[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

Jiang Wu's face changed slightly: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"Don't worry, I used a special method. The black hole can't find this call, and it can't find me." He was arrogant, as if everything was under his control, "You see, those people on the screen , is exactly the same as those who killed the original memory owner before, the task given to you is very important, I want you to be the leader of the canine teeth."

"..."

"Using Jiang Wuyuan's intelligence as the leader of Canine Ya is Qu Cai, I believe that you can also do it on the 97th." The voice on the other end of the phone has some electric noise, "I want you to lead Canine Fang to get rid of all the people in Jiezhiguan , after that, I can remove the chip in your body and set you free, or give you whatever you want, so that you are no longer under control."

Jiang Wuyuan paused: "...I see, give me some time."

"of course."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wuyuan turned his gaze back to the grotesque big screen, pondered for a moment, and decisively did something.

Get down and sleep.

Because the curator received the news of the revival of the canine tooth in advance, he asked everyone to go to the meeting on the fifth floor, and then asked Jiang Chongyan to pass the news on his behalf. He didn't tell Jiang Wuyu because he didn't believe him, but because he was worried that Jiang Wuyu would feel hurt when he saw those people. The recovery is unfavorable, and I never thought that the former has actually seen it.

Perhaps it was because of the experimental body that the recovery of the body was faster than that of Ning Jian. The wound left by the group leader before taking out the chip was not discovered by others, and this time it only took half a month for the wound to heal. invisible.

A few nights ago, I secretly went to the laboratory, and the team leader gave him a brooch. It looks like an ordinary diamond brooch paired with a windbreaker is quite exquisite. In fact, this is the mark of the leader of the dog tooth, and only the two of them and everyone in the dog tooth team know .

The people in Jiezhiguan only knew that he had an extra decoration, and Jiang Wuyuan said that it was to make it less boring for him to live again, so everyone didn't go into it.

During his recovery period, Qingkong and Lu Wen'an solved some small organization turmoil problems. These two people usually don't talk much but they have a tacit understanding and have done a lot of things.

Jiang Wuyuan sat in his own seat in the office, watching those people discussing from a distance, and some people smiled, and couldn't help but think of what happened in the previous life, which was probably the same.

This is what he yearns for.

He smiled, a tingling pain came from the place where the chip was in his heart, and the corners of his mouth sank instantly.

Time is up.

What the team leader told him was that no matter how many innocent people die, no matter what the price is, the Jiezhi Hall must be cleaned up.

When the sound of gunfire awakened the demons and ghosts in the city at night, everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and a piece of urban area was razed to the ground, and no one survived under the bombers.

The government wants to create a Garden of Eden that belongs to them, no matter how many people are killed or injured, as long as the remaining people can indulge in the dream they planned.

All the staff of the Jiezhi Museum were on guard in a private suite of the curator. Jin Yu tried to hack into the bomber's control system. At this time, it would be a dead word for anyone to go out. He turned around and wanted to discuss countermeasures with Jiang Wuyuan , but found that no one could be found.

Everyone was shocked, panic was suppressed by the curator, everyone was speechless, and sat there staring at something with different expressions.

The streets and alleys are full of the corpses of fleeing people, bloody and bloody like purgatory, and the smell of blood hitting the nasal cavity is disgusting. Jiang Wuyuan is sitting on the roof of a high-rise building with his feet dangling in the air, as if he can breathe with the city in this way.

Still the same black windbreaker, still the same careless expression, the strong wind on the high-rise buildings was whistling, the bombardment and gunpowder smoke was everywhere in the distance, some buildings collapsed, and the unanimous screams from different places could be heard in my ears.

Jiang Wuyuan sat for a while, stood up and looked at the government building in the city center that was firmly supporting it and was not affected, and said three words to the leader of the white army behind him:

"let's start."

He knew the weaknesses of everyone in the Jiezhiguan, and also the weaknesses of the government, so the team leader said that he would be released after the incident, so how could it be possible.

The leader led a group of people downstairs, and the precision weapons on his body turned into a life harvesting machine. He originally said to protect the innocent people, but only now did he show his true colors.

All those who are valuable to the future were taken to a certain base by the team leader and injected with some kind of medicine to sign the agreement, but the Garden of Eden in the future does not need so many people, just like Noah's Ark, only a few need to survive .

Jin Yu accepted the appearance on the street, the devastation made everyone hesitate because they didn't have powerful weapons, until a person appeared in the picture.

The man put one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker and the poker in the other, changing various shapes. He was leaning against the outer wall of an unknown shop. .

The man smiled and said something. In front of him was a man in a houndstooth logo costume. The latter was in a state of respect, with his right hand resting on his chest and bending slightly.

The man seemed to have noticed something, and raised his head towards the camera. The poker flew out of his hand in the next second, and the screen flickered twice and returned to darkness.

"Everyone, let's go." The curator's face was very bad, and his hand holding the cane kept shaking, "According to Jiang Chongyan's arrangement, I have something to go."

"Yes, be careful." Everyone had no objection. After Jiang Chongyan gave the order, he equipped his weapons and went out separately.

The latter tidied up his equipment, took two pistols and pinned them to his waist, and closed the door with a blank expression the whole time.

He knew where to find Jiang Wuyuan.

cemetery.

There is only one cemetery in this city. Except for the flowers used for worship, it is so cold that even lonely ghosts are not seen. At this moment, there are two people, including an old woman.

The old woman is about 60 years old, she doesn't look old but her hair is all white, she kneels and sits on the open space in front of the tombstone, the flower in her hand has just been put down, stroking the picture of the young woman on the tombstone and muttering to herself, not long shed tears.

At this time, a hand passed a pack of tissues from behind her ear. She turned around and saw a handsome man with white hair, blue eyes and black clothes, with a warm smile.

"Grandma, wipe away your tears." When Jiang Wuyuan came, he saw this old woman paying homage beside his tombstone, thinking it was a coincidence.

"Thank you young man, you came to worship too..." The old woman glanced at his tombstone, but found that the person in the photo was exactly the same as the one in front of her, her heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Wuyuan explained: "This is my brother, the twin brother, who has passed away for many years."

Only then did the old woman feel relieved, Xu hadn't talked to someone for a long time, thanked him and then turned to talk about her daughter's life.

There were many complex emotions in the old woman's voice, and she narrated the story that had been dusty for many years. It was stable and could make people hear the emotions. After listening to it, Jiang Wuyuan realized that her daughter was also in the battle between them and Quanya. He was innocently slandered and died.

"It's almost time, I should go too." Before leaving, the old woman wiped her tears, put her hands together and prayed for Jiang Wuyuan:

"I wish you no complaints or disasters in the future."

Jiang Wuyuan didn't react, he couldn't help but looked at the back of the old woman staggering down from the cemetery, he was in a daze for a moment, he himself was the master of resentful spirits, people who met him either had hatred in their hearts or their souls were corrupted, never I thought that one day my name would be spoken from someone else's mouth as a prayer.

While he was still thinking, a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Jiang Wuyuan, where are you from?"