1.
Bai Jing'an killed several pursuers, maybe six or seven, he doesn't remember. He was hit by two narcotic bombs, and several ribs seemed to be broken, so he was relocated, which took half an hour.
He is now in a maintenance site leading to the lower city. In the darkness, the lights of countless screens are reflected on his face. He looks very thin, like an evil spirit condensed in the darkness, wanting to destroy everything.
The electronic watermark of the Ministry of Defense was marked on the floating screen directly opposite him, and the screen glowed red, like the eyes of a wild beast, with the bloody "burning plan" written on its head. The design names of weapons these days are all in the style of action movies.
This is one of the many projects that the Ministry of Defense has shelved for many years. It is listed in the subcategory of "Siege Projects", which studies the technology of destroying defense nets.
— There must be a large defensive force field where the dignitaries are located. This thing is expensive, but they are not short of money. Bai Jing'an thought, he had to think about it.
The weapons department of the Fujin Group is all researching profitable projects such as genetic mutations. The arms dealers are obsessed with the development of small-scale individual weapons. Only the Defense Department, which is about to be swept into the dust of history, will have such large-scale offensive weapons. plan.
Sure enough, he found it right away.
He went to adjust the weapon storage catalog of the Seventh Service Department of Tiangong Pavilion, unlocked the search program, and marked the inventory related to "Fujin TV's 190th killing show self-propelled fort customization".
When he did this series of things, he was skillful, precise, and his movements were stable, as if the wounds all over his body did not exist. There was a bottomless coldness in his eyes, they were a pair of hopeless eyes, in which a little light flickered and annihilated, and there was a ruthless desire to destroy everything in the depths.
For so many years, Bai Jing'an has no private life, and he will never love anyone again, but he always knows how to destroy it.
When he left the massacre and returned to the empty house in the upper city... When he watched reality shows and documentaries, went to the supermarket to shop, drove across the city and bridges, and looked at this bustling world, there was only one thing in his mind: how Can it be destroyed
He abides by the law and has not even had a traffic violation, but he thinks about all the loopholes, weaknesses, force, and timing of this floating world, and calms the void in his mind that can swallow his soul at any time. There, time is frozen forever, and rotting corpses are piled up layer by layer. His hometown... has no warmth, no belonging, and no light. It is a hell that never stops wailing and crying.
Under the sunshine of the upper city, in Bai Jingan's peaceful eyes, there was only one thing subconsciously thinking over and over - how to destroy everything? !
He doesn't really want to do something, he thinks, and it's not even possible, he's a... sane man.
But now, without a second of hesitation, all dark thoughts quickly gathered together and turned into a plan of action.
Around him, on the floating screens of countless Defense Departments, Tiangong Pavilion, Fujin Group Weapons Department, and private security companies, the page of the Temple of War is also lit up at the same time.
No site in Uptown has ever seen such a high number of logins. I don't know who built the Temple of War God, but at this level of refresh rate, it still stands tall. It can also escape the media monitoring of the Fujin Group.
There is a live broadcast of a guest show there, and there are not just one person, but several dignitaries doing this.
The image of the guest show is the private property of the dinner table of the rich and powerful, and it is forbidden to spread it outside. Once the relevant code is discovered, there will be quite severe punishment. But this group of people is obviously very capable. They have cleaned up all the monitoring codes. Although they are intermittent and often turn into text, this kind of broadcast has never happened in Shangcheng.
Bai Jing'an turned on the filter program, the Temple of War God was right behind him, he could hear the noisy discussion over there, he needed to know the situation, but he couldn't watch it.
On the battlefield, he had to be ruthless enough to make a sober judgment, and he couldn't make a mistake.
Five minutes ago, Xia Tian had just killed that Mr. Qi, and the comments area in the main hall was like a boiling pot of soup, already overflowing and almost exploding.
"I uploaded the death scene, and there are two ships!" someone said.
"Can't believe he's killing people at this point!" said another.
"Only he can! Only he can! I'm just saying, he can destroy everything, the fire of destruction burns in his bones, no matter who the hell the rich—"
"I checked again, Qi Dongying really cannot be rescued..."
"I just said, he won't give in, he won't die, he is Xia Tian!"
"Be realistic, he's in trouble now! He can't win, and he knows—"
"He will run away, no one can ever trap him!"
"You don't understand what the guest show is, he can't go out." Someone said, "Do you want to know what Xia Tian came out to see? This is it!"
Without raising his head, Bai Jing'an retrieved the hologram, he needed this.
The sun is shining outside the cage.
The banquet hall of the guest show is set on an island full of flowers. It is an extremely large white castle like jade. The design is extremely elegant, like a string of solidified holy notes, enveloping this paradise.
The place where they are located is a garden like a rooftop. The image is incomplete, and what they see is colorful. When people enter it, it is like entering a forest, and they can't see the edge at all.
Countless flowers of unknown species are in full bloom in the garden, all in the most delicate stage, and there are clusters of jewel-like fruits. Might really be a gem.
The sky is as blue as washing, the ocean is at the foot of the house, the waves beat monotonously against the coast, occasionally white sails can be seen, they really built a sea for themselves!
An island with no exit and no air shuttle in sight.
