"It's too late to hurry, sir, it's too short, and the Edward's Institute of Psychology is more out of the way. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The helicopter pilot said to Zollen, who was sitting in the back.

"Just do your best, after all, I still need to deal with this kind of thing, and I don't expect to be able to catch up. ”

Zuo Lun sat in the helicopter, the wind around him was howling, but he seemed very indifferent, and even, there was an invisible membrane to isolate him from the outside, no matter how strong the wind was, his hairstyle was also meticulous, he was indeed a person who had high requirements for his dress, almost a kind of persistence and habit.

Beside Zuo Lun, there was also a man, the man was a little older, he looked to be forty years old, wearing a heavily oiled overalls, completely dressed as a worker in a workshop.

The two men sit next to each other, revealing a great visual contrast.

But the two of them seemed natural.

Indeed, perhaps the relationship between status and status is very important in the world, especially in Western democracies that emphasize freedom, democracy and equality, and sing these slogans, in fact, to a certain extent, their hierarchical thinking is more obvious, but once they enter the world of horror broadcast stories, the status of identity in the real world is often no longer the standard for listeners to measure each other.

The only criterion is strength.

Being able to sit with Sophia's boss Zuo Lun, and also sit on the ground with a golden knife and occupy most of the positions, obviously, the status of this European and American worker can only be higher than Zuo Lun, and definitely not lower than Zuo Lun.

"It's still an adventure. "The worker's voice seems a little thick, it should be a habit developed in a noisy working environment, because if the voice is not high, there is no conversation in the workshop at all," once it is not done well, the original scene will appear again. ”

"Do you really believe that he has a deep relationship with that woman? Even if the cat followed him, it doesn't say much about the problem, and even, from the analysis of other people, everyone agrees that the woman has actually disappeared, and the information collected recently also shows these problems.

That woman, most likely, is no longer in the real world.

If the woman had disappeared and the black cat was following him, it would have been easy to understand, it was nothing more than the luck of a listener in the Oriental circles who had the good fortune to adopt the pet of a strong man, and this example is not uncommon in our Western side, and even in mythological stories.

Joe Allen, don't think too much, even if he dies now, it doesn't have much to do with us, he took the initiative to go to the laboratory by himself, and he also took the initiative to enter the glass house, not us escorted him.

Besides, we listeners in London always have to come out of the shadow of the woman at the beginning, and we can't always immerse ourselves in the nightmare of the past. ”

"Nightmare?

Shade?

Hehe......"

Jo Allen sighed, "I am from Mariner City, and my wife and daughter left me forever during that incident, and even the slightest trace of them was ruthlessly erased by the horror broadcast, and I can't even find a hair of them to pay tribute to."

If that woman, that woman doesn't disappear, if that woman is still watching everything here,

If, her relationship with him is really extraordinary.

Well, the results that this may trigger,

Zoren, can you afford it?

If that woman comes to England again, can you guarantee that the one in the Vatican, the one in Milan and the one in Catalonia, those giants are really willing to tear their faces and sacrifice their roots to fight that crazy woman?

Britain still needs us British people to protect it, we can't expect anyone else, never will, only we, the British listeners, can make this place our home in our hearts!

We've already provoked that woman by someone else, and now we're going to take the initiative to repeat it?"

Zuo Lun stretched out his hand and patted Jo Allen's shoulder, "My dear Jo Allen, please believe me, that woman, is really gone, we must learn to stand up again, only when we all get out of that shadow, can we British listeners have hope, and it will be possible to give birth to another giant."

This is just our first step, and now, the man named Su is our first step, a pathfinder, and his accident has nothing to do with us. ”

At this moment, a terrifying aura rose in the center of London, without any warning, without the slightest warning, and it caught people off guard!

Zuo Lun's face changed immediately, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and his previous confident and confident appearance completely disappeared, turning into a panic and panic, like a guinea pig in the laboratory who was frightened by various experiments.

"Her breath, her breath, she's coming, she's still ............"

