"It's none of your business."

Sang Ting was coaxed by his sudden movements, and his eyebrows were cold: "My boss doesn't need anyone to advise him on how to do things." ”

"Also, you'd better keep your mouth shut," Sang Ting turned his gun and glanced at Song Jingyun warningly, "You really can't see what the background of Wugang is?" Or did Song Daochang not dispose of garbage in this place? ”

How is this exactly the same attitude as Mu Jing, it is still an explosive bag.

"I didn't blame Kwon Heng, I said she ......"

Song Jingyun sighed, and was not in the mood to smoke anymore, so he directly extinguished the fire: "Forget it, I'll talk to Quan Heng myself after I go out." ”

Quan Heng has a strong control over his subordinates and the people around him, and these people will not disobey her at all.

The pros outweigh the cons, but not without the disadvantages.

If she really did something unfavorable to herself, her subordinates were afraid that they would not be concealed to death, and they would not even be able to see a clue.

Sang Ting looked at his expression and doubted, "You really figured it out?" ”

"Ah, what else?" Song Jingyun walked past him, really convinced, "This luck is all bad, I don't know what she did?" ”

“…… Is it really that amazing? ”

Sang Ting muttered suspiciously, his fingers stuck in the gun, and he stepped to catch up with Song Jingyun.

"Hey, you wait. What is bad luck? What are the effects on my boss? ”

"It's useless to tell you." Song Jingyun said in his heart that he told you, can you persuade Quan Hengna? Come on, little poison Wei, it's good if you don't sue me for yin.

"Sensei asked," Song Jingyun gave him Zhang Fu, "It's all feudal superstition, believe in science, and put an end to cows, horses, snakes, and gods." ”

Mulberry Pavilion stuffed with an exorcism talisman: "......"

Damn, I'm all here, and I still believe in the science of cows and horses! Belief in science fiction metaphysics is almost the same!

"I hate you for talking half-talking." Sang Ting was sullen and turned his gun irritably, "You don't say it." ”

Don't you yourself say half of it, the essence of human beings is a double standard?

"No, you're still going to be tortured to extract a confession?" Song Jingyun raised his eyebrows, "Okay, you try." ”

Sang Ting was directly loaded, and before he raised Song Jingyun's backhand, it was a thunder talisman!

The cinnabar rune flashed with golden light, and the electricity exploded violently!

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tip: Player Sangtei's HP is -1! 】

After the faint current, the faint smoke choked Sang Ting and coughed a few times.

"!" Sang Ting scolded in a low voice and gritted his teeth, "What is this?!" ”

"Inferior Thunder Fu," Song Jingyun said happily, shaking the talisman in his hand, "It won't hurt you too much." ”

"Professional Imprint: Celestial Master"

"Brand Explanation: The heavens are swaying, and my Tao is prosperous. Career brand, for players with the same class, there is a connection, and those who equip this brand will be able to walk smoothly."

"Limit: Due to the peculiarity of the class brand, the number of times it can be used is limited: 5 plays/time"

"Oops, I disabled my hand duel and talisman before, and I won't even be allowed to fight. Now it's out. ”

Song Jingyun felt comfortable and stretched his arms, "But it's still the same sentence, you have to believe in science, kid." ”

[Song Jingyun's brand "Heavenly Master" can be used?!] ]

[Damn, it's been a long time!!] In addition to the special branding, it is the professional brand that can connect the player's ability to help the most! It's even more handy than a special brand!! ]

"Believe in your uncle," Sang Ting sneered and drew his knife, a cold light flashed, "This is what you did first!" ”

He stepped forward, gave up the gun and went straight to the blade, and the knife hit the vital point!

Both of them are top-notch, and their fists and feet are several times faster than ordinary people, and the blades of the blades have been attached to Song Jingyun's neck several times.

[Damn, it's time to log out of the map, why did these two people fight on their own, what's the situation, don't you dislike this one because it's not difficult enough?!] ]

[It's really a hit.,It hurts so much to look at.,HP has dropped!!] Do you remember being teammates!! ]

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tip: Players set the market in Sangting】

The Keeper voice sounded:

[Betting content: Can you cut off the opponent's health by 10 points in one minute]

[I'm knocking, are the newcomers of S18 so brutal and arrogant?] Why did I see the shadow of Quan Heng in this kid??! ]

[Hey, this kid has something to do with Quan Heng, Sister and Brother Yama?] It's all so outrageous, want to skip the level and fight?? ]

[I don't know the height of the sky, do you think humans can cross sequences casually?! It's enough to have a Kwon Heng!! ]

[I don't believe it, Song Jingyun can already use the Heavenly Master, okay?!] I'm pressing Song Jingyun in this game! ]

[I also press Song Jingyun!] ]

[Follow and follow!] ]

【Ding Dong!】 At the end of market betting, 1416 bets were placed on "No" and 101 bets on "Yes". The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and no one supports it, but it's really annoying~]

The blade was pressing step by step, and Sang Ting turned around and slashed straight down with his strength! Song Jingyun suddenly stopped and let the dagger cut his arm deeply!