And from the outside, the place where Xia Tian was held was actually a cage, like gold, shining brightly under the sun, but it was also a cage that couldn't be illuminated.
Every detail inside can be seen from the outside. The person who uploaded the picture said that each guest's mask has a "deep viewing function", which can be clicked to enlarge the part you want to see, or you can click on the part you want to see on the homepage Penalties are discussed and voted on.
There are some very stylized and elegant statues in the garden, each one is related to summer, this is a theme banquet.
In bright sunlight, it's creepy like a devil's party.
Bai Jing'an took a breath, went to adjust the website of the Construction Department of the Floating Sky City, and thought about everything he saw.
Size, location, weight distribution—
He could hear his own heartbeat clearly, each beat hurting and hearing a horrible hollow echo. His head still hurts, his vision is getting dark, and there are times when he feels like he's still down town, trying to find his way out in the dark, and again...again trying to fight a battle he can't win.
He went to fumble for the energy potion in the bag next to him.
In the small carriage, under his feet were a pile of empty injection bottles of energy supplements, nutritional supplements, and treatment needles. It was like a drugstore that had been robbed.
He went to look for the stimulating potion of Death God III, this thing was a bit too exciting, but he could control it.
He can hold on for another injection, and wait until he finds Xia Tian...
After finding Xia Tian, everything will be fine.
He still doesn't look behind him.
He could hear those people's conversations, knowing that Xia Tian had left the huge cage, opened fire, and seemed to have killed someone.
He wounded three more people, got another gun, and headed straight for control headquarters for some reason—no one could figure out how he knew, and the broadcaster said a lot of people were taken aback. It's just weird.
For a while, those people didn't use the control chip, they thought they could catch Xia Tian and frustrate his spirit. After all, he was alone, and he was in the stronghold of the powerful and powerful.
Moreover, each of these people has a personal defensive force field, as long as they can be opened in time, no one can hurt them.
Bai Jing'an listened to the increasingly urgent discussions and cursing in the Temple of War God, listening to the situation getting worse step by step.
Those guys... ended up enabling the penalty chip.
Xia Tian, who was already victorious, fell into a champagne pool. The pool was not deep, but he couldn't move.
Someone dragged him out... He could only wait for someone to drag him out. He was an extremely powerful person, but with the chip on, he couldn't do anything. They just turned him into a toy.
Some people cursed, saying that the bastard Qi Xiashang was licking the champagne on him, some people said they couldn't stand it anymore, saying "this is the worst thing".
Bai Jing'an heard someone ask him where he had gone, and said that he must be trying to save Xia Tian.
Another person said, if Bai Jing'an is smart enough, he should hide it well, he is also a "guest", and no one can save someone from that kind of place, not even a fixed location.
"It's really impossible to locate it." He heard a person say, "If you need it, the guest show is 300 kilometers south of the third satellite city, Bai Jing'an."
Bai Jing'an quickly raised his hand to precisely locate the target.
In the guest show, a golden "snake" crawled out of that cage, over 200 meters long. It must have looked strange, terrifying and extremely unnatural in the imagination.
In the sun, it crawled over the stone slabs, bushes and the feet of dignitaries like a golden stream, wrapped around Xia Tian's ankles, and slowly dragged him back to the cage.
Like a show, it drags God of War through every step of his escape route, the island is full of flowers, the wine is fragrant, and the sun is shining like snow.
Xia Tian couldn't move at all, watching the huge custom-made cage appear in front of him again, being dragged in inch by inch...
Bai Jing'an couldn't imagine what he was thinking at that time.
He didn't know what was going to happen next, he absolutely couldn't think about it.
He can't turn back.
His hands trembled so badly for a while that he couldn't control it, so he had to be given another sedative.
Amidst the exploding sound of cursing, Bai Jing'an heard the commotion subside, and someone asked, "What is that?"
"This is the 'marrow eater', the highest torture technology in Uptown," someone said, "directly acting on the brain—"
Bai Jingan's hands trembled again, he heard someone say: "They can't do this, they..."
At that moment, he heard the most vicious curse on the nobles in the upper city erupted from behind. Some people smashed things and some people cried.
And all the rage, crying and hysteria slowly faded away, and the Temple of Mars fell into an eerie silence. The world seemed to be seized by something black, the lights seemed to dim, and he could hear every breath he took, struggling to find air.
Bai Jing'an couldn't control his ears to listen, but still no one spoke.
Finally he heard someone speak and said, "He can't scream anymore."
Bai Jing'an stared at the pile of plans and drawings in front of him.
The silence behind him continued for a long time. He couldn't help but look at it, it's been twenty minutes. The number of people registered in the Temple of War is astronomical, but no one speaks.
A string in his heart keeps tightening, getting tighter and tighter, the whole world is shaking, and it will collapse at any time because the string is broken.
But he was still planning the drawings, his hands were still shaking, but he didn't make any mistakes. This is the blueprint of the specific three-seat floating engine and its supplementary details. It is very detailed and is dedicated to engineering.
This kind of thing is hard to find, but if you have the highest authority of the Ministry of Urban Construction, all you have to do is type your name and start searching.
