mayfly era

Fan Ge slowly put down the teapot, he raised his head and looked into the marshal's eyes, "What he wants to say is... I'm already out of Central City."

"Don't you know how to read the boundary markers?" the Marshal said coldly.

"He wanted to remind me that Master Mei could be killed if he left the central city." Fan Ge explained every word very clearly.

"What do you mean?" The marshal frowned suddenly.

"We did a route data analysis. Young Master Mei is an international lobbyist, but in the past two months, he hasn't stepped out of the central city, and he hasn't even approached the edge." Fan Ge calmly explained to the marshal.

"Only data analysis?" Marshal wondered.

"We guessed that there is bioelectricity, but we didn't measure the specific value. I think you should have thought of it, so we created a 'container' to completely seal his perception."

"But he could still control things to fly around, so he had to be transferred to a space he had never been to before it stopped." The marshal said.

Counter-revolution shrugged, "When you handed it over to me, he was already very quiet, so everything went well, you should be happy."

"But I didn't get what I wanted." The marshal said bluntly.

"You think I have the talent to help you get what you want, so keep listening to me, right?"

"Don't you want it? That's power. No one doesn't want power."

"Young Master Mei got it, but he didn't keep it. I got it, but I couldn't keep it, and instead died in vain."

"That's because he doesn't know how to use it." The marshal said contemptuously.

"I'm no better than him."

"You help me get this power, and I will give you a lot of things you want."

Counter-reform shook his head, "But I really can't do anything."

The marshal was silent again. When he was silent, the coercion would reach its peak. His dark eyes were fixed on the counter-revolutionary face without blinking.

Fan Ge didn't speak, but silently refilled the tea, when the teapot was empty.

The two sat opposite each other, an empty teapot was placed in the center of the table, and the innocent eyes of both sides were touching it.

The teapot is empty, which means the time for tea is over.

No one knows what will happen in the next second, the atmosphere at this moment is a string stretched to the limit.

The marshal's dark eyes slowly closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes were still dark, but his murderous intent melted a lot, "Rebellion, I don't hold you accountable, and I don't need you to be my secretary-general, but you still have to help I do things, you know, and there's never a benefit to doing things for me."

"Then what's my reward this time?"

"I'll send you a route to the oasis in the south and Rendong in the north, unimpeded."

"Then thank you very much." Fan Ge said with a smile.

"It's not for nothing, you have to do something for me." The marshal repeated again.

"As long as it is beneficial, of course I will do my best." Fan Ge said.

The marshal stood up from his seat, touched the top of his head, and said, "Give me that top hat for a try."

Counter-revolution also stood up, he pressed somewhere on the wall, a built-in space opened, and there was a box inside, he handed the box to the marshal, and said with a smile, "Actually, this is a gift for you, no I thought you refused at the beginning."

The marshal was also polite, took out his top hat and held it in his hand to look at it. It was a gentleman's top hat with a low hat and a narrow brim made of a very light and warm material, which was just right for his age.

"I accept it, thank you." The marshal put the hat back into the box.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and two men in white uniforms walked in. One of them held the top hat box with both hands, and the other put on the coat for the marshal.

Counter-revolution sent the marshal and his party outside Snow Palm, and watched the marshal's car go away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could breathe out the stuffy breath in his chest and abdomen, he suddenly felt a gust of swift wind blowing towards him, and the moment he was about to turn around, someone bumped hard behind him, hitting At the unhealed wound on his abdomen, a soft metal belt strangled his mouth!

He endured the severe pain and slammed his elbow backwards, but he felt as if he had hit an iron plate.

He held the arm of the man strangled by the metal belt with his backhand. It was a slender human arm with soft and delicate skin similar to human beings, but it was hard and cold under the skin...

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Chen Yue climbed out from the gap in the protective window, then reached out to catch the bong, and the bong hugged his waist.The wind was flying in the air, and he couldn't communicate at all, so he had to pull the arm of the pipe around his neck with his own hands, posing him as a baby in his arms. Under the dissatisfied eyes of the pipe, he let go of his hand and buckled it securely on the outside. Swipe down the railing smoothly.

Their actions attracted the attention of many passers-by, and they all looked over, but Chen Li only saw the crack on the street.

The crack was slowly moving to the distance, he seemed to see people trying to touch "his" wings, and was frightened by "his" appearance again and again.

He was so anxious that he wished he could grow a pair of wings too.

The safety lock stopped at the end of this floating conveyor belt with a "clang", and the next conveyor belt was an arm's length away.

He went over first, and then reached out to pick up the bong. The bong was afraid of heights. It was conceivable how nervous he was without a safety rope, but at this moment, there was a sudden "pop".

It was a child in the conveyor belt who slapped the glass in front of the bong.

The nerves were so tense that they were blown apart by the sudden stimulation. He couldn't hold the pipe firmly with one hand, and his whole body immediately fell back. Only one hand was still hanging there. thrown back...

The child still doesn't know what danger is. He opened his mouth and laughed loudly against the transparent glass, and craned his neck to look at it, but was pulled back by his mother.

