Dr. Durr was unfortunate to be right. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although few media reporters did not come to the scene for the press conference, which was interrupted early, and Abai vowed to deal with the aftermath, the alliance officials received the news and sent someone over.

The official investigation object is probably the authenticity of the Ark of the Covenant, but they chose the right way to break through, and it was Wu Ming, a real counterfeiter.

After returning to the apartment on Mainu Street, the corresponding work was arranged little by little for almost a month. Wu Ming became Dr. Doerr's nominal assistant, and his main responsibility was to guide the research work related to the zombie nervous system, the workload was not very large, he only needed to come up with ideas, and there was a team of hundreds of people below to carry out specific work, except for the weekly seminars that made him quite nerve-wracking, the rest of the time was basically free to use.

However, the increase in free time does not mean that Wu Ming can be busy with his own affairs as he wants, because the secret surveillance of the mastiff has not been withdrawn with the improvement of Wu Ming's status, and at the same time, Titer is also too tight, and will take the initiative to come to the door almost every other day, either forcibly pulling him to the mall, or going on an outing under the guise of a pretext.

Despite her lack of understanding of the complex emotions of human beings in the world, Wu Ming certainly does not simply believe that Tite approached her in order to find true love, as she herself said. What love at first sight, what chemistry, similar descriptions are simply nonsense, ridiculous, ridiculous lies.

Titt must have had her true purpose; This woman is anything but simple.

However, Wu Ming couldn't find a reasonable reason to turn Titer out, because the naughty daughter had her father as a backer, so it was almost effortless to adjust the original job and take the initiative to become Wu Ming's partner, and the two cooperated in daily work.

This adjustment is reasonable, because Ziot's secret base has been ransacked, although it is obvious that it is Abai's ghost, but due to the lack of tangible evidence, and this is an internal contradiction of the organization, Abai controls the economic lifeline, even if what he has done is a bit excessive, everything can only be based on mediation, as long as he is willing to sell Dr. Doerr's face, it is really not good to tear his face.

So, Titer stuck to Wu Ming along the water. In the eyes of outsiders, the two had a hot fight, and they just had to move to a bed and live a sweet life.

's private life is indeed a little unbearable, regardless of the eyes of those subordinates, as soon as he finds an opportunity, he will declare that he is in love, as for Wu Ming's categorical denial, she said that it was explained as "the unique reserve of Oriental people", and this imaginary vigorous love, she also solemnly made a name, called "Hot Road Cool Love".

This is really!

The atmosphere in the Holy City is not really suitable for love. The atmosphere here is too solemn, the environment is too sacred, especially looking at the faces of those disciples on the street full of reverence, and then looking at the various sect ruins, everyone's mind will only be sublimated and purified at this moment, even if's fiery figure occasionally makes the heart feel itchy, but as long as the eyes are slightly away, the fire of enthusiasm hidden in the deepest part of the heart will be extinguished by the sense of sacredness.

This is not a romantic capital, and the so-called love of the hot road and the cool can only be holy love. Wu Ming has always thought so.

But Wu Ming's idea was soon shaken.

He began to think that all of this was possible, whether it was a mysterious love at first sight or a passionate love affair in a sacred place, there was a possibility of its existence, because during a trip, an inexplicable feeling came to him—something like a pounding heart.

It was an ordinary tour of Shenggong Mountain, and it was also a scheduled passing.

Wu Ming met a woman.

She is a yellow person, with short black ear-length hair, not tall, a beautiful face, and her eyebrows and eyes are full of courage and fledgling confidence.

She disguised herself as an ordinary tourist, with a camera in her hand, pretending to take pictures of the scenery, and clumsily asking for help in order to leave a picture of her visit by the stone wall.

But in fact, Wu Ming had already guessed her true identity - an official agent of the Alliance.

She may have some mastery of disguise and confidence, but she's clearly underestimating her opponent's abilities, as she's approaching some of the best grappling experts in the Fresh Meat world. The martial arts expert's insight into subtleties is far beyond the ordinary, especially when a master appears within a dozen meters of him, even when he closes his eyes.

But Wu Ming did not expose the truth, nor did he refuse the false request to take a photo of her, although he knew that it was a means to steal fingerprints, and even asked her name in front of Tite, looking like he wanted to ask someone to date.

