Tick! Tick......

The blood continued to drip like the sound of a clock in the old days, and soon a small pool of scarlet blood formed on the floor.

In this metal passage, there are more than a dozen ...... lying horizontally and vertically A dozen corpses, to be exact, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Suddenly, one of the 'corpses' moved, and then, with great difficulty, he struggled to his feet and staggered to his feet.

"It doesn't look like it's going to happen."

Wang Dong looked at the nearly half-foot-long wound on his lower abdomen...... The intestines were squeezed out, the wound was black, and it was obvious that it was a symptom of poisoning, "No matter what, this last step must always be completed." ”

He staggered down the passage to the door to the main control room in front of him.

The place where Wang Dong was at this time was a small spaceship, the owner of the spaceship had died, but this spaceship had become the target of many forces because of its unique value.

Wang Dong does not belong to any force, in his own words, a person, living a willful life. But the owner of this spaceship asked him when he was alive, if he died in an accident, he must not let this spaceship fall into the hands of any force, he did not want to become a tool in the hands of any politician or warlord or family.

I can't talk about it, but Wang Dong owes the old guy a favor, and the two of them can be regarded as having a friendship between teachers and students, so he agreed to this matter.

As a result...... "Old thing, Lao Tzu returned his life to you today, which can be regarded as returning the favor." ”

Wang Dong staggered into the main control room and came to the main control computer: "Wei'er, are you there?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Wang Dong." A somewhat childish female voice replied.

She is not really human, but an artificial intelligence on this ship.

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Wang Dong let go of his hand...... The wound in the abdomen was not only severe, but also extremely toxic, and the entire lower abdomen was already rotting, and he did not feel the slightest pain.

"Yes."

Vile is an artificial intelligence and doesn't seem to have any specific concept of death: "He instructed me to assist you in completing the termination plan. In addition to that, he asked me to give you the data space, and he left something in it for you and looked forward to seeing you again. ”

"Ahem, the old thing was finally generous before he died, but his expectations were right, and we will meet again soon."

Wang Dong turned his head and glanced at the big screen, dozens of black suits holding weapons, were rushing in and walking on the spaceship, and several land speeders stopped outside the spaceship, but after seeing those black suits, they all stopped in place, looking at those black suits with complicated eyes.

"These Federation lackeys are coming really fast."

Wang Dong muttered and asked, "Weier, how did you end this spaceship, did the old thing tell you?" ”

"Mr. Wang Dong, please look at the red button on the upper right of your right hand, which is the self-destruct device of the spacecraft. However, as an artificial intelligence, I don't have the right to self-destruct, so I have to entrust it to you. Vale replied.

"Huh,"

Wang Dong smiled, his right hand touched the switch, he turned his head to look at the door of the control room, and the black suits quickly rushed into the control room, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at him.

"Lusica, we're finally meeting." Wang Dong smiled and looked at the leader in the black suit.

"Wang Dong, a freedom fighter, a quixotic hero."

Lucika sneered and said, "Today you finally fell into my hands. ”

"I'm not Don Quixote, and I'm not a hero."

Wang Dong shook his head: "Moreover, you are also wrong. It was you who fell into my hands. ”

"What?"

Lucika looked at the red button under Wang Dong's right hand suspiciously, and her face suddenly changed: "Shoot!" ”

Da ......

Bullets shot at Wang Dong like a storm.

"Lucica, you've forgotten my abilities."

Wang Dong sneered, he is a reading teacher, as the name suggests, what he is best at is reading power, but after experiencing a tragic battle, his spiritual power has been greatly exhausted, and there is not much left.

The barrage of rainstorms suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the bullets were eerily levitating...... Normally, those bullets would attack their owner in reverse, but he couldn't do it anymore.

Lusika first broke out in a cold sweat, and then said with great joy: "Wang Dong, you're finished!" ”

The bullet Ding Ding fell to the ground on the spot, but Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged: "It's you finished!" ”

His right hand slammed down on the red button!

"No~"

With a frightened look on her face, Lucika lunged forward, trying in vain to stop Wang Dong's movements.

Rumble......

A dense explosion suddenly sounded, and a rising flame annihilated Wang Dong and Lucika almost at the same time!

"Little friend, I hope you have no more regrets in your life!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Wang Dong's ears, and in the blur, he seemed to see a familiar face through the firelight.

**************

The First People's Hospital of Modu, Trauma Ward.

It was now noon, and at the end of the meal, many family members had brought carefully prepared meals from home, coaxing the patients to eat softly, and the room was full of warmth, and those patients who could only order the hospital cafeteria because of their family affairs looked at those people with envy.

However, there are always some corners where the sun doesn't shine...... In a six-person ward, there is a deserted corner.

A big boy with delicate facial features was lying on the hospital bed, his forehead was injured and his blood was weak, his face was pale, but his temperament was calm, as if he was asleep.

Next to the bed, sat a young girl.

A standard melon seed face, with light blinking eyes and curved long eyelashes, when blinking, it looks like two small fans waving gently, as if they are glued. She has delicate facial features, a small and slightly upturned nose, and delicate lips that are shallow. A pair of apricot eyes looked out the window, with delicate eyebrows and a layer of cool color in his eyes.

Compared to other deep visitors, she seemed unusually quiet, as if a hospital room was divided into two worlds.

It is said that she is the boy's godsister, and the reason why the boy was hospitalized was because of a forehead injury, and I heard that he fell and hit a hole, and the blood flowed heavily, I don't know if it was true or not. Anyway, the boy had been sleeping since he was brought in, breathing slightly, and if it weren't for the doctor coming over from time to time to see that he was still alive, everyone would have thought he was dead.

It's not that he doesn't have no relatives, and he has been visited by relatives since he moved into this ward. There are brothers and sisters-in-law, uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts. They are all very close relatives, but those relatives don't seem to worry about him at all. Knowing that he was still alive, uncles, aunts and others were relieved, and smiled and said a few intimate words to the patients, he never came, and no one was willing to stay to take care of him, only the girl had to come to take care of him every day, sometimes it was a middle-aged woman, like the godmother of the big boy in Chang.

The brother and sister-in-law were diligent, came once a day, and came this morning to find that he had not woken up and left.