The invulnerability of fast wear

The era of the young master's power began step by step with the black funeral. As the two heroes who defeated the Yin and Bai forces, Liao Wuyi and Fei Si couldn't wait to swallow those shares and the company whole, regardless of whether they could eat them or not.

The fast-growing teenager is surrounded by bodyguards and conference attendees every day. Even though the doctor seems to have opened his heart to him, since Yin Zao's funeral, the two have only seen each other less often.

Different from Fat Si's urgency and blatantness, Liao Wuyi still maintains the appearance of an elder and subordinate, and never shows any ambition in front of the young man. Such a low-key and small attitude makes people especially vigilant, because this kind of attitude seems to have nothing to do with him. Those who have no plans are those who have the greatest plans.

Yin Zao passed away, Yin Bai fell from power, Chai Lin disappeared, and the leaderless forces turned to the elders one after another. There were faint signs of following Liao Wuyi's leadership. Fortunately, there was an ambitious Fei Si, and Yin Song was mainly responsible for mediating and secretly Take the right to wander under your command.

A three-legged situation gradually formed, but this internal strife had only just begun, and it came to an end in a rude and stupid way.

Wu Xie was called into the study of the old house by the phone call from Yin.

There is a person lying in the entrance of the study, white and chubby fat piled up on the cherry wood floor, black suit and disproportionate gold teeth are all in the red blood, lying on the spot like spicy cold skin, braving the heat The stench of rust.

Foul, bad smell, nausea, nausea.

The doctor lifted his white coat slightly, stepped over the tragic corpse without seeing it, entered the screen in the entrance, and finally saw the person who called him.

The young man was sitting behind the pear tree table, the blue and white soil all over the ground could still see the afterglow, but it had been broken into pieces, and even the vague shadows of the past could not be found.

He was playing with a Browning in his hand, with a Viper on his head, reclining posture, with a relaxed expression, facing the two hot weapons, just like facing a familiar guest, without any worry that his life would be threatened by this , as if everything was under his control and nothing unexpected would happen.

Perhaps this kind of omniscient and omnipotent control is limited to his personal cognition.

Wu Xie's heart sank.

"Teacher, you are here." The boy smiled when he saw him, "I'm sorry to let you see such a scene... Uncle Liao, the muzzle of the gun is a bit hard, and it hurts me, can you relax a little?"

Liao Wuyi, who was covered with blood in a snow-white suit, did not do what he wished. His usual gentle face could not find a smile at this moment, but instead became a little hideous due to the backlight and tension. Wu Xie suddenly realized that other than him in this room, There should be a third person.

Life and death are somewhat indifferent to him now, pursing his lips and stepping forward, he finally sees the third person who is blocked by the screen through the empty multi-treasure shelf.

The man gasped and stood behind Liao Wuyi, with his long arms stretched out, even if he didn't look at the heavy object he was holding up, he could roughly guess what it was. The water stains——Chai Lin, who shouldn't be here, is covered in mud and holding a gun, scanning everything in the study with a grim expression.

The study room of the old house was once engraved according to the Ming Dynasty standard. It was specially built by Mr. Yin, who first started his business, in order to be arty and in line with the "upper class society". At that time, he collected a lot of things with half understanding But most of them were not true. It was not until Yin Zao took over that a lot of old people were added.

Yin Zao didn't see the wind very much when he was young, and he stayed in the house all year round to recuperate, so he was very interested in books and antiques. In addition, the Yin family has the ability to collect, so he was able to go outside later, and he would go shopping when he had nothing to do. All kinds of antique stores, as well as small markets, etc., have been to both big and small ones, and if they are interested, they have to see the real thing even if they are walking. The twig tray is placed firmly in the cabinet with a glass shelf.

It's just that now, not to mention the dishes, even the Eight Jun Bowls from the Qing Dynasty imitated the Ming Dynasty, and there are not many visible fragments left.

When Yin Zao was alive, he was relatively indifferent to everything, except for the old things that he personally "invited" back on the multi-treasure shelf. If he saw this scene, he would probably be overwhelmed immediately.

