponytail came over, also stood in front of the window, and glanced to the side.

The man in the silver suit standing beside him at the moment is the current mayor of Chenxi City, Christos, one of the most powerful people in the entire Federation.

"Searle, look at this."

Christos handed the tablet in his hand to the silver-haired man.

"This is,"

Searle took the tablet and looked down at the screen, "K?"

The first thing that caught his eyes was a figure in a cape and a black and white mask.

This is a very short preview video. He quickly watched the video, then raised his head and looked at Christos, "Is this the original one? If there is a replacement, it may be less persuasive if it is detected by then." Not that strong anymore."

"I've had people use technical means to detect it. It's the original one, and it's not a video synthesized by artificial intelligence."

Christos stared at the city outside the window, and continued.

"In other words, the first one..."

Searle was taken aback for a moment.

He had actually seen the one who put on the mask at first.

When Christos talked with the other party, he was not far away.

That was also the first time they technically met someone calling themselves 'K'.

But since the first 'K' video was sent out, they have never been able to contact each other again.

They know exactly what that means.

But the truth, it doesn't seem so bad.

"Yes, he's still alive."

Christos turned his head and looked at the deputy mayor beside him with a smile.

Searle looked at the 'best friend' in front of him calmly.

He hadn't seen Christos smile like this for a long time.

The curve of the corner of Christos's mouth is not high, but Searle can feel the soothing and heartfelt joy of his best friend from the slight tilt.

Searle glanced at his best friend, put away the tablet in his hand, and looked at the bustling city outside the window.

The torrent of traffic and lights extends to the end of the sky and the stars.

He smiled slowly, "That's great."

Thousands of sails are gone, looking back, the old man is still there.

-

San Jon
When the moon sets and the sun rises, when the morning light shines on the spacious hotel room, the people in the room who should have been resting have already woken up early.

They put on neat mercenary uniforms, sat on the bed, and watched the TV hanging on the wall.

At this moment, the huge hotel TV is playing a projection screen. In the screen, a rather temperamental old man is staring at the camera calmly.

"...

"Everyone, we have now reached such an era, an era of chaos, turmoil, and no prison.

"The streets are full of chaos, the homeless are everywhere, and every winter that goes by takes countless lives.

"The furnaces in the crematorium never stop, and the monitors on the collection trucks never go out.

"Different people in this world have different destinies, but everyone should not be born with only one destiny.

"Everyone, you all come from homeless wanderers, from wilderness hunters, from chaotic and turbulent streets, you have all experienced a life of starvation, and you have seen the cruel and terrifying demon of hunger.

"Now you are gathered here, under the banner of the Kaijet Mercenary Group.

"I will not promise you bread, wealth, status, I know you are well aware of the difference between having these things for a short time and having them forever.

"Hold your rifles, load your daggers, today is the time to change your destiny.

"The pages of history are in your hands, open it, and you are the writers of new history.

"A future of never-starving is at our feet.

"Fate will favor us."

Following the old man's last words, the mercenary who was sitting on the bed stood up immediately, and the TV screen went off.

On the other side, in the grand hall, the man in military uniform turned off the camera in front of him.

"Is everything arranged?"

The old man sitting in front of the camera slowly got up.

"arranged,"

The man in the uniform of the officer nodded quickly, he looked at the old man,

"Before noon today, each combat team will arrive at the designated place, and the people from the FBI will be restrained by people from the Pollution Cleanup Division and the Servants of Evolution today.

"Darn's banquet is scheduled for noon, and I have already selected beauties for him, including a 'Talent Sequence 129: Whisperer', he will definitely like it."

"The Whisperer is good at seducing and catalyzing desires, allowing him to have the ultimate experience, which suits his taste,"

The old man straightened his collar and looked at the officer subduing the man, "A member of the Witch Church?"

"no,"

The man in the uniform of the officer shook his head quickly, "I recruited it from the black market, a wild superhuman."

The old man looked down at the chessboard beside him, "Where is the mayor?"

"The mayor has a street show today. He will go to the orphanage to visit orphans, and he will randomly interact with citizens on the street,"

The man in the uniform of the officer said in a slow voice, "He doesn't have extraordinary abilities, but there is a 'Knight of Glory' by his side, that is the cronies he recruited, and he never leaves."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued, "There are still seven fused C-level monsters left from the Evolution Servant and the Pollution Cleanup Department, and I have arranged them into the three key points."

He raised his head and glanced at the old man, "However, the distribution of the three points among the seven people is uneven. Sir, which point is more important? One of the seven people is not emotionally stable and shows signs of madness. He can be sent nearby Make meat shields."

After saying this, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly said, "I didn't mean to probe into the core of the final ceremony."

