So, if it's not poison...
Su Mingan looked up.
Those who had been claiming to be his partners had already retreated far away, fearing that they would be affected. Even the deputy leader of the Freedom Alliance, who had just had a good chat with him, stood aside with a smile, and had no intention of intervening.
In the distance, Lu glanced at Yueyue who was looking at her brother Che. Che looked at Xia Sheng for help, and Xia Sheng looked at Xi...
People looked at each other, but no one could stand up.
They don't have the "right" identity to break the wine bottle.
Some players gloated over the misfortune, while some "heavyweight" players even wanted to push Hercules aside and take his place.
Hercules's hand with red nails stopped at the edge of the red wine glass. She held the glass between her fingers, with the rim of the glass close to Su Mingan's lips.
"One glass of wine for a hundred thousand troops." Hercules whispered, "You are a 'human hero'. For the sake of the war situation and the lives of more people, you should not be unwilling to drink this glass of wine... Am I unattractive? Why are you so hesitant?"
She looked at the hesitation in his eyes with appreciation. His dark grey eyes looked very beautiful to her.
Su Mingan was indeed hesitating, but he was not hesitating about whether to drink the wine.
He was hesitating whether to blow Hercules' head off right now, or let her go, take out a bunch of high-end weapons at night, and unite everyone to bomb the Ninth City.
He stretched out his hand and tried to snatch the glass.
And in everyone's opinion, it was him who reached out to take the wine glass——
"It seems that you really like Baimao. You even want to drink this kind of wine."
A cold voice came from somewhere, and a hand suddenly appeared on Hercules' head, grabbed her white hair and smashed it!
“Bang!”
Heracus was slammed to the ground by this hand, coughing up blood, and a large amount of source immediately appeared on her body. She wanted to resist. However, a golden sword blade fell from the top of the glass, pierced through her shoulder, and stabbed her into the ground.
“Ahhhh—” Hercules screamed, and blood oozed from her shoulder, staining the ground red.
A figure slowly took shape in the light, and his other hand just happened to grasp the red wine glass thrown by Hercules, with an extremely elegant posture.
As soon as Su Mingan saw the pretentious appearance of this guy, he knew who this was.
Every time this person appears, he always looks brilliant.
"Isn't it just the Ninth City? Is it worth sacrificing your hero?" Su Lin sneered and looked around at the silent people: "It's just a hundred thousand troops. I can compensate for it alone."
"Then drink it." Su Mingan said.
Su Lin's sudden appearance disrupted his thoughts. He wanted to lure out some more people with ulterior motives. His shadow was resistant, so even if he drank alcohol, ordinary drugs would not knock him down.
Su Lin stared at him, then poured the red wine into Hercules' mouth.
"The world doesn't need you to work so hard." Su Lin said meaningfully: "At least cherish yourself. The situation is not yet to the point where I have to sell you out."
On the ground, Hercules began to twist and turn, and the scene was extremely shocking to the eyes.
"Drag her away and lock her up." Su Lin said coldly.
Everyone present looked at each other, and no one listened to him.
"Do as he says." Su Mingan said.
Immediately a waiter came from the door and dragged Hercules away, leaving a long trail of blood.
After this incident, Su Mingan no longer wanted to stay and left early.
The cold wind on the rooftop blew his black hair. He held the railing and looked out at the city below, which had changed a lot in the past 10 years.
Under the cover of night, the 132-story Times Central Building was gradually built, and the light rail was also being laid out. He saw many resource storage towers, training and construction grounds, and bus stops with flashing green lights.
In the distance, the azure light of the barrier flickered, and the outer city of Doomsday City was being recovered. The hundreds of thousands of people in this city were all busy living.
After what happened just now, he felt extremely unfamiliar with the Doomsday City today.
When he needed someone, no one was there to stand by him.
At this time, footsteps were heard and Su Lin slowly walked behind him.
"The Second City is in my control, and it will always support Doomsday City." Su Lin said, "Doomsday City is now facing internal and external troubles. If you don't know how to play political games, I will teach you how to deal with these political struggles."
"Why do you want to help me?" Su Mingan asked.
"I can't stand it." Su Lin said, "I can't stand those who surrender to the invaders."
"No need to make excuses."
"Don't be narcissistic. My helping you has nothing to do with you. It's just because you are the leader of the free camp." Su Lin said.
"Okay." Su Mingan said.
The two were silent for a while.
"Regarding the three time streams of the ninth world, the information I currently know is..." Su Mingan told Su Lin the clues and wanted to ask for his opinion.
After listening to this, Su Lin thought for a while.
"Su Mingan." He said, "Have you ever heard of the concept of a two-dimensional world?"
"A world on paper? A parallel world?"
"Have you ever considered that these three timelines, the 32 years in Kaiusta, the 72 years in the laboratory, and the 102 years in the City of Measurement - they may not be in the same dimension?" Su Lin asked.
Su Mingan was shocked. He thought that three lines of time were complicated enough, but he didn't expect Su Lin to propose the concept of different dimensional spaces. If time and space are intertwined... and then multiplied, how complicated would this world be?
"I don't know much about this aspect. I will try it again." Su Mingan said.
"Then let's destroy the Ninth City tonight to get rid of future troubles." Su Lin suddenly said: "Otherwise, the white hairs given to you will continue to flow."
"Just the two of us?" Su Mingan asked.
"That's enough."
"Too."
…
Nightfall.
The Ninth City welcomed two uninvited guests.
The night in the city is illuminated by the dazzling golden light, just like daytime, and countless brilliant lights fall from the sky.
After Su Ming'an secretly killed the deputy city lord of the Ninth City under the cover of space, he opened the window and saw Su Lin outside, who was like setting off golden fireworks.
"boom--!"
With a loud bang, the emblem of God shattered in the light, and the mechanical army fell down like wheat being cut.
Su Lin floated to the ground and waved at him, the pink shadow swaying slightly on his shoulder.
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