No.558 A leaf knows autumn
"Miss, it's cold, please go back and rest."
Shanova's maid stood behind her and called softly, but Shanova, who was sitting on a manor bench quietly sketching, only waved silently and told her to leave on her own.
The maid did not dare to say more, and left the place silently, leaving Shanova alone in the red-eyed manor to record time with a paintbrush.
In fact, Shanova is an artistic genius, her oil paintings have long been listed in the ranks of the world, and almost all of the jewelry she designs are champion designs. At the same time, she was also a fashion, architectural, and automotive designer, and even designed the new auditorium of the Moscow Orthodox Church.
It's a hobby and the only way for her to express her affection. Just like Wang Jian still has the urge to collect waste when he has nothing to do, this is more of a personal hobby and has nothing to do with identity.
Her short silver hair was blown by the cold autumn wind, and her delicate nose was already red, but her expression was still extremely focused, meticulously depicting her mood on the sketch paper.
"You." Katyusha came at some point, put a coat on her, then put her arms around her neck from behind, and pressed her face to her face: "Your paintings are getting more and more desperate, and a week ago they were full of life. β
Shanova only answered indistinctly from the depths of her throat, and there were no more words or movements. Her beautiful pupils were lifeless in the blue-gray sky, and she looked like dead grass that had lost its life.
"Alright, cheer up. Stuttgart is coming. β
Shanova snorted, didn't look back, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Let him come." β
Katyusha touched Shanova's face lightly, then sighed deeply, and glanced back at Shanova every two steps. And shook his head helplessly.
After a while, the handsome and sunny Stuttgart slowly walked in wearing a brown and black trench coat and a very designed hat.
In fact, Stuttgart, as a man of the same race as Shanova, has inherited almost all the excellent characteristics of men of this race, three-dimensional facial features, deep eyes, short and hard dark blonde hair, well-defined muscles and strong limbs, almost the same as Shanova, he can be regarded as a handsome man in all aesthetic systems, and even once attended a meeting in Saudi Arabia, and was almost denied entry by King Abdullah at the airport because he was too handsome.
"Miss, I think." Stuttgart did not kneel this time. Instead, she naturally sat next to Shanova, but still kept a distance of about one meter: "I have become the strongest man in the world." β
Shanova still did not look back, and replied indifferently and firmly: "In the past." β
Stuttgart's brow furrowed, but he still stood up, silently standing across from Shanova. Standing with his hands down: "My body function is more than 175 percent as shown on the form, and my test result yesterday was 310 percent. β
"Good." Shanova then looked up. Looking Stuttgart up and down: "Are you sure?" β
Stuttgart did not speak. He smiled confidently, then bent down and picked up a stone, and with a wave of his hand, the stone burst into a whistling sound in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced a poplar tree about the size of a bowl.
"Miss, I want to ...... What Wang Jian can do now. I can too. Stuttgart stood in front of Shanova and spread her hands: "Really, I feel like I'm full of strength right now." β
As soon as Shanova heard the words Wang Jian, her face darkened, and her tone became even colder. She looked up at Stuttgart, her eyes as cold as the autumn wind: "Your strength is given to you by me, who gave you the right to be complacent?" β
Originally, Stuttgart also wanted to ask for credit in front of Shanova, just like the puppy who helped the owner retrieve the wallet want to be rewarded with a gentle pat on the head from the owner. But at this moment, he was completely desperate, although the old butler told him not to have any thoughts about Shanova, but he was always unwilling to try, he felt that one day he could move Shanova and make her stone heart as soft as cotton.
He doesn't care if he's rich now, because his family fortune is enough for him to live comfortably for several lifetimes. He doesn't care if he's powerful or not, because his dream now is to hide in the country, plant a few acres of potatoes with the woman he loves, and then use the recipe he invented to brew the world's best vodka. Later, when he has a child, he will be able to pass on the formula to the child, so that he can inherit something unique in this world.
But Shanova made him desperate again and again. Before he came, he had already made a very difficult decision, and if Shanova gave him even a gentle smile this time, he would tear up all the plans that had been made.
Can...... This time, not only did he not get a smile from Shanova, but he didn't even have a word of concern. As a participant and developer of the human augmentation project herself, she certainly knows how brutal the augmentation process can be, with many people breaking down because of Juliè's pain or death. Stuttgart has naturally suffered the same hardships so far, but she really ...... I really didn't even ask.
"That ......" Stuttgart endured the intense grievance and heartbreaking pain, and bowed deeply to Shanova: "Miss, I'm leaving......"
Shanova didn't even look at him, just waved his hand impatiently to let him go.
He laughed to himself, and as he walked out of the carved and brushed door, he turned and waved at Shanova from afar, then turned and strode out.
Three hours later......
"Stop playing, something big is wrong." Wang Jian's tone on the phone was hurried: "Come to the conference room." β
Wang Jian, who was suppressed by the bandits' firepower and couldn't raise his head, was stunned: "What's wrong?" β
"Heaven's Gate Split!"