Perhaps Chai Lin also thought of this, and suddenly increased his strength against the back of Liao Wuyi's head, his voice seemed to have been soaked in sulfuric acid, so rough that even the pronunciation of the words was blurred.

"what happened?"

It was as if he had just arrived at the scene of the crime.

Wu Xie keenly noticed that there was a circular hole in the other party's wet white shirt.

"I still want to ask you..." Liao Wuyi gritted his teeth and said, "You're not dead?!"

Hearing this, Chai Lin was obviously in a daze for a while. He was standing behind Liao Wuyi, so the expression on his face was not noticed by the other party. On the contrary, Wu Xie could see it clearly, and subconsciously asked the system to search whether Chai Lin was deadly. Injury, and found a shocking fact.

There was a bullet embedded in the back of the man's right chest ventricle, and the front costal arch had been smashed to pieces. Logically speaking, this wound would cause massive bleeding in the chest cavity and eventually lead to death. But now, his blood has obviously completely coagulated , the brain also lost its proper activity, and the whole test results showed that he was already a dead person... But he can still appear here like a living person, and even talk? !

"0001, what's going on..."

Wu Xie panicked for a moment, there are so many inexplicable things in this world, he couldn't help but think about it.

"Please wait a moment, the system is scanning..." 0001's electronic voice came quickly, "Ding - no errors were detected."

The doctor showed a look of hesitation, and the man who was still in a daze seemed to have finally woken up. He tilted his head slightly, although his expression was slightly doubtful, but his tone was affirmative:

"No, I'm dead."

Liao Wuyi:? ? ?

Hearing this, the boy suddenly laughed crisply, and finally held the Browning decently. The handle of the gun rested on the pear wood table. doctor.

"Is there anything I don't understand, the story is coming to an end." The boy said kindly and gently, "But there is one person who can finish all this, right, teacher?"

Dense cold sweat crawled up his back, but the expected OOC warning did not come for a long time.

"But actually, there is one more person."

The muzzle turned at this moment, and the boy showed a bright smile:

"Sure enough, no matter how much I want the teacher to belong to me forever, I can't confess in this way—I still hope that the teacher can be gentle, happy, free, and live happily."

Men feel that their feet are full of nails.

He couldn't go any further.

Even because of the transparent barrier that couldn't be broken, he couldn't even stop it in time.

Yin Song has beautiful amber eyes.

The iris glowed with honey yellow light, and under the refraction of the sun, it would also show the characteristics of lemon yellow. At that time, his pupils were like two grape cores embedded in it, small and sharp.

After experiencing the monstrous red tide, they diffused in the amber, and soon lost the luster of gemstones, leaving only a transparent jelly texture.

Even so, it was clean.

……

Liao Wuyi was stunned by the changes in front of him.

He watched Yin Song fall down in the armchair with a "bang". For a few moments, the doctor seemed to die with the boy, but he soon came back to life, and rushed over to hug the boy without hesitation—scaring him to face the doctor. Several shots were fired, and the back was pierced.

But like Chai Lin, not only was the doctor not blocked by bullets, but he also hugged Yin Song tightly as if nothing happened. The tears in the corners of his eyes were definitely not from pain, but from extreme sadness.

Even though it was out of date, Liao Wuyi couldn't help but think of a copy of the Republic of China that Yin had collected a few years ago, in which there was a line of poem, which he glanced at briefly, but remembered so far——

Last year in this door today, the face of peach blossoms in red.

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

……

He lowered his gun, knowing that today was the end of his life.

chai lin said:

"The last time, sir, I haven't seen it yet."

After a pause, the man added:

"I haven't seen him since he died."

The first shot was fired into the heart after this sentence, and the man saw him collapsed on the ground, so he also squatted down and asked:

"Uncle Liao, do you have any last words?"

Liao Wuyi shook his head slowly.

Then the second shot hit the forehead, and there was no other sound.

……

Two gunshots ended the world.

Raging tides rushed in around him, and bright lights shone overhead.

Like being pressed down by someone.

The water flowed away silently, and the lights suddenly dimmed.

The road is infinitely expanded, and the cracks are retracted and repaired.

