"What's your purpose?" The girl decided not to hesitate anymore. She was wasting time pointlessly and the only thing she was losing was her brother's life. Lucy shrugged and said: "It's just a common enemy!" Then she paced and said: "We don't know your origins very well, but judging from the desperate posture just now, we can guess a little bit. We can guess it if necessary. I¡¯m not planning to make a fearless enemy. On the contrary, if the help can be beneficial, why not do it? Especially when the target is a master like you.¡± Lucy said it very directly, and there will be something hidden! All thoughts are on the surface. It's not that Lucy is used to talking like this, it's just that she feels there's no need to worry about these two little guys. However, when the girl heard these words, all she could think of was the word "sincerity". The two of them have seen the ups and downs of time since they were young, and they have a clear understanding of the darkness of people's hearts and society. I have seen the hypocrisy of being malicious but trying to hide it, the shamelessness of profit-oriented people but talking about morality, and the madness of being armed with legal weapons but acting unscrupulously. But I have never seen such straightforward honesty. Such an answer made her feel good, and the kindness she felt without asking for anything seemed to bring a tremor to her numb heart. But even if he was so excited, his brother was involved, so he didn't dare to take any risks. After hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head and refused. Wang Zheng is not surprised. The protagonist he set does not trust anyone, which is one of the characters that is deep in his bones. It's impossible to deceive someone just by saying a few words. Having experienced the darkness of others as a teenager for hundreds of years let her know. Blind trust can only hasten your own death. Wang Zheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and someone immediately brought a small first aid kit from behind. Place gently on the ground. He nodded to the twins, turned around and left without saying a word. Lucy turned around with a smile and said to the girl: "Although there are not many medicines in the first aid kit, they are all high-end goods. You'd better take the time to bandage him. If the arm is tied like this, half of it will be damaged." My nerves were completely broken when I was young!" I didn't say anything like "It's safe here!" or "See you later!" I just turned around and left. A dozen liquid metal robots on both sides followed him in stride. "Wait!" The girl stared at the small first aid kit for a while, then suddenly stopped, and then two long strings of numbers came out of her mouth. "Huh?" The light in Lucy's eyes flashed, and a questioning expression appeared on her face. "Account password, top-secret account of the underground bank, cash flow of the perverted tycoon Merlin." The girl lowered her eyebrows, looked at the first aid box and stopped talking after getting acquainted. This is the so-called repayment of gratitude? Or are you ready to exchange it for equal value? Performance in the face of girls. Wang Zheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the girl he designed had such a character hidden deep in his heart. Sure enough, after it was transformed into a fantasy world, minor adjustments were made everywhere. Things like money are completely meaningless to him, but he is still quite satisfied that the girl can make this move. Wang Zheng nodded disinterestedly. With a smile on his face, he led his men and strode away. ?????????Time is relative, but it is also absolute. No matter how long this night feels to people, it will eventually pass minute by minute. The gunshots and screams didn¡¯t stop all night long. Until dawn, there are still sporadic appearances, ready to catch the tail of the night. Complete the madness of the last knock. "When, when. When" With the huge clock on the church bell tower, seven consecutive roars were heard, announcing the end of darkness and the beginning of light. The bells gradually faded away, and the world seemed to come alive in an instant, and the bustling noise gradually sounded. Fire police, traffic police, bailiffs, special police, doctors and even cleaning staff who clean the streets and other people receiving government salaries suddenly poured out, like the purest angels, helping the injured everywhere. Each of them had just the right amount of concern and friendliness on their faces, cursing the unknown perpetrators while giving the wounded the best possible aid. Today¡¯s cleaners are the busiest. Not only do they have to use various tools to deal with the corpses that died in all kinds of strange shapes, they are also responsible for burning the rotten meat and disposing of it. Today, they all drove the largest garbage truck uncharacteristically, quickly throwing the bodies on the ground into the bucket at the back, and quickly spraying a series of chemicals on the ground. The blood stains on the ground spread and melted quickly like snowflakes entering water, and finally exuded a faint disinfectant smell.Water smells flowing into underground drainage channels. When the ground returns to its original smoothness and shine, they will rush to the next place non-stop. