Chapter 184 - Frustrated

Chapter 184 - Frustrated

In the evening, it started to rain lightly.

In the reflection of countless rainwater, it seems that there are invisible phantoms covering the world. Through countless fleeting raindrops at that moment, dozens of phantoms like giants can be glimpsed.

The giants from the land of Hell and Long Bo held booms, and from another depth, they threw their hooks towards the present situation, so the fishhooks, which were the size of crane hooks, crossed the long distance between the borders. The distance falls on the scene, hooking a lonely building standing on the outskirts of the city.

It's like catching a giant fish, pulling.

With the silent roar and roar, the entire building and the surrounding area were pulled into the independent border by the fishing giants, and only the phantom remained in place.

Immediately afterwards, following the understated snap of the fingers of the woman in charge, terrifying hurricane light burst out from the fingertips, and the flames emerged out of thin air, turning into a mighty tornado, soaring into the sky, and the terrifying power instantly tore the surface of the building, revealing the Countless traps.

"The passage is open, hurry up!!!"

Following the leader's order, the sublimators of the Social Security Bureau raised their shields and rushed into the building facing countless explosions, only to hear the constant roar.

I don't know how many insidious traps have been triggered, and the sound of continuous collapse can be heard. Ignoring all blocking walls and traps, the intruding party bolted forward, straight to the core.

Race against time.

Before entering the border, the headquarters in the rear had already sent news that the live broadcast had started ahead of schedule, and there was no time for them to dawdle.

The Ascendant in bright light armor rode a giant horse, leading the charge and charging forward.

But what surprised them was that there were only countless traps waiting for them. Although they were dangerous, no one stopped them at all. All the people who rescued were suddenly stunned. The people from Green Sun had already retreated, and the place might be empty...

"hurry up!"

The armored sublimator shouted angrily and pulled the reins. The translucent giant horse was a frontier relic. As the horse was lifted up, the iron hooves trampled down, thunder and roar burst out, and the air waves swept forward straight forward. , tearing up all the maze walls that were squeezed.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

In the chaos, Yuanzhao jumped up excitedly, stepped on the bumps on the wall first, and moved forward along the wall almost defying gravity, and his teammates couldn't stop him.

Then it was set off in the blast of explosives.

He fell to the ground in disgrace, coughing violently, handsome for less than three seconds, the hair dyed by teacher TONY from some barber shop turned into an afro, and his face was pitch black.

Very embarrassed.

"What the hell is the kid doing?"

The team leader slapped him on the back of the head, told him to stay behind and waved forward, and a blast of Foehn burned the last gate into molten iron.

The terrifying temperature spread along with the pungent smell of blood.

The original photo that rushed to the front again was almost choked, and immediately the sticky blood covered almost every inch of the wall.

"It's over." He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Miss Mo, isn't that sissy already cold?"

"Speak more if you can talk."

Mo San rolled his eyes, and patted the back of his head with his hands in annoyance, raised his fingertips, ignited a flame, and walked into the darkness filled with the pungent bloody smell first.

As far as the eye can see, it is a miserable situation like hell.

It's like walking into a slaughterhouse.

"Mom..."

Yuanzhao, who followed behind and probed his head, was stunned for a long time, and then took a deep breath.

It's cold! It's cold!

It's so cold to be so miserable...

Thinking of the fact that the first action he took part in with great ambition and ambition ended in failure, he immediately felt a little helpless, and his heart sank for a while.

How did it happen?

According to the law, shouldn't the battle be fought for 300 rounds first, and then the tiger's body shakes, and that sissy bows down after accepting her head? Why did he die before fighting for three hundred rounds?

There's no way, who told that little boy to be so weak, if he can't be saved, it's no wonder that Young Master Yuan came late, such a weak chicken, where did he get the courage to confess his love to his cousin?

He dragged his gun down weakly, thinking about at least collecting the corpse of that annoying guy—although he was a bit over his head, but at least he was quite discerning!

Hey, for the sake of you and the young master and I feeling sorry for each other, I will reluctantly pay for the cremation package for you...

"Let me see, where is it?"

With the light of the last three fires, he probed into the basement, and heard the vaguely echoing moans of pain among the overflowing blood and corpses.

Immediately afterwards, he caught a glimpse of the pair of emerald green eyes slowly raised in the darkness.

"Fuck, hell!!!"

He collapsed on the ground more than one meter high, subconsciously raised his gun and wanted to poke him forward, and then Mo San kicked him aside angrily: "What the hell! Don't be surprised, okay? Social Security You have lost everyone in the Bureau!"

