Shrill alarm bells rang one after another, as if the city was full of crises and dangers. Sitting in a café and watching the city of London under the cold winter sun outside the glass, three police cars have already sped past in a short period of time. With a slight movement of his ears, he could hear the faint sound of gunfire coming from time to time. The capital of this bustling old empire is now at war.

In fact, it's not a war, but it's almost there. The British Prime Minister has signed a national martial law and mobilized for war, declaring a red state of terrorism. In connection with the assassination of Emperor Elizabeth, all the media throughout Britain have gone crazy. Twenty-four hours a day, every moment of every TV station, which station it is tuned to, is talking about this thing.

Of course, what happened to Elizabeth had nothing to do with the civilians, who were talking more about the fact that someone was firing big guns and magnifying guns and firing big missiles on the streets of London, and all the brains in the whole of London went crazy. Men, women, shemales, every minute and every second of Londoner with a mouth, talks about this everywhere he goes. The fierce fire that burned half of the sky was like a volcano erupting directly in the city, and MI5, six, or anywhere, it was impossible to cover up this matter.

People are panicking, people are really panicking.

There are two of the most striking manifestations.

The first one, this café with a very long history, extremely high thresholds, many rules, and extremely difficult reservations, now does not have so many pretentious rules. Yang Qi and Qi Meng came in so casually, from the waiter to the shopkeeper, all of them looked sad, and they never asked a second sentence since they finished ordering. In this world, who cares about those fancy shows?

The second manifestation is that the whole of London seems to be in a state of uncontrollable chaos. The culprit has long since stopped, but the people who followed it were all around like pimples. The ruthless British dignitaries mobilized all their forces to dig into the ground to sweep London, and most of the people who were swept away were unlucky ghosts who had harmed the pond fish, but who cared about that at this time? Even if it was only for an international view, they would never stop.

The official, the dark side, the chaos, and the inexplicable madness make London at this time like a war zone.

"Damn it, you rich people!" a man slammed into the café with frantic eyes amid the sound of messy footsteps. He lifted his trench coat and pulled out a submachine rifle from inside his clothes. "The end of the world has come, welcome the Day of Judgment, sinners, and I will send you to God!"

The scene was chaotic with the sound of dense shooting, screams of terror, the sound of bullets breaking through the air, and the crackling of glass.

Yang Qi held his left cheek with his hand and sat in the seat with a blank expression. The dangerous shooting happened all around her, but she didn't mean to turn her head to look at it. The goddess sitting opposite the goddess did the same, resting her head and arms on the back of the sofa with a contemplative expression on her face. Compared to the others who dodged and ran away, the painting style of these two guys seemed quite weird.

Since it was strange and eye-catching, the gunman immediately abandoned others and fired straight to this side. Bang la, the bullet with a very poor head was like a human body stroker with a capital "H" between the two, and without touching a single hair, it successfully smashed the floor-to-ceiling window next to it into a splash of glass slag. Yang Qi covered the mouth of the coffee cup with one hand to prevent the broken glass from splashing in, and raised the other hand like a mosquito, bent his fingers, and flicked it.

Boom, the ripples shook the air, the fingers traveled through the space, and the shooter fell to the ground in response, his eyes bulged, his whole body stiffened, and he couldn't get up again. The customer and others consciously picked up a life, and felt that this was a place of right and wrong, and they couldn't even clean up, and immediately ran away without cleaning up. The owner of the century-old store was reluctant to give up this family heirloom, but the store staff took the boss away after a frightened look at Yang Qi, who was out of the world.

The entire century-old store immediately became a dilapidated house with air leaks on all sides.

"It's a sudden catastrophic event, and the biggest damage often comes after a disaster. Qi Meng looked at Yang Qi and sneered: "Look, what kind of ancient, peaceful, peaceful and peaceful city has been stirred up by you? Look at that heartbroken boss, can you still drink coffee?"

"First, it's not me who is doing things, you look for whoever does things. Second, the ancient theory of peace and tranquility is nonsense. If it was really so peaceful and peaceful, now we would only be united in rescue and disaster relief, instead of taking advantage of the fire to rob and sweep with guns. You know, earthquakes come suddenly, but the power has been accumulating for 10,000 years. Yang Qi was no longer stunned, picked up the cup and took a sip: "Well, British dark cuisine really deserves its reputation." ”

Qi Meng frowned: "But you have the ability to prevent the situation from escalating in advance." ”

Yang Qi shrugged: "I didn't put the explosive barrel, I didn't light the fuse, and now you blame me for blowing it up?"