There was dead silence outside the van, the darkness thick as jelly, swallowing all light. But in the car, hundreds of floating screens gathered around Bai Jingan, making the place look busy and tense.
Bai Jing'an quickly browsed the plan, adding and correcting everything that was not perfect. The white light of the blueprint is burning in his eyes, what he will launch is probably not a small-scale attack, but more like a war.
Behind him, there was still a dead silence in the Temple of the God of War, and the entire upper city was burning and boiling in this silence.
The screen closest to Bai Jing'an is the summer login homepage of the God of War Temple. In the avatar column, the young God of War is wearing a handsome formal attire, smiling proudly and brightly.
The offerings on his golden plate had piled up like a mountain in the short twenty minutes.
Bai Jing'an stood there, the hall was very empty, and the light was dark, the light from outside had to work hard to penetrate the thick stone wall, and illuminate a little place, which appeared pure and thin in the darkness.
Different from the terrifying number of logins, the Temple of War in the holographic state always seems to come from a long-forgotten era, temporarily staying here from the history full of skeletons. I have experienced countless despair, madness, unforgivable, and even wars, and there will still be countless wars to go through in the future.
Today, the fire of the God of War is burning again.
The astronomical number of weapons placed in front of Bai Jing'an.
The silver-gray short knife engraved with the logo of the Ministry of Defense, the silver plate with floating gold, the long sword of Bingshan private security, the pendant of the star studio, the mechanical model of Tiangong Pavilion, the heavy gun of the Ministry of Defense...
The main hall is very dark, so you can't see clearly, only the weak sunlight gathers on the weapon, which looks oppressive and gloomy, like the hot and surging lava under the black stone, and occasionally lights up a strange and aggressive red.
The direct use authority of Tianxing 3 and H30 satellite, the access authority of the D series weapon warehouse of the Ministry of Defense, the top-secret level inquiry authority of the Information Department of the Ministry of Defense, the monitoring authority of the Fujin Group headquarters, the indiscriminate unlocking authority of the Tiangongge Weapons Department...
The sacrifice has been offered, and it is left for the god of war to take it.
Bai Jing'an stared, his eyes were filled with the color of destruction.
Countless doors of high-end force in the upper city were opened to him.
Bai Jing'an finished all the preparations, knew the password, understood the function of the program, and calculated the equivalent of the attack.
The next step is to leave the place and some things need to be prepared on site.
The temple was still silent, and he heard someone cry.
He froze for three seconds, then turned to look.
The house where the summer was imprisoned was completely transformed into a cage even from the inside, enough for the prisoners to see the blue sky and bright sunshine outside.
The pig iron torture frame was wound around the cage layer by layer like thorns, and a part of the torture frame became an instrument, shining red and gold.
The torture rack pulled Xia Tian's body away, biting him, his lines were tightly stretched, as if he would break if he touched it. Several spikes pierced into his skull, as if they had penetrated into the bones and touched the brain. The instrument emits a dazzling red light, and this monster at the pinnacle of torture technology in the upper city is running and devouring it inward.
Xia Tian opened his lips, but did not make a sound, his eyes were wide open, without consciousness, only pure pain. His right eye was bloodshot, and blood continued to flow from his ears. The power shattered him from the inside, and the once powerful and powerful man became a small piece of bloody wreckage, being swallowed alive.
He has been crying, tears sliding down, uncontrollable, has lost consciousness.
The confinement was finally loosened, and Xia Tian fell straight down.
He was a man full of strength in every move, with innate lightness, coordination and grace, but when he fell down, he didn't even have the most basic protective movements.
He fell to the ground without moving, and several snakes crawled over, bit his ankles, arms and neck, and injected him with drugs.
That ray of light still stubbornly shines on Xia Tian, this scene of the most filthy eating and taming of the rich and powerful in the upper city is really like the spontaneous gathering of sunlight, almost a holy miracle.
The narrator began to speak, describing Xia Tian's reaction in some very sexual abuse terms, saying, "It's enough for Lord God of War to reflect on it."
The medicine is very powerful, Bai Jing'an saw Xia Tian's fingertips twitch, and slowly curled up his body with the little strength he just got.
The light shone on Xia Tian, his eyes were very quiet, he just looked at the carpet, as if he was looking at some distant place through the fabric.
With a warm color like honey, yesterday I was sitting in the passenger seat watching him, describing an explosion to him, and my eyes were full of smiles.
At this moment, his eyes were empty, reflecting the metal cage and the smiling guests wearing masks...
Xia Tian lay quietly in the sun, his pupils had already dilated.
Video ends.
Bai Jingan stared blankly for a long time, feeling very strange, the whole world began to become illusory and blurred, all light, shadow, sound and matter dissipated, and he fell into the darkness.
It has never moved, and has always been in a dark and corrupt hell. All light in the world has disappeared. It has always been just a dark place, and there can be no light.
For a few seconds he sat there, not knowing where he was or what he was doing.
He heard the uploader say in a hurry: "Rescue!"
Bai Jingan's throat seemed to be blocked by something, it was a mass of stuff accumulated in his body a long time ago, it was dark and bloody, it was enough to destroy him, he had to suppress it—
He still has to find Xia Tian, he will definitely find him and bring him home, they agreed—
After a while, he heard the man say: "He was rescued, and the medical team said that he can't be touched anymore... Pause for two hours, depending on the recovery situation."
