Like the mood when I won the championship in the school sports meeting, the emotions are unconsciously high, the eyes are excited and the residual heat remains on the body surface, listening to the radio accompaniment and the shouts of the audience, I feel that I have taken a step towards my dream and become an amazing child.
Only this time it was a hundred times stronger than that.
Northwest London, underground of the manor.
It would be a lie to say that there is no tension. Thinking back to breaking through the blockade of gangsters and betting life and death with B-level enemies just now, the addictive excitement and exhilaration, letting go of all your strength and galloping recklessly in the night, Fangran looked at the underground space of the manor at this moment I don't know how to describe the mood at this moment,
I just feel extraordinarily carefree and happy.
When was the last time I felt this way...
Ah, it was when I helped the police catch a fugitive at the mall...
Recalling something from a long time ago, and thinking about his next move, Fangran confirmed the strange ball he had recovered and that there were no other clues in this underground space. He covered his stomach and found the elevator to leave.
Just before leaving, he suddenly found that near a pile of ruins piled up on the floor of a hall,
There is a Mechanical Cube shining with a faint blue light... .
"Um?"
He stopped and walked over. First, he bent down to observe without touching it rashly. He instinctively felt that this seemed to be a communication device and finally reached out to pick it up!
The conference channel that Fred was reporting just now but was interrupted by overeating was reconnected, the projection expanded, and the moment his eyes moved slightly, Fangran found that the neighborhood he was in seemed to be replaced by another place, and he saw a hexagon centered on himself at the apex,
Sitting five different figures, all with different expressions watching him appear.
Oops! Is it still triggered?
Just being exposed in front of an unknown opponent, the expression in Fangran's eyes stopped slightly, but since that was the case, he did not look around in a panic at the people around him.
A young man who looks very arrogant, a celebrity lady with long brown hair and a silk scarf around her neck, a weird 'monster' with mechanical transformation all over her body, a beautiful woman wearing a witch's pointed hat, and the last peaceful and quiet...
Chinese women?
"Heh, since you're here..."
Everyone present seemed to be the dominant figure with the strongest appearance impact. The ugly scar directly connected with the machine and the body was shocking. Fangran looked at Francis who looked like a transformed monster with a deep smile and said strangely:
"Then it means that the person who communicated with us just now has been solved by you?"
A sense of oppression in the air field rushed over.
Under the scrutiny of five people at the same time, even if it was a projection, Fangran felt an aura from them that was not ordinary participants. Even though he had already faced many powerful beings, this oppression was not to be feared.
But my intuition tells me that each of them seems to have the power of a magician.
Although keeping silent was also an option, it would not be able to promote a dialogue with them at all. The residual fanaticism just now and the determination that had been raised up tonight were mixed and fermented, making Fangran's eyes flash with a certain kind of excitement and arrogance.
Here's an opportunity!
Thinking of this point and making a decision the next second, he ignored the question he didn't understand just now, then raised his eyes and smiled casually and said:
"Ah, I'm sorry, I've only been a participant for a short time, and I don't understand the language of mechanical monsters very well,"
Then the completely unsmiling eyes were lowered with hidden hostility and arrogance.
"So can I ask you to speak Chinese?"
It seemed that he was provoked by his words. Among the five people, the arrogant man who was only slightly interested, and the beautiful woman on the other side who hadn't paid attention to Fangran since the beginning, and the man who seemed to have nothing to do with him Chinese women,
For a moment, they looked at the calm young man in the black windbreaker standing in the middle of the conference space with a little surprise.
"Ah~ I remember you, before the incident of the Pearl of the Night was exposed more than two months ago, before the fall of the two A-levels against the water,"
As if attracted by the words just now, the beautiful and charming western woman wearing a witch's pointed hat held one side of her delicate cheek, looked at Fangran with some interest, then smiled and recognized his identity as if remembering it .
"Supernova Night Crow once declared in your appearance, am I right, Yeju-Fangran."
From the moment she appeared in front of them, she had no hope of hiding her identity, but seeing the exquisite beauty that could still be seen even though most of her face was blocked by her witch hat, Fangran's eyes remained calm.
I can't feel emotions, and my words don't reveal redundant information, and I don't care about my own appearance...
Isn't she in the same position as the person who wanted to kill her
"In the list of national war players submitted by the night bureau, your rank is only C-level. It is impossible to solve Fred so quickly. After all, are you hiding your strength..."
An elegant silk scarf was tied around her snow-white neck. Brianna narrowed her eyes and stared at Fangran's opening, as if she wanted to see through his existence and questioned:
"Or the magician from the night game?"
The moment she heard her speak, there was a slight surprise in her eyes, but Fangran suppressed it immediately, and her brain turned rapidly to analyze and remember the information she just said.
Fred... the name of that person just now? There is also a list of players in the national war... I know the magician's strength better than myself...
She is a participant on the side of the royal court...
found it!
"Hehe, shouldn't you be more concerned about what happened to Kolossus than the question of who I am, and..."
Suppressing the sense of surprise in his heart, he smiled lowly, and a hemispherical black liquid appeared in his hand, holding this 'strange ball' that could not even be seen from the low-temperature gas, Fangran slowly lifted it. At first, he looked at Brianna with inexplicable eyes.
"I really found some unexpected things here."
I can feel it directly!
The moment Fangran took out the strange ball that was not filled with black liquid, everyone in the space where the memories were projected froze!
Bet right...
Feeling the moment of quiet atmosphere, Fangran slowly lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, looking at the black liquid contained in an invisible spherical space in his hand,
The strange ball found in the underground room affected by the gluttony was indeed something special to these people.
"Boy, I warn you, you'd better put down that thing honestly now, hide like a mouse, and then go back to your Huaxia,"
Dick, who had always been interested in watching a clown show, narrowed his eyes and his face sank instantly after Fangran took out this strange ball.
He stared at Fangran with an extremely dangerous expression, his eyes flickered with a cold and fierce light, and he warned without emotion:
"Otherwise, I guarantee that your end will be miserable."
malicious.
The naked malice that can be felt intuitively.
Have you ever felt wronged and angry from some strangers.
It's like being stopped by those children on the way from school, like being robbed by robbers and villains on the way to travel...
From those 'bad guys', feel a dark and muddy 'maliciousness'.
But don't forget,
They're just people, too.
They are just more "malicious" than a "good guy" like you. It is not wrong to protect yourself wisely when the situation is not good. It is the right way to protect yourself wisely.
But if the opponent is not that strong, then don't retreat because of timidity, your forbearance will only become the courage of the opponent, if the opponent has the 'maliciousness' of wanting to kill you, then you don't need to worry about other things.
When you have the madness of picking up a stone and smashing your opponent's head without holding back, the opponent's number of people holding a few sticks is not much stronger than you.
Listening to Dick's cold threat, because of everything he did from seeing that 'child' tonight, more and more memories of his childhood in the frenzied indulgence came back, and he felt that the reckless self in a certain period of time woke up,
Somewhat similar to that 'child', he raised his face arrogantly and wantonly, Fangran looked at this guy who was no more than B grade with the same cold eyes, sneered and spit out a crude but straightforward counterattack:
"Heh, shut your mouth, didn't your master teach you not to bark at people after eating shit?"