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Seven hundred and thirty-eight chapters to kill the executive officer of Hewei - Akto.(1/2)

8:45 pm, Doomsday City, Outer City, Saint-Europe District.

The rainstorm comes quickly.

As if a god pressed a switch in the night, heavy rain poured into the city. The night fell, and a grand drama came to an end.

——People poured out from the underground, breaking the calm. Colorful firelights lit up all over the city.

[Kill his executive officer—Actor!]

[Kill the counterfeit, everyone wants him to die!



Holding banners, people's shadows were dragged long by the colorful lights. They crushed dead branches and the shadow of Mo Lake in the rain, like a sharp sword that went straight into the city.

"Cheng Luohe, you lead the team to dungeon No. 32 to the west. There is no need to stay underground."

"Violet, you are responsible for keeping an eye on those players who behave suspiciously and don't let them cause trouble. If there is any situation, report it to me immediately."

"Dongxu, report your location. Has Noah successfully infiltrated? He is very crucial in our operation. By the way, if you see the counterfeit, you must not fight him head-on..."

Instructions were quickly sent out one after another. In conjunction with the forum intranet of "Team Mu", everyone seemed to have the same brain.

The sound of heavy rain, gunfire, the creaking of iron doors, screams, roars... all kinds of sounds mixed in the heavy rain, like a chaotic symphony.

Xi walked on the street, opened her umbrella, and looked straight out through the heavy rain, as if she could penetrate this rain-covered city.

The strong wind howled and tousled her black hair, causing the hair to rise in the wind like swaying vegetation.

"Have you ever thought about what you would like to do if you lived in peaceful times?" A voice came from the shadows, and a pink fox solidified in the shadows.

"I've thought about it," Xi said, "Maybe I can open a grocery store and specialize in making luozi. I can make many, many, red, yellow, green, purple..."

There was a bright red tube lying on the palm of her hand. Ever since Xiao Shuai became a stranger 6 years ago, her tube had not been sent out once. The strange Xiao Shuai always looked at her coldly, as if he were a bird.

Ant.

"Your handsome boy asked me to inform you, and help him overthrow the Doomsday City." Xiao Ai rolled up her big fluffy tail and jumped onto her shoulders: "You're not still worried about an impostor, are you?

"

Xi was stunned for a moment, and Tong Kong finally showed its luster:

"You mean... the city lord for the past six years is not Xiao Shuai?"

"Yes." Xiao Ai said seriously: "You nine seats...should have something different from ordinary people."

Xi touched the back of her neck and said "hmm".

"Okay, come with me..." Xiao Ai's pink and fluffy figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.



8:50 pm, Inner City Control Building, 17th floor.

"drop."

A blond young man wearing a work uniform lowered the brim of his hat and passed by the uniformed personnel who were changing shifts.

A metal card shook out from his sleeve and was accurately attached to the card reader. With a beep, the green light turned on, and he successfully entered an ice-white room that looked like a science fiction movie.

——Center console.

With the help of a job opening in the inner city arranged by Xiaobi, Noah successfully sneaked in.

His fingers swiped across the screen, quickly browsing a file, trying to find the information he needed. White and blue light and shadow reflected on his face, and the holes shone with the luster of data.

He raised his hand and pointed a standard watch at the excuse beside the center console. With a "click" sound, a white transmission progress bar appeared on the screen in front of him.

1%,2%,3%……

The waiting time was extremely anxious. He wiped the sweat from his face nervously, raised his head, and looked out the window of the central control room.

This place is located at a high place, and one can easily overlook the entire city-state - the city-state is filled with dazzling fires, and the bursting points of the fires are everywhere, as if orange-red sparks are igniting in the endless dark wilderness.

The final battle in the dungeon, humanity's final struggle against the gods - the "Hephaestus" plan, has completely begun.

This is most likely the last simulation of Kaiusta. [Tavi] has launched a general attack on the ruined world, and even the city of measurement is in eternal night. If this battle fails, the three dimensions will collapse simultaneously.

The progress bar on the screen advanced to 65%, and Noah suddenly turned around.

A middle-aged man carrying a birdcage and wearing a metallic coat stood outside the door, sealing Noah's exit.

Noah knew this man—Xiao Lin, the new commander of Doomsday City, one of the lackeys of the gods.

Xiaolin did not attack Noah immediately, but just teased the bird in his hand:

"You see, no matter how hard it tries, it can't break through the cage - so why is it struggling?"

