"Yes, that's it, that's right!"

"This is a complete rebirth!"

The original photo shouted, becoming more and more excited, just amidst the fierce cheers and encouragement of the subordinates, he plugged the microphone over again: "Come, tell everyone, your goals and your plans for the new quarter! You have to contribute to the company , How much value do you want to create for the business department? How long do you plan to work overtime this month?!"

"I……"

Huai Shi looked down at the microphone that was in front of him, and stopped talking, "I..."

He was distracted again, but I don't know why, but this time, it seemed that some kind of power had risen from his chest, unfamiliar and familiar, pushing him, and said the words in his heart: "I don't want to work overtime."

He said: "I want to go home."

"..."

Silence, silence.

Yuan Zhao turned his head stiffly, and everyone looked at him blankly.

It's like looking at a madman walking down the street without clothes, no, like looking at an employee who says he doesn't want to work overtime.

Anyway, it's crazy.

Too ridiculous.

So that everyone thinks, is he telling a joke?

"I'm not kidding, I want to go home, sleep well, wash my face, shave my beard, and think about who I am."

Huai Shi is still talking, instinctive, persistent, and wants to speak out the words that are constantly emerging in her heart: "I want to think about what is going on in this world.

And, you, you, are there any problems—"

Just like taking off his down jacket and leather jacket in the scorching heat, in the ease of relief, he asked suspiciously:

"Do you still think that you haven't lived long enough? Or don't you have enough conscience? Why do you want to apply for guts mortgage to those who can't change the loan? Why don't you ignore the protesters downstairs? Why are you going crazy in this way? Where to climb up?"

"Do you all have a brain disease?"

Regardless of whether their brains are sick or not, Huai Shi feels that she must be crazy, but the feeling of being crazy is so refreshing, as if she is crawling out of a quagmire.

It doesn't matter if you will be expelled, it doesn't matter if you get kicked out of the rental house to beg for food.

He must speak.

Say what you want to say most in your heart.

"And you—"

Huai Shi grabbed the microphone of the original photo, not letting him let go, looked back at the frozen face, and asked every word: "You're **** your mother!"

Without waiting for him to speak, Huaishi raised her fist straightforwardly and smashed it on that daunting face.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The original photo came down with a nosebleed and fell to the sky.

In the dead silence, only Huai Shi's refreshing breath left.

He wanted to do it a long time ago.

No, he didn't just want to do that.

More than the original photo.

Huai Shi turned her head and looked around at the shocked colleagues, their work stations, the company in front of them, and the bustling and disgusting world outside the window.

That kind of inexplicable disgust came to my heart.

He wanted to completely smash everything in front of him!

It's like flattening a grandiose fortress made of sand...

Everything is so ridiculous.

As if just stretched out your hand and exerted gentle force.

boom!

A huge tearing sound burst from under their feet.

The earth shook abruptly, and the surrounding tall buildings shuddered to shake off countless dust.

Explosion, suddenly!

The loud noise spread along with the violent vibration, making Huaishi's eyes black, staggering back, and she saw a deep crack spreading from under her feet, towards the wall, and climbing up to the ceiling.

The huge French windows shattered in the shock, and the walls fell off with the floor slabs and smashed into the crowd in the square below.

A sorrowful cry and a horrified roar sounded.

"Help, help—"

Everyone subconsciously held the solid objects or pillars beside them, only Huai Shi was still sitting on the ground, looking around in panic, looking out the window.

In the sky, the airship still shines.

But in the gaze of the illusion, the clear sky has turned into a **** color, the crying is mixed with the alarm, and the words of the ‘awakened signal’ appearing are repeated constantly.

And just under the **** sky, the airship slowly lowered between the buildings, and once again emerged a weird look like a giant eye.

Deadly, staring at...

Own?

Huaishi was sluggish, backing away in a rush, but she felt that one eye was still staring at her, sullen and cold, as if she was looking... at the food?

What the hell? !

what happened!

From yesterday to today, there are too many incredible things.

So much that he is numb.

Even, unable to think.

Soon, a police siren sounded.

The guards of the sacred capital roared out from the sky while driving the aircraft in the rhythm like a hymn, and descended from the sky along the cracks in the wall.

Heavy armor, burly figure, and faithful face almost carved out of a mold.

The look that made people feel at ease in the past is completely different in Huai Shi's eyes.

Scarlet halo, strange flesh and blood wings, and even solemn armor carved with twisted faces, with exactly the same golden masks.

It's like... an angel?

"Help, help me!"

The colleague who had reacted rushed over and hugged the guards' thighs, but the guards were still expressionless, but raised the huge guns in their hands and slowly pressed them against the dull face.

"Pursuing the Supreme Law, recast your soul and other souls--"

Pull the trigger.

boom!

The blood was flying.

Everyone stared at all this blankly, and fled in fear.

But the guards didn't care, they just pulled the trigger step by step, moved forward methodically, and started the massacre.