Chen Li's heart beat so hard that he wanted to knock his stomach out, and a fishy sweetness rose from his throat.He flicked his arms quickly, leaned over, grabbed the bong, and hugged him back, the body in his arms was icy cold.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chen Li leaned close to Smoker's ear, calming him down in a low voice. Only with this distance could they hear each other's voices.

"It's okay, let's go..." Yan Qiang forced a smile, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodshot.

The two fell to the ground with difficulty from the periphery of the floating conveyor belt. The distance from the "person" was measurable to the naked eye, and people's exclamations became louder and louder in their ears. Many people rushed to that side, wanting to see what happened, the road was chaotic and blocked.

Chen Li squeezed the bong out of the crowd and ran towards that side, pulling the bong, and was finally approaching. He no longer cared about pulling the bong, and the two of them were separated in the flow of people at some point.

Chen Yue took off his coat while running, and at the moment when he pushed away the last person in front of him and flew towards the strange man——

"He" suddenly turned his face, and two egg-sized, extremely sticky teardrops rolled out of his huge eyes... The teardrops flowed over "his" weird face, like two worms crawling across his face.

Chen Yue's mind was buzzing, he didn't care about other things, he flew and knelt beside "him", and when he landed, his knees hit the cold hard ground heavily.

However, at the moment when the strange man was crying, "his" Ultramarine's skin shattered piece by piece, revealing a transparent mucus-like substance inside, just like "his" tears, and the skin could not cover these translucent The turbid "flesh and blood" quickly scattered around.

Everything happened so suddenly, and in the second before Chen Yue had time to react, "he" shattered completely, turning into a pool of jelly-like wreckage.

Under the light of the fireworks all over the sky, it is incomparably crystal-clear and shining, and it is also incomparably frightening.

The crowd became silent in an instant, like a sudden moment of silence.

It was unknown who was the first to scream, or who was the first to run away. Everyone present seemed to be going crazy and started pushing each other aimlessly.

Chen Li was still kneeling there, his fingertips had already sunk into this pile of "flesh and flesh", but he didn't feel any warmth or touch.

There were a few shoe prints on his body, and he didn't seem to notice it, he just kept his head down and stared at the fragments of strange people all over the floor.

These "people" on the seventh floor of the Taoli Heaven who have never seen the sky finally saw the fireworks all over the sky... He should be very happy, so he kept his face up, wanting to engrave the fireworks in his eyes.

But soon, all joy turned to sorrow, all hope to death.

Chen Yue felt his mind was blank, until the pipe squeezed to his side from the crowd and held his shoulder, he regained some sense of temperature, he bent his stiff arms, and covered the "person" with his coat On the shattered corpse beyond recognition.

The smoking guns bent down, closed their eyes and pointed their fingers to their foreheads, and used their unique etiquette to silently bid farewell to this innocent and poor person.

Suddenly, Chen Li saw red liquid dripping down to his feet, and he was in a daze for a long time before he recognized that it was blood, human blood.He turned his head to search, and found a person not far away had fallen to the ground, with a large puddle of similar red liquid flowing from his body.

"Old Yan... call the sixth game for emergency." He said, stood up with some difficulty, pushed aside the crowd with all his strength, and rushed to the fallen man.

The street was so crowded that there was almost no place to stay, and there seemed to be chaos in the distance, but they had no time to take care of it. They snatched some injured pedestrians and dragged them to a nearby shop.

Two hours later, the emergency team and robot order team managed by the citizens finally arrived. They were exhausted and messed up.

Chen Li supported the wall, his legs were hit too hard just now, and now he is a little bit unsteady, his knees are shaking uncontrollably and violently, even so, people keep bumping into him, making him stagger .

Yan Qiang suddenly stooped and picked him up, holding him through the chaotic flow of people.

The fireworks all over the sky are no longer beautiful, no one will pay attention to the fireworks, everything is messed up, and this is no longer the Reunion Festival.

The smoking gun didn't let him down until he could get a foothold, rolled up his trousers, his knees were black and purple, and one side was already bloody, and the blood flowed into the boot tube.

"You can't hurt your knees, don't you know?" Smoker felt a little annoyed with heartache.

"En." Chen Li nodded.

"Is it worth it for you to fight for that second?" Smoker asked in a low voice, covering the hideous skin and bones with his palm, rubbing it lightly.

"I haven't won it yet, and I haven't given him a decent way to die." Chen Li said in a low voice.

"Let's go back." Yan Qiang carefully helped him down his trousers, and picked him up again. Chen Li did not refuse. He didn't want to be carried away in public, but Yan Qiang could.

In his mind, those tearful eyes still lingered, he had never seen such huge and desperate teardrops, and it only lasted less than a second from crying to death.

Perhaps "he" knew that he was going to die soon, so he cried so sadly under the fireworks...

Chen Yue felt powerless like never before, and couldn't help but put his face closer to Smoker's shoulder, and buried his eyes in the darkness.

He felt that the pipe was holding him tighter, but the sense of security was absent today.