Steel Steam and Flame

　　 Seventh Avenue to the south of Manoma, a corner next to the factory. It used to be a prosperous place, but with the passage of time, the prosperous focus seems to have been changing. In other words, the factory itself is a bleak scene, the hustle and bustle of the past, the constant casting sound, has long disappeared under this sky. The hard slab-concrete road, even if there are no more vehicles on it, it has cracked in time. It has already lost its proper function. Only the green weeds growing in the cracks are becoming more and more intertwined. .

　　 On both sides of the road, lonely and abandoned factories are endless. The doors are closed and rusty chains are hung on them. The glass on the window was gone, the walls were covered with ivy, the paint on the iron shed was all gone, and now it looked like a pit. The safety stairs on the side also have handrails, which have also been covered with red rust. The iron stairs are vacant, except that they have not been completely surrounded by ivy.

　　 The only time here is a little angry, only when the morning and night are thick every day. Those who work in other areas of Manoma may only see the shadows of a few people on the road. Come on, these tired bodies, step by step, slowly return to their room and cover their heads and they will fall asleep. People going down.

　　 The weather is not very good at the moment, thin clouds cover the sky, and the moon is also looming, making a night that should be clear and dark. The lights on the roadside are also intermittent. Many broken high-pressure mercury lamps have not waited for the repair staff to replace them. They have been hung under the decaying and black lampshade for many years. The spiders on the side of it are not aware that they have changed several batches. , But only they have been silently guarding there.

Leaning elbows on a barely clean stone fence, looking at the bleak scene, the dim road, the intermittent flashing lights, the clumps of weeds that are confused between light and dark under the lights, and the heads of the weeds from time to time. Old bottles with rusty parts. The air is full of decayed smell, I don't know where it came from, and Kara's keen sense of smell can't find its source.

　　 There is no one around, and it is not time to go home from get off work. And the people who live here do not come back every day. This is just their relatively quiet and comfortable residence. In many cases, they deal with their sleep problems in the big shed provided by the factory. You can squander your body while you are young. When you have made enough money, you can take the freight train back to your own small town to live in peace of mind.

　　 The end of the road disappeared into the faint darkness in the distance. Until now, except for the steam locomotive that Punos drove over a few days ago, I have not heard the roar of the steam engine for a long time.

　　 The scene in Kara's eyes has been a still life for a long time, and nothing can break the peace. So there is no shadow she wants to see, it will suddenly enter her eyes in the next moment. The surrounding things have become obedient, what they should look like, just what they should look like.

　　 The time for counting silently in his heart came. Carla glanced at the end of the road again, and then listened to the situation in the corridor. There was nothing, the situation was exactly the same as the previous day. It has been more than ten days since returning to Manoma, and the goods in Nuorida's hands were quickly replaced by deposits in the golden bank in the dark world. The market value of a bright tube is 8 million holy coins, but in the dark world, as an extremely sought-after commodity, the price has increased a lot, reaching about 9 million.

　　 There are sixty pieces of them, except for the one taken from the inspection goods, fifty-nine pieces have brought Kara's wealth of over 500 million. Divide this wealth into two equal parts and store them in two golden bank cards.

　　 I thought Cassia would run over within a few days after returning to Manoma. But now more than ten days have passed, and their heart transfer surgery has been completed. After visiting Manoma for a few days, David and the others also went to other prosperous areas in advance to wait for Kara on the advice of Kara. . Manoma is very dangerous here, and there is no need for them to stay here. If they want to see Cassia, the last person to say hello has always been Carla herself.

　　 But this trivial thing seems difficult, whether it is for Cassia now, or Cara who is sitting at the table looking at the sniper rifle in a daze. There is no origin of worry and heart palpitations that are gradually increasing somewhere in the body. With her fierce wolf-like keen sense of smell, Cara feels the danger of hiding in the surroundings in advance. They are looking for their place, the encirclement of the Meredith family. Was closing towards her a little bit. Just like a fishing net, it may suddenly be put away at a certain time. If you want to escape at that time, it is impossible.

　　 I never thought that the Meredith family would let him go. As the person who forcibly left the family ~www.readwn.com~ and Kara's identity in the family before entering the military school. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for the family to ignore their separation. Those high-level people often care about whether their faces are glamorous. This behavior of Cara is no different from the act of redrawing a stroke with a black pen on a piece of white printing paper. Kara was one of the strongest people in the period she was in, stepping on many people. If it weren't for these things, the reaction within the family might be a little less.

"People leave things happening from time to time. The family must want to catch me at this time, and give a warning to everyone who wants to escape." Cara lay on the table, resting her head with her hands, and looking at the sniper sideways. gun. From the first contact with a firearm, she has fallen in love with this weapon irresistibly. Because of the power, because the sound of the bullet is completely different from that of other firearms when it pops out of the chamber, of course, in the end, you can't forget the long-range shooting that can give her more reaction time. Most of the partners in the same period left her side after another as she continued to grow. Either he was employed in a certain department of the family, or he was sent to another area in the empire, or he became a cold corpse. Whether it was killed by others or she killed it herself. Except for a sniper rifle, nothing has been with her for so long. In the course of life, many things are hard-won.

　　 rubbed her hair, Cara felt a little hungry.

　　 sighed and stood up, looked at the metal door that had not been moving, and after thinking for a while, Carla turned and walked to the small kitchen, muttering to herself.

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