1.
At this moment, someone outside slammed the door open and shouted loudly: "I understand—"
Xia Tian turned around, pointed the gun in that direction, and couldn't see the appearance of the intruder against the light, the man continued to shout: "You want more things, we killed so many people, but you are not satisfied! Seriously, I'm not satisfied either—you want a bigger sacrifice, more blood and death—"
Xia Tian lowered the muzzle, the voice came from the reporter who was pestering him below, and it was very likely that he had taken more drugs just now. The man would probably never guess how close he was to death.
"I've been thinking about how this will develop, Your Excellency, you came here, to our humble land of pomp and madness—" the other party said as if reciting, and then he stopped suddenly.
Before Xia Tian said anything, the man had reached out and turned on the light.
The light was bright, and the body was exposed.
This is a living room decorated in a post-modern style, mainly in silver and blue, with simple and elegant lines, making the corpse even more shocking.
"My God," said the reporter, "it's Fanning!"
He walked over without fear of the dead body - this is the basic psychological quality of the audience of the killing show. The city is like a huge game to them, just revel in it irresponsibly. But occasionally, they behave as if they are eagerly looking for clues to pass the level, giving meaning to everything, as if life is so happy for everyone.
The reporter turned his head and saw the mobile phone on the table.
He said, "Oh—"
Xia Tian grabbed his collar and dragged him out.
In just five minutes, the headline on the Fujin News website: "The Confrontation between Tradition and Rebel Forces Escalates Again!" "
Xia Tian stared at the phone, the title of the webpage was bloody, with flame effects, full of the atmosphere of a big war coming. There is also a picture of Fanning's death scene below—now that photography technology is advanced, reporters can go around the room and create 3D modeling when they go back. They can also add a bunch of filters for you to add dramatic effects.
Xia Tian doubts what news can be written in five minutes, but the drug-addicted reporters in the upper city have this kind of ability.
"It's easy to see the meaning behind this—provocation," the reporter wrote. "It's a warning to the new rebels from the old dark dignitaries of Uptown that they should stay in the The original position, drunkenness or entertainment. The ancient authority does not allow any offense."
"But the newborn god is young, proud and deadly, and will never stand still."
Xia Tian quickly scanned the full text, and the reporter's tone was fanatical, as if a believer who was about to start a holy war.
This is not a news headline, it is simply a call to arms.
The click-through rate of the article soared to one million in a blink of an eye, all the way to the top of the list, and then became the headline of the cover.
To be honest, it is indeed a vicious case for a killer like Fan Ning to die in a hotel like this, but it is nothing compared to the final banquet. In a side hall downstairs, a group of young people drank the new version of "Rage", and they devoured each other, killing three people. This is exciting news.
But over the years, I have seen a lot of strange death uptown.
Fanning's death was different. He once confronted the planning team, he was from the "God of War camp", someone put his body in front of Xia Tian, and there was a mobile phone on the table, saying "Hi!"
They found meaning in this bloody death.
A sign of a looming war.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an could only hide in a room on the top floor of Tiancheng Hotel, and the swarming media occupied most of the space downstairs.
Bai Jing'an was doing 3D modeling of the murder scene. In the holographic image, the corpse hung in front of his eyes like a ghost, and he could see that all the public cameras in the room were on at that time.
Haida once told him that everything here is meaningless. There are no big rivalries in Uptown, no personal feuds with anyone... just selling stuff.
But sometimes, the things you want to focus on are as simple as—
At this moment, Xia Tian's cell phone rang, and he glanced at it, it was the news spokesman.
He plugged it in, and the person on the other side yelled at him: "Did you watch the news? All the media is talking about this now, do you see the attention? It's the opening ceremony of a jihad! Company I hope you will give an interview to the public immediately, I have the script ready—"
Xia Tian has a cold face and does not speak.
"Listen, the fourth round is over, but the media doesn't want to stop the carnival, and the whole city doesn't want to stop!" the man continued, "They want another war, and you have stepped on the planning team, they A new opponent must be found for you—"
Xia Tian ignored him. In the third round he ignored the guy who threatened all his dead relatives from Didi, but now, he yelled for a while, got no response, and went quiet.
"Just give me an explanation..." the spokesman said dryly, "I have to explain to the media, they want to say something from you like crazy."
Xia Tian stared straight at the position of the camera, he knew that the people behind the curtain were watching him.
"Tell them, 'someone is going to be responsible,'" he said.
He hung up the phone without waiting for the person opposite to say anything.
Xia Tian went to sit next to Bai Jing'an and shared several screens.
The head of tactical planning straightened out the data without looking up, and said, "The cameras don't show any signs of intrusion."
Xia Tian raised his eyebrows.
