Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

But, but I'm not the captain.

Sun Li was a little confused. She felt that this sister might still not understand the rules of the mission center. The person who receives the mission must be the same as the person who handed it over.

In order to better receive the task, the captain's ID number she filled in just now belonged to Qiao Lingxiang.

Qiao Lingxiang had already taken Cen Yi's hand and walked outside the mission center, she turned her head and said:

I know that many people will come to me to remind me that I have not completed the task I received. If you can't hand in the task by then, then you can go to the security inspection system to report missing persons to find me. Don't worry, I am easy. I found it.

Qiao Lingxiang didn't lie. The positions of her and Cen Yi are fluid. After entering Jieshan Village to see Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin, she and Cen Yi will go all the way to Jiangcheng. Must be able to keep up with their speed.

However, if Sun Li touches the mission system of the mission center and fails to hand in the mission, the high-level administrators of the mission center will soon be alarmed and find Qiao Lingxiang in person, and understand the situation attentively and caringly.

If nothing else happens, if Qiao Lingxiang enters Jieshan Village, there will be executives from the mission center who will care about her mission completion.

Sun Li was a little worried when she heard that, and followed Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi out of the mission center. She was thinking wildly that this five-city mission center has a newly developed offline network settlement system.

That is, in the absence of the Internet, task handover and reward exchange can be realized.

This elder sister and elder brother seem to have no social experience. Although their identities and credit ratings are high, if these two elder brothers and sisters are deceived and abducted by bad guys outside, Sun Li will still not be able to complete the task.

If she can't complete the task, she won't be able to get her negative credit score back, so she won't be able to accept the task for the rest of her life, and she won't be able to turn over for the rest of her life.

Just as Sun Li was thinking about whether to rely on these two brothers and sisters, Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi disappeared as soon as he looked up.

ah? How did the two of them walk so fast? Why did you leave without explaining anything? Don't you worry that Sun Li can't complete the task, and will bring down the two of them with such a high credit rating? ? ?

In the bustling city with people coming and going, Cen Yi took Qiao Lingxiang's hand, hid behind a signboard, looked at Sun Li standing at the door of the mission center, looking for the two of them, Cen Yi asked:

Are we two really arguing with this child? Just take over the task? What if she can't complete the task?

When I saw her, I remembered that when I was in Xiangcheng, I was looking for people to do tasks everywhere, trying to earn a living, but no one teamed up with me.

Qiao Lingxiang stood in front of Cen Yi and was protected by him between her body and the signboard. She looked at Sun Li and said to Cen Yi behind her:

I can probably understand this situation. Anyway, we don't do tasks. If she can't complete the task, she will never get up for the rest of her life. What if she keeps her word and completes it? God will always give desperate people a chance to stand up. At the beginning, you It gave me a chance, and now we meet this little girl because of fate.

Life always takes turns. If someone gives, someone will give, and if someone gives, someone will get. If it wasn't for Cen Yi and the others who were going to the Lengsnake Tower, Qiao Lingxiang was in the group by accident, she didn't know that she would change in the end. What kind of person is he.

Maybe I have tasted all the despair in the world, and I will never return to the road of killing people.

Maybe it died in a dark underground garage, and no one has found a trace until now.

If Qiao Lingxiang once got a beam of light when she was desperate, then it's okay for her to give a beam of light to others now.

Suddenly, Qiao Lingxiang felt that Cen Yi behind her fell silent.

She turned her head, looked at Cen Yi, and asked:

Brother Cen Yi, what's wrong?

It's nothing, I just think your words are right. God will always give desperate people a chance to stand up.

Cen Yi lowered his head, eyes under the brim of the black hat, and looked at Qiao Lingxiang full of firmness and tenderness. He opened his mouth and said to Qiao Lingxiang in the noisy corner:

You gave me a chance to stand up.

He is not her salvation, on the contrary, in fact, Qiao Lingxiang has been his salvation all along, without Qiao Lingxiang, Cen Yi would have died in the Cold Snake Tower.

