Following Professor Shen Yulin for many days, Xu Le's theoretical physics is still a shortcoming, but as an engineer with extremely rich practical experience, his understanding and application of inelastic Hawke's law is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
The docking assembly system makes the transparent material baffle on the outer layer of the safe house more and more firm, and uses bullets to forcibly draw a line with balanced force points on it, and finally applies gravity to that joint part, so that a single blow can be successful.
It is not difficult to have theory and dare to practice. The key is to have the means and ability to implement it, and smash the safe house of all evil. The most important thing is the sale of Xu Le's last fist. This punch is too cruel and too heavy. It was like a big steel ball hanging from a heavy demolition machine, whistling past.
No matter how sturdy the design of the safe house is, it is probably never thought that someone's body will be able to explode the power of such heavy machinery. So in front of Xu Le's fist, the transparent glass door cracked open, and the whitish cracks scattered like spider webs, then shattered into messy postmodern pictures, and finally became countless broken brittle glass, dangling to the ground. down.
Like a thousand piles of snow piled up between the two.
With a blow of such inhuman power, Xu Le's right wrist snapped and snapped off unexpectedly. His face was pale, but his squinted eyes were extremely bright, without a trace of pain or hesitation, he walked towards the door.
Military boots rustled as they stepped on a thousand piles of broken glass snow.
At the moment when the glass door shattered, Senator Medellin's eyes that were as calm as a lake also shattered piece by piece. The state and imminent death disappeared into the dark pupils of old and tired.
When a boy woos a girl he likes on the banks of the Rose River, at that moment, he probably thinks of his colleagues in the movie, those lovers with big noses or small noses, to cheer him on. Young people who take the high school joint entrance examination will definitely think of countless outstanding former senior brothers, or the best cheating master in the school, to cheer themselves up. When the last soldier in the Xilin frontline tunnel, armed with a cluster bomb, rushed to the densely packed imperial chariots in front of him, he would definitely think of many heroes, such as Li Pifu. Those who are brave in seeing righteousness will think of those who have been brave in seeing righteousness before. Those who are reckless may not have time to think too much.
Before people do something big, they always use a lot of spiritual things to improve their courage or confidence. Xu Le is also an ordinary person, and he is no exception. However, when he stepped on glass snow, When he got to the Medellin Congressman, he didn't think about anything.
Sanyou young Xu Le, did not think that Medellin in front of him looked like an old man who was dying. The look of old age and despair was like any fellow worthy of sympathy. What consequences the other party will cause, I didn't think that this is also a life.
He stared at this man for a whole year, and Ben was a little tired and wanted to give up, but the pictures of the dead children in Charter Square made him pick up the idea again. Maybe it was because he thought about it for too long on the bench behind the snow, so he didn't think about anything today, and he didn't have to think about it today. before.
Some people think too much and do too little. Xu Le will do it after he thinks about it. He is just an ordinary little guy. What you do will have a big impact on this federation.
He raised the gun with his left hand and pulled the trigger.
After entering the building, everything was going according to plan, but there was a huge problem in the middle. But judging from Xu Le's handling of the safe house, on the premise that he has enough intelligence, he is a very calm person who can make detailed plans, so at this time he is sure that there is still a bullet in his gun, and finally a bullet.
However, this shot did not sound. The sturdy firearms in the seventh group's armory finally had a problem for the first time, but it appeared at this most critical moment. Xu Le mumbled something vaguely, blood was flowing from the corner of his lips, and he threw the gun in his hand to the ground.
At this moment, the Medellin Congressman has quickly closed his scattered eyes and regained their brilliance. He has experienced too many moments of life and death in his life, but there was no more thrilling moment when Xu Le pulled the trigger on his forehead. It's just that when this moment disappears, the old and tough Medellin is ready to seize this last chance.
He didn't try to take out the gun in his pocket and shoot, because the previous scenes made him very clear that this small-eyed man in front of him had powerful and unmatched terrifying strength in these aspects.
Medellin stretched out the pen that he had been holding in his hand, handed it to Xu Le, and said in a hoarse voice, "I think you need this very much."