Someone entered the room, killed Fanning, cut out the tongue, pulled out the heart, that was the simple fact. And these people can't kill him on a whim, there must be a period of monitoring and planning. At least when the "guest" enters the room, the corpse must be fresh.
Fanning is a star, it is impossible to turn on the camera in the hotel room, so someone must have turned it on before then.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an cooperated in an orderly manner, looking for traces of the monitoring agreement just like they did when they partnered to destroy corpses and wipe out traces.
The show is like this, everything that seems to be accidental is carefully arranged, it looks like fate, but when you pull the thread, the natural tragedy is nothing more than a pile of artificially woven colored threads.
"It was opened by someone with formal authority." Bai Jing'an said.
"I just like having people who are directly responsible." Xia Tian said.
It will be light outside the window, Uptown is still brightly lit, and countless people are still awake, drugged, screamed, in pain or dead.
Without hesitation, Bai Jing'an began to inquire about the shareholders and power holders behind the Tiancheng Hotel. As the largest hotel in the main city, the security program of Tiancheng Hotel has very high authority, and not everyone has authorization.
Xia Tian shared a screen and searched with him.
By daybreak, the two Killing Show contestants had already identified the main suspect.
This person is called Gope, who owns a private security company called "Safe World", and is also responsible for the security of the Tiancheng Hotel. His family is one of the families that really hold power in Uptown.
Gope registered to join an organization called "Purgatory Soup", but no one could tell where it was, only that it was full of powerful people with bloody hobbies.
Information is not too difficult to find, these people did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, the world is their playground, there is nothing to avoid.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an looked at the image, did not speak, only exchanged gloomy glances.
Whoever this Goppé was, they would stop at nothing to find him and kill him.
The sun has risen outside the window, and its light covers the earth. Xia Tian knows that everything they do is in front of the camera, in that Goep... under the sight of the elites in the upper city, and in the plan of the guest show.
Those who will watch their defiance, rage and murderous intent are but one of countless bloody desserts in their long, decaying, empty feast.
It is said on the Internet that the guest show is a road that goes darker and darker, until the end of hell, the most corrupt and twisted place in Uptown.
Xia Tian doesn't know how far this road can go, but he won't hide in the corner, waiting for those people to make trouble.
They are born in a cage, weighing the situation all their lives, and cultivating the ability to kill others with limited resources. And even if you are a powerful person, once you enter the guest show, no one can guarantee your safety.
Bai Jing'an retrieved Go Pei's itinerary, and the plan became more and more detailed.
This is the price of thrill-seeking.
2.
According to the information, Gope has a handsome face, most of which have been adjusted. It is different from the template-style micro-plastic surgery, and it is a work of art made with precision. That face was gentle and cold, but also slightly arrogant.
His behavior is low-key, he has no sense of presence in the public media, and the powerful do not need work or exposure, and he has already held the lifeblood of the world's corruption in his hands.
The two Kill Show contestants spent the day tracking him down.
These days, as long as you have good hacking skills and know who you are looking for, tracking is not a problem at all.
Gope spent most of his time having fun, and after a day of tracking and backtracking, Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an learned about a large number of weird businesses in the high-end clubs in the upper city.
This is already huge and crazy deep in the city, and there are obviously many crazier coteries.
When it was almost noon that day, they tracked down a club called "Reality", which actually had a slaughterhouse experience center. The current meat is produced in genetic factories, but these people obviously think that this is too simple and convenient, not old-fashioned and tasteful enough.
The publicity on the homepage is very grand, introducing the history and methods of human slaughtering animals since ancient times, here can help everyone experience the feeling of being a butcher.
You can also buy "fresh meat" inside, which is dozens of times more expensive than the market. After all, this is not pure meat, but a way of eating with ancient culture.
Xia Tian curiously browsed the club's services and architectural layout, and in a hidden area, he found that the club spent a lot of money to buy refugees and criminals. After those people went in, they never came out again.
After Xia Tian stayed for a few seconds, he immediately realized where these people went and what happened to them.
"He has an internal event at one o'clock in the morning." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian looked at the event introduction with a cold face, and there was a "science popularization video" attached to it. He clicked on it, and found that it was a horror movie introducing the history of human livestock.
They didn't speak for a while. In the radiant floating city, the dark corners are always darker. No one cares about the corpses and maggots piled up outside the bright lights.
In the early hours of the morning, Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an watched the... internal dinner party through the club's camera. Xia Tian went to the bathroom to vomit when he saw the middle. He hadn't eaten all day, but he didn't have any appetite.
He turned on the faucet to the maximum, washed his face with cold water, but still couldn't muster up the courage to go back to the living room.
The most terrifying thing, he thought, was actually the soundtrack and decorations, the screens, clothes, and etiquette, all of which were so exquisite that they could write a thesis.
