Chapter 270 The Liar Emperor is Old
Wen Hao took out the filter helmet, put it on his head, and ran towards the shelter as ordered.
On the way, he heard a whistling sound above his head and saw hundreds of mechas emerging from the thick fog. The wing engines blew out a visible vortex in the air, which quickly occupied the sky above the city.
Above the gray fog behind them, a large ship lit up with hundreds of orange headlights, illuminating the hospital building not far away as bright as day.
The army took control of the city in a flash, but did not open fire immediately. The silent hovering warship seemed to imply that the revolutionary army was here to negotiate.
Wenhao's scalp tightened and he quickened his pace.
In the suffocating silence, a big light suddenly lit up in the square, like a stage light, illuminating the protagonist in the light - a bionic man pushing a wheelchair with a young man sitting in it. The weak young man extended his hand in a friendly manner and smiled at the mecha Rattlesnake that had just landed:
"All is well, my friend."
Unexpectedly, his long-awaited meeting with Bai Ling was not as tense as he had imagined.
"Why go to all this trouble? If you want to see me, you should contact me directly," Bai Ling walked over with steady steps, his military boots clacking on the ground, and stopped, smiling subtly, "After all, we were childhood friends."
Cen Yan was sitting in a wheelchair and had to raise his head slightly to look at him. Bai Ling's attitude was calm. Although there was fatigue in the corners of his eyes, there was no trace of anger at his comrades being captured.
It was as if he really treated Cen Yan as his own.
Cen Yan secretly observed and suddenly smiled. He didn't care that Bai Ling had his personal soldiers behind him and said directly: "You are so young and capable, why waste your time on an old man. Isuparaiso is old and will be useless sooner or later. Why don't you join us? We can unite and create peace together, isn't it better?"
Bai Ling's eyes rolled slightly.
Cen Yan stared at his reaction, but saw Bai Ling shaking his head, his face lacking interest, "The whole world knows that I swore an oath that unless he dies, I will not find a new partner."
Unless the old emperor dies.
The implication of this is that as long as the old emperor dies, he can get rid of the moral burden and find a new one.
Miao Ben raised his eyebrows slightly, and the processor told him that this omega was very good at judging the situation. Although he seemed to be rejecting them verbally, he was actually secretly extending an olive branch to them in front of everyone present.
This was undoubtedly what Cen Yan would be happy to see. Cen Yan didn't want to kill him, he wanted to keep him. If we could add "voluntary cooperation" to this matter, everyone would be happy and it would be perfect.
Cen Yan unexpectedly calmed down and led him to the cult's location. On the way, he mentioned as if chatting with his family:
"We have been taking care of Auntie since you left. But her condition progressed too quickly, and she has not been in good condition. Dad didn't want her to leave in such pain, so he persuaded her to sign the insurance policy to preserve Auntie's consciousness. Now I will take you to see her."
Bai Ling showed a trace of pain and nostalgia on his face, but he quickly put it away and nodded, "Thank you for your help."
He casually asked again, "Did she leave any message for me when she left?"
Cen Yan paused and thought carefully, "Auntie said she missed you very much and regretted sending you away. She said she missed your growth and she felt sorry for it."
regret. Pity.
Walking into the dim light, Bai Ling sneered in his heart and his eyes were dark.
His strong-willed mother would never say such things in front of strangers.
At this point, he was already certain that the insurance policy was fake and that Cen Yan did not have his mother's consciousness in his hands. If it really existed, considering how despicable Cen Yan and the sect were, why didn't they use it to threaten him earlier?
But Bai Ling pretended not to know and continued to act with Cen Yan.
The fog grew thicker, and from time to time I could hear the itchy coughs of the soldiers behind me.
Cen Yan took them to an open space. Suddenly, there was a loud "boom" sound below, and the ground quickly changed - the terrain rose suddenly, and countless smoke and dust dispersed, revealing a disc-shaped platform. As a lift, it can accommodate 100 people at the same time.
Bai Ling and his personal soldiers looked at each other and knew that they were about to take the elevator down to the underground. According to previous measurements, this is most likely where Kidd is imprisoned.
Bai Ling drove away all the soldiers, leaving only three people. The three people's code names are M1, M2 and M3.
He asked Xiao No. 3 to stand in front and the other two followed behind him.
The three masked soldiers were a little confused because this was not a common protective formation. But orders were above all else, and they simply thought that Bai Ling had other arrangements, so they obeyed them completely.
The lifting platform moves slowly downward, initially slowly and then gradually speeds up.
The floors of the building below the ring passed by their eyes one by one. Cen Yan glanced at her and asked casually, "Xiao Ling, are you in heat?"
Bai Ling looked at him, "Can you smell it?"
Cen Yan shook his head lightly, "How can I smell it? I saw that these two alphas were eager to make a move, but their limbs were stiff. I have seen horses in the city, and they will behave like this when a stallion wants to mount a mare in heat."
This statement is vaguely over the line and offensive.
Bai Ling smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Really? Which two? The two behind me?"
Cen Yan laughed and said, "I was just kidding—"
Before he could finish his words, Cen Yan's body shook violently. A sharp gunshot ripped his eardrums. The moment his expression froze, the alpha's brains had already sprayed onto his nose.
Very fishy and smells bad.
Still warm.
Bai Ling lowered his eyes to wipe his gun, not caring at all that M3, who had just stood in front of him, collapsed and his body fell onto the platform with a thud.
Behind him, M1 and M2 had calf cramps and were sweating profusely. One look at their teammates who had been shot in the head and their legs became so weak that they could hardly stand.
Bai Ling put the gun back on his narrow and lean waist and asked casually: "What now?"
