Chapter 49 Let Him Die

"Whoosh——"

Insert half of your arm into the rotating space-time door.

Chen Yu felt the terrifying suction coming from the front, and felt that all the blood in his body was being sucked to the front.

Shaking his face, which was starting to get numb, he turned back, looked at Jill, BB and Bahuang Yao, and said, "Have you rested enough? Let's go."

"So, what are you doing in this [Amazon Land]?" Patting the sand on his butt, Jill walked to Chen Yu: "Just for a trip? To scrap this [Amazon Land] by the way? "

Chen Yu casually said, "I'll tell you after the finale."

"...Chen Yu, although I am just a security officer, we must also remember that we are in the same class. We do not share all secrets, but try not to hide what needs to be said. This is good for both of us."

After saying that, Gil took a deep look at Chen Yu, and then imitated Chen Yu's posture and put half of his arm deep into the vortex.

"Uh-huh!"

The next moment, he was dragged away by the infinite suction force because of his "weak physique".

Disappear into the twisted and rotating space-time gate.

Chen Yu, who smacked his lips and felt his left and right ears tingle, continued to wave to the two women: "Let's go. We have to go back to the northern part of the mainland in the real world to find an opportunity to take down the headquarters of the Fair Association. We don't have much time left."

"Brother Yu." Bahuang Yao looked around with complicated eyes: "According to what you said, after the collapse of the space-time gate, will this world really be destroyed?"

"Who knows. Maybe it will, maybe it won't. But from our real-world perspective, it's devastation."

"I know, it must have been destroyed." BB jumped on Chen Yu's shoulders and danced: "Because I was brought out of [Qingcheng Alien] by Mr. Chen Yu. At that time, after the time and space gate of [Qingcheng Alien] was damaged, , all the quantum information induction I had in the original world is gone."

"So that's it." Chen Yu suddenly said, "Then the members of the Fair Association who stayed in [Changling Strange Land] at that time are also completely dead."

"Yes." BB nodded: "Under normal circumstances, the entanglement effect between quantum particles will not be disconnected even if they are separated from the opposite ends of the universe."

"Then there's nothing to miss." Chen Yu raised his voice and said, "Xiao Yao,

gone. "

Bahuang Yao: "We...have we forgotten something?"

"Forgot something? Hahaha... not at all."

…

"you!"

"Forgot me!"

On the endless Pacific Ocean, with no border as far as the eye can see. Wang Bingbing, with disheveled hair, was flying in mid-air, chasing after him hard.

a few hours ago.

When Chen Yu found the "man", he stood aside to watch the fun and remained polite without interrupting.

Prepare to wait for a few people to finish chatting, and then quietly blend into the conversation.

But unexpectedly, with just a blink of an eye, his brother Chen Yu picked up a group of people on his back and flew away with a "whoosh" sound...

It flew away without a trace in an instant.

He was the only one left behind.

Wang Bingbing: "..."

Wang Bingbing: "...you definitely did it on purpose!"

At this thought, Wang Bingbing's anger arose in his heart, flying faster and faster, faster and faster.

I had to exert all my energy to suck the milk.

The whistling wind in his ears even slowly turned into a sharp hiss like a poisonous snake.

The airflow facing him became thicker and thicker.

However, the gap in absolute strength and the lack of upper limit of physical fitness have always made it difficult for him to break through the speed of sound.

In the end, the speed was just stuck at a point where it couldn't go up or down.

time flies.

The sun and moon rotate.

A journey of twenty thousand kilometers.

A day and two nights of galloping.

When he finally arrived at the South American continent, he stopped and stood in the vast desert of the Amazon plain. In front of him, there was only a pile of collapsed, pure black crystals.

These crystals seem to have some kind of space power, which prevents them from being buried by the wind and sand. In a dim world, it looks particularly eye-catching.

Stop and bend down slowly.

Wang Bingbing picked up a puddle of crystals and looked at the light reflected by them. His thoughts were silent and he remained silent for a long time.

"You actually... abandoned me like this..."

"Abandoning me like this again..."

"Why……"

With a "plop", Wang Bingbing knelt down in the sand, his body twitching, and tears fell from his eyes in large drops.

He thought about his childhood again.

Helpless, hopeless, painful, unable to see anything.

As far as the eye can see, is there any difference from the yellow sand in the sky today?

"Gulu...Gulu Gulu..."

In a daze of consciousness, Wang Bingbing's body slowly began to liquefy, seeping into the gravel and crystals layer by layer.

"Please..."

"Don't abandon me..."

"Snapped."

But at this moment, a strong big hand suddenly hit him hard on the shoulder.

"Pianpian, who abandoned you?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Bingbing's body shook violently, he turned around and looked behind him.

He used so much force that he even broke his "neck" with a "click" sound.

"You...you...you didn't leave?!"

Wang Bingbing's voice trembled and he stood up involuntarily.

