The world is transitioning from an industrial society to an information society, and everyone lives in a variety of complex information and gradually becomes a part of the information flow. Rulers have evolved from controlling money to controlling information. With the help of AI, everything is reduced to numbers. From the operation of the country's economy, to how many times you ordered takeout, how many kilometers you walked today, how long you watched a short video with your mobile phone, how many products you browsed on shopping websites, how much credit card overdraft, how many color maps you collected at station P, all these will become an information-based you, and you are your doppelganger in the online world.

Soon you won't have artificial intelligence to know you better, or rather, you'll be domesticated by the algorithm into a set of numbers it wants. Gradually, you will strip away the attributes of the person and become a complete set of numbers.

Perhaps, none of us can avoid being reduced to numbers.

Humanity will inevitably cede power to artificial intelligence and algorithms.

Science and technology will become the new religion.

Humans will evolve into new species.

The clown doesn't like such a world and wants to destroy it.

I'm looking forward to it.

You don't need 298 yuan, as long as you live, you can feel the arrival of the cyberpunk world.

It's not pretty, but that's what makes it more intriguing. - Yan Funing

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At the same time that Yan Funing set fire to the "Hutong Restaurant", the cranial cavity emitted ultrasonic ripples that were difficult for human ears to capture, and the sound of "buzz, buzz, buzz" was sounding, but the glass around the building was trembling. Although the ultrasound surging in all directions was completely useless to the Duke of Sutherland, and even to the Secret Service soldiers wearing helmets and exoskeletons, it could make ordinary people nauseous, vomit and uncomfortable, and shatter all the surrounding glass.

The sound of glass crackling mingled with the screams and cries of the people, and the noise was so desperate that they seemed to be facing the end of the world. But in reality, it was nothing more than a fire in the restaurant on the 33rd floor.

Of course, the current situation was also dangerous, and the icy air poured in through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, causing the fire to burst into flames. The firelight reflected the entire thirty-second and thirty-third floors.

After setting off the fire, Yan Funing immediately used teleportation to leave the place without the slightest gentlemanly demeanor.

The Duke of Sutherland first glanced at the three-dimensional map and found that Yan Funing had entered the Shangri-La Hotel on the thirty-fourth floor and was fleeing in the direction of the elevator hall. Obviously, Yan Funing is waiting for the CD of "Hell's Flames" so that he can light up all the Shangri-La Hotel, which is easier to light, and escape from the Shard by creating chaos. He saw that his group of subordinates, under the impact of the panicked crowd, could not even stand steadily, let alone launch an effective pursuit.

"Sure enough, it's a joke to want to use ordinary people against the Chosen One. The Duke of Sutherland shook his head secretly, but he could only put away the dissatisfaction in his heart when he thought of whose pockets all the huge funds approved by Parliament had gone into.

The confidence of winning made the Duke of Sutherland careless, and he did not make a suppressive move at all. This resulted in a not-so-powerful Triple B skill "Hellblaze" paired with a non-threatening B-rank skill "Bat Bite", which made the entire Secret Service team embarrassed.

originally thought that Yan Funing ran to the Shard to throw himself into the net, but he didn't expect this cunning mouse to feel so keen, and just after issuing an arrest warrant for him, he ran to the Shard. To make matters worse, he escapes surveillance and is dragged out for a few minutes by a secret agent who doesn't know which agency, so things get out of hand. He could already imagine how the old Lords diehards would criticize him in the near future.

If he hadn't been able to catch Yan Funing, Scotland Yard director Adrian Basu's spit would have been sprayed in his face, and he didn't want to suffer such an insult.

Of course, the Duke of Sutherland did not think that was such a possibility. Yan Funing's body has come to The Shard, how can he escape?

Thinking of Adrian Basu's freckled vulture face and his big mouth that sprayed like a shower in anger, the Duke of Sutherland was in high spirits, and he teleported to the thirty-fourth floor closest to Yan Funing, and at the same time ordered in a deep voice through the team's internal channel: "The ground troops guard the exit, strictly check everyone, especially those who are in a coma or unconscious, and must not be let go." Group A fights the fire, and the others do their best to find the target in the building. ”

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The 34th floor is the site of the Shangri-La Hotel, the tallest hotel in London because of its scarce views, it is one of the best places for the rich second generation to pick up girls. Imagine, click on the electric curtains, the one-meter-wide bed is facing the beautiful scenery of London, you put your rock-solid arms around the shoulders of the beauty, sit on the bed and enjoy the twilight neon lights, at this moment the London Eye and the Tower of London are at your feet, how comfortable it is.

But for the global elite who come to Shangri-La to prepare for New Year's Day, it is not good at all. The sound of smoke alarms and the inexplicable noise made it impossible to enjoy afternoon tea with peace of mind, the phone at the front desk was never connected, and then the footsteps of "knock, knock, knock" sounded in the corridor.

It's like an elephant running wild.

"My dear, let's see what's going on? Why do I think it's a little troublesome!" said French accent English to the model who had just been with the gold lord for a while, and she wrapped her bath towel in front of the mirror to touch up her makeup, she didn't want to lose this generous Saudi gold lord because of her own flaws.

A stocky Saudi man was watching the news about the Black Death on TV, "I can't move, I'm old, I'm not in good health, and I can't get out of bed."

The slender French model hurriedly said sweetly with a clear conscience: "Oh, my dear, I don't know how good you used to be, but today, really, this is the best experience of my life." ”

The Saudi man glanced at the small blue pill on the bedside table, smiled and said, "When I buy Urobolos, I will definitely let you experience what is really powerful."

"Uroboros? is that high-tech product that allows people to have doppelgangers?"

"What kind of doppelganger, that's called a carrier."

The French model walked out of the bathroom and leaned against the door frame, "I know, they're called the Chosen One!"