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau Population Survey Section and the Internal Revenue Service. With the help of the most experienced police inspectors, they will determine whether the empty house needs a new owner. Then it will be nationalized and added to the sequence list waiting for auction. Spock and Uhura were also awakened by the action outside. They fought for half a month. They were injured, exhausted, lost their companions, and spent the rest of the night in fear. They didn't close up until daylight came. Eye. Suddenly woken up, the bloodshot eyes had reached a terrifying level. Slightly ironic, the two people's hiding place is much more luxurious than the small villa where Kirk tested his life. A three-story castle-like building with a separate courtyard and a gorgeous swimming pool in the front and backyard. Compared to that, there is simply a world of difference. After leaving the hunter's trap last night, the two of them did not dare to go anywhere easily. After hiding in the grass for two hours and listening to the screams for two hours, the two of them discovered a dog hole behind them. . And it was because of this dog hole that the two discovered this luxurious villa that was heavily guarded outside and equipped with various high-tech power grids, alarms and other defense lines, but there was no one inside. Outside the door, the old detective led the cleaners around, then turned and headed directly to the next point. The two men in suits who accompanied him rang the doorbell directly. The owner of this villa may be engaged in electronics-related work, and the defense system is highly automated, which brings a sense of familiarity to Spock and Uhura - after all, they are the best at these things. After a moment of hesitation, Spock began to open the door to the man in a suit outside. It was already daybreak, and all the police were out in force. Hiding was not the solution. He wanted to see what they were going to say. Even if you don't get their help, at least you can get more information. "Hello, sir! We are staff from the city hall and the Internal Revenue Service. Now we have a few more questions to ask you. Can you please take a few minutes?" Two men in suits handle this kind of work all year round. Is the other party a house? The owner can be guessed almost immediately with just a glance. Even at this time, Spock and Uhura had already disposed of their tattered clothes and put on gorgeous nightgowns. Although the two people in front of them were not uneasy, they showed their unaccustomedness to the environment intentionally or unintentionally. The bandages faintly exposed in their clothes and the bloodshot eyes of the two people still revealed some key information. Spock looked at each other and nodded slightly. The man in the suit smiled and said: "Thank you, then the first question. Are there any human corpses in your villa? If so, please leave it to us to clean up. Of course, according to the law, you do not have to pay any legal responsibility. " Spock shook his head and sighed in his heart: "What is going on in this world! " "Are you sure? You know, if a body is found after seven o'clock tonight, you will face severe punishment by the law! "The man in the suit is not real! Such a responsible person, after a few brief remarks, he directly asked the next question: "What are your and this lady's names?" Spock was a little stunned, and the span of this question was too big. However, he still told the man in the suit one by one, and then couldn't help but ask: "What will happen to the corpses on the street?" "Sir, I have no idea what you are talking about!" The man in the suit shook his head seriously. , without waiting for Spock to ask again, he waved to another man in a suit, and another simple certification document was immediately issued. Spock was somewhat puzzled, but after taking a look at the document, he understood everything. This is proof of their identity and property ownership. In other words, they have become legal residents of this plane at this moment. Spock and his girlfriend looked at each other, both of them feeling a little chilly in their hearts. These two staff members were obviously not here to clean up the mess, but instead to add fuel to the flames. ¡° Such blatant legalization of property obtained by thugs is simply a reward in disguise. Not acknowledging that there are bodies out there means not acknowledging anything that happened last night. They didn't care how many people died in the twelve hours of madness and killing. They just gave prizes to the winners, adding fuel to the madness of seeking wealth and wealth at risk. To ensure that they can burn even more vigorously this time next year. Originally, Spock was still thinking about the problem of population decline. However, the small document just now dispelled his doubts. No, it should be said that it gave an obvious answer. Legalize black immigrants! ThisThe United States in the world is too beautiful and moving. Its false peace and strictness on the surface are about ten times that of the immigration system, which makes the number of black households among the people a hundred times that of other planes. Therefore, no matter how many people were killed on the night of March 21, they will be perfectly made up after dawn. While giving the perfect number on the document, it is also the soil that breeds the next madness.