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Vienna, a conservatory.

Alfred, the youngest pianist in the world today, is coming out of his office after completing his day's work. He also holds the position of Vice-Dean within the Academy.

This conservatory is very old, with a history of more than 200 years. The teacher's office is a row of old bungalows, each with a separate room, a glass oil lamp hanging from a lamp pole in front of the door, moss-stained low steps, flower pots on either side of the cobbled path, and flowers carefully tended by the gardener. A gravel road more than two meters wide crosses in front of the office, and on the other side of the road is a small cherry grove with a log bench under several large cherry trees on the side of the road.

Alfred casually closed the door to his office and smiled and nodded to a few students passing by. He hummed the tune of a piano tune with ease, and walked down the steps almost like a fly.

Stretching his arms, Alfred briskly walked down the trail to the main road.

The person who was sitting on the log bench suddenly put down the newspaper in his hand and exclaimed with a smile, "Mr. Alfred? ”

After a moment's pause, Alfred turned his head to see the young man smiling at him. The man was tossing the newspaper on the ground and stood up. Tall and straight, Alfred estimated that he was at least a head taller than himself. A long flowing hair was draped over his shoulders, and there was no wind at this time, but his long hair was still fluttering slowly, which was very weird. His face ...

Alfred looked at the face with an almost stunning appreciation, a face that could become an international superstar, one that few Orientals had such a perfect silhouette as a statue.

With a big smile on his perfect face, the smile was contagious, and Alfred smiled easily, and he nodded in response, "Yes, may I ask who you are?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am." Feng Yuan tilted his head and walked towards Alfred with ease. He asked softly, with a bit of a strange guttural voice: "Your fiancée, is she Chinese?" ”

Alfred took a step back vigilantly, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I don't accept reporters right now... ”

"Oh, wrong, wrong." Feng Yuan shook his head, and he smiled, "I'm not a reporter. I'm a person who has a lot of interest in your fiancée. She's Chinese, isn't she? ”

Alfred frowned, and he turned to leave. There was something extremely dangerous in Feng Yuan's smile, and he instinctively wanted to stay away from Feng Yuan.

Four men in half-length black trench coats stopped behind Alfred. Alfred tried to push one of the men away, but the man didn't move like a stake.

Alfred turned around, he looked at Feng Yuan and said coldly, "Sir, I'm going to call security." ”

"Oh? We'd better not alarm the security guards who are doing their jobs. Their lives are not easy, and we should not destroy their perfect family lightly. Feng Yuan smiled flirtatiously and pressed his right hand softly on Alfred's shoulder. Streams of cool air rushed into Alfred's body, and Alfred was horrified to find that his body was numb for a while and was no longer under his control. He looked at Feng Yuan in horror, is this person a demon from hell?

"Now we can have a good conversation. Your fiancée, Luo Wen, is Chinese, she grew up in Beijing City, a member of a well-known business family in Beijing City, is my information accurate? Feng Yuan's bright smile gradually dissipated, his lips were slightly raised like a blade, and he asked gloomily: "Although she has developed in Europe in the past few years, she has to go back to China once a year to sweep the grave of a certain 'man', isn't it?" As her fiancé, you should be well aware of that man's place in her heart? ”

"What does this have to do with you?" A scar on Alfred's heart was stabbed open by Feng Yuan, and he yelled in annoyance.

"That's right." Feng Yuan shrugged his shoulders, and he chuckled, "That's totally right. Unfortunately, the person your fiancée visits every year is my worst enemy today, an enemy who has used some special means to kill me. I was forced to fight back. So you should hate that guy called Fang Wen. ”

Twisting Alfred's cheek slightly, Feng Yuan smiled faintly, "That guy's information is kept very closely. Luckily, I got the guy's origin through some special channels. Otherwise, I won't find you. My luck is your misfortune! Dear Alfred. ”

Alfred wanted to say something, but Feng Yuan didn't give him the chance. A man behind him slapped the back of his head, and Alfred fainted in front of his eyes.

