The green tea came up, as did the crispy wheat-flavored biscuits, Zhong Yanhua rolled his black eyes, picked up a piece of shortbread and immersed it in the teacup, watching it gradually soften, and then slowly sipped it into his mouth. Hua, let out a contented sigh, smiling eyes like the two moons that have not yet come out.
"Sister Nan Xiang, I'm really sorry, but it's time to leave. Although your manor is good, it's not my home after all."
Thinking that there must be many people in the manor who are worried and sad about her leaving, Zhong Yanhua couldn't help sighing again, but this sigh was full of apology, and then she shrugged and said to herself: "But your family The monitoring system of the manor is too mentally retarded, it is not difficult at all, it is definitely not comparable to the process of that guy escaping from the military prison."
The food was full and warm, she turned her head and looked out the window, carefully watching the Xishan compound across the street, silently guessing in her heart when that guy would come here.
She firmly believes that she is the person who knows Xu Le best in the universe. That stone-like guy has never been really cold, and he is very emotional. He will definitely explain some things before leaving the federation, nostalgic about some of the past, and this West Mountain The woman and her child in the compound were undoubtedly the ones the guy had to leave without saying goodbye.
Suddenly, Zhong Yanhua's brows furrowed into a very cute fold, and he realized that he had made a big hunting mistake. It was precisely because of that guy's stubborn character that he would definitely not let the people he cared about most be implicated in danger. Most likely won't be here on the run...
Brother Xu Le... Xu Le, where are you going
Zhong Yanhua frowned, annoyed, and pursed Shui Yang'er's lips in a fit of anger, and began to put on the pink thick fleece jacket, the fluffy little white rabbit earmuffs, and the heavy backpack on his back. Picked up the old doll, walked out of the cafe, and came to the Winter Street.
The backpack was the luggage she prepared for herself. Because she didn't know how long and how far she would go, it was stuffed with a lot of messy things that she thought were very necessary.
Compared with the little girl's body, the heavy luggage was extra large, and it was almost dragged to the ground, forming an extraordinarily exaggerated visual contrast.
The cold wind of early winter blew the leaves, poured into her collar, and instantly stabbed her face a little red. She sighed warmly on her hands, looked forward, and said resolutely: "Little watermelon, you have grown I’m getting older, so I must learn how to protect myself, dress warmly, and go to expensive places.”
"Don't be afraid, if a girl wants to grow up to be a woman, she has to be a little harder on herself, eh!"
Zhong Yanhua let out a hum from Xiao Qiao's nose, nodded vigorously to cheer for herself, weighed the big backpack behind her with difficulty, and walked towards the cold and desolate long street.
On the long street, which looks a little desolate due to the cold winter, the flow of people has not been significantly reduced, but most of the pedestrians on the street have turned up their collars and hurried, only a little less noisy. The light curtains, like most light curtains on the street, are muted during the day in accordance with federal noise regulations.
All the light curtains play different news pictures or advertisements, but they have one thing in common, that is, there is a clear portrait in the lower right corner. This portrait appears in the programs produced by all TV stations, reminding all the federal people all the time.
Not many of the pedestrians rushing through the street will deliberately look up at the portrait, not because they have lost interest in this important event because they are squeezed by the stressful life, but because in the past few years, they have seen it. That face has been seen so many times that it does not require any memory to be able to accurately recognize that seemingly ordinary face in the crowd.
It's just that in the past, the people remembered this face because he was the most famous fighting hero in the Federation, the successor personally selected by the military god, or partly because of the scandal of the national girl, but now they remember this face. The reason is because that person is a spy for the imperial family.
Wanted notices are everywhere.
Xu Le retracted his gaze, turned up his collar to block his profile, and continued to walk in the direction of Lin Yuan. What he saw in front of him really made him have a certain illusion, as if he was running for the federal president, and the consortium behind him had a certain illusion. He bought countless advertisements for himself to build momentum, but the standard image used by the Federation made himself seem too stupid.
There is no wanted order for Huai Cao Shi. It seems that the federal government does not want ordinary people to know for the time being that the imperial princess, who has been arrogant in the folk rumors for several years, actually came to the federal government. This may be out of stabilizing social order, The idea of avoiding unnecessary panic may also be a conservative decision made by the government to avoid being the target of angry people in the future.
Because of thinking about these questions, Xu Le was a little distracted. At the door of the luxurious Yinling sedan store, he bumped into a couple who had no one in their eyes. Just at this moment, a gust of winter wind blew by for no reason. Raise the cap on his head.
