"Elder, we've been exposed, NASA (NASA) is just trying to take advantage of us. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can find God, anything can be forgiven. None of us care about being used, do we? ”

In the late summer season, the old man sitting in the first place strangely draped in his robe, spoke unhurriedly, and in the dimly lit basement, only a few red candles on the walls were dancing and lit the fire.

The young man, who was writing something in his notes, listened and smiled silently, "You are right, Elder. ”

He closed his note and got up, his skin still white in the orange light, Harris looked at the temporary ally beside him, "The elder is very religious, but what I want to know is, what is the use of you letting your subordinates concentrate the black forces in this area, in my opinion, those people are completely scattered, and they are too far from what Italy or even Mexico thinks." ”

"It doesn't matter, Haryath." The elder showed a pair of old and crazy eyes, "You just do what you do, and our time is limited, and the 'God' has not appeared, maybe we should hold a grand and lively enough ceremony to welcome the 'God'." ”

"It doesn't matter what fuck you." Harris still maintained a "I understand you" expression on his face, but he secretly cursed in his heart, "A group of crazy people, those underworlds...... It's just a vicious gangster, rashly shooting them, is it to force the **** government to send troops? Sure enough, it was the wrong decision to partner with people from extremist groups. ”

Just as Harris was a little remorseful and thinking about what to do next, there was an unusual noise outside.

The god-like elder frowned, and just wanted to call his subordinates, but the door was slammed open, and a strong black man wearing a bulletproof vest and a bullet chain walked in, with a look of panic and anger.

"Mr. Anthony, there is no description of fighting with Zhongguo soldiers in your commission."

As if some floodgate had been opened, the noise outside suddenly poured into the entire chamber like a flood, and the gunfire was as dense as fried beans, and from time to time there were explosions that shook the entire surface.

"So fast!" Haryath's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in his heart.

The leader of the extremist group named Anthony said to the mercenaries in a hurry, "It doesn't matter, warrior. He laughed, a very ugly smile, wrinkles as if they suddenly bloomed on dead skin, "Isn't it better to move as much as possible, so that the 'god' will appear." ”

“wtf！” The mercenary boss was dumbfounded, he finally understood that the suspicions he had many times along the way were not that he was thinking too much, but that he was really experiencing a nervous disorder, and his peers had mentioned several times that they should try not to deal with employers with extreme and abnormal thoughts, and it seemed that they were right.

Damn dollars, damn neurosis.

At this time, the normal Harris and the mercenary boss glanced at each other, and both saw understanding and sympathy in each other's eyes.

"Run!"

The two shouted almost at the same time, and then ran the door.

"It doesn't matter, God, it doesn't matter...... Anthony sat quietly in place, letting the gunshots and explosions get closer and closer, and when a white bright light suddenly flashed at the door, he pulled a grenade in his arms.

……

"Ready, ready—"

"Bang!"

The starting gun sounded, and a row of men in all vests standing on the starting line rushed out.

The cheers and cheers suddenly exploded, and the decibels of the girl's screams soared into the sky.

Cen Hanhan yawned, holding a baton for work in his hand, and walked casually on the side of the runway, while tapping the baton on the men and women outside the raised colored flag line.

"Don't cross the line, don't cross the ...... The athlete is coming, and if you bump into you, you'll die, ...... backwards."

At the end of the summer of 2016, the weather was sunny and cloudless, and the XX Sports Day of the No. 1 Public High School in City C was being held after the opening ceremony.

With a "whoosh", the 100-meter athletes in succession swept over Cen Hanhan with a strong wind, and her hair was blown flying. Cen Hanhan's face was calm, he didn't care about himself at all, he turned a blind eye to the passionate and eye-catching competitive sports in front of him, and the baton in his hand was waving wildly in the hands of "Backwards and Backwards...... and his cute appearance attracted many innocent boys.

The so-called volunteers in the school sports meeting are undoubtedly a very hard job, running errands everywhere, in addition to what I see Cen Hanhan doing now, there are also various things such as leveling the skipped sand, using a stopwatch to help the teacher record the time, constantly setting the high jump pole again and again, and taking back the shot put thrown by others......

For the head teacher who is simple on the surface but actually has some black bellies, Cen Hanhan already hates it to the core, she is a woman, and there are many delicate jobs like world crises that she needs to save, how can she bear this kind of coolie who moves things, remembers things, or something?

You don't make any sense at all.

By the end of the 100-meter final, Cen Hanhan was a little annoyed by the tepid sun, so he simply sneaked to a corner of the stands to rest.

"Anyway, I always feel like something is going to happen today." Cen Hanhan put his hands on his chin and said to himself with a frown. In general, her instincts are very accurate.

"It's because of the people the government is tracking, probably not." Cen Hanhan guessed, but when it came to being followed, she could only sigh secretly, although the other party was very careful in his methods and actions, but this obviously couldn't hide from Cen Hanhan's eyes. "I was really discovered...... "It's hard to say if I'm really sure, but it's ironclad to be suspected."

On the sand on the side of the playground, a girl rushed forward with high morale under the encouragement of her classmates, and after the triple jump, she was very unfortunate to step on the plastic track at the edge of the sand......

"It's miserable." Cen Hanhan had a bitter face, and he didn't know whether he was talking about that girl or himself.

Cen Hanhan was already contacting her "guardian", "Change your identity, hey, you have to change places......"

Cen Hanhan thought about the things that he had been skilled in the long river of his life in the past, although it was very troublesome, but in order to avoid more trouble, he could only do this.

Knocking on the red and white baton in his hand, Cen Hanhan was empty towards the huge playground, looking down from this height, the crowd was scattered in all corners of the school, the athletes who were fighting, the students who chatted and played cards in the base camp, the teacher holding the stopwatch paper and pen at the finish line, the laughing girlfriends, and the couples who had a tryst...... At this moment, this institution, called the school, temporarily lost its usual temperament and became pure and dissolute.

In the near future, everything will be broken, and the situation will go in a direction that no one expected.

ps: Originally, I signed a contract with a science fiction editor for 10,000 words, so that I could be assigned to the recommended seat. Now it's 20,000 words, and the contracted editor's site hasn't come yet, and I'm speechless.