"Are you kidding? The whole of Paris is poison gas? That's too much of an exaggeration, isn't it? How many people do you have to die?"

"Cheng Mo, are you mistaken?"

"That's right! The Sith the Clown is carrying out a terrorist attack in Paris, what is he trying to do? Isn't the Good Chosen One crazy?"

"yes! I don't even dare to act like that!"

"Didn't you say you'd be fine when you got to Paris?

The vast majority of the students didn't believe what Cheng Mo said, not so much that they didn't believe it, but that they didn't dare to believe it and didn't want to believe it, some were questioning Cheng Mo, and some ran straight to the edge of the park.

Soon, those students who wanted to prove that Cheng Mo might be wrong brought back more terrifying and intuitive news.

The leafless horse chestnut tree pierced the dark sky in the flakes of snowflakes, the trembling voice floated in the cold air, Cheng Mo flashed past, and the white snow, messy footprints and restless faces formed a picture in a horror movie, like "Silent Hill", a kind of suppressed despair is devouring people's hearts. For these young students, today's encounter was a little too thrilling, and everyone's nerves were like strings that were being tightened, about to reach the limit of breaking. They really can't accept that there is such a ridiculous, unreasonable, and illogical thing that is about to succeed.

Cheng Mo opened his mouth, ready to ruthlessly tell them that the situation might be worse. Bai Xiuxiu was also keenly aware of the fluctuation of people's hearts, pulled Cheng Mo, turned around and looked around at the students who came over, she raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Don't make a fuss, no matter what situation you encounter, if you really think it's unreasonable, it's not scientific, you should first doubt why you can have Uroboros!"

Instructor Bai spoke, and everyone fell silent, but the confusion of not knowing where to go was still like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's hearts.

After a short silence, a girl suddenly squatted down to hide her face and cry: "I really can't stand it! I just want to go home soon.......

Bai Xiuxiu looked at the girl and was silent for a while, then walked over, squatted down and hugged her shoulders, stroked her back and whispered: "Cry, cry, just cry, it's good to cry, today is really embarrassing for everyone, I will be discouraged when I encounter a sad hurdle when I am studying, and I will cry, but I still have to face reality after crying." After a pause, Bai Xiuxiu smiled again and said, "But Jiang Yuanxian, there's no need to be so afraid, I'm here, everyone is here, let's face the predicament together, okay?"

Jiang Yuanxian raised her head, wiped her tears, and nodded pitifully.

Bai Xiuxiu wiped her tears with rare gentleness, then stood up and slapped her face and said, "Now...... Paris is one of the challenges we need to work together to overcome...... I don't say 'last'...... It's because there is no end in life! There will always be ..... ahead."

Bai Xiuxiu stopped, everyone thought that she was going to say, "There will be difficulties waiting for us", but she raised her hand and said, "There will always be ..... ahead A big meal is waiting for us! When we return home, I invite everyone to a big meal!"

A group of people laughed, and the always serious Bai Instructor suddenly came out like this, which made everyone's mood relax a little.

Cheng Mo thought to himself that he was worthy of Sister Bai, and even when he encountered this kind of thing that can be described as unlucky in his life, he would inevitably sink to the bottom, but Bai Xiuxiu's face could not see the slightest emotion of being hit and frightened, and if she looked closely, her appearance was still meticulous, the dark blue Tai Chi Dragon uniform was not as straight as if it had just been ironed, and her fair cheeks were not powdered and greased, just the faint lipstick on her lips made her look radiant.

He is a great leader who immediately accepts reality in the face of adversity, and can immediately reassure others without adjustment. Cheng Mo thinks that he can't do it, he won't, and he doesn't want to comfort those who can't face their fears, he thinks that those people have to learn to grow on their own, and if they can't grow on their own, it's all a burden.

He would choose to leave behind.

