Chapter 595 Cracks

Miying's artificial eyes saw the sticky undershirt on the man's body and the stamp bags piled up in the room, and found it difficult to cope.

"Get out!" The nervous man stabbed the gun forward.

Miying felt herself being pulled, Ozuki Zensuke had already dragged her across the area quickly, as they left, the man's hostility gradually weakened, he cursed for a while, then turned and returned to the house.

"I can hardly speak, I almost caught fire, this place is really messy." Miying ran fast.

"Negotiation is not what you're good at." Oborozuki Zousuke made a strong leap, jumping over the 2.5-meter distance between the two houses.

Below are large stalls selling fruits and food. Bananas, dragon fruits, pineapples and all kinds of weird synthetic fruits are placed together, sewage is flowing, wild dogs and corpse-eating monsters are crawling around.

The locals of all kinds of religions are looking up and pointing, their expressions are cold and mean, and they are suffering from various diseases. Even if hunger and sewage haven't killed them, the aging of the inferior implants on their bodies will also make them eat Do your best.

Miying stretched out her hand, popped out the grapple, fixed it on the exposed metal water pipe on the opposite roof, and then pulled the mechanism, the rope quickly shortened, leading Miying to jump to the opposite house.

bang——

The water pipe was solid, but the cement wall that fixed the water pipe suddenly cracked, and the fulcrum that Miying relied on to maneuver was instantly deformed, and her body also fell downward!

Oborozuki Zensuke immediately reached out and grabbed her high-speed maneuvering rope, and yanked her up from below.

Miying's figure flitted past hundreds of heads below, her legs stretched out unconsciously, almost kicking them all, thanks to Ozuki Zosuke's strong pull on the rope, she was dragged to a high place.

"Go to hell!"

"Wow!" the people in the market below shouted upwards.

Miying hurriedly climbed up to the building on the opposite side, and continued to chase the Cold Bay thugs.

"Thank you." Miying turned her head and saw that Ozuki Zensuke's hand was cut by a sharp wire, bleeding profusely, "Your hand..."

"I'm very durable." Ozuki Zensuke said.

He passed through the metal roof under his feet and stopped at the edge. Miying looked in the distance from here, and saw the modified cars they were chasing parked beside the narrow street, and thugs jumped out of them one after another. , whose den seems to be a factory.

Miying immediately sent a message calling for support.

Obscure Tsukisuke crouched down, looked at them, and then chanted a mantra, his body quickly turned into a cloud of mist, and with the howling wind, he used his strength to fly to the bottom.

When he was close to the ground, the strong wind around him was gradually blocked by the intricate houses around him, and he could move better without being blown away.

Miying waited silently.

She heard the roar of the engine working approaching from a distance, and realized that friendly reinforcements had arrived, so she jumped off the roof and landed among the murderous bandits.

"The enemy is coming!"

"Do it!" they yelled.

A tall, remodeled man rushed towards Miying with a roar, his skin was rough, like a steel bull.

Miying picked up the flame wave in his hand and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A large number of red energy blocks blasted out from the muzzle of the gun, instantly blasting the strong man out of it!

He didn't even let out a scream, and the center of his body was instantly burned into energy dust all over the ground, leaving only blood-stained fingertips, feet and the upper half of his burning head.

"hiss--"

"Help!"

"Damn——" The other gangsters were frightened when they saw this scalp-numbing scene.

Miying aimed the gun at another gangster who was closer to him, pulled the trigger, and the scattered high-temperature energy blocks passed through his body in an instant.

"Wooah——" A sharper scream sounded, and small pieces of energy scattered through the gangster's body, piercing through most of his organs, arms, legs and feet, and the whole person seemed to have been chiseled out with several circles. There were seven or eight fist-sized holes on his body, and his clothes instantly ignited and stuck to his skin.

He howled miserably on the spot for a while, until his whole body collapsed as the cracks widened.