"No, no, dear Brondo, the Chosen ones are those who have Uroboros, they can be promoted to the Chosen One when they reach the thirty-third level, the body of the Chosen One they call 'Body', and their doppelganger is called 'Carrier', the carrier can not only release skills, but also maintain eternal youth, when the body function of the carrier is at its peak, I heard my friend say that using the carrier is much cooler than using the body"

"Sounds weird, can't it be a robot?"

"Of course not, it's flesh and blood humans, it's just that they can add mechanical parts, but that's cyborgs, I'm definitely not going to choose cyborgs, I'm either going to choose super humans or angels."

"Are you going to buy Uroboros?" said the French model named Blondo, whose eyes lit up.

Shawudi's fat round eyebrows danced, "Yes, I have already ranked through the relationship, 1.2 billion US dollars"

"Oh my God, 1.2 billion dollars?"

"$1.2 billion is still a friendship price, my dear, the black market is out of stock right now." Shawudi said excitedly, "When I get Ulopolos, I will definitely take you to fly."

"My dear," Brondo laughed charmingly, "I have taken a fancy to a set of Bulgari's jewels, not 1.2 billion, but 1/120,000 to make your lover fly with joy."

Saying that, the French model grabbed the bath towel and stepped on high heels towards the earth fat circle who was swallowing saliva, she walked slowly but bewitchingly, like a very sexy little wild cat.

Tu Feiyuan breathes rapidly.

"Look, I've also prepared something that allows you to fly into the sky, and it doesn't take twelve billion."

The French model seems to be about to let go of her hand and show off the beauty she hides under the bath towel to Madoka Toto. At this moment, sawdust flew, and a handsome blonde man with a purple electric light flashing on his back crashed in, and before the French model wrapped in a bath towel could scream, the snow-white bath towel was scraped to the ground, revealing a graceful body in erotic clothes and long legs wrapped in black silk

In the flying sawdust, purple electric light filled the air like slender roots, and the gravel and wooden thorns rushed towards the blonde man like bullets, and the blonde man rolled on the sofa in an incredible position, and pressed the back of the sofa, turning the base up, and the gravel and wooden thorns all pierced into the sofa base.

The purple electric light was still flickering in the air, linking the blonde man behind the sofa, and the French model standing next to him had a glazed gaze, still not seeming to understand what was happening. Then another red figure appeared at the door, he first knocked on the empty door frame, said "Excuse me", saw that no one paid attention to him, and then said "sorry", Shi Shiran walked into the room.

Obviously, the man in red was the Duke of Sutherland, and it was Yan Funing who slowly struggled to stand up on the side of the sofa. Yan Funing always wanted to use his skills again to destroy the Shard Building, but the other party was like an appendage, following him closely and not giving him a chance to set the building on fire

The Duke of Sutherland did not immediately launch an attack against Yuan Zhuo, but walked up to the somewhat frightened French female model, bent down and picked up the bath towel that had fallen on the light beige fishbone wooden floor, handed it to the terrified female model with open red lips, and whispered: "Sorry, beautiful lady, I really shouldn't have disturbed you at this time." He turned his head to look at the fat circle that had shrunk into the quilt, shivering like an ostrich hidden under the quilt, and tilted his head, "Yaxing, who disturbed your business, but now you better get out of here, because this person in front of you is a vicious Black Death terrorist."

The French model didn't seem to hear what the Duke of Sutherland said, she stared at Fu Yuanzhuo, who was slowly standing up in the purple electric net, forgot her fear, and subconsciously said, "It's so handsome."

The Duke of Sutherland was not angry at the rudeness of the French model, he looked at Yan Funing, and said critically: "It's really handsome, that's why he was able to have thirty-seven girlfriends in London, the longest one is eleven months, and the short one is a week, this is not counting one-night stands, if you count one-night stands, there are countless ones." The Duke raised his hand to drape the bath towel over the French model with obvious traces of artificiality, and whispered in her ear, "I think it's still the one hiding under the covers next to you who is suitable for you, because although this kid is handsome, he never spends a penny for women, he is a dime a dime."

The French model realized what was happening, and screamed "Ah~~~~", the sharp voice comparable to the gloomy and gloomy weather in London right now.

The Duke of Sutherland frowned and snapped his fingers, the French model still with bright red lips, but no sound was transmitted through the air. He turned his head to look at the big bed facing the floor-to-ceiling glass, and said with a smile: "Mr. on the bed, if you want to die, don't continue to hide in the bed, and leave with your canary quickly."

Hearing the London dialect, the short and fat Saudian man quickly jumped out of bed, stumbled towards the door, and found that the Duke of Sutherland glanced at his exposed half of his toothpick, and hurriedly snatched the bath towel from the French model, and prepared to run out of the door without looking back.

Duke Sutherland grabbed the man's curly hair, and pulled back the earth fat circle with his head like a wild boar ready to escape from the room, he pulled the earth fat circle in front of him, and said with a smile, "The chosen one is not so easy to be, before spending 1.2 billion, I want to see what those Uroboros circulating in the black market get from their hands." He patted his fat cheek, "It's a piglet like you who has money and nowhere to spend." ”

Tu Feiyuan glanced at the Duke of Sutherland, and his teeth chattered, "Are you, the Duke of Sutherland?"

The Duke of Sutherland let go of his hand, took back the bath towel that Tu Feiyuan had snatched from the French model, and draped it over the French model's body, "Grab your pants and hurry away." ”

Tu Feiyuan bent over and ran to the side of the bed with his legs between his legs, picked up the clothes piled on the bedside table, and pulled the silent female model towards the door.

"Remember to report to the police when you go downstairs, it's illegal to buy Uroboros on the black market." The Duke of Sutherland turned around and said, "There are still 1.2 billion dollars, your friends collect too much money from you, in fact, a blank Ulopolos costs less than 300 million Ulopolos, and the rumored one billion, that is the Ulopolos that has been used by someone, for those who have been auctioned, there is no doubt that it will be a lottery, some people can draw skills or contribution points worth far more than a billion from it, and some people will lose their pants." ”

Tu Feiyuan stopped and said tremblingly: "Lord Duke, I, I'm just bragging, I can't take out 1.2 billion, in fact, I can't even pay 12 million dollars, I just heard my boss say it."

