Monarch of Evernight
Chapter 203 Visitors (1)
Keith made a throat-cutting gesture and lowered his voice and said, "Now that I've taken care of most things, those who know too much will never speak. Just give me a few more moments, join General Shangji and a few of them, that's the big thing, and I'm sure I'll cover most of it. ”
Wu Zhengnan asked, “So? ”
“So just go to the military and wait for the tears to come out, and we'll have to take care of it. By then everything will be dead and the bosses above the Expeditionary Force will be able to speak for us, and you will be able to get out of HQ safely. As can be seen from this incident, the Imperial Army does not want to be too hard on the Expeditionary Army. ”
Wu Zhengnan smiled and said: "Yeah, the Expeditionary Army is, after all, a barrier to the Empire's everlasting continent. I have also heard that the situation has recently become somewhat uneven. ”
“Not too peaceful is a good thing! Only if the situation is not peaceful will the elders above think of our benefits. ”
Wu Zhengnan waved and said: "Okay, Qi, I don't have to say it anymore, I know what to do. And you're going to clean everything up, and if the military lords come down again, don't let them see anything they shouldn't. From now on, anyone in Division 7, any material, can use it at will. ”
“Don't worry, I'll take care of it. ”
Wu Zhengnan nodded and Qisi Achievement was ready to withdraw.
Wu Zhengnan suddenly asked, "What about the old street? ”
Keith stopped at his feet and thought about it and said, "Nothing's happening. ”
The Old Street is the most mixed neighborhood in Black River City. Wu Zhengnan has a private channel for a long time, but even Qi Shicheng occasionally only manages to pass things on and off with it. He doesn't even know the details, let alone where the other end is connected. However, the Old Street has been quite calm in recent days, and in these windy days, no movement is good news.
Wu Zhengnan nodded again and stopped talking, so Qi Zhengnan made this retreat.
At the end of the corridor, Keith stopped and glanced back, revealing a glimmer of insidiousness, "I will make sure that the old men see what they" should "see. ”
In the office, Wu Zhengnan stared at the city. There's no movement. Is he planning on keeping Ming Cheol safe again? Tomorrow, just one more day.
He suddenly laughed, his voice was light, but with a little madness, "Even if I could get out of the army, would I really be safe? By then, my seventh division probably didn't know who was going to get it, but it wouldn't be me. Such an end... heh, heh. ”
In Black Stream City, the Wei family and the Angels of the Folding Wings rented half a block, while Thousand Nights searched for a small, independent house nearby. He didn't want to have too much contact with the Folding Angel people. In addition, his blood qi evolved more and more strangely. Although he didn't need to avoid Wei Futian too much, Wei Futian was surrounded by Wei family war generals, so it was more convenient to live alone. Even sent Wei Futian's servants back at night.
In the evening, a personal guard from the Wei family sent a list of news from the town, including recent information on the young seeds and all the loot material.
This group of young people is indeed of good quality, with medicines and rescue provided by the Wei family, and most of the wounded can be fully recovered. By the count, fewer than two hundred people actually died in the entire war, and more than a hundred other underage boys and girls were mostly undamaged. This is a better number than Thousand Nights expected.
After clearing the battlefield, the captured Expeditionary Army weapons and equipment could be armed by at least half a regiment, while the fifteenth division reacted very rapidly and a compensation programme had been proposed. They will hand over a small town of thousands of people, plus a black stone mine in the town and a small iron ore with a small amount of red crystalline iron, and pledge to help coordinate their defences over the course of the year. In other words, as long as Division 15 still exists, the town will be safe for the next year.
This is an extremely rich and sincere condition, and it is clear that the fifteenth division has smelled something unusual. The compensation was originally given to the Wei family, but Wei broke Tian's hand waved and transferred it to Thousand Nights with great luxury.
In addition, the escort brought a message that the fifteenth division handed over Wei Cheng and his family. As for Wei Cheng's whereabouts, the escort did not specify. However, the punishment for the betrayal of his family members has always been extremely harsh. Wei Cheng will not only be executed himself, but his family will also be difficult to escape. Whether or not his relatives and friends will be further involved will depend on the findings of the Wei family investigation.
The seeds are still living at the mining site of Far East Heavy Industries. We don't know how to settle them for a thousand nights. We can only wait until Wu Zhengnan's affairs are over. If we don't clean this up, I'm afraid something will happen as soon as these young people leave the Wei family's sphere of influence. Not only for the sake of silence, the Dark Races would also be of great interest to them, and the temptation of a dozen blood seeds, a Dark Count, would be difficult to reject.
