Chapter 654 Chapter 651 · "At least cherish yourself."

  Su Mingan stared at Peg who was approaching.

  Rongyuan really had a lot of tricks to dress up Peg like Lu Shu, but Su Mingan only felt sick when he saw this imitation coming towards him.

   "Go away." Su Mingan said in a low voice.

  Peg didn't hear it, and continued to walk forward. His black and white Hanfu was embroidered with cranes and bamboo leaves, and the style was exactly the same as that of Lu Shu in the past.

   When the people around him saw it, they all held their breaths, and many people froze their smiles.

  Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

   Seeing this, Peg immediately reached out his hand, as if he wanted to squeeze his hand—

   "Clap", a soft sound.

  Su Ming'an's index finger was in front of Peg's forehead, and there was a faint light of darkness flickering.

  Peg's cold sweat slid down with a "swish", his legs and feet were weak, and he lay on the ground and couldn't stand up. There was a clear cracked mark on the forehead.

  The hall was silent.

Beside   , Andrews of the Liberty Alliance glanced at Peg, smiled casually and continued to chat with Su Mingan about the war, as if nothing had happened.

  Peg got up in embarrassment, lowered his head and ran out the door.

   Rongyuan was waiting outside the gate with a gloomy face. Next to it was a swimming pool with water and a bunch of sun umbrellas. The environment was very thoughtful.

   "You came out so quickly, he rejected you?" Rongyuan said coldly.

   "He doesn't like Whitehair at all, he almost killed me!" Peg yelled.

   Rongyuan hurriedly covered his mouth, but luckily there was no one around except for some patrolling guards.

   "Strange, doesn't this method work?" Rongyuan whispered: "It's impossible for him not to like Bai Mao, everyone says he likes it. You must be too contrived."

   He mused and left here with Peg.

   "Pfft." With a soft sound, a head slowly emerged from the swimming pool.

  The blond-haired Edward quietly stared at the leaving lava, he climbed out of the swimming pool and jumped out like a ghost.

  …

  Su Ming'an didn't want to participate in this banquet. Whether it was before or now, he hated this kind of relative gathering.

   He was used to seeing people's cold eyes. When his father died, those relatives who used to greet him with a smile all avoided him like a plague god. When he was very young, he understood that even blood and kinship consisted of interests.

   Just like now, this is a dinner party for Aktor to wash away the dust, but it is just a confrontation between power and interests, and he has heard countless temptations.

   The cup in his hand was always empty, and the others did not dare to force him to drink, but only secretly inquired about the close-up view of Doomsday City.

   This group of people is impure, and some even have the idea of ​​overthrowing the City of Doomsday. After all, the technology he gave these people has been digested almost, and some people think about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Before he had leaked a lot of sophisticated technology, he was waiting for someone to turn against him.

  Suddenly, a strong smell of wine came to me.

   "Cough, cough..."

   He took a step back, his face flushed from choking.

He raised his eyes. It was a white-haired woman in a gold-trimmed evening dress. Her long dress was as dazzling as shimmering gold, as if she had added all the jewels. Halo wine.

   "City Lord Akto." She blushed: "Why don't you drink? Come, I'll pour you a glass..."

   She is the lord of the ninth city, Herax. The ninth city where she is located was originally the ninth district of the gods' camp. Later, all the 1st to 10th districts were built, and she became the lord of the city, and her status has risen.

  The Ninth City is an important place. There are several ore sources that are in short supply in Doomsday City, and it is the main trading object of Doomsday City. If the face is torn between the two, Doomsday City will not only be cut off from the supply of resources, but will also suffer a counterattack from its original allies.

   Now that the total war has just started, the ninth city has an ambiguous attitude, and it is very likely to betray the **** camp and become an ally of the doomsday city.

   Therefore, Herax knew that she had enough capital, so how could this Asa Aktor be famous during the Cataclysm of the Century? He must not dare to offend her now.