The Duke of Sutherland said coldly: "Whether you are bragging or not, we will find out." ”

"Yes, Lord Duke." Tu Feiyuan, who had exited the room, exclaimed excitedly, "My God, I actually saw the Duke of Sutherland!"

"Duke Sutherland?" said the French model, slapping him in the face, "didn't you say that your family has thirty oil fields, and why can't you even pay twelve million dollars now?"

"Dear me.me."

"Are the photos of your private jets and private islands PS?"

"Honey, I swear, I'm definitely not a PS!" Tu Feiyuan paused for a moment, trying to change the subject, "By the way, do you know who that was just now? That's the Duke of Sutherland, he is the prototype of 007, the thirty-first master of the heavenly list, the idol of my friend."

"FXXK, you MB, I only know the Forbes list. Didn't you just come here today on a private jet? Now take me to see your private jet, if you can't see it, you're dead."

"You dare to threaten me, don't you still say that you are a Victoria's Secret model! Victoria's Secret has been closed for so many years, are you walking the catwalk in the underworld?"

"Bastard, you just said that my figure is definitely a supermodel, and now you say that I am on the catwalk in the underworld? believe it or not, I can call someone to make you understand the truth of being a man, if you don't give money, I will only be able to walk on your grave today next year"

"Just your silicone boobs and hyaluronic acid-filled face, how much can it be worth?"

As the noise faded away, the Duke of Sutherland slowly walked towards Yan Funing, and he said casually: "I actually don't dislike amorous men, it's the nature of men to be amorous, but people like you don't look like amorous, you just use those women to vent the fear in your heart." He stopped about two meters away from Yan Funing, "I can understand this feeling, I have also been a spy before"

Yan Funing used the light shield to prop up the purple electric light that paralyzed him, and said helplessly: "What are you talking nonsense? I'm not a spy. After a pause, he added. "If you must use me as a spy, that's fine!"

"Peers can't deceive peers, Yan Funing. ”

Yan Funing smiled indifferently, as if whatever you say.

The Duke of Sutherland looked at Yan Funing, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said casually as if chatting with an old friend: "Okay! I studied the women who have been in love with you, and found that your tastes are actually quite single-minded, although these women have different professional appearances, but they all have common characteristics, Hun is not big, and the height is not particularly tall, it seems that you prefer that kind of bird-based type." He sighed, "It's a shame that the two of us don't have the same tastes."

"Maybe you have some misunderstanding about me, my taste is not single, and the choice of a woman is only based on the mood at the time, not what the woman is like. I'm not in love because I'm amorous, or I need to vent, it's just because I don't like self-comfort, anyway, women can find anything, it's easier than finding a wonderful restricted love movie on the Internet"

The Duke of Sutherland looked at Fu Yuanzhuo with pity: "Poor Jerry, he has never tasted love. ”

"Love? is to feel too much, too much love for no reason, so I don't have any feelings for love. Yan Funing lowered his voice and said, "What's more, I have also felt more noble feelings." ”

The Duke of Sutherland asked, puzzled, "What is that noble?"

Yan Funing shook his head, "You won't understand it." ”

The Duke of Sutherland didn't ask, but said curiously, "What about mathematics? Is mathematics interesting to you?"

"It's just a tool. Yan Funing said lightly, "It just so happens that I need such a tool again."

"It's coming to an end of chat. Duke Sutherland took his hand out of his pocket and took an attacking stance, "I know you're talking to me so much, you're waiting for the CD of Teleportation and Hellfire" he smiled nonchalantly, "Don't do that, doing so will only make you suffer more when you are caught." ”

"That's so boring, no matter what, you have to resist until you catch me. Yan Funing also posed in the same posture as the Duke of Sutherland, the two of them stood in the London sky and looked at each other from afar, outside the glass curtain wall on their sides was the city of London in the early lights, the neon lights crossed the Thames, the London Eye swirled under the low and gloomy sky, and the festive feast appeared and disappeared in the flickering.

The Duke of Sutherland tilted his head and said, "I hope this process is exciting enough." ”

Yan Funing didn't respond, he had lost the figure of the Duke of Sutherland in front of him, the sound of breaking the sky echoed in the slightly messy room, Yan Funing listened to the sound and identified the position, turned his head and saw the Duke of Sutherland using the wall to make a whirl, and his whole body was like a red shadow.

"It's just too fast. Yan Funing thought to himself, he could only turn around slightly and raise his right hand and right leg to protect his head and ribs. Duke Sutherland's knee flashed with lightning, and a huge force mixed with purple lightning struck the blocker's right arm accurately.

The strength was much stronger than he imagined, which caught Yan Funing off guard. "Bang~~~!", his carrier side flew out, smashed through the wall, and entered the next room along with the shattered masonry.

"No, poor Jerry, your gladiatorial skills are not proportional to your looks!" Duke Sutherland pierced through the hole in the wall and punched Yan Funing straight at the door, "Are you really just a silver-like pewter spear head?"

This time, Yan Funing saw Duke Sutherland's unfettered punch, he snorted, and also swung his fist only at Duke Sutherland's fist that attacked him.

Two fists collided like planes speeding through the air.

There was a wave of air in the room, and the curtains on one side fluttered, and there was another loud bang, and the glass, the television, and the furniture trembled.

Yan Funing flew out upside down again, this time it was not as miserable as last time, the whole person smashed on the wall, and smashed the wall containing the TV into a depression.

The unbalanced balance of power made Yan Funing suspect that Duke Sutherland had exerted a gravity skill between his fists and feet. But the general gravity skill is a control skill, just like the famous "gravitational force" is a gravitational field, and enemies within the "gravitational" range will be subjected to 100% gravity of the energy output. Most of the ordinary gravity skills play a restraining role, especially the great threat to the angel system with high mobility, which can pull the flying target back to the ground, and the free fall cannot be lifted for five seconds.

He'd never heard of being able to attach gravity skills to his fists and feet.

