Doomsday Pavilion

The research institute came vigorously and walked silently.

Of course, the old man Liu must have not forgotten to pat Xiao Wu on the shoulder and say that the young man will do a good job and his future is limitless. But if Wu Ke believes it or not, then only he knows.

"You guys, have you forgotten something?"

Lin Chou leaned on the counter and said lightly as he watched Shan Ye and others.

The few people looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Finally, Bai Qiongshou stretched out his hand for a jar of wine, took a sip before saying,

"Brother Lin wants to know why thousands of assigned task forces have disappeared. Everyone seems to have nothing happened."

"Because the results are destined."

The White Dome Road,

"This time, the assigned mission has a round-trip journey of more than 7,000 kilometers, and the number of people sent is thousands of people. Among them, there are nearly 100 evolutionaries above the third level. I am afraid it is the largest loss that Mingguang can tolerate."

Huang Dashan sneered.

"To put it bluntly, this mission is to hit the Universiade. If you have completed your fortune telling, you will be unlucky if you fail to do so. Without support and follow-up troops, there will be nothing."

"Maybe the research institute can pull out some information from that woman, maybe not, but that has nothing to do with us... Population means resources and disputes, and Mingguang has existed for more than two hundred safely. Years, I hope it will last forever."

Bai Qiongshou shook his head, "There is something we can't figure out in there..."

Shan Ye laughed, "I'm back all the time, and then eat and drink spicy, what are the girls doing?"

As he was talking, a motorcycle slammed at the door, and rushed in with his bald head and sweat.

"Boss, you are fucking back!"

Going up is a bear hug, Bai Qiongshou smiles bitterly, this kid.

When it was Swallow's turn to pretend to rush upwards, he was kicked, got up from the ground, scratched his head, and smirked.

"Yan'er, I brought you biscuits..."

Everyone didn't bother to look at the two men's concubine.

"Where is the boy chicken?" Uncle Huang's complexion improved a lot, "Why didn't I come to pick me up, the pangolin is waiting for him to wash for nothing!"

The bald head scratched his head, "Boss Shan, when you go out, why do you look so empty after you come back, lost your kidney?"

"Put your mother's fart, if I hadn't had a three-flowering trick to gather the five qi and Chaoyuan in ecstasy, this group of spicy chickens would have been in the stomach of the bird long ago, and it would have been pulled out!"

Shen Feng nodded repeatedly,

"Yes, yes, you flirted with a bird, and when someone gave you a flirtatious eye, you fainted."

"..."

The bald head said sourly, "A few of the bosses are not here, you don’t know what a boy cock is like. Everyday, he can take his flower-like new daughter-in-law to the outer city. Go wherever there is delicious food. , No one who is fun must be able to see this, just like a rich man who is idle."

Huang Dashan said, "I think you are jealous of people's newlyweds. You should keep the vacant room alone. What about your ten girlfriends, give them a holiday?"

The bald head was angry, "What ten girlfriends, nothing! What kind of jealousy, jokes, what kind of person is the bald grandfather?"

Liu Zhuzi filled himself with a glass of wine, just about to pour it into his mouth.

Bai Qiongshou stopped his hand,

"Drinking this bar for the first time, just relax!"

Liu Zhuzi had something in his heart, and said in amazement, "Isn't it just a wine...whisper...good guy, so spicy and so hot?"

"Hahaha"

Everyone laughed wildly, "Drink it, drink it, you will still suffer in the end."

Liu Zhuzi already felt that some gray-black stains were being squeezed out from under his skin.

"This...."

When he came back from the well, he had to re-examine the small restaurant, and then he noticed the appalling menu.

"Boss Lin's cooking is all medicated food? Boss Lin, is a food chef?"

"Disrespect and disrespect!"

Liu Zhuzi's series of apologies, what is the position of the food chef in the base city?

For example, in the former Jiuzhan Palace, no matter how powerful an evolver entered, he would also call Xue Zhen a master.

Lin Chou shook his head, "It's just a cook."

Liu Zhuzi smiled and said, "I'll come back to harass when I'm free another day. I'll go back to the base city today, and I will pick up my fighter number first."

On that day, Liu Zhuzi only promised that the group of half-way separated team members could use the Fighter to return to the base city. The ownership of the armored vehicle was naturally Liu Zhuzi's own.

The bald screamed, "Gladiator?!"

Liu Zhuzi's expression was a little surprised, "You also know the fighter number?"

The bald frowned,

"Yesterday someone found an intact armored vehicle hundreds of kilometers to the north. After being dragged back, I found out that this vehicle was also on record and it was called the Gladiator."

"What?" Liu Zhuzi stood up suddenly, "How is this possible!"

Huang Dashan scratched his head,

"Just to go back to the base city, it should be from the east. Why did you go around in a big circle and ran into the corpse den? Are these people stupid?"

"No, I want to go back to the base city!"

Liu Zhuzi couldn't sit still, he needed to immediately confirm the safety of his former players.

"Go back together."

Only the boss of Shan Ye was unhappy, because there was no other car, so he could only drive the pangolin back.

After everyone left, Lin Chou closed the door and climbed up the home tree.

The soft big bed and floor-to-ceiling windows are most suitable for admiring the beautiful scenery of the Black Chenhai. Every time the tide rises and falls under his feet, he has a sense of relaxation beyond the physical.

Today's events have had a particularly strong impact on Lin Chou. Thousands of people and hundreds of cars, of which a small group of people are regular customers who frequent the restaurant, and only one pangolin returned.

Lin Chou saw a lot of birth, old age, sickness and death, and he himself had personally killed the living corpses of other animals, but this was completely different.

No one wants to die like those thousands of people, just as ordinary as the wind strokes the dust on the table, and they will not even be mentioned.

Lin Chou let out a breath and warned himself,

"People live for themselves, and the circulation point in the palm of the hand is their own!"

...

Personnel from the garrison, the outbreak committee, and the scientific research institute gathered in a room.

Behind the one-way glass curtain wall is the face of a graceful woman in her 30s and 40s. Opposite her are researchers from two scientific research institutes.

"Then, your name."

The woman just chuckled.

All her limbs are bound by chains, which severely limits her range of movement.

The woman drew a circle on the table with her slender fingers, and with a casual smile, the two young researchers blushed immediately.

"You, where are you from?"

The woman glanced at the glass curtain wall,

"Why, Mingguang people, don't you know where I belong?"

Behind the glass curtain wall, the three talking people are like falling into the ice cave.