   She stared at the city lord written in the history book very early. He looked too clean and calm, and his appearance was particularly charming in her eyes.

   Seeing Su Mingan's face blushing from choking, and even the water in her eyes, she felt more and more soul-stirring about this scene, he was prettier than the eight lovers in her villa area.

   When a person is blessed with various auras, he is regarded as a god. Then pulling the gods down is a very interesting thing.

   "City Lord Herax, the teacher doesn't drink alcohol." Tretia blocked Su Ming'an like a chicken.

   "What's the matter with the communication between our city masters?" Heracles raised her red lips, her eyes were full of aggression and ambition.

   She shoved her hand through her beige hair and pushed her away. Teretia's face flushed, but she couldn't make a move. This was a social occasion, and she couldn't attack Herax for her own selfish desires.

   "Asa." Heracles even called out an affectionate address unscrupulously. She got close to Su Ming'an, and the people around her immediately retreated. No one dared to stop the mighty Ninth City Lord.

"As long as you drink this glass of wine, the Sisi Legion in the Ninth City is at your disposal." Heracles' white wrist tilted, and the fresh red wine flowed into Su Ming'an's empty glass, under the golden glass lamp. Glittering blood-like color.

  Tretia stood on the spot, extremely anxious, but did not dare to go forward.

  Su Ming'an glanced at the light in Herax's eyes, and then glanced at the red wine glass in his hand.

   There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this glass of wine, but it is definitely not poisonous. Herax dare not poison him. If Doom City wants to kill her and break the net, Ninth City will also be destroyed.

  So, if the inside is not poisonous…

  Su Mingan looked up.

   Those who have always claimed to be his partners have retreated a long way for fear of being affected. Even the deputy leader of the Freedom Alliance, who had a good chat with him just now, stood aside with a smile, not intending to intervene.

  In the distance, Lu Chao glanced at Yueyue next to her, while Yueyue was looking at her brother Che, Che looked at Xia Cheng for help, Xia Sheng looked at Xi again...

   People passed a series of gazes, you look at me, I look at you, but no one can stand up.

   They don't have the "right" status to break that wine bottle.

   Some players gloat over the misfortune, and some "heavyweight" players can't wait to push Herax away for them.

  Herax's hand painted with red nails stopped on the edge of the red wine glass, she held the wine glass between her fingers, and the edge of the glass was close to Su Ming'an's lips.

"A glass of wine is worth a hundred thousand troops." Herax whispered: "You are a 'human hero'. For the sake of the war situation and more people's lives, you should not be reluctant to drink this glass of wine... Am I very unattractive? ? Why are you so hesitant?"

   She looked at the hesitation in his eyes admiringly, his dark gray eyes looked good to her.

  Su Ming'an is indeed hesitating, but not whether he wants to drink this glass of wine.

   He was hesitating—what exactly was going to blast Herax's head right now. Let her go back, take out a lot of high-end weapons at night, and join everyone to bomb the Ninth City.

   He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the wine glass.

   And in the eyes of everyone, it was him who reached out his hand to take that wine glass—

   "Looks like you really like Bai Mao, you even drink this kind of wine."

   A cold voice came out out of nowhere, and a hand suddenly appeared on Herax's head, grabbed her white hair, and slammed it!

   "Boom!"

   Hercules was slammed to the ground by this hand, coughing up blood, and a large amount of source immediately appeared on her body, wanting to resist. However, a golden blade descended from the top of Liuli, penetrated her shoulder fiercely, and stabbed her to the ground.

   "Ahhh-" Horax screamed, blood spilling out of her shoulders, staining the ground red.

  A figure slowly condensed in the brilliance, his other hand just pinched the body of the red wine glass thrown by Heracles, and his posture was extremely elegant.

   Su Mingan knew who this was when he saw this pretense-like appearance.

   Every time this person appears, he has to make a radiant appearance.

   "Isn't it a ninth city, and it is worth your sacrifice of heroes?" Su Rin sneered, looking around at the silent people: "It's only a hundred thousand troops, and I can pay for it alone."