Duke Sutherland's punch without any skill was like a spirit snake out of the hole, and once again swept the cyclone towards Yan Funing.

"You can't block, you can't fight, you can only hide. Yan Funing thought to himself, and he ducked Duke Sutherland's punch short, and at the same time returned with an uppercut.

Duke Sutherland's fist brushed his cheek, creating a wound, and the sunken wall behind him collapsed.

"Yes. His fist also struck the Duke of Sutherland in the jaw, but it was like hitting a mountain, and an irresistible sense of despair arose.

Duke Sutherland chuckled, and his knee hit Yan Funing's abdomen, Yan Funing was too late to dodge, and when he stepped back, he propped his hands on Duke Sutherland's knees, and was still blasted to the ceiling by incredible force. In mid-air he had seen the Duke of Sutherland raise his right leg, as if to sweep him across the building like The Shard.

"The gap is too big. Yan Funing came to a conclusion, he erected a "wall of sighs" to block the Duke of Sutherland's ensuing attack, forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, kicked his feet on the ceiling, swooped down to the hole in the wall, and took advantage of the moment when Duke Sutherland was delayed by the "Wall of Sighs", rolled on the ground, and immediately got up and ran towards the door.

The Duke of Sutherland's powerful name Yan Funing has no idea of confrontation, and now the only thing he can rely on is to throw a rat trap in this building, and he doesn't dare to attack with all his strength, he must cause even more chaos and let his body get out.

"Hey, dear Jerry, there's no point in running away. The Duke of Sutherland just paused for a moment, and then the transparent wall collapsed into nothingness, he jumped over the hole, jumped lightly, stepped on the bed, and then stepped sideways on the wall, and a side kick kicked Yan Funing's neck.

Yan Funing wanted to dodge, but the exit to the gate was too narrow, and dodging with a short body would only expose more empty doors, and he could only block again as a last resort. He was fully prepared, and his feet nailed to the floor, but like a heavy tank, he left two deep furrows in the floor, and retreated to the center of the room, where the Duke of Sutherland's breathless fist beckoned.

Countless ordinary attacks rained down on Yan Funing's body, but his physical strength dropped rapidly, Yan Funing tried to fight back, but his carrier specialized in long-range attacks, in a narrow space, his fighting level was not enough for a heavenly master like Duke Sutherland, and he could occasionally fight back in a raindrop-like attack, and he couldn't cause much damage at all.

But Duke Sutherland's attack mixed with purple electric light could almost break through the defense with every blow, which made Yan Funing only watch his physical strength get lower and lower. Yan Funing, who was violently beaten, never stopped thinking. "Teleportation? Teleportation can't get away, and there's still no way to chant. There's not enough time to chant, and the power of 'Hellfire' is simply not enough to cause an unstoppable fire."

"Poor Jerry, look at your embarrassed appearance, can you show a little manliness other than running away and being beaten. Could it be that your ability is to rely on that handsome face to pick up girls?"

"Give me a chance, maybe I can even soak in you. Yan Funing, who had been whipped on the leg, said with a sneer.

"Yes, I hope your martial arts in bed won't be as bad as your gladiatorial skills."

"Isn't there a bed here? Would you like to go up and try it?"

"I don't like a little white face like you, real men only look at real men. Duke Sutherland knocked down Yan Funing with a punch, and then he flew up and kicked Yan Funing's crotch to the vital point, "You know, there are many men with special fetishes among the Chosen One, I think they should be interested in you."

Yan Funing rolled on the floor, propped up his hands, and the whole person was in the air, spinning and kicking at the Duke of Sutherland's temple, "Are you jealous of me?"

The Duke of Sutherland still didn't dodge, and at the same time as Yan Funing kicked him, he hit Yan Funing in the abdomen again, so Yan Funing pierced a wall again like a cannonball.

"Don't be afraid, Jerry, I'll tell them to be gentle"

The two of them exchanged words and dismantled the hotel at the same time, although Yan Funing's fight was just abuse, but he did not lose to the Duke of Sutherland. The two of them are like a maniac husky, ruining the entire room on the first floor. Yan Funing was still struggling to support, and Duke Sutherland, who was unable to release his strong attack skills, was also able to accept this. As long as the Shard doesn't fall down like the Eiffel Tower that is being rebuilt, and Yan Funing can't escape from the Shard, it can barely be regarded as a good result.

But the more time passed, the worse Yan Funing's condition became. But Yan Funing didn't show any eagerness, he was like a lone wolf lurking in the night, even if he was scarred, he was patiently waiting for the opportunity.

It was another powerful side kick, and although Yan Funing resisted the attack with his elbow in time, he was still swept out by the kick with the gravity attack.

"How exactly does he use gravity skills?" Yan Funing, who was in the air, thought to himself, he slammed on the desk, the lamp fell down, Yan Funing saw the lamp in his hand flash, and he finally figured out how the Duke of Sutherland used the gravity skill to increase the strength of ordinary attacks. While the usual gravity skill is to modify gravity through the law, making enemies suffer from gravity constraints and become sluggish, but the Duke of Sutherland uses the high-speed rotation of some superconductor equipped on his body to use gravity in reverse.

"Then I might be able to use the triode principle to control the current and store the power of the whole building, but it will take time to build a dam and intercept the current. ”

At the last moment, he quickly estimated the length of the lamp line, and the moment the Duke of Sutherland moved towards him, he detonated the light bulb, and the transparent bulb fragments flew towards the Duke of Sutherland's face like sharp blades. But in the dense fragments, the Duke of Sutherland did not blink his eyes, he still did not block, allowing those transparent fragments to pierce the skin, but in the blink of an eye, those broken wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This counterattack is too soft, maybe you need to take some little blue pills. The Duke of Sutherland chuckled and swung his fist, this time towards Yan Funing's handsome cheek.

Just as Duke Sutherland's fist was about to hit Yan Funing, he said loudly, "Wait."