As soon as Wei's guard left, he entered the quiet room for a thousand nights and began training.
During this battle, although he no longer sucked blood directly, purple and gold gas automatically penetrated, drawing blood from his body. This rate of uptake is very slow compared to direct blood-sucking, but over time it has also accumulated a considerable amount. A thousand nights can only use the powerful force impact of the knockout technique to stimulate blood gas to protect the gut, gradually draining the excessive amount of blood in the body.
Once practicing begins, half the night will soon pass. Adequate blood gas protection is now in place, the knack of the thousand nights has run smoothly to thirty-five rounds, and has not caused much physical damage. So he decided to raise the routine to 35 rounds, so that in less than two months, he could hit the sixth force node.
By the end of the exercise, it was past midnight. Standing up at night to move his body, he felt that it was still full of bloating, like a full force, but it was a physical illusion, meaning that there was still too much blood in his body.
However, the ordinary blood gas in dark red seems to have subsided, no longer absorbing the power of blood and retracting all the cardiac bursts. Thousands of nights have a premonition of not knowing where it came from, and in a matter of days it will evolve into a second advanced blood gas.
Thousands of nights have now adapted to coexist with these gases, sometimes manipulating them, sometimes doing something automatically. Fortunately, so far, the blood has not been able to control him. Whether you want it or not, this is the status quo.
The night was deep and peaceful. Black River City, which has also been active day and night, is somehow particularly quiet and perhaps the city's people feel unusual, instinctively reducing outings.
Thousands of nights went to the window and looked into the sky, and the stars were intermittent, with a huge black field. It's not the night, it's the shadow of the upper continent. It's up to you to look at the sky on the upper continent before you realize the difference.
During the spring hunt, the favorite thing to do in the thousands of nights was to find a deserted place to sit quietly and look up at the stars. In this world, being able to see starfights is also a symbol of identity. Now back to eternal night, a thousand nights will habitually look into the night sky, and every time that happens, it will be remembered the extraordinarily brilliant galaxy of the upper continent.
The night is still long, and perhaps due to excessive blood, the night has not been sleepy. He spreads his tools on the long table and starts taking care of his weapons. First Eagle Strike, then Twins.
But when I wiped this famous pair of short guns, which also caused me a lot of trouble, I suddenly felt a little strange at night. This is very powerful for the gun, but as his blood temper improves, he increasingly feels that his hands are not feeling right when using it, which is a kind of stagnation, as if using the wrong method.
However, in terms of gun principle, there is no essential difference between blood and human force guns, which are used to input the force and can be fired as long as the force array can be activated.
Thousands of nights, however, I feel like I'm not using a pair of activation methods, otherwise the two guns themselves are defective. He studied over and over again, trying to manipulate different blood gases to start, and then the more he felt that there seemed to be something missing from the 'twins’, maybe a special part, maybe a special dark force or blood vector.
Shaking his head for a thousand nights, he lowered his peanuts and picked up his shiny teeth. On the battlefield, at the height of his blood, he occasionally instantly provoked a knife a meter long. It turns out that this is the true power of a war-general weapon. The outer blade mantle is similar to the force that condenses into a substance, and is also lethal, equivalent to a mass weapon of war.
He wiped his shiny teeth, and the path under his fingertips looked so smooth and delicate that it seemed like it could feel the force turning into a million threads, flowing slowly inside. It's hard to believe how a blood artisan creates such dense lines.
The next day was a very calm day, and his small building was uninterrupted all day, except for the Wei family's personal guard, who came to provide some supplies for the thousand nights. Continuing to cultivate the technique of troop hunting for a thousand nights to consume the power of blood in your body.
When he walked out of the quiet room again, it was midnight again.
All of a sudden I heard a very slight sharp whistle in my ears, and it suddenly burst into my heart. That's his alarm device in the yard, and once someone breaks in, it makes this slight, but extremely penetrating sound.
Whistling stops and sounds like someone is leaping into the yard one after the other. And the same voice spacing means that this is a disciplined and well-trained army. Yet the night frowned and he could not feel the smell of those people. With his current abilities, it is only on top of the war that there is no trace at all.
At night, he picked up his shiny teeth and stepped out, pushing open the door. There are people in the yard, quite frankly, who are very familiar with a thousand nights.