Mom...... The application for signing failed again.

When Fisher was awakened, yes, awakened, he slowly opened his eyes, and the warm sunlight became blinding, causing his pupils to shrink and squint. If it weren't for the familiar sensation coming from the side of his head, and the faint sweet scent of Angela lingering on the tip of his nose, he would have swept his surroundings with his second vision as soon as he woke up, before he opened his eyes.

Fisher snorted lazily and turned his head, and sure enough, he saw two perfect hemispheres wrapped in off-white uniforms. The amount of milk this time is humming. Fisher thought, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly.

Angela pinched him and hid the small medical gun in her hand, although it couldn't escape Fisher's second vision, but it was indeed very cute.

"I'm worried about you." Angela pressed one hand on the grass beneath her, and the other gently stroked Fisher's hair. Fisher has always had short hair, not only for the troops, but also for ease of vision and wearing protective masks.

Fisher lazily grinded his head and rubbed Angela's plump and elastic athletic long legs, "What's there to worry about, am I not fine?" He didn't look at Angela's eyes, although he would block his vision because of the other party's plumpness, and at the same time, he subconsciously didn't dare to look at Angela's eyes that were full of worry and worry.

Angela didn't speak, just sighed. But her complex mental activity has been passed on to Fisher.

Fisher sat up and brushed Angela's chest without any suspense, he leaned on the side of the tree trunk where Angela was leaning, and reached out to hold Angela's small hand, Angela naturally pressed her other hand on his hand, the gold ring on the ring finger of his left hand and the black ring on Fisher's right ring finger were stacked right together.

Fisher didn't speak, just held Angela's hand.

The two of them were now sitting on the grass in the small park outside the main building of Winterfell, but the peaceful scene was no different from that of the Empire or the Commonwealth, with the same leisurely people, walking, picnicking, and playing. The early autumn breeze is cool and soft.

Angela tilted her head and leaned on Fisher's shoulder, "You've been tense since you left Bianjing. ”

Fisher sighed, it was true, the vacation when he was in Bianjing, it was the vacation that Fisher had exchanged for being blown up in the province of Little Hills. It was also the place where he first met Harrison, and it was also the place where he heard from the old man Renault again.

It was also from that time that the hatred buried deep in my heart rose to the surface again. At first, it was to track down the whereabouts of the old man, and when he escaped all the way to escape the pursuit of the Titan Corporation and came to Lindong to see Renault again. Lying in the medical room, he could only communicate through the computer, and there was less than a third of Renault left in his body. His purpose changed qualitatively, and anger and self-reproach kept flooding his heart, like the waves of the ebb and flow of the tide washing over the beach, never ceasingly eroding his heart.

At this point, Angela, who left Fisher's side for a short time and reunited with him in the Imperial Vika, can see the change even more.

It's revenge.

Along the way from the beginning of the escape, the faces of the living beings who had lost kept appearing in front of him. There is Feng Min, who was shot several times in the underground fresh-keeping warehouse where he "drank coffee", and finally turned into steam in the plasma bomb he planted. There is also the taxi driver who met Pingshui twice and died in the underground garage, Fisher can no longer remember his name, but his eyes that were not blind at that time are also engraved in the depths of Fisher's memory. There are too many people and things.

If a person wants revenge, he needs patience and a strong support for his beliefs (hatred).

And if a person wants to declare war on the whole world, he probably needs more courage, right?

Declaring war on the Titans, perhaps no different from declaring war on the whole world, right?

Not to mention the fact that the largest rear of the city, Winterfell in Bermuda, was no longer safe, and there was less and less help available to them. After all, Harrison, as the head of the intelligence department, has been replaced unconsciously. If it weren't for Angela's special abilities, Fisher might still be in the dark right now.

Maybe it won't be kept in the dark, after all, Harrison B's loopholes are really not small.

But after all, Murphy's Law.

If Fisher didn't distinguish it at the first time, then as time goes by, Harrison B will naturally be able to behave more and more decently, and Fisher, who had preconceived thinking at that time, was afraid that he would die without a place to be buried.

Along the way, whether it is easy or dangerous, there always seems to be no danger, but it is really like walking a tightrope at a height of 100 meters.

Fisher's nerves were like a tightrope under his feet, and they didn't know when they would break, but it was only a matter of time.

Fisher could feel his shoulders wet with Angela's tears, and the dense and deep heart she had conveyed. He turned his head and kissed Angela lightly on top of the head.

"Well, baby, I'll admit, that's what happened. I've been so tired all this time that I feel like I'm not motivated in life for a while. There always seems to be an annoying little monster that can't be beaten, you know it's the kind of chicken, obviously very weak, but it will always come to you in a steady stream, take up your time, drain your fighting spirit, and affect your emotions......" said Fisher with his hand in a deliberately clumsy way to gesture to the appearance of a howling little monster.

Angela was amused, and after sneering, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and reached out to gently tap his chest. This time it was really a gentle move.

"Then you will also meet all kinds of small bosses and big bosses that make you feel like you are beginning to doubt your life, and they will give you the feeling that you were fighting people before, and now you are in PVP. The style of painting changed abruptly, and it was clear that he was smooth sailing, but he was slammed to the ground when he turned around. Fisher put his arm around Angela's shoulders.

"To be honest, I'm a little tired of feeling like that. But I also feel a little sorry for myself who thinks like this, after all, I can't help but avenge Renault's revenge. It's a bit of a contradiction. ”

Angela arched in Fisher's arms like a cat.

Fisher clearly sensed Angela's desire to let him go.

"That's true, you can't ruin your life for revenge. But then again, maybe such revenge will save the world in the end? ”

"The whole world is not as important as you." Angela said in Fisher's arms, small but unwavering.

Fisher smiled dumbly, he picked up Angela's head and kissed her delicate red lips, and kissed the tears on her pear blossom and rainy face, "I think so too." ”

"Hee-hee." Angela smiled with half-squinted eyes.

"I promise you, if one day I really can't hold on, I will definitely get out as soon as possible, and I will never hesitate." Fisher looked into her eyes and said with unprecedented seriousness.

But I'll hold on until the end of the day, Fisher thought to himself.

Angela wrinkled her nose and pinched him in dissatisfaction.

"......" neglected Angela's telepathy.

"All in all, you don't have to worry about me. Don't worry, I won't put potions in the robotic arm in the future to reduce the transmission intensity of the psychic level. So I can only trouble you, my wife, please take care of my mental condition, otherwise it will be considered a relationship with mental illness...... Forehead......" Before he finished speaking, Angela was hit in the chest by an elbow.

"I know, I know, next time I dare to do this, I'll ......," Angela said and made a fist clenching motion, but the emphasis was on the fist rather than the fist.

“…… Aren't you just a widow? Fisher felt his crotch tighten.

"Hehehehehehe, I still have a lot of toys! It didn't work before, but now, hehehehehe......" Angela raised her right hand, the back of her hand raised to the corner of her mouth, and let out a queen's laugh.

“…… Let's go and meet Harrison (B). Fisher raised an eyebrow and patted Angela's ****.

Angela pouted and stretched out her arms, "Hug." ”

"Okay, hug." Fisher laughed, stood up and picked Angela up by the waist.