231. Isn't it right to say that the style of painting is wrong?

231. Isn't it right to say that the style of painting is wrong?

Countdown to 1 hour and 46 minutes, in front of the dock for offshore vessels

The cold sea breeze blew in front of the bleak dock, rendering the gloom of the ocean onto the pier.

Because of its proximity to the exercise ground, the red sun in the sky had been obscured by round dark clouds, and the ocean was full of dim filth. As a result, the reinforced concrete dock structure looks more and more gray.

Towering shipping containers stretch into the distance like a cemetery. The red and blue color scheme intertwines with the tan rust to form a dilapidated picture. And in this scene like Paradise Lost, there are three people facing each other in a triangle.

To be precise, it is two people standing and one person lying on his stomach. Fuxue was lying on the dock with her eyes rolled, her skin was dyed red, and she was lying naked on the cold pier.

And the red-haired and scorching Western flagship looked at the back of the admiral indifferently and raised his palms high.

"Say your last words now, I'll listen."

“…… Stop, West! ”

Standing on the edge of the dock with his hands behind his back, looking at the deep sea with a melancholy face, the Admiral tilted his head sideways and said in a deep voice with a sad face.

"Huh?! You say stop, stop? Why? ”

The West took a breath and involuntarily let out a question.

"Isn't your anger gone? Look at how many innocent casualties you have caused! ”

With a sad face, he pointed to Blowing Snow who was lying on the ground and standing upright, and the Admiral had tears in his eyes, his voice trembled, and he accused with righteous indignation.

"What kind of grudge does Captain Fukiki of the gendarmerie have with you to make you do this to make her look like this? Where has your conscience gone?! ”

"I should have said this to you! Didn't you push her out! ”

“…… Ha? ”

"You bastard-!"

Looking at the Admiral with a face of 'what nonsense are you talking about', the West is simply trembling with anger.

I thought that more than a year had passed, and this product could be a little responsible. As a result, I didn't expect it to be the same virtue as before!

Why did Blowing Snow cross the dock, isn't it because he threw Blowing Snow directly over when he saw that he was about to hit the two of them together?

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't intend to kill at all, it would have always been the lowest damage. Blowing snow is estimated to be severe burns now, not just unconscious like now. At first, watching the blowing snow screaming and scolding at it scared the West out of the way.

But if you think about it carefully, who is serious and has nothing to do every day, running to the beach and chatting and farting with the deep sea. And then scurrying around the streets and alleys of Tianjing all day long just to skip class? This kind of thing should have been realized a long time ago.,I've always had hope for him.,I'm just a fool.。

“…… Alright, I've learned enough that you're a scumbag. ”

The West took a deep breath and tried to suppress the murderous intent in his mind that wanted to tear this bastard to shreds.

"But I'm curious why you're stopping here, haven't you always claimed to be clever? How can you kill yourself? ”

"Do you need to ask?"

Turning to look at the red-haired girl, the Admiral's slightly purple pupils were full of sincere emotion.

"Because there is no road ahead. Now this is the limit of you and me, and if you go any further, you must find a way to break through the void and cross the sea of knowledge. ”

“…… You're all right with your brain, right? Is the sea behind you? ”

"Isn't that just no way! Am I wrong! ”

How can this man be so arrogant!

The West could not help but be extremely shocked by the shamelessness of this man.

"I know your behavior. Toil, patience, and knowing that you cannot tolerate the wicked, you have tried those who call themselves apostles but are not apostles, and see that they are false. ”

"You can endure, and you have labored for my name's sake, and you are not weary."

"But there is one thing I want to blame you. It is you who have forsaken your first love. ”

Where did you come from?

"That's enough, let me break your leg here now, it's easy to talk about it, otherwise don't think about it."

Taking a deep breath, a phantrum of a round of flames silently appeared behind the West. Dozens of fireballs gradually swirled and floated around the body, like a goddess of flames, looking condescendingly at the Admiral who was standing in front of the dock holding his hat.

As always, the same scene as a few years ago, the same seaside, the same nonsense, the same chasing him around the corner. It seems that nothing has changed.

No, there are still changes. At least the North that had been standing next to him all this time didn't show up now.

"Now there is no north to help you pull the bias, I must beat you this time-!"

"I'm sorry. Time's up. ”

Loud interrupted the West's words. The Admiral's face changed to a stern expression.

"I'm having a lot of fun, but it's time to get down to business. Let's wait a day and come back to play. ”

"When you get to Guam, it doesn't matter how you want to beat me. But leave me alone for now, I really have something to do here. ”

"At least I can't let my children go to work for nothing."

“…… No matter how much nonsense you talk about this time, I won't believe it!"

Let's eat this big fireball for me first!

Seeing the man's sincere virtue, the West suddenly became angry, waved a fireball, and threw it directly towards the dock where he was.

However, a pure black curve suddenly flashed in mid-air, and a figure flashed in front of the Admiral in an instant.

"I'm sorry. What the Admiral said was true. ”

A crisp and beautiful voice slowly sounded from the dock.

As if it had been there, a silvery-white glow silently appeared in the path of the flames.

It's like cutting a fine thread of a spun fabric. A silvery white glow stood in the middle of the fireball, splitting the flame in half. Rubbing the sides of the Admiral, he blasted into the ocean. With a loud sound, countless mist evaporated from the ocean in the blink of an eye, instantly enveloping the entire dock.

"Over to you, 111."

In the thick fog, the Admiral's slightly hoarse voice spoke slowly.

"I'm going to talk to the two admirals about this acting, and I'll take care of the rest."

"Understand, I won't let her break through even one step."

There was a 'boom', like the sound of a cicada, and the thick mist instantly dispersed to both sides.

A beautiful girl wearing a single ponytail and a black military uniform was carrying a slender long knife like a bamboo pole, looking at the frightened West with a stern expression.

Facing the martial god with countless fireballs floating behind him, like the king of Hades, the black-haired girl butterfly flapped her wings and sighed slightly, quietly closed her eyes, and slowly lifted the slender blade.

"My lord, I'm sorry for ...... of the Western flagship."

His eyes opened, and a star-like light flashed from his pupils.

"You, there's no way to break through my sword encirclement." (To be continued)