"Science to Video" said that the activities here are not like most killing shows, not pop culture that can only attract people's attention with blood and violence. The extravagant, cumbersome and perverted things in the club are an ancient tradition, an attitude and a heritage. It seems that the style and order of their tableware really have great significance in determining the nature of the human class.
Xia Tian raised his head and looked at the person in the mirror, his face was very pale, and a few locks of hair were loose... He didn't like the way he looked.
It's not like seeing a horrific scene just now, but rather like just getting off someone's bed, or going to someone's bed.
He once complained to the hairdresser whether he would cut his hair so that it would not be completely tied, and there would always be a few strands that would fall out, and the fight would be annoying. The other party just smiled at him appreciatively.
But he knew now that this was the purpose.
His usefulness has never been to fight or kill people, the meaning of his existence in this city lies in commercial value. All those fancy cars, weapons, and rebels serve a purpose.
In downtown, survival is serious business, but here, sex, excitement and attention are what keep you alive.
Xia Tian stared at himself in the mirror, knowing that he was in the line of sight of the dignitaries, they were looking at him... He felt a burst of extreme nausea, couldn't help but vomited again. But nothing came out.
The information he and Bai Jingan found were all part of the guest show, and the dignitaries wanted him to see these perverted things for fun. It's also a prelude to some sort of climax, perhaps an advertisement.
Those people like to see him scared. He didn't want to be seen at all, but it was difficult to control the trembling of his body.
Xia Tian returned to the living room with wet hair, and saw Bai Jingan sitting on the sofa, with a dozen screens turned on in front of him, pressing between his eyebrows, as if he had been squeezed clean by the things inside, exhausted, leaving only wreckage.
"You go to sleep for a while." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an stared at the screen, clutching the empty cup, his hands were trembling, and he didn't react for a while.
Xia Tian gently pushed him, Bai Jing'an turned to look at him, Xia Tian threw the blanket to him.
"I'll keep watch," he said.
Bai Jing'an looked at him for a while, then stood up tiredly, and walked to the sofa on the other side. It's a long fight and they need sleep.
Xia Tian sat in his position, dragged the screen over, stared at the large pile of elegantly designed pages with gentle music, and continued this hunt with huge differences in strength.
When the night was darkest, Xia Tian saw the advertisement recommendation on the webpage.
I don't know if it's because he used this terminal to check the factory settings of Marshmallow. The headline article recommended was "How to Unlock the "Beast of Doom"" by Sky Entertainment Community.
Xia Tian was taken aback.
The guest show blocked most of Marshmallow's functions, so he had no choice but to turn this top-level individual nano-weapon into a button and put it on his cuff.
Of course, as long as the weapon has a system, it can be unlocked from the outside, but the encryption strength of Marshmallow is too high, and the top hackers will have to toss for a month to get it done, and they don't have the time.
But someone has time.
Xia Tian clicked on the post, the author's name was a string of numbers.
"I know it's a competition, but I've begun to hate the stance of the planning team to ban it as soon as they say it. It's just a group of defeated players. I really think I am the god of destiny." The person wrote.
"The 'Beast of Doom' is locked by the root system of Tiangong Pavilion, which is very troublesome, but it's not that there is no other way except for the planning team to show mercy. Wei Xi must know that as long as he can get a 'thousand-layer decoding' , Even if you only unlock a basic fund for Xia Tian, so many people will not die!"
Take a quick look at this article in the summer.
While he was watching, countless related links appeared on the advertising space, it was like entering the hacker camp, thousands of people were discussing the unlocking theory.
The guest show banned marshmallows, but the dignitaries in Uptown weren’t real gods after all, and they didn’t use magic. The “Beast of Doom” was a high-tech weapon after all, and no matter how it was banned, it had to be locked with a program.
And Dorafeng's program locks were all coded out one by one by the programmers in the upper city.
Bai Jing'an woke up, and saw Xia Tian sitting next to him, there should be nearly a hundred windows opened in front of him, studying the code.
He sat up, dragged the screen to glance at it, quickly sat up straight, and said, "Damn it."
Xia Tian continued to do it without raising his head, the faint light of countless screens shone on him, showing a ruthless posture. Bai Jing'an looked at it for a while, stood up, threw the blanket on him, and said, "You sleep for a while, I'll come."
Xia Tian grabbed the blanket with Bai Jingan's warmth on it, he opened his lower lip, and Bai Jingan said, "Go to sleep."
Xia Tian stared at him for a while, then threw the button-shaped cotton candy over. Bai Jing'an stretched out his hand to catch it.
"I tried them one by one." Xia Tian said, his voice was hoarse because of staying up late.
Bai Jing'an nodded, waved his hand, told him to shut up and go to sleep, sat down on a corner of the sofa, and collected the information.