Some people only need to fall down once, and only need a chance to stand up again, and that's enough.

After that time, Cen Yi never fell down again, so that people felt that he was always invincible and never lost.

Seeing Qiao Lingxiang's silly look, and seeing him not knowing how to answer the conversation, Cen Yi bent his lips and smiled,

Well, I suddenly want to kiss you.

The topic changed too quickly, it seemed to be faster than Sun Li's slapping and pouring beans. Before Qiao Lingxiang could react, Cen Yi lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth.

Then, as if nothing happened, he dragged Qiao Lingxiang into the trading bank to check the accounts.

Originally, Qiao Lingxiang was very concerned about her salary, but she was interrupted by Cen Yi's superficial kiss. Cen Yi went back to the Iron Window Hotel.

It wasn't until she sat on the bed in the hotel that she came back to her senses and asked:

Brother Cen Yi, how much is my salary?

Cen Yi sat in front of her, thought for a while, and said:

A bunch of numbers, how many? More than mine.

Can he say that he is not good at counting, that he did not count at all? The salary of several years is added up, and I heard that there are benefits such as bonus conversion, let alone a million relics.

Qiao Lingxiang has more relics than him because of the five-city management system established by Lu Lecheng. In order to lead the positive energy of the society, a white angel fund was set up. If one person is saved, the fund will reward a sum of money, and then Qiao Lingxiang has saved an unknown number of people , If you want to count, you can't count it at all.

Therefore, the management system of the Five Cities believes that Qiao Lingxiang can’t be treated badly for anything. Cen, with those frontline garrisons, can shoot relics from mutant monsters, but Qiao Lingxiang can’t hit relics. She is at a loss in this regard. The system has to make it up for her.

How to make up for it? Simply calculate it based on 250,000 garrison heads, and her salary is much higher than that reflected by Cen Yi.

Anyway, Cen Yi didn't figure out how many there were. He and Qiao Lingxiang stood on the face scanning machine and checked, but didn't look at the details.

Because he kissed Qiao Lingxiang, in fact, he was also thinking about it at the time.

In the hotel room, looking at Qiao Lingxiang, Cen Yi always felt that as he got older, he became more and more uncontrollable and wanted to get closer to her.

Hugging is not enough, kissing is not enough, we must possess each other to fill such a deep desire.

Because of this thought, Cen Yi moved a little closer to Qiao Lingxiang, and just about to kiss her, he suddenly glanced and found a red spot on the wall opposite the bed.

He turned his head away slightly, his face became a little surly, and he sneered:

Ayaka, someone is watching us.

Qiao Lingxiang turned her head, looked at a blank wall for a long time, and asked:

who?

As soon as she finished speaking, she found a small red dot in the corner of the wall, in a very inconspicuous position, which was a camera.

In the next moment, the entire wall was peeled off like this. The steel bars in the wall were controlled by Cen Yi to bend and poked out from the concrete wall.

Once the steel bars are messed up, even the best cement will collapse, so half of the entire barred window hotel collapsed like this.

The nearby hotels and vendors were buried in a cloud of dust, and Mustache came out of the ruins and said angrily:

Who is causing trouble? Who is causing trouble? Are there any rules?

Because half of the hotel collapsed, the already bustling street became more and more congested, the flow of people coming and going suddenly became chaotic, and the security check was blocked at the end of the street, whistled vigorously, and began to disperse the gathering crowd.

It's just that in this cloud of dust, before the mustache could continue to shout, his neck was pinched by a pair of big hands like iron hoops, pinching his neck like a piece of rag, and pinching him to the ruins superior.

It was the first time to have a room with a girl, and Cen Yi, who found out that he was being monitored, was extremely annoyed. Now he only wanted to strangle this mustache to death, so he asked angrily:

Say, who sent you here?

Chang family? central? Or some unknown private large team? Cen Yi quickly went through the list of his enemies in his mind.

Who is it? He was going to dig that man's ancestral grave.

The mustache was crushed on the ruins, and behind him was the jagged broken cement. His face was swollen to the color of purple eggplant when he was pinched by one of Cen Yi's hands. Ah came out in an indistinguishable voice.

