43 Mystical Symmetry (5)

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The iron-gray night, indifferent and lonely, time seems to be stretched unlimitedly, so that people can never escape this unique ethereal feeling like in the Need for Speed game, Gulou West Street.

At two o'clock in the morning, the rain was in full swing.

If anyone notices this torrential rain, they will be worried about the possible flooding in this late autumn. The rain fell in the middle of the night, and there was no sign of stopping, and the bean-sized raindrops flew wildly, slapping everything they could touch, and then bursting into a cloud of mist and water.

If anyone notices.

After midnight, the traffic on the street gradually thinned, coupled with the heavy rain, there was not a single car on West Street at this moment, as silent as the end of the world. Of course, we must exclude the black Toyota nanny car that is rickety and rushing like a wild horse from the very center of West Street.

"Eighth lap, huh?" Ding Qing curled up comfortably in his seat at this moment. It seemed to him that there was no movement at this time, and it seemed that the night was almost over, and he could quickly bury himself in the comfortable bed of the hotel.

"Yes, Brother Ding! According to the latest announcement from the transportation department, the average precipitation of heavy rain in the past hour is 50mm, and there is a place on the outer street that is flooded, and we will have to change the route later! Roya, who was in the passenger seat, dropped his huge headphones to his neck and reported loudly with energy. This is the sequelae of drinking two cans of Red Bull and three cups of coffee, the whole person is light, but it seems to be full of strength, and it seems that the entire world can be trampled underfoot.

"In this case, after a while, we will find a place to shelter from the rain, anyway, there are no cars on the road, we can drive fast, and we can quickly arrive where something happens." Ding Qing loosened his tie and stuffed it into the chest pocket of his suit.

"Oh, no." Alex, with his ponytail, suddenly screamed. Originally from Germany, she has always been rigorous and calm like a soldier. And for a soldier to make such a sudden exclamation, unless he encounters an enemy.

"Boss, look at this!" Alex handed the Ipad to Ding Qing, and the picture on it was the dynamic monitoring of a nearby neighborhood.

The streets are empty and spacious, the ground shakes under the surprise of raindrops, and the yellow street lamps reflect the nearby road surface into a sea of gold. And in the center of this ocean, a slender shadow slowly walked over.

Ding Qing's fingertips shook a little excitedly, and after two strokes on the surface of the Ipad, the camera on the street lamp adjusted the angle slightly, and more raindrops hit the surface of the camera, and then converged into a stream of water and fell.

Through this mottled and fragmented flow of water, Ding Qing finally saw the figure clearly.

At two o'clock in the morning, those who are still strolling on the streets are not crazy, they must be drunk. But on this rainy night, even the madman knows that he is alone in a warm corner, and the drunk will clutch his bottle and pour it on the high seat at the bar, and it stands to reason that no one will appear on the street under the rainstorm.

What's more, the person who appeared on the street, in a gothic retro suit, had silver hair like in anime. And, of course, those scarlet eyes. Those eyes were moving, even if Ding Qing saw it through the signal of the camera and the Pad, he couldn't help but send out a chill from the bottom of his heart. That red is a representation of blood and evil, as if the devil will burst out of that red in the next second.

"Turn left at the next intersection, Old Gulou Street." Ding Qing's voice became mechanical and hoarse, the result of his forcible fear in his heart.

The next moment, Ding Qing's pupils suddenly dilated, he tried to unbutton the button in his throat, and began to breathe heavily in the somewhat turbid oxygen in the car.

That's because, after he unconsciously turned up the camera magnification, an even more surprising fact appeared in front of his eyes.

This silver-haired and red-eyed young man turned out to be dry.

Yes, with an average rainfall of 50mm in this hour, a heavy rainstorm that is rare in a century, without an umbrella and any shelter, his body is dry.

There seemed to be an invisible wall of air enveloping the man's body, and about five centimeters from any of his skins, the raindrops began to divert. It was as if the tide had hit the rocks, and every drop of rain was scattered silently in vain. The subtle rain began to form a curtain of water, slowly flowing down the surface of the person's body, so that it was impossible to see his face clearly, only letting Ding Qing remember his scarlet eyes.

