"Is that how he ends?"

"It's so emotional."

“……”

The big river goes east, and the waves are exhausted.

One person after another and legends have become a thing of the past, drowned by the rolling waves.

Chaotic times always produce heroes, just like the Three Kingdoms on the other side of the earth, or a group of people from heaven in modern history.

This world is upright and chaotic, and it is the time for capable people to emerge.

Perhaps, many years later, their names will also appear in the history or political textbooks of later generations, and they will become heroes or lackeys in the eyes of future generations.

"It's a pity, the masked monster ended up like this at a young age."

There is no shortage of geniuses on this planet, but there are almost no geniuses like Su Xia, some people are one in a million, and he is one in a million or even one in a million.

"If he doesn't die, the future will definitely shine, right?"

At this moment, even from the perspective of opposites, some people can't help but sigh for Su Xia.

Many sighed, they didn't even know what the masked monster really looked like, and maybe they wouldn't have the chance to know in the future.

What would the automatons do with the masked monster's corpse?

Most of the time, it's transported back to the basement of a laboratory and studied slowly.

"How do you feel?"

In the tavern, the store manager Liu Yinjia asked everyone: "If there is any physical discomfort, just say it, this is the first large-scale arrangement of the position device, and the Anluo company does not know the sequelae, it is said that they have not done specific experiments at all, but we have been guinea pigs once."

"Manager, I feel normal, not so uncomfortable."

"Boss, I still want to throw up."

"Boss, my sense of smell is gone, and I haven't recovered ...... yet"

“……”

They responded one after another, some have recovered, and some still have a bit of sequelae.

This time, everyone experienced the horror of the Stance Device.

They don't want to experience this kind of discomfort a second time.

But unfortunately, since this kind of thing has been developed, it will definitely continue to be used in the future, it is nothing more than a matter of time and place.

Unless that "anti-stance device" can flow out through a special channel, the psionic creatures of all races except the automaton should cry in the future.

"Is there really only one way to submit to the cyborgs in the future?" Some people sighed, and they couldn't help but be a little pessimistic.

"Truth be told, we're all semi-subservient now."

Some people also directly told the truth, after all, they are all in the area controlled by the mechanical family, and many things must be done according to the rules of the mechanical family.

It's frustrating, but it's also realistic.

Even people like the masked monsters can't escape death, so what can they do?

The Zero Tavern seems to be powerful, and it was a well-known underground killer organization long before the advent of psionic energy, but this time it didn't have to give in to the mechanical clan, and it didn't even have the qualifications to hunt masked monsters.

"Anyway, will the cyborgs come to claim the bounty?"

"Joke, the whole world is theirs, do they lack these hundreds of millions?"

"yes......"

More than 80% of the planet's exploited resources are in the hands of the mechs, and the cash of humans is waste paper to them, and it is of no use to them.

In the age of chaos, resources are everything.

At the beginning of the war between the two tribes, prices were soaring everywhere, and the paper money at that time plummeted all the way, and in the end, it was impossible to buy a pound of rice with a cart of money.

"Maybe we'll get a chance to see the masked monsters in real life." Suddenly, someone said, "Didn't the mechanical lord of Coral City say that he wanted to hang the head of the masked monster in the central square?" ”

"Possibly!"

"Most of the automatons will use the heads of masked monsters to deter the rest of the people who want to resist......"

The topic returned to Su Xia.

They all seemed to have tacitly acquiesced that Su Xia was dead, talking about possible changes in the future.

There are also people drinking wine, saying goodbye, exchanging contact information with each other.

This hunt for masked monsters is a major event in the entire tavern, and even the fifth-level creatures that are not visible on weekdays have appeared, and many people from the entire continent have come.

"When will it be the next time there will be such a grand event?"

This world is full of dangers, and this time we will never see each other for most of our lives.

During this time, many people have formed good friendships.

There are even some men and women who have seen the right eye and want to get married in the next few days, in the testimony and blessing of everyone.

And the two fifth-level creatures also came to have some interest, especially Hu Hanhai, who likes to be lively, and even plans to be a witness for these newlyweds.

"Strange, why hasn't my brother come back yet?"

Ah Feng occasionally looked at the elevator entrance, surprised in his heart, he also mixed a glass of good wine for Su Xia, and waited for him to come back.

He felt that when the matter here was over, Su Xia would probably have to meet his own city, and he should gather more before leaving.

In Seahorse City, it is not only Ah Feng who still remembers Su Xia.