   "Then drink it." Su Ming'an said.

  Su Rin's sudden appearance disrupted his thoughts, and he wanted to catch some more people with ghosts. His shadow's state is resistant, and even if he drinks alcohol, ordinary drugs won't bring him down.

  Su Rin stared at him and poured red wine into Herax's mouth with his backhand.

   "The world doesn't need you to work so hard yet." Su Rin pointedly pointed: "At least you must cherish yourself, the situation has not yet reached the point where you will be betrayed."

   On the ground, Herax began to twist and turn, the scene was extremely hot to the eyes.

   "Drag her down and lock her up." Su Rin said coldly.

  The people present looked at each other, but no one listened to him.

   "Do as he says." Su Ming'an said.

   Immediately, a waiter came from the door and dragged Herax away, leaving a long trail of blood.

   After this incident, Su Mingan had no intention of staying any longer, and several collaborators also looked embarrassed. Su Mingan simply said a few words and then left the stage early.

  The cold wind on the roof blew his black hair, and he leaned on the railing and looked down at the city that had changed greatly in the past 10 years.

   Under the shadow of the night, the 132-story Times Central Building was gradually built, and the light rail was also being laid out. He saw a lot of resource reserve towers, training and construction fields, and bus stops with green lights.

  In the distance, the blue barrier flashed with light, and the outer city of Doomsday City was being recovered. Hundreds of thousands of people in this city live a busy life.

   After what happened just now, he felt extremely unfamiliar with the current city of doom.

   When he needed someone, no one could stand by his side.

   At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and Su Rin walked slowly behind him.

   "The Second City is under my control, and it will always support Doomsday City." Su Rin said, "Doomsday City is now in trouble both internally and externally. If you don't know how to use power, I'll teach you how to deal with these power struggles."

   "Why do you want to help me?" Su Mingan asked.

   "I can't stand it." Su Rin said: "I can't stand those who take refuge in the invaders."

   "No excuses."

   "Don't be narcissistic, I will help you, it has nothing to do with you, just because you are the leader of the freedom camp." Su Rin said.

   "Okay." Su Ming'an said.

  The two were silent for a while.

   "About the third-line time flow of the ninth world, the information I currently know is..." Su Mingan told Su Rin the clue and wanted to ask his opinion.

  Su Rin thought for a while after listening.

   "Su Ming'an." He said, "Have you ever heard of the concept of a two-dimensional world?"

   "A world on paper? A parallel world?"

   "Have you considered these three timelines, 32 years in Kaiusta, 72 years in the laboratory, and 102 years in the City of Measurement—they might not be in the same dimension?" Su Rin asked.

  Su Ming'an was shocked. He thought that the third-line time was complicated enough, but he did not expect that Su Rin also proposed the concept of different dimensions. In this way, time and space are intertwined... and then do a multiplication, how complicated should this world be?

   "I don't know much about this. I will try again." Su Mingan said.

   "Then tonight, let's shovel the Ninth City first to avoid future troubles." Su Rin suddenly said: "Otherwise, the white hairs for you will be endless."

   "Just me?" Su Mingan asked.

"enough."

"Too."

  …

   into the night.

  The Ninth City welcomed two uninvited guests.

  The night of the city is illuminated by the dazzling gold like day, and countless brilliant rays of light fall from the sky.

   After Su Mingan covered the space and killed the deputy city lord of the ninth city, he pushed open the window and saw Su Rin outside as if setting off golden fireworks.

   He raised his hand.

   A floating cannon resembling a transparent jellyfish appeared behind him, aiming at the central tower of the Ninth City where the symbol of the gods was built.

   "Boom!"

   There was a loud noise, the god's badge shattered in the light, and the mechanical army fell like reaping wheat.

  Su Rin fell to the ground and waved at him, the pink shadow shrugging slightly on her shoulders.

   (end of this chapter)