Xia Tian was curled up on the sofa exhausted, next to him, Bai Jingan was concentrating on the screen, his hair was still a bit messy, and the light gathered in his eyes.
It was still dark, and they were all stuck in a no-win field.
Xia Tian closed his eyes, the toes just touched him.
When Xia Tian woke up, it was already dawn.
Bai Jing'an threw a pitch-black gun into his hand and said, "Basic gun functions."
Xia Tian sat up abruptly, what was in his hand was cotton candy, but it had turned into a .45 caliber firearm, the whole body was pitch black, the program showed that the basic ban was lifted, and there were three different firearm models to choose from.
The Beast of Doom felt cold and heavy to the touch. He quickly checked its functions, and his movements were precise and calm, as stable, deadly and murderous as the dark gun body.
Bai Jing'an at the side turned off the extended screen, as if he had just finished a tactical meeting.
Xia Tian didn't know if the organizers thought about it, but these days, the ability to destroy is no longer an exclusive right.
Coming out of the medical department, when Haitian said that he and Bai Jingan's fans had changed their name to "Rebel Army", Xia Tian thought the name was too weird, but now it seems that they do have similar functions.
Then Bai Jing'an raised his hand, swiped a floating screen towards him, encrypted it, Xia Tian took a look, it was a certain place.
He understood immediately what he meant.
Attack site.
After a day of tracking and investigation, Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an discovered that Go Pei had been to many strange places, one of which was a wasteland. It is half a street away from the "Reality" club, which is said to belong to the Fujin Group, and it has been vacant all the time, saying that they like the "wild and deserted place" here.
There have been some cases of disappearances in this wasteland, but these days disappearances are common. Most of them are people who died from overdosing on drugs, and some people want to use the corpses for business. It's no big deal. It's the victim's own fault anyway.
In the previous week, Mr. Goeppe, who likes heavy mouth, went there three times, and each time he disappeared as if out of thin air.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an suspected that it was the entrance of another dark club, and there were such organizations growing everywhere in the upper city.
They exchanged glances, this is indeed the most suitable place to attack.
—Of course, the best place to kill is a busy city or a banquet, where the traffic is developed and people are insane, so they don't care about extra corpses at all.
But the organizers of the guest show must also know. Even if they have the opportunity to enter the club, there is no way they will leave unscathed.
For the killing show players who have encountered countless delicate situations, this kind of judgment is not difficult.
The more dire the situation, the more precise the measurement, and sometimes you have to give up your best advantage and take the risk. Unexpected risk moves can sometimes become a major advantage, or at least an extra chance.
For people like them, a first-line chance is enough.
In summer, the garage is full of luxury cars. In addition to exclusive cars, many limited edition cars will also be given away.
Bai Jing'an picked out the strongest and most crashworthy car, threw the weapon bag into it, and sat in the driver's seat.
He started to run the self-inspection program again. The two of them hadn't driven the cars here a few times. Even if they switched cars a day with so many cars, they wouldn't be able to finish driving by the fifth wheel. Maybe it won't end until he dies.
He couldn't even try one by one. The company has specific requirements for the number of times each car is driven, and the time is accurate to the minute.
Xia Tian suddenly thought of the god statue in the virtual space, standing in the battlefield-like temple, with an exhausted face. Haida said that it was too embarrassed to look like a god statue, but it was the face of people of this era.
It's just that its posture with the gun is unyielding, as if it still wants to fight to the death before falling to the ground and turning into one of the corpses everywhere.
Bai Jing'an started the car, Xia Tian walked over and sat on the passenger seat.
His comrades looked ahead. Against the black background of the car, he was pale and thin, but fearless. The upper city was brightly lit, but that face looked more and more gloomy and cold. Something was burning on him, and there was no time to be afraid.
Then Xia Tian realized what it was, he was very familiar with it.
Among the corpses everywhere, it is like a sharp reflection of a sword.
That's anger.
They didn't say a word all the way, they were all calculating.
When Gope's car arrived at the park, the bodyguards around him, and possible defensive items.
The two soon saw the park in a semi-desert state, with wild vegetation and sporadic wildflowers. There is a stone wall in front of it, engraved with a relief called "Purgatory", which is old and does not use any popular flash paint, but it is full of momentum.
This thing is three meters high, extending like a wall in a barren garden. The carvings are extremely horrifying, with painstaking attention to detail, obviously from the hands of famous masters. However, there are weeds and vines growing around, blocking the corners. People who are familiar with the culture of the upper city will realize that this is a deliberate covering, which is more tasteful, making it look like it has stood here since ancient times, carrying the ancient desire.
Bai Jing'an slowed down, and they saw Gope's car driving over, it was silver-gray, decorated with blue lines, and was a high-end custom model.
