Chapter 297
Looking at the door within reach, little Forrant's eyes were full of unwilling anger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Seeing that everything he has carefully planned is about to come true, Info will take revenge on Pierre and establish his position in the Pierre family, so as to take over Pierre's vast business empire as a matter of course.
The moment the dream and reality touched, he tried his best to look at the door again, and reluctantly closed his eyes after firing a bullet into the sky. Ishii, whose face had been buried in the dust of the explosion, stared at the cyborg warrior with high hopes, hoping for a miracle on these invulnerable foreign killing tools, but in vain wherever the smoke drifted. Those invulnerable, even the biochemical warriors with the function of self-replication and repair of tissue cells are nothing more than flesh and blood, and in the face of mysterious smoke, they can only fall headlong in a dull manner.
At the critical moment, James, who was in charge of the break, arrived. Wearing a gas mask, he looked like a powerful Spanish bullfighter, and with his burly figure, he glanced at Ishii and Little Forrante, who were lying on the ground like dead bodies, and walked quickly towards the exit after carrying one on each shoulder.
Just as James was carrying little Furrant and Ishii on his shoulders and just climbed out of the hole, a wave of air surged up from the ground, and a huge energy from behind him whipped James, so the three of them were like kites with broken strings, hovering at a height of ten meters for a while and then planting towards a reservoir a hundred meters away. This reservoir was originally the wastewater that Chen Xinyao had to pump out after digging an underground tunnel and accidentally touching an underground river, but now, it is clear that he has invisibly saved the lives of his enemies.
Chen Xinyao hadn't figured out what was going on around him, and the shadow of death came as promised after a puff of pale yellow smoke, which seemed to be no suspense, let alone a coincidence. It was the hand of God, and it seemed to be the spirit of hell, telling itself that it had touched things that should not belong to them, that they did not belong to human beings, and that they had touched it now that they would naturally be punished by the Creator.
The price was so heavy that he had to trade his life for it, and the only thing he was happy with was that before he reluctantly closed his eyes, he saw that the spaceship that had placed his dreams and hopes on him had long since disappeared into the distance. This was his last contribution to humanity, and of course, until now, he felt that his sacrifice was worth it.
Finally, the whole world turned black. The dark world fills his brain, washing his soul full of desire in the world, and the quiet notes soothe the tired nerves of life. He seemed to see Julie at that moment, the woman he had been so concerned about all his life was walking towards him from a distance.
After a long time travel, the dark world finally ushered in the light again. At that moment, the dream woke up, and he couldn't tell whether everything he saw now was a dream or reality.
"Woke up? My old friend. I am very happy and sorry to see you again here, in this way. It's embarrassing that you lay in a hospital bed and were in a coma for three days and three nights, while I stood in front of you and waited for three days and three nights. I'm sorry that although medical care is not a problem, they say you need to rest. But that's okay, now, everything is changing. What we have now is time and opportunity to change the world in front of us. This is our time, the time that truly belongs to us. ā
In a trance, a familiar voice came into Chen Xinyao's eardrums. For Chen Xinyao, this is not only an accident, but also a surprise, and a flame of anger. It was like hellfire, burning Chen Xinyao's nerves, corroding his brain, and stinging his heart.
"Is he really dead? Too much sin to go to hell? Could it be that there really are eighteen layers of hell in this world? ā
For the familiar voice that he never wanted to hear again in his life, he was sure that it was a voice from hell, a roar from the devil. ā
Vague consciousness and intense curiosity made him want to try to open his eyes, and he couldn't wait to see the world he had come to after he died, to see if he was in hell, if he was dancing with the devil. If it was really the devil standing in front of him, then the only thing he wanted to do from now on was to kill this devil here. Even hell, he doesn't deserve it.
After a burst of brilliant white light swept across the corners of his eyes, Chen Xinyao's vision gradually became clear. He scanned everything in front of him, all too familiar to him, the same empty laboratory, the same operating table, the same equipment, the same decoration, which reminded him not only of what happened to him years ago.
At that time, he also suddenly fainted, and later discovered the biggest secret in this world, that is, aliens. Those aliens created the earth, and since he met him, he has learned that the long evolutionary journey of human beings is also accompanied by aliens' expectations for this world, this universe.