"What!" Wang Jian shouted and stood up: "When is it!" β
As soon as he stood up, the LED light on his helmet lit up, and if it was a real battle, his head would have already become a watermelon that fell from the fifteenth floor.
But he didn't care at all, and patted Yang Yue, who was stubbornly resisting next to him: "The Gate of Heaven is split." β
Yang Yue's eyes widened suddenly: "What do you mean?" β
"No, I'll go to the conference room first."
He's gone. Yang Yue, Xiao Jin, and Tian Er, who had already died, all stood up, and then the tongguo walkie-talkie notified Dawei and Jiang Zhiyuan, who were in ambush.
Moment...... Wang Jian's main forces of the anti-terrorist camp all surrendered, and in less than three minutes, the anti-terrorist camp surrendered on all fronts. When they walked out, Liang Huanhuan blinked his eyes and asked loudly, "What kind of trouble are you guys doing!" β
"Something big is wrong, you guys play first." Wang Jian couldn't stop there, and said as he walked: "The Gate of Heaven has split!" β
Liang Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then pouted: "They are not in the same system as me, and they have nothing to do with me." Then you go and toss, I have to organize a second wave of reserves to go up and attack. Making money is much more important than yours. Hurry up and die. β
Wang Jian nodded, and came to the conference room with a bunch of people behind him who couldn't even bother to unload their equipment. After entering, he found that the Great Sage, Wang Jianhe, Lao Zhangren, Mud Bodhisattva, and Lao Zhangren's junior disciples were already sitting inside, with a stern expression.
"What's going on?"
Wang Jian flipped through the notebook: "Fifteen minutes ago, an organization that I hadn't heard of announced its complete independence from the Gate of Heaven. Seventy percent of the top brass in it are the elders of the Gates of Heaven. "What does that mean?" Wang Jian looked at the slide: "Who is their leader?" β
"A prequel to self-destruction if you do too much injustice." Wang Jian smiled: "This incident happened after Shanova shot fifty high-ranking people yesterday, and it is not unconnected. The leader of this self-proclaimed Santa Quera organization. It's our old acquaintance. Stuttgart. β
Wang Jian frowned: "She killed those high-level officials, did she claim that Hongmen did it?" β
"That's right, so this time something interesting also appeared, and the remaining thirty percent of the top 30 percent of this Santa Quila are...... Our little junior brother Ah Dog's zuoyou hands. At the press conference in Stuttgart, Wang Dehai's representative also handed over a congratulatory letter. Wang Jian smiled: "He is actually a rare talent." It easily occupies half of the country. β
Tianji touched his chin: "No, no, there is Katyusha over there, it is impossible for her not to find out about this kind of thing." β
She ...... Haha, do you know what's going on at the Heavenly Society's headquarters? They issued the announcement 10 minutes ago. Declared hostility with Santa Quila and Hongmen from now on. Wang Jian propped his hands on the table: "I don't think any of them thought that this Stuttgart would mutiny without warning." β
"Why don't you guard against it......" Wang Jian turned his head to look at Xiao Jin and Tianrener: "What do you think?" β
"Because of this." Kim pulled up the photo of Stuttgart at the press conference, then enlarged it and pointed to his neck and said, "Here, have you seen this?" β
Wang Jian took a closer look and found that there was indeed a beautiful metal collar: "What is this?" β
"This is an explosive collar, even if it is Lao Wang, you can't directly resist this thing, which is about ten kilograms of TNT and explodes on the neck." Xiao Jin crossed his arms: "This is the fundamental source of their confidence. β
"I know this, this is the collar that my teacher invented when I was training at the CIA." Yang Yue squinted: "I was still wondering why he kept wearing a neck sleeve, but now I know it, it turns out that he has this on his neck." β
Wang Jian was silent for a while: "Why didn't it explode." β
"Because...... This is simply fake. Wang Jian laughed out loud: "Shanova once ordered to get rid of his minister and his henchmen, Stuttgart is the executor, and you still don't qΔ«ngchu about the things here?" β
"He didn't kill that person, which means ......" Yang Yue snapped her fingers: "My teacher is still alive, and helped him relieve the crisis on his neck, hiding from the world." Now we're pretty much sure that these guys are actually in a court play. β
"It's still a Qing court drama." Xiao Jin propped himself on the table with one hand and made a snapping sound: "Give us at least half a year to win!" β
Wang Jian touched his chin, leaned against the wall and thought: "They should be allies with Hongmen, and now we are the weakest?" β
"Yes, although this split has cost the Gates of Heaven at least thirty percent of their power, they are still the strongest. And the alliance between Hongmen and this Santa Quila is undoubtedly equivalent to eating up thirty percent of the strength of the Heavenly Society, and we have become the weakest in comparison. Xiao Jin blinked: "But there is an advantage...... They formed a balance now and we won the time. Now we just need to watch the performances of both of them while doing our things in an orderly manner, Lao Wang really has the aura of the protagonist. What a blessing. β
The three parties are basically unalignable, but now it seems that the Heaven Society is estimated to be chaotic for a while, and Ah Gou and Stuttgart also have to beware of the crazy counterattack of Heaven's Gate, so for a while, Wang Jian's tense nerves can finally be slightly relaxed.