It doesn't matter, Bai Jing'an quickly turned off the autopilot, stepped on the accelerator, and passed Gope's luxury car in an instant.
In the next second, he slammed the steering wheel and slammed into it.
3.
The two cars collided heavily, and the silver-gray customized car slanted off the road and crashed into the huge purgatory relief on the side.
The stone has been reinforced, and under the impact, the spider web-like pattern is cracked, the dust is scattered, and the stone chips carved with the suffering soul are scattered.
Half of the front of the customized car was hit, and the driver reacted very quickly, quickly switching the engine to the anti-gravity function, trying to get the car out of the stone wall.
Bai Jing'an slammed the steering wheel and hit him again from the side.
The angle is precise, and it hits the anti-gravity engine.
Goppé's car flew sideways and into a mass of wispy pink flowers.
At the same time, Xia Tian grabbed the improvised rocket launcher at hand, and fired a shot at the unresponsive body.
The flames exploded in the luxury car and the elegant flowers in an instant. It was a large area of light pink and white cyclamen—in the words of former teammate Dr. Xu, blooming this season is simply nonsense. But the flowers in Shangcheng are in full bloom regardless of the season.
Bai Jingan's car drew an arc, stopped steadily, Xia Tian didn't even look at the escort car that was following, raised his hand and fired another shot at the burning body.
At the same moment, Bai Jing'an tilted his head, took aim, and fired at the escort vehicle that was following behind with its barrel exposed.
two shots. Shoot through the glass and kill the driver.
The car crashed into a bush, someone rushed out of the car, and Bai Jing'an shot him down.
He then fired three shots, but a second escort vehicle rushed after him.
In the wasteland full of wildness, gunpowder instantly fills the air.
Xia Tian pulled the trigger again, but the rocket launcher did not respond. He looked down, and the display screen was blank.
At that moment, he realized what it was.
This is "The Silent One". This is a large-caliber weapon jamming device. As mentioned in Xiao Minkov's information, it can make all firearms equipped with high force insurance fail to fire. It is effective within 500 meters, and the shells fired from 500 meters away will not explode. Basically All heavy fire attacks were prevented.
Xia Tian fired two cannonballs, which is already a good result. This "god" is not very clever, and if he is fast, he can't even fire a single shot.
He dropped the bazooka, opened the door, and walked towards Goep's car.
These days, high-end weapons are becoming more and more miraculous, unlike human beings.
But no, he thought grimly, it's just technology.
Xia Tian walked quickly to Gope's car, and the beast of doom took shape in his hands, turning into a pitch-black gun, which was the largest caliber that could be unlocked so far.
He fired consecutively at the flames ahead.
The car stood still. It couldn't move either, both engines had crashed. But maybe the people inside didn't try to activate it, after all, they were the hunters.
Under the attack of the rockets, the paint on the surface of the car was burned, and there was a sense of antiquity and disaster. The black window was facing him diagonally...
The moment he approached, Xia Tian felt his hair stand on end, as if something terrible was staring at him from the darkness, behind the empty car window, he was extremely hungry—
He jerked sideways to hide.
A white light shot out from the darkness of the driver's seat, shaped like a ball of lightning, rushing towards him with a scalp-numbing electrical sound.
For a split second, it looked as if it would brush his hair, fly over his left shoulder, and hit the bushes behind him.
But at this moment, the white light suddenly opened and turned into a grid.
A corner of the net hit Xia Tian's left shoulder fiercely.
At that moment, he felt that half of his body was struck by lightning, and the severe pain burst open, like a charged giant hand reaching into his body, stirring desperately.
In an instant, everything was white. Xia Tian shook and fell to the ground, with a burnt taste in his mouth, as if the internal organs were roasted.
Behind him, the empty charged particles hit the flowers, making a scalp-numbing crackling sound, and then the flowers and plants burst into flames.
But at the moment of falling to the ground, Xia Tian shot.
The moment the net hit came, he knew he couldn't dodge it. This thing is three meters wide, no one can fucking avoid it when it's so close.
He calmly waited and endured the severe pain imposed on his body, but his mind was calm and his hands were steady. He couldn't see the shooter clearly, but he could tell the man's location from the direction of the attack. He can also judge that if this person wants to attack him, it must be impossible to be within the range of the Goep defense field-of course he will have a defense field.
No matter who the driver is, they are all masters, but on the hunting ground, their fight is only a matter of moments.
The bullet fired, and he heard the sound of skull shattering.
Either you die, or I die.
Xia Tian stared viciously at the front, the scorched luxury car stood quietly, a kind of devouring pain and numbness spread from his left shoulder inward.
I don't know if it's because of the electric current, blood color is mixed in his vision, and the sky hangs above his head like a huge black hole, trying to swallow the whole world.
He tried to stand up.
