Xiang Shan only pilots the aircraft in the 021 habitat on weekdays, but he has never been in such a situation. With two huge hang gliders, take a ride high above the metropolis at night. He could bear the pain on his body, and psychologically Elfa's betrayal was something he couldn't accept no matter what. That day hit him even harder than the night Alpha left home ten years ago.

Buildings stand one after another, searchlights of different colors reach into the sky, neon lights flicker in the business district, and ants walk home.

"Where's my home?" Xiang Shan laughed self-deprecatingly. He hasn't had a home since ten years ago. Wandering in the slums in the south of the city, he simply found a good family to adopt, but when his stepfather's and stepmother's family died, he lost his home again. Today, he openly opposes the security bureau where he lives, and now he is probably the target of public criticism, right? This is the third time he has lost his home.

He took a deep breath, and Xiang Shan, who was very addicted to cigarettes, almost never left his hand. Although his combat uniform was stuffed with a bag of red clouds, he didn't have the ability to take it out, light one, and remember everything he had lost.

Ovillia's equipment actually fulfilled this humble wish for him.

One side of the net suddenly rolled up, like a dexterous hand, fumbling in the pocket of his combat suit. After a few moments, he rolled out a cigarette and handed it to his mouth. The ejector at the other end lit up the cigarette with a huge flame, and the outermost layer of paper was half ablaze. A red flame ignited around his mouth, and even his drooping hair was scorched black. But he still laughed from the bottom of his heart.

In this situation, only the comfort of tobacco can make him feel a little soothed.

"Damn, where is this!" Xiang Shan spit out the cigarette holder, only to find that he seemed to be flying more and more away, and had completely deviated from the direction of Chris's old house.

There was a fluctuation of energy from behind, and a pitch-black flying machine followed closely behind the mountain for a mile or two. Without lights, it's like a silent ghost, ready to take his life at any moment.

Xiang Shan eventually landed in an area he had never been to before, and as one of the Security Service field agents, he knew most of Habitat 021 inside out. But the place is so unfamiliar, it seems not far from the city center, and it is flanked by tall buildings, like an upscale residential area.

As soon as he landed, all the flight modules on his body and Ovillia's equipment fell off, and he fell to the ground without support.

In front of it is a single courtyard, hidden between the high-rise buildings, which looks very unique. There are even two huge stone lions at the gate, and countless copper balls are inlaid on the two solemn wooden doors in front of them. The towering plaque reads a few large letters: Winding paths lead to seclusion.

The stone lion's eyes were actually a camera, and it followed the direction of the fall towards the mountain.

Immediately after, the gate creaked open from the inside, and several figures quickly rushed out and surrounded Xiang Shan.

"So badly injured?" Wu Liao looked at Xiang Shan covered in scars and couldn't help grinning.

"Why are you here?" Xiang Shan looked at Wu Liao and his party in disbelief, and then looked at this courtyard that looked extremely luxurious.

Wu Liao exerted his strength and hugged Xiang Shan in his arms. Huanhuan watched vigilantly for a tail behind him, and Ovilia crouched on the ground to retrieve her equipment and hurriedly wiped the blood from the ground. A few people hurried back to their lodgings, and the door closed softly. The monitor in the stone lion creaked twice and returned to its original position.

The courtyard is flanked by verdant pines and cypresses, and a bluestone path is paved underfoot. There is also a delicate rockery landscape on one side, a small bridge and flowing water stand on its own, and there are a few brisk goldfish in the pond swinging their tails freely.

"Where is this?" Xiang Shan asked puzzled.

Wu Liao glanced down at Xiang Shan: "This is Chris's old mansion, you see the mess in this yard, probably only the old man of the sassy bag can make it." ”

With a bang, Wu Liao softly knocked open the wooden door in front of him and came to the main room. The neatly arranged wooden furniture, the burning candlesticks everywhere, the light gauze curtain fluttering in the window taking advantage of the evening breeze, and a vigorous screen separated the room. All of this can be called antique.

Wu Liao quietly placed Xiang Shan firmly on a bed, and Ovilia immediately moved a large healing device from not far away. The green liquid bubbled, and the long power cord went straight to the other side of the room.

"Quick, help him up and put him in the treatment chamber, his injuries can't stand any longer, let alone be so tossed just now." Ovilia said, debugging the instrument panel as she sped away.

Immersed in this cold liquid, the hot wound was much easier.

"How?" Circles leaned over and stared curiously at the data on the panel.

Ovilia frowned and shook her head slowly: "It's not good, his injuries are serious, eight broken ribs, and his kidneys are bleeding badly. Comminuted fracture of the left arm joint and comminuted fracture of the right wrist, not to mention the extent of nerve and muscular tissue damage. ”

Ovilia paused for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "But fortunately, there is actually no fatal injury, and even if you die, you will be disabled." It doesn't take half a day to keep it alive in the treatment instrument! ”

Huanhuan nodded, she actually wanted to ask about Chris's situation, but after all, Xiang Shan looked almost braided. It wasn't until now that she asked, "Xiangshan, where is Uncle Chris?" ”

Xiang Shan shook his head slowly: "Uncle is still in the Security Bureau, but it doesn't seem to have suffered too much." Now imprisoned on the top floor of the Security Service. The sound came from the speakers in the treatment chamber.

Huanhuan lowered his head, Chris was like her father, and this operation was already very risky. Although before Chris made a decision, she repeatedly dissuaded Chris not to take risks and live this life in peace.

But unsurprisingly, Chris refused. He said that he is alive to this day, and he is one of those who died because of it. So Chris arranged everything, and before he left, he hugged the hoop and whispered in her ear, "I won't let anyone hurt you." ”

Wu Liao rarely saw such a sad expression on Huanhuan's face, he walked over and patted Huanhuan's shoulder gently, wanting to hold her in his arms. He comforted softly: "Don't worry, the old man is a thief!" Don't you see that he has arranged it properly? Moreover, you are the core part of the whole affair, as long as you are okay, they will never do anything to the old man! After all, the old man is the only one who knows your whereabouts now. ”

Wu Liao quietly hugged Huanhuan in his arms and kept stroking Huanhuan's head. This girl, who is full of vitality on weekdays, seems to be very optimistic, but now she can't hold back anymore, and her face is full of sadness.