Half a year is neither long nor short, as long as the pace of integration is smooth, then after half a year, when the balance between the two sides is broken, they will find that Wang Jian, a guy who is bored and farming, has raised Godzilla......
"The rest. Leave it to us old guys. The old man smiled, and then patted the mud bodhisattva: "The time you went out of the mountain this time is really delicate." β
"Heaven has a fixed number, and fate is reasonable. It's just a number, not subtle, not subtle. The mud bodhisattva took a sip of water: "You hurry up and return to China, and build the fortress first." Then start pushing out! If you don't take advantage of the fire to rob now, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future. β
Wang Jian glanced at Tian Er: "What do you think?" β
"I'll hand over a proposal within three hours." Natural Er smiled slightly: "But the next thing." I'm afraid it can only depend on luck. And in the coming month of chaos. Let's just build the bunker, at this time we go out to fish for fear that the great white shark will be fished, and we continue to play games and games. β
Wang Jian nodded: "Then do it, I'll go back tonight to sort out the domestic affairs, and I'll be over there." You can come back and catch the big fish. Brother Jian, now should be a good opportunity for you to return to Australia. β
"I'll be waiting for you outside the building by tomorrow night! You go back first, and I'll be there. The old man crossed his arms: "That's right." There are still ten days left in the Mid-Autumn Festival, see if you can find a time to visit the Bamboo Union Gang, in terms of defense, they can be regarded as strong hands among the strong hands. β
Wang Jian nodded: "I have already made an appointment with them, then I will prepare, and now I will leave for home." β
After speaking, he squeezed Tianji's hand: "I'll leave it to you here...... I'm sorry, I was on my honeymoon. β
"It's okay, we still have a lifetime to go."
Things in this world are really magical. Wang Jian felt funny when he thought about it, he just said that he wanted to see who would go crazy first, and someone over there immediately responded to his call, this ...... Wang Jian couldn't help but swear in his heart, this is really fucking excellent.
When he walked outside, although he was in a hurry, Dawei couldn't help but ridicule Wang Jian: "Just let me lift it, if it weren't for you, your little concubine would have been beautiful for at least fifty years." β
"...... What does it have to do with me. β
"You don't understand women." Dawei sighed: "If you understand, you know, you call her to comfort her, she is really beautiful, such a big beauty, you have to let go like this, it can be regarded as a big rebellion......"
"You don't know Shanova." Wang Jian smiled: "The past is over, now is not the time to talk about this." β
Only Wang Jian, Xiao Jin and Dawei went back this time, and the others continued to stay there. Now I can't mess up my side at all, otherwise not only can people see their weakness and external strength, but maybe they may even be stabbed...... Isn't this just the rivers and lakes?
I have to say that although Xiao Jin is a little lustful and perverted, she is really a good girl. She was quite reluctant to let go of the bright sunshine and the clear sand of the sea here, but it was just an idea of Wang Jian, so she followed him out of this dreamy place without hesitation, and reflexively plunged into that life of struggle.
"Wang Jian should be gone, right?" Ah Dog still didn't leave the hotel, just lying on the balcony and biting on a lollipop: "Do we have a way to make him not take advantage?" β
"There is too much meat, we can't eat it, and it's their ability to take more and take less." Bai Peony touched his belly: "The baby seems to be kicking." β
"It's early, silly wife." Ah Gou reflexively returned to the room: "I really want my father to see what his grandson looks like...... I miss my dad and Uncle Scar so much. β
"We'll get revenge." Bai Peony gently hugged Ah Gou's head: "That Wang Jian doesn't know how many grievances you have suffered, I know." I also know that you are a good person, a good man, a good husband, a good father, and a good son. β
"I really don't have any disloyalty, injustice, unbelief or filial piety......," Ah Gou said and actually cried: "There is really no ......"
"I know, I know, I know ......" Bai Peony gently patted Ah Gou's head, looking at her husband, who was calm and calm in the face of any strong enemy, but was crying like a child at this moment, and sighed softly.
"I'm going to let the gates of heaven fall apart, and I'm going to give my dad the perfect sacrifice with my own hands." Ah Gou took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized his feelings: "Trust me, I can." β
"I believe in you." Bai Peony smiled and helped Ah Gou wipe away the tears on his face: "Trust you." β
"When that happens, we'll go back to Hawaii. Reopen the restaurant at home, and I'll cook for you every day. β
"I like scrambled eggs with tomatoes." White Peony grinned: "Come on, husband." β
The weather is getting cooler, and the code word is getting a little feeling.