Chapter 624 The Final Stage (Part 1)

Wu Ri Tanasun was wrapped around his neck by a long tentacle, and he was lifted into the air.

Some noble ladies of the Knar family were so frightened that their teeth chattered, and they collapsed on the ground one after another.

At some point, that glamorous woman changed her appearance, her face was more like a snake than a human.

At this moment, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside, and puppies rushed into the hall, forcing out the members of the Kenar family who were hiding in the cabinet, behind the sofa, and in the shadow of the corridor, and dragged them to the hall with their clothes in their mouths. patio.

Izixia's long snake tail slid on the ground, and the tentacle wrapped around Wuzhitanasun's neck, leaving the hall like a dead dog and entering the courtyard.

The remaining puppies walked forward slowly, forcing Amanda and others out of the palace step by step.

The old soldier was sitting on the stone platform by the fountain in the center of the vestibule. He was staring at the starless night sky. He was in a daze. So fast, people are completely unprepared.

He sat there, puffing hard on his cigar, the sparks on the head of the cigar flickered on and off, especially eye-catching under the quiet night. His body seemed to melt into the night, cold and peaceful.

He gives people a kind of coldness that strangers should not enter, but it makes Uri Tanasun, Amanda and others feel a little bit of heat, which does not come from the temperature of the cigar head, but because he is a person, a hideous worm The only person in the group, perhaps... is also the one who can decide their life and death.

Amanda said, "What do you want? Say it."

Aros remained silent, still looking at the night sky, the cigar was already half-burned, and the ash was falling.

Izsha threw Uritanasun down the steps. Resuming his human body, he looked coldly at the person walking out of the hall.

They included the elderly and women of the Kenar family, as well as Sulbagio's confidants, several military officers, and even noble boys aged fifteen or sixteen.

The searchlight in the corner of the courtyard was turned on. A layer of silver frost covered the mottled ground and buildings, including the faces of Amanda and others.

They have different youths, different experiences, and different statuses. At this moment, they have the same expression --- fear.

Wu Ritanasun breathed a sigh of relief. Threatened: "Lord Sulbajo will never let you go... His Majesty the King will never let you go."

He was right,

What Tang Fang did was really slapping Praisewell in the face, but no one with a temper would tolerate such behavior. If nothing unexpected happens, His Majesty the King will definitely declare war on "Morning Star Casting".

Such words are a threat. It is also an inspiration.

The aristocratic gentlemen of the Knar family gradually straightened their waists, staring coldly at the man smoking a cigar on the stone platform by the fountain, thinking that he was very bad, as if he had never smoked a cigar in eight lifetimes.

Some people even regarded the veterans as Tang Fang, because until yesterday, they had never cared about "Morning Star Casting", and naturally they didn't know Captain Tang.

Amanda Clearwater straightened up, brushing the dust off her sleeves. Straighten the hair on the forehead, like a proud black swan, said in a commanding voice: "Whatever you want. I can give you, wealth? Women? Status? As long as you say a word, I have the ability to help you got it."

She was obviously begging for mercy, but she seemed to be rewarding it. He is obviously a prisoner, but he has the arrogance of a master.

Izsha walked in front of her, staring at her slightly aging face with eyes without any emotion. Said calmly: "I want your life."

Amanda was startled to see the phoenix tattoo under the collar of her military uniform. Because it looks like the national emblem of the Phoenix Empire.

It's not glory, it's the opposite. is a disgrace.

They are the hallmarks of a Morrison.

Amanda was puzzled, could it be that the terrifying snake girl in front of her was Morris Slave?

It turns out that she is such a bastard, a bastard, a product in a test tube, a beast that does not deserve to be called a "human", and is used as a tool for human beings to vent their desires.

Your Madam is proud, proud, because of her innate sense of superiority... until she was interrupted by Izsha's words "I want your life", then she realized the current situation and said loudly: "You want me to die? To pay for this, my boy will lead the fleet to raze 'Dilal' and kill you all to feed the dogs."

Izusha smiled very rarely.

Amanda glanced left and right at the group of dogs growling in low voices, thinking what she just said was silly.

The veteran threw away the cigar with only his buttocks left, and said in a deep voice, "If you mean Surbacho, he's already on the road ahead of you."

When he was talking, his old face was always looking up at the space at a 45-degree angle, as if he didn't even have the interest to look at her.

Amanda took a step back, her body trembling slightly, her expression full of disbelief.

How could her son Surbajo die? There is no way he will die! With the escort of a hybrid battleship, he was supposed to gallop across the universe, how could he die? She didn't believe it, not at all.

Wu Ri Tanashun said: "Why? Why do you want to do this?"

He couldn't figure out why Tang Fang would intervene in the political affairs of "Aradelle". Killing Surbagio would not do him any good. What a smart person should do, in his opinion, only by uniting with the strong can the strong gain more substantial benefits, and forming an alliance with the weak can only divide their own cheese.

He knows that there is a saying in Chinese civilization called "the right family is right", which is generally used to describe matters related to marriage, but it is also applicable to power relations.