Bai Jing'an sat for a while, then groped to get the medical kit and grabbed another injection.
He needs to calm down, he needs to be calm, this is not the first time he has hallucinations, it's just overdose. He's always like this, his brain is unreliable, the doctor said...
Now is not the time to lose the chain, he must be calm, he must be sober, he cannot pay the price of any mistakes—
His hands trembled violently, but he quickly got it under control.
He opened the door, walked to the driver's seat, and started the car.
The car turned a corner and drove onto the road, the darkness receded behind, and the white lights ahead could be seen in the distance.
Go find Xia Tian.
2.
Xia Tian did not dream.
After death there is no dream, he falls in darkness and silence, like a burnt out fire, a pinch of ashes, until he returns to the place of utter silence.
But at a certain moment, a violent force seized him violently and yanked him upward.
The real world is pressed down, and across the water, there is a hot and crazy white light mixed with dirty red. He heard someone say, "He must come back", saying that people here will never return disappointed, don't care about any medicine, just give him it!
The next moment, some injection was propelled into Xia Tian's body, his eyes widened suddenly, his internal organs were on fire, and he could almost hear the sound of "sizzling" frying.
He groaned as the tyrannical force tossed him out of the water, flooding him with foul light that burned through his limbs. He could see the metal arc of the birdcage farther away.
He heard someone saying "wake up" and someone saying "lower your heart rate quickly".
Xia Tian felt that he was a fish that was forcibly caught on the shore from the deep and dark sea, and he was placed on the bed burned by the fire, and the pain was unbearable.
He tried hard to curl up his body, but he couldn't move his fingertips. He heard someone laughing and saying "crying again".
For a moment, he couldn't remember who he was and where he was, all he felt was pain. He was burnt out, all that was left in his body were layers and layers of scars, all numbness and pain and hopelessness, nothing else, nothing they wanted, he shouldn't be alive.
"Does it hurt, Xia Tian?" Someone asked him.
He couldn't speak, and tried to curl up with the little strength he had just gained, but someone pulled his arm away, held it down, and exposed him to the light again.
He cried again, whispering "let go" and "it hurts", the man laughed again, and a cool injection was pushed into the body, but it was like a small glass of water in a fire.
"I want to taste you, Xia Tian," the man continued, "If you behave yourself and let me taste, I will make you feel better, okay?"
Xia Tian couldn't see who was speaking, the filthy white enveloped him, seeping in from the skin, he had nowhere to hide.
He felt someone pinch his jaw, someone kiss him and stick his tongue in.
It was a very nasty and bloody kiss, and the man kept biting his tongue, sucking blood. He tried to avoid it, but the other party seemed to find it very interesting, so he gave up.
He heard someone say, "Honest?"
"Try lifting the ban?"
No one spoke, and no one lifted the restraint.
Xia Tian lay motionless on the bed, letting that person "taste" him. He saw the cage roof above again, with a black collar around his neck, and an equally black chain, embedded in the wall at the head of the bed, pulled so tight that he felt suffocated.
The blood-sucking person finally let go of him, and said to the person next to him: "I want to eat his tongue, it's sweet and smooth, no need to cook it, just slice it and dip it in seasoning."
He stroked his hair like an animal.
"I also want his rectum and penis." He said, "At most, it's medium ripe, the sauce is the key point, there must be sweetness—"
He turned his head to look at Xia Tian and smiled at him.
He was handsome and well-maintained. He wore a metallic dress with chaotic colors, like a piece of toxic industrial waste. When lit, it would burn countless messy and crazy flames.
He leaned down and approached Xia Tian's ear.
"Don't worry, we'll give you new organs. We'll add some ingredients to it, some of which are exciting and unexpected." He said, "There are twenty-six grades of organs for sex slaves, and we'll choose the top one for you. Yeah, that's when you really get to know Uptown, you don't know how much we can play..."
He stopped, and the surrounding voice suddenly dropped two degrees, and then stopped.
Xia Tian felt the person straighten up and said, "Mr. Minkov."
Beside the bed, several other people whispered, "Mr. Minkov."
They moved away, and Minkov came over, the sunlight in the cage seemed to engulf him, making his figure slender and darker.
He didn't wear a tuxedo or a mask, just a black T-shirt, like a kid running wild on the street and going to the wrong place.
He stood beside the bed, staring at Xia Tian's current appearance, and Xia Tian also looked at him.
Summer looked awful, wearing a white shirt with crimson seams that was unbuttoned. The orange light shone on him. He was a ripe offering on a red plate. His lips were slightly opened, leaving traces of another person's "tasting", and he didn't even have the strength to close them.
Little Minkov turned to look at the chain.
It was so tight that Xia Tian was always in a half-suffocated state.
Little Minkov suddenly reached out to grab it, and pulled it back forcefully.
His knuckles were white, and he was clenched tightly, with a smell of madness. He must have some authority. The chain was pulled out several feet by him. The people around him looked at him crazy, and no one spoke.
But the chain soon couldn't pull an inch anymore. During these ten seconds, someone must have restricted his authority. Little Minkov held on to the thing tightly, stubbornly confronting the unknown and huge force. A hopeless standoff.