"Puff ——!!" Blood gushing!!

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tip: Player Song Jingyun has -10 HP! 】

"Plan through." Sang Ting hooked his lips and stopped immediately after cutting his health.

Ding dong!

[Congratulations on winning the market, winning all bets on "No" game currency, and 50% of bets on "Yes" game currency.] Accumulate 1517 bets and get a total of 4241 in-game coins! 】

[wtf, my dick???! Make a game!! ]

The barrage on the channel directly fried the pot, and the emotional points soared rapidly.

[Holy!] Abominable humans!! Abduction monster fooled!! Knock! Lao Tzu can watch a TV show and be scammed!! ]

[Nima, what about my anti-fraud app?!! You just fought so hard just to trap us poor monsters?! ]

"The monsters are so simple now."

Song Jingyun also sprayed the wound medicine slowly, and seemed to have heard the sound of the game currency falling into the gambling board, and did not forget to remind, "Remember to divide half of me." ”

[Damn, help!] Song Jingyun wasn't like this before, so I didn't think about gambling scams, who did you learn from this bad heart! ]

[What else are you asking upstairs, who else do you think you can go with?!] ]

[Calculated!] ]

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tip: Detect your harvest of 31496 sentiment points! A total of 4,241 coins were awarded! Reach the S18 test and pass line! 】

Accompanied by the silent wails of the gamblers, the Keeper's cheerful voice rang out:

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tips: Congratulations to the player Sangting for opening up all the plots, winning the PK, and winning the title of "Pro Player"]

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tips: Congratulations to players for clearing the level, you can freely choose to log out and teleport]

"I don't know if I'm black-hearted," Song Jingyun said, "Anyway, this method works." ”

"Okay," Sang Ting disagreed, agreeing to the border teleportation, "Go out and see the situation on the boss's side, I'm not too relieved." ”

……

The ancient city of the undead, bomb shelters.

It was pitch black in the cave, and Kwon Heng felt a tightness in his chest after the lack of oxygen, so he took an oil lamp from the wall next to the steps and lit it.

If the lights go out, leave the shelter as soon as possible, or use other means to get oxygen.

"Actually hollowed out the mountain again - but it looks like human engineering."

The Mad Hatter shook his flashlight as he spoke, and took a picture above his head: "You've also gone through several games, and you should have discovered that the New World has copied the human world into its own territory." ”

"Hmm." Quan Heng put away the lighter, "Frontier likes the dual worlds to collect the plot, and then put the relevant copies into the new world, so that players can play the book - for the sake of convenience and authenticity, it is indeed a good choice to directly copy the original building." ”

"Yes." The Mad Hatter walked down the steps, and the moment the soles of his feet touched the platform, there was a slight "click", as if he had stepped on something.

The Mad Hatter shone the light into the inside of the bomb shelter, hissed softly, looked back at Quan Heng, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Do you want to take a look?" ”

Quan Heng was stunned and looked in the direction of the light-

The white bones were piled up in the bomb shelters, some fingers grasping the ground, some facing the sky on their backs, their hands hanging on the ground, and the pain of the deceased's suffocation before death could be seen just from the squeezing of the deformed bones and the hideous movements.

The bones were piled up in stacks, densely packed, and there was nowhere to stay.

Quan Heng's breathing was slightly heavy, and his eyes sank: "Air defense is difficult." ”

"Hum—"

Something suddenly came from the depths of the dark bomb shelter, like the hum of a monster, and like the roar of an engine.

The bones illuminated by the light began to shake, and the phantom was withdrawn from the bones, and the flesh grew as if going back in time.

The bomb shelter suddenly brightened, all the oil lamps were lit, the temple vanished, the walls disappeared, and the old sky spread down like a curtain for a theatrical performance.

The Mad Hatter watched as the surrounding area suddenly dissipated into transparent walls, and was shocked: "Time and space go back. ”

The darkness in front of him turned into the entrance of the air-raid shelter, surrounded by a panicked crowd squeezing inward, looking up at the sky full of gunsmoke, and turning around to the street corresponding to the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

"Kid! My baby!! ”

"Mom, I want Mom ......"

"Run!!"

There was chaos all around, the smoke of gunpowder spread through the city, roaring enemy planes whizzed overhead, and countless screaming and panicked people ran out of their houses.

The air raids continued, and planes roared through the air, dropping countless bombs and incendiary bombs, and the ground was suddenly in flames, and the crowd far exceeded the capacity of the bomb shelters.

"There are too many people, it's going to be messy." Quan Heng watched the woman with the bleeding child in her arms crying and running into the bomb shelter, and was about to raise her hand, but saw the phantom passing through her fingertips, so she could only curl up her fingers and slowly grasp it.