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When Xie Minyun came back, Bai Xiuxiu called Gu Zhixue, Zhang Zuoyong, Cheng Mo, Zhang Hongjun, Gu Shining, Du Leng, Gu Feifei and other student cadres to the side, she stood on the side of a bench full of snow and whispered: "First of all, Xie Minyun will talk about the situation." ”

"I just went around the Jardin du Luxembourg, and I managed to ask a few people, and I got the situation that the gas leak point in the sixth arrondissement where we are located is the Panthéon, because the southeast wind is blowing today, so the poison gas is mainly spreading in the southeast direction, according to my observation, people are also fleeing in the direction of the Senne, the location of the Jardin du Luxembourg is in the upper hand of the Panthéon, and the area is very large, and it is safe for the time being, but only temporarily, it is said that there are still hundreds of gas devices in the whole of Paris that have not been detonated, and no one knows whether there will be gas devices installed by the Joker Sith in the underground sewers of LuxembourgNow everyone is in gas masks and high-rise buildings where they can take refuge......" Xie Minyun quickly and clearly recounted what she had learned.

"If we can save our lives by escaping to the top level, we don't have to be too afraid, after all, we still have four carriers to use, and we have no choice but to use the carriers to transfer the students to the top to save our lives. Zhang Zuoyong said with a sigh of relief.

"Using a carrier, isn't this situation equivalent to exposing your whereabouts?" Gu Zhixue smiled bitterly, "If you really want to take this step, we can only say that we are sent from the wolf's den to the tiger's mouth, and Ou Yu's people will definitely detain us, don't think about returning home tonight." ”

"No..... Can't we be more hidden and find a high-level with fewer people?" Zhang Zuoyong said.

"Do you think that in this case, there will be fewer high-rise people? There are not many skyscrapers in this hellish place of Paris, and I can guarantee that every skyscraper is crowded with people now......" Gu Zhixue replied.

Zhang Zuoyong was speechless for a while, sighed and said: "If you are really desperate, what else can you do besides this? You can't watch the students being poisoned, right?"

"Maybe we can grab a gas mask and walk to Le Bourget airport?" Mr. Gu said.

Zhang Zuoyong glanced at Bai Xiuxiu, hesitated for a moment and said, "This is also a last resort!"

"We can't control so much at this time! If we don't rob others, we will rob others!" Gu Zhixue said, "We just need to think about whether snatching the mask will attract the attention of the police or Ou Yu?"

"It's all such a mess, isn't it normal to grab masks? Are the police and Ou Yu still busy coming over now?" Zhang Zuoyong said.

Bai Xiuxiu shook her head and said: "The problem to consider is not only the police and Ou Yu, we also have to take into account that ordinary gas mask filters are generally only enough for one to two hours, and it takes several hours to walk from the Jardin du Luxembourg to Le Bourget Airport? How many masks do we have to grab? How many filter cartridges do we have to grab? What if there are not enough on the road? What route can we take to ensure maximum safety? ......and so on."

The crowd fell silent, not knowing what to say.

The snow fell on the branches of the trees, on the shoulders of a group of sculptural people, chilling.

Cheng Mo turned his head to look in the direction of the Panthéon, and he said: "I can give this data, it takes about 4 hours and 30 minutes to walk from here to Le Bourget Airport, which means that we need at least 900 filter cartridges....."

"If you say one filter cartridge per hour, why 900 filters? Shouldn't 650 be enough?" asked Gu Feifei puzzled.

Cheng Mo explained lightly: "The filter element stored for a long time is likely to fail, if you plan to go to Le Bourget Airport on foot, you must prepare more backups, none of us know what will happen on the way, just prepare 250 more, to be honest, I don't think it may .....be enough."

"900?" Gu Zhixue shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This is simply an impossible task!"

"Paris is so big, is it still difficult to grab 900 filter cartridges?" Cai Shufeng said puzzled.

Du Leng glanced at Cai Shufeng and sneered, "Where are you going to grab this situation now?"