Until this time, the Medellin Congressman was still thinking about why this man named Xu Le came to kill himself. If it was to avenge the girl named Zhang Xiaomeng, but Zhang Xiaomeng did not die. This old-fashioned congressman never thought that Xu Le killed him just for some old things that were not worth mentioning in his opinion, in the eyes of big figures in the Federation, such as Linhai, such as concerts.
He always thought that Xu Le had invaded the foundation building and wanted to kill himself for other reasons. There was some kind of big interest connection. Maybe he represented Mrs. Tai's will, or maybe he had some disputes with those guys in Qinglong Mountain.
So Medellin handed over his pen, ready to negotiate in a hoarse voice.
Xu Le looked at the pen handed in front of him, feeling slightly stunned, wondering if he should say thank you? He wants to kill him at this time, and he still wants to find a guy who can take advantage of him? Facing death so calmly and so lightly, even though this congressman is an unforgivable guy, it still made him feel a little emotional.
No one knows, not even the history books of the Federation in the future. This is actually just a misunderstanding.
There was no expression on Xu Le's face, perhaps only in this way could he stabilize his mood. He took the pen and stabbed it silently.
The black precious fountain pen, with a hard alloy tip at the front, drew a dark light in the air, like a knife used by Donglin orphans playing on the mud, and stabbed into Medellin's neck with a puff.
Then pulled it out.
Medellin didn't react in the slightest. It wasn't until the blood on his neck sprayed onto the wall and made a crackling sound that he realized what happened.
He frowned, covered the blood-spraying wound on his neck, stared at Xu Le, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He took two steps back, tripped over the chair, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Blood kept flowing from between his pale and dry fingers, the old congressman frowned in pain, took his last few breaths, stared at Xu Le with an unbelievable look, Finally, he twitched a few times and stopped breathing.
During Medellin's death, Xu Le kept staring at him silently, staring at his face, his eyes, the fingers on his neck that were covering the wound, and the blood oozing between the fingers, along with the fingers. The blood oozing out became less and less and thicker, and he took a deep breath.
It seemed that there was only time to think about something. Watching the people in front of him slowly dying, Xu Le thought of the beautiful check-in ladies in Linhaizhou Gymnasium, the girls whispering behind him, discussing how such a student could sit in the most luxurious box, these girls have The person who was later turned into a corpse, which Xu Le saw with his own eyes on the way to escape with Tai Zhiyuan. He thought of the concert in the four states around the mountains, the children who died at the age of six or seven, the innocent faces of the children when they were dead and sleeping, and their relatives and families, those Liaos in Charter Square. Liao can count people.
Xu Le had been watching Medellin die, and he could see a ghost in his left eye at this time. In the virtual light map of the left eye, the string of citizen numbers that had been floating above Medellin's head, like the previous door, shattered and then dissipated. It wasn't until he saw this scene and confirmed Medellin's death that he lowered his head and took a breath.
Breathe, breathe the air without you.
How fresh the air is.
Then, like a balloon that was always full of air, it was exhaled in one mouthful. After thinking hard about the goal of not being able to sleep, Xu Le's spirit couldn't help but feel a little lost. In an instant, the injuries that had been suppressed by his strong will erupted in an all-round way.
He was shot a lot. Although the hard ceramic body armor protected most of the vital parts, he was bleeding all the way, and he was already weakened to the extreme. .
Xu Le moved his aching and stiff body with difficulty, leaned against the wall next to him, and sat down slowly.
In the capital city of the distant S1 planet, in front of the crowded Parliament Hill, the people attending the presidential inauguration ceremony looked excitedly at the dark-faced Mr. President on the stone steps. President Pabble's speech has come to an end. Those overwhelming words, those sonorous words, those promises that are not too complicated, but are particularly powerful, are like countless bells, hitting these The hearts of citizens who have great hope for the new federal government.
The guests on the viewing platform smiled and looked respectfully and politely at President Pabble who was waving his arms, but their thoughts were completely different from this solemn inauguration ceremony.
The old director of the Charter Bureau slowly closed the phone in his hand, thinking of the news he just received, a smile appeared on the old lips, and the smile was full of endless ease.
Medellin is dead.