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A sandstorm rose from the center of the city, and gray smoke billowed out of the city.

Inside and outside Tokyo, everyone had to turn their backs, cover their mouths and noses, and close their eyes to avoid the sandstorm caused by the 'shooting stars' that hit the ground.

The huge stone was pressed against his heart, and his breath became a thousand pounds. Where should they go, and who can tell them? In the dust of the invisible sun, the soul is weeping.

It seems that the future has become a black hole, without a trace of light, and the heart is blocked in knots. In this darkness, there was no one to rely on, and it was as if he was standing on an island in the middle of the sea, and he only had a stone in his arms.

The sandstorm has passed, but the souls of the people have been taken away by the sandstorm, and the inhabitants are so wolfish that their eyes have lost focus.

Cities were ruined, high-rise buildings tilted, streets and alleys turned upside down. Grief and fear eat away at people's strength and lives. They need a savior.

Sosuke Sagara and Chidori are going to get out of the ruins and continue to move forward, and Chidori wants to have a house in front of them.

"It's okay, it's okay, my home is still there. Seeing that the building where I live is still there, I am also relieved.

Running up the stairs quickly, Chidori wants to show his athletic ability to the fullest.

"Chidori, move fast, the battle isn't over yet. "The white devil hasn't appeared, the nuclear bomb hasn't been found, and the city is still unsafe.

"Got it. Chidori fumbled in both pockets and finally took out the keys, she was really nervous. Looking at Sagara, who was strictly operating the radiation monitor, Chidori thought to himself, he might have gotten used to this dangerous environment, Sagara was a military officer.

I also feel glad in my heart, if I didn't have Sagara, maybe I wouldn't be able to get home.

When I opened the door, my mother's photo was on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, but Chidori still had to take a backpack, otherwise the photo would not be good. I didn't take off my shoes anymore, and when I was 'willful', I went to my room and got the slanted shoulder bag I usually use.

"Sagara, I'm alright!"

"Let's go!"

Sagara took Chidori's hand and went downstairs. Chidori's face turned red again, but he couldn't see that his face was dirty.

"I didn't expect us to meet in this format. ”

"I didn't expect that either. ”

Neither Sosuke Sagara nor Chidori had expected to hear the voice from downstairs at this moment. And it's a very familiar voice, who is it?

"Quiet, Chidori?" Sousuke Sagara's instincts told him that the person he was talking to might have something to do with the terrorists. So I took Chidori's hand and slowly touched it towards the source of the sound.

"This is Teacher Denisha's home. Chidori whispered.

Sagara had already furrowed his brows, as he remembered that those two voices should be Denisha and Duran.

But Denisha is supposed to be the commander in chief at the abandoned docks, why is she here? and with the terrorists?

"Tea?"

"Good. ”

The two of them quietly approached the door, and found that the door was not closed, and they could see the environment in the room through the crack in the door. Sure enough, it was the gluttonous Duran, and now he was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The rooms in this building are all the same, with a hallway leading to the hall, a short hallway flanked by a kitchen and bathroom, and a bedroom door on the hall side. They heard the sound of boiling water in the kitchen.

"Sagara?!" Chidori was clearly confused, she didn't understand why Denisha and Duran were here, and it seemed like they had known each other before.

Sagara didn't answer, because he was confused now. So instead of rushing in to arrest Duran, he lurks to gather intelligence.

Denisha was busy for a few minutes, the water boiling, and then she heard the sound of bottles and cans colliding. Then he saw Denisha walking out with a teapot.

"Thank you. Duran took a sip of a cup, "Sure enough, Denissa's tea is fragrant." ”

Dinisha put the teapot on the table and said, "What the hell are you going to do?"

Neither Sagara nor Chidori found it strange, because they were obviously two Chinese, but they spoke Japanese here, apparently to say it to these two young people.

"Are you asking why I came to see you, or are you asking me about hiding the nuclear bomb?" Duran stood up and took two steps, almost clinging to Denissa's body.

The two looked at each other, Duran's height was really not short, but his wife was too tall, and she was almost flush when she stood together.

What were the two of them doing? Why were they standing so close? Chidori's little girl's face turned red again. Standing so close, you will exhale hot air on each other's faces when you speak, right? Chidori remembered in a cranky way, and even had the illusion that Sagara and himself were standing so close.

"If you'd like, could you give me both answers?" Denisha said with a smile as she looked at the message in her husband's eyes, 'I'm good at acting, right?'.

"My pleasure, my lady. Saying that, Duran actually pouted and kissed Denisha on the lips in front of Chidori and Sagara.

What the hell is going on???? Chidori and Sagara are completely dumbfounded, and Chidori wants to rush out to protect his beloved teacher.

Denisha didn't expect her husband to be so bold in front of outsiders, although he was an old husband and wife, she was still shy. She is still very conservative about her lover.

But Denisha only symbolically pushed Duran's shoulder, and soon reveled in Duran's loving kiss, because Duran is usually like an old child, but he doesn't express his feelings much, and to be honest, Duran is also shy, or emotionally passive. If there is no natural opportunity, Duran will basically not take the initiative to say anything like 'I love you', at most, he will quietly create an environment for his husband and wife to be quiet and alone.

So although Dinisha and Duran are together, they have a lot less affection for concubines, and this time Duran is bold.

"Sure enough, it's my wife who knows me best. Duran looked at Denisha affectionately.

Dinisha also had a happy smile on her face, if it weren't for the apocalyptic scene outside the window, Sagara and Chidori would have thought that this was a recreation of a classic movie scene. Denisa's smile is like a cold winter white plum that makes people feel spring.

However, Duran and Denisha turned out to be husband and wife??Isn't Denisha from the Dragons, isn't Duran a gluttonous terrorist organization?

Why is it a husband and wife? Could it be that Denisha is a spy of the dragon group? Or is Duran an undercover agent of the dragon group in the dragon group? Sagara couldn't believe his ears, and the news was like a thunderbolt.

"Now can you answer the question? Where is the nuclear bomb?"

"Of course, the nuclear bomb is actually in the bomb shelter where the residents are housed. Duran laughed: "Destroying a city without people is meaningless for gluttony, only death can create terror, which is what humans fear the most." ”

"Oops. Sagara's face was pale, and if the nuclear bomb was really in a bomb shelter, there would have been more deaths, and what they were doing would have been completely meaningless.

"I told you the location of the nuclear bomb, can you also give me some information. ”

Is it an intelligence deal? Sagara had done it before, and he had to exchange information with the enemy in order to complete his mission. I just don't know if Denisha will sell important secrets. Don't, teacher, Sagara thought.

"What information do you want?"

"Of course, it's a photo of the uniform you wore when you were a teacher, obviously it's my wife, but you can't see your wife as a teacher. Sue me if my stockings are black, white, or flesh-colored, and if I wear high-heeled shoes or sneakers? What color is my uniform? I can't just let those milky little hairy heads enjoy the eyes, my husband also wants to see it. "These are all Duran's sincere words, more real than real gold.

"......" dead silence.