Wu Ming admitted that he had an indescribable good impression of her, and that good feeling had been around for a long time, because-

She looked a lot like her, the last fresh meat fighter to die at her own hands.

Her number is eks7758, and the fresh meat has given her a beautiful name, Lydia.

It was the last round before entering the Fresh Meat Finals, 24 gladiators, 12 matches, but Wu Ming drew her as his opponent.

In fact, before that, all the Fresh Meat gladiators had met in private, in a closed training camp, the night before the final draw. When the venerable elder came up with that bold plan, the 24 gladiators were inspired, and their eyes lit up, because they saw hope, the hope of rewriting their fate for billions of fresh meat......

"It's going to be an adventure like never before, it's a little crazy, it's a little whimsical, but we don't have anything to lose."

"We've been arguing for a long time that it's doable, and we're all set."

"There is no controversy about this candidate, because the strength is obvious, and he is the strongest person in our group."

"Maybe the chance of success is very slim, but in order to get rid of the tragic fate that has been doomed, even if there is only a 1 in 10 million chance, we have to fight with all our might!"

"Whoever comes across 9527, we ask him not to launch any high-intensity attacks because we need him to be in the final in the best physical condition."

"Kill your opponent, 9527, and finish off a gorgeous show in front of us in the way you do best. Your opponents will thank you, and we will thank you! ”

“……”

"Have you ever heard of feelings, the kind of feelings that humans had hundreds of years ago? I think...... I seem to be developing that feeling for you. It's a shame that we weren't born at the right time to have a real experience...... But I wish we were the two of us meeting tomorrow so that I would die at your hands and in front of you. Like, it's very happy......"

“……”

Wu Ming couldn't remember the process of the battle, as if the part of the brain cell responsible for memory had been seriously damaged, or the self-protection mechanism of the nervous system was working, in short, that short few minutes had long since disappeared in his memory, leaving only a faint trace of pain.

But there are some fragments and some feelings that have been firmly engraved in the minds of the people involved.

Wu Ming remembered that it was the first time he couldn't do it.

As soon as the red consciousness body makes a final attack, that beautiful face will disappear, like evaporating raindrops, and only a little sadness will be emitted in the air, and no trace will be left. But at that moment, the hesitation that had never happened before tied his hands and feet, as if his heart would also shatter into fine crumbs if the palm of his hand was swung down.

If you want to become a good fresh meat fighter, you can't be cold-blooded, it is an iron rule, and it is also an instinct created by hundreds of years of experience of being destroyed and slaughtered. However, above the instinct, there seems to be something higher that has been passed down, in the genes, in the blood, that even if people become fresh meat, they are still different from ordinary livestock.

At that moment, it was probably that high-level thing that made the most determined killer waver.

Wu Ming remembered, the smiling eyes begging for death.

She has a pair of talking eyes, as if she is talking all the time. She is talking about the suffering of the whole world, but her tone is so gentle that it is like an intoxicating wine that can make people forget everything for a while, and only believe that there is still hope in this world, and above the boundless darkness, there is still light.

But at that moment, in the frozen light and shadow, those eyes prayed for death.

What she wanted was not relief in the ordinary sense, because Wu Ming had seen the eyes praying for relief 36 times, and that kind of look was usually clouded with a little fear and despair. But there was no fear in those eyes, no despair, as she said, it was happiness, and she couldn't ask for it. Perhaps she has already seen through it, along with destruction, there is hope, and there is rebirth, in another time and space.

Wu Ming also remembers the indulgent crying that night.

He thought that he, like all fresh meat, had already degenerated his tear ducts, and even if the most ferocious punch hit the bridge of his nose head-on, he couldn't weakly shed tears. That world no longer needs tears, because it can't be exchanged for sympathy and pity, nor for the killer to put down the butcher's knife.

However, at that time, he still knelt on the ground and tried his best to vent his sorrow.

He found that weeping was still an innate instinct, never lost to the need of evolution, it was only deliberately forgotten in the loneliest corners, always looking for an opportunity, waiting to erupt. This is true of even the most iron-blooded fighters.

Wu Ming will always remember her name, Lydia, a beautiful name born at an untimely time.

And she seems to have been born at the right time, because another of the same her actually appeared again.

Her name is Lilac, which is also a beautiful name.

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