Mei Ang looked at Gu Yesheng for a long time, his brows suddenly softened.

The look in his eyes is like looking at his finally adult child, relieved and relieved: "A Sheng, you have really grown up."

The simple words fell in his ears, causing Gu Yesheng's body to shake slightly.

May Ang seemed to have not noticed the defunct relationship between them, and his long tone of voice was just like the long conversation when they met each time: "When I first met the child named Yi Jiamu, I I have realized that his appearance may become a variable in all my plans. Obviously, my intuition is not wrong. It seems that after that, all the obstructions of the plan cannot be separated from him."

"Or, is this God destined?" He smiled lowly, "Destined to let him appear in your life, destined to make him a different existence."

Gu Yesheng's eyelashes drooped for a few minutes, without speaking.

May Ang seemed to relax completely, took two steps forward, and slowly narrowed their distance: "Since he appeared, I can clearly feel that many things are starting to get out of control, so I can’t wait to wait. Plan ahead. But it turns out that I was a little too anxious after all."

His tone gradually stretched a little bit, and it sounded a bit regretful: "A Sheng, you should have been closer to what I wanted. In this way, you can also suffer a lot less."

Gu Yesheng fixedly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man before him. After a long silence, he slowly moved the corners of his mouth.

However, before I had time to say anything, I only felt that an invisible curtain seemed to be caught in the field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, the entire image of May Ang in the field of vision began to blur.

It's an ability!

Gu Yesheng quickly understood, but what followed was an extreme sense of suffocation.

He thought that the physical and mental torture of the past few days was enough to make him feel completely desperate for this man.

What I never expected was that at this moment, I still could still feel that kind of heart-wrenching feeling.

When the palms were held tightly together, the pain after the wound was torn suddenly dragged him from the chaos back to reality.

Just such a moment of sobriety was enough for Gu Yesheng to find the only crack in such layers of mist.

When Gu Yesheng's hands were tightly locked to his throat, the expression in Me Ang's eyes finally completely turned into a pale: "Sure enough, you still have found a way to deal with the backlash."

Without warning, at the same time, the siren suddenly sounded, suddenly tearing the surrounding silence.

It seems that the announcement of the end of the countdown is like the verdict of the final trial.

Obviously, after so many years of dealings and operations, the coalition government has resulted in all its forces and finally found this hidden place buried in the noise.

After all, he still failed to win this time race.

All the painstaking preparations, since then, seem to have been sentenced to waste.

However, Mayang seemed to have not noticed such a change at all.

The entire floor has inevitably become chaotic.

And his gaze flicked over the sticky blood that had just fallen on the ground, and he looked at Gu Yesheng calmly, kind and pitying: "But, it's late, you know what, A Sheng, it's late... "

Gu Yesheng couldn't remember how he got out of the confinement room.

The frantically beating picture in his mind made him a little confused between reality and blur.

Is Mayon dead?Or just simply fell into a coma...

This was the first time he used his abilities to this respected elder, and it was the last time.

The counter-effect of his ability allowed him to clearly see the scene of the planet's destruction, majestic and brilliant.

This is a completely different picture from when he came into contact with Shin Ling.

May Ang's emotions were far less precipitated than what he showed, but the emotional conflict for a moment was already full of excessive and complete abandonment and despair of the world.

Sometimes, only destruction can bring about rebirth.

This is a paranoid, crazy, and irreplaceable idea that will only emerge after you no longer have any expectations for the world.

Undoubtedly, a process of extreme destruction and then completely melted all the dust.

However, who would have thought that the initial weak source of such madness was merely a humble longing for the most ordinary life.

The ruler's mistakes were doomed from the beginning.

When Gu Yesheng went out, the aisles outside had already fallen into chaos.

The figures came and went in a hurry, and occasionally bumped into a group of hurried members of the organization. Under Gu Yesheng's beast-like violence, everything seemed so vulnerable.

After eliminating the supernatural weapons in his hands, after all, they were just ordinary humans.

He just walked out in a muddle-headed manner.

I don't remember how many people were solved, and I don't know what else I will encounter.

The frantically clamoring thoughts in his mind made him unable to tell for a while whether such excessive desperation came from Mayang or from himself.

The sirens still beeping crazily in my ears, clearly close at hand, but far away, as if in another dimension, shaking my mind.

The wound in his palm that had just been pierced by the thorn on the tail ring had become scabs again, and he held it in his hand carefully, letting the bursts of dizziness overflow.

In this building full of Arbiter members, there is almost no time to let down one's guard.

He has stayed in this place for too long, he must go back as soon as possible.

Gu Yesheng's chest vaguely rushed twice, after forcibly placing his retching desire, he raised his head and glanced at the door number of the "master control room".

Taking a deep breath, he lifted his leg and kicked in.

No one thought that Arbiter, who had been searching for no results for many years by the coalition government, was hiding in the most luxurious commercial district of Zulfa Star.

All the surrounding residents have been transferred. Yang Xingwen stood in the master control cabin, looking at the towering luxury building in the distance, and his expression was also complicated: "Meang, it is really dare!"

Across the field of vision, several violent explosions have been heard in the empty streets.