People should get used to looking up, not bowing their heads. This is what his father told him earnestly and earnestly when he was a child. Therefore, when he grew up, he always wanted to climb up, climb up, and never look down. With a lot of cleverness and flattery, he got to where he is today. Become a strong man with power.

In this way, he can't understand why Captain Tang would do this anyway. The Kenar family has no conflict of interest with Morning Star Casting, and doing so is destined to be a lose-lose result.

Wealth, women, power, enjoyment... When a person regards these things as his lifelong pursuit and everything in his life, everything he sees. Everything that comes to mind is labeled "benefits".

Such a person will naturally not understand things other than "interests", just like pigs raised in captivity are used to become delicacies on the human table, people like him are the most loyal servants of "interests", and carry forward this spirit. spread to the whole society.

Bad money driving out good money... really sad.

If Bai Yue were here, he might say with emotion, "God has abandoned human beings."

Izxia is not Bai Yue, she imprisoned him in a chamber in Bechymos' body.

She hates his chatter.

The real Izsha is a "person" without temper, because "she" has no story and experience. Naturally, there is no temper, but now being transformed by the interstellar system and fused with Morris slave's memory, negative emotions such as hatred and pessimism will naturally arise. When a person realizes that he has been living in deception and oppression since childhood. How could it be so innocent and as bright as a flower.

She has become like a piece of ice, likes the cold, likes the quiet, and hates people buzzing around her ears like mosquitoes, buzzing past, making people irritated.

Only when facing Captain Tang, would she melt into a puddle of clear water.

for interstellar systems. She knows more than people like Claire and Zhou Ai, and that is her hope. It is also the hope of all Morris slaves.

She looked at Wu Ritana's white-stained lips, and said, "Because you deserve to die."

She was relaying Tang Fang's words.

Wu Ritana Shunxiang advised the elder by trying to figure out the mind of those in power, and said, "Is it Philips? Or Meng Haoyu?"

"Is there a difference?"

Wu Ri Tanasun thought about it carefully, whether it is Philips or Meng Haoyu, there is really no difference. If Tang Fang didn't arrive in time. Perhaps more people died on the West Coast.

Surbajo's younger brother Jill Hassan stepped out of the crowd. He raised his proud head and said, "This is politics."

Unlike his older brother, he inherited Amanda Clearwater's cruelty on the one hand. On the other hand, he inherited Congreve's toughness, even in the face of such a situation, he still insisted on what he believed to be the truth.

Although Surbagio died, he was the legal heir to the duchy, and he still agreed with his brother's actions.

This is politics, which is piled up with human life and blood. It is cruel and realistic.

There is nothing wrong with Sulbagio's approach. If it was him, he would definitely do it more forcefully, because Congreve spoiled those officials and spoiled those civilians. Didn't he just pave a road outside the airport in Knollburg? A landscape wall made of human heads? It is really outrageous that some people dare to hold demonstrations and cause trouble for the government.

The veteran crushed the butt of the cigar at his feet, closed his head cover, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard with his c-14 piercing hand in his arms.

The iron boots made a dull sound when they stepped on the ground, and occasionally stones were crushed, making a harsh sound.

Izsha whispered quietly: "Politics?"

She followed the veteran and walked out the door. The cockroaches on both sides of the courtyard followed closely. The knife stabbed her back and cut the flowers, making a soft rustling sound, which was especially ear-piercing under the night.

The puppies backed away slowly, their ferocious faces gradually blending into the night.

Everyone in the Kenar family looked at each other, unable to figure out why the swarm of worms was coming so fiercely, and they looked like they were asking questions, why they suddenly left, giving people a feeling of thunder and rain.

Jill Hassan was stunned at first, then excited, and finally proud. He thought very dubiously that he drove back the snake girl's million soldiers with one sentence.

"This is politics", just one sentence, 5 words, but it is very powerful and connotative, and it is a social philosophy.

No one can change it, so people can only roll around in the dirty mire, and no one can jump out. Any one person, even if he possesses incomparable force and wealth against the heavens, cannot compete with the general trend of the world, cannot compete with the accumulation of history, and cannot compete with the social rules established over thousands of years.

Isn't he proud of his ability to defeat others without fighting? Not something to be proud of?

Once Sulbagio died, he would be the new Duke, a legendary hero who once dismissed the masters of the Tang Fleet's Longevity Corps with a single sentence.

Amanda Clearwater woke up from the trance, the sadness in her eyes was replaced by a smile on her lips.

Surbajo is dead, Jill Hassan is still alive, and more importantly, she and most of the Knar family members are still alive. Jill Hassan will inherit the dukedom. Continue to implement the anti-reform New Deal and continue the unfinished business of Surbagio.

As for Captain Tang and his "Morning Star Casting", one day they will pay the price for today's humiliation. She swears in the name of the Krivat and Knall families that she will never let him go.

she believes. The Supreme Security Council will never swallow its anger and ignore the fact that Bulwell was killed by Tang Fang.

She has even more reasons to believe that Anthem Will will take the opportunity to mobilize the domestic princes to be hostile to "Morning Star Foundry" and attack Henrietta from the side.