"Aren't there gas masks and filters in the rooms of the hotel and the upper floors?" Cai Shufeng spread his hands and said, "Any five-star hotel should have hundreds of gas masks, right?"

"Is there still one?" Du Leng asked again.

Cai Shufeng was stunned for a moment, realizing the problem, in this case, the gas masks in the hotel must have been dispersed a long time ago, but he still thought that it was just a little troublesome, not impossible, and said: "It is definitely unrealistic to grab 900 at once, but I think as long as you grab three or four hotels, you will definitely be able to make up 260 masks and 900 filter cartridges!"

Xie Minyun frowned and said: "Your idea is purely out of touch with reality, the mask and the filter cartridge are almost the same as life, and you will easily hand over your life to others? We only have a total of four carriers, and it is a big problem that the efficiency of grabbing them one by one outweighs the loss! Also, what do we threaten others? I can't do this kind of thing, and I can't open my mouth!"

Cai Shufeng didn't expect Xie Minyun, who had never spoken much, to take the initiative to choke him, so he was stunned for a while, and said with some annoyance: "It's not that I said I want to rob it! Everyone thinks it's okay to rob it! Besides, what if you don't rob it?"

"I have no objection to robbing a gas mask factory or going to a store to rob a gas mask that has not yet been owned!" Xie Minyun said in a cold voice, "But you said that I am against robbing the gas mask in the hotel, that will cause a moral disaster! We are Taiji Dragons, not robbers and bandits!"

"Oh! Their lives are fates! Our lives are not fates?" Cai Shufeng also realized that he was at a loss, and he forced his breath to say loudly, "In this case, I still have to be a virgin..."

The others looked at Cai Shufeng and Xie Minyun and didn't know what to say, but looking at their expressions, they knew that their hearts were also very entangled, it seemed that they felt that what Xie Minyun said made sense, but they wanted to support Cai Shufeng even more in the face of life.

Cheng Mo thought in his heart that Cai Shufeng was right, of course whoever has the big fist in this situation should take a gas mask, but Xie Minyun is his wife, of course he supports his wife, so Cheng Mo turned his head to look at Cai Shufeng, lowered his eyes and said sarcastically with an expressionless face: "Do you think everyone is like you, and they don't talk about any principles in order to live?"

Cai Shufeng pretended to be justified and said: "The people in the hotel are safe themselves, what is wrong with us going to take the gas masks of those who are already safe?"

"How can you be sure that they must be safe?" Cheng Mo sneered.

"I don't understand! If you don't rob it, where are you going to find 900 ownerless gas masks in this case? What should you do if you don't have gas masks? You are such a bull, you will find a way to take us to Le Bourget airport!"

"Seriously, I don't think we have any way to get to Le Bourget airport tonight ......except to grab the mask!

"Okay! stop arguing!" Bai Xiuxiu rubbed her temples, showing a tired expression, it was obvious that grabbing or not robbing made her also have a headache, she frowned and said, "Quarreling can't solve the problem!"

Cai Shufeng snorted coldly and skimmed his head.

Hearing the word "fly", Cheng Mo had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he said lightly: "It's not impossible. ”

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"That's right, I've always been a layman!" said Philip with a serious expression after a pause, "So I asked directly, what do you want? If it's not too outrageous, I can consider satisfying you!"

"What do I want?" said the Clown's Sith with a thoughtful expression, and it took him a moment before he snapped his fingers, as if suddenly remembering something, "I want a wheelbarrow, and countless balloons that can fly me into the sky....."

"It's not funny at all!" Philip crushed his boots, and the blue lightning flew into the chest of the Clown Sith like a snake.

Sith the Clown trembled with electricity, but he had a look of enjoyment, and laughed again at the sharp gaze of the god Philip, who had no intention of struggling, even though the god Philip seemed to want to put his whole foot in his chest. The Sith the Clown didn't resist, but said while trembling, "Go on, push harder." As much force you use, I will open as many poison gas devices as I can, so that more Parisians will be in a desperate situation because of you!"

