Dark Blood Age

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Rather than being attacked by a single vehicle, it was several vehicles.

“Juveniles" quickly arrived at the rugged scene along the growing noise of shouting, parking a total of six black quadricycles on a wide street, three of which were severely damaged and the roof recessed, as if it had been hit hard and crushed to one side of the driveway.

Another green quadricycle that did not belong to the convoy, probably others passing by, was also hit by the guards of the convoy as a sieve and then torn apart by some kind of instrument, leaving striking long marks on the body.

The wounded were lying on the ground, struggling for help, and several bodies were being rescued by the guards of the Holy City, who had been told, as well as a number of small aircraft in the sky, looking in the direction of the north to chase them.

“Juvenile” does not look like the person of the master family. Rest assured, she and show went to the master's house again immediately before realizing that she had been back for quite some time.

Sort of the time he first went to St. Pettis, she just walked out of the campus, but probably walked through another door, so she didn't meet.

Returning to the shack under the bridge is already midnight, the show falls asleep again, while the "teenager" sits on the edge of the bridge, looking at the stars of the sky and thinking.

He couldn't understand many of the words said by the old man with blue hair, and he didn't know exactly what he meant, but the answers to his questions were clear.

But he doesn't believe that memory can't be changed, and there's no reason not to, just to think so.

This irritated him slightly. On the one hand, since he left the prairie, he has been secretly wondering where his home is. On the one hand, he doesn't know why, he feels he is resisting what he remembers, he feels dangerous, and he can't say why.

The next day, he was still vigorously present at the site of the military barrier, and the supervisor who had come to visit was satisfied with his performance, but was absolutely free of domestic money.

“Juvenile" is a little disappointed, but the superintendent immediately throws a temptation and says, "As long as you do well and keep up this behavior, I can arrange for you to learn some simple techniques, and the money will naturally go up. ”

“Juveniles", despite their strenuous strengths and not feeling how hard the work they are doing, still envy those who operate machines because they pay many times more than he does.

He needs money now, and with it, he can leave here with the show and go back to the prairie.

But the manager's commitment was not very appealing to him, as he had no time to wait too long before returning to the prairie, and had lost its meaning.

While eating, we still hear rumors that the attack last night was vivid as if they were there.

The attack was said to have been carried out against the family of a high-ranking official, who died on the spot and seriously wounded seven people, and whose whereabouts were taken from her and remain unknown.

The army also engaged in an exchange of fire with the attackers, but was unable to stop him and had to watch him break through.

Upon receiving the information, the senior official, furious, had begun to ban control throughout the city and had personally gone to the Grand Temple for help.

“Juvenile” does not care about these and has nothing to do with the owner as long as he has not been attacked.

The workers have been saying that the demon is very powerful, putting deep psychological pressure on him, and if he does, he does not know if he is his opponent.

As he was chattering, he saw a long convoy coming from afar, passing west of the military barrier, heading towards the Middle East side of the city.

“It's the Purple Hull! ”

Alai, the worker who sarcastically satirized the "teenager" yesterday, stood somewhat excitedly on the box looking out for him and shouting.

Zihui Hull, the name “teenager” heard on the track car, but he didn't expect Alai to shout, shout, nearly half of the black-haired workers on the site ran away, all climbing to various high platforms and looking at the driven convoy.

“It's the purple crest, Herr! It's a purple crest, Herr!” The black-haired workers screamed and even waved their arms like they were drugged.

Strangely, the blue-haired skilled workers did not coldly mock the black-haired workers as usual.

Some stopped the work in hand, others watched the convoys of the array come in silence, others were filled with fear and tension, and others were arguing about something, but they dared not reveal a little disrespect.

“Juveniles” have excellent eyesight and stand on boxes to see the whole convoy clearly.

There are about a dozen pure black vehicles with a very thick shape, all windows closed and the exterior of the vehicle completely isolated.

Each car's capital is stamped with a small black flag with a semi-circular purple pattern tattooed on the flag. As the vehicle moves hunting and floating, the purple semi-circular on the dark flag is as hidden as a curved knife, with a sombre and debilitating atmosphere.

The overall speed of the black motorcade was unpleasant, slowly driving across the far road, as if carrying a heavy pressure, past which the black crowd was kneeling on both sides of the road.

“Juvenile" saw not only the black-haired man, but also the blue-haired man on his knees, Sumu's convoy walked past them, whether the black-haired man or the blue-haired man, they dared not raise their heads, the whole body lay on the ground, motionless.

