From his expression, MJ realized that he had discovered something very strict. A wave of panic and powerlessness instantly welled up in his heart. But he still held on to one in ten thousand hopes, and insisted on asking, "...... Yours...... Acquaintances? ”

Meng Ao stared at the person's information on the screen for a long time before saying, "I'm from the Secret Service Mansion. ”

He turned his head to look at MJ and leaned back in his chair, his lips trembling a little, "I know this person." ”

He paused for a long time after saying this, and frowned again, as if thinking about something. MJ waited uneasily.

In the end, Meng Ao sighed dejectedly.

He put one hand on his forehead: "I used to be in the secret service, not an executive officer. I'm also in logistics. ”

MJ noticed that his voice had calmed down. But this calm seems to mean something worse.

"At that time, our director's surname was Zhang, and his name was Zhang Chaoyang." Meng Yao muttered, "You may not have heard of this person. You were a teenager when he committed the crime, and you didn't understand. But his daughter ...... It's called Zhang Kesong. ”

MJ blinked, stunned: "...... That one? ”

"Yes." Meng Ao said, "I was engaged in logistics, and there were not many capable people at that time, and I was almost familiar with the information of the capable people registered in Pingyang. This person...... I know this Ma Xinyu, I remember. ”

She ...... Is it strong? MJ asked in a low voice which one is stronger to read novels on mobile phones? Mobile Reading Network.

"At that time, her ability was optical camouflage. It has nothing to do with strong and. Meng Ao's voice was still calm, but it made MJ feel a chill all over his body - he felt that kind of desperate calm.

But she has two friends. One is named Harumi Kitagawa who was the king of ice, snow and wind at that time. The other ......" Meng Ao looked up at MJ, "It's called Li Zhen." ”

MJ frowned: "Who's that?" ”

He recalled whether there was a person named Li Zhen in his impression, but he couldn't find it. The next moment, when he saw Meng Yao's godless eyes, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!

Of course he knows the "Li Zhen" that everyone knows, but he is such a small person. How can you compare this matter with your superiors, superiors, superiors and superiors...... Are all feared people connected?!

He opened his mouth like a fish out of water and stammered, "You say it's him...... Is it his people? ”

"It's probably his people." Meng Ao smiled bitterly, "But this Ma Xinyu later became a member of the organization." Another name you should know - Decisively. The head of the organization. ”

But the man's name didn't make MJ feel better.

That's the same ...... People like him feel out of reach, and they never thought of people who would have any intersection with each other.

He suddenly realized that he felt that there was something wrong with Ma Xinyu that day.

She does have a military flavor on her. But not the taste of the army. That's the smell of "organization" -- just as strict discipline can be bolder and wilder.

"That'...... Why are you still telling me this? What are we going to do? MJ clenched his fists, "Let's go!" Don't stay here! ”

Meng Ao looked at him: "Respond and then come to take over as the director of the Security Bureau of the Secret Service Mansion." After that, the Secret Service was abolished. But Dai Bingcheng - you should know this person - is still secretly supporting those who should resolutely rein in the secret service. The organization we know now is actually roughly equivalent to the former secret service. ”

He shook his head and looked at MJ: "You are still young, you haven't experienced that time. You don't know what kind of storage the secret service office is...... A hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff. The day before yesterday, Ma Xinyu found you, hehe...... Do you think we'll be able to leave today? ”

"Old Meng, this is not you!" MJ stood up abruptly, "Isn't it just going my way." Did you resell some scrap metal?! What's the matter at a time like this? It's too late for so many people to flee for their lives! When we go to the sky, can they still trouble us specifically for the thousands of tons of scrap iron at the Antarctic station? What do you want? ”

"Hahahaha! Scrap! Meng Ao suddenly laughed and looked at MJ, "Scrap iron? Do you know what you're involved in?! ”

MJ felt his body freeze completely. He tried to flex his tight fingers and squeeze a voice out between his teeth, "You know I did it at the Great Wall Station. So the other day you came to me and said that now the space-based station project has been completed, and resources are even more tight. You and I opened the way and sold the scrap steel from the abandoned Great Wall Station - you said that this was done, and that the money would be used to make some money, so that I and my family could go to heaven - did you tell me that? What else could be going on?! ”

"Hey, hey." Meng Ao patted the armrest of the chair and ripped open his collar. Looking up at MJ, "People die for money, birds die for food." If you didn't agree to me, maybe I'll find someone else. What's the matter? Let me tell you this. Bullshit steel, I don't like that little thing. We used your way to send someone over. The man, who went to wake up a man, came back. ”

"Next. Hey. Meng Ao looked out the window, "The volcano erupted. ”

MJ took a step back in disbelief: "What do you mean?" You guys? Who are you? ”

The next moment he took a step forward and thought of another question: "Are you lying to me?" You didn't want to send me to heaven?! ”

Meng Ao looked at him with pity: "Heaven? Do you know how many people can go to heaven? 700,000? Half a million? Lakh? you, ten thousand! Hear me clearly, ten thousand! Your turn to get you?! ”

"As for who we are? Hehe...... We're killing. It's also saving people! ”

"I'm going to kill you right now!" MJ yelled and rushed forward.