Xia Tian looked at him quietly, the orange sunlight shot down from above, he was like a flame burning to the end, no amount of fuel would help, and in the end it would only leave a place of filth and residue.
Little Minkov stood outside the light, as if there would never be any light on him. There was no expression on his face, and he looked as if he would be crushed by a speck of dust in the air.
Without saying a word, he tugged at the chain tenaciously.
He knew what Xia Tian wanted to say: If you want to help, just give me a good time.
Finally, Little Minkov let go, and the chain fell to the bed, making a metallic clang.
"Well," said little Minkov, "all this will have its retribution."
No one spoke, his voice was very thin, trembling like a sob, easily dispersed in the luxurious party.
He slowly raised his hand and touched Xia Tian's fingertips.
Xia Tian felt a cold sting, and there was a slight flash of fire in his eyes, and he realized what it was, Xiao Minkov gave him a miniature nano weapon.
This thing would stay in his veins, like a hidden bomb, delivering a killing blow when needed.
He just had to wait, and it wouldn't be long before he got his chance to end it all, and there was no instrument to pull him back into this mess.
At this moment, Xiao Minkov suddenly leaned over, leaned into his ear and said, "Bai Jing'an is here."
Xia Tian looked at him with wide eyes. The name flickered in his body like a tiny flame, his fingertips trembled slightly, and it was difficult to breathe, as if he had become a living person again and needed to find air.
"Could you... wait a little longer?" Little Minkoff said, "at least..."
He didn't go on talking, the surroundings were silent, the light was so bright, the air smelled of wine, flowers and a faint aphrodisiac perfume, as if words and hope could not survive here.
Regardless of Xiaobai who injects the energy potion into the artery, Xiaobai is clearly on the run, but Xiaobai is sitting on the passenger seat and smiling at him contentedly...
Had a lot of fun with him playing "for four to twelve year olds" - that is, throwing dice and building a house with a garden - and grinning like a naive and impractical youngster.
he can't come here—
But of course he would come, no matter what man-eating island it was, what monster's lair, he would come. He has never had a sense of crisis, and he will not turn back when he decides something, until it is completely broken...
At this time, a voice from the crowd outside said: "Mr. Xiao Minkov, if I remember correctly, your father said that you do not have any authority in this guest show, and Xia Tian can be disposed of by the guests here—"
Little Minkov stood up straight and looked at him.
The other party shut up.
Xiao Minkov looked around blankly, then went to the table beside him to grab the lamp.
The desk lamp and the table are one, but he must have the authority to tear it off. He turned around and walked up to the person who was speaking, and threw it on his head.
His blow was very ruthless, the man fell to the ground, and Xiao Minkov kicked him hard in the lower abdomen.
At that moment, the anger that had been burning him turned into an evil fire, and he seemed to be mad, kicking down continuously, brutal and without image.
The dignitaries with elegant postures stepped aside and watched silently, some staring at the cup and the floor.
No one made a sound, only the sound of heavy beating and occasional muffled groans, Xia Tian smelled the smell of blood and excrement.
Little Minkov had beaten enough, and he didn't even look at the people under his feet—he didn't know if it was a corpse. He straightened his clothes and pulled the cuffs. Under this action, his T-shirt looked like some expensive dress. He wasn't even breathing.
A man in a silver-gray dress had been watching him vent not far away, and said to him at this time: "Go back, Mr. Minkov."
Little Minkov stared at the cage without moving for a minute, then walked out slowly.
Around him, a group of people silently watched the young evil star go away, no one commented, like a large group of extinguished ashes, or colorful plastic ornaments, and the people on the ground who still didn't know if it was a corpse did not exist.
It took a while for the medical team to come in and put the man on a stretcher.
A group of dignitaries continued to drink, and two of them began to say that one of the Lei Luo family suddenly lit a fuel tank last month, and sang "I am a flamingo", as if they really thought they would turn into a fire bird. Another person said it was because he didn't even understand the difference between a flamingo and a flamingo, how could it change.
The other two were talking about a sex slave who had been so unresponsive lately that he might be dead, but it was hard to be sure.
The light was sharp and dirty, Xia Tian felt the coldness of the fingertip weapon, the pain finally receded, hiding under the skin, waiting to destroy him again.
At this moment, the dignitary next to him moved, as if he had received some internal communication.
No matter what he heard, the whole process was staring at Xia Tian, his eyes shining with a frightening light, expecting some bloody and dirty incident.
At this moment, Xia Tian felt the first clear and strong thought after waking up: If he dares to stick his tongue into his mouth again, he must bite that thing off!
In this numbness, coldness, and emptiness, he felt something familiar again, a small, knife-sharp edge, a reckless, almost crazy feeling that had been hidden in him since childhood. His hatred made him feel pain.
He figured he liked the pain and didn't mind being ruined by it. It was a part of him, just like Bai Jing'an, they would never be able to get rid of this pain in this lifetime.
"If you're thinking about Bai Jing'an," said the person next to him, "I can tell you that we have caught him."
Xia Tian's eyes widened, his heart sank into the depths of the darkness, and the other party laughed at him, with cruel excitement from the heart.
