Chapter 80 Cold-blooded animals are like poisonous snakes awakened from hibernation.
As it was getting close to closing time, more and more people gathered in the cafe. The setting sun shone through the dirty windows, casting a dim light on the small round table, cutting it diagonally in half.
It looks very much like the boundary between day and night on a planet.
Bai Ling looked at the sky. The evening sun was like a salted egg yolk, emitting a blood-red fluorescence that made him squint.
I don’t know what Yu Chen is doing.
It has been 12 hours since the weaning drug was taken. During this period of time, the vision should have recovered. Perhaps, at this moment, the other person is also watching the sunset over the sea through the hole in the greenhouse glass.
Bai Ling suddenly felt the desire to go back.
It's not just thoughts, but also worries. He did not forget the reminder from Doctor Woodpecker that stopping the medication would cause side effects such as drowsiness, hunger, and regression to primitive state. Although he did not understand what the "primitive" method was, it would always be right to go back and watch it.
Bai Ling picked up his coat, put it on his arm, and nodded calmly to the leader: "Since we have reached an agreement, I will leave first. I have something to do at home."
The words flowed so naturally, and there was no hesitation when he mentioned "home".
Invisibly, in his heart, the gray area of the mermaid's bedroom that was not marked on the palace map had been marked with a bright symbol.
The waiter came over to settle the bill. Bai Ling's prosthetic leg fell from the high stool to the ground. In an instant, as if a switch had been triggered, the diners behind him burst into a commotion:
"Rico Pharmaceuticals is so shameless!"
It turned out that an interview program was playing on the big screen, and the guests invited were all former victims of Ruiko Pharmaceutical. They spoke passionately:
"After taking Rico's medicine, my father lost his ability to act and became a complete vegetable. We asked for compensation and appealed four times, but each time the appeal was rejected due to insufficient evidence."
"Rico's company management said they would rather spend tens of millions on a legal team than pay us a penny."
"I did receive some compensation, but they deliberately changed the money into coins and sent people to throw handfuls at me, saying I was a greedy ghost and would go to hell after I died."
Bai Ling looked cold and moved his thin lips: "It is those nobles who should go to hell."
The group leader looked out the window: "They seem to be organizing a parade."
The Haimian poisoning incident could actually be a big or small incident. According to past practice, it would soon be suppressed by Ruike Pharmaceuticals with a large amount of money.
But this time it was completely different.
This cold winter of supply shortages seems too depressing, and the videos of the nobles eating, drinking and having fun on the Star Internet are too glaring. Hai Mian's poisoning accidentally tore apart the whitewashed peace of the tyrannical government and became the fuse that ignited everyone's anger. Many people have never heard of Ruiko Pharmaceutical, but as long as they know that behind it are the big aristocrats who manipulate capital, they will join the team of condemnation with indignation.
Bai Ling and the team leader walked out of the cafe. The bone-deep coldness pressed down like an invisible giant hand, strangling everyone's throat.
The cold, crimson stars were sinking into the horizon, and in the reflection of the frozen sea water, they cast a distorted halo like a funhouse mirror, huge and overlooking, covering the parade with an indelible blood-red color.
Bai Ling felt a sudden sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Protest marches were always prohibited in the New Empire.
Even if everyone tacitly circumvents the law, does not hold up signs, does not shout slogans, and just continues to expand the team like a school of sardines, it will still attract the attention of the authorities.
In previous lives, there had been many bloody incidents of marching crowds being shot at.
Bai Ling was on Yexing at that time, and he still felt shocked when he saw it through the screen. At this moment, I am even more unwilling to see similar incidents happening before my eyes.
He took a deep breath, and white mist came out from his mouth and nose. The sea breeze wrapped with ice chips blew his white hair up like frost and snow. He resolutely braved the strong wind, crossed the flow of vehicles, ran to the other side and merged into the crowd.
Like a goose, joining the flock of geese flying north.
Someone approached from behind, and the team leader followed him: "One more person means more strength."
Next, they walked along the coastal avenue. From above, they looked like a silent and sick dragon walking towards the sculpture in the central square.
The sculpture of the mother still stands tall, holding a lantern in her left hand and pointing a sword into the distance with her right hand.
But people soon discovered that in the direction where the tip of the sword was pointing, something was moving discordantly beneath the rolling sea of clouds at sunset. It was a whole fleet of pitch-black amphibious ships with cuttlefish-colored metallic paint, which was extremely conspicuous against the backdrop of the red sunset over the sea.
They rushed towards the continent in a mighty force, adding lingering stains to the sky, with a momentum as huge as a swarm of locusts passing through.
The head of the group opened his mouth, obviously he had never seen such a big scene before: "What are those?"
Bai Ling's grey pupils slowly narrowed: "The private fleet of Duke Swordfish."
I guess they came here under the pretext of celebrating the tyrant’s birthday.
After all, the birthday party is this weekend.
Sure enough, as they watched, the four leading large Kemini-class escort ships turned towards the direction of the palace tower. But the remaining fleet dispersed like ants moving house and landed in various places.
As for the exact location of the landing, they will soon witness it in the square.
In the vast open space at the foot of the sculpture, a rugged black ship opened its bow, and like an anglerfish swallowing fish and shrimp, it opened its upper and lower serrated lips and spit out one high-particle attack police mecha after another.