The muddy mobile phone returned to the uncut hand.

The bustling crowd retreated gradually.

Street lights turn from red to yellow to green.

Ding.

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termination.

White drives out all darkness, and even shadows are not allowed in space.

Only the person in his arms still has real feeling.

The man leaned on the young man's thin shoulders, as if he had fallen into a peaceful dream and refused to let go.

Until the cold electronic sound sounded.

"The world [5] is currently not deleted, do you want to delete the memory of this world?"

Wu Xie woke up suddenly.

This is not the transfer station he is familiar with.

But it seems... Mr. Yan's.

——Just, why can he hear such a notification sound?

"0001?" he asked.

0001 didn't answer, it seems that some kind of contractual connection was temporarily interrupted in this space.

"Warning, warning, emotional overload, emotional overload—do you want to erase past memories?"

The person in his arms finally woke up and grew up from the warning. Under the man's surprised gaze, he opened his amber eyes, and complex and strong emotions suddenly surged, which soon settled down like ink ingots, and appeared A power of insight into the world.

"Teacher." He still called, his voice full of relief, "We finally met."

"Yin Song...wrong, Mr. Yan?" Wu Xie still hadn't recovered from the shock, "What should I call you?"

The man who turned back into a youth smiled slightly, but did not answer him directly:

"Call me Sweet Potato."

"here is……?"

"This is my transfer station." The young man lowered his head and stroked the pure white ground, picking up a cluster of dust on his fingertips, "I haven't seen it for a long time."

"Warning, warning, emotional overload, emotional overload—do you want to delete past memories?" The electronic voice of the system sounded again.

"no."

Seeing that the other party said "No" lightly, the man suddenly remembered the advice from the previous world to this person, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Sure enough, this person didn't listen to it at all; even if he listened to it, he didn't want to implement it at all.

Just as he was about to seize the time to learn more about things, the pure white space suddenly sank, and the light above his head flickered, reminiscent of a dilapidated elevator that had been in disrepair for a long time.

The young man's face changed, and the announcement of mechanization followed.

"Warning, emotional load disorder, warning, emotional load disorder, warning, emotional load disorder, please delete the past memory within 10 seconds, please delete the past memory within 10 seconds, please delete the past memory within 10 seconds, drop—"

"ten."

The space sank again, and the light dimmed for a while.

"Nine."

The space crashed deeper and stopped, and the light became darker.

"Eight."

Wu Xie had never encountered such a situation before. Subconsciously, he looked for Mr. Yan with his gaze, but saw the young man's index finger and middle finger together, extending into the brain without hindrance. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was about to pull something out of it. come the same.

"seven."

"what are you doing?!"

The man's first reaction was to stop the other party and hold the man's wrist tightly.

"six."

The young man just smiled indifferently, and said calmly:

"The virus got into the system."

"five."

Wu Xie was sure that he had used almost [-]% of his strength, but there seemed to be some kind of energy that transformed the strength he exerted into another substance, making the young man pull out a cluster of twisted and flickering fireflies from his brain effortlessly. Silk comes.

"Four."

The threads were gradually pulled out, and quickly increased. From the thread to the surface, it was densely packed like some kind of hard disk chip.

"three."

Finally, when it reached the end, a compact hard drive the size of a palm appeared in the young man's hand.

"two."

He looked at the tall man in front of him and said softly:

"Teacher, please forgive the student's waywardness."

"one."

Wu Xie clearly saw that the hard drive was divided into two by the young man.

"Start auto-clear mode."

Pieces were thrown on the ground, where nothing remained but residue after being run over with feet.

"Beep-"

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Forced to stop.

The author has something to say:

I finally met the real Mr. Yan www

The sixth world is over, and a new world will open soon

Weekends are even more exciting【

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small theater:

Yin Zao: Ahhh, my heart hurts so much!My Yongle blue and white!

unravel the coffin【

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small theater:

Liao Wuyi: Why do I feel like I am the only one in the world who can't understand what they are talking about?

Wu Xie: Illusion

Yin Song: Illusion

Chailin: Illusion

Liao Wuyi:? ? ?

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