The god Philip stopped moving, he bent down and pulled his hair to pull the clown Sith straight up from the floor, and the god Philip approached the scary face of the clown Sith, forced him to look at the clown Sith and smiled: "Sith, do you say these things because you think you can leave Paris alive?"

The Clown Sith licked his lips, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why should I leave?My game has just begun, and the greatest show in the world has just begun!" The Clown Sith shook his hand, the blue lightning entangled in his arm disappeared, he raised his hand and poked Philip's chest, and whispered, "Even you....... It's just an actor in one of my great shows!"

"What makes you so arrogant? Do you really think you're a god?" God Philip grabbed the Clown Sith by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Sith the Clown grabbed Philip's wrists with both hands, and raised his head as flat as he could to meet Philip's eyes, and he said with a strange smile: "God, aren't you gods who think of yourself as 'gods'? Oh! What an awesome name, but in fact they are just dogs with high-class collars! The Creator gave you pugs a name, and you really think of yourself as gods?"

The smile on Philip's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes shot out cold blue rays, shining into the eye sockets of the Clown Sith, the Clown Sith seemed to be greatly tortured, he wanted to close his eyes, but there seemed to be no way to block the blue rays, he trembled and screamed.

After a long while, Philip stopped the rays in his eyes and said coldly to the clown, "Say, where is the controller?"

The Clown Sith gasped for breath, and then laughed irrepressibly, laughing extremely exaggeratedly, as if Philip was the one who was being controlled, and he said intermittently in laughter: "You...... What do you think..... I..... I..... I ..... of people will ...... Afraid..... Pain? I ..... Master..... Worldwide...... Various ....... Torture instruments, I deeply ...... of knows..... The ...... of the human heart Where does fear come from...... What do you think...... Will I be afraid of pain? This kind of torture...... It's too childish..... "Sith the Clown licked his lips again and said sincerely, "Philip will ..... You've got to break my heart to make me feel ...... But you can't, because I'm the fear itself! I don't feel fear myself!"

God Philip waved the Clown Sith out of the broken window, and he disappeared into the thirty-storey studio.

A group of staff members who were lying on the ground and didn't dare to breathe all stood up, and someone shouted, "Run!" and everyone rushed towards the door of the studio.

The bald director stumbled towards the door, and as a group of people tried to pull open the locked door, he looked up to see a large screen showing someone struggling and falling to the ground in the green mist.

The bald director stopped and muttered, "There is poison gas everywhere, where can we run?"

"It's better to go anywhere than to stay here!"

The bald director turned his head to look out the window, and there seemed to be a flash of blue lightning in the deep night, he walked back into the studio, clenched his fists and said, "Maybe we should stay..... Keep it going!"

"Director, are you crazy?" a group of staff members said in disbelief as they looked at the bald director.

"Don't you want to know who this Philip is, who is that Philip Divine General just now, don't you want to know why the Joker Sith is in Paris for a terrorist attack, and what is he doing this show for?" shouted the director.

"If that Philip god wins, we don't need to go anywhere and we'll be fine! If that Joker Sith wins, it's safest to be by his side!

The staff looked at each other and didn't know what to say, and someone decided to ignore this neurosis, forcibly opened the door of the studio, and rushed out. Someone looked at the director and seemed to hesitate.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get a few drones to see what's going on between Admiral Philip and the Sith the Clown!" the director ordered.

The staff who remained in the studio returned to their jobs.

The director exclaimed, excitedly, "We have never been so close to history!"

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Xia You Palace.

Elevator opening to the underground bunker.

Claude Gaion leads a group of guests to the dinner as they prepare to take refuge in the underground bunker, and everything is unimpeded by Philip Divine General's orders.

The guests ascended the elevator in turn, and when the elevator door on the far right opened, Claude Gaion said to Commander Michel beside him: "Your Excellency, we will go to the elevator here." ”

Archsar Michel didn't speak to Claude Gaion, but walked into the elevator with a blank face.