"Get your weapons out, and pray like your gods now, because in the next moment, we will be very close to death." Ding Qing took out the cigar again and took a deep sip. He made a wish in his heart that if he could spend tonight smoothly, he would definitely meet the rising sun and set this precious guy on fire and enjoy the pleasure of being alive.

Hamilton is a good driver indeed. From the moment Ding Qing gave the order, until the Toyota turned onto the old Gulou Street, it took less than 2 minutes in total. Toyota's tires arc in a sea of gold, and the hub, which spins at top speed, brings up waves, and through the blurred front windshield of the Toyota, Hamilton sees the back of the person who is walking comfortably.

With a creak, the Toyota car with the momentum of about to roll over, and finally rushed to the front of the figure from the side, a total of six team members in the car jumped down, they used the Toyota car as a block, or squatting or standing, holding an automatic ** and a simple cold weapon, with the most standard American SWAT blasting formation, blocking the figure that was kicking the golden splash forward.

The footsteps stopped, but the thin water curtain did not disappear, and every member of the team saw the red eyes that seemed to crawl out of the Shura field. Beads of sweat mixed with rain ran from the faces of the team members, and their fingers clenched their weapons harder.

Although the rain was pouring down, and the sound of alarms and dogs barking could be heard faintly in the distance, the streets were like a grand and silent silent movie. Ding Qing's gaze moved from the faces of the team members one by one, they have been acting together for many years and have tacitly understood that as long as they look at each other, the team members can read Ding Qing's thoughts.

And at this moment, Ding Qing's eyes are warm and resolute, the warmth is that the captain will always be the one who stands in front of the team members, and the decisive thing is that the captain will throw a lonely back to the team members, and then walk towards the enemy step by step, like a brave man who wants to step into hell.

Ding Qing held a pair of iron rulers in his hands, in ancient times, this guy was called a point ruler, and later it was passed to Dongying and was transformed into a ronin fork, that is, in the famous anime Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the weapon used by Raphael.

The iron ruler skillfully pulled a trick, and hundreds of raindrops stabbed like swords at the figure behind the water curtain. But a second later, the raindrops merged into the curtain of water, like pebbles thrown into the sea, without a sound.

"Are you a human or a demon?" Ding Qing asked loudly. In the face of a tricky enemy, he was not too anxious. No one will die in a hurry, even if Ding Qing feels that this battle may be the last battle of his life, he will definitely enjoy the thrill and wanton of fighting alive every second.

The figure held out his hand. And at this moment, the world seems to be reversed, time seems to stop, every moment the raindrops are suspended in the air, and the water curtain disappears. Ding Qing finally saw the face that was close at hand.

It is a rather handsome face, with sharp edges and delicate facial features. However, everyone, including Ding Qing, had a hallucination, as if what they saw was the face of a demon sneering at them inside the gate of hell burning with black flames. A ferocious, dark, smiling air currents spread from this face and swept across the street. Everyone has a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts. This sense of powerlessness comes from the difference in rank, just like human beings can only bow down in front of the gods, in front of this handsome face, they can only pestle weakly, let others slaughter, like fish and meat.

"Hmph." This is the only syllable pronounced by young people. The silver hair flicked, and the scarlet eyes swept faintly, and then the young man turned his back and kicked the water on the street again.

The team members all looked at each other, their subconscious duty reminded them to be brave enough to catch up, but the unintentional glance of the young man just now made their courage fall apart and disappear.

The young man who was gradually moving away snapped his fingers with his outstretched right hand.

The next moment, the raindrops fell violently, and time began to continue to flow, and the night was still as black as ink and as hard as iron.

The team members gasped for breath and knelt on the drenched streets, letting the rain wash over their depleted bodies. Ding Qing was the only one who was barely standing, but he coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood fell to the ground, washed away by the raindrops and turned a faint pink.

Ding Qing threw down the iron ruler and trembled as he took out the cigar from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. Although it was still a long time before dawn and the rising sun, he couldn't wait to embrace the beauty of life again.

", who's giving me a fire? Also, what is the origin of this guy, it shouldn't be a demon, what is more terrifying than a demon? Ding Qing looked at the already empty streets in the distance, and shouted weakly and loudly.

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