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- The cold frost spread rapidly on the large floor-to-ceiling windows, almost making a slight freezing sound. Layers of frost quickly blurred the light, making the room extremely hazy.
Qian Lizhen looked at the approaching winter and slowly shook her head. Then the invisible chill subsided in front of her, and the white snake lowered its head unwillingly. "
Zhou Li stretched out his fingers, comforted the restless White Snake, and said lightly: "It's not 'we', but 'I' He said before that you are an excellent dictator, I don't understand, but now it seems, But I think what he said is accurate."
"Mr. Zhou praises me too much. I'm just an old woman." Qian Lizhen smiled, shook her head and sighed: "I'm so old that I can't figure out the rules of the game, but at least I've learned not to bet."
¡°Sometimes the rules are simple.¡±
Zhou Li raised his slender eyes, but there was no warmth in them: "Before coming here, he told me: If you are not a friend, you can only be an enemy."
The murderous intention like a blade condensed into substance, slithering like a snake on the long table, and silently melted before the limit.
"That's really a pity. In fact, Mr. Zhou should have expected it a long time ago, right?"
Qian Lizhen whispered: "I have been thinking that maybe as early as more than ten years ago, when he and I first met in Geneva, he had thought about killing me, right?"
"That's because you have the talent to become his enemy."
"Talent?" Qian Lizhen shook her head and murmured in a low voice: "After decades, he still likes to say this."
"In that case, let's say goodbye." Zhou Li stood up silently: "Although the agreement has not been reached, it is not a worthwhile trip to be able to see the spirit of the 'Emperor' back then."
The awe-inspiring chill gradually dissipated. Invisible boundaries melt away.
Qian Lizhen looked indifferent and peaceful, and just sighed: "The world has changed, so don't force an old woman to do things like killing."
"Then, I look forward to meeting you on the battlefield one day."
Zhou Li turned around and said goodbye, no regrets could be heard in her indifferent tone.
Qian Lizhen smiled and did not get up to see the guests off. She watched Zhou Li leave and watched the door close in silence.
It wasn¡¯t until she was the only one left in the room that she let out the regretful sigh in her chest.
¡®Maybe. If it had been two years earlier, I would have agreed to this crazy plan, right? What a pity, such a good opportunity, what a pity'
She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes tiredly, as if falling into a deep sleep.
In the silence, there was only the sound of raindrops splashing on the windows. Just in silence. The balance that had been barely maintained finally collapsed, and pale traces of frost spread across the entire room.
On the left side of the boundary, tables, chairs, tea sets, calligraphy and paintings, swords everything collapsed silently, like dust.
Only eyes and frosty white were left on the ground. The chill that had been suppressed for a long time resurfaced, and silence filled the air.
Qian Lizhen looked at the direction Zhou Li left and whispered in a complex voice: "What a powerful little girl. Just like her father back then"
Outside the window, the heavy rain roared down.
In Lei Ming¡¯s question, the world fell into silence¡ª¡ª
There is no moonlight in the gloomy sky, and the sharp and fine rain curtain cuts through the world, bringing about the wild dance of thunder and lightning.
Across the window. A soft light fell. Someone leaned on a chair and opened an old collection of poems. Chant in a low voice:
"If I had the brocade of heaven, woven with golden light, the blue, gray, and black brocade changes the night, morning, dusk, and day. I would like to spread this brocade under your feet"
Another frivolous voice appeared from behind him, as soft as torn cloth: "And I am alone, leaving only my dreams. I will spread the wings of dreams under your feet, please tread lightly"
After reciting to this point, the visitor showed a surprised smile: "I didn't expect you, Mr. Qu, to like Yeats's poems."
The man in front of the window lowered his head and gently touched the cover of the poetry collection, his fingertips brushing over the burning marks and the cracks of the sword.
"On the contrary."
Qu Qingyang shook his head, his eyes cold: "I hate this kind of sad scum without courage."
"Do you hate it enough to carry it with you?" Walter sat in front of him, picked the apples in the fruit bowl, poured himself coffee, and added three times the milk.
Qu Qingyang stopped reading the poetry collection, shook his head and said: "It's just a souvenir left by a friend."
"Haha, people who miss old relationships are always cute." Walter laughed again: "But I hope your actions will not lead to unexpected changes because of some meaningless old relationships."
Qu Qingyang finally smiled, it seemed that heSuch a happy smile, but his eyes were so cold and contemptuous.