Duke Sutherland's fist was like a train braking suddenly, and the fist he brought up blew Yan Funing's blonde hair flying, Yan Funing did not move, and Duke Sutherland's iron fist also stopped at the tip of Yan Funing's nose.

"How?

Yan Funing, who was holding the pedestal of the table lamp, stared at Duke Sutherland's fist, nodded, and said sincerely: "I can't beat you." ”

Duke Sutherland smiled, withdrew his fist, and said in a flat tone: "It's normal, being a spy doesn't have time to practice martial arts well, if you want to become a master of the heavenly ranks, you really shouldn't go down the path of a spy."

Yan Funing held the base of the lamp and began to use the principle of the triode to quietly store electricity. He neither admitted nor denied that he was a spy, but he hinted that he was indeed a spy in his language, "Didn't you also be a spy?

"Mix?" Duke Sutherland sneered, "If it weren't for the fact that you didn't want to be scolded by that group of old stubborn people in the House of Lords, saying that I destroyed the building, you would have died ten thousand times." ”

"You can't die 10,000 times, you can only die once at most. ”

The Duke of Sutherland raised his head, "Well! I'm sorry if you have to be so strict."

Yan Funing also laughed, "Do you know?"

"Know what?"

"The only thing I've been in London for so many years and the only thing I haven't learned is to say 'sorry.'"

The smile on the corner of the Duke Sutherland's lips had not disappeared when he saw the simple art lamp with only a metal stand stabbing towards his abdomen. He didn't care, and kicked Yan Funing's chest leaning in front of the desk.

At the same time as he kicked Yan Funing's chest, the head of the table lamp also touched his thigh, the electric light shone, and the sound of "snort, snort" sounded, the lights of the entire building were flickering, and the huge electricity was scurrying around him like a snake, and Sutherland's hair was all messily standing up, like a broom falling in the air.

As Yan Funing expected, the Duke of Sutherland did not bother to resist his attack at all, and the blow was successfulTaking advantage of the moment when the Duke of Sutherland was paralyzed by the surging electricity, he finally got a chance to breathe, he took advantage of the situation to turn over the desk, and at the same time lifted the desk, and at the same time the light beige desk smashed into the Duke of Sutherland, it crashed into the floor-to-ceiling glass. Shattered crystalline glass particles rained down, and Yan Funing jumped high and grabbed the steel frame on the side of the building, and quickly climbed towards the height.

The desk fell on Duke Sutherland's face and turned into powder, he licked his lips and whispered, "Awesome! Jerry!" After the current weakened, Duke Sutherland stiffened and shook off the lamp stuck to his thigh, and rushed out of the building directly. Glancing at the three-dimensional map, Yan Funing had already entered the fifty-first floor, he rushed straight to the fifty-first floor like a rocket, and lightly jumped into the luxurious suite on the fifty-first floor.

It was just a mistake that allowed Yan Funing to find the time to chant, and the Duke of Sutherland heard the alarm bell ringing, and a huge heat was rising on the forty-fourth floor. The fire protection system throughout the building was put into operation, and the sprinklers on the ceiling began to rotate and splash water.

The Duke of Sutherland let the fine drops of water fall on his head, he straightened his hair, and it felt like a drunken excitement, and he rushed into the hallway, so fast that it was just a red phantom in the air.

There were red dots floating in the hallway, like fireflies. He twisted lightly and ran sideways across the side walls between the electric lights and flints, not touching the red light, but only the wind that was moving at high speed blew the red light, and the points of light burst open, then collapsed inward, and then began to spin wildly, and the wind swept through the corridor as if it was about to drain all the oxygen.

With a violent contraction, the walls in the hallway began to twist and crack, revealing concrete and steel frames. The whole building shook, and the Duke of Sutherland heard the cracking sound of his teeth.

"Finally got something decent!" Lord Sutherland teleported through the range of the chain of explosions, which were not devastating enough to destroy the structure of the building, but they were frightening enough that he could already foresee the entire building swarming downstairs.

With a roar, he caught up with Yan Funing, and at this moment, Yan Funing used teleportation to enter the elevator shaft. He kicked open the elevator door and saw Yan Funing climbing up along the elevator cable. He jumped up slightly, bouncing upwards between the walls, and in three or two clicks, the Duke of Sutherland was already close to Yan Funing, he waved a purple plasma beam, like a rope-like lightning, and the boiling electric light seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and automatically swept towards Yan Funing.

Yan Funing lit up the light shield, but he knew that he couldn't resist the purple electric light that extended into the light shield like tentacles.

The Duke of Sutherland, who was holding an electric light, was getting closer and closer, and Yan Funing was like a wild horse in a trap.

"Jerry, you've played enough of the game, the next time you activate the carrier, you won't have a place to hide."

Yan Funing suddenly stopped climbing, he bowed his head to the Duke of Sutherland and said loudly: "I don't want to hide! The city of London is really tired, I hate to listen to countless clichéd weather jokes every day, and I have to face potatoes every day."

"Again?" Duke Sutherland was suspicious in his heart but did not stop upward, while continuing to close the distance between him and Yan Funing, the purple electric light output in his hand became more and more ferocious, and those fine roots were about to penetrate the entire light shield and pierce Yan Funing's body.

However, at this moment, Yan Funing unexpectedly canceled the light shield, and at the same time as the purple electricity pierced his body, he jumped in the direction of the Duke of Sutherland like a praying mantis trying to block the car, and in the dim elevator shaft, that vigorous figure had a primitive and strange beauty.

It's like every fight has to pay with your life in order to get a continuation of life.

Cruel and magnificent.

Sutherland subconsciously stopped bouncing upward, and he guessed what Yan Funing was doing.

Sure enough, right in front of his eyes, Yan Funing's carrier revealed countless dazzling lights, like countless spears piercing out of his body.

The intense light turned the elevator shaft white.

He chose to blow himself up.

The Duke of Sutherland, who had been on guard, slammed his foot on the elevator cable, slammed into the elevator door, rolled out of the elevator shaft, and the explosion shook the entire building, at least equivalent to the impact of a magnitude 6 earthquake, but it would not have a fatal impact on the structure of the Shard.