Yuan Zhao's face turned pale with fright, and he huddled behind Mo San, pointing at the end of the basement with trembling fingers, "He, he, he... ghost!"

Bark!

With the sound of rubbing, in the darkness, the few blood-soaked matches finally ignited a ray of fire, illuminating the tragic appearance in the basement.

As if being ravaged by a hurricane, the ground was in a mess.

Thick blood slowly dripped from the wall and gathered in the pool of blood spreading on the ground. Pale corpses fell on the pool of blood and overlapped each other, forming a bloated tower.

From the fleeting flames, a vague and hideous outline was revealed.

But what is shocking is that clusters of pure white irises and weeds grow amidst the tragic blood, just like miracles sprouting from the dead life, so beautiful.

It's like breaking into the evil spirit's lair in the mountains.

Shocked by the piercing chill, Yuanzhao froze in place.

But then, he saw that chill figure suddenly slumped on the chair as if he was relieved.

"Mom, you scared me to death!"

Huai Shi thankfully wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "I thought Green Sun came here again..."

"I miss you so much, comrades!"

Before they could react, Huai Shi rushed forward with a look of relief, as if she had finally found a savior, and shook hands with each of them enthusiastically, almost moved to tears.

"You guys don't know, this place doesn't even have a door, you can't go out, you can eat something you don't eat, let alone the toilet, you can't find a lighter if you want to smoke... Thank you Astronomical Society, thank you Social Security Bureau, comrade We have worked hard!"

Mo San was held by him, and his perennially cold face couldn't help but twitch.

Suddenly felt a burst of fantasy.

What the hell is this! Is this because you have been kidnapped, or are you a lone hero who went into Green Sun's lair alone and wiped out all of them! Why do you need a rescue team?

When did the operators of the Astronomical Society become so good at fighting!

Her immediate reaction was that the fat man who came to ask for help was probably playing us!

"Davarish, please sit down!"

"Davarish, smoke!"

"Come on, Davarish, Hokulo!"

When they reacted, a bottle of iced happy water was stuffed in their hands, and then they saw Huai Shi running to the corner, dragging two guys who were still panting, and sent them to in front of them.

Like an old farmer, he smiled honestly and boldly.

—Behold, Davarish, here is a gift for you!

Captive, alive!

"..."

So, is there anything wrong with us here?

You have killed all the kidnappers, shall we accept the victory?

The corner of Mo San's mouth twitched, looking at that smile full of sculptural power, he suddenly felt at a loss: What the hell is this?

In the hellish atmosphere of joy, social security, astronomical family, and the police and civilians, Mo San noticed the original photo in a corner in a daze.

"Original photo?" She was a little worried about the boy's state, and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing."

Yuanzhao looked up as if waking up from a dream, and forced a smile on his sluggish expression: "I... go out and calm down."

With that said, the young man dragged his spear weakly, turned and left.

Like a walking dead, he passed through the ruined walls along the way, and finally, he sat sluggishly on the steps outside the building, his pale expression frightened the big cousin who came over.

"What's the matter?" The eldest cousin looked at him in astonishment, "Are you all right, Yuanzhao?"

"I, I'm fine..."

Yuan Zhao smiled stiffly, but his expression seemed to be about to cry.

Don't cry, the original photo, don't cry, once you cry, something important will be lost forever.

But……

Tears of humiliation still couldn't help streaming down his face.

No matter what, it is difficult to dispel the scene engraved in my mind.

In the dark, as the match is raised, the lit cigarette rolls.

That pair of dark eyes illuminated by the flickering flames, and that handsome face that was still stunning even though it was stained with blood.

His long black hair hung down from his broken shirt, and fell between the blood and the white flowers, as if it had melted into the gradually blurred colors in the darkness, making it difficult to distinguish.

It was a solemnity and coldness that could not be concealed no matter how tragic the background and how ferocious the blood was.

It’s like seeing the exorcist who turned his head and pointed his middle finger at the devil in the light of heaven, the killer who killed a whole gang for a dog and then killed another gang, wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat walking in bullet time Mysterious hacker...

At this moment, Yuan Zhao, who was only fourteen years old, suddenly had a profound understanding—some games may be destined to end before they start.

And I... have already lost.

Lost at the starting line.

There is no way to fight back.

"Why!"

Yuanzhao looked up to the sky in grief and anger, and finally burst into tears: "Obviously he is a sublimator, why is he so fashionable!"

"..."