A security check finally rushed over, raised the torsion ballista in his hand, pointed it at Cen Yi, and shouted:

Raise your hands, don't move, this is the security check of the market outside Jieshan Village, raise your hands.

Cen Yi, who landed on one knee, squatted beside the dying mustache, with one hand still pinching mustache's neck. Hearing what the security check said, he turned half of his face slightly, his hat was not on, showing the standard of the garrison A flat cut, and a garrison headset attached to his ear.

Outside the dust, the first one aimed at Cen Yi's security checkpoint with a torque ballista. After a moment of surprise, he hurriedly put away the torque ballista in his hand, raised his hand again, and pressed down the torque ballista raised by the security check beside him. said in a voice:

It looks like an active garrison, so ask first.

Regardless of whether they are retired or serving, the garrison will have its very distinctive appearance characteristics. For example, a uniform hairstyle that is only one inch long.

A garrison headset will be attached to the ear of the garrison in service. Whether it is on vacation or not, it must be ready to be called at any time and ready to fight at any time.

So when the security check saw Cen Yi's outfit, he felt embarrassed and pointed the torque ballista at Cen Yi.

After the security inspection put down all the weapons, the security inspection captain in the lead asked Cen Yi:

Brother, what's going on? Why is there such a big fuss? If there is any conflict, please go back and explain it to us. This is Jieshan Village, and the laws are very strict. You won't be allowed to do this.

How the prison in Jieshan Village was built in the past, anyone who has been in the security inspection for more than six years, knows this. At that time, Xiangcheng was destroyed, and the security inspection system of Xiangcheng moved the entire prison system to Jieshan Village.

This is one of them. In fact, the most important function of this prison is to nourish Qiao Lingxiang's life energy. Therefore, in the first year or two of the end of the world, anyone who made a small mistake and did not deserve to die will be punished. Catch him in Jieshan Village.

This directly affected the atmosphere outside Jieshan Village. There was no room for mistakes outside Jieshan Village. Any small mistake would easily send Jieshan Village away for a few years.

The dust fell slowly, and a girl in a black dress and black boots stepped out from behind a ruined wall.

Wearing a black peaked cap and holding the same type of hat in her hand, she walked to Cen Yi's side, put the hat in her hand on his head, and said in a low voice:

At least give Uncle Lu and Uncle Wei a little face, and see what the security check here has to say.

Only then did Cen Yi slowly loosen his mechanically hard fingers on the mustache's neck, leaving the mustache alive.

The mustache had already lost three souls and seven souls, turned his weak body, fell on the ruins and coughed frantically, coughing and crying, and planing forward, trying to escape.

But before he ran away, the steel bars in the ruins rushed out, melting into golden chains, binding the mustache tightly.

The crowd booed, some people pointed, some people said in a low voice as if they were watching a play:

It's not easy to mess with. Hu Li has messed with someone who shouldn't be messed with.

Let's see what the security check says, maybe it's nothing.

Not necessarily, did you see that man in black is an active garrison, when did you see the garrison go out of Jieshan Village to make trouble? No, when did you see that there were people acting alone? Garrison?

There are many discerning people in the crowd. As long as the garrison is in service, they will all act in a unified way. Those who can escape from the big team must be at least executive level.

So don't think about it, that hotel owner named Hu Li, this time there is something wrong.

The security inspection team leader in charge of order in the market outside Jieshan Village naturally also heard the whispers of these people. A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead. Looking at Cen Yi who had already walked over, and Qiao Lingxiang who was following Cen Yi, he said: It's all a bit bitter.

These days, it's best not to have anything happen. Once something happens, it has something to do with the garrison executive level, and the higher-ups don't want to cause trouble.

It's basically going to be a big deal.

But he saw that Cen Yi, who came over, was only in his twenties, and the girl behind Cen Yi looked at most eighteen or nineteen years old, and the garrison executive should not be so young.

Zhang Tuijiyou's Wenwen