Amidst the terrible sound, loud noises burst out continuously, as if the floor was rapidly collapsing.

Huai Shi sat down on the ground, watching all this in confusion.

It's hard to understand.

Why did everything suddenly change...

What is going on in this world?

"Huai Shi, Huai Shi?!"

Someone was shouting, pulling at his collar: "Dead, everyone is dead!"

It is the original photo.

There was still a nosebleed on his face.

But the look in his eyes seemed to be different from what he remembered, becoming a little brighter.

"Run, Huai Shi!"

He pulled Huai Shi without moving, and was furious: "What are you doing in a daze? Let Lao Tzu give two punches? Get up and run!"

"But...but..."

Amid the severe headache, Huai Shi looked at him blankly, "That's right, isn't it?"

"What the **** are you talking about?"

The original photo feels like he has seen a ghost.

But Huai Shi had a natural look on his face, even he himself felt that he had seen a ghost.

But at this moment, he really felt from the bottom of his heart that it was wrong.

"if……"

He suppressed his fear, and said with a trembling, "What should they do if we run away?"

Those colleagues.

Those innocent...

The original photo felt that this idiot was already crazy!

But when that sentence blurted out, Huaishi felt the severe pain in his skull burst out again.

It's as if the chicks of Asuka had broken their shells. Something broke free from the shackles. It was difficult, a little bit, to return to this world.

Use his face, his will, and his soul to say to him:

"We have to, we have to..."

Huai Shi twitched, unable to understand herself: "We have to protect them."

Protect?

Protect the neuroses who don't have a conscience at all and send visceral loans to minors and the elderly?

But why should I protect others?

He is already unable to protect himself.

"Damn sick!"

In a short moment, the original photo finally understood, took a step back, glared at him bitterly, turned around, and rushed away.

Only Huai Shi sat on the spot alone, watching the massacre spreading forward weakly.

I want to hold up my body.

But my legs can't stand up...

A huge shadow enveloped his face, and the black hole of the gun bore against his face, sounding an alarm.

"Awakener Huaishi, confirm!"

The guard of the Holy Capital said indifferently: "It will be erased!"

At that moment, he pulled the trigger...

Bang!

In the loud noise, the blood burst, splashing on the wall.

As for the heavy guard of the Holy Capital, the headless body fell to the sky in front of Huai Shi, and a muffled sound attracted the attention of all the guards.

When Huai Shi looked back in surprise, she saw the original photo.

He is back!

It's a pity that it was taken back by someone else, and it was in the hands of others, still crying, struggling...

And the motorcycle that broke into the building from the high-level interchange was still spinning frantically, rubbing against the floor.

On the motorcycle, the lady in red was holding the original photo of the cry in one hand, and the huge pistol in the other, with a helmet on top of the muzzle, and smiled at Huai Shi.

"Long time no see, kid!"

She beckoned, "Come here!"

"Three sisters?"

Huai Shi was overjoyed, but when she reacted, she realized that she didn't seem to have seen that face at all, and she couldn't remember...Who is the third sister?

The last three.

An unfamiliar name emerged from my heart.

Is this her name? But who is she...

It was too late to think, he climbed up with his arms and legs, ran wildly, and ran towards the motorcycle in the fierce gunfire behind ~lightnovelpub.net~ He should have been completely shot to pieces in the rain of bullets, but it was on the motorcycle. In the car, Mo San just pulled the trigger at will and intercepted all the bullets that were directed at Huai Shi.

Huai Shi could even see, in the hallucinations, the way the two bullets collided with each other and deformed.

After he recovered, he had already climbed onto the motorcycle.

Then, the original photo of the cry was thrown into his arms.

"Sit down!"

Mosan pulled the hood, the rear wheel of the motorcycle made a huge arc on the ground, turned and pointed it at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, and the roof of another tall building outside.

Amidst the roar of the engine and the scream of Huai Shi, they flew out into the air.

Breaking the glass, crossing the high altitude, falling on the roof almost ignoring gravity, without stopping, accelerating again, jumping flexibly between the tall buildings, and finally falling on the middle-level elevated and merging into the traffic.

However, the guards of the Holy Capital who were chasing behind them did not let them go. Under the bird's eye view, dozens of aircraft were already chasing from mid-air.

Aim at the elevated frame and fire frantically.

Huai Shi screamed, buried her head and hugged Mo San's waist, she didn't dare to look up, and the original photo in the middle didn't dare to move, and she lay down and pretended to be a corpse.

For fear of moving a little, my face will rub against the road below to generate heat...

And a cold and dark thing was stuffed into Huai Shi's hand.

"this is for you."

The last three said: "Are you here to shoot?"

Huai Shi was about to cry.

"I, I won't..."

Compared with the pistol, what is more terrifying is the information that emerged from my mind-the Astronomical Society Survival Manual Type C emergency alchemy pistol β type, caliber 16.3mm, Wangshan modified, added shock absorber, existing standard Dongxia curse ammunition Sixteen shots...

What the hell!