The road ahead was cut off, and the train had to stop in a valley carved out by hand.

"You shouldn't have come out. ”

The man with glasses sat loosely in the driver's seat, even though he, the makeshift driver, had nothing to do now.

"But I still came out. ”

Mo Ye stood beside him, quietly looking at the broken road in front of him, and the mountain wall on both sides that still had excavator claw marks.

Because of the sudden stop of the train, there was a commotion in the carriage again, and even the soothing announcement that the glasses man and Mo Ye had broadcast to each carriage through the radio equipment before did not dispel this noise. But they are already very satisfied, at least at this moment all the actions of the passengers in the carriage are just words, ****, and it has not happened.

"They're looking for you. ”

"If it's a man, you should stand out, don't get involved in a carload of people. ”

The door to the cab was open, and outside the door stood a group of uniformed men and women, who were the police and crew members of the car.

When the bandits hijacked the car, they didn't see them come out to stop it, and at this moment, there was a commotion in the carriages, and people were panicking, and they didn't try to maintain order and calm people's hearts, but they all blocked the door of the cab one by one, looking at the two people in the cab with a not very friendly look.

"It's not just me who they're trying to kill. ”

Mo Xie didn't even look back, he didn't want to have more contact with the group of 'temporary workers' behind him, but the remarks of these people made him a little unhappy.

What the hell, when faced with the robbers, they all lay down and pretended to be dead and pretended to be good citizens, and now they stand up and say something? And is this talking about human words?

"Do you have any great ideas?"

Complaining won't solve the problem, but violence can. Mo Xie used his mental strength slightly, and closed the door of the cab, in his opinion, the only person who was qualified to discuss the future with him on this train was the man with glasses in front of him.

"At present, all the distress messages we send have been harmonized, whether it is through normal means to call the police, or log on to the government website to ask for help, or even upload video exposure on the Internet has been intercepted, but unfortunately, there is no master in this car who is proficient in black and guest skills - I think it is, how can such a high-ranking person always go high and high, how can he squeeze into such a green car with us civilians. ”

The glasses man said, there was a loneliness in his tone, Mo Xie knew that this was a person with a story, and at the same time, he also knew that the meaning of the glasses man's words was not clear.

The people in this car have been abandoned by the entire society, and Mo Ye has no doubt that a missile will fall here at any time.

"In the current situation, we ordinary people can only do nothing, Mr. Mo Xie, can you tell me why you are wanted? I don't even believe a single punctuation mark in the official explanation. ”

Frankly admitting his limits, the man with glasses is not afraid of death, at the same time, he is not an ignorant person, everything he has come into contact with today has completely refreshed his three views, if he is destined to die here, he hopes to reconstruct his three views before he dies.

"Here's the thing......"

There is satellite monitoring in the sky, and the barren mountains and mountains are the treasure places for killing people and destroying corpses, Mo Ye looked up at the dense clouds.

At this moment, it is quiet.

In the next moment, will there be electric light piercing the sky?

He wanted to take out the 'Angel Wings' and run away, he had this idea all the way, but the 'Angel Wings' might be faster than Qingguang, but it might not be as fast as a missile.

After last night, Mo Xie no longer dared to underestimate the technology of the real world.

Flying out is just exposing one's target, whether it is a cultivator or the military, they are all professionals who play long-range strikes, and there is no need for Mo Xie to go out and bring humiliation on himself.

Since there is no way through the sky, then there is only one way to go underground, and Mo Xie has already prepared the budget to buy the Escape Talisman from the Holy Scripture.

He only waited for all his opponents to appear, so that when he resurfaced after he had fled, he would not find himself in the open mesh of the enemy.

Since the enemy did not show up at this moment, Mo Xie was not in a hurry to leave, he told the man with glasses about his two or three encounters, but he deleted all the things about the Holy Book and the mission world. Although the Holy Book did not say what would happen if Mo Xie leaked the news of its existence, Mo Xie no longer dared to defy the law.

In his narrative, he is an obscure, ascetic monk who somehow provokes a big force he has never met, and then he runs all the way, and the other party chases him all the way. During this period, several small battles broke out between the pursuers and the escapees, and one of the members of the chasing side was ambushed by Mo Xie and killed alone, which also provoked the later wanted warrant, and so far, it has been a situation of endless death.

"That's the rough picture. ”

Mo Xie's level of eloquence is not very high, so he tries to keep his words as short as possible so that he can cover up as many holes in the story as possible.

"There's a cultivator out there who is good at long-range attacks, there are troops coming over in all directions, and missiles that will fall at some point?"

The man with glasses suddenly smiled, and after listening to Mo Ye's 'confession' and conjecture, the man laughed, and Mo Ye noticed for the first time that he had two shallow dimples.

"Yes. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

"Believe me, missiles don't fall. ”

The man with glasses quickly restrained his smile, but there was still a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Turning his head sideways, he looked at Mo Ye's eyes and said word by word:

"I'm afraid there is no one in this world who wants you to live more than these cultivators. ”

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In the imperial capital, hundreds of police cars outside a tall enough building to break the neck of passers-by blocked the entire block, and the sound of sirens sounded like an open-air symphony.

An ambulance was surrounded by a starry moon, and two paramedics rushed out of the building on a stretcher surrounded by a large group of heavily armed SWAT officers, on which lay a man whose body was covered with a white cloth and whose only exposed face was also difficult to distinguish because he was wearing a breathing mask.

"Hurry!"

The medical staff running in front kept shouting, his brow furrowed, and beads of sweat continued to pop up on his forehead, even though the midwinter in the north had arrived.

The stretcher was quickly sent into the ambulance, which then took off, followed by almost a third of the police cars, guarding the ambulance.

Who is the man on the stretcher?

Although the scene has been tightly sealed, there are still some people who have glimpsed some clues.

The man on the stretcher had blonde hair, apparently a foreign man, and there was only one foreign man who lived in this hotel in the Tenjo Dynasty and could make such a disturbance.

"It's a big deal!"

On this day, the imperial capital ushered in a storm, and the eyes of all forces focused on this place.