"fine,"

The old man said slowly, "I trust you, but there is no need to increase the manpower for one location alone. These three key points are not close to each other. If you go to one, you will not be able to reach the other points in a short time. , The intermediary is still making arrangements for Isia's 'going out of the city', let the extra person arrange to go there."

"Sir, do you suspect that Xito may have a backhand?"

The officer gave the man a meal.

"Be prepared,"

The old man shook his head. He looked at the silent city outside the window, "By tonight, everything will be known."

"Fate will favor us."

The man in officer uniform also looks out the window at the city.

"I hope so."

The old man nodded lightly.

-

The fiery red sun is gradually sinking into the edge of the city, and the gorgeous sunset seems to indicate that tomorrow will still be a sunny day.

In the corner of the street, homeless people curled up on the sidewalk, lying on the tucked-up bedding randomly spread on the ground, looking at the corner of the sunset through the gaps between the factory buildings.

Expensive low-slung sports cars drive down the street, sending a cloud of dust.

The homeless seem to be used to this, they don't care about the dust on their dirty cheeks, they just want to lie on the ground and enjoy the rare, crevice beauty.

And on the other side of the street, Isiah watched all this through the glass wall, stirring the coffee in her cup.

This is the junction of South City and East City.

Time passed quickly like a swirl of coffee in a cup, almost unnoticed, and two days passed like this.

Today is the last day of 'legal stay' in the city of San Jon for the members of the Kaijiete mercenary group, and it is also the last day of the mercenary group's holiday in theory.

If the old man is right, tonight will be the last moment.

Isia could no longer think about other things in her mind, even if she was sitting by the window, her muscles were slightly tense.

The scariest thing about this incident was that everything seemed to be legal and compliant until the person behind the scenes took the last step.

And Isia can't report this to anyone or any organization. Before the incident, the Kaijiete Group can make any of her "reports" disappear quietly.

And once she starts to scare the snake, the other party will probably give up immediately and wait for the next opportunity.

Then she really became a 'false accusation'.

And if the other party did something, she didn't know how to stop the other party in this city full of Kaijiete Group forces.

Isia knew very well that with her strength, she couldn't think of any way to break the situation. In fact, she couldn't even leave the city now.

She stared out the window, at the huge factories.

For some reason, she suddenly had a feeling.

This huge city is like a huge chessboard, and two chess players hiding in the dark are fighting each other on this huge chessboard.

Everyone on this chessboard, perhaps including the chess player himself, is a piece on the chessboard.

The outcome of this game of chess determines the fate of the city.

Ishia's gaze stayed outside the window.

The evening wind blew across the street and rolled up light dust, which mixed into the flow of people going forward.

The TV in the coffee shop is broadcasting Mayor Crowe's speech on improving the welfare of orphans.

Ishia lowered her head, watching the vortex in the cup.

According to Crott's schedule, at this moment he should visit the orphanage, which is only two streets away from this cafe, and meet the citizens on the side of the road.

Isia came here just to wait for Clotte.

This is the last chance, and Clotte will make his final choice this evening.

If Crott came after the show, then their cooperation was reached, and if Crott returned directly to the mayor's mansion after the show, then it was equivalent to rejecting the cooperation.

Ishia raised her bracelet and glanced at the time.

Ten past six in the evening.

The sunset glow in the sky has already dimmed, and according to the original plan, Crott's 'travel' should have ended 10 minutes ago.

Looks like the guy ended up going with the Kejet Group.

Ishia sighed softly and slowly got up.

Next, she has to hurry up.

boom--

At this moment, the door of the coffee shop was suddenly knocked open.

A burly man with blood stains on his clothes and a wound on his shoulder appeared in the coffee shop. He glanced at the empty coffee shop, and instantly locked his gaze on Isia in the corner.

Immediately, he rushed directly in front of Isia, and slapped a blood-stained black key card on the table.

Then he said, almost without a pause, before Isia spoke,
"The mayor has been assassinated."

"what?"

Ishia's eyes widened.

-

As night fell, the lights came on.

With the dim lights coming on, a small truck was driving on the dark street.

"Miss Isia,"

A man in a gray vest with tattoos all over his arms was driving a vehicle while glancing at the beautiful woman beside him.

The woman's appearance matched the photo, but he didn't know if it was because of the dim streetlights. He always felt that this 'Miss Isia' had a gloomy face.

It's true that he didn't care about so much at the moment, but said slowly, "We went out in a truck caravan tonight, and when we get near the caravan, we might check..."

He glanced at the screen of the vehicle. At this moment, the screen was displaying a long box similar to a coffin in the truck compartment. "Check your 'box'. We need to make sure there are no living people inside, okay?"

"Ah."

The beautiful woman sitting in the co-pilot nodded.

She stretched out her hand and hugged the cute little girl in her arms.

The young man only felt that the two of them were a little silent, but he didn't bother to care about it, as long as he could complete his task.