"Well, I haven't really caught it yet, I like your expression so much, it's nothing more than going to hell." The man said, "But you won't wait too long, he's somewhere down there, Our man is locked down. In half an hour, he will be with you."
He smiled and shook his head.
"I never believed he'd come back, but you're—" He burst into uncontrollable laughter, "Such a good brother, aren't you?"
He leaned down, pinched Xia Tian's right nipple with one hand, and scraped erotically until it bled. He licked the red liquid from his fingertips, and said to him softly: "He can't go out, Xia Tian, he will come to accompany you soon."
Xia Tian's fingertips were cold, and he moved slightly.
The penalty chip was still on, and he thought it was the effect of a large amount of nanomedicine in his body, and the two functions were in conflict.
He stared at the ceiling above the cage and began to think.
Bai Jing'an is here. No matter what the dignitaries say, he must have come with some certainty.
What has he done, what is his plan? Then what can I do, and how can I do it
He thinks about all the possibilities of destruction.
Wait for Xiaobai.
Bai Jing'an broke the neck of a guard and put the body down without making a sound.
The man reacted very quickly, the knife pierced through his waist, and he was hit in order not to make a sound, the blood soaked his clothes.
He didn't feel any pain, he wasn't sure which part was wrong, and he didn't care. He injected a haemostatic shot, stuffed the empty shot in his pocket, and walked on.
He was wearing the black uniform of a guard, and he was deep beneath that Mount Olympus.
Above him, the island of carnival shines like a holy light, but in the underground area of Elysium, it is full of cells, torture chambers, and labyrinths. Here, heavenly luxury mixed with carrion garbage, it seems It's some sort of mash-up.
Five minutes ago, the security guards finally discovered his intrusion, and they have fully tightened their control and searched in different areas.
Bai Jing'an dealt with a wave of enemies and killed three, but he didn't remember how many people he killed in total, maybe twenty or thirty, he didn't care.
He walked deeper without hesitation.
The parts of the "food" who were massacred, dismembered and mutated above were piled up underground. Bai Jing'an walked through the corridor, and saw human heads and limbs disposed on the wall like trophies, with different expressions, as if they were artistic creations. He saw various forms of sex slaves, severely mutated, and some of them were crazily preying on and killing each other, even by the standards of the killing show, they were completely crazy.
Corrupted bodies are chained when they die, and they rot in the dungeon with their chains after death.
Walking through it can freeze people from the bones.
At this moment, the field of view of Bai Jingan's terminal flickered, and the red warning sign flickered frantically, showing an urgent reminder that the ultimate hunting net in the area had been activated.
He kept moving forward. A lot of warnings flashed in the goggles. The hunting net used the joint authority of the rich and powerful, which can be regarded as a joint hunting under high technology. It tightened step by step, and no one could undo it until he was caught. He's completely stuck here.
Bai Jing'an turned it off with a cold face, this is a dead end, he already knew it.
But he is not afraid, he does not need to retreat.
But for a moment he couldn't help but look up.
Summer is somewhere in that snowy sun.
3.
Bai Jing'an stepped into a door and smashed the camera inside at the same time.
The next moment, the footsteps of the search team passed through the corridor, and someone was saying: "The monitoring authority of C701-3 area has been reset—"
Bai Jing'an looked at the magazine while thinking about what to do next.
The monitoring program has been reset, the system is locked, the net has been completely tightened, not to mention the road, there is not even a trace of gap outside. Before catching himself, the catching network will no longer accept any other instructions.
At the same time, Bai Jing'an realized where he hid in.
This is a dungeon that no one has visited for a long time. It has been locked for a long time, but it emits a strong stench of rotting flesh.
Bai Jing'an suddenly realized that he was familiar with this smell.
He turned his head and saw a... person tied to the wall, his body was highly corrupted and swollen, with maggots growing out, and he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.
His or her lower body is a big hole, emitting a stench, and is still alive, moaning and grunting constantly, like a monster that has been pressed deep in the earth's crust for thousands of years, not a human voice.
But it was indeed a human being, who had undergone genetic modification, and lived and corrupted for the evil pleasure of a certain "god" on Mount Olympus. After a while, Bai Jing'an realized that this person had been talking, constantly saying "please".
The voice probably used to be nice, and after genetic adjustment, it wasn't hoarse at all. But he didn't know what he wanted for a long time. After being trained, his brain was broken, and he could only say this.
Bai Jing'an walked slowly to the chained creature that was no longer human.
The dungeon was terribly dark, and he stood there like a ghost escaping from another cell, not of this place but darker than anything else.
The human body is still grunting, and the pupils are an extremely unsuitable pure light blue. Who has preserved it with technology, but it only looks weird and disgusting in this large piece of filth. The pupils of the jewel-like eyes shrunk to two spots, and there was nothing inside. The things that were born as human beings have long since disappeared, only the filth, corruption, and endless pain left in the place.
Bai Jing'an looked down, his face was sunk in shadow, as dark as a pure shadow.
Then he raised his hand and shot the head with the beautiful eyes.
Blood and bones exploded across the dungeon, which seemed almost peaceful in this place.
