Cyber Daming

Edo Castle, suburbs.

A burly man stood in the midst of the raging thunderstorm, using his body as an umbrella to protect a petite figure beside him.

Boom.

Lightning suddenly appeared, and the three golden dragon scales between the strong man's brows shone brightly in the cold light.

"Old Tokugawa, you should definitely die this time."

Huang Shilie held his shoulders with his hands, raised his lips, and grinned cheerfully.

The figure standing next to him took off the hood on his head, revealing a cold face.

"Su Ce is angry. Edo City is the door of death in the gossip. It is not easy to save a life from here. But..."

Akechi Haruhide rolled up his hair that was blown by the wind at the temples, and his dark eyes reflected the building wrapped in flames.

"Old Tokugawa died a little too easily. I feel the same way."

Huang Shilie took the call and sighed: "The last royal bloodline of the Shenhe era has been completely cut off like this. It is really too careless to end like this."

"Shouldn't such a character burst out with a dazzling brilliance of determination to restore the country, fight with Su Ce with his aging and decaying body, tear a gap in the black curtain shrouding the Japanese area, and fight for a stand for the 20 million criminals? chance of survival."

Huangshi Lie was still full of emotions and said: "Isn't this ending worthy of Old Tokugawa's hard work for so many years?"

"Using all the manpower to do something against nature, perhaps such a devastating defeat is the reality. Not everyone has the ability to fight against the general trend until the last moment, only to lose by one move, regrettably."

Akechi Haruhide was answering Aroshima Retsu, and he was also answering himself: "Compared with the Ming Empire, we are just a group of tree-shaking worms. No matter how hard we struggle, it is a joke. Tokugawa Hiroshi may have trump cards and chips, but Su Ce But he wasn’t given a chance to serve at all.”

"Qingxiu, your words sound so depressing!"

Huang Shilie raised his fingers toward the sky, as if to drag the dancing thunder from the sky to the earth.

"Once the old Tokugawa died, Rende Capital collapsed. Then it was Li Bufeng's turn to eat meat. The four major companies in the Japanese area were now the only ones left. Toyotomi and I were the only ones left. Stupid old stubborn, I’m afraid it won’t be long before it’s my turn to face this hero.”

boom!

Huang Shilie clasped his fists tightly, and the muscles on his arms were built up like steel. The rain soaked into his clothes was shaken into pieces of water vapor by the invisible surging force.

"Su Ce's next target must be Toyotomi Yuanjiang and his Mikawa Heavy Industries. You are the whetstone he left to that Lord Yama, and he will not touch you yet."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Huang Shilie burst into a burst of crazy laughter, his eyes widened, and he raised his hand to tear the clothes on his upper body to pieces, revealing his terrifying body covered with vicious ghosts and gods.

"I broke free from the shackles of Huang Tianmen, and no longer had to take out my heart and lungs for others to extend my life. But in the blink of an eye, I became a whetstone in the hands of others to sharpen their children, and was treated as a caged beast to be slaughtered. Interesting, It’s so much fun!”

The strong man raised his head to the sky, and the pupils in his eyes shrank to a point like that of a wild beast. The cold and biting rain could not suppress the hostility and fierce flames that surged from it.

"Control life and death, take whatever you want. Such a domineering martial artist, I really want to cut you into slices and taste your flesh and blood with my own mouth!"

The delicate fingers rubbed the rough skin, and the cold touch awakened Huang Shilie's rationality that was about to sink into anger.

Mingzhi Qingxiu took Huang Shilie's thick arm and gently pressed his face against it.

"You are destined to be my Yellow Turban Warrior, and I will not let them hurt you. Now that Tokugawa Hiroshi is dead, Gao Tianyuan is in my possession. Now that the battle between Confucianism and Taoism is getting more and more intense, this yellow beam dream will only become more valuable. , plus the 'backdoor' in my hand, I will definitely be able to sell it at a high price."

"When I find a suitable buyer, we will leave the Japanese area, and everything here will have nothing to do with us anymore."

Huang Shilie was speechless, and held Mingzhi Qingxiu in his arms with one arm. The huge force almost crushed her body, and his hot breath pressed down on the red cheek.

Boom!

Thunder rumbles again and the spring tide surges.

On the third day of March in the twelfth year of Jiaqi, the Waking of Insects had arrived.

All things that have survived the cold winter are gradually waking up under the thunderstorm.

Edo Castle, east of Minato City.

On the top floor of the 'Forge Hall' at the headquarters of Mikawa Heavy Industries, Toyotomi Enji stood by the window, staring at the surging fire in the distance.

At this moment, he hated the powerful smell of his mechanical body. Even from such a long distance, he could still smell the pungent burnt smell and the faint smell of blood in it.

It was the smell of his old friend's blood.

A leader who fought for the rise of the Japanese region, whom he sincerely admired and followed willingly, was crushed to pieces in front of his eyes, but he was powerless to do anything.

After this fire that shines across the city, Rende Capital will be completely reduced to ashes.

Tokugawa Hiroshi, a name that should have been sung and worshiped, will also be written into the textbooks of enlightenment private schools and Confucius temples with the charge of rebellion, and will be used by the descendants of the Japanese people who have completely forgotten their true names. Constant resentment and reviling.

The Japanese people are not dead, but there are no survivors.

In a daze, an uncontrollable anger and despair surged out of the cold heart. In the faint buzzing sound, the flesh and blood on Toyotomi Yuanjiang's back and his clothes were penetrated by two protruding jets.

boom!

The fast and violent air flow raged wildly in the sealed room, tearing all the furnishings into pieces.

Toyotomi Yuanjiang shot up into the sky like a sharp arrow, hovering under the dark and heavy rain clouds.

There were no deep-seated vows to avenge his friends, nor were there any heroic words dedicated to turning the tide.

There was only a shrill roar, as sad as a lonely beast and as sharp as a blade.

Cutting through gold and cracking stones, tearing apart the sky.

The thunder snake swimming in the sea of ​​clouds seemed to be provoked, and immediately responded to the even more shocking thunder sound.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of thunder resounded throughout Edo City and entered an ordinary medical clinic located in the north of the city.

As if being disturbed by thunder, a pair of eyes soaked in a miserable green liquid suddenly shook continuously. After struggling repeatedly for a long time, they finally opened slowly.

Empty, confused, and confused.

Countless complex emotions kept wandering in the blurred eyes, and were eventually covered up by an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

Resurrection from death is like waking up from a dream.

Wow.

There was a faint sound of sloshing water in the dark, empty room, and the light that illuminated the medicine warehouse was refracted into a distorted light and shadow, like a cluster of ghosts.

The owner of the eyes raised his arms in front of him, and his sharp nails kept digging at the bionic skin on his arms, slowly tearing it apart inch by inch.

The whole process did not last too long. After a while, the arms without the bionic skin wrapped revealed densely packed and meticulous mechanical parts.

He concentrated his eyes, carefully searched through the repeated mechanical components, and finally saw a line of small engraved words on the sides of his left and right middle fingers.

The middle finger of the left hand is engraved with 'March 3rd'.

On the middle finger of the right hand is 'Host Twelve'.

"It seems that he escaped successfully."

At this moment, the tension in his eyes finally faded a little, and his tightened eyes finally returned to normal.

He did not pull out the nerve bundle connected to the back of his neck, nor did he try to push open the cover of the medicine bin above his head, just letting himself float quietly in the liquid.