The footsteps and screams in the safety ladder were deafening, Duke Sutherland let out a long sigh helplessly, he looked at the elevator shaft of the black hole, and said to himself with a wry smile: "It seems that tomorrow is going to be on the front page again.

The building gradually stabilized without any tragic accidents. Duke Sutherland, who walked to the elevator shaft, saw that Yan Funing's self-explosion only blew up a few elevator ropes and blew up a few elevator safety doors, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't cut corners, at least I don't have to write a review." ”

The ontology activation carrier can only be within a radius of one hundred meters, and in a skyscraper, a radius of one hundred meters is enough to judge the approximate location of Yan Funing's body.

"Found as a marker carrier, on the twentieth floor, on the twentieth floor."

Hearing the report, the Duke of Sutherland hurriedly jumped down the elevator shaft and fell in the direction of the twentieth floor

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Pushing back a little later, just when Yan Funing's carrier used teleportation to enter the elevator shaft, his body also broke open the half-closed elevator door, but the gap between the elevator ceiling and the floor was slightly smaller, and it took a lot of effort to climb out.

Yan Funing leaned out of the elevator with his body propped up the floor, and the sound of heavy objects falling echoed outside the elevator shaft, which overwhelmed the electric bell of the fire alarm, and was getting closer and closer, making people's scalps tingle.

"What sound, what sound?" asked Lawyer Jones, who was standing in the car, in horror, grabbed Yan Funing's trousers and cried and begged, "Don't leave me here alone"

Of course, Yan Funing knew that it was the Duke of Sutherland who kicked off an elevator security door, he immediately turned around, smiled gently, and comforted: "Ms. Jones, don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone, let alone believe it."

"Bang!", the safety door slammed into the roof of their elevator, the car shook, and the steel cable made a screeching pull and fell down.

Lawyer Jones let out a piercing scream, hugged Yan Funing's leg tightly so that he couldn't climb out of the elevator car at all, if he wanted to change the usual, he would have kicked this obstructive old woman away, but now she still has use value, so he could only rewrite the script, give up climbing out of the car, let go and fell back into the car.

Yan Funing directly hugged Lawyer Jones and lifted her up and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous Ms. Jones, I'll send you out first."

Ms. Jones immediately stopped crying, and stepped on the expensive Jimmy Choo heels on Yan Funing's shoulders and head.

Facing the sharp heels, Yan Funing smiled and said, "Maybe you should take off your high heels." ”

"I'm sorry!" Jones glanced down at Yan Funing, "Please take off your shoes and hand them to me." ”

Yan Funing restrained the urge to break the old woman's neck, reached out and took off the old woman's shoes, and reached out to hand them to her.

Lawyer Jones took the shoes, placed them on the floor on the nineteenth floor, stepped on Yan Funing's hands again, and climbed out of the elevator with difficulty under Yan Funing's recommendation.

Finally no longer had to endure the mental and physical torture, Yan Funing breathed a sigh of relief, he jumped up and grabbed the floor, leaned out again holding the floor, and while estimating the time of self-explosion, he held back a cold sweat and pretended to be laborious: "My foot seems to be sprained."

Lawyer Jones did a little bit, but he still had a little conscience, put on his shoes and didn't leave him and run away alone, but asked in a panic, "What then?" she turned and shouted into the hallway, "Is there anyone to help us!"

Yan Funing squeezed out a wry smile and said, "If someone came to save us, they would have come a long time ago."

Lawyer Jones squatted down, grabbed Yan Funing's arm and dragged it back, Yan Funing also cooperated and started acting, but he used his strength to make his face red, and when he squeezed out the gap between the elevator ceiling and the floor on the nineteenth floor, the explosion came as scheduled.

The whole building began to tremble violently, like an earthquake had struck. Lawyer Jones screamed helplessly again, but she didn't let go of Yan Funing's hand, she just pulled without any strength.

Yan Funing was confident, but he pretended to be eager and shouted: "Ms. Jones, you run!"

Lawyer Jones seemed to have lost his soul and couldn't hear what Yan Funing was saying, he only knew screaming. There was no way to play the opponent's play, and Yan Funing could only kick his feet lightly, sliding out of the gap like a fish. The elevator fell just right at the critical moment, and the sound of the steel cable breaking, the screeching sound of the shell rubbing against the concrete wall, was terrifying.

Yan Funing was lying on the floor, gasping for breath, "It's dangerous, it's dangerous"

Lawyer Jones cried with joy when he saw Yan Funing escape, looked down at Yan Funing's pale face, and asked eagerly, "Are you okay?"

"It hurts, it hurts" Yan Funing said with a trembling mouth, saying that the pain Yan Funing was not acting, the pain caused by the self-explosion would sometimes make the Chosen One faint who was not strong in tolerance, Yan Funing had super endurance, but it was also a little unbearable, not to mention that he was about to activate the carrier again, and the double or even triple pain came together, making him feel that there were countless insects in his body biting his flesh and meat, gnawing at his bones.

He felt like he was trapped in a dark nightmare, scene after scene flashing through his mind, bits and pieces of images pieced together into memories that terrified him. He picked up the scissors and stabbed the bald kindergarten principal in the heart again and again, and blood splashed his face.

"I'll take you to the doctor. ”

Lawyer Jones grabbed Yan Funing's arm and tried hard to help him up, Yan Funing endured the severe pain and reluctantly stood up, he pretended that his right foot was injured, and walked towards the safety ladder with the help of lawyer Jones, while secretly putting his Uloporos into an alloy bag that could block the signal.

And at this moment, his carrier also led the English Secret Service and the Duke of Sutherland towards the nineteenth floor. Yan Funing controlled the speed of movement with Lawyer Jones while controlling the carrier to enter the safety staircase. As the carrier got closer, the sound of footsteps and gunfire grew denser, and the picture in his brain became messy.

Lawyer Jones stopped alertly, "There are gunshots!"

