That's the one who got sick.

There was silence in the carriage for a moment, and then a panicked cry erupted.

"Dead man, ahhhh!!hh

Feng Laichu kicked away the broken glass fragments on the spot, his face expressionless.

Was that too lucky? Or was it ......

Feng Lai walked to the seat, and the person with the organic spirit had already called, and it was estimated that someone would come over to maintain law and order as soon as he got out of the car.

…… She tugged at her luggage and glanced at the man she had knocked unconscious.

Feng Laichu stared at his sleeve and said lightly: "Do you want to use the knife? That wouldn't be as simple as playing." ”

A few people from behind quietly walked towards Feng Laichu, but neither of them moved.

Feng Laichu took a few more steps towards the unconscious man.

The silver light flashed again.

Feng Laichu tilted his head.

The knife stuck in the car opposite, but no one else noticed.

Feng Laichu looked at the man who was supposed to be unconscious and stood up, nodded to him, and walked by.

She didn't stop her.

He didn't do anything.

Feng Laichu didn't look back, and when the man crossed her, he even lowered his head and hooked his lips, pulling out a smile that was not a smile.

The man frowned, feeling that something was not right, and saw a few companions standing, and a few passengers were unconscious from fright, and there was blood on the ground.

In any case, after the special entry and exit students have finished their initial inspection, go back and sort out the files.

He glanced back at the knife he had thrown, on which hung a pale red bracelet, which was reserved for the students, and said to a few people, "Let's go." ”

As he spoke, he touched his left wrist, but it turned out to be empty.

Brush!

This surprise was not trivial, the man even stood up the hairs on his back, his face turned pale, several companions looked at him in surprise, and one of them asked hesitantly, "...... Captain?"

The man ignored his team members, and he turned his head sharply, only to see Feng Laichu pulling out a knife and looking at the bracelet on it.

Sensing his gaze, Feng Laichu raised her head, and could see her pale lips raise an arc that could not be said to be a smile, she slowly took something out of her coat pocket and raised it at the man.

Following the captain's gaze, several people saw a white bracelet sitting quietly on the slender white fingertips.

That's the mimic flying mech that the people above were assigned to the captain for this mission......

When did it get into the hands of this student?

"Give you back. ”

Feng Laichu threw things over casually, and the man took them.

At this time, there were only less than five minutes left before arriving at the station, Feng Laichu turned around and picked up his luggage, and said with a strange complication behind him: "...... Thanks a lot. ”

Immediately, a strong wind blew behind her, raising Feng Laichu's long hair, she turned around, only to see a big hole broken in the top of the train carriage, the roof of this carriage was almost completely gone, and four or five people with illusory white steel wings behind them flew into the distance.

The red rope that tied the hair was blown loosely, the long hair fell scattered in front of him, the delicate jaw line between the black hair flying was cold and distinct, Feng Laichu raised his hat slightly, and the black phoenix eyes were cold and proud.

She muttered, "...... Mechs? I'll have it too. ”

The train began to slow down, and Feng Laichu opened the window and jumped out.

Ocean City has arrived.

In an inn in Ocean City.

The simple and spacious bedroom was filled with the sound of water.

The clock at the head of the bed turned silently, and it was already half-past nineteen.

The roads of Ocean City are lit up.

In the misty bathroom, there was a constant stream of water on the slender and white body of the young man, and under the unkempt head, the wet black hair was soft on his body, the tips of the hair hung down on his waist, and the dark and white cold became more and more distinct.

The arms are propped up against the wall, the color is softer and the shine is colder.

The mirror on the side faintly reflected her figure, and the wet long hair was attached to her face, which was a little soft because of the moisture of the water, but the slightly slanted eyes, the sharp eyebrows, and the cold eyes were still thrilling.

She pulled the towel over, turned off the water, and walked out of the bathroom.

The air was a little cold, she changed into pajamas, the hotel where she was staying was good or bad, but at least it was closer to the Bohai School.

To be honest, Feng Laichu was indeed a little surprised by the efficiency of this school.

This afternoon's events are undoubtedly the final test for her, her character, her overall situation, and her observation.

Born and born into the WTO, it will always be only two worlds of people, most of the worlds are peaceful, as a native of the WTO, it is indeed more inclined to enter the WTO calm, but when it comes to the birth, that is, weak, unable to survive, they have not even seen a slightly bloody scene.

The person who died on the train may really be a person who has entered the world, and when the blood gushes out, she has already passed the threshold of her heart.

