[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

When the spiders found Scott, this middle-aged man didn't notice the danger coming. He had enough persistence and cruel methods, but he lacked a little political sensitivity.

A little deadly.

In the annex where Scott temporarily stayed, Scott under Feitan had collapsed, curled up on the ground, lingering, and Kuroro played with the newly acquired ability of mind, with sun and moon marks printed on both hands, " When the sun and the moon touch, it explodes."

"interesting."

This kind of fun didn't last long, and maybe it wasn't enough to change Kuroro's desire to kill Scott. If he liked this telekinetic ability too much, he might let Scott live in order to keep it.

Kuroro squatted down, and Scott at his feet was still persistently wriggling. Meteor Street people were unexpectedly tenacious in their obsession with life, as if you threw him to the ground and trampled him into mud, and the meat sauce would bulge. a new life.

There was interest in his eyes, pure and simple probing, "Will it explode if printed on your body?"

Scott raised half of his face from the pool of blood, the other half of his face was stained bright red by his own blood, his throat was hoarse, and he was unable to twitch like an old bellows, his suppressed and distorted breath was as cold as the ground, the cold ground and Dying people have similar temperatures.

"Try it."

Without the consent of the subject, Kuroro exerted this malice on the master of the mind ability.

Being killed by one's own mind ability is no longer fun.

The moment the mark of the sun and the moon touched it, the spider retreated far away, and the place where Scott lay could no longer see traces of humans, but it seemed to have killed a large mosquito full of blood. The plasma splashed and burst, and against the white wall, the dark red was as evil as hell.

Kuroro clapped his hands, "Let's go."

Suddenly, he suddenly stopped turning around, raised his hand to watch carefully, "ah, the ability to read has not disappeared."

He then turned around and looked at the place, "He's not dead"

Fei Tan suppressed his voice, "Dead."

Madge nodded with his sixth sense, confirming that the other party must die.

"so amazing."

Kuroro looked carefully at the sun and moon mark, "For the first time, I saw the ability of mind that will not disappear after death."

When they killed Scott, the venue of the birthday ceremony had already reached the end of the chaos.

Biyangde's team took the lead in organizing the telekinetics who rushed towards the king, and the king also took this opportunity to leave from the secret passage under the high platform to a place of absolute safety.

The withdrawal of the civilians allowed the army to mobilize heavy weapons to bomb the entire venue at will. The flames of war filled the air, and the collapsed palace walls were piled up into low and dilapidated mounds, and the places that were still struggling to support were also smoked with black smoke.

As the assassins died or were captured one by one, the riots finally ended.

Biyangde took a look at the place where Xinghe was originally staying, and the people in the team wanted to say something, Biyangde raised his hand to stop them, shook his head, and signaled to continue to deal with the assassin's affairs.

There were endless wailing in the interrogation room of the prison, but no matter how they flogged and interrogated, they could only come up with one answer. These assassins all belonged to small dilapidated countries that had been bulldozed by the war, and it was their desperate revenge that made them risk their lives.

Biyangde could almost imagine that when Kajin Guo questioned this matter at the joint meeting, the answer he got must be "If Kajin Guo followed the principle of peace, then it would not have suffered such unbearable pain."

Talk like they did it to themselves.

But this is nothing, big countries do it like this.

But as long as Ka Jinguo announced to the outside world that he had found the real opponent behind the scenes, some countries would be wary and dare not continue to act rashly.

Confined like this, they continued to confront each other suspiciously.

It is indeed not a good time for Kajin Kingdom to go to war. The death of Clemens involved a large number of people. In addition to Clemens himself as a spy, there are also corrupt elements who were bought by him with money. The defensive position of the garrison was leaked, and everything was regarded as a transaction between pushing glasses on the wine table and using a gorgeous curtain to cover the filthy activities, but everything that happened at the grand ceremony forcefully removed the curtain, revealing the filth behind the stage.

There will be a purge.

just one more thing

About the second sun that appeared suddenly and with great momentum

Bijande talked with Pariston, and Pariston had the same question as him, "The disaster appeared so soon, I thought it would take a while."

"But then again, it's really impressive."

"Is he still alive?"

"Of course," Pariston said easily, "I don't know if you have met this kind of person. Whenever you think he has completely disappeared from your life and world, he will pick out from the gap that you don't know." Say hello to you."