Wow. Miying held the Flame Tide shotgun in her hand, and immediately aimed at the others, their morale plummeted immediately, and they staggered towards the depths.

"How did they find this!"

"Walk!"

"Company security!"

"robot!"

"The big company is coming!" They yelled strangely, shouting at each other, preparing to organize defense or retreat when the opportunity arises.

Feel like you're being sent by a mega corporation to bang bang. Looking for shadows secretly. Some kind of scavenger with a little naughty vibe.

After locking on to the location, friendly shuttles have also arrived.

"Where is the enemy!"

"Where is the enemy!!" The sharp soldiers descended from the air, followed behind, and killed a lot.

"We still have hostages—" The gangsters rushed to the room where they took the hostages, but they saw that the obscuring moon Zengsuke had arrived at some point.

He stood alone at the door, had recited the mantra in advance, and was protected by many different mantras on his body.

He raised the knife in his hand without a word.

Fight, there will always be an answer. With this in mind, Oborozuki Zosuke rushed into the mob crowd.

...

When Miying and the others arrived again, blood was already flowing in the corridor, and Ozuki Zensuke walked away with the blood-stained knife. Miying opened the door at the back, and a dozen anxious company employees inside wept with joy, screamed loudly, completely shocked by the joy of being saved.

"saved!"

"thanks, thanks!"

"Finally survived!" They staggered to the rescuers, expressing their deepest gratitude to them, and their joy was beyond words.

finally. The comforting code is generated in the emotion module of Miying. Another eradication of violence and peace.

The rescued company personnel dialed the signal, contacted Xisheng Hotel, and prepared to rush back.

While the others were collecting the loot, Masuke Oborozuki walked deep into the dirty building with his sword in hand.

The habitat of the Cold Bay thugs is some kind of small factory, small in scale, used for family workshops, presumably to make some handmade products, and the shadow seeker followed them into the winding metal labyrinth.

"This is not their headquarters." Miying doubted.

"There are thousands more of these people. They used to be dock workers."

"What do you want to find?" Miying asked.

"Traces of occultism, people like them are easily addicted to some kind of evil." Ozuki Zensuke saw a secret door leading to the bottom.

He checked it, then pried it open with his katana and jumped down.

Miying followed from behind.

When she fell to the bottom, she saw strange portraits piled up around her. All the portraits were painted with phantoms on the river, like a woman standing on the golden river in different poses, with a strong smell of blood.

Miying glanced at the corner, and soon saw a number of human bones piled up, some still stained with blood, and the red candles flickered around, illuminating them with a gloomy atmosphere.

"Like a monster." Miying hated injustice.

"From here to other places in Jialongpo, there are hundreds of similar ritual sites. Every household wants to exchange sacrifices for the knowledge of the river girl. Parents sacrifice their daughters, children sacrifice the elderly, and men sacrifice women." Oborotsuki Zensuke inspected the small shrine made of wood, and the bowl was filled with someone's blood.

"What do these gangsters want to know?"

"The way to get rich, the means of curing diseases, the techniques of picking up girls...all the knowledge that can save them from suffering."

He checked the dust on the ground, it was very clean.

Miying sat on the ground, remembering all kinds of cruel episodes from the past. Some people can do anything.

"Mysticism is very dangerous." Miying admitted.

"Yes, the use of the Mystery Society has led to even greater disasters. How many people have disappeared for decades. Although I don't know if a synthetic person can understand..." Obscure Tsukisuke pointed to this underground ceremony point.

"Do you know the rumors about me?"

"They say you are the shadow of a cyber demon, and you are the projection of that cyber-consciousness in the human world."

"That's true to a certain extent. So I hope you don't think of me as just a synthetic human." Miying nodded, "I think someone must work hard day and night to fight against evil bit by bit. This is a supplement to automatic justice."

"Automated justice?" Obscure Tsukisuke pondered.

"The law is automatic justice. As long as the law is established, it can create justice every day." Miying now has his own understanding.