Yu Guangguang dared to see only the black wheels of the vehicle pressing over the ground, and then up, nobody dared to see.

In the cold breeze, the black convoy gradually approached, the workers on the barrier site climbed down from the box, consciously kneeling on the side of the road, the "juvenile” saw the main pipe hiring him also kneeling in the blue-haired crowd, but could not see his expression.

“Juvenile” also got out of the crate, but did not kneel, his eyes were a little confused, and there seemed to be something in the nearer convoy that strongly attracted him, causing him extreme anxiety.

The convoy was getting closer and the dark-haired worker next to him saw him still standing there, all in a hurry, pulling his corner nervously and making him kneel down quickly.

“Sethby, this is the Purple Hull family prayer team, not the average team. Get down on your knees and don't hurt everyone! ”

Worker Alai knelt down from the front and said anxiously.

“Juvenile" ignored him and frowned slightly at the nearer convoy, not knowing what he was thinking.

“Big Egg?” The show was also nervous, but he was afraid that the "teenager” would break his legs and dig his eyes out by the crew.

“Cesbia, my ancestors. Hey, I apologize. I was wrong yesterday. Will you kneel down?” Alai was in a hurry, but he couldn't pull the "teenager", and he was in a hurry to sweat beads.

The supervisor over there heard the movement, looked up and saw the "juvenile” stick standing there, his soul suddenly scattered, hurriedly squeezed the crowd on his knees and climbed over, "You, you, what are you crazy about? Why don't you kneel down? Are you trying to get me involved? ”

The people next to him pulled him down with seven hands and eight feet together. As long as he wasn't standing, no matter what, he didn't know what was wrong with the bastard, but let them pull his hands down, “juvenile” like a nail, the tattoo didn't move.

The convoy is about to arrive. The chief is the heart beating straight. Urgently, he threatens: “Cesbia, if you don't kneel down, don't do it today, there's no money! ”

“Juvenile” still doesn't move, as if he didn't hear it, Alley hurried to the main pipeline: “Sir, are you still stimulating him at this time? He's a nerd! You have to give him extra money. He's a money fan. You give him extra money. ”

And the people next to him also said, "Right, right, right, Seth knows about the money. ”

On the road, the first car of the convoy had already made its way out of a junction and appeared on the side of the barrier site. The main pipe's forehead also burst with sweat beads and panicked: "Add, add, add! Bergma's, can I give it to you? Just let me go. ”

The phrase seemed to work from time to time, and “juvenile" suddenly glanced at the main pipe and finally moved, but his next move immediately scared the people around him to almost pee in his pants.

“Juvenile” eyes were confused, lifted his feet and took a step in the direction of the motorcade!

His strength was so great that no one could stop him, and he took a step with them, even though many workers had embraced his legs dead.

“It's over, it's over!” The tube had dark eyes and wanted to faint.

The dark-haired man next to him was even more desperate, holding the leg of the “teenager" besides death.

Hit the Purple Hull prayer team?

It's not a felony, it's a capital crime!

Dark haired people in the world can drown them 300 times without even using the hands of the Hull family.

Whatever the reason you are, whether you have anything to do with this person or not, the black-haired roar can tear them apart.

Apart from suicide gratitude, Alai et al. hardly anticipated a second better possibility.

The black motorcade was already ahead, at the moment of imminent shock, the supreme god seemed to show his spirit, and the “teenager" suddenly held his head and fell to the ground in pain.

Something in his head seemed to clash left and right, torn and painful, as if there was an invisible cage of blood strangling him.

He fainted instantly and lost consciousness.

“Big Brother Egg!?” eeeeeeeeee;e\2642

Alain corrugated for a moment and then seemed to react, cursing in secret: “I'm so impressed, I fainted after adding the money, what a smart Seth Biya! ”

Others, along with Chief Lille, were relieved, and for them, whether the “teenager” was faint or not, a catastrophe had finally escaped.

But the breath was not over, and the black motorcade on the road suddenly stopped, and the emergency brake sounded very harsh, pulling everyone's heart together.

Lear had a blank head, hidden left and right, still couldn't get over it.

The doors opened and a man in black came down from one of the cars in the middle, and the workers quickly buried their heads low, almost to the ground.

This man just took a step forward and heard another old voice coming from the car: “Wait, you haven't seen... Let Chu Dai go with you. ”

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