But he only took two steps to contain the momentum of the forward rush. Because he saw a silhouette gradually revealing behind Meng Ao.

He quickly saw clearly. It was the woman who had approached him.

Ma Xinyu.

"Behind you!" He immediately screamed.

Meng Ao's pupils constricted, and he immediately turned around. But he didn't see anything - only MJ shouted again: "You're ahead!" ”

He turned his head again to find a woman standing in front of his computer, tapping her hand at his screen. It's like clicking on your own computer.

She was looking up the text on Meng Ao's computer. Almost at the same time, MJ and Meng Ao reached out to her to push her away. These two men have never been so annoyed that they are not the kind of people who are super capable of fighting - in that case, they will not be as desperate as they are now, at least there will be a little hope.

But their hands penetrated Ma Xinyu's body. It stirs up only a ripple in the air.

She is a transparent person, like a phantom, and does not exist in this world.

Ma Xinyu turned her face to look at MJ and stretched out three fingers to him: "I heard it." You're good to go. ”

MJ opened his mouth: "Huh? ”

"Three seconds." Ma Xinyu said.

MJ hesitated for two seconds. In the third second, Fu Zhi's soul woke up like a dream, turned his head and ran out of Meng Ao's office.

Ma Xinyu turned his head to look at Meng Ao and sat on his desk with his arms crossed. Nodding: "There are still three kings outside." Go ahead. Who do you do things for. ”

MJ stumbled out of the Department of Defense building and swooped through three blocks in one fell swoop.

Eventually, he ran into a secluded alley, holding on to the wall and gasping for air, smelling the slight smell of blood in his throat.

What had just happened, a minute or two ago, seemed like a huge nightmare now when he thought about it—he could never have thought of the boldest thing he had ever done in his life...... At least the one thing he thought was the most daring thing he thought was terrifying.

The smell of the air choked his throat, and he glanced up at the inky sky.

If someone told him that such an apocalyptic scene was caused by one person or a handful of people, he would have thought that those people were mad and inhumane.

But now he knows...... I was even involved in this matter.

The question is...... What did he do? What about Shen Zhuo and his son?

Meng Ao, that bastard is playing him!!

With a sense of frustration that he didn't know how to vent, MJ slammed the wall.

He was so hard. So much so that he felt that the whole wall had been smashed by him and trembled slightly. MJ thought it was his hallucination, but the next moment he felt unsteady on his feet.

He seemed to be standing on a bumpy bus.

Not an illusion. It was the whole earth that trembled.

There was an earthquake.

MJ glanced up at the thirteen-story building next to the alley, and rushed out without saying a word.

The loud but dim streets were filled with screams, and the streetlights began to flicker on and off. As soon as MJ rushed out of the alley, he heard the sound of a continuous glass popping. Then the sky began to rain debris - broken glass, small objects that were not secured, ventilation fans hanging from the walls, debris that had been shaken off buildings.

He glanced at the tall buildings on either side, took a breath and continued to run.

His wife, son, and children are still at home - his house is on the fourteenth floor!!

But the journey home became extremely difficult and dangerous.

Because on the street, it's not ordinary people ten years ago.

He had already witnessed the death of four people in a minute. Not by natural disasters, but by man-made disasters. For example, a strong man in a dirty blue coveralls rushed out of the unit door of a building. There were three more people in front of him - three people who were knocked to the ground by him. One of them separated from the flesh, and the two were directly blasted into the crowd by his brute force. Another piece of smashing.

Too many people have the power that they can't control. In the past, he may have barely learned to follow the rules under the high-pressure policy, but at such a life-and-death juncture, this hidden danger finally burst out.

MJ felt like he had never experienced such a thrilling night. Even in the past, when the world was in turmoil, he was lucky enough to be in the safe zone. But this time his good fortune seemed to be coming to an end.

He couldn't remember how he had reached his downstairs in the dark - the tremors were getting stronger, and the street lights on the side of the street had gone out. At this time, there were still people running out of the corridor.

MJ didn't dare to rush up against the flow of people. In this case, even a group of ordinary people could trample him to death. Not to mention a group of capable people.

Of course, he is also a capable person, but what he is best at is the processing of the number of jù streams.

He could only shout Shen Zhuo's name in the dark. But his voice was also insignificant in the chaotic crowd.

More violent tremors came.

MJ was flipped to the ground. More people overwhelmed him. Before he lost consciousness, he saw through the gaps between the arms and thighs of a pile of people that there were fires in the windows of the tall building in front of him. Then the tall building collapsed, took over the whole world, and pressed against him.

That's when he thought, I should hug my son before I go out.

Twenty-one hours after the eruption of the Antarctic volcano. A massive earthquake measuring 9 on the Richter scale struck the city of Jinxi, 65 kilometers northwest of Binh Duong.