But then there was another wail from a distant cell through the vent, and all over the ground there were countless people scratching, weeping, screaming, endlessly.
Bai Jing'an's head started to hurt again, but he remained calm. He went to turn over the injection, his pupils were burning with a scorching and paranoid light, without any fear.
He knew how much time he had and how much opportunity he had.
The situation is not good.
According to the plan, he had to go out immediately, enter area C of the main engine, and arrange the last step within twenty minutes.
But he couldn't enter Area C, and the system there was also reset. Although it was impossible to completely lock the authority of the engine, it was impossible for him to unlock and enter within 20 minutes in a hunt of this intensity.
Bai Jing'an stared at the broken corpse, thinking about all the possibilities.
He was dressed in a local black uniform, his feet were covered with broken flesh and filth, a little bit of light seeping in from the window shone on him, he lowered his head, his front hair blocked his eyes, it was as dark as an evil spirit, the whole hell The darkness is stretching from under his feet.
Bai Jing'an opened the portable terminal and logged into the Temple of War.
He used Xia Tian's account number.
God of War never said a word in the temple. In Haida's words, "Needless to say, God never speaks." While speaking, she looked at the God of War statue outside the car window with a mocking and indifferent expression. God never speaks.
Bai Jing'an said: "I want access to the anti-gravity engine 'Ukishi Paradise II' C area."
The Temple of God of War was filled with chaos, with countless fans talking, cursing, crying and screaming, but the moment God of War spoke, the whole world fell silent.
Everyone heard this sentence. When God of War spoke, the system would block all other programs, and the noisy space was instantly dead silent, only the only voice sounded.
Bai Jing'an stood in the sacrificial hall, five seconds later, a small golden key fell from the light in the sky.
The anti-gravity engine in area C of "Ukishi Paradise II" resets the password and the highest authority of the database, and the key is engraved with money, a throne and a sword.
Bai Jing'an hadn't seen it before, but he realized that it was the symbol of the rich and powerful in the upper city.
He took off the key and lifted the inquiry status.
Pure sunlight shoots in from the thick stone walls, illuminating a small space. It seems that no one has come here for a long time, and it seems that countless people will come here in the past and in the future, angry, fanatical or full of hope, looking for important things.
The temple is still very quiet, no one speaks, everyone is waiting for something, this is the silence before the war.
Bai Jing'an entered authority in the shattered corpse, the soles of his shoes were soaked in blood.
He took one last look at the corpse of someone's child, brother, sister, or loved one under his feet, and walked out of the room.
Bai Jing'an knew that as long as he went out, the search program would lock him immediately.
Every hunter will see him, know every step he makes, every turn and every magazine he changes, every shot he takes.
They would tighten the net step by step, until he was finally cornered, tied to the dinner plate of the guest show, and became a part of hell.
He was nearly 200 meters away from the target area, and the road would be difficult, but he had to.
He wanted to kill something... The bloody anger was suppressed in his heart, eager to vent. He sorted out his weapons, consolidated his magazines, and planned his route, making sure he'd done something similar a long time ago.
And he likes it.
Bai Jing'an counted the number of people in the front team, spent three seconds to make a plan, and rushed out.
He snapped a man's neck, put the body in front of him, and fired five shots at the hunter behind him.
He didn't dodge when the last guy shot at him, the bullet hit the right side of the rib, and he killed his opponent with a single shot.
He dropped the body and climbed up the pit ladder. He didn't know how many injuries he had on his body, and he had to rely on injections to stop the bleeding and pain, so he didn't have time to think about the injuries.
As soon as he left the house, those people had their eyes on him, and while all the gates of "Ukishi Paradise II" were opened to him, the hunting network was also rapidly tightening.
Under this kind of pressure, Bai Jing'an insisted on rushing forward for 200 meters, exhausting all means, he could hear the constant orders in the communicator, and the security guards of the entire underground area of the Floating World Paradise series were mobilizing in his direction.
Behind him, a team of nearly a hundred people had already surrounded him. Someone called his name, and he continued to move forward without looking back.
He counted down in his head, three, two, one—
The next moment, the entire floor beneath his feet exploded.
The whole city trembled violently under the explosion, the scorching and eye-catching flames swept upwards, large pieces of building panels shattered, wall panels melted, and human bodies disappeared in a flash.
Bai Jing'an moved forward amidst the flames and strong wind, turned over at the last moment and climbed up to the reinforced building board on the upper floor, the flames screamed under his feet, spreading like a living thing, engulfing everything.
People, guns, floors, and walls all became part of this orange-red fluid monster.
The heaven on earth was shattered, and the crazy flames of hell burned up.
Bai Jing'an's finger was burned, but he couldn't feel it. He heard screams and curses, but they quickly disappeared.
He recalled Xia Tian, the man said "Your style of play is too desperate", when he was speaking, he was standing under the thin light of the arsenal, he was walking a dead end, and he was inexplicably proud, Bai Jing'an was almost laughed at by him at that time . Now he thinks, he is right, I am also desperate, I must go this way. with him.
Under his feet, the entire C area was in a terrible scorching heat, as if standing on a frying pan.
He laughed, it was exciting.
Bai Jing'an was caught on the maintenance lane of C701-4 area.