He leaned over, looked closely at Walter¡¯s smiling face, and said in a joking voice: ¡°How about you teach me how to be the commander of the ¡®Two-Headed Eagle¡¯?¡±
In that sharp look, Walter's smile was pierced, and a ferocious and sinister aura appeared, lingering on the corners of his raised mouth.
His tone was still frivolous and gentle: "Don't say that, I'm just concerned."
Qu Qingyang looked at him coldly, and after a long time, he threw a sealed file on the table: "Tomorrow afternoon, Lu Huaxu will perform a secret operation. This is the only opportunity. I hope you can seize it."
"Tomorrow afternoon? The relevant departments are moving so fast and they are all ready?"
Walter flipped through the files and couldn't help but take a breath: "Hiss, hisshundreds of ability user guards? This battle seems impossible to win."
"That's your problem." Qu Qingyang didn't care: "I just want to see the results."
"Okay, okay." Walter stood up helplessly, scratching his blond hair, smiling as brightly as a Japanese and Korean idol: "Who made our government and you good friends Good friends should help each other, right? "
"You have no friends here, Mr. Walter, and we have never been on the same side."
Qu Qingyang¡¯s voice was cold: ¡°This is just cooperation, nothing more.¡±
"Ok, ok." Walter nodded helplessly: "Then let's have a happy cooperation."
Wave goodbye. He picked up the file and walked out awkwardly. It just penetrated the floor and walls silently and disappeared.
In the silence, only the silent Qu Qingyang was left. Thunder and lightning passed outside the window, illuminating the ferocious scars on his jaw and face.
He raised his hand and pressed on the scar that ran through it, as if the dull pain that had not dissipated for a long time appeared again.
Thunder roared, illuminating the mottled text in the poetry collection under his hand. It also made him laugh sadly and gloomily.
¡°¡because you step on the wings of my dreams.¡±
In the violent storm, he chanted softly, bringing a cold ending to it¡ª¡ª
Late at night, in a dark prison.
An invisible wind seemed to be blowing in the steel corridor. The alien guards condensed into shadows turned into a squirming viscous substance, flowing silently on the ceiling.
The sound of dripping water gradually increased, one drop, two drops. Three drops of putrid pus falling from the ceiling were evenly sprinkled into the holes on the ground, making a hissing sound, and foul-smelling green smoke rose up.
It¡¯s twelve o¡¯clock, and the monsters living in the shadow of the dark prison opened their scarlet eyes, but they kept their boundaries. They just looked at the prisoners in the cage with hundreds of compound eyes indifferently.
This is the fifth year that Dyson Wayne has been here. He sat in the metal suit made of steel, looking at the wriggling shadows with scattered eyes. Saliva seeped out from the gaps in the mask, ticking, ticking
The sound of footsteps gradually began, and the guard wearing a white mask walked into the cage. With a smile in his eyes, he took out an injection. It was a symbol of a new day in prison. It's also a suppressive potion mixed with anesthetics.
"Happy birthday, Wayne." Through the mask, the guard patted his face: "Do you still remember who I am?"
The scattered pupils are still dull, and behind the mask, the former ¡®vampire¡¯ is motionless. The guard stroked the iron piece above his head and murmured in a low voice: "Look how pitiful you are, Wayne. I haven't seen you for so many years, and you have been turned into a pet by those Chinese people"
He pulled off his mask and showed a familiar smile: "Do you still remember me? Wayne."
The scattered pupils trembled, as if they saw great fear, but they still had no words.
The 'guard' smiled. He stretched out his hand, passed through the dense wire mask, touched Wayne's face, and sang softly: "Look at that shark, it has fangs, and those fangs are worn on its face. And that shark Strange, he has a knife, but that knife is always hidden"
It was a very old song. It came from a German musical in 1931. No one remembered it anymore, but the hoarse and gentle voice sang it again, making the prisoners under the iron coat no longer numb. Start shaking.
The cold palms caressed his face, like stroking a pet, but they brought back the horrific memories of the past bit by bit.
"Wo, wo" A hoarse and weird voice came from Wayne's throat, intermittent and distorted, like choking.
"The guard" still smiled, slowly stroked his hair, and sang softly: "The dead person fell on the beach~Who disappeared on the street corner~"
The fear is back, the scary thing in the memory is back, and Wayne, whose personality has collapsed, screams: "Wo, Wo"
"As soon as I wake up, I??End~McGee, what¡¯s your life value?¡±
The song is about to end. This is the gentle and lingering ending. The 'guard' smiles and sings softly: "When you wake up, it's all over~McGee, what's your life value?"
¡°¡Walter!!!¡±
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"Yes, yes, that's right."