In order to prevent the riot from leading to other places, she cut down the man, and the big picture has passed.

Break the identity of the man, stay alert to the unconscious person, and the observation power has passed.

As for holding the mimic mecha by the hand, it was her dissatisfaction with this temptation and a warning to those people, and it was also a silent irony.

Mecha......

Feng Laichu leaned on the bed halfway, his long hair scattered.

The mimic mecha is not even a mech, it is just a simulation of an accessory on a mech, such as the white steel wings behind the people on the train during the day.

Compared with mechas, this function is single but also cheaper, but it is a little shabby compared to real mechas.

Compared with the current low-level mechanical civilization in the WTO, researchers are still studying anthropomorphic robots, and the mecha that has been born in various countries for thousands of years, guns have been eliminated, and more powerful ones are cold weapons and high-power cannonballs.

Ordinary mecha is still quite popular, and the three levels of S, O, and E mecha above ordinary mecha have better functions, more free development, and even different structures.

In particular, each of the S-class has its own characteristics and representative titles, and there are only a handful of existing units.

Of course, all the knowledge was told to Feng Laichu by Hua Ziqing and Ye Piaoling, because she lived in the WTO, they were afraid that she would be affected by the Taiping thought of entering the WTO, which would lead to a disconnect from the birth, after all, children were too easily influenced, and when they were young, they even agreed that Feng Laichu would not go out all day, for fear that she would be assimilated by the people who entered the WTO.

It wasn't until the last few years that his personality began to stabilize - at least that's what they thought, and poor Feng Laichu was able to catch his breath.

Thinking of this, Feng Laichu couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, it was really a tragic past.

Forget it, thinking about what to do so much, she turned off the lamp and closed her eyes.

Over here...... What is it?

"Lord, you are back. The man in black stood with his head bowed.

One of them asked casually, "What about the beginning?"

"The head coach is training the guards in the wasteland. ”

With a soft snort, the wicked man whispered, "She's really faithful......"

The man in black stood indifferently to the side, not saying a word.

The man walked straight towards the wasteland.

Pushing aside the yellow leaves, the light came in with a little red light, and the tip of his nose was the most familiar smell of rust, and he looked at all this in front of him with a strange smile.

The black-clothed young man stood indifferently on the trunk of the tree, the red light was faint underneath, the figures of humans and beasts were constantly shaking each other, blood and flesh were splashed, and the eyes were full of blood red, a scene of Shura hell.

However, none of this affected her, and the young man's ruthless eyes stared coldly below, without emotion or thought, as if he were an eternal and delicate ice sculpture.

The man looked at her with a smile and called, "Come to the beginning." ”

The indifferent expression of the young man in black moved slightly, his eyes turned to him, and he immediately jumped down, and said indifferently: "Master." ”

The man in red raised his hand, and she immediately took a few steps forward in recognition until he took her into his arms and rested his chin lightly on top of her head.

His tone was a little coquettish, and he said, "Come to the beginning...... Why do you stay with these things whenever you have time, I thought I could see you waiting for me when I got back......"

The young man in black didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard anything.

He didn't seem to expect her to answer, and the hand around her waist strained slightly, "Go, go back with me." ”

The young man silently looked at the jungle not far away, the time had come, if he didn't give an order, how many of them could get out of this group of beasts alive?

Yet she did not utter a word, because her master did not allow her to think, it was a command.

……

After a long time, she walked again towards the desolation.

Everything had calmed down, the blood had long since congealed into black-red clots, she walked into the jungle, looked around, and there were corpses of men and beasts in black everywhere, and her order to these people was: without orders, keep killing.

That is, they will kill until there is nothing left to kill, or they will die themselves.

So what was the result? Are they all dead......

She put two fingers to her lips and let out a whistle.

Mission Terminated, Assemble!

She waited in place for a while, but no one came to gather, and they were all dead?

A small voice sounded, the faint one that was easy to ignore, and if it weren't for her good ear, she wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"Thirty ...... Return to the team on the seventh ......"

She turned to look at the returning survivor.

The man's black clothes were already in tatters, there were blood stains everywhere, and his breath was weak under the black mask, and he knelt beside the roots of the tree, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Not bad. "If nothing else, it seems that the master will have a powerful killing guard.

"Are you the only one alive?" she asked.

"Report to the head of the sect, yes. "They killed all the beasts, dragged the broken corpses to kill each other, and he was the only one who survived.