"Excuse me."
Xu Le naturally apologized, pressed down the brim of his hat, and found that the young man in the couple was staring at him in amazement.
The atmosphere on the street suddenly became a little strange. The people who were walking in a hurry stopped subconsciously and looked over, as if they were not very confident that the face they saw just now was the person they imagined.
Xu Le knew that he had to leave immediately, but at this moment, the young man bravely put his girlfriend behind him, summoned up his courage and shouted with a trembling voice, "Imperial man! He is that imperial man!"
The people on the street suddenly became excited, and the people who were closer pulled their companions back nervously to the periphery. It seemed that the man in the hat was a beast that could eat people, while the people in the distance were shouting loudly. Get up: "Call the police! Catch that imperial man!"
These people are just the most common people in the Federation. Although this is a wealthy area, the rich common people are still just common people. Their courage can support their shouts, but they cannot support them to execute citizens like a beautiful man. power of arrest.
No one in the public dared to rush up, and the young man who found Xu Le seemed to have spent all his courage in pulling his girlfriend behind him and shouting that sentence. Difficulty moving legs with fear.
Xu Le looked at the brave young man in front of him, didn't say anything or did anything, smiled bitterly, and sighed in a low voice: "It turned out to be an imperial man, and he didn't even have a name."
He has already started to move quickly and walk out of the crowd. He believes that no one dares to stop him. As for whether there will be a hidden weapon such as a bench leather bag attacking from behind, it will not have any effect on him.
There was a whistling sound on the street, and a two-armed rotary jet gunship was coming at a high speed. Xu Le glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and found out vigilantly that the preparation surface of the small-eyed combat force had expanded to all blocks, and the reaction speed was even higher. has reached a chilling level.
Xu Le started running, and the cornices of the antique buildings on the street corner and the shallow traces of the running water came into view. After brain analysis, which matched his own abilities, he immediately calculated a feasible walking trajectory.
With his right foot on the red fire water column, his body slanted and shook, swept up from the top of the crowd, and when he was about to hit the wall, his muscles suddenly relaxed, and he attached it as if he had installed a hydraulic device, almost as soon as he approached the wall. , he grabbed the shallow marks on the cement wall with his fingers, kicked the wall with the soles of his feet, and climbed up to the third floor five meters high in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, he kicked his legs on the wall, and his right hand found the antique cornice protruding from the wall with great accuracy in the air. His body suddenly contracted and bounced away in the air, and he forcibly moved five meters by the reverberation. Over the street, he rushed into another building and disappeared.
Climbing from the ground to the third floor, and then crossing the street, all Xu Le's movements were done in one go, very rhythmic and clean and clear. The people who were trying to intercept or intimidate him just raised their heads, only to see the figure in a very strange way. The building shuttles at high speed on the exterior, and then disappears.
The crowd on the street fell into collective silence, thinking about the figure, with a very complicated mood, the brave young man holding his girlfriend's hand tightly was full of sweat. The gunship that came at high speed from the intersection was still on the street at this time, as if it had not moved.
Maps and action plans have to be reworked.
In a dark room in a certain building, Xu Le pulled out the electronic map in his bracelet, frowning and using his fingers to draw a few curved lines between the suburban forest and his location.
He felt a little weird at this time, not only because of the reactions of ordinary people in the Federation when they saw him, but more importantly, it had nothing to do with the faster and faster reaction speed of the small-eyed combat troops. On the contrary, he always felt that the charter brilliance was not what he imagined. So scary.
Because the old thing died, the federal central computer has become a cold machine, a tool in the hands of human beings, so its ability cannot be fully exerted
Unlike the old moon, there is still some thin air on the new moon base. Although it is not enough to support human breathing, it will be particularly spectacular to watch the rise of the S1 planet from here. The picture when the sunrise overlaps.
On the edge of the backside of the eternally dark crescent moon, a ship that looked to be tattered could no longer be tattered, silently watching the S1 planet bathed in the radiance of stars.
This spaceship, which looks like a pile of metal garbage cans, is far from the original tri-wing ship in terms of performance and appearance. The spaceship that travels across the star field at an unimaginable terrifying speed is full of The crater hit by the meteorite, but there is no sign of falling apart.
What's even more bizarre is that the few federal precision military satellites that are very close to this tattered metal spaceship have not issued any alarms, as if this spaceship does not exist at all.