Cen Yan took the tissue handed to him by Miao Ben, wiped the dark red brain on his face, and smiled:
"Now these two are much better behaved."
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
——Crunch!
The platform stops. The believers who came to pick up the corpses were not surprised at all when they saw this scene, as if the use of lifts to transport corpses was already commonplace.
They quickly dragged M3 away, wiped off the blood, and threw the body into the garbage disposal facility, waiting in line for incineration.
Bai Ling followed Cen Yan away without even looking back, as if his personal soldiers were nothing more than toys that he could kill for fun when he was unhappy.
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Ten breaths later, there was dead silence outside. A corpse suddenly sat up on the full trash can.
M3 jumped down with his hands, took off his mask, threw away the fake plasma inside, and randomly pulled a piece of cloth to wipe his messy face, finally revealing a handsome face.
Levina pulled his back, which was covered with cold sweat of fear.
Too cruel. He was totally unprepared for the shot.
Before he came, Commander Bai only told him to obey orders but did not tell him the details. Little did he know that there was a secret hidden in the mask, including fake plasma and bulletproof plate.
So the bullet really hit him in the forehead, and he was really knocked unconscious by the impact. The posture of falling was extremely realistic, without any fakery at all, which was why everyone in the cult was fooled.
But this is a bit too harsh.
Levina gritted his teeth. If his skull wasn't so hard, he would have suffered a severe concussion and become an idiot for the rest of his life.
But Bai Ling is cautious in his actions. Since he dared to do this without saying hello, he must have checked his ethnicity and knew where his bottom line is.
Levitra found a set of employee clothes and put them on, then put on a duckbill hat to cover half of his face. When he pushed the door open and went out, he muttered to himself: My little seagull is still kind-hearted.
The air was cold, the walls were damp, and the occasional exposed black rocks at the corners reminded him that this place was one hundred meters underground, equivalent to the depth of a thirty-story building. It is very difficult to find where Kidd is.
Bai Ling is responsible for delaying Cen Yan, and Li Wei has limited time.
He decisively adopted the simplest method: asking.
- Capture a member of the church, drag him to a corner, interrogate him with a knife, then knock him unconscious and hide him. After repeating this three times, Levi was basically certain that Kidd was on the floor below.
He ran and walked, and felt that he had walked a very long way. Finally, he pushed open a locked door. His eyes lit up and his heart burst into ecstasy.
This baffle, yes, is the one that appeared in the live broadcast.
Kidd is right behind!
After confirming that the guard was not there, Levitra strode over and installed the prepared pulse image jammer on the live broadcast line, pausing the image to prevent people on the Internet from noticing.
He broke into the original scene and shouted to the omega sleeping on the board, unable to suppress his excitement: "Boss... Kidd, it's me, I'm here to save you!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Kidd turned around and made eye contact with him.
At this moment, Kidd seemed to catch a glimpse of something behind him, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
When Levina saw his reaction, his expression changed slightly and he slowly turned his head.
As far as the eye can see, next to the door that was temporarily locked but not completely locked, a figure stood quietly like the god of death. The other party was holding a Frankie S1 pellet shotgun and loaded it with a crisp sound.
Levi's Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously.
He knew very well that the big gun with a metallic luster in the dark was enough to blow Kidd's brains out before he could touch him.
This time, there was no fake plasma.
But the returning "guards" seemed in no hurry to kill him. The other person stood in the dark, squinted his eyes to recognize him, and suddenly became extremely excited:
"Look who this is? It turns out to be my dear brother."
The moment he saw the face clearly, Levi's pupils suddenly trembled.
...He is not dead, Anatole is not dead, how is this possible!
He had clearly confirmed that his brother had no vital signs when he fell off the cliff. In order to prevent others from recognizing his body and create the illusion that he was missing, he also scratched Anatole's face.
This lingering ghost should be unrecognizable and sitting in jail in hell! How did you get here? !
Levi's breathing was disordered, as if he had encountered a ghost, and he froze in place for a moment. His confused brain was tangled in a mess, trying his best to make sense of it.
Anatol pointed the gun at his brother, touched his face, and smiled strangely: "You must be wondering why I didn't die and why I wasn't disfigured."
"You would never have guessed that I had long guessed that you were going to attack me, but considering that you are my brother, I was willing to give you a chance. But not only did you not cherish it, you also rushed to kill me on the eve of my engagement to Kidd."
Anatol's fierce eyes swept over and fell on Kidd, and said in a sarcastic tone:
"See clearly, Kidd? He is not Anatole, I am! He was the one who pushed me off the cliff, used my name, and lurked around you to deceive your trust. He is a complete liar!"
Levi's eyes were gloomy and his breath was heavy. The other party's revelation word by word completely shattered his years of hard disguise.
The air was thick with pheromones, and two high-level alphas were in control of the situation, almost leading to a pheromone fight. But no one noticed that the omega on the board bent down to take a deep breath, and was almost suffocated by it.
Levitra clenched his pale finger bones, and veins popped out on the back of his hand. "I'm not a liar—!"
He turned his head suddenly, unable to bear the grievance any longer, and loudly accused Kidd:
"It was obviously me who came here first. I was the first one to come here, remember? I was the first person you met at the amusement park. I was the one you helped up after I fell down. I was the one you sat with on the beach eating French fries with, and you enlightened me about life, too!"
Kidd lowered his eyes and his lips were dry, as if he could not hear anything.
Anatol sneered and ruthlessly exposed him: "Really? Levina, if you are really so affectionate, why did you take the initiative to ask me to bet with Kidd and play a trick on him?"
Kidd's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lifeless eyes slowly raised to look at his brother.
As if waiting for his answer which was years late.
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