In the evening, a light rain began to fall.

In the reflection of countless rains, it seems that there are invisible phantoms covering the earthly world, and through the countless fleeting raindrops in that instant, you can glimpse dozens of giant-like phantoms.

Giants from the land of Hell Lombard flung their hooks from another depth, and fishhooks the size of crane hooks crossed the long distance between borders and descended on the present realm, hooking a lonely building towering on the outskirts of the city.

It's like catching a giant fish, pulling.

With a silent roar and roar, the entire building, along with the surrounding area, was dragged into the separate border by the fishing giants, and only the phantom remained in its place.

Immediately afterward, with the understatement of the leading woman's fingers, a terrifying hurricane burst out from her fingertips, and the flames appeared out of thin air, turning into a mighty tornado, soaring into the sky, and the terrifying power tore the surface of the building in an instant, revealing countless traps inside.

"The passage is open, hurry up and !!"

Following the leader's order, the sublimators of the Social Security Bureau shouldered their shields and rushed into the building in the face of countless explosions, only to hear the constant roar.

I don't know how many vicious traps have been triggered, and the sound of continuous collapse sounds. Ignoring all blocking walls and traps, the intruding team rushed forward and headed straight for the core.

Against the clock.

Before entering the border, news had already come from the command headquarters in the rear that the live broadcast had started in advance, and there was no time to rub them in again.

The Ascendant in the armor of the light rode a giant horse, taking the lead and rampage.

To their astonishment, the only traps that awaited them were innumerable traps, and although they were dangerous, there was no one to stop them. All the rescuers suddenly felt half cold, the people of the Green Sun had already retreated, and there might have been no one here......

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The armor-clad sublimator shouted angrily, pulling the reins, and the translucent giant horse was a frontier relic, as the horse's body was raised, the iron hooves trampled down, thunder and roar burst out, and the air wave swept forward, straight forward, tearing all the walls of the maze that squeezed in.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

In the midst of the chaos, Hara Tegurus jumped up excitedly, stepping on the bulge on the wall first, almost defying gravity and moving forward along the wall, and his teammates couldn't stop him.

Then it was lifted off in a wave of explosives.

Fell to the ground with a disgraced face, choking violently, handsome for only three seconds, I don't know which barber shop's TONY teacher dyed his hair into an explosive head, and his face was also pitch black.

It's embarrassing.

"What kind of mess are children doing?"

The leader slapped him on the back of the head, told him to stay in the back, and waved his hand forward, and a foehn wind burned the final gate into iron juice.

The terrifying temperature spread along with the pungent smell of blood.

The original photo, which rushed to the front again, was almost choked, and then the viscous blood that covered almost every inch of the wall.

"It's over. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Sister Mo, that sissy can't be cold already, right?"

"If you can talk, talk more. ”

Suesan rolled his eyes, shook his hand and slapped the back of his head again, his fingertips provoked, lit a fire, and walked into the darkness filled with the pungent smell of blood.

As far as the eye can see, it is like hell.

It's like walking into a slaughterhouse.

"Mommy......"

Yuan Zhao, who followed behind to probe his brain, was stunned for a long time, and then gasped.

It's cold, it's cold!

It's so cold to be like this......

Thinking that the first action he participated in with great ambition ended in failure, he suddenly felt a little helpless, and his heart was sluggish.

How?

According to the law, shouldn't you fight for 300 rounds first, and then the tiger's body is shaken, and that sissy will bow down? Why did you die before you fought for 300 rounds?

There's no way, who called that little white face so weak, can't save him, can't blame Yuan Dashao for coming late, such a weak chicken, where did he get the courage to confess to his cousin?

He dragged his gun and went down weakly, thinking about at least collecting the body of the disgusting fellow - although it was a little self-conscious, at least it showed that he was quite discerning!

Now, for the sake of you and the young master, I will reluctantly help you pay for a cremation package......

"Let me see, where?"

By the light of the last three's fire, he peered into the basement and heard a faint echo of painful moans between the spilled blood and the corpses.

Immediately after, I caught a glimpse of the pair of green eyes that slowly lifted in the darkness.

"Fuck, shit!!"

He collapsed more than a meter high on the ground, and subconsciously raised his gun and wanted to poke it forward, and then he was kicked aside by Mo San angrily: "What a fart! Don't be surprised, okay? Everyone in the Social Security Bureau has been lost by you!"

Hara's face turned white with fright, and the whole person shrank behind the last three, and his fingers trembled and pointed to the end of the basement, "He, he, him...... Ghosts!"

