Little Furrant's words surprised everyone, and these facts seemed to confirm Niuskine's memories step by step. Although www.biquge.info has not seen the terrifying super biochemical warrior, at this time, in the face of the spaceship mothership, President Forness seems to have realized something.

That is the existence of the people of Gevo, or rather, at this moment, an extraterrestrial civilization has intervened on Earth in a high-profile manner.

Before all mankind was ready, they came to Earth, to humanity.

He felt a little short of breath, or rather, a bad premonition was slowly approaching him. It began to coerce him, and there was no choice.

Yes, Fornays thought he was an old man over eighty years old, and his perennial illness and aging body made him not care too much about life and death. But he looked at his colleagues in front of him, the brave men who fought with him for the American people in the past, the soldiers, the young lives. At this time, his heart was tormented. He doesn't know where the choice will take him and his people, whether it's hope or a black hole, or, just hell.

He knew in his heart that Little Furant was not Chen Xinyao. Or rather, even Pierre himself being an alien puppet would be a nightmare for him and his people.

He didn't trust anyone in the Pierre family, and he spent his life studying the most sophisticated financial giant in the world, and came to the conclusion that it was cruel, bloody, violent, and criminal, all filthy, and nothing worthy of praise.

His thoughts seemed to fly far until Murray, who was beside him, interrupted him: "President, now should be the time for you to make a decision." ”

Forness returned to the real world and met the eyes of the super cyborg in front of him. He saw that beside little Forrant, a huge cyborg was chewing on something, one of his hands holding two legs of a man, and his upper body was gone. And beside it, little Furrant let out a lung-splitting roar. That extremely perverted roar of excitement made Forness shudder.

Looking at his compatriots who had lost their lives, Forness prayed silently.

Carter saw that the president was silent and turned his head to look at him: "Old man, this may be an opportunity." A chance for Americans to live better. We can't let Asians, those with yellow skin, dominate our plates. It doesn't matter to us, but what about our children? You can't just let them be exploited and treated unequally? ”

Forness looked at Lem with a look of pain on his face. He didn't know what to choose, and it seemed to drive him crazy.

Suddenly, he quickly opened the drawer. Inside was a delicate revolver, and he quickly opened the safety and pressed the trigger on his temple.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became unusually quiet with a series of movements by Forness. Everyone stared intently at the president, at the revolver in his hand, and at him quickly pulling the trigger. Everyone was stunned by this sudden move...

The trigger was pulled with a crisp sound of mechanical collision.

The gun didn't go off.

"Rogge, you..."

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang outside the door. The nuclear explosion-proof isolation door equipped with a top-level security defense system was easily opened.

What appeared in front of everyone was the super cyborg who stood next to little Forrant and performed happily.

Looking at these green-skinned, blood-spilled super cyborgs, the privates guarding James and the others opened fire before the president's order.

"Stop, don't—" Before Forness could stop the order, he called out.

And so it happened, to everyone's surprise.

I only saw that the super laser that the private hit on the cyborg was meaningless to them. They stood there unscathed, and the scene of the Little Fork factory was played out in the office.

"Let the child go, I agree to your request, let the child go."

Looking at the private, who had been torn in two, Forness pleaded in despair, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and he stood at his desk, one hand on the table, the other tightly gripping the pistol.

He knew that when he couldn't make a choice, fate had arranged the future for him.

As soon as James raised his hand, the cyborg warrior who rushed into the conference room swung his huge body and reluctantly chewed the fresh meat in his mouth and walked out.

"Rogge, I didn't think it was you..."

Desperately, Fornes sat down in his chair with a blank look in his eyes.

Rogge looked at the president's disappointed eyes, looked around at everyone's angry eyes, and could only aim a gun at his temple sadly.

Again, the trigger is pulled, but the gunshots are not heard.

Laughing and brushing his pistol, he looked at the crowd and said in despair, "Actually, I don't have a choice. There is no choice to live, and there is no option to die. I did the same thing as the president, but even this time, it didn't work out. They kidnapped my wife and two children, they didn't feed my children, they beat them... They threatened me with the lives of the children and forced me to hand over the iris and the database that had entered here. I'm sorry everyone. ”

Just like a vulture drenched in the heavy rain, Rogge and just now judged the two of them. He looked at the crowd with pleading eyes, and finally bowed his head in despair. He sat down in a chair, clutching his hair with his hands, his expression extremely pained.