The 'guard' nodded and gently took off the mask for him. Looking at his pale and twisted face, Walter still smiled: "I'm so glad you still remember me, my friend. After I peel off a layer of your skin, you Have you had another skin-making operation?"
"Hehe, hehe." There was a strange sound in Wayne's throat and a scream that was strangled in his throat.
Walter¡¯s palm penetrated the iron armor and squeezed his throat: ¡°Don¡¯t be anxious, don¡¯t be anxious¡it¡¯ll be fine soon.¡±
Silently, the injection in Walter's hand pierced Wayne's eye pupil, the slender needle penetrated deeply into his nerves, and then, the red potion mixed with fire was pushed to the bottom.
In an instant, green veins as dense as a spider web appeared on the prisoner's body, and his face looked ferocious. Skin cracking. It was like a bomb exploded from deep within his body.
"Forty percent ability catalyst, thirty percent 'blood of saint'. And a stimulant ten thousand times more powerful than drugs!" Walter whispered softly in his ear: "It's like nitroglycerin His invention, I love him, what about you?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha¡¡"
A strange sound came from Wayne's body, as if his blood was boiling, causing his eyes to turn blood red.
"It seems you love it too."
Walter stood up and whispered softly: "The alien guards have fallen asleep, do you remember? What have those people done to you for so long? Poor child. The time has come to demand repayment"
Like the devil's whisper, his eyes widened. In the shrill sound of broken steel, the metal prison clothes slowly deformed, and traces of blood like living creatures seeped out. He was about to break free from the restraints and regain freedom in the madness. .
Walter nodded with satisfaction. Like a gentleman, he opened the three-foot-thick iron door for him politely.
It was like pushing the first piece of domino, followed by an unstoppable chain reaction, in the continuous crisp sound. A total of 711 iron doors in the entire dark cell were opened at the same time.
¡°It¡¯s time to play, kids.¡±
Walter looked at the countless open blood-red eyes behind the iron gate, and was so moved that he almost shed tears: "It's great to see you so energetic."
Behind his back. Wayne, who has fallen into madness, has 'seeped out' from the layers of restraints. The scarlet viscous liquid formed a violent beast, 'passed through' Walter's void body and stepped out of the cage.
When the first staggering and ferocious figure appeared in front of the night guard in the black cell, the alarm was sounded.
When the first guard's head fell from his shoulders. The sound of the alarm has not had time to spread.
And when the red light rang out throughout the underground, there was a riot. It has begun to spread unstoppably.
The chaos has begun¡ª¡ª
At the same time, there was a knock on Zhou Li's door.
When he opened the door, he saw the old man getting ready and dozens of ability users in black.
"Get ready to work, kid."
Taote held his cigar in his mouth, his eyes narrowed with a hint of severity: "I'll give you three minutes to prepare."
"What's the big deal?" Zhou Li saw behind him the ability users from relevant departments dressed in black, their expressions were stern and their eyes were wary.
"You still have two minutes and fifty-one seconds." Taote said calmly: "In half an hour, Lu Huaxu's operation will begin."
Two minutes later, the elevator on the first floor of the hotel opened. Zhou Li and Wei Zai followed Tao Te, and everyone filed out.
Zhou Li helped the old man carry the heavy surgical toolbox and asked in a low voice: "Why are you so urgent all of a sudden?"
"It was originally planned to be at this time, but the plan is kept secret and you don't know about it."
Taote responded calmly and threw out a badge: "This is your pass, just this one, and it matches your fingerprint. If you lose it, you won't be able to enter the operating room."
A black card with nothing written on it. Zhou Li was stunned for a moment after taking it: "Me? Why should I enter the operating room?"
The hotel door was pushed open, and in the silent night, there was cold wind and rain.
The guard in black helped Taote hold up the umbrella. The old man under the umbrella looked serious: "Because you are also a member of the surgical team, my assistantHands, I can't trust other people. "
Zhou Li was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
The moment he entered the car, the old man and Zhou Li passed each other, and a small dot flew into Zhou Li's ear in the night. A voice as thin as a mosquito's fly came, and it turned out to be Taote's voice:
"Don't look around, and don't be stupid. Put away the items in the second compartment of the tool box."
Zhou Li got into the car and reached into the hidden compartment of the tool box without leaving a trace, but he touched the cold shell of the pistol. Without changing his expression, he took it out from the shadow where others could not see it and put it into his pocket.
The driver in the driver's seat started the engine, and six black cars guarded Taote's vehicle and rushed into the light rain in Zhonghai late at night.
Zhou Li sat beside Tao Te, as if he didn't hear Tao Te's voice.
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