"Ah, my child, who will save my child, please. Please......"

The mother's face was covered with tears, desperate to call for help to passers-by, and whistling incendiary bombs were mercilessly dropped from above!

The mad hatter's pupils shrank, and he was just about to be dragged forward by Quan Heng.

"It's useless." Quan Heng slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, and said in a soft voice, "It's all phantoms, we're still in the same place, don't move around at will." ”

The Mad Hatter was stunned, and turned his head to look at the mother who was clinging to the child with her body, moved and sad by her desperate cry for help.

His pure white eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale golden eyes showed sadness and unbearability: "Mother......"

Molotov cocktails exploded with screams, the intense heat turned the city into purgatory, and the shattered shrapnel deprived innocent people of their lives and shattered the illusion - space was like a shattered mirror, and the lens fell in all directions.

In front of him, it became the inside of the air-raid shelter again, the residual lamps on the walls burned, the explosions outside the cave came and went, the bustling urban area suddenly turned into ruins, and countless innocent people had to hide in the air-raid shelter under the persecution of the invaders.

There were too many people gathered in the air-raid tunnel, and in addition to the benches on both sides were full of people, even the aisles were full of people, and the unusually turbid air was unsettling.

"There are too many people." Quan Heng whispered, having foreseen the future, "There will be a lack of oxygen." ”

The entrance of the air-raid shelter was closed, and there was a lack of oxygen in the cave, and people began to feel that they could not breathe well and their whole bodies were weak. The bombardment on the ground continued, and the oxygen in the cave was getting less and less, and even the oil lamps on the tunnel walls were fading.

"I'm uncomfortable, Mom ......"

"Mom, I hurt so much, and my chest hurts so much......"

Babies and young children finally couldn't take it anymore and began to cry loudly, and the atmosphere was tense, and some began to be irritable and behave unusually.

The Mad Hatter looked at Kwon Heng.

This is Kwon Heng's compatriot, and he knows that in this powerless situation, Kwon Heng will only be more uncomfortable.

Oxygen is getting less and less, and some of the oil lamps in the cave have been extinguished due to lack of oxygen, and the crowd is in even more commotion. Suddenly, someone screamed like crazy, his face was red and swollen, his hands were waving, and he was screaming desperately.

"Too little oxygen, suffocation can lead to mental disorders," Kwon Heng slowly closed his eyes, "but if you go outside, you will die." ”

But the panicked people were no longer able to care, and in the face of the recent deaths, they began to crowd out of the cave under heavy shelling. But there were too many people, everything was to no avail, most of them were squeezed into the gaps, and the huge squeezing force suffocated people, and even the internal organs displaced.

The deadly air raid lasted nearly five hours, and it was here that they endured more than four hours of torture and struggle, and it was almost midnight before the terrible screams inside the cave gradually subsided.

It's like switching films from old movies, and the scene in the cave changes-

Many people were lying on the ground, their breath was dying, their complexion turned from red to purple blue, the saliva at the corners of their mouths turned from white to red and oozing blood, and many people had silently pounced on others.

At the end of the air raid, the air defense tunnel was as silent as death, the voices of the living could not be heard, and the bodies of the dead were everywhere, their faces were twisted, their skin was scratched, and their bodies were bruised, and they struggled until the last moment of their lives before they died.

The oil lamp was extinguished because there was no oxygen, and only the one left in Quan Heng's hand remained.

Loneliness and stubbornness illuminate the darkness in front of them, and the phantom dissipates and reappears in reality.

"The May Bombing." Quan Heng silently looked at the air-raid shelter that had been restored to darkness, and as far as the eye could see, there were all corpses.

The Mad Hatter was stunned and asked in a low voice, "What's that?" ”

"A heart-wrenching, unbounded killing."

Quan Heng slowly walked down the steps and stopped in front of the accumulated white bones.

"At that time, under the order of indiscriminate attacks, the Japanese ghosts began to carry out continuous bombing of the core cities of China, and used a large number of incendiary bombs."

She paused, and lowered her eyes to look at the skeleton of the child in front of her, overlapping for a moment with the immature face of crying and suffocating.

"This bombing was carried out under this order, and it is also the root cause of this air defense disaster."

"They always preach the way of bushido, but it is the hypocrisy of the devil."

Bloody ancient cities, murder games, the use of bacteriological warfare, bullying women, slaughtering fetuses and pregnant women, and killing people, men, women and children.

There is no righteousness, no morality, no bottom line, no lower limit.

Nine million innocent civilians have died in the fighting, 95 million have become refugees, and 77 counties in 14 provinces have been gassed 2,091 times, causing tens of thousands of casualties.

The dead never sleep, and the survivors suffer from pain and nightmares.

"Hum-hoo-"

The hum of the monster came from the depths of the bomb shelter, and the heavenly hub burst out with a pale electric current, and lightning split the darkness.

"Let's do it quickly."