……

At the moment, in the refugee resettlement area near the Third Ring Road on the east side of the city.

Chu Feng and Ding Xiaowen, a young couple, were sitting around the old TV, draped in blankets beside them, staying up late to watch the night's news.

On the news, news of martial law is being broadcast throughout the city, and some channels mention the masked monsters.

Ding Xiaowen held Chu Feng's hand and asked him softly, "Do you think the masked monster is a good person?" ”

Chu Feng nodded, with the light of the TV reflected in his eyes, and said seriously: "Of course, if it weren't for him, those surrounding cities wouldn't care about the lives of poor people like us, and after he appeared, the governments of those cities began to improve the lives of the poor, improve education and medical care......"

He mentioned that not only the governments of each city, but also the rich and capital who stand at the top of the city.

After the appearance of the masked monsters, those rich people suddenly became kind, and began to do charity everywhere, frequently appearing on various TV shows, and creating their own image of good people to the outside world.

"Even the little city lord is a fan of his." Chu Feng thought of Ding Can, and then asked Ding Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, do you think the mask monster is a good person?" ”

"Well, I agree with you."

Ding Xiaowen smiled sweetly, his smile was soft, and then he said: "It's just that my father often tells me that he is a bad person and stands on the opposite side of our interests." ”

"We can't change their minds." Chu Feng had already contacted Ding Xiaowen's parents when he was proposing, so he naturally knew about this.

"Yes, we can only rely on ourselves in the future, you have to work hard, as your uncle said, enter the municipal building in the future, and slowly sit in a high position."

"Well, uncle, he ......"

Chu Feng glanced at his phone, feeling a little worried inexplicably.

He sent several text messages to Su Xia, but he didn't get a reply.

When he called, he could only get a hint that "the other party is not in the service area", and his uncle seemed to have evaporated from the world, and it seemed that he had never existed.

Of course, to Chu Feng, Su Xia was more like an elf in a fairy tale, helping him fulfill his wish, and then disappearing without a trace.

"I don't know what happened to my uncle." Chu Feng put down his phone, "When you have time, ask the little city lord, he had a good chat with his uncle yesterday." ”

Chu Feng looked at the TV screen in a daze and thought of Ding Can.

After yesterday's luncheon, it was Ding Can who sent Su Xia away, so Ding Can would probably know something about the situation.

However......

At this time, Ding Can was only a lot more worried than him.

On the other side of the artificial lake, the rain was dripping, Ding Can did not hold an umbrella, he was drenched, standing on a dilapidated fortification, looking into the distance, his eyes were full of worry.

A team member walked up to him and said, "Boss, the count of people has been completed, there are 785 people in total, and they are currently being registered." ”

Ding Can nodded: "Okay." ”

"Boss, we don't have enough houses in the resettlement area, so we have to rent a few temporary factories and buy a batch of new beds."

"Okay, go to Tiezi and explain the situation, and he will give you the approval funds."

Ding Can turned around and slowly walked down from the height of the fortifications.

He looked at the fortified gate of the artificial lake.

Inside the gate, there were more than 700 ordinary people who had been kidnapped, most of them still had residual fear on their faces, and they also had the joy of the rest of their lives.

Many people hugged each other and cried bitterly, while others expressed their gratitude to Ding Can's team members in tears.

"Thank you, thank you, you are all good people......"

They were teary-eyed, their clothes were in tatters, and some of them almost knelt down for Ding Can's team members.

Some of them are local to Seahorse City, and they know Ding Can, the small city lord, and they are especially grateful to him.

At this moment, a team member hurriedly ran over, sweating profusely, and said to Ding Can, "Boss, your father is here." ”

"Huh?"

Ding Can had just walked to the gate and was going to appease those people, when he heard this, he frowned, turned around and looked into the distance.

His father did come, followed by many people, and he did not have an umbrella, and his face was very ugly.

On him, Ding Can felt a strong smell of blood.

Obviously, in this chaotic night, there were not only dead people on his side, but also dead people on his father's side.

"Lord of the Castle!" Seeing Ding Yixiu, many of Ding Can's team members stepped back one after another to make way for him.

Ding Yixiu's face was pale, he looked at the surrounding situation, stepped forward step by step, and finally his eyes fell on Ding Can.

It was his son who started the brutal killing of tonight and night.

The mechanical clan did not settle the account afterwards, which was already considered to have given him face, but only let him kill a group of people who leaked the news.