"But it also requires people's perseverance, people's watch... people's containment and control. The occult should not spread, it only needs some of the smartest, bravest, and sacrificial men and women to master it and use it to protect the majority. That way The person who is like the bearer of the forbidden power is a product of some kind of transitional stage, and all mysticism will be deleted in the end." Ozuki Zensuke said.

"So you want to delete yourself too?"

"I have done a lot of things, and you should be able to see that I don't like the wanton spread of mysticism. It is necessary for human beings to make restrictions... You must know how powerless ordinary people are in the face of this kind of power."

Ozuki Zensuke sat on the ground, looking up at the floor above, where countless people were running around, liquidating the available things in the entire den.

"Like the corporate alliance's campaign to clear and contain the mysticism?" Miying asked.

"Yes, that is the biggest achievement I have ever seen in my life."

"You are too arrogant." Miying said.

"what?"

"One thing to say, you can obviously talk to them. The current situation is that most of the things, just because human beings can't use science to explain them, they are all sorted into the 'mysterious side', and then point to them: go into the cage! Occultism !——Then fight and kill, eliminate dissidents. If you have always held this attitude, then I can only obey you." Miying said.

Mi Yingxi imitated Niederet's tone, appearing eloquent.

Because Nidelaite is a humorous person, and his words are very interesting, so Miying cleverly entered Nidelaite’s corpus in its archives, cut text fragments from it, and then played it with Miying’s voice, which is equivalent to copying Nidelaite’s corpus. eloquence.

Ozuki Zensuke never thought that Miying could speak so fluently and shrewdly.

"You..." he whispered.

"The label makes things easier! The witch is the occult, lock it up. The monster is the occult, lock it up. Even those monsters who often do good things, because the label, oh, it's too convenient, put it on the occult, lock it up. This This is what the alliance of companies has been doing for 150 years. Although the company has never studied the occult at all, it is all about making money, but it doesn’t matter, because it is fighting against the occult, so the company has made a great contribution. Is that so? That’s really awesome gone."

Ozuki Zensuke smiled slightly, the persistence for many years could not be chiseled by a few words.

But Miying's words did let him see a side of the problem.

"Your voice is your own, but your words are not." Oborozuki Zensuke saw the clue.

"Because my friend speaks more clearly."

"Understand...it is necessary to establish a barrier between mysticism and ordinary people's lives. A person with little magic power can kill the whole family and get away with it. All the mysticisms you have encountered so far are good people and good deeds? You I also know that in their eyes, human beings are like toys and slaves." said Ozuki Zensuke.

Miying looked up, but didn't answer.

"Actually...compared with those big figures who can really decide the fate of the world, we are like the dust of history. We don't have huge energy to shape the world at all." Ozuki Zensuke continued.

"yes……"

Oborozuki Masuke's assistant pointed upwards, they were in a bloody cellar, and the others were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the factory den.

"We are looking at this filthy world from a lower, more mundane perspective. You are just a thug, I am just a mercenary, and the famous and powerful people like Lila Nisto and Kojima Yoko don't care at all You and me. There is no need to continue arguing, because what we are advocating is only what we firmly believe in our hearts. For now, I will always stand on the side of human beings." Obscure Tsuki Zensuke said.

Linyin and Lu Jing's laughter came from above, Miying knew she should go, they must have found something good because they were so happy.

Miying let out a vague sigh. She used to be just a domestic service robot, but now she has become an agent of a just cause in a sense. Ozuki Zengzhu is a bit strange, but Miying feels like a fellow traveler. Perhaps only the paranoid can dedicate themselves to those extraordinary causes.

"I hope the battle of Jialongpo can clarify the last doubts in our hearts." Miying said.

"Of course...Only the winners can hold their heads high and clarify their ideas, and the corpses of the losers will only be kicked into Cold Bay." Ozuki Zensuke whispered.

She nodded to Zengsuke Ozuki, then climbed up the ladder to the secret door, and back to the top, Lin Yin and Lu Jing were happily counting the harvest.