I saw a smile on the person behind him, and he casually took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it. Then he put down the little girl on his shoulder, and while stroking the delicate hilt of the sword on the girl's head, he scratched the base of his ears: "Na..."

"Of course I'm leaving. I just haven't left completely yet..."

…

Real world, Amazon plain.

Picking up a handful of crystals that were broken into pieces the size of a backgammon, Chen Yu took three steps back and said to Bahuang Yao Jiren: "I declare that [Amazon No. 3], a foreign land, is officially destroyed."

"Oh!" BB slapped his forehead: "I remember! That kid named Wang Bingbing is still locked up inside."

"He is not locked up in there." Chen Yu threw the flying crystal and turned to leave: "He belongs there originally."

BB: "Is there any chance we'll see him?"

Chen Yu: “There are so many [foreign lands] in the world, and there will always be opportunities to see them.”

BB: "I think he is quite pitiful..."

…

same time.

A magical city thousands of miles away from South America.

In front of the majestic city gate, hundreds of thousands of people lined up in dozens of straight lines, chest to chest and feet to toes, registering to enter the city one by one.

Registration methods include "swiping ID card", "swiping household registration book", "swiping shield", "swiping money", and even "swiping face".

As long as you are a human, you can get in no matter how suspicious your identity is.

Compared with the previous "harsh" review standards for entering the city, today's Magic City is really like "my door is always open."

After half a month, this is the first time that the Magic City has "accepted" 100,000 refugees again.

They come from all over the world.

Domestic people make up the majority, followed by Japanese people and then Americans.

The world's transportation forces are operating at full capacity at this time. The government even built a large airport outside the city gate.

Only the Europeans were left, not present at the scene.

To put it more seriously, there has been no news from Europe for a long time...

There is never an airtight wall in the world.

Whether it is from online networks or word-of-mouth communication from offline social groups, people are vaguely aware of the outcome of the European continent.

It is also speculated that there is a super-large beast tide that far exceeds the ordinary beast tide, "secretly" wandering on this endangered planet. Who knows when it will pounce and inflict a fatal injury to human civilization.

therefore.

Under the government's increasingly clear propaganda and intimidation, there is only one way left for people to survive.

That is the magic city!

Only Modu has two brilliant victory records.

Only by completely concentrating the power of all mankind can we fight against the final beast tide...

"The ultimate beast wave."

"Is this a good description?"

At the top of the city wall of the Magic City, the director of the Education Department led many professors from the martial arts group and the martial arts group, scanned the dense crowd below, and asked: "There has never been an 'end' in the Beast Tide."

"But once we lose this time, it will become 'final'." The old woman next to her had a hoarse voice.

"Then name it like this."

Waving his hand, the old director raised his head and looked into the distance: "Whether we win or lose, it still leaves a nice historical record."

Everyone present is the top being in the martial arts world.

But no one mentioned what would happen if they "win".

The chances are too slim.

No one dares to fantasize too much.

That is a number that exceeds the "100 million" level! More than five level 9 exotic beasts!

A beast tide of this scale will not give this weak civilization any chance to survive...

Slowly close your eyes.

The old director recalled two familiar figures in his mind.

Mikami Yu.

And the mysterious warrior who saved the Magic City many times...

When Bahuang Yi had not yet grown up, there were only two level 9 experts left in the entire human civilization. Even if you include the "third person" mentioned by Mikami Yuu, he can hardly be an opponent of five level 9 beasts.

Coupled with the fact that the Truth Foundation is ready to move...

The fair meeting where the conspiracy gradually surfaced...

"...It's difficult."

With a long sigh, the old director felt a wave of fatigue welling up in his heart.

After a long silence, he took out a small metal handle from his arms and played with it quietly.

This is one of the few relics left by his son Gou Sheng.

Thinking of Gou Sheng, for some reason, the old director felt a hint of indescribable comfort and freedom in his heart.

If human civilization is destroyed.

Then the tragedy of his white-haired man giving a black-haired man a gift is no longer worth mentioning.

Everyone is going to die together anyway.

Earlier or later, what difference does it make?

"..."

Pursing his lips, he stroked the smooth metal coating on the surface of the handle and thought of Chen Yu again.

His son had sacrificed his life to protect this man.

Although the warrior has few lives, he should not be so pretentious. But as he is approaching his last years, he still cannot avoid passing on the affection towards his son to Chen Yu intentionally or unintentionally...

a long time.

The old director put away the handle, turned to look at the assistant beside him, and asked: "Chen Yu, how is the mission execution? Now the beast tide is slowly encircling and suppressing it. Try not to run too far. It's really not possible. Just give up the mission. Don’t wander around and die outside.”

"Jill received news via satellite a few days ago." The assistant bowed slightly: "Chen Yu took the second class to South America."

Old director: "..."

Old director: "Let him die."

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