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Walking through the overgrown wasteland, Fell walked in a hurry. Now he has no time to be distracted by the natural scenery around him, and he is not in the mood to pay attention to the quiet breeze blowing across his face. He knew very well that his current situation was very delicate, and he also knew very well that the 'true confession' he had just made not only did not add a trace of help to him, but caused him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

However, he did not regret it.

Because since that guy has been killed according to his arrangement. His identity was revealed, and it could almost be said that it was inevitable that something would happen.

Besides, no matter how hard he tried to cover it up, it was nothing more than a little delay, so that the other party would not immediately suspect him for the time being.

In short, Fair, who has no way out, can only find a place to avoid the limelight now.

So what kind of place is suitable as a hiding place, this is probably already in his mind.

True, few people know that in the middle of the starport and the armory, there is a small transfer station that has been abandoned for a long time. Few people know that the former stationmaster of this little-known small transfer station is none other than Fair.

With his hand brushing aside the miscanthus grass, which was more than two meters high, Fell looked at the ruins from a distance, which was almost covered with vegetation, and chuckled a few times.

It's the perfect place to hide.

A natural barrier that is completely integrated with its surroundings, and its own existence is very secretive. It can be said that there is no better place to call it as a 'secret base'.

Expertly stepping over some of the low bushes, Fell had easily reached the edge of the ruins, near the wall.

After spending a little time searching for the former entrance, he saw the first sign that alerted him.

It stands to reason that this place has not been set foot by a living person for many years. But why is there a human handprint on the dusty cast-iron gate?

And, if he's not mistaken. The man who fits this palm-sized specification happens to be none other than Albert himself.

Fair, who had already realized what was going on, could of course turn around and leave immediately.

He was confident that if he wanted to run, he might still have a chance.

But that's just a few opportunities.

If Albert really wanted to keep him, he wouldn't be able to escape. It's like the 'retreat' he came up with with 'full of confidence' for himself, wasn't it easy for the other party to find out?

Realizing that he couldn't dodge horizontally or vertically, Fell pretended to be relaxed and pushed open the door that could almost be considered a void.

The light behind the door hit his face for a moment, causing Fair, who had just entered the house, to lose all his sight for a while.

Dizzy, he leaned against the doorrail and rested for a moment.

As he gradually regained his eyesight, he quickly noticed that there were at least seven or eight modified people around him.

And the leader is none other than Albert.

"You don't need such a grand welcome ceremony, do you?"

Fell pretended not to know anything, looked at the old acquaintance in front of him, and said.

"It may not be necessary to deal with other people, but for you, it is necessary. You can't just forget what you just did, do you?

To be honest, Mr. Huang was so angry that he even had to use inferior alternatives. ”

Albert looked at Fell with his almost emotionless eyes, and his tone was rather cold.

"Isn't that right? If you're here to say this, I'll just ask you to tell him 'I'm sorry.'" But I guess you're not going to do that, are you? ”

Fell secretly gathered his strength, his eyes looking around for any possible opportunity.

"That's true."

Albert rolled out his right hand, and after a slight buzzing sound, his gloved right hand shot a large amount of lightning. Seeing these extremely dangerous thunderbolts coming towards him one after another, Phil didn't care about any courtesy, and complained directly: "Hey, hey, I've known friends for so many years." There's no need to kill you right away, right? ”

Although Phil looked a little embarrassed when he was dodging the lightning. But after all, he is not an idle person, and if he wants to kill him with this level of attack, he must be a little too confident.

Presumably aware of this, Albert increased the current and gave instructions to the modders around him.

"Go and block the exit!"

When they heard Albert's order, they rushed out one after another, blocking Fair's 'escape exit' with their bodies.

"It's too much! Don't play like this. If you are so shameless, then I can only kneel and beg for mercy. ”

Fair said that after all, he had no momentum to give up.

After drawing a large buffalo on the ground, he pointed the jade pen in his hand to the gate. A large buffalo made entirely of stone rushed out, sending several of the reformers into the air.

The blockade has been torn through a gap, which is an excellent thing for Fair.

He mustered all his strength, stepped on his two fat thighs, and ran over.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the house through the torn breach, Albert hurriedly turned the ring on his glove and sent a huge pillar of lightning towards his head.

Speaking of this pillar of thunder, this is very important.

When it touched the ceiling, it instantly turned into a large net of extremely dense nature, covering it straight in the direction that Fell wanted to escape.

It can be said that if Fell continued to move forward, he would surely fall into it like a 'fish' in a net.

So, Fell's side also started to have a headache.

If he doesn't run, it's not in his interest to continue fighting Albert here.

But if you want to run, how can you run away without losing money?

Fell thought about it and thought that maybe something could help him.

Quickly smearing the pen on his body, Fell at this moment can be said to have used all his strength to modify his coat.

No, just before he hit the power grid, he finally used his ability to replace his clothes with rubber.

'Rubber insulation', the seemingly simple idea that could easily handle special situations, was the best method he came up with in a hurry.

After rushing out of the room, Fell did not hesitate at all. He continued to draw a few strokes near the gate, completely sealing the gate that could have passed.

Listening to the sound of knocking on the door, Fair's mood suddenly changed from his previous apprehension to a smile.

Still, before he left alone, he wondered why Albert wanted more food than he thought. ’

This does not conform to the concept in his memory, nor does he satisfy his estimate of his strength.

Before the mystery is completely solved, of course. Fell felt that the most important thing to do now was to find himself a hiding place that would not happen, which was the key.

So, what kind of place is suitable for him to hide?

Looking up at the miscanthus that had been tilted to the side, Phil's eyes were already reflecting the outer wall of the armory.

'yes, what could be safer than the most dangerous place?' ’

Thinking about this, Fair already knew what he had to do. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Yao Yuqin's Urban Strange Talk", " ", talk about life, find a confidant~