In the ruins, the flames on the crazy tiger gradually extinguished.

He stood alone in the dark and gray room, muttering something quietly.

"Kyoto... Chang Seven... I want you to die without a place to bury! ”

In the square, the four of Crazy Tiger's subordinates were looking at the room where Crazy Tiger was with shocked faces, and the fire there was gradually extinguished, gradually revealing their true faces.

"It's good we weren't there, otherwise..."

A man wearing a tengu mask looked at the room that had lost its roof and said in fear for a while.

"So cowardly, it really lives up to your tengu's name."

Beside him, a woman in a fox mask spoke.

"Then you are also very worthy of your title of Charm Fox, never forget to seduce adults, be careful when Lord Yuan finds out, so that your life is better than death."

Tengu retorted without showing weakness.

"Okay, don't make any noise, now the adults should have lost their breath, and we have to go back to the adults."

Beside the two, the man wearing the Shura mask said in a deep voice.

"Shura-sama is right."

Tengu and Phantom Fox responded at the same time, but none of the three of them moved their feet, but they were silent all the time, and the man wearing the simple Maitreya mask nodded when he heard this, and took the lead in setting off, walking towards the room where the crazy tiger was, and soon the figure disappeared from the sight of the three.

The three of them waited for a few more moments, until the tengu, who had the best eyesight, noticed that Maitreya's figure had appeared beside the Crazy Tiger, and then exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time rushed to the room where the Crazy Tiger was at great speed.

In the ruins, the crazy tiger with a body of nearly two meters is sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his head down, not knowing what he is thinking. Beside him, stood a man wearing a Maitreya mask who still didn't say a word.

After a while, the other three arrived at the same time, and then knelt down on one knee in unison, and said in a deep voice:

"Your lord's anger is calm, and my subordinates are willing to go to the soup for your lord to calm your anger."

The crazy tiger raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the three of them, and then at the man who was silent like a rock beside him, sighed lightly and said:

"Qingyang is dead."

"Plop."

The three of them were stunned, and the man wearing the Maitreya mask knelt down on one knee and said in a hoarse voice:

"Subordinates go down and kill."

The three of them hurriedly bowed their heads and repeated: "Subordinates go down and kill." ”

The crazy tiger raised his head, glanced appreciatively at the man with the Maitreya mask, and said:

"The four of you will immediately set off for Kyoto, with only one mission, to catch the murderers and bring them back intact."

"Yes."

All four answered at the same time.

The foolish tiger looked at the sky, and the figure of the Messiah could be faintly seen in the clouds, and he frowned slightly, and said with a muffled snort:

"This dead girl is not at ease, the messenger sent by the Sect Master must be almost here at this time, she thought that I would do something stupid in a fit of rage, but I did not do what she wanted."

With that, he got up and walked step by step to the depths of the castle.

"Maitreya is in charge of this operation, and you are not allowed to make decisions on your own, understand?"

Hearing this, the three of Shura showed a look of unwillingness at the same time, and then bowed their heads and responded: "Yes!" ”

"Go and prepare, Maitreya, come with me."

In the darkness, the voice of the crazy tiger faded away. The three of them remained on one knee, watching Maitreya get up without saying a word with complicated expressions, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

......

Kyoto.

Apocalypse Roundtable Underground Base.

It has been two months since Meng Feibai woke up, and in the past two months, with the assistance of the medical team's superb medical skills and a variety of high-tech equipment, Meng Feibai's body finally recovered completely a week ago.

And his basic physical training session has been going on for more than a month.

"Ha, ha, ha."

In the No. 7 comprehensive training room, Meng Feibai sat on the ground with his hands on the ground, panting heavily, while looking at the expressionless Gurhan with hope.

"Brother Gu, how is it, has there been any progress?"

Gurhan, who had a stern face, held the record book in his hand, and after recording Meng Feibai's training data, he slowly raised his head and squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

"Yes, there is progress, keep up the good work."

Meng Feibai let go of his hands with satisfaction and lay on his back on the cold floor.

"I'll just say, although I don't usually exercise much, but after all, I'm still very young, and my foundation is good, as long as I work hard, I won't be bad, haha."

Hehehehehe.

Gurhan looked coldly at Meng Feibai lying on the ground, and a trace of disappointment rose in his heart.

The captain was not wrong, he really didn't have any talent for fighting.

He sighed imperceptibly and regained the smile on his face.

"Let's go, that's all for today's training."

He put away the record book and beckoned to Meng Feibai.

"Okay."

Meng Feibai got up from the ground with a carp, patted his butt and followed Gurhan's footsteps.

After a short time, the two returned to Gulhan's dormitory.

Ever since Meng Feibai recovered, he has been living with Gulhan.

First, in order to ensure his personal safety in the future, he must undergo a three-month basic physical training, during which he also needs to undergo re-examination by the medical team from time to time and be loaned by the scientific team to be a guinea pig.

The second is because he is now penniless, and he has no place to live when he leaves the base. Although he signed a formal contract with Guohua after he recovered, the company did not arrange other jobs for him at Meng Feibai's request, and his only job now is to complete the songwriting of his debut album as soon as possible.

"Sister Han, I know, I'll send the demo tomorrow."

In the dormitory, Meng Feibai hung up the phone happily.

"You're going out tomorrow?"

Gulhan's voice rang out in the bathroom.

"The company urged me to provide one or two samples for them to produce first, so that they can have a bottom in their hearts, and they can prepare for publicity according to the sample style."

Meng Feibai sat on the chair, picked up the guitar next to him, and plucked the chords casually.

"Oh, then I'll go with you."

After a while, Gurhan's voice sounded again in the bathroom.

"Hey, it's okay Brother Gu, isn't it true that the infected person has been beaten recently and can't hold his head up, and he hasn't appeared for a long time."

Meng Feibai said indifferently.

However, Gurhan didn't pay attention to Meng Feibai, and ten minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and the first thing he did was to call Chang Qi to ask for leave.

"Okay captain, we'll take care of safety."

Gurhan hung up the phone, then turned around and shook the mobile phone in his hand to Meng Feibai, who was speechless.

"What time do we leave tomorrow?"

Meng Feibai looked at the serious Gurhan with a smile and a smile, swept the strings speechlessly, looked out the window and sang:

"I'm a bird imprisoned by you, and I've forgotten how high the sky is~"