His adventures on the sun have him changed his future, from a self-depraved teenager to a social elite, a savior hero, a business magnate, and a human leader. Everything is full of mystery, and everything looks incredible. But it's hard to imagine that all this happened to the same person, and of course, it was worth it for him, for those who were looking forward to it. He did not disappoint everyone, he made humanity change its perception and understand its own insignificance and the vastness beyond the earth. When the war for plundering resources disappeared on the earth, the human spaceship began to explore the world outside this world for the first time, and he led mankind to discover enough resources for human beings to multiply for hundreds of millions of years, silently changing the course of human history in the long river of time. It's something to be proud of, and he thinks it's the biggest achievement he's ever made.
Now, he's almost in the same lab. This made him feel extremely excited, and it was not long before he would be able to see his longing Aunt Martha again. Time travels, even if he now has countless wealth, and the dominance of power allows him to be accompanied by beautiful women at all times, but the concern for Aunt Martha is a reverie that Chen Xinyao will never reach in his heart.
After seeing the milky white ceiling above his head, he wanted to sit up eagerly. But after glancing left and right, he realized that his hands and feet had already been fixed on the treatment table with fixing clips. The thick adhesive wrist had his limbs pinned to the bed. As soon as he woke up, he was someone else's lamb to the slaughter, which was much worse than he was on Captain Ollie's ship. The nerve-oppressing atmosphere made him realize the seriousness of the problem, but when he immediately turned his head to the left and glanced to the left, his whole body was petrified in an instant.
"Pierre, how could it be you? Aren't you dead? I watched you disappear into the universe with my eyes in full swing, why are you here? Could it be that there is hell in the universe, and you have bought the hell on earth and want to take revenge on me here? ā
Chen Xinyao's voice was hoarse, even with a hint of trembling. His nervous expression was filled with infinite resentment, his red eyes looked angrily at his mother-killing enemy, and his tone was full of hatred for the devil in front of him.
He was the enemy who killed his mother and lover with his own hands in front of his eyes, and he was a devil. For this, just like the crystal palace that night, that scene will forever be frozen in Chen Xinyao's heart, making him cry bitterly and burst into tears every time he wakes up from his dream.
He can't forget the tragic deaths of his mother and Julie, and he can't forgive his weakness and recklessness, if it weren't for his ignorance and selfishness, his mother and Julie would not have died tragically. If it weren't for his naivety and recklessness, he would not have been humiliated by the devil in front of him again and again.
It was the person in front of him, ruthless, cold-blooded, who almost used the most cruel way to take away his dearest and favorite people under his nose. At this moment, when sadness and despair were reunited, the sadness and humiliation almost suffocated him, and his forehead was instantly exposed, his legs stretched straight, and his teeth rattled.
Although he tried to resist, his limbs were still difficult to shake, and his plea for help seemed to be only desperate, he did not want to be humiliated again and again in front of his enemies, and finally, he closed his eyes again in despair. The heart was twitching violently, and the stinging pain that crushed the heart and numbed the nerves made Chen Xinyao breathe wide. In less than a few seconds, Chen Xinyao's eyes had already turned red, and tears were streaming down his cheeks. Finally, he opened his eyes again, gritted his teeth, and angrily scolded the demon lord in front of him.
Pierre was not surprised by Chen Xinyao's strong reaction, and waited for Chen Xinyao's mood to calm down a little before he came over with a smile and said with a smile: "Chen, I know that things in the past make people feel sad. But deep down, it was just an unacceptable accident for me. People don't live in this world to kill, in order to survive in this world, in order to control more material and spiritual wealth, when chasing desires and interests, they mistakenly do something that is not their will. Chen, my friend. What happened at Crystal Palace was an accident, and for you and me, it was just part of the business. I'm sorry that something happened to me and it makes me sad too. Once again, I would like to apologize to you. ā
At this point, Pierre took the initiative to reach out and help Chen Xinyao untie the wrist that bound Chen Xinyao's limbs.
Before he could reach out and help Chen Xinyao up, he felt a burst of heat on his face and stars in his eyes.
Chen Xinyao waved two hooks to make Pierre take several steps back, and before he could jump up and continue to shoot, the guards who pounced on him from all sides pressed him to the table again.
Pierre, who was relieved, reached out and took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket to wipe the nosebleed on his nose, and after the guard stepped forward to stop the nosebleed, he walked up to Chen Xinyao and said in a calm tone: "Chen, it seems that there are some things you still need to think about. That's all for today, I've got a gift for you tomorrow, and I'm sure you'll love it when you see it. Now send my distinguished guest back to his room, and you will entertain my guest well, and meet all his needs for life, without any slip of the question. ā