The sky is getting more and more cloudy, the huge advertising lights of Tianxiang Restaurant in the west make the clouds glow red, and the sky is dirty and bloody.
At this moment, the car door opened, and the dignitary came out.
The pink flowers are in a mess, and a small fire is still burning in the corner. He stepped on the scorched ground with brown leather boots, and his clothes were a bit like a hunting suit, with subtle and extremely complicated embroidery on the corners, which were marks of countless clubs, hunting achievements, participation in activities, medals and so on.
After what happened just now, his hairstyle is still undisturbed, and his personal defense field is surrounded, like a submissive servant. The fuel burns on the surface, and it can't hurt the people inside. Occasionally stray bullets passed by, and they were quickly bounced away by the snake-like lightning.
He ignored the messy battlefield, glanced in Bai Jing'an's direction, and then turned to look at Xia Tian.
"I knew, you have always been able to toss." He said to Xia Tian.
He didn't mention the dead driver, it wasn't worth mentioning.
Gope, a senior member of the "Sense of Reality" club, the owner of the "Safe World" security company, the major shareholder of the Floating Gold Group, and one of the members of the real family in power in Uptown.
He gently stroked a dark red embroidery on the cuff, and said to Xia Tian with a hair-raising smile: "We are going to invite you two to participate in the club's 'internal program' first, to watch some interesting things."
He looked at him, eyes like unfilled holes.
"We've got it all figured out—" he said, "know what we're going to do with you?"
As if thinking of something particularly interesting, he smiled even wider.
"You'll--you'll know--" he said.
At the same time, the ground under their feet shook slightly, as if an earthquake had occurred under his light words.
But there is no earthquake in the upper city. There are only capital and technology here.
On the wasteland, countless flowers trembled and swayed, and at the same time, a huge lifting area protruded from the ground like a giant beast.
Beneath this scenic wilderness is a solid mass of buildings—the headquarters of the Purgatory Soup Club.
For centuries, the Purgatory Soup Club has been operating in an orderly manner, and all the struggles and destructions have been smoothly classified into the corresponding passages, rooms and folders, and it has a good reputation among the powerful in the upper city.
As one of the entrances to the headquarters, the main elevator in Stratus and their first-class hunting team are located under the wasteland—of course there must be a hunting team. Let any prey escape from birth.
The moment the ground shook, Xia Tian discovered it.
He was still unsteady, but turning to see the rising giant, Goep smiled at him.
But at this moment, the prey that had already entered the net rushed to the shaking place, knelt down on one knee, and the gun in his hand instantly turned into a knife, and it was deeply inserted into the side seam of the elevator.
The moment it was inserted, the thin knife instantly turned into a long knife, completely embedded in the side seam, the elevator shook twice, stuck, and could not be raised for a while.
This thing is naturally a high-end product, but the beast of doom is also a top-level product, and it is nano-structured, and it just squeezes the conventional alloy out of shape.
Goep raised an eyebrow. This lasts a few seconds, he thought, too hopeless—
He turned his head suddenly, just as he saw a black car revved up and slammed into him.
Gope didn't react, but the defensive net did.
When the car got within ten centimeters of him, the defensive net suddenly opened to its strongest.
It was Xia Tian's car that hit it, and it hit so hard that the entire front of the car was hit. This thing is basically a chariot, and its strength is definitely not comparable to a gun or even a rocket launcher.
But even so, it came to an abrupt stop five centimeters from Goep.
The blue in front of Gope was blindingly bright, and countless electric lights blocked him like crazy snakes, making sharp crackling sounds.
At the same moment, countless numbers flashed frantically in the corner of his field of vision. Before he could even look at it, the car suddenly exploded.
The extremely strong impact exploded with flames in front of his eyes, his field of vision turned white, and the fire stretched his body furiously, trying to devour everything.
This is not a high-end brand bomb, purely hand-made, but the workmanship is first-class, and it is still a precise directional blast.
Gopei thought vaguely, Bai Jingan was not in the car—where did he go
In his field of vision, the defense value drop warning flickered frantically. If he was an engineer, he would probably be aware of the astonishing impact equivalent. But Goppel, who was in the very center, didn't even feel the hot wind of the explosion.
Everything is business as usual, it is nothing more than a rather interesting and exciting hunting, and there is no better hunting season than this season.
Gope no longer paid attention to the flames and impact, and turned to look at Xia Tian.
His quarry, standing among the carnations, was watching him too.
He had always liked Xia Tian, the man whose body was always on fire, with a huge anger and despair that couldn't be handled. But at this moment, he realized that those were also a pair of calm eyes, the eyes of a battle-tested soldier.
Xia Tian was looking at himself, as if he was looking at a prey.
Goep took a breath.
He wasn't sure what to feel in the moment, offended, excited or irritated, just habitually feeling some kind of cruel desire.