A black RV drove down the gravel road, Alfred was stuffed into the car, and Feng Yuan sat in.

As the RV slowly left, Feng Yuan took out a mobile phone from Alfred, looked it up in the phone book for a while, and dialed a number with a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Luo Wen?" Feng Yuan laughed.

"Oh, I'm a friend of Alfred's, do you know what his previous medical history is? He suddenly fainted in the office today and I was taking him to the hospital. ”

"Huh? Are you at the airport? Can you come to the hospital? Feng Yuan smiled with all his grasp.

"What? Are you at Shanghai Airport? Feng Yuan's eyes almost didn't pop out of his sockets.

crushed the mobile phone casually, and roared in a very corrupt manner: "Damn it! We're one step slower! Inform the Yin Wind Department and the Secret Wind Department in Shanghai to belong to Luo Wen to Paris at all costs! Remember, at all costs! No matter where she is in Shanghai, no matter whether it will alarm the people of Longmen or not, bring her to me! ”

He slapped Alfred in the face. Then, he stroked his face with pity, and said softly, "I can't be too rough with you." A high-grade bait should be treated with a high grade. Damn the guys! He slammed his fist into Alfred's white face, and the piece of flesh quickly turned purple.

Feng Yuan took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"I think we should join forces." Feng Yuan smiled faintly, and his other hand gently stroked Alfred's face. He said softly, "We have to join forces." ”

Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, on a volcanic island.

The crater was billowing black smoke, and from the top of the mountain down to a depth of more than 300 meters, it was a tumbling and flying magma.

A stone beam juts out from the steep cliff, dangling lonely, less than two meters from the magma. The temperature here was frighteningly high, the air was twisted, and it was too hazy to see anything.

A young man with his eyes closed stood straight at the end of the stone beam, relying only on the tiptoes of his feet, as if a nail had been driven into the stone beam. The tumbling heat wave didn't seem to have any effect on him, and there was not a trace of sweat on his ** body. The red glow of the magma shone on his bronzed skin like a layer of blood.

The young man's body was covered with scars, and there was hardly a single intact place to be seen. Looking at those traces, there are knife wounds, sword wounds, guns, and some hideous animal claw prints, many injuries are enough to kill a normal person instantly, but he is standing here alive.

The crisp phone rang at his feet, and the young man opened his eyes suddenly, and a light purple lightning flashed instantly.

With a slight flick of his fingers, a sharp sword aura slammed into the stone beam at his feet, and a palm-sized metal phone jumped into his hand.

He answered the phone and said coldly without any emotion: "I have been waiting for this call for three years. His voice was hoarse and rough, like the sound of two pieces of granite rubbing against each other.

"You can't go wrong with your choice." His voice was dry and cold, and his tone was slow, without the slightest emotion.

"Okay. Shanghai, I see. ”

Hanging up the phone, the young man shook the phone heavily, a lilac halo in his eyes floated, his chest rose and fell violently, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

With laughter, his left arm swung out rapidly, and a reddish and slightly purple sword aura whistled and slashed towards the magma below. The sea of lava, half the size of a football field, was split into a crack more than ten meters deep and a few meters wide, and the magma was forced to rush in all directions by the huge force.

'Boom', the sword qi dissipated, and a magma tens of meters high rushed up from the lava sea, and the young man's body was like electricity, rushing straight up the mountain, rushing down to a rainforest under the mountain like lightning.

After a while, a jet with a pitch-black body flew vertically up hundreds of meters from the rainforest, and then four square vents in the tail spewed out hot blue flames, and the jet broke through the sound barrier after a short acceleration of more than 100 meters, with a series of thunderous loud sounds, and flew straight towards Shanghai.

On the African savannah, a large group of indigenous people surrounded a small convoy and looked at the big men standing on top of the convoy trucks. In the distance, dozens of local armed members looked at this side, intentionally or unintentionally, and their fingers did not leave the trigger of the gun hanging on their body.