"Don't forget, with great power comes great responsibility. Qi Meng's expression looked quite serious: "If you know that there is a barrel of explosives, but you just don't do anything and let it explode, then you are not without a little responsibility." It's like the shooting just now, if you sit back and watch innocent people being shot and don't do anything, then what's the use of learning your peerless martial arts?"

"Yo yo yo, do you think of me as Spider-Man? I don't need you to teach me, who doesn't want to be a superhero, but if you want to be a hero, you have to look at two things. Yang Qi raised his hand and raised a finger: "First, see if there are other traps hidden behind the explosive barrel in front of you." If you stupidly rush up and kick the one you see, but you fall into the routine and detonate other crises, do you think this is a fool who can only do it?"

"The latter routine is shallow, for example, the shooting just now, although it was a scene arranged by MI5 agents - yes, I like to see your deflated expression. Yes, the gunman is not fake, the boss, the employees, the customers are not fake, but it is no accident that the gunman will be here at this time. But MI5 is a hanging, and there are many shallow kings, so I can take care of it if I want. However, what if the routine is very deep, the inside story is very thick, the power is very great, and the consequences are very serious?"

The finger bent and tapped the window. There was a small river outside the window, and in the memory world, it was the location that Yang Qi pointed to that opened a void door. Yang Qi's eyes were deep: "Do you think the inside story behind the door is deep or shallow? Regarding God, I think you must know more than you." ”

Qi Meng immediately shook his head: "I can't help you about this matter." ”

"Ha!" Yang Qi grinned with empty eyes: "Come here again, preaching and gossiping, there is nothing to advise, you just go to the Propaganda Department to find a job! You can't help me in this matter? I'll just hehe, ask you what kind of thing I can help!"

Qi Meng gritted his teeth, his chest rose and fell and he breathed rapidly, and after a moment, he suddenly breathed: "Okay, about God-"

"Forget it, don't talk about it. The god stick spoke, the influence is too long, and the heavenly machine cannot be revealed, I understand it. Yang Qi seemed to have learned her aunt's big turning skills all of a sudden, and she was impatient just now, but now she instantly put on an affectionate look, and reached out to grab Qi Meng's face: "I stimulate you, I just want to know, your confusion." I want to know, your tangle. I want to know, your contradictions. I want to know, what the hell is it that makes you- poof, no, no, no, I can't bear it, I really can't learn my aunt's cute type!"

"Get out of here!" Qi Meng frantically knocked away the hand that had touched him, and then looked at Yang Qi with a straight face: "Although I can't say too much, I think it's okay to tell you something." I really don't know much about God. Don't look at me, I have obtained the license of an unrestricted first-class god, but I haven't had as much contact with the kind of gods that are truly beyond the mortal earth. At least the one in the Pacific, I haven't even seen it with my own eyes. But what I can say is that we are on the right track. As the more memories the aunt channeled, the stronger the twin senses became, the more accurately they could locate the Void coordinates of the 'Tiberian Heart'. ”

"I know this in my heart, but I'm confused about another thing now. Yang Qi scratched his head in distress: "That Adam, what do you think?"

"No opinion. Qi Meng shrugged: "It's too early to say anything, from that era to this era, the span is too big, the time is too long, and the things are too complicated, it's too early to say anything." But I think that when we really figure out what happened, that's when the truth will come out, and that's when we'll be able to fully locate the Heart of Tiberium. ”

"That's right!" Yang Qi swallowed the coffee in one gulp of wine, and stood up: "Let's go, my mother should have rested enough." If you don't leave, the little monsters who don't open your eyes will really bite you, and the old man doesn't want to kill more!"

"Okay. Qi Meng picked up the cup and blew it, and asked casually, "By the way, what about the second point?"

"What second point?"

"The second point is a prerequisite for heroism. ”

"Needless to say, of course it's the mood. I was in a calm mood, and I was naturally thoughtful. I'm going to be excited, hehe~" Yang Qi grabbed Qi Meng's cup, raised his head and toasted another cup of dark cuisine: "Life and death are light, if you don't accept it, you will do it, who will think so much about it when it comes to the end, let's go!"

"It seems that it is really rare to have a quiet time when you are at peace. By the way, where are we going next?"

"Leaving London first, the boys back home are still sifting for positioning. Thirty years have passed, and it takes a little time to find a good target. As he spoke, the portable computer on his wrist shook slightly, and an latest message came. Yang Qi looked down and was immediately happy: "It's a good place again!"

When Qi Meng took a look, another famous place was displayed on the screen.

Dubai, United Arab Emirates.