The van turned a few turns and finally stopped in a small abandoned square.

Except for an outdoor screen protruding from the adjacent building that was still playing advertisements, and there was still a little life in this square, the rest of the square had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.

Several large trucks are parked on the square at the moment.

A young man who looked rather young and didn't look like a gang member got out of the car and patted on the door of the pickup truck.

The young gangster who was driving got out of the car immediately, and he glanced at the beautiful woman in the co-pilot, "Miss Ishia, let's inspect the goods, do you want to come together?"

"Need not."

The beautiful woman shook her head slowly, "Just check it out, don't move around."

The gang youth glanced at Isia, "Then if we break something, don't blame us."

Then he pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The woman in the car saw him get out of the car, took out a bracelet and a data cable from her arms, and connected them to the car machine.

At this time, the two young men had already walked behind the van. They looked at each other, opened the compartment door, and climbed into the van.

The two lifted the lid of the long box in the carriage without hesitation, and a bloody corpse with an iron mask appeared in their field of vision.

"Fuck, it's really a corpse."

The gang youth spat and turned his head away.

The other young man who had been waiting here reacted completely differently. He was startled at first, and subconsciously backed away, as if he saw something that shouldn't appear here.

But soon he realized that it was just a corpse.

So he boldly reached out and lifted the iron mask.

A pale, wrinkled old man's face appeared in his vision.

His movements became agitated instantly.

He quickly raised the life detector in his hand, tested the vital signs of the corpse, and after confirming that it was indeed a corpse, he immediately raised the bracelet and sent a message,
"It's Sito's corpse, he wears the iron mask of Nighthawk, trying to mislead us."

With that said, he raised his wristband, took several photos of the corpse and sent them over.

Then he sent another message to a 'new friend'.

Soon, a figure slowly walked out from between the trucks in the corner, and approached the small truck step by step.

Wriggling tentacles separated from his back.

"Brother, I'll help you with the matter, and it will be resolved later..."

At this moment, in the truck compartment, the gang youth squatted down, glanced at the corpse in the box, and then at the young man.

"The following is an urgent news,"

The young man who took the photo was about to answer when he was interrupted by the screen on the square.

"At around [-] o'clock this afternoon, the mayor, Mr. Crott, was assassinated when he was communicating with citizens on the side of the street. The bullet hit his brain. After the hospital tried his best to rescue him, he died of excessive blood loss in the end. It was a very serious terrorist attack.

"Mr. Deputy Mayor has temporarily taken over the management authority of San Jon City."

Immediately afterwards, a thin middle-aged brown-haired man appeared on the screen. It was the deputy mayor of San Jon.
"Citizens of San Jon, just today, we encountered the most heinous assassination since the establishment of San Jon, and our beloved Mayor Cloter died in this assassination.

"And that dangerous criminal is still lurking among us.

"Now, I announce that the four city gates will be closed immediately, all entrances and exits will be blocked, and a large-scale search will be carried out throughout the city.

"Here, we would like to thank Mr. Valente of the Kaijiete Group. After he heard about this incident, he was very angry and filled with righteous indignation, and he was willing to temporarily summon all the mercenaries in the city to help us search for it.

"If you see mercenaries with guns on the streets, don't panic, they are our friends.

"Citizens are requested to cooperate with the search as much as possible. For your safety, do not go to any cheap places. Go home as much as possible. When the search is over, all activities will resume."

"What?"

The gang youth was stunned for a moment, he stood up and looked outside, "The mayor is dead?"

At this moment, another young man who was taking pictures realized something. He dragged the gang youth out of the car and rushed towards the front of the car. "It's impossible to get to the west gate and kill these two people immediately."

At this time, the figure had already walked near the front of the car, and the terrifying tentacles directly grabbed the co-pilot's door.

boom--

At this moment, the truck suddenly started and rushed out at the maximum speed, and the door itself was not very strong and was directly torn off.

The pickup truck made a circle and rushed out along the way it came.

"Hurry up, you idiot, you can't do this well, no wonder everyone doesn't want you, the director doesn't like you, the head of the group doesn't like you, so I sent you here to grab my credit, "

The young man who just jumped out of the car and looked at the figure that had turned into a monster, and at the truck running away, couldn't help cursing, "If you can't complete the task, I'll tell the team leader... "

Nourishes—

Before he finished speaking, a sharp tentacle pierced through his body.

"how dare you······"

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Monster kills..."

The young man from the gang was wrong, so he turned around and ran away immediately.

In the next second, his body was also pierced.

The monster directly gathered their bodies in front of him, crushed and devoured them, and then rushed towards the flying pickup truck without hesitation.

Above the dark night sky, there seemed to be some kind of distorted purple lines flickering.

Night has come.

　Ask for a ticket for the super large chapter,

I can't stay up anymore, I won't stay up late tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)