It was a humanitarian convoy flying the United Nations flag that brought a small amount of food and a large quantity of medicine. These medicines are common in the outside world, but for these natives, they are often life-saving. They crowded in front of the convoy, raised their hands in the air, and shouted loudly in the local language, asking those in the carriage to hurry up and distribute their medicines.

Far away, there were groups of indigenous people running happily towards this side.

The information on the grassland spread quickly, and in just half an hour, villages hundreds of miles away and near sent people to rush here. Regardless of food, there is no shortage of food in the grassland, but medicine is needed in every tribe and every village. A truckload full of medicines, the temptation is too great.

Gradually, as some antibiotics, bandages, tourniquets, scalpels, sutures and other battlefield healing equipment appeared in the medicines issued by the convoy, the militants who had been standing by and watching the excitement could not hold back. Some of them found the walkie-talkie 'Wow Wow Wow' and screamed, and then rushed into the crowd, savagely drove the tribesmen aside, and surrounded the convoy.

The big men on the roof of the car were also unambiguous, and they took out much better weapons than these local militants and confronted them.

The local militants shouted and demanded that they send them the medicines to be disposed of. The mercenaries on the roof of the car insisted on distributing the medicines directly to the ordinary people who needed them more according to their employers' wishes. The two sides shouted and cursed, and it was not lively for a while.

The indigenous people who had come to get the medicine gathered more and more, and they formed a circle and surrounded the convoy inside. They did not dare to speak, they did not dare to provoke these local militants, but they could express their dissatisfaction with their eyes.

The crowd grew and gathered, and no one noticed what was happening nearby.

More than a dozen trucks were quietly parked in a small depression, and Long Shao was busy diligently. A large area of jungle had already appeared in his sight, and a dozen kilometers further inside, there were places where local tribes and various forces cultivated drugs. From the common opium poppy and marijuana to some new genetically modified drugs that have only been produced in recent years, they have been cultivated. From the outside, it is still a dense jungle, but if you look down from the air, you can see that the center of the jungle has been cut down, and large areas of land are planted with colorful poisonous weeds and poisonous flowers.

The bed of a truck was ejected by the hydraulic system, revealing a camouflage-painted large-caliber multiple rocket launcher. Long Shao was busy running forward and backward, and the muzzle of the cannon was slowly raised, slowly aiming at the jungle in the distance. Long Shao grinned, smiling proudly, smiling wickedly.

He didn't understand why he didn't eradicate it when it had become the world's newest and largest drug exporter. Is it that difficult? Although those nearby tribes and small countries are fighting **** and shootout every day, why delay for so many years what can be done by dispatching a few fighter jets and throwing a few high-powered incendiary bombs?

Politics? Effect? Oh, and Long Shao doesn't think about these things. Although he is not stupid, his motor nerves are obviously ten thousand times more developed than his brain. So, do it first and then talk about it!

On the small dirt bag less than 100 meters away from Long Shao, several Fengmen disciples were holding cameras and filming Long Shao's every move. They deliberately pointed at Long Shao and laughed, they were deliberately disgusting Long Shao. This is a task given by their immediate superiors, and they cannot afford not to act so arrogantly.

Long Shao stared at them coldly, sneered a few times, and was about to press the launch button of the rocket launcher.

At this time, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He glanced at the phone screen, and it was Lu Fang's phone.

"Hmm, senior brother. I'm busy, looking for something to do? Long Shao grinned and said, "What are you busy with?" Of course, it's a serious matter, eradicating the cancer for the world! ”

"Huh? Did you pick up my little sister? Well, very good, find her a safe hotel to live in, don't let her run around, you send a few female disciples of Buddhism to keep an eye on her. Yes, yes, she wasn't allowed to move around. That girl is crazy and more powerful than me, you have to be careful. Long Shao 'quack' laughed.

"What? That foreign devil fainted and was hospitalized? Long Shao frowned, and almost kicked through the cab of the truck with a fierce kick.