With blood on his lips, Pierre began to stomp his feet as he looked at all the objects in the dark room, illuminated only by a large fire in the middle of the room. He was howling and had a kind of emotional breakdown.

He used all the torture instruments in the room, except for the knife. But now, a month has passed, and he has found nothing.

He was a little unwilling. He frantically wiped the blood from his gold-rimmed glasses with his trembling hands, hurriedly put them on again with an excited expression, and then he walked briskly to the man again.

He pinched his neck and roared loudly with a wild expression: "Why? Why? Why would you want to do this. ”

"You see your woman sleeping in bed with another man, and she gives all her tenderness and wildness to another man. Julie doesn't call you dad anymore, he has a new dad. Look at your company again, you always have everything. Everything is no longer yours, including your woman and children. What else do you have to hold onto? I beg you, let it go. As long as you let go, let go gently, and we're all set. ”

The devil who was nailed to a huge cross with wooden nails and a blur of flesh and blood in front of him wanted to be punished by God, and it came from hell and was vague to the world.

He was pinched by Pierre's neck, and soon, a stream of blood suddenly coughed up from the place covered by his long unkempt hair and beard.

The black-red blood once again smacked Pierre's freshly wiped lenses and the corners of his mouth, so Pierre couldn't help but slap him twice.

The devil on the cross did not curse or wail. He was silent, trying to get himself up again, clinging to the cross.

Soon, the corpse-like body stood up straight again.

Through the long hair scattered all over his face, his eyes shine brightly.

"You're not saying that you're a fan of torture instruments invented by humans. Especially those things that are no longer needed now. You collect them and use them to torture those who betray you. In the end, they beg for mercy and even lick your shoes like dogs. Then come on, don't stand in front of me, like a dog, a dog that has gone crazy with medicine. ”

The man on the cross cursed, and when he said this, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and then fainted again.

"Let the doctor come. When I'm done, throw him into the water prison for me, and when I'm dead, I want the lives of all of you, and if I don't die, I want the lives of all of you. I want him to die every second. ”

Like a sound from hell, Pierre roared. The rejuvenated body was jumping in place, and he felt that he had nowhere to vent, and finally walked over and ripped off a strand of the man's hair, stuffed it in his mouth and swallowed it before leaving the chamber satisfied.

There are many sufferings in the asura realm, many sufferings in the eighteen hells, many sufferings in heaven, and many sufferings in the human world.

I fell asleep in a daze, and was woken up by a haze. He felt cold all over, and there was a demon wailing around him, as if he saw a huge monster in the darkness open its bloody mouth and pounce on him, but soon, white light flashed, and in despair, he saw that familiar face.

"Mom." Chen Xinyao couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The mother looked at her son, whose face was covered in blood, and rushed towards her. She leaned down to wipe the blood from his face, combed his unkempt hair, and even pulled out a razor and shaved his beard carefully.

"Mom. Take me away. I can't hold on anymore. I want to go with you, please don't abandon me. Please. ”

Looking at his mother's gentle face, Chen Xinyao cried.

"You are the leader of a race, the husband of a woman, the father of two children, and you are our child. You're gone, what do they do. Children, all kinds of suffering, are cultivation. All kinds of life are creation. You have to be worthy of them and take good care of them. You are a man, a manly man of the Chen family, the pride of your mother, I believe in you. ”

The mother comforted her son, looking at his son's resilient face, and she stroked him and gently stepped back until the light and darkness merged and the silence was as dead as death.

"Mother. Don't leave me behind. I hurt so much. It's cold. ”

Chen Xinyao shouted in despair, opened his eyes, and realized that he was just in a small dark house. This means that the house has no light, and it is not clear what is going on around it. The only thing I could see and feel clearly was the smell of disinfectant water all over my body and the thick gauze on my body.

The damp air smelled of musty decay, and his limbs were tightly fastened to a single bed with iron rings, and he could not move, only breathe.

He was used to such a situation. The pain became numb, and he looked at the ceiling with no roof in sight, looking into the darkness and thinking, "Perhaps, Ariel is coming." Hold on, keep going. (To be continued.) )