Chapter 31: The Game of Deer (1)
Just after the beginning of autumn, although the weather was still hot, the sky was already painted a deep black before seven o'clock.
A cluster of houses in the west of the city is lit up sporadically. At the end of the day's work, the residents here are enjoying the rare warmth at home with their families.
However, they would never have imagined that just below their house, thirty meters underground, a huge underground fortress lurked quietly like a steel beast.
The fortress was full of people and busy, but there was not a single superfluous sound. They were all dressed in black and embroidered with delicately patterned leaves on their cuffs, repeating their work with the precision of robots, keeping the entire fortress running.
In a well-guarded chamber in the center of the fortress, the owner of the fortress and his high-ranking men sat around a large round oak table.
The high position is a majestic middle-aged man, sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, lion mouth and broad nose, although the face is rough, but if someone takes a closer look, they will find that this person's skin is delicate and smooth, not slightly worse than that of young people, obviously pampered for a long time, but the subtle wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and the slightly loose eye bags still inevitably reveal the age of the owner. He reclined in his chair, rubbing a clumsy ring between his fingers for a long time, seemingly careless, but occasionally his eyelids were raised, his gaze swept wide, and the cold air was shining, like a tiger that chooses to devour people.
To his right, sits a beautiful young woman with a baby in her arms. She was dressed in a royal blue dress tailored by top designers, chic and elegant, without too many jewels on her body, only a delicately designed white gold diamond-encrusted rose brooch pinned on her chest, which not only showed the owner's noble taste, but also did not dominate, which was just right. It's just that at this time, she was looking sad, her eyebrows and eyes were full of trembling that could not be concealed, and she was holding the baby in her arms with both hands, as if holding a life-saving straw.
The baby seemed to be infected by his mother's emotions, and for the first time he did not cry, his big eyes were rolling around, and his little hands were holding his mother tightly, not daring to let go.
Except for middle-aged people, young beauties, and babies, the rest of the people sitting around the table looked eccentric. Among them are gray-haired old men, burly strong men, and childish teenagers. It's just that whether it is an old man, a strong man or a young man, their faces are obviously different, but they give people the feeling of being the same person, as if they are the same person.
There was no sound in the huge secret room except for the sound of breathing, except for the middle-aged man who sat on the main seat, everyone else was as motionless as a stone statue, and even the air seemed to become solidified.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's eyelids lifted, and a deep voice broke the dull air: "It's time." ”
The others in the chamber instantly withdrew from the stone-like state, staring at the same place with blazing eyes.
In the focus of everyone's eyes, the middle-aged man stretched out his hands, palms up, and put them on the table. In the palms of his hands, dark red light marks appeared out of thin air, intertwining with each other, forming two slowly rotating ancient seals.
On the top floor of the Taigu Hotel, Zhao Huainan put down the tablet in his hand, stood up and rubbed his eyes. The computer screen gathers all the information related to the hero, and the side is densely filled with various analysis notes.
Zhao Huainan walked to Lou Jun, who was swinging his fist into the air in the other corner of the room, and called: "Lou Jun." ”
"Are you going to start?"
"Hmm. ”
Lou Jun picked up a large soft towel and wiped the sweat on his face. "I'll come right over. ”
Zhao Huainan nodded, walked to Lu Weishuang, who had been meditating quietly, and said in a low voice: "Miss Lu, I have to rely on you again." ”
Lu Weishuang slowly opened her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "You should know what I participated in this deer game for, but I didn't deceive gods and ghosts with you." How long are you going to fool around like this?"
"I have some new ideas, and I might be able to make a difference, but I'll have to put things on the ground first. Zhao Huainan said with a smiling face, with a little flattery, a little embarrassment, and a little helplessness in his tone.
"Hey. Lu Weishuang sighed, said no more, and walked straight to the conference table with Zhao Huainan and sat down.
At this time, Lou Jun had already come over. However, before he could sit down, Lu Weishuang had already covered her nose with a disgusted face and said, "It stinks to death." Please don't come within ten meters of me, Mr. Muscle Fool. ”
"Huh?" Lou Jun snorted, and was about to sneer at him, but Zhao Huainan hurriedly patted him on the shoulder to soothe him.
"Oh, here we go. Lu Weishuang rarely did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but narrowed his eyes, and the feeling of the whole person instantly became ethereal, as if the fog was not in the world.
She stretched out her right hand, palm upward, and a simple seal composed of dark red light marks slowly formed in her palm.
In the rolling mountains to the southeast of the city, a quiet and elegant mountain villa is hidden in the lush greenery.
With the mountain villa as the center, one circle after another of dark sentinels are staggered and dense, forming a three-dimensional defense network without any dead ends.
The mountains are hazy, the night breeze is slightly cold, and on the balcony on the south side of the villa, fireworks and a tall woman overlook the mountain scenery in the night breeze.
"The mountains are cloudy, and the sky is sticky and withered. Qin Shaoyou used to draw words, and it was natural to be interesting, but this opening made people can't help but applaud. The woman chanted Qin Guan's "Man Tingfang", patted the railing with her hand, and sighed sincerely.
The night breeze ruffled her short ear-length hair, and the mountains tinted the side of her face a bluish hue. Her appearance is too resolute for a woman, and her sharp lines are inherently aggressive and oppressive. But her eyes that are always clear and sincere dilute this aggression and turn it into an awe-inspiring demeanor.
"Outside the slanting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and the flowing water surrounds the lonely village. These three sentences are all paintings, and they are better than paintings, they are really master's handwritings, and they are sung through the ages. She played with the words and sentences at the mountain scenery, and couldn't help but sigh with great interest: "It's a pity that such a term has been used to develop weapons, which is really a great scenery, a great scenery." ”
"Hanabi, you say yes and no. Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I just felt it, and I didn't vomit or feel unhappy. ”
Hanabi smiled: "That's true, why apologize." ”
"Oh, is it about to start so soon?" the woman suddenly moved, stretched out her right hand, and a dark red seal with interlaced light marks appeared out of thin air.
"Hanabi, you go to the conference room first. I sent someone to invite Fuxian and Uncle Zhang over. ”
At the mouth of the sea to the west of the city, a large luxury yacht is quietly moored on the shore.
The yacht is brightly lit and glows in the thick of the night, like a moving palace on the sea.
In the hall on the second floor of the yacht, the lights are dazzling, the music is noisy, and a young man in his twenties is holding a wine glass in one hand and a beauty in the other, recklessly carnivaling. His handsome face had become distorted by excessive excitement, and despite his young age, his eyebrows were already covered with excessive fatigue.
Suddenly, the young man's face changed, he waved away the beautiful woman beside him, took the towel from the waiter's hand, wiped it on his face, and hurried to a secret room in the yacht.
The light in the room was dim, and Yan Huan stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was one with the darkness in the room.
The young man looked at the ghostly back in front of him, his body was full of cold sweat, he respectfully stretched out his hands, holding a simple seal glowing with dark red light, and waited for Yan Huan's instructions tremblingly.