After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "Get my little sister to squat in your office, that's right, just throw it away." Well, send a few people from the European branch in the vicinity to see if the foreign devil is really hospitalized. Well, I suspect he's not hospitalized, he's already had an accident. ”

"Well, you don't care so much. Rory is verbose like a, damn, how are you going to find a wife in the future? Long Shao smiled strangely: "Anyway, when my little sister is on your side, you have to take care of me." If something happens to her, don't blame Lao Tzu for knocking your eggs flying. ”

", rude? Shouldn't a monk be so rude? Damn, I'll be vulgar when I go back, you bite me? Hang up, I still have more than 200 large-caliber rockets to smash out here, and I don't have time to croak with you. Long Shaozheng was about to buckle the phone, and Lu Fang's screams came clearly from the phone!

Strange laughed a few times, and Long Shao casually put the phone in the hidden pocket close to him. Lu Fang dialed his phone again and again, but he just didn't answer or ignored it.

The big hand slapped the modified bridge in the cab, and the truck suddenly trembled.

'Boom Boom Boom', several large-caliber rockets slowly rose into the air, and flew towards the jungle in the distance a little staggering.

A few Fengmen disciples who were filming nearby were so stunned that they almost didn't throw the camera on the ground.

A Fengmen disciple muttered to himself, "What does this bastard want to do? He, he, it's the dry season in Africa! ”

Another Yifengmen disciple shouted, "The people he hired are a few kilometers away to help the people, and here he fires cannons at the rainforest?" ”

Long Shao ignored this group of fuss Fengmen disciples, he hurriedly jumped out of the cab, ran to the side of another truck, manipulated the truck's own loading and unloading system, and filled a few spare rockets into the rocket artillery, followed by another burst of excitation. His strength is great, the handling system is dexterous, and the performance of this rocket launcher is also reliable. It took less than fifteen minutes for all 220 rockets to be fired.

In the distance, from the forest, there was already a sea of fire.

Some of these rockets are filled with napalm, and a single shell can cover an entire rainforest the size of a football field.

There are also those that are loaded with letter bullets. The warhead was still hundreds of meters above the ground, and hundreds of fist-sized bullets were ejected, and these bullets were also filled with high incendiary agent, and each bullet could burn a radius of more than ten meters of rainforest. A single letter bullet can ignite more than 100 fireheads in an area of several square kilometers.

Others are loaded with powerful cloudburst bombs, which can overturn tree trunks and vegetation within a kilometer radius with a single explosion, turning the rainforest into a lava hell.

As luck would have it, a strong wind was blowing from behind Long Shao, and the wind pushed a line of fire more than forty kilometers long and three or five kilometers thick, rolling forward.

The flames soared into the sky, and black smoke poured forward. Large areas of drug-growing fields were caught up in flames, and countless hired tribesmen and militants screamed and struggled in the flames, desperately running towards places where there was no fire.

In just half an hour, the fire was out of control.

Long Shao stood on the top of the truck, looking at the sea of fire in the distance, put his hands together on his chest, muttered a few words in his mouth, and suddenly scratched his head and scolded: "How did you read the scripture of that supernatural soul?" ”

Angrily stepped out of a big hole in the roof of the car, Long Shao cursed: ", it's going to be vulgar, and pay attention to his bird's scriptures!" Let's go, let's go! Damn, a fire burned clean, happy, happy! The old guy didn't give Lao Tzu a promotion, so Lao Tzu lived in his house and hooked up with his daughter and granddaughter! Long Shao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu is immortal, and he can already get close to women!" Wha! ”

Patting his ass, Long Shao ignored the mercenaries hired by him, and didn't bother to care who the medicines on those trucks would be distributed to, he drove a truck and hummed a small tune to the nearest city.

Behind him was the sea of fire that had finally burned a third of Africa's last pristine rainforest, the one that nearly ousted his immediate boss, Paul.

Several Fengmen disciples looked at each other in shock, and hurriedly followed Long Shao's truck and rushed away.