"Well, although I don't know if I can live to die of old age, but I think he will definitely come to you when you are dying and unable to move, and ask you in a surprised and nostalgic tone that you are so old."

Pariston on the other side of the phone tapped his head, "What a strange premonition."

The official name of the Kajin Kingdom is that the king’s supreme majesty made the gods punish, so those who intend to offend the king and violate the royal power must be punished, but there are some other names among the people. They call this day "Sun Day", "Nuclear Day" The "explosion of the sun" or "the day of rebirth after death", the residents of the capital are particularly impressed. They go out of the house to discuss this matter with their neighbors or anyone on the street. A wonderful and empty paradise, even after returning to consciousness, many people still question whether they are really alive, not just an illusion.

But for some reason, this wonderful death has not attracted countless amnesiacs and melancholic followers, and there is no almost carnival pursuit of joy after death. They describe the feeling as "filled with light sorrow, but the sprout breaks from the void. , with shimmering leaves."

"I don't know why, but I feel that I have to live, and it's better to smile."

The lower level was discussing vigorously, and even the assassination of King Kajin was suppressed for a while. Although he was dissatisfied with his prestige being taken away by the second class sun, King Kajin was very satisfied with being able to appease the people and stabilize the situation for a cleansing.

The opposite of satisfaction is the anger towards traitors and corruption, so that after the extreme point of anger, King Kajin was a little uninterested, "Kill them all."

He waved lightly.

Not one left.

King Kajin is temporarily blocked.

The spider brigade was also left in the capital, and Kuroro called the knight, "It seems that there are no other problems at present, just monitor the daily intelligence data as usual."

"Ok."

Xia Ke replied that he was sitting in the backseat of a car, and the driver who had the antenna inserted blankly swung the steering wheel. Xia Ke lost his mind, and the driver's steering wheel immediately turned [-] degrees, and almost hit the other side of the yellow two-way street Retrograde convertible.

"hey hey"

Xia Ke called the driver back to normal, rolled down the window and apologized to the shocked convertible owner, "Sorry, sorry"

Long Moumou held the steering wheel tightly, and the soul that flew into the sky finally landed on the ground. Looking down, Yi Lianna's hand was also holding the steering wheel, which was molded on it as firmly as cement and could not be shaken.

Long Moumou didn't estimate how strong this force was until the cold wind woke his soul.

"what."

He exhaled belatedly.

"Frightened to death."

Yi Lianna also looks like she has survived the catastrophe at this time, tears glisten, as if they are about to flow down.

After a while, Long Moumou calmed down. After all, he was also the one who had been assassinated once, and he had seen the storm.

"What did we just say?"

"Oh yes, I remembered. When I talked about myself, I am a little handsome and a little rich."

Yi Lianna let out a chuckle, she turned her head away, supported the side of the car with her hands, her body trembled slightly, and her long wavy hair shook slightly like a surging black tide.

Long Moumou's next sentence suppressed all of Elena's laughter, and he said, "So I also have a little self-knowledge."

"I know how much I am, and I should love the right person and get married just right. I won't have love in romantic dramas, and I won't have delusions out of thin air."

Long Moumou tapped the steering wheel with his little finger, and the sound was very blunt, as dull as a heavy heartbeat.

"Elena, you are very smart, you understand the rest of my words."

"What do I understand"

Yi Lianna raised her long black hair in the wind, revealing a clean and beautiful face, that unique face was shining brightly in the night.

"I worship money, I am vain, I like luxury goods, and I want a room that can be filled with all kinds of brand clothes, shoes, and bags."

"I also want a jewelry box, just like the one in the oil painting, the gems are shining and flowing out of the box, beautiful like a flowing river."

"So we don't fit in."

"Money worship and big money are very suitable."

Long Moumou opened his mouth, what he wanted to say was not this.

The girl next to him was a type he had never met before, and he had never imagined about it. She was like a rose in someone else's garden, carefully watered, cultivated, and blooming proudly and willfully, but he never wanted to get this one. Rose, the biggest thought is "It's so beautiful."

Like looking at the sun, looking at the stars, or anything out of reach.

Reason is not inferiority complex, it is just the right smoothness to face the society.

"Hey, let's talk about a love that only concerns the body, not the soul."

