On the southwestern border, some nameless village.

Wolf smoke rose into the sky, and demonic red flames licked the earth, and the messy and charred black hue became the main theme of the entire village.

The reason why it is said to be a nameless village is that all the villagers who know its name are buried in this sea of fire......

"These brutes ......"

A low, angry voice echoed over the village.

At some point, five combatants in black cloaks appeared on the hillside at the back of the village, silently watching the flames raging in the village, their painful eyes reflecting the ferocity of wanting to choose people.

The combatant at the head slowly took off the hat on his head, his eyes were slightly red, and his originally angular cheeks looked more and more cold.

The remaining four combatants either wrapped a black ribbon around their arms and threw off one of their sleeves in the flames...... They have used their own ways to pay tribute to the innocent villagers in the sea of fire.

"Head!" The last combatant standing in the battle group suddenly shouted: "Let's catch up!" Those brutes can't get far...... Lao Tzu, I have to skin them alive today! ”

The combatant at the head stopped in a deep voice: "No! If you go any further, you will cross the border, and without the authorization of the court, no soldier will have the right to provoke cross-border disputes without permission! He said with no easy questioning: "This is the iron discipline of the courtyard!" ”

Hearing the word "discipline", the latter suddenly looked like a deflated ball, he sighed, shook his head helplessly, and turned to look at the sea of fire that had burned to the end, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Let's go!" The leader of the combatants waved his hand: "This border trip is beyond our plan, we can't go beyond it!" He paused: "Just report what you have seen and heard today to the courtyard truthfully, I believe that with the temper of the vice president, soon, our revenge will definitely make those bitches tremble!" ”

As if the words "Lord Vice Dean" had a wonderful magic, the soldiers admired and even were extremely convinced, and the other four nodded in unison.

The five of them slowly turned around and were about to leave.

"Huh?" The warrior at the head suddenly frowned, and his face was puzzled.

He jumped down the dirt slope and plunged into the fire, his wide black cloak flicking, and the flames flew in all directions with black rubble, carving a passage through the fire.

"Head, what's wrong?" The other four also followed into the flames, jumping like meteors in the charred and dangerous rooms, and soon caught up with the figure of the leading soldier.

"Tou......" They were about to ask the reason, but they were surprised to see the scene in front of the leader, and the second half of the words couldn't help but swallow back into their throats.

In front of the leader lay a little boy of eleven or twelve, who clutched two strange bloody weapons in his hands, and his knuckles were white and refused to let go for half a minute, as if that was his whole life.

The little boy was dripping with blood all over his body, as if he had just been salvaged from a pool of blood, and he raised his head stubbornly, and his reddish pupils shone with a rebellious light.

Although, he looked like he was dying. But the way he clutched the two weapons tightly, and the fierce gaze he stared at his head, gave the illusion that he would jump up and hurt people at any moment.

Beside the little boy, two Western-looking men fell to the ground motionless, blood flowing into two small ponds beside him, and the cut of the wound faintly glowed with metal.

Seeing this, the four black-cloaked warriors frowned in unison, transforming people! A monster that transforms one-third of its body into a cold machine! They are the most familiar with them who have fought many times.

An eleven or twelve-year-old kid kills two reformers alone!

The four warriors looked at the little boy again with a certain anticipation and surprise in their eyes, a kind of deepest intimacy after suddenly seeing their relatives and companions.

Obviously, the leader of the fighters felt the same way.

He looked at the little boy quietly, his eyes were unusually gentle, just like looking at his relatives and companions, like a father looking at his son, just like the vice president looking at ...... Warriors in the courtyard......

The leader warrior slowly squatted down and slowly stretched out his hand to the other party: "Child, come on, give me your hand ......"

The kindness from the heart made the ferocity in the little boy's eyes gradually fade.

A hint of doubt flashed in his dark crystal-like pupils, and he looked at the other man.

He struggled to prop up his upper body, looking at the man in the black cloak in front of him, at the reassuring black clouds like the ocean in front of him, at the majestic mountain peaks that cut off the scorching sea of fire

Gradually, he slowly handed his small, blood-stained hand to the broad palm......

A month later, a certain US military base in Afghanistan disappeared out of thin air.

As if it had been directly erased from the map, more than 1,000 fighters and countless advanced weapons in the entire base were all gone, leaving not even the slightest trace.

This strange incident instantly caused an uproar, and in the face of public opinion around the world and countless reporters, US President Simbama had no choice but to announce to the outside world: This is a UFO incident

……

Ten years later, along the river city.

It is a historic city that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Although the savage plough of modernization has been repeatedly cultivated over and over again on her sexy lines, in some small alleys and alleys, you can still smell a strong historical atmosphere. Tea ceremony, porcelain, antique shops and other shops stand tenaciously in the red and willow green, dotting this lively city with a few unique scenery.

It's July, and it's hot.

The sky was like a ball of fire, the clouds seemed to have melted, and when you opened the door, you could feel a hot air flow rushing towards you, and then, sweat overflowed from the hair and neck as if you didn't want money.

Even at night, the heat still rages on the ground, making citizens who do a little strenuous exercise feel like taking a sauna.

On the street, all kinds of beauties are eager to wear clothes and pants, shorter, shorter, shorter.

Shorts, hip skirts, all to the root of the thighs are still unsatisfied, some hot and bold girls have to show a little hip groove, only to feel cool and breathable.

The short and narrow clothes on the upper body, squeezing out the deep or shallow ravines are not finished, and as soon as you raise your arms, the small waist will reveal a large section of white life.

Wearing sandals or stepping on high-heeled snow-white thighs all over the street, people are dizzy.

At the beginning of the night light, the glow of the glow was scattered on this hot land, and the warm dark yellow became the main theme of the whole night.

In this dull yellow color, restless men and women always yearn for a strange passion in their hearts.

"Little sister, you wait for me, my brother has something to say to you"

On the crowded park road, Ye Chen was wearing a black T-shirt on his upper body, white-washed jeans on his lower body, black sandals on his feet, humming an out-of-tune song in his mouth, and swaying forward slowly.

His enthusiastic gaze cruised over a pair of snow-white thighs, and occasionally he couldn't help but whistle a few times when he saw a girl with long breasts, thighs and hips.

However, the results are very regrettable.

Either the other party walked away shyly, or his actions were ignored, and even some girls with spicy personalities would turn around and scold a few words.

Ye Chen's heart was full of resentment: "Didn't you say that the openness of Huaxia Guomei Paper has been in line with the world?" Why did I hook up with me for half a night, but I didn't even catch half of it? Could it be that tonight is destined to be alone in the empty room again? Ay! Men's troubles."

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