The flashing red sight turned and aimed at the silent people.
Police plane No. 11 used a loudspeaker to shout: "No gatherings! No protests! No resistance to the authorities!"
Imperial law stipulates that when the dukes of the fiefdoms believe that the monarch may be threatened, they have the right to help the monarch expel the "mob".
But when No. 11 looked through the telescope, he saw the "mob" in front of him, which consisted of white-collar workers, workers, students, and street vendors who were off work. They were unarmed, silent, but with terrifying anger on their faces.
No. 11 knew that as long as no one shouted "No", he would have no excuse to fire.
For a while, there was a relative stillness between them and the "mob", and they confronted each other in silence.
But this situation cannot continue, because the interstellar alliance media stationed on the capital star have already heard the news.
They sent flying cars to hover in the sky near the square and dropped a large group of miniature cameras with small wings, which scattered into the crowd with a buzzing sound like bees collecting honey.
The reporters in the broadcast truck were ecstatic: "I didn't expect that I would get extra explosive news just by reporting on the mecha competition! Connect to the international TV channel immediately!"
Therefore, Police Plane No. 11 quickly received an order from its superiors: [Disperse the crowd by any means! 】
No. 11 reported to his superiors in embarrassment: "But sir, according to the regulations, we cannot attack a silent crowd."
The superior said coldly and forcefully: "You idiot, just charge ahead."
“…Will there be any casualties?”
"They are not stupid. They will definitely avoid the car when they see it. Captain, stop talking nonsense to me and execute the order immediately."
No. 11 was forced to drive the mecha forward, and the rumbling tracks pushed it forward, crushing the old bricks and stones.
As expected, people screamed and ran away, their desire to survive making them push and dodge in all directions.
And no one noticed that on the rumbling route of the tracks was standing a little girl who had been separated from her mother.
She raised her head with difficulty and looked at the ugly iron lump that was like an amphibian crawling lizard, sucking towards her red skirt.
"careful!"
There was only a heart-wrenching shout, and someone pushed through the crowd, swiftly jumped out, and threw himself towards the steel wheel as if he was risking his life.
Everyone gasped and subconsciously closed their eyes, not wanting to see the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The man quickly picked up the little girl and ran away, his thighs almost brushing against the mecha. 3S was agile enough to protect the child, but he was too close and the track swept away one of his legs.
Bai Ling's mind went blank for a second.
The people around were frozen in place as if they were under a spell.
Guard No. 11 was also stunned on the spot, until a man in a black mask climbed up the car fiercely and knocked on his roof frantically: "Stop, stop!"
No. 11 was scared, he really didn't want to kill anyone.
The superior on the communicator was yelling, "What are you waiting for, No. 11!"
"I...I think I hit someone...Should I take him to the hospital?"
"Go to a shitty hospital! The Grand Duke said that we need to teach them a lesson and make an example of them. Didn't that guy just bump into us? It's a mob attack! Just go full throttle and crush him!"
No. 11's voice trembled: "But, but I haven't killed anyone yet!"
The superior issued an ultimatum, cruelly saying: "This is your chance to make a contribution. It's up to you whether you want to seize it or not."
No. 11 closed his eyes, released the handbrake, and let the track run completely past.
The torrent of steel rolled over, pressing the earth so hard that it seemed to be shaking and crying; the roar of the machinery covered up the groans and cries of pain belonging to the people. As long as the sound of gunfire is loud enough to drown out the human voices, it can be treated as if nothing happened.
“Ahhhh help, someone’s been killed—”
“…Call an ambulance!”
Amidst the noisy cries, Bai Ling lay on the bluestone slab with a very calm expression.
He had repaired no less than a hundred armored vehicles that had run over him in his previous life, but he never expected that one day he would have a leg swallowed up by this monster.
No, it’s not that I didn’t expect it.
After all, this right leg was originally broken at the hands of the powerful. Now, it's just going to be destroyed once again.
Two broad white lines of lime were dragged behind the police plane. Everyone looked at the ground anxiously. The leg was already shattered, but what was scattered was not flesh and blood, but crushed parts.
It turned out to be a prosthetic leg.
A blessing in disguise.
"No need to call an ambulance, just help me to the side." The person involved was actually the calmest one in the scene.
Bai Ling turned over, and with a perseverance that was shocking to ordinary people, he propped up his arms and tried to drag himself to the sidewalk. The team leader didn't bother to avoid suspicion and immediately reached out and picked him up.
A light bird that has lost a leg.
His back was trembling slightly due to stress, and it was so thin that it hurt to touch.
The captain's heart tightened, and he felt a sense of pity for his fellow man. But the next second, Bai Ling pushed his shoulder away, jumped on one leg and landed steadily, turned his eyes and warned him:
"You'd better not touch me. I, the alpha, will bite."
However, it was too late.
The forbidden ring honestly reports the physical contact between omega and alpha to the guardian.
In the cold and dark pool, a tail covered with metallic scales slowly moved under the water. The green eyes that did not look like those of humans suddenly opened, with the unique pupil arc of cold-blooded animals, emitting a faint fluorescence in the darkness. He was like a poisonous snake awakened from hibernation, hungry, violent and dangerous.
The AI cautiously stood at a distance and reported from afar: "Master, your mechanical bird has been crushed. Would you like to go and retrieve it?"
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