Under such consumption, there are fewer and fewer catkins-like energy bodies suspended in the sky. Sibo, who finally spread the body behind Tang Yun and barely blocked and took over the communication between the nerve center and the neuronal interface, finally temporarily snatched the left arm of the mecha and blocked the fatal blow.

Nearly exhausted, Sibo quickly withdrew the neuron interface, just like asking Beverly Eddy to sign a commemorative disc for Tang Yun, or when he first boarded the Iron Helmet and cracked the connection to the Star Area Network, Sibo regained control of Tang Yun's left arm.

Press the button under the palm of your hand, and the restraint strap on your left arm pops open. Tang Yun's left arm swept from behind his waist, took out the dagger that had been quenched with the "Night Demon Ergotamine" toxin, and stabbed Tang Yun on his own thigh!

Nan Guoxin's sharp voice sounded again.

"Aren't you warm and comfortable?"

"I'll make you comfortable!"

"Give you some fighting spirit!"

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Where is this?

When he opened his eyes, there was endless darkness in front of Tang Yun. But the deep darkness is still full of warmth and serenity. Even Tang Yun, who is naturally timid and has experienced countless life-and-death battles, resulting in some "frightened birds" neuroticism or "PTSD" stress psychological disorders, can still settle down and enjoy the rare tranquility in life.

Rubbing his eyes, pieces of "catkins" emitting holy white light floated down from the endless darkness. Light as a cloud, as white as snow. Warm, bright, but not harsh.

It's floating down from heaven...... Angel's bird feathers?

Heaven is going to open the door to me, little brother?

Some kind of human instinct, the instinct for death to come, came out of the heart. But...... It doesn't seem scary. Tang Yun is even in the mood to gag in his heart and have fun for himself.

Looking at the catkins floating in the dark, feeling the warmth like in his mother's arms, Tang Yun thought a little casually, even irresponsibly.

Maybe it wouldn't be bad if you just died?

Forget all hatred, strife.

Forget about the federal people who don't love anymore.

Forget about the "dirty" Fenglin state society.

Forget the apocalypse, forget the hatred of the 38 brothers that you have carried......

Forget your uncle Feng Teng, forget ......

Anyway, forget everything you can forget, what does the world give you?

Society is one circle after another, and inside and outside the circle are the jungle rules of #naked #naked like wild beasts, and this kind of naked #naked is a kind of dirtiness in itself. Tang Yun's smile grew bigger and bigger, more like some kind of self-deprecation.

This time in Juguxing is quite interesting.

The academic circle is not about academics, but about connections. The relationship between teachers and students is not "mentoring and helping", but pure exploitation and oppression.

This kind of place is the most unclean, change the leader to do the decoration, and then change the leader and build a canteen, if you change the principal...... Build a new campus directly, it's a lot of oil and water! The teachers were busy writing dissertations and evaluating titles, taking on private work, opening studios, opening research institutes, holding exhibitions and doing business...... Who has the spare time to teach and educate people? Just what they teach...... Haven't you borrowed a few books from the library? Why bother paying tuition fees to feed these "clergy" parasites hiding beneath shiny high-rises?

The gangsters are not fighting for righteousness, not brothers, but interests, calculations and conspiracies between each other.

The business circle is not fighting for products and services, but for the promotion of the market, and the relationship between government and business. It is the helplessness of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating dried shrimp.

Many things are helpless, just like the authors who wrote online novels in the old calendar, if you are not famous, and the website does not recommend you, how good is your writing? Well, Tang Yun thought too much.

Even if he is as good as himself, he is proficient in mechanical repair, proficient in optical structure, and knows some management, and even has won the love of the people of Fenglin Prefecture with gimmicks like "Utur". Isn't the boat of friendship overturned? If you say you don't love it, you won't love it? Is there any big consortium that wants to mess with itself, just move your fingers casually, and you can't do your own business?

In the real society, the poor and white dicks can't turn over no matter how hard they try, right? Class determines almost everything about a person.

If you change the scene, Tang Yun tries to do business, and the location of opening a supermarket and a car repair shop is not this Fenglin Prefecture, but the Kemia Star Domain. His elder brother Qiu Xingyu moved his fingers casually, isn't he still making money every day? Who dares to trouble me, little brother?

Now, Tang Yun finally knows who stabbed the Uturs in the back, froze his account, and incited the people of Utur through the media. Isn't it the Hengxing chaebol? He has a close relationship with the Du family, and suppressing himself is part of the cold war between the Hengxing chaebol and the East Lake Du family. It can also use this to overturn the old mayor's political achievements. However, the truth is probably not so simple and so logical.

Isn't the suppression of these "sons of heroes" who "teamed up" in Utur a disguised denial of the defense of Komia and the federal heroes of that war, preparing for the current raid and the future occupation? Weaken the will of the people of the Union to fight?

In any case, Baiyo must stink the Uturs and give the citizens of Juguxing a "don't resist our aggression, you see, how the Federation treats Komia to defend the post-war people." Or "Look at how bad the descendants of the heroes in the defense of Komia are." The illusion.

Gently exhaling a breath, a holy and warm "catkins" in front of him was blown away by Tang Yun and floated into the distance.

Tang Yun didn't want to think about it anymore, things he couldn't control, and it was not interesting to think too much. In this world, there is always something worth worrying about.

For example, there are a few reliable friends.

Wei Songping? Loach, Xiaoqiang, the same guy, the whole world is dead, he may not die; Qiu Xingyu? This local tyrant can take care of himself, and I don't have to worry about it; Utur? I left them that much money to take with them a supermarket chain and a car repair shop. No matter whether anyone suppresses it or not, if you do this, you can still starve yourself to death...... I'm out of line with that little brother; Du Feng? This kid isn't our friend either. Oh, barely. But his bones don't seem to die easily; It's just that I don't know if Senior Zhao Qiang can get Senior Sister Nie, looking at his crooked teeth, it's a little hanging......

Who else is worth remembering? 4 battalions? Those perverts who can't be killed or crushed, let alone worry about me.

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