Immediately afterwards, countless gunpowder smoke from all corners of the entire area.

The originally drunken city seemed to be bursting with splendid fireworks, one piece after another, making the eyes painful.

The device communicator flickered twice, and intelligence from the front line came one after another: "Report Mr. Yang, the bottom of the Lingdun Building has been successfully captured, and we are now preparing to continue to advance to the top!"

"Report, go to the fourth floor and find nothing unusual!"

"Report, the tenth floor has been successfully defeated, all Arbiter members chose to self-destruct, no one is left!"

"report……"

...

"The report says that the forty-eight-story building seems to have been cleared in advance... well, it has been confirmed that there is no death, and the cause of the coma... is unknown.

"Report, now...close to the top...unknown enemy defense...facilities, our side...the journey is difficult."

"Whether to take special...operations, please, cough, cough cough, cough cough cough, please instruct..."

The boy who was standing in front of the French window suddenly looked back.

Yang Xingwen also realized what had happened, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyebrows.

I thought that I was destined to experience a fierce battle of unpredictable life and death. Who could have imagined that the interior of the building had changed before they arrived.

As for the source of this change, it is likely to be...

Just as he was about to say something, Yi Jiamu had already stepped out and walked outside: "I will go and see."

Yang Xingwen's heart jumped and he grabbed him: "Can't go, it's too dangerous!"

The corners of Yi Jiamu's lips pressed tightly: "He is waiting for me."

Yang Xingwen refused to give up: "You don't know what's going on inside!"

Yi Jiamu was unexpectedly calm: “First, Arbiter’s reserves are all power weapons, which are not threatening to me; second, if Gu Yesheng’s ability goes out of control, you should know better than me what the result will be. In the vanguard, no one can bear the responsibility; third, although I am just an ordinary student, if something happens to Gu Yesheng due to the current hesitation, I...do not guarantee that I can continue to calm down."

Having said that, he took a deep breath, and said one by one: "So, please let go."

Yang Xingwen's body shook slightly, and under such indifferent gaze, he subconsciously released the strength in his hand.

Seeing Yi Jiamu strode out of the meteor, he recovered, and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and conveyed the only command that could be made so far: "Stay on the spot!"

Only Yi Jiamu knew that he was far from being as calm as he showed.

From the moment Arbiter's clean-up action started, his whole heart has always been there.

Under excessive tension, I couldn't even feel the sudden heartbeat for a while.

When he got off the aircraft, Yi Jiamu only felt cold in his limbs.

He showed the pass card quickly and incomparably. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the stunned sight cast by others, and rushed into the building without stopping.

The surroundings of the entire building have been restricted by Arbiter. Except for the stalled elevators, all high-altitude aircraft cannot be approached under the obstruction of the magnetic field. The only way to reach the upper floors is to climb stairs.

In the spiral staircase is a white wall.

In the silence, Yi Jiamu climbed up layer by layer, and he could clearly hear his heavier and heavier breathing.

Gradually, he didn't remember how many floors he had climbed. He just numbly looked at the numbers gradually beating around the corner, as if he could not feel the exhaustion from his body at all.

Finally, the uniform uniform of the joint forces appeared in the field of vision.

These people had already received instructions from Yang Xingwen, and quickly stepped aside after seeing Yi Jiamu.

Yi Jiamu took a low breath and didn't look at them too much. He went straight through the crowd and walked deep into the floor.

The top floor of the building was much quieter than he thought.

Along the way, one after another can see members of the organization lying unconscious on the side of the road.

The pale and distorted expressions of each of them were dazzling and hideous, but on the contrary, Yi Jiamu's hanging heart was vaguely soothed.

Out of tension, he could feel his heartbeat accelerating a bit.

There was no time to take care of the sorrow and sorrow coming from his legs, and he quickly accelerated his pace.

The sound of breathing and heartbeat merge quietly.

Yi Jiamu searched aimlessly everywhere, and continued to search.

The dim corridor was gleaming with dim lights, and the door that was open at the end showed a faint light.

Far away, the sound of keystrokes can be faintly heard.

Yi Jiamu felt his breathing inevitably stagnate for a moment, and his fast pace suddenly instinctively slowed down.

He walked carefully to the door step by step in this way, and when he looked up, he saw the tall and slender figure in front of the console.

After so many days of sleeplessness, Yi Jiamu's original spirit has long been used to such a state of high tension.

However, the mask that had always been calm and steady was uncontrollably fragmented in such a glance.

As if he felt the sight falling on his back, Gu Yesheng paused slightly when he operated the instrument.

Under excessive vigilance, he turned around instinctively. The moment his violent and gloomy eyes were able to see the incoming person, he also stopped there.

He seemed to suspect that he had an illusion. He opened his mouth to say something, only to find that his overly dry throat was a little difficult to pronounce at this time.

Yi Jiamu's eyes were already red, and at this time he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

After staring at each other for a long time, he suddenly rushed to the front, opened his hands and hugged Gu Yesheng, his voice was muted: "It's okay, let's go home."

The author has something to say: Well, go back to your home.

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PS. Digression: Cry to me!