Pacific Ocean.

Midway West.

600 meters under the sea.

The USS Virginia nuclear submarine is a big alarm bell.

Soon, a string of passwords, a coordinate was handed over to the captain by the communications officer.

The captain knew what this meant, and while ordering the submarine to rise to a hundred meters above the surface, he checked the code with the fire controller.

He felt that with every letter he spoke, the end was one step nearer.

A minute later, under the desperate gaze of all the crew, the code was correct.

Enter coordinates.

"Captain... I suggest that I surface and receive the media news from China and the United States to see if there is a misunderstanding..."

"Surfacing? Exposing our location? ”

The captain roared, convincing both the fire controller and himself, "This is an order, we are soldiers, and it is our duty to carry out orders!" ”

"FUXK, give me the fucking coordinates!!"

The fire controller had to tremble and carry out the order, his vision was blurred by sweat and tears, and the coordinates were entered wrong three times in a row, but no one scolded him.

If you can, keep it wrong.

"Input... Done, check it is correct. ”

"Let's launch..."

The captain closed his eyes.

“... May the Lord forgive. ”

A moment later, a monstrous wave erupted on the calm sea, and sixteen submarine-launched intercontinental ** roared towards their target.

The target was so small that it couldn't be marked on a normal map.

A university.

At the same time, military facilities around the world are constantly receiving orders to attack.

Sea-based, roadbed, vehicle-mounted**.

Wells, strategic bombers, nuclear submarines.

'Topol', 'militia'.

'East Wind'

Different emission checksums, same attack coordinates.

A university.

Seventy percent of the military facilities carried out the order, the remaining thirty percent did not, and a young man even pulled out a gun to commit suicide in order to disobey the order, and every word on the blood-stained suicide note was thought-provoking:

I don't want my name to be in the Ode to the Last Day.

Countless nuclear ** with a teenager accumulated five years of hatred, towards the ordinary university in Yunhai City, the nuclear warheads they carry are converted to *** yield, enough to wipe out the slap-sized university a million times.

"That's right."

The burly boy stood in front of the giant display screen, watching countless small yellow arrows converge towards Yunhai University, and his heart was indescribably happy.

"Hao is eccentric, see it, your cherished little cub, as well as your ink boys who regard them as their own, will soon turn into the dust of the universe, this is just the beginning, there are other Qin Mo, other ink boys, none of them can run."

Harrington looked at the boy's crazy back and couldn't help but wonder if he had gone too far.

Just now, when this young man forced Zhong Sen to call and asked Lily to take Qin Mo back to Yunhai University, he thought that the university had already laid out a killing move.

It turned out that this was not the case, the young man in front of him did this just to send the thirty-five ink children cultivated by Qin Mo and Haosheng to the sky together.

Killing a Qin Mo, plus thirty or so ink boys, does it really need to be to this point?

Although the killers cultivated in the past five years are exhausted, they can still send ground troops, which is more than enough to deal with a few little kids.

Hey, after this wave of explosions, the whole world will come to the door.

Shakira, the director of Oceania who is about to manipulate the global media, is about to make up a round of big lies.

I can only hope that this madman in front of me can fulfill his promise.

New yellow arrows no longer appear on the screen, and the military installations of various countries have stopped mad dog military strikes, and they have sensed that there is a problem with the source of the attack order.

The existing yellow arrows are also turning, and some even explode directly.

But most of the ** have flown out of the remote control distance and fell straight towards Yunhai University, as long as one of them hits Yunhai University, the purpose has been achieved...

Is it?

"Harrington, get your ground forces ready, and when you're done greeting, it's time to get moving."

"What do you mean?"

The boy turned and walked towards Harrington, a pair of resentful eyes looming behind his long wavy hair.

"I mean that these guides and bombs can't do any harm to Yunhai University, Qin Mo, and Motong, this is just my greeting gift, of course, it is also to cover the ground forces approaching Yunhai University by the way."

"You're too much!"

Harrington roared, "Let me fool the whole world, just to give a greeting gift? You lunatic! ”

The word 'crazy' seemed to touch something, and the boy's face turned cold.

"Ha, that's a good point, madman, have you ever heard that? Lilith's spear, Lan Qin's sword. Chen Rusheng's trick, Feng Yao's fist..."

The young man scratched his head in confusion, "It doesn't seem to be over yet, is there a follow-up?" Hao eccentric? ”

Hao Sheng moved his eyebrows, did not speak, just watched quietly.

If it weren't for the fact that his feet and hands were tied, maybe he would have lifted Erlang's legs and lit a cigar.

Next to Haosheng, Zhong Sen had been knocked unconscious.

“... Oh yes! And one more sentence! ”

The boy laughed again, his mouth exaggeratedly split to the sides, like a wolf, a mad wolf.

"Tyrell's madness, Mo's hatred!"

"Hahahaha!"

Tyrrell laughed even more wildly, and the battle center that he had just snatched from Zhong Sen seemed to be trembling.

And Haosheng was still watching so calmly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Tyrell was very dissatisfied with Haosheng's performance, and rightfully so, for five years, he had been preparing every day and night, just hoping to see Haosheng kneel in front of him and cry.

And not as it is now, as if drinking tea.

"Hmph, you know me, that's why you are not afraid, at least for the time being, when I crucify all the people surnamed Qin Mingmo and make them the real saviors, you will start crying, and after I step on Feng Yao's fist, break Lilith's gun, and pry open Chen Rusheng's mouth, you will start to kneel."

"Where's Lan Qin?"

Harrington asked.

"What did you say?"

"What about Lan Qin? You didn't mention her just now, my agreement with you is that all ink children will die, and Qin Mo..."

"Shut up!" "Smack!"

Harrington rolled in a circle to the ground, covering his face with his right hand, and cried aggrievedly.

Like a girl, I really can't tell that he has eaten a few ink pills after joining the Freemasonry.

Lose face.

"Don't talk about Lan Qin, you're not qualified to talk about her!"

Tyrrell screamed hysterically, "Whoever dares to touch her, I will touch his whole family!" And the whole family of his family! Where is she? ”

The last question is for Haosheng.

Haosheng finally reacted.

He tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders.

smiled.

"You old thing! Don't die! ”

Tyrell's fists clenched tightly, and the air around him seemed to crack.

Then, it hung down again.

"Laugh, laugh and watch me kill Qin Mo, kill Lilith, kill Chen Rusheng, kill Feng Yao, and watch me wipe out the Heavenly Killing Tongji Society from the earth!"

Haosheng looked at Tyrell's distorted face and felt that he had to say something, otherwise the atmosphere would be too awkward.

Thereupon...

"Oh."