He stood on the blood-stained building slab, surrounded by bullet gaps and traces of bombs, and the gap ten meters away from his feet was huge, like an abyss.
At his feet, the third, fourth, and fifth floors were all blasted through, turning into a big hole, leading directly to the lower city. It is estimated that the wild flames of the floating city can be seen below. All the luxury areas and garbage dumps here have been reduced to smoldering debris.
He had just stood firm when he heard someone shout from behind: "Bai Jing'an!"
Bai Jing'an turned his head, and a group of fifteen people were all pointing their guns at him, in an arc formation, with no exits around them, so far, he was in a situation where he could hardly fly.
"You're fucking crazy, Bai Jing'an!" The leader shouted, "You'll have to suffer later—"
Bai Jing'an raised his hands and pointed his gun down, expressing his surrender.
The person on the opposite side looked at him in surprise, as if he had made an unreasonable move. The captain winked, and a security guard stepped over the corpse, walked up to Bai Jing'an carefully, took his gun away, and found several other guns, as well as a pile of restricted needles.
The leader cautiously walked up to Bai Jing'an, who obediently extended his hand.
The man quickly took out the handcuffs, handcuffed him, and locked him dead.
This made him relax a bit, he twitched the corner of his mouth towards Bai Jing'an, and said, "I thought you would resist one last time, your comrade-in-arms struggled until the last second."
"I can't get hurt anymore." Bai Jing'an said, "I have other things to do."
The other party was taken aback, and Bai Jing'an smiled at him.
This smile is so brilliant, shining brightly under the light of energy-saving lamps, revealing a murderous look, which makes people feel chills in the heart. Not at all like him, but that's how he should be.
At this moment, the bomb above exploded.
Unlike the wild explosion just now, this time the reaction was very small.
There was just a shake around.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"There was a bomb or something, but it went off in a targeted manner, no one was hurt..." another hunter said.
At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook again.
It was a slight but huge vibration, not a single layer of shaking, the vibration spread extremely far, and the gigantic monster moved slightly, indicating that an unknown problem had occurred.
There was a trace of panic on someone's face, this kind of thing has never happened in Floating Void City. This is a high-tech fortress, not a downtown, never earthquakes.
The leader said, "What's going on?"
At this moment, there seemed to be a communication coming in from the side, the adjutant connected it, and yelled over there: "Slow down, make it clear—"
There was another shock under my feet. Several security guards did not stand firm and almost fell.
Standing obediently in handcuffs, Bai Jing'an quickly glanced around, and calmly took a step towards the officer next to him, his movements were quiet and smooth, without warning.
He wrapped his arms around the man's neck, stuck it tightly, and dragged him to the maintenance passage next to him. The other party didn't even make a sound.
The security next to him reacted quickly and quickly raised their guns. They must have had an order to "catch Bai Jing'an as the top priority". Within three seconds, at least ten bullets were fired.
Bai Jing'an pulled the man in his hand, and all the bullets hit the hunter, and the man trembled for a while and then became unresponsive.
He dragged him into a narrow maintenance passage behind him in two or three steps. For a few seconds, the surroundings were vibrating, and someone was yelling "C-3 auxiliary engine failed", "lost contact with area B" and the like.
Bai Jing'an dragged the man into the passage, nimbly took out his ID card with one hand, and swiped off the handcuffs.
At the same time, he drew the man's gun and shot at the two security guards who rushed through the door without looking up.
He didn't know if there were others who wanted to rush in from behind, but no one had the time to round him up. At this moment, everyone can realize that something is wrong with Floating World Paradise.
Under their feet, the ground was like a capsized ship, slanting to one side, and shaking like chaff, ready to fall apart at any time.
Bai Jingan pulled out the guns from the corpse with a blank expression, loaded them one by one, and found a bag of customized bombs, which were also placed in the combat uniform.
He turned and opened the other door and stepped out onto the long corridor.
Around him, the entire second area of Ukishi Paradise is in chaos like the end of the world. The computer can't get in at all because of the hunting net," and so on.
Bai Jing'an placed three bombs in different areas of the Floating World Paradise, which would not hurt anyone but destroy the load-bearing beams.
No matter how strong the city of the upper city is, no matter how advanced the anti-gravity engine is, they are all built by precise engineering. He'd gone to great lengths to find those points—points that would set off a chain reaction that would destroy the entire building.
Bai Jing'an was dressed in uniform, and walked forward with a blank expression.
He turned a corner with purpose, and walked through corpses, shocks, and destruction without any hesitation in his steps.
He walked through a hallway decorated with the theme of mechanical remnants, and came to a double door. After swiping the identity verification, it shows passed.
He opened the door, and there were rows of custom cars parked in the darkness, like the corpses of countless machines. Then the lights came on, the ground tilted, and the shadows skewed and lengthened.
Bai Jing'an went straight to a custom-made mobile fortress. It was a big guy that looked like a giant shark. He got in the car, started the engine, and clicked to enter the anti-gravity option.
He started the car, turned a corner in the driveway, and headed up under the shudder of the aerial monster. He thought to himself, the scene of destruction on the surface is just as gorgeous now, and the whole world is screaming in flames.
Summer will definitely love it.