"Gunshots?" Yan Funing pretended not to hear.

"Yes, gunshots!" asked Attorney Jones, with a nervous look on his face, "what to do?

Yan Funing didn't speak, he had already controlled the carrier to knock open the normally closed security door, sawdust splashed, and his carrier appeared in front of his eyes. The images from the two perspectives overlapped in his brain.

Everything at this moment had an extremely illusory feeling, as if he had seen his ghost appear in this narrow corridor. The fog was filling, everything was clouded, the pain was waning, his brain tried to separate the images that were about to melt together like watercolor, and he clearly saw the Duke of Sutherland coming out of the elevator shaft, right behind him. He could also clearly see that the Secret Service soldiers wearing exoskeletons poured in like a tide from the direction of the security door.

His carrier fired the "Nether True Fire" at the Duke of Sutherland, a flaming line of fire passed through the murky air, staggering in the double vision, and he split the control of the carrier to cast the "Wall of Sighs" against the soldiers, but he yelled "Be careful" and pushed away Lawyer Jones who was in the path of the "Nether True Fire".

Lawyer Jones fell to the ground, the bone-crushing line of fire grazing against the left side of his cheek, and the sharp pain swept over him again with the smell of burning.

He collapsed in the hallway with a scream, rolling on the smooth floor with his face in his hands, fingers digging into his cheeks, and he could clearly feel the human skin mask melting, the unknown substance burning his real skin. But he had to do everything in his power to get the shuddering pain out of his brain, and he had to control the carriers to kill the soldiers and lure the Duke of Sutherland away.

Yan Funing vented this scorching and fierce pain on those poor soldiers, and the flesh and blood in the corridor flew sideways, and the Duke of Sutherland quickly swept over his body, without even looking at him. So his carrier fled into the safety staircase. Reflexively upward.

"Help me, help me!" Yan Funing put down the hand that was caressing half of his burnt face, grabbed Lawyer Jones's arm and shouted in a weak voice, maybe it was the pain that calmed his heart, maybe it was the acting skills that had successfully deceived the Duke of Sutherland just now that calmed him, he squeezed out a few tears and stared at Lawyer Jones with a sad and desperate look.

Lawyer Jones was obviously moved by Yan Funing's act of sacrificing his life for righteousness, her slightly cloudy eyes were filled with tears, she grabbed Yan Funing's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "I will definitely save you, I will definitely save you, I will not only cure you, I will also sue the management of this building and Scotland Yard for bankruptcy!"

After resting for a while, Yan Funing struggled to squeeze out a smile and whispered, "Thank you!" He barely stood up on the floor with the support of Lawyer Jones, and put the signal shield bag containing his Uloporos into the jacket pocket of Lawyer Jones, "We have to get out of here first"

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December 27, 2023, 4:30 p.m.

Regent Hotel in Hong Kong.

Cheng Mo stayed in Syria for more than half a year, helped the queer Germans consolidate the situation on the ground, and bought various supplies to upgrade the base, and then left Syria via Beirut, the capital of Ribhanen. He did not immediately go to the Garden of Eden, but first went to Xinjiapo, and with the help of Shish, he thoroughly mastered Sullivan before preparing to go to the Garden of Eden.

However, after synthesizing a large amount of information, it was found that not only the other three pillars of the Black Death, the other four pillars of the Black Death, his nine demon gods and some other demon gods were looking for him, but even the major Chosen ones were looking for the holder of the "Lord of the Plague", which called the road to the Garden of Eden the road to death.

Given that Athena's authority was high enough, and she was the doctor who discovered the abnormality of the well spring, and she could monitor the information of the well spring through the Black Death's mobile phone, Cheng Mo thought twice and finally decided not to let Athena, who did not have the upper limit of Uroboros' energy storage limit of only 41%, take the risk, and wait for the Black Death to convene the quadrennial Eden Conference before going together.

The Council of Eden is scheduled for December 2024, so that Athena and he have almost a year to improve their ontology.

But even if Athena can recover 100% of her strength, Cheng Mo also feels that he must be fully prepared, if he is not sure, he would rather give up the opportunity to become the master of the Black Death than let Athena accompany her on the adventure.

At this time, he came to Xiangjiang to prepare for the Eden Conference. Right now, he's sitting at his desk and sending emails to Saiyuan Temple's Red Pill with a secret mailbox, and the floor-to-ceiling window is the sunny Victoria Harbour, the blue waves glow brightly, the white sails are dotted, and in a shining gold is the Central Square where high-rise buildings stand tall and sound dogs, horses, dogs, and horses. For those who like man-made landscapes and believe that human beings are miracles of creation, there is undoubtedly a kind of magnificence in such landscapes.

This seaside city, made of glass blocks and crowds, is like a dream city.

But for Cheng Mo, the industrialized capital of money is nothing more than a paradise for the rich and an anthill for the poor.

Of course, now as the husband of the seventeenth richest woman on the Forbes list, Cheng Mo does not reject the beauty of industrialization. Just yesterday, he and Athena were eating Cantonese food on the balcony together, they overlooked Victoria Harbour in the evening breeze, watched the sunset set into the sea in the food, and then the rows of buildings were lit up by the burning sunset, and the glass buildings were transformed into a world of brilliant lights.

It was a wonderful sight, with the evening breeze stirring Athena's blonde hair, and in her eyes the lights of thousands of homes and the deep sea.

The world is so quiet that it seems like everyone is resting in peace.

Cheng Mo finished replying to the email and wandered for a short time, he looked up at Athena, who was leaning on the bedside to read "Crayon Xiaoxin" for more than 70 times, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and asked in Chinese: "Do you want to go for a walk at night?"

Athena pressed pause, put the tablet aside, and replied in Mandarin, "If you want to go, I'll accompany you." ”

"Not interested in Xiangjiang?"

"I'm more interested in Xiangjiang. ”

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "The homophonic stalk has to be deducted!"

Athena thought for a moment and said seriously: "My money is all for you, is it okay to use kisses to offset the money?"

