It has been said that if faith is not extinguished, life will never die. In that extremely short moment, it was like a comet streaking across the sky, and all living beings held their breath, and they clearly saw that the tail end of the meteorite burned violently, overflowing with bright starlight. In many cases, such a scene is static, and the broadsword in the eyes of the fat man is also static. The blade slashed down his face, perhaps chopping his head in two, or just cutting a hole in the blood.

In short, the golden fat man thought that he was dead, and he even saw the scene of the apocalyptic yellow spring, and he was a little worried that death was not a painful thing. In that case, he wanted it to be shorter, because he really hated pain. The cold metallic feel of the broadsword made the fat golden man more and more nervous, and he was about to give up his thirst for life, and then he saw someone holding the sun falling from the sky. It was a familiar face, a calm and confident face, which gave the golden fat man a great sense of security.

The fat man thought that he could not live up to his trust, maybe it was not perfect, but at least it was delayed until now. Because of the appearance of Zhantao, the golden fat man breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of almost blind trust is usually formed over time, and it must not be achieved overnight. Zhan Tao grabbed the [Star Stone Core], fell from a high altitude, and stepped on the back of the [Walker], only to hear a rumbling sound, only to see the ground under his feet sunken down, but there was no trace of the [Walker].

Be...... No, no, [Walker] was trampled on the ground by Zhan Tao and caught in the crack of the mud, and this kick really made [Walker] lose face. The point is, with just one kick, the [Walker] completely lost its combat effectiveness. His body sank into the ground, and he kept vomiting filth from his mouth, looking very embarrassed and disgusting. Zhan Tao glanced around, and the [Star Stone Core] in his hand flashed, and the invisible ripples dispersed, and all the [C Authority] minions stopped.

This scene, Zhan Tao had seen before, when Saki used the special rights of the [protagonist] to control the whole class, and now he is following suit, but he is controlling a higher-level life form. The power of [Star Stone] should not be underestimated, and it has played a miraculous effect at the beginning of its appearance, if it is not so, it will inevitably be a fierce battle. Seeing that the enemy army had stopped, the angry and beaten allies rose up, picked up their weapons and rushed forward, venting their anger wantonly. This scene is like the Shura slaughterhouse, where the fresh life has become a lowly ant.

On this day, the DF Alliance killed a lot of people, which was the most enjoyable killing since the establishment of the Alliance, and this wave of encirclement and suppression swept away at least half of the minions of the [C Management Bureau] in Nancheng. The golden fat man was red-eyed, and Zhan Tao had no choice but to hold him down and said, "We have to hurry up and go to Shanghai, this place is not suitable for a long time." ”

Overnight, I set off for Shanghai, and after several investigations on the way, I finally arrived in Shanghai before dawn. At the door of the national exhibition hall after a long absence, Mo Yu and his party looked forward to it, seeing that Zhan Tao looked tired, Mo Yu didn't say much, and personally led him to the general manager's office to rest. In these days when Zhan Tao was away, Mo Yu took full command and undertook some commercial exhibition activities, and even international e-sports events. The operation of a large national exhibition hall requires extremely high operating costs, and if it does not accept cooperation with foreign countries, then the national exhibition hall cannot be sustained at all.

As for the general manager's office of Zhantao, it was also designed by Moyu faction, with a bed, a bathroom, a restaurant, a gym and an open-air swimming pool, just a private cinema. Mo Yu introduced them one by one, and it took a lot of time, Zhan Tao swallowed his saliva and said, "So, this top floor was contracted by me alone?"

Mo Yu shook his head, "There is still about half of the space idle, if you need it, you can reuse it." ”

Zhan Tao hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, it's good like this." ”

"When I learned that you were returning today, I decided to hold the first high-level meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, what do you think? Mo Yu secretly glanced at Zhan Tao a few times, and he didn't know if the boss was not satisfied with his arrangement.

Zhan Tao was not a person who cared about the details, he nodded and said, "Okay, you can decide this kind of thing, I said, when I am not there, you will be solely responsible for the national exhibition hall." ”

The national exhibition hall is very large, accommodating all the members of the DF Alliance, and there is ample space for offices and exhibitions. In these days in Nancheng, Mo Yu has carried out a large-scale renovation of the national exhibition hall, and he invited the most professional design team in Shanghai to bring the national exhibition hall to earth-shaking changes. This is not Mo Yu's arbitrariness, it is Zhantao's personal request, what he hopes to take over is something completely new, completely his, without other people's symbols.

This preference is roughly a bit straight male cancer, but Zhan Tao has this capital, he has such a big building in the Shanghai market, and such a group of die-hard followers, he can really speak hard. This time Nancheng was evacuated, some people died, some people were injured, and for the next period of time, all the staff temporarily rested and recuperated. The national exhibition hall was open to the public normally, and Mo Yu approached a studio to negotiate an exhibition in three days. Naturally, it can't be a small fight, the art exhibition is of a very high standard, and there are many famous artists, several of whom will even visit in person, and the tickets were swept out as early as last Monday.

People who engage in art are generally more fanatical, and their fans are also generous, and the tickets are surprisingly expensive, but there are always people who are willing to buy, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and no one can do anything. Zhan Tao was also very helpless, he understood the difficulties of being the organizer for the first time, asked the security company to check the tickets, ensure the safety of the guests, beware of illegal terrorists, and beware of dementia art lovers. On the first day, Zhan Tao saw a guest and the security guard fighting, of course, it was a unilateral beating, the reason was that the guest bought a fake ticket, and the security did not let him in, but the guest wanted to enter, and the two sides had a verbal conflict, and then made a big move.

Mo Yu saw that Zhan Tao was displeased, and hurriedly came forward to stop it, trying to resolve the dispute, but the guest's attitude was extremely poor, and after saying a few words, his face was red, and his voice became louder and louder, and he was about to beat someone again. The professionalism of the security determined that he reacted immediately and detained the guests to the ground. Looking at this scene, Zhan Tao had a headache, rubbed his temples and walked in, not wanting to interfere with this troubled water. When he walked into the exhibition area, the different compartments were distinguished, generally based on the style and the painter, and Zhan Tao didn't know much about painting, and he was not very cold. In his subjective consciousness, painting is very abstract, if it is famous, you can put a little ink on the white paper, it can also become a masterpiece, and it will be interpreted by future generations to reveal countless layers of deep meaning.

I accidentally saw a three-dimensional abstract painting of a swirl of stars, the center of the vortex was pale and empty, and there was nothing. Zhan Tao was fascinated, and then, a pitch-black hand stretched out from the painting.