Chapter 552: The Beginning
Chapter 552 Begins
Ye Fang had never seen an attack like that.
After the violent explosion and destruction, everything on the earth flew up, as if attracted by something and pulled up into the air, and the smoke and scraps of bricks and tiles became an "iron curtain" in the sky that obscured the sky.
The sunny day became darker as a result.
Therefore, when Ye Fang came to the strike position, although the ground here was still a mess, everything had already risen into the air, and there was a sense of death-like emptiness.
But in this empty world stood a man.
A young man.
Ye Fang felt that the other party was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen the other party.
And at this moment, the young man's state is not good.
He was covered in blood and sat on the ground, there was some faint, white mist drifting around him, but Ye Fang felt that the white mist looked like some kind of dead creature.
It's a bit absurd.
Huge bubbles of mercury stopped in the sky, within the iron curtain of ruins and wreckage.
Ye Fang raised his head and took a look, his eyes were blood-red.
Then he ran to the young man.
The young man looked a little surprised, he was a little vigilant at first, but when Ye Fang came to his side, this little bit of vigilance also turned into an accident.
He chuckled slightly.
This is a very sunny young man, and he is also very sunny when he laughs, like a big brother next door, even if he is covered in blood at this moment and looks miserable.
"You're feeling angry?"
Ye Fang stood still because of these words.
He was feeling angry.
At that moment, he was in a trance for a moment, because Ye Fang was rarely angry, and to people like him, he knew what anger was, and he also knew that anger could sometimes play a great role, and sometimes it was meaningless and could only bring stupidity.
To be angry now is to be stupid.
Ye Fang is a rational and realistic person, and he is a person who has both, he can often do a lot of things, but you can't say that he is a good person.
Because sane people know what kind of choice is right, and realistic people tend to recognize reality easily.
Therefore, they have always been calm and rarely angry, because when things get out of hand, they tend to choose to accept them first, and then calm down and seek solutions or revenge.
Emotional manifestations are rarely seen in them.
But at this moment, Ye Fangzheng felt angry, but not much sadness, maybe from his heart, he knew that this was not the real world that belonged to him.
However, Ye Fang realized one thing, he may really like Su Jingqing, and it will become an indispensable person in her life.
Ye Xiang didn't really understand what love or romance was, but he knew that if a person you felt insignificant when he was in your life, and you felt essential when he was not in your life, that person was important to you.
"I'm feeling angry."
His intellect told him to run now, and the farther he went, the better.
But what if you run?
It was the first time that Ye Fang wanted to kill something like this, but he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with a flamboyant tongue and a little scheming.
And in the sky, there is extraterrestrial life.
From any point of view, the gap between them is a trench.
That's the reality.
The reality often makes people feel powerless and hopeless.
The young man in front of him laughed and said, "I can help you." β
Ye Fang looked at him.
The young man's face was covered in blood, and his smile was a little terrifying, and he said, "I can help you." β
Then he reached out to his head.
Immediately after, Ye Fang saw that the young man's body began to burst out with terrifying electric light, and his hand became extremely bright, and then his hand reached into his head little by little, and then took out something.
In the midst of the electric light, Ye Fang couldn't see what it was, but he only took a step back slightly.
"This is your first chance," the young man handed the things in his hand to Ye Fang further, and in the whistling wind, he read word by word: "When they come, you will have a second and most important chance."
"Human, let's see how angry you are.
"Let them see how angry I am."
At that moment, it was as if a voice was whispering in Ye Fang's ear.
It's fate.
No, this is the beginning.
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Ye Fang suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in his sleep, almost jumping up from his position in fright.
But he quickly calmed down.
He was in his own home, and the warm light was shining on himβit was the afternoon sun.
Ye Fang sat in his place for a long time, and then took out his mobile phone with hindsight, it was June 1, 2017, Children's Day.
So...... Is he dreaming?
A life without a system?
Still is...... Parallel space?
Then Ye Fang tentatively shouted: "System? β
[Plane passerby system, dedicated to your service. γ
At this moment, Ye Fang finally exhaled, he stood up, walked to the kitchen, and made himself a cup of coffee, but before he sat down, the phone rang, Ye Fang glanced at it, frowned, and still picked it up.
"Hello, I'm Chen An, is it Mr. Ye Fang?"
Ye Fang felt a little dizzy now, so he didn't think much about it, and replied directly: "Yes." β
"Now there is a special assignment that we would like you to be able to participate in assisting."
Ye Fang frowned slightly and said, "What special task?" β
"Sorry, you can't get any information about the content of this mission until you participate."
Ye Fangdao: "Do I have room to refuse?" β
"Yes, you are a member of the Ice City Class, and in the relevant agreements you have signed, your collaboration needs to be based on your own will."
Ye Fang stared at the coffee in his quilt, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "If I agree to cooperate to complete this special task, can I make a condition?" β
The other side of the phone was obviously stunned, obviously not expecting the conditions of Ye Fang's talks, and after a while, a voice came: "I can personally give you help as much as I can." β
Ye Yi exhaled slightly and said, "Since that's the case...... Do I think about it? β
Chen An was also silent for a moment before he said, "Okay, Mr. Ye Fang, I'm sorry." β
This is the end of the conversation.
Ye Fang put down his phone, took a sip of the rest of the coffee, and stood up, he felt his head slightly dizzy.
He went back to his table and sat down for a while, but the cup of coffee had almost no effect, and now it was obviously afternoon, but Ye Fang still felt a wave of sleepiness hit like a tide.
After about ten minutes, Ye Fang finally gave up resistance, stood up, and "crawled" to his bed.
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