Xia Tian reached for another gun, it was a firearm with no attack power, and his hand slipped a bit. He was still trembling, and Goep was sure he wasn't as strong as he looked, and that he was doing his best to stay on his feet.
And he was able to stand still because the "beast net" only brushed against his shoulder. But within minutes, the nanobots would have invaded his blood vessels and multiplied rapidly in his body until they could completely control his movements.
Xia Tian shot at him, but the defensive force field blocked the bullet, and Gope nonchalantly reached for the terminal.
With a smile on his face, he opened the "Beast Tamer" folder and found the "Beast Trapper" program. The icon of the penalty function is bloodied.
He didn't look at the flames of the explosion, nor did he look at the icon, but just stared at Xia Tian.
"That's all I like when you make a fuss about it," he said.
Then he tapped the keys softly.
Goep took a deep breath and saw the young God of War fall to the ground, unable to hold his gun any longer, and the great pain seized him completely. He saw his muscles tense, his slender fingers clenched into the soil—
He couldn't hear it under such an explosion, but Goep thought he heard groans and pleadings, low, helpless whimpers in agony.
He didn't exhale that breath for a while, as if he'd just inhaled some powerful psychedelic smell in the air, filling his soul.
He walked towards Xia Tian slowly.
In excruciating pain, the man continued to stare at him and groped for the gun.
He has a pair of beast-like eyes, blood and pain will only inspire violence and anger, like the darkness outside the light of civilization in the upper city, bottomless, bloody breeding, eager to destroy everything.
He liked it so much that his body trembled a little.
4.
Goppel voted for the summer at the guest show invitation, and although he wanted someone else last year, his attention has always been easily diverted. In these two months, there is no stronger desire than to destroy Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an.
He knelt down on one knee next to Xia Tian, and the young God of War fell in that large carnation, it was extremely beautiful.
Beside them, the metal of the elevator has begun to deform, and the net collection will be a little late, but it will only be a few minutes. Prey will soon appear at the banquet.
He said softly to Xia Tian: "I've always wanted to know what you taste like."
The prey's eyes widened, and Goep could clearly see the fear in them. In moments like these, you realize who is the real predator in this world.
"Don't worry," he said, "it won't kill you, medical technology is good now, I just... want to taste you."
He stretched out his hand to grab Xia Tian's jaw, under another punishment button, the prey couldn't resist, and the invisible rope bound him. Gope fingers forcefully, causing Xia Tian to turn his head, and the arteries are displayed in front of his eyes.
"I'll use gold table knives, set with silver gemstones, with the classic Ares pattern on them," he said. "You're worthy of really old cutlery now—it must feel like eating a god—"
He sticks out his red tongue and licks along Xia Tian's artery, feeling the texture of the skin, sweat, fear and the throbbing of the artery.
He fiddled with his tongue provocatively—
At this moment, he felt something touch the back of his head.
He froze for a moment.
Two seconds later, a chill crept up his spine, and he suddenly realized what it meant.
In the corner of the line of sight, the sign of the defensive force field reads: terminated.
Gope raised his head, and the prey he had captured was staring at him firmly. He saw Bai Jing'an reflected in his pupils, holding a gun.
The sound of firefighting around had disappeared at some point, and there was no one alive in that battlefield except for the three of them.
At this moment, Gope suddenly realized that the two men were plotting against him from the beginning. They knew the parameters of the defense net, calculated the energy, number and chance of all attacks, right down to the last shot at the last second.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an are a pair of trapped beasts, but they are also hunters at the same time!
He turned his head, and Bai Jing'an looked at him coldly, but it was a face that was extremely angry and eager to destroy everything.
He is holding a Destroyer VII series energy gun, which is commonplace, half a dozen can be found in garbage dumps in civilian neighborhoods, he cannot die under this kind of gun—
This is his last consciousness.
Xia Tian's face was splattered with blood, and he lay in the pink flowers, completely embarrassed, with a bloody evil spirit all over his body.
Bai Jing'an grabbed Gopei's terminal and unlocked the trap, his fingers trembling with anger.
Then he grabbed Xia Tian. The man was drenched in sweat, still shaking uncontrollably. Bai Jing'an pulled out the "Beast of Doom" with one hand, carried him to an escort vehicle, pulled out the corpse in the vehicle, and stuffed him into it.
Behind them, the elevator slowly rose, and the hunting team of Purgatory Soup came out in full force.
Bai Jing'an got into the driver's cab, started the engine, and the car rushed towards the road ahead like an arrow from the string. The bullets followed and hit the escort car, causing crazy and chaotic bumps.
The bazooka is still disabled, buying them a lot of time.
Behind them, the well-equipped hunting team rushed into the messy wasteland, where wild flowers were blooming and corpses were strewn all over the place. The car of the prey fled and rushed down the road.