Jo Allen's lips were already purple, and it was clear that the fear from the depths of his soul had completely suppressed the hatred of his wife and daughter being killed, as if it was a natural suppression of the pigs below by the existence at the top of the food chain. For that woman, he can't hate, and he doesn't dare to hate, the other party has planted a nightmare in his heart, and it can't be shaken!

............

In a museum in London, a coffin that had been placed in a special exhibition area that was closed to guests slowly levitated, and a thin man reached out, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and slowly sat up.

His hair was blue, but it looked like a pile of dead grass, and his skin was wrinkled, like a fig leaf attached to his bones, and he looked very reluctant.

However, his eyes seemed very dark and hollow, and when he sat up, the air pressure around him suddenly decreased, and everything began to become centered on him.

He's hesitating, he's thinking, he's hesitating,

He didn't even dare to fully release his breath to meet the aura that appeared out of thin air.

Finally, he let out a long sigh, and the whole person showed a kind of loneliness, and then slowly lay back in the coffin, and the coffin lid was closed at this time, and slowly fell back to the ground.

............

"Sir, the Prime Minister asked me to ask you if the draft outline of his next military security meeting is ready. A clerk knocked on the door and asked, because the door was locked from the inside, which is a very strange phenomenon, and few people would lock the door here.

The clerk, who had not received a response, had to reach out and continue to knock on the door, however, soon an angry response came from inside:

"Let the Prime Minister go to hell, let the draft outline go to hell, let everyone here go to hell,

Get out of here, get out of here!"

The roar echoed on this floor of the government building, and everyone was surprised and inexplicable, why did Mr. Prime Minister, who has always been known for his gentleness, suddenly become so angry?

In the office, Will was squatting at his desk, he looked at his hands, he was shaking, he was really shaking, for a long time before, he had imagined countless times that one day when that woman dared to come to England again, what kind of attitude he would take to face her, to fight her, to defeat her, in order to protect his country, to protect his homeland, he would do anything, even to sacrifice!

However, when the time came, his courage vanished in an instant when the woman's breath reappeared in the sky over London.

He was angry at his cowardice, and he was now ...... Only anger remains.

Zuo Lun is right, if the British audience can't get out of the shadow left by that woman, then the future will be extremely bleak, because they have lost their courage and lost the courage to face it.

At the same time, in the Vatican, in Milan, in Catalonia, in Athens and other cities, a huge figure appeared, and their eyes were all aimed in the direction of England.

Even in China, there are several cities where huge figures have appeared, the figures are very blurred, invisible to ordinary people, but they can greatly interfere with the magnetic field.

A figure raised a suspicion:

"Hasn't she already gone to that place, what's ...... Is she back yet?"

............

Sophia suddenly fell to the ground, gasping for air, and the breath, the breath she had felt when she was just an experiencer, reappeared;

She remembered that the day after that breath appeared, the fear of a city being erased, as if the worldview had been completely subverted, and the whole person passed in a state of confusion for a long time.

The hundreds of thousands of people in Mariner's Town, their social connections, all traces of them, all that they had existed for so long, were wiped clean, and it was a great terror, a great fear, a dark curtain that hung over the heads of all British listeners.

Immediately, she looked up suddenly, and saw Su Bai who was already dying in the glass house, she screamed like crazy, and more than a dozen vines grew out of her body, penetrated through the doorway, and swung directly at the petri dish.

Can't let him die, never let him die,

The woman is still there,

That woman is here again!

He must have a deep relationship with that woman, he can't die, he can't die!

Su Bai only heard the voice of the old woman in his head suddenly roared, and then, the spiritual coercion on his body dissipated instantly.

"Smack!"

The sound of glass breaking came, Su Bai felt a dampness on his face, raised his head, opened his eyes, and saw that the petri dish fell to the ground and shattered directly, and the culture liquid was splashed everywhere, and the brain was rolling and came to him.

I don't know why,

Looking at this brain so disgusting,

Su Bai's first reaction was:

Swallowed. (To be continued.) )