Cheng Mo's eyes lit up, Athena's more real appearance had a fatal attraction, he forgot to speak, stared at the exquisite sculpture standing on the bed, blonde hair hung between her fair neck, the brilliant hair color reflected each other in the white and smooth skin, making Cheng Mo feel that Athena had a kind of pure and immaculate beauty. Obviously, Athena is a very sharp and dangerous sword, but he actually tastes a trace of serene and sweet beauty.

This made Cheng Mo feel incredible. He guessed it might be because this unparalleled blade belonged to him.

Cheng Mo admired Athena's exposed round fragrant shoulders, the suspender of the nightdress slipped down at some point, hanging weakly on the straight collarbone, he recalled the silky touch of brocade, and felt warm in his heart.

Cheng Mo didn't speak, Athena didn't speak, she was looked at by her lover with such burning eyes, she didn't have a shy look, or wanted to hide it, so she didn't let Cheng Mo appreciate it motionlessly, just like a real sculpture.

"It's okay when you're training. Cheng Mo finally couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart, stood up, forgot to put on his slippers, and walked barefoot to the extremely wide bed, "Now you have to pay a little other price."

Athena asked with an innocent face, "At what cost?"

Cheng Mo walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt, "Soon you'll know!"

Athena hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "It's only the first stage of training, you can't do too much, otherwise I won't be able to recover 100% of my strength." ”

"Forget it. Cheng Mo felt that Athena's somewhat dull personality was really boring, and covered Athena's quilt again, "I'm just kidding, you can continue to watch cartoons!

The two have lived together for more than a year and have made a marriage contract, but there is no husband and wife. It's not that Athena is unwilling, but Athena has conducted a detailed and in-depth study of herself and Cheng Mo, and after collecting various data, in order to restore 100% of her strength as much as possible, she has made a detailed plan for herself and Cheng Mo.

This plan is detailed to kissing for dozens of seconds each time, touching what part of the body for a few minutes each time, how far each time holding hands and walking, etc., all in all, it is detailed to the extent that Cheng Mo is outrageous.

Although the effect is not particularly good, after so many days, it has only increased by 4.7 percent, which is far less than the kiss in Syria in full view, but it is more or less increased, and the two of them persevered.

To this day, they are still in the first stage of training, and the intimate contact is only limited to some of the prescribed content of the training time, according to the lSP index, it is only three bases, and it looks like it is only one base away from the home run, but Cheng Mo feels that he is just a masseur now.

Athena was so cold, both in soul and body. Often he massages and presses it is already full of affection, but Athena doesn't feel anything. This makes Cheng Mo very big, in fact, he is not an impatient person, even if he is waiting for a year or a few years, he is not impossible, but he has to train every day, and he can't really do anything, it's too torturous.

What should have been a great enjoyment has now become a shadow. When he was training, he was actually fine, but the uncomfortable thing was that after the training was completed, he didn't have the face to resolve himself. Xi Shi, who generally understands some things, often teases him that he should read more classic ***** and learn more skills.

To be honest, Cheng Mo secretly did not study it, but Athena really didn't eat that, he guessed that maybe Athena had to be emotionally in place to have feelings, but he couldn't come up with evidence, let alone create a special situation to make Athena emotionally in place, so he could only test his will every day according to the training plan.

So taking a cold shower every day has become Cheng Mo's daily routine.

"It's not. Athena, a person with zero emotional intelligence, can't see Cheng Mo's loss, but she and Cheng Mo agreed that if Cheng Mo said "I'm just joking", it means that what he said was "joking", she grabbed Cheng Mo's hand, "You know, it doesn't matter when I'm with you, I just don't want to recover my strength, I can't protect you when the time comes, although the Black Death is not my opponent except Nebuchadnezzar, but they are many after all." ”

Cheng Mo smiled, "I know, I know, so I just want to hug you." ”

Athena took the initiative to lift the quilt, "Then hold it for a while, it's not a training time, and you don't need to stick all kinds of instruments." ”

Cheng Mo wanted to reject Athena to show that he was full of determination, but when he saw the beautiful scenery in the snow, more meandering than the river, and towering higher than the mountains, he really couldn't refuse such a big temptation, and couldn't help but nodded. Athens shifted slightly, and Cheng Mo omitted a few words below.

After playing for a while, just when Cheng Mo felt that Athena seemed to be in some emotion, the mobile phone on the table vibrated wildly. Only a limited number of people know the number of this secure mobile phone, and Cheng Mo can't help but answer it for fear of any emergency, so he had to give up regretfully and continue to explore the scenery of the mountains and dangerous peaks, jumped off the bed, and walked quickly to the desk to pick up the mobile phone.

Glancing at Xi Shi, Cheng Mo pressed answer.

"Turn on the TV and watch the BBC. ”

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo walked to the bedside table and found the remote control.

"Someone burned the Shard. ”

"Burn it, burn it. Cheng Mo said angrily, he turned on the TV, "As for this little thing, call me to inform me?"

"My lord, you're not going to be training with your wife at this time, are you?"

The first thing that popped up on the TV screen was the Heung Kong Cable News Channel, and at the bottom of the screen was a line of traditional Chinese characters scrolling: "Now broadcast a breaking news that the Shard on London's South Bank has been attacked by terrorists, there are a large number of casualties, and soon we will bring you a live report on the scene."

"Is this something you should be concerned about?" Cheng Mo asked coldly. He switched the channel to the BBC, and the shard, billowing smoke, appeared on television. In the lower right corner is the face of the host, apparently asking questions to reporters on the spot.

"Hehe," Shishi chuckled, "it looks like something must have disturbed your good deeds, I wonder if you have made any progress lately?"

Cheng Mo had no time to pay attention to Xi Shi's teasing, because he heard a sentence that shocked him, "It is currently suspected that the terrorist is a Chinese man surnamed Yan from the Black Death".

(It seems that I have to wait a chapter to write about Mr. Shen, sorry.) ）

(End of chapter)