Bai Jing'an turned on the car intercom, and the hunting team quickly exchanged terms, for fear that they would be thrown off if they took a step too late, which would turn into negligence. Half a street away, more vehicles and air shuttles are chasing after them.
Sitting next to him, Xia Tian nervously wiped the marks left by Gope on his neck with his sleeve.
Bai Jingan turned his head to look, Xia Tian was also looking at him. Between fleeing, chasing, and gathering more and more bloody coercion, there was a sense of gloating in the quick exchange of glances.
No matter how rich and powerful, it's not like fucking dead like a pile of garbage.
After exchanging glances, Xia Tian reached out to dismantle the positioning device on the car, Bai Jingan stared at the rearview mirror, a bright light approached, he made a sharp turn, and a shell exploded behind the car.
There was a maintenance roadblock in front of him, Bai Jing'an rushed over without looking at it, the car bumped a bit, and continued to go down.
Xia Tian threw the positioning device out of the window, quickly glanced at Gope's mobile phone, and threw it into the trash box for destruction.
At the same time, the car entered the passageway on the basement floor, and the energy-saving lamps on both sides made the road look like a ghost town, reminiscent of the downtown.
On the car radio, the sound of the hunting team mobilizing became less and less, and finally fell silent. Bai Jing'an made another sharp turn, and the car merged into the tributary of the driveway that was as huge as a blood vessel below the upper city, and holographic advertisements lit up everywhere, describing ways to solve emptiness, anxiety and unhappiness, or bloody hunting games .
The road gradually went up, and the gloomy sky pressed down from above and disappeared under the support.
The pursuers disappeared.
The snatched car was in a mess because of various firearms and a rocket launcher, but it was not conspicuous at all in the traffic driving into the upper city. Scars are a common way of decoration here.
Bai Jing'an drove the escort car out of the underground passage, the sky outside had already darkened, and the advertisements made the night dirty and oppressed the surroundings.
Xia Tian rubbed his neck red, and Gope left a bruise that extended into his collar.
Both of them knew, and of course the organizers knew where they were, but the dignitaries of the guest show made a decision to temporarily end the battle.
The car's terminal received a text message, without a signature or number, only a picture of a bloody shotgun lying among pink flowers.
Xia Tian knew what they wanted to say: the prey temporarily won a game, tearing up a hunter.
Looking at the pictures, he wasn't sure if the people were angry, perhaps excited, or gloating. But whatever it is, their emotions boil down to the same thing: the anticipation of brutal destruction.
Bai Jing'an parked the car in a rest area, the two of them didn't get out of the car, they discussed what to do next.
Xia Tian drank a cup of hot juice slowly, his body was still shaking a bit, but he was much better.
According to the information sent by Xiao Minkov, the effect of the trap generally lasts for three days, and the amount of intake in summer is very small, and the body will metabolize the nanorobots within six to seven hours.
"Two Swift Eagle S3s, one Destroyer, one Hunter Century Commemorative, and cotton candy." Bai Jing'an said.
"The bombs are gone?" Xia Tian said.
"It's all used to blow up the defense field."
Xia Tian laughed: "The explosion was strong enough."
"Guns are easy to get."
"Well, find a nightclub, and you can set up half a dozen if you just take a sheep."
Bai Jing'an threw a Swift Eagle S3 to Xia Tian, stuffed the other gun into his waist, picked up a fast food burrito, and took it apart to eat.
"According to Gope, they prepared a 'banquet'," he said.
With a cold face, Xia Tian let out a "hmm", half of his collar was still wet, as soon as he entered the service area, he ran to the bathroom, and scrubbed nervously against the faucet for a long time.
"That is to say, they will hunt us down until the 'invitation' is successful." Bai Jing'an said.
"No matter what the banquet is, he won't be able to eat it anyway."
They discussed a few more questions about weapons. Those that are too lethal can't be bought in the show, and they can't be obtained from friends. Anyone who gets involved with them will not end well.
Bai Jing'an used to have a lot of reserves in his house, but now it has become the God of War Memorial Hall - Haida said that this is indeed in line with the terms of the company's contract to reclaim the house. They just have a way of making nothing yours.
And their new house was just bought the day before yesterday, it was clean, and at most they could make a few bombs out of kitchen supplies.
But uptown, where weapons are easy to find, is a dark jungle of skyscrapers and neon lights, guns and drugs. They are the foremost weapons and killing experts among them.
They didn't say a word about going home.
Didi was there. They must stay as far away as possible without mentioning her a word. A great twisted cloud loomed over them, pervasive enough to destroy anyone who came near.
They sit in the car and eat, with nowhere else to go.
In this bustling city, the two wealthy stars were homeless and became the prey of the powerful.