"What are you doing here?" Ding Yixiu said coldly.

"Save people." Ding Can was also indifferent and replied to him like this.

"A lot of people died tonight." Ding Yixiu said again.

"I know."

"They all died because of your stupidity!"

"It's them who are stupid!" Ding Can was unceremonious,-for-tat, "You brought so many people here just to say this?" ”

"Be polite to you!"

Ding Yixiu's face was angry, his voice was a little louder, and he finally couldn't help but scold.

"It's ridiculous, why is Lao Tzu polite to you?" Ding Can said coldly,

"What? Think you have a background and a backstage? Dare to talk to you like that? ”

Ding Yixiu looked at the mask on Ding Can's hand and said coldly: "Are you still waiting for that mask monster?" Tell you, he's going to die tonight! ”

Ding Can snorted coldly: "It's up to you to decide!" ”

"Rebel!" Ding Yixiu reprimanded angrily.

"Rebel against the Father!"

"You ......"

Ding Yixiu's chest rose and fell, his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and he was so angry that his temper came up.

Seeing this, the subordinates he brought with him glanced at each other and slowly took a few steps back, for fear that Ding Yixiu would take out anger on them.

Bang!

I only heard a dull sound, and Ding Yixiu actually threw a punch!

Ding Can's face turned pale, he snorted, took two steps back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

In terms of individual strength, he is still not comparable to his father after all, he is too young, and he is much worse in terms of spiritual strength and combat experience.

What's more, Ding Yixiu's punch was full of anger.

In other words, if an ordinary person is punched by this, it is estimated that he will have to lie in the hospital for more than half a month.

"Old Wang Ba, you have this little strength?" Ding Can wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stalked his neck and said, "Didn't you eat dinner?" Do you want Lao Tzu to reward you with some money to buy food? ”

"Smack!"

Ding Yixiu slapped angrily!

Next to him, Ding Can's team members didn't dare to look at it, and turned their heads one after another.

But, to their surprise, this slap did not hit Ding Can's face, but instead knocked away the special metal mask in his hand.

The mask took off his hand, flew more than ten meters away in the rain, landed in the mud, rolled several times, and finally stopped in a small puddle.

"Old fellow, are you afraid of even a mask?" Ding Can sneered.

"This is your path from here?" Ding Yixiu shouted angrily, "Lao Tzu spent money for you to go to the best school to teach you how to manage those low-level people well, you see what you are doing?" Do you want to divide the property? What books do you read? ”

"You don't have to worry about it!"

"Okay, I don't care!"

Ding Yixiu shouted angrily, turned around and left, without looking back, with a group of subordinates, and left the area directly.

Looking at his distant back, many team members couldn't help but be a little worried.

Is this a formal father-son break?

It can be seen that the city lord Ding Yixiu is in a very bad mood tonight, and what he said may be angry.

"I hope it's angry talk." Someone whispered.

Either way, they don't want to see that.

In this cruel world, family and blood ties may be the strongest bonds, and nothing else can be trusted.

Many of the team members have experienced the separation of relatives and deaths due to war or other reasons, and now witnessing this scene is particularly complicated.

After a while, Ding Yixiu walked away, and Ding Can's team members surrounded Ding Can one after another.

Some checked his physical condition, and some took out healing potions, for fear that Ding Can would be hit by Ding Yixiu's internal injuries.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Is there anything wrong with that? If you feel uncomfortable, you must say it, don't leave sequelae......"

At the same time, in the fortifications of the artificial lake, those who were rescued walked out of the gate one after another, and walked towards Ding Can in the rain with gratitude on their faces.

They all heard the quarrel very clearly.

How they didn't understand that the little lord had almost broken with his father in order to save them.

Such a price is too great.

"Mr. Ding, thank you for everything you have done for us." An eight- or nine-year-old child stepped forward, covered in tatters, but his eyes were bright, and he bowed seriously to Ding Can.

"Mr. Ding, we will not forget your kindness."

"Mr. Ding, if you need it in the future, I am willing to help you in any way I can......"

More and more people stepped forward, their tone was sincere and sincere.

They stood in the icy rain, drenched and soaked, and bowed to Ding Can one after another to express their inner gratitude.

But Ding Can suddenly shook his head.

"No, I wasn't the one who started this rescue mission."

He slowly walked to the small puddle more than ten meters away, bent down to pick up the metal mask, and carefully wiped the water stains and mud on it.

"You must remember that the person who saved you is called the Masked Monster."