"Squeak!"

In Wujiang, at the mouth of a sewer on a certain street, a white rat that looked a little sturdy looked at the street through the gap in the leaking grate of the sewer.

It scanned, as if tentatively, calling.

Maybe it's because of the dirty sewer environment, and it has a lot of dirt on its body, but it doesn't care.

It raised its eyebrows and looked left and right, after not finding any humans. It opened its mouth abruptly, bared its fangs, and bit down into an iron pipe in the leaky grate.

"Quack!"

The hard iron pipe broke in response.

The rat didn't stop until he bit off the entire pipe, and then jumped to the ground.

If someone were present at this time, they would have been shocked to see a mouse leap two meters high.

"Bang dang!"

After landing on the ground, the white rat shook his head and threw the half of the iron pipe that was still biting in his mouth on the ground, then turned around and glanced at the exit he had just made, and nodded slightly.

Retracting its gaze and glancing at the empty streets, it realized that here, the cruel humans had left.

Hehe, those humans are even afraid of times.

Thinking of this, the white mouse shook his head, stopped thinking about it, turned back to the mouth of the sewer, and then leaned down and screamed.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

A high-pitched sound emanated from its mouth and entered the sewer through the gap in the leaky grate of the sewer.

"Squeak ......"

It kept screaming and didn't stop for a moment.

Not much.

Its ears twitched, and it stopped calling.

The next moment.

A rat crawled out of the gap, followed by a second, a third......

Rats leap out of the cracks one after another, they are like the spirits of ancient mythology, contrary to science, each mouse, every time they leap out, are one meter high, amazing.

The mouse glanced at his subordinates who jumped out one after another, paused slightly, and then jumped into the air towards a street lamp on the side of the road.

In a few vertical steps, the white rat stood on the street lamp.

It looked down at the already dense crowd of races above the ground, and then looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sky is clear and the sea is blue, but the strange thing is that in the sky, there are not many clouds, but they are wantonly and crazy surging.

In the clouds, there is also a palm shadow that can encompass the entire sky, disappearing from time to time.

It seems that after a while, an ancient troll will come to the world and want to suppress heaven and earth.

Just one glance, there was a palpitation in the heart of the white mouse, it quickly lowered its head, then looked at its own race, and shouted loudly.

"Squeak!"

The voice fell.

On the ground, tens of thousands of rats of different colors had gathered, and they all responded together.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

“......”

This time, the rat screamed for a long time, and it did not stop until the leaky grate in the sewer was no longer present.

Immediately, it jumped off the street lamp and walked somewhere.

Behind him, hundreds of thousands of rats had already gathered, and they all followed.

It's just that among them, there are a few rats, but there is a humanized melancholy on their faces.

It's like the helpless look of human beings in the face of natural disasters.

......

At this time, a hundred miles away from the Hanging Mountain, on a certain hill, Liu Zhengjun hung up a phone call, put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and walked to Song Tianming's side not far away.

With an inexplicable look, he looked at Wu Jiang in the distance, and Liu Zhengjun immediately spoke.

"Chief, there is news from the United States that in the early hours of this morning, the Pacific operation of the United States was not carried out on time. ”

The voice fell.

Song Tianming didn't look back, his eyes were still staring in the direction of Wu Jiang.

"Can you find out?"

"Return, chief. ”

Liu Zhengjun, bowing slightly, said in a deep voice.

"Agent Lone Wolf, still check again, there is no news yet, but Wang Sha has already left the United States and gone to the island country, and at seven o'clock this morning, the agent we sent to the island country Siberian Tiger came with news that the island country is gathering the Onmyoji, as if he wants to step into the Pacific Ocean and seize the sword. ”

Well?

"Wang Sha?"

When Song Tianming heard this, he was slightly stunned, a little puzzled.

"Yes, Wang Sha is the son of the Shangjing Wang family, Wang Hengtian, a member of the special gene team of the United States before, and participated in the first Pacific operation. ”

Wang Hengtian!

Hearing this name, Song Tianming unconsciously glanced at Ye Qingyang, who was squatting on the ground not far away, after all, the two of them had been fighting secretly for decades.

Right now.

Ye Qingyang, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly turned his head to look at Song Tianming.

"Chief, come and see. ”

"What's wrong?"

As he spoke, Song Tianming walked towards Ye Qingyang, and Liu Zhengjun behind him saw this and immediately followed.

In a few steps, the two came to Ye Qingyang's side.

Seeing the two of them coming to his side, Ye Qingyang pointed to the ground and spoke.

"Look. ”

When the two of them heard the sound, they immediately squatted down like Ye Qingyang and looked towards the ground.

At a glance, the two were a little confused.

Because, above the ground, there is nothing but a few weeds.

"Brother, are you kidding me?"

Song Tianming raised his eyes and looked at Ye Qingyang abruptly, with a hint of not being angry and arrogant in his expression.

Ye Qingyang shook his head when he saw this, and then stretched out his hand and pointed towards a weed. Then he said.

"Chief, you see, the grass is moving. ”

A voice came out.

Liu Zhengjun and Song Tianming were both startled, and then looked at them intently.

Really.

The weed, as if someone was pulling it out, was getting off the ground little by little.

In a short time, the whole grass left the ground and fell to the ground.

At this time, Ye Qingyang suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Song Tianming, and shouted loudly at Liu Zhengjun.

"Get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Song Tianming, and then his figure flashed, hanging on the hill, three meters into the void.

When the voice fell, Liu Zhengjun also made a quick move, and his figure flashed out in a hurry.

Right now.

"Boom!"

A loud roar rang out.

Before, the hill where the three of them were standing collapsed, and with it, tens of thousands of ants crawled out of it.

In the void, Song Tianming, who saw so many ants for the first time, unconsciously fought a cold war.

On the side, Liu Zhengjun also looked at so many ants that suddenly appeared with a shocked expression, and he seemed to be muttering with a shocked face.

"How can these ants have such power!"

Ye Qingyang heard the sound, his expression was inexplicable, he looked up at the mountain standing in the sky in the distance, and said slowly.

"They are no longer ordinary ants, they are demonized, just like in ancient mythology!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingyang found that in the void, the palm shadow that appeared from time to time was descending from the void at an extremely fast speed at this time.

But for a moment.

The palm shadow slammed into the ground.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky roared, and within a radius of 100 miles from the hanging mountain, smoke and dust were filled.

On the hill, Song Tianming, who was looking at everything in front of him, was a little depressed, and he slowly spoke.

"Wujiang no longer exists. ”

The voice came out, and the two people beside him were silent, quietly staring at the smoke and dust in front of them.

......