Yikes!

With the sound of rubbing, in the darkness, the blood-soaked matches finally lit up a ray of fire, illuminating the tragic appearance of the basement.

It's like being ravaged by a hurricane, and it's all over the place.

Pale corpses fell on top of the walls as the viscous blood slowly dripped from the walls, gathering in pools of blood that spread on the ground, and the pale corpses fell on top of each other, forming a tower.

From the fleeting firelight, a vague and hideous outline is revealed.

But what is shocking is that in the midst of this tragic blood there are clumps of pure white irises and wild grasses, as if they have sprouted from a lost life, so beautiful.

It's like breaking into a demon's lair in the mountains.

Hara was shocked by the biting chill and froze in place.

But then, as if relieved, he saw the murderous figure suddenly collapse in his chair.

"Damn, I'm scared to death!"

Huai Shi happily wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, "I thought the green sun was killing again......

"I miss you guys, comrades!"

Before they could react, Huai Shi pounced on them with a saved look, as if she was finally looking forward to a savior, and shook hands with them one by one, almost moved to tears.

"You don't know, wow, this place doesn't even have a door, there is no way to get out, there is nothing to eat, let alone the toilet, and you can't find a lighter if you want to smoke...... Thanks to the Astronomical Society, thanks to the Social Security Bureau, comrades for their hard work!"

The last three were held by him, and the perennial cold face couldn't help but twitch.

Suddenly I felt a wave of fantasy.

What the hell is this! Is this your kidnapping, or are you a lone hero who has gone into the lair of the Green Sun alone and destroyed them all over the house! What the hell is this going to do?

When did the operators of the Astronomical Society be so able to fight!

Her first reaction was that the dead fat man who came to ask for help was probably not playing with us!

"Davarishi, please be seated!"

"Davarich, smoke!"

"Come, Davarishi, Woo Kuo Luo!"

When they reacted, each of them had already been stuffed with a bottle of cold happy water in their hands, and then they saw Huai Shi running to the corner, dragging two guys who were still panting and running over and delivering them to them.

Like an old farmer, he smiled honestly and boldly.

- Behold, Davarich, this is a gift to you!

Prisoner, alive!

“......”

So, what's going on with us here?

You've killed all the kidnappers, shall we accept the fruits of victory?

The corners of Mo San's mouth twitched, looking at the smile full of sand sculpture power, he suddenly felt a dazed: what the hell is this?

In a hellish atmosphere of happiness, social security, astronomy, and the police and people, the last three noticed the original photo in a daze in the corner.

"Original photos?" she tapped him on the shoulder, a little worried about the boy's state, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing. ”

Hara Teru looked up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and squeezed out a smile with difficulty on his dull expression: "I...... Go out and cool off. ”

As he spoke, the young man dragged his spear weakly and turned away.

Like the walking dead, he walked through the ruins along the way, and finally, he sat sluggishly on the steps outside the building, and his pale expression frightened the eldest cousin who came to him.

"What's going on?" the eldest cousin looked at him in astonishment, "Are you alright, Harato?"

"I—I'm fine......"

Hara Teru smiled stiffly, but his expression was as if he couldn't help but cry.

You can't cry, you can't cry, you can't cry, once you cry, there's something important to lose forever.

But......

Tears of humiliation still couldn't help but flow down his face.

No matter what, it is difficult to dispel the scene engraved in my mind.

In the dark, with the lifting of matches, the lit cigarette rolls.

The pair of dark eyes that were illuminated in the bright and extinguished firelight, and the handsome face that was still amazing even if it was stained with blood.

The long black hair hung down from his tattered shirt and fell between the blood and the white flowers, as if it had dissolved into the fading color in the darkness, and it was difficult to distinguish it.

It was solemn and cold, no matter how tragic the background and how hideous the blood color could not hide.

It's like seeing an exorcist who turns back to the devil and gives his middle finger in the light of heaven, a killer who kills an entire gang for a dog and then a whole gang, a mysterious hacker wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat walking in bullet time......

At this moment, Yuan Zhao, who was only fourteen years old, suddenly had a deep understanding - some games may not have started yet, and they are already doomed.

And ...... for yourself Already defeated.

Lost at the starting line.

There is no way to fight back.

"Why!"

Yuan Zhao looked up to the sky and howled angrily, and finally cried out: "Obviously he is a sublimator, why is he so fashionable!"

“......”