But this is just one example of a powerful earthquake around the world that night.

Actually, MJ should be glad. At least for the time being.

Because at least. The northeastern part of the Asian continent is not split in half like Europe and Africa.

If you look at it from the perspective of Bala, who is now on top of the space station, or Yu Ziqing, who is disguised as Li Zhen, there will be two blood-red wounds on the earth's body.

One is the former Great Rift Valley -- which cracked even bigger. It is so big that it divides the remaining three-quarters of Africa into east and west. The rift became a wide strait, but instead of seawater, it was filled with fiery magma. Billions of tons of seawater are evaporated. In space, white water vapor can be seen dispersing the black clouds above the African continent, like a giant white eye.

Another "white eye" in Europe. The term "Western Europe" forever became history, replaced by a sea of magma.

The two white eyes stood up wickedly, as if the giant being was angry, staring coldly at the humans on the space-based station.

The third day after the earthquake.

MJ walks through the ruins, hoping to find something to eat.

He smelled a lot of suspicious smells—something like rotting food. But he generally doesn't dare to look at the source of the smell. Because it could be a rotting human body in the ruins.

Or......

Don't think. MJ said to himself. He'd been saying this to himself ever since he saw a familiar piece of clothing in a pile of flesh and blood in the ruins two days ago.

He didn't dare to get too close to the crowd either.

In fact, on the first day after the earthquake, he woke up and discovered something that made him hopeless, and he tried to use his memory to travel through the city where he could no longer see the original appearance, intending to go to the Ascension Point. He once sent off Li Yanhua there.

He knew that there was ascension equipment there—even this kind of thing could be made, and that there must be safeguards in place against a disaster of this magnitude.

He was right. Before the earthquake. The Ascension Point is a low, four-story building flanked by towering buildings - it seems to stand at the feet of a group of giants. But by the time MJ saw it again, it had already stood out from the crowd. The tall buildings around it had all collapsed, but the four-story building was still the same as before, and not even a single piece of the wall skin had been peeled off.

In fact, there is not a single wreck of the building within a radius of 50 meters. The power of some powerful person or certain device resisted the impact of the collapsed tower, and it became the last paradise in the ruins. MJ was overjoyed and ready to squeeze through the crowd and tell them that he was the director of the Binh Duong Ascension Office - he wanted to ascend to heaven.

Because at least there's a Li firework over there.

He even wondered how he would explain if he saw her again over there—"That sorry just said." I'm sorry to leave you alone ahead of time, and I can't be with you."

But as he struggled to squeeze to the front row, he saw a display appear on the outer wall of the Ascension Point. The names and avatars of several Class A wanted criminals scrolled on it.

Himself. Impressive!

At this moment, MJ realized that the organization might have let it go.

But the imperial government did not.

He immediately lowered his head and covered his face with his hands. Then feel the warm liquid seep into your palm. In fact, he didn't know why he was crying - there was no special affection in his heart at that time. There is no sense of hopelessness, no grief, no fear, only numbness.

What could be worse? There is nothing left anyway. Except for death.

MJ felt tired. So he found a place to sit down.

The wind was very strong, the kind of wind that was choking, and the color could almost be seen clearly.

He thought it was probably daytime, but it was only the same as the evening it used to be. Heaven and earth were gray, and no one was seen a few meters away. He also felt that his lungs were becoming more and more overwhelmed. Maybe someone crushed him that night. But there was nothing he could do.

He gasped wearily until he heard footsteps.

It stands to reason that he should have gone into hiding immediately - who knows if anyone would have seen his wanted warrant and sent him over...... Change the place to ascend to heaven?

But he felt powerless, and his mind was dizzy. He didn't want to move.

Footsteps stopped beside him, and the visitor leaned over to look at him. MJ also lifted a slit of his eyelids to look at the man.

In the dim background, he saw the faces of the comers. It's familiar. MJ's special abilities quickly reminded him of who this person was. Three days ago in the evening, after he had sent Li Yanhua away, he had seen this man in front of the door.

This person's name was Liu Cheng, and he stuffed a bag of Feiyun into his hand. But he dropped the pack of cigarettes on the ground.

"Yo, it's you." Liu Cheng said. He took a few steps around the MJ and looked him up and down.

"How did you get to this point? Didn't you ascend to heaven? Liu Cheng asked.

MJ couldn't hear his tone clearly, because the wind was loud.

He raised his hand sluggishly: "Leave me alone. I want to be alone. ”

But Liu Cheng rubbed his hands and grinned: "Look at what you said, after all, there is a relationship, how can I ignore you?" ”

These were the first words that MJ had heard in three days, and it made him feel some warm words in his heart.

"I don't want to trouble you." He whispered weakly, "I'm just—"

Then he saw Liu Cheng take a few steps back, and heard him tear his throat: "There is a wanted criminal here!" It's what you want to catch at the Ascension Point!! ”

MJ was stunned. Suddenly, with the last bit of strength, he burst out laughing.

At this time, he remembered Li Yanhua again. (To be continued......) I1292