Wu Ritanashun walked out of the range of the searchlight, squinted his eyes and looked at the gate of the courtyard, seeing the last puppy leaving. Walking up to Jill Hassan with very brisk steps, he said, "Lord, they are gone."

He was a good minion, a clever dog, and Sulpajo had only died a short time ago. Before the first seven days, he began to look for a new owner for himself.

A few people expressed doubts, that snake girl, and the man sitting on the stone platform by the fountain and smoking, would they really retreat because of Jill Hassan's words? Although that sentence is very shocking.

Aros and Izsha had indeed left, flying into the sky in a black transport plane, the flames from the engine were like candles under the night wind, shaking gently. Slowly sinking into the clouds.

The king worm army began to retreat, like balloons made of flesh and blood, slowly rising into the sky.

Uri Tanasun stood beside Jill Hassan. Show a flattering smile.

Amanda Clearwater looked up at the night sky and sneered.

Jill Hassan looked down at the clothes on his body, and felt that they didn't fit well and should be changed.

The air guard and the brood lord twisted their bloated bodies, and under the support of a group of flying dragons, they sank into the depths of the clouds.

At this moment, two shadows passed by from low altitude. Immediately afterwards, Amanda Clearwater suddenly felt a fishy smell coming. A large cloud of slime fell from the air and splashed all over her body.

Not just her. Jill Hassan, Uri Tanasun, and other members of the Knar family were all within the mucus envelope.

cuckoo...

As a strange cry went away, the two shadows penetrated into the depths of the dark clouds.

The searchlights on both sides of the courtyard flickered a few times, as if saying goodbye to the swarm, or there were other meanings, such as the return of the wronged souls who refused to disperse, such as the arrival of the god of death, and the vigorously raised sickle accidentally disturbed the world. things.

Uri Tanasun tore off the lump of mucus with his hands, checked his body carefully, and found that everything was in good condition. Without thinking about it, he immediately went to help Jill Hassan get rid of the foul-smelling liquid all over his body.

Amanda Clearwater felt dirty and vomited several times, only forcing out some acid water.

Her freshly cleaned body was stained with a cloud of bug fluid, which made her feel like she was being raped. Thinking of the bathing pool in the palace, he tried his best to break free from the sticky mass, and staggered all the way to the bathing pool in the center of the palace.

As she ran, she cursed Tang Fang loudly. Of course... she is a lady, she can't use vulgar words, at most, "brat, redneck, trash, bastard, go to hell..." and the like.

A duchess who can recall the allusion of "Zhu Shi Clan", a poisonous woman who can laugh at a 7-year-old girl whose neck was cut off by a butcher knife, and a vicious woman who raised a male pet within seven days of her husband's death, she can't even swear .

The bath was not far away, and one could see the sparkling water and the aroma of rose petals, which was not at all dispelled by the stench of the insects.

She doesn't like to take a cold bath, and naturally she doesn't want to soak in the cold mountain spring water. She loved hot springs, and milk baths, and the blood of young girls. The hot springs are good for the body, the milk keeps the skin smooth, and the blood of a young girl keeps her young forever.

However, at this moment, she had no choice but to make do with it, because she hated the insect saliva sticking to her body more than the cold mountain spring water, which made her sick.

Throwing her black high-heeled shoes under the eaves, she ran into the palace barefoot, jumped into the water with all her clothes on, poured cold water on her face vigorously, washed the slimy and dirty things into the pool, and floated between the rose petals , colorful, like a pot of porridge.

Bathing in clothes was very uncomfortable, the water was cold, and there was no handsome male pet to serve her, which made her very unhappy.

Fortunately, she is still alive, facing the swarm of insects and retreating completely. Compared with life, the momentary unhappiness is nothing. Anyway, the old thing is dead, and there is no ashes left from the nuclear bomb. She can do whatever she likes in the future , no one dared to slap her again.

After cleaning the sticky substance from her hair and shoulders carelessly, she stepped out of the water, twisted her waist in front of the mirror, and felt the smell of water lotus.

She is very satisfied with her body. Under the care of countless nutrient solutions and beauty products, the 70-year-old looks the same as the 40-year-old, which is the time of burning passion. How many times, she felt worthless for herself, wasting her precious youth in vain by marrying that man who was 10 years older than her.

Not only that, the status and wealth of the Clearwater family in the dukedom did not increase significantly because of her relationship, which made her very dissatisfied, and some people in the family even ridiculed her, saying that she was a piece in the Congreve Collection. Collections, seemingly precious, are actually worthless. Because as long as Congreve survives, she will remain a collection, not an auction.

Fortunately, Mrs. Congreve's first wife gave birth to a mentally handicapped son, who died of illness due to some reasons, giving her two sons hope for success. So she has been enduring the madness and wildness in her patience, forcing herself to indulge in the ocean of words, and read many books... In fact, in her opinion, that kind of life is no different from being in prison.

The physical prison is not terrible, but the spiritual prison is terrible.

Now that Congreve is dead, whether Surbajo succeeds or Jill Hassan is in power, she can do whatever she wants to free the minds that have been imprisoned for so many years. (to be continued)