Xiaolin's hand reached into the cage and held the bird's wings. The bird kept flapping, almost tearing the wings apart.

He wiped his feathered fingers and regretted: "Even if we want to help it regain freedom, but... when you want to let the bird go, your own hands become a cage."

Noah said unhappily: "Why are you pretending to be guilty? Get out!"

He was most annoyed by riddle people who used things to describe people. He couldn't speak clearly and thought he was very high-ranking.

Of course, except for grandpa, who used things as metaphors for people, which had far-reaching meanings and left him with endless aftertaste.

His hand stayed on the short blade at his waist, and a fierce battle was inevitable.

"Peng!"

The transparent barrier fell, and heat waves and smoke billowed in.

The building seemed to shake violently, and blood-red warning lights flashed around it.



9:02 pm, Doomsday City, Central Government Building, 33rd floor.

Su Mingan's plan is simple.

The first step is to sneak into Central City - he has already achieved this step.

The second step is to order the clone far away in the outside world to commit suicide, and summon a new clone in front of you, so that the clone with the same appearance can lie on the bed instead of him.

In the third step, Su Mingan propped up the hidden space barrier, slipped out of the room, and completed the perfect golden cicada escape.

As for the clone's wishes, it was not within his scope of consideration.

The air with the faint scent of pine poured into his lungs, and was soon covered with a layer of blood smell from the outside world. He held up the hidden barrier in the space, and no one could capture his figure.

This central building has a hollow in the middle and a circular corridor layout around it. From the highest floor, you can see the lowest floor at a glance. Huge surveillance machines exist in every corner. The space is divided into small and airtight spaces with glass walls as boundaries, as if

Each bee's nest eye.

People wear uniforms and shuttle between beehives, like pale and shrunken flowers. Under the heavy rule of the city-state, there are few smiles on people's faces.

It was now time to transfer prisoners, and many prisoners were being escorted past. Each room was made of transparent glass, allowing Su Mingan to have a clear view of the floors. He stayed close to the central area, leaning against the glass fence, observing the terrain in front of him.

"——Please, please let me go, I don't ask for freedom, I just want to live..."

In the queue, the prisoner's screams were like thunder that penetrated several floors, and everyone could hear the emotion in his screams - it was a strong sense of despair and sorrow.

"Tell him to shut up." A small officer said, and the soldier immediately punched the prisoner in the abdomen. The prisoner vomited a mouthful of blood and was quickly dragged away, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

Soon, the cleaning robot started spraying disinfectant, and the ground became as smooth as new, as if nothing had happened.

Group after group of prisoners were escorted to lower floors. Some begged for mercy, some screamed, some cried loudly, and some hit the glass while the guards were not paying attention. Glass fragments flew out in scattered pieces and fell.

Entering the bottomless lower floor is like a light and fire extinguished in the abyss.

The prisoners didn't know what kind of commotion was happening outside. The sound of the heavy rain was too loud, covering up the gunfire that could come in from the outside world. So they died in the eternal night before dawn.

A line of text appeared in front of Su Mingan's eyes, and "Team Mu" was giving him real-time directions.

Su Mingan didn't know who "Team Mu" was. He asked who the other party was, but got no response. "Team Mu"'s reply was cold and quick, like a timed trigger program.



[Team Mu (21:03): Lean 30 degrees to the right, walk 20 meters, and turn right.]



Su Mingan just turned around when she heard a familiar voice:

"——If I obey you and provide you with the situation of Lord Luvis, can you give me my freedom?"

Su Mingan suddenly turned around.

Below, in the area on the 32nd floor, an old man with disheveled hair and wounds all over his body spoke tremblingly to the person escorting him. The bright red like flame in his eyes had faded, and heavy shackles hung from his wrists, like a

An ordinary old man in his twilight years.

"Of course." A red-haired officer responded to him with a smile: "This is your chance to get your freedom, Sen. We originally wanted to secretly execute you tonight, but we didn't want to wait until tomorrow for someone to rescue you. We didn't expect you to die.

Wake up... we can let you go. After all, we also had a brotherhood for a period of time."

"Rongyuan..." Sen called the red-haired officer's name, and then said, "Forget it."

His white and cracked lips opened and then closed tightly. The words "forget it" were full of thin and hoarse despair, which made Su Mingan's eyes tremble slightly.

Saying the words of surrender seemed to have exhausted all Sen's strength and worn away his pride.
To be continued...
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