Elena looked sideways at him, "Dare you dare?"

"You have money, I love money, it's very suitable, isn't it?"

These words completely hit Long Moumou's heart. The invisible sharp arrow pierced the flesh and blood, and every breath was filled with anxiety and anxiety. This was different from what he had imagined countless times. He should be like the countless past Calmly walk away from the flower garden

But the rose came across the bed, and the thorns caught the trousers.

"Oh."

He said.

"Okay."

hotel.

Long Moumou was restless.

"The Lord God"

"I'm about to do all the unspeakable content of the mosaic below the head."

"Can you"

"it is good."

The voice of the Lord God was somewhat empty.

Long Moumou was subtly aware of this difference.

Elena came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, Long Moumou nodded to her, "I'm in." Then he said, "I'm really in."

Elena waved to him, sat on the edge of the bed with one leg crossed and wiped her hair.

It's her cell phone ringing.

A phone number she didn't want to see at the moment floated on the display.

Elena walked to the bed, and after answering the phone, she remained silent. The person on the other side didn't care, and ordered forcefully, "You can do it now, kill Garcia's partner."

Elena turned around, turned her right eye slightly, and leaned towards the bathroom, where there was a sound of water, she struggled to explain, "I have been lurking here for many days, Garcia is just wishful thinking, the other party is unwilling to accept his cooperation invitation, so "

She was like a trapped beast, circling around in an iron cage full of thorns and thorns, "I can show you their investment plan, and I assure you, Garcia will never appear on their company's cooperation list."

"Ah," the other party pondered, his cold voice was so sharp that it could easily pierce the dark sky, "Irina, you can't even save your own life, so who are you pleading for?"

"Be good, go and kill him, your sister is still waiting for you at home, don't let her worry."

Yi Lianna's arms hang down weakly, she looks at her silhouette through the clear glass, it is beautiful and disgusting.

Five fingers grasped the roots of the hair on her forehead, her nails seemed to pierce something, and they pressed hard on her scalp. The intense disgust made her feel nauseous, and her abdomen writhed, as heavy as if she had swallowed a ton of iron.

So disgusting.

She is a poisonous thorn born from rot, with only night and unchanging haze to accompany her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

"Lord God"

"I am dead."

Long Moumou's roar came from next to Xinghe's ear. From the changes in the symbols at the end of the sentence, we can see the changes in his heart from horror to grief and calm.

"Oh."

Xinghe remembered, "Aren't you doing an activity where all mosaics are unspeakable from the neck down?"

Long Moumou described it sadly, "So I died."

"I thought I could be a bum."

"Then you met the perfect femme fatale in the novel."

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

"Probably because you are not romantic enough, so I complement you."

Long Moumou paused for a while, "Lord God, I want to know the cause of my death."

"Poison killing, the prepared system mechanism senses that your body has suffered damage beyond the tolerance range, and automatically sets you to die."

"I mean," he hesitated, "why?"

The voice of the Lord God was as calm as ever, "King Kajin was assassinated, the situation in the war zone is becoming increasingly tense, a large number of arms dealers have entered the market, and the alliance formed by Garcia and other gangsters is in turmoil. If Garcia withdraws from the alliance at this time, then everything will be fine. scattered."

"To avoid this outcome, and to urge Garcia to repent."

"Kill your demonstration."

Long Moumou paused for a while, "Good or bad."

"Why do you treat me like this when I'm a child?"

He didn't seem very sad, because he died unconsciously in a deep sleep, and if you don't look into his eyes, you really can't see a little sadness.

"That, Lord God."

"I want to see Elena."

In the hotel, Long Moumou's body was lying on the bed, Elena was wearing black pajamas leaning on the other side, her hands were folded on her abdomen, her long black hair fluttered like spreading black roses.

"she lives"

"Ah."

"Why don't you leave?"

"do not know."

Long Moumou scratched his head in embarrassment, although he couldn't do this in his current form.

"I want to delete the memory of my time with her."

"yours"

"Her." Long Moumou pointed to Elena, "She seems to be sad."

"Is it because I'm dead?"

"Although I don't know why, she still shouldn't be so sad."

"I think she can feel sorry for the luxury, the flowing jewelry, but not for me, I don't know what I'm going to say, so be it."