Before Lian Sheng's eyes turned black, several black shadows passed by his eyes.

She subconsciously wanted to see the time on her brain, but she no longer had any consciousness.

Cornell sat in the back seat of the car with a light brain in his hand and turned his head to look at the flying view outside the window.

The car finally calmed down and there was no more conversation. Cornell reached out to hang up the communication and put his brain away.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Cornell." said the man next to him, "I hope we can have a happy cooperation. And, welcome back."

Cornell blinked without answering.

The car circled around the road and finally stopped in front of a building.

Cornell got out of the car and saw Harry standing in front of him in a hurry.

Harry shouted: "Connell."

Cornell walked towards him and patted him gently on the back of his head.

Harry: "Is this really OK?"

"You won't change your mind anymore. I know you. I won't let you come alone," Cornell said. "I grew up watching you."

“…” Harry corrected, “I grew up together.”

Cornell said: "It's okay for two people. Believe in your own path and go on."

Cornell didn't know what the future would look like, and no one knew it. But he also felt that this might be right.

Maxwell said something right. They are the most determined and the easiest to shake. They are willing to come forward without hesitation for their goals, or they can turn against each other without hesitation.

I won't let go of any hope.

"Please come in." Maxwell stepped back, "Welcome to Glenn Hero."

Several people who were anesthetized woke up in a daze and found that someone was slapping their faces.

Zhao Zhuolu woke up first, but his brain was still a little confused and his limbs were weak. He was sitting on the ground and coming back to his senses.

Several members of the alliance came to take charge of the response, woke them up and gave them the medicine to smell the refreshing spirit.

Lian Sheng sat up and felt dizzy. She immediately touched her light brain.

Thirteen:15.

When they arrived here, it was about twelve:15. Maxwell was robbed at about twelve:20. And they agreed to meet.

It's twelve to thirty.

Lian Sheng lowered his head, raised his hand to hold his forehead, and then slashed his face hard.

The person next to him was startled and asked, "Are you okay?"

Fang Jianchen punched the ground with a hard punch and cursed: "Damn it!"

"Harry?" Ji Ban looked around and shouted, "Harry!"

Lian Sheng got up from the place, gasped for effort, and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Shirui looked up at her with great force.

Ji Ban: "Ah? But they still-"

Lu Ming went away to touch his light brain and said anxiously: "We should contact the alliance first and ask them what they will do next. If you leave now..."

"Let's go!" Lian Sheng said on the verge of endurance, "Let's go, listen to me."

The rescuer said: "We have no time and must leave the port at the specified time. Please board the plane as soon as possible."

Ji Ban pursed his lips and nodded unwillingly.

The rescuers did not ask too much, and silently helped her toward the plane.

Their flight, first went to District 14, and then someone picked them up and headed to the Alliance.

It was very quiet along the way. There were only a few people who were breathing heavily.

Ji Ban still couldn't believe it. Zhao Zhuolu and others sat behind, trying to search for the latest news from the port. They forced themselves to suppress the urge to return immediately to find someone.

Zhou Shirui looked at his brain and wanted to speak, "State victory..."

Lian Sheng leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed his knuckles with his right hand: "I don't know. Don't ask me."

Everyone did not rest along the way, and kept their eyes awake with their eyes open.

They planned dozens of ways to rescue in their minds, the worst result, and then they were rejected one by one.

It's just a worry, it's useless.

The 100-meter flying knife, they were eager to see the 100-meter flying knife. He would definitely have a solution.

It's too messy, my mind is in chaos.

When we arrived at the Alliance District 29, it was late at night. The people who came to pick them up and took them directly to the military base.

The base is brightly lit.

They stepped on the ground and moved forward step by step, and there was a feeling of innocence.

Come back. This is the alliance.

But they didn't all come back.

"Welcome back." Baimi Flying Knife came out to greet him, "Let's have a rest first, you are all tired."

Fang Jianchen stepped forward, approached him, and said quickly: "Maxwell, he--no, Cornell and the others..."

The Hundred-meter flying knife interrupted him, pressed his shoulder and said, "Go and take a rest first. Let's talk about the next thing. OK?"

Stream win stood at the end of the team. The hundred-meter flying knife faced her eyes, and her heart sank a little.

Zhou Shirui kept looking at Lian Sheng and looked over with his eyes. He saw a strange expression on the familiar face of the Hundred-meter Flying Knife.

"Good rest." Baimi Flying Knife patted his men again, "Strange Win, I think we need to talk about it."

Several people looked at Lian Sheng together, with a slight confusion.

Lian Sheng stepped forward, followed the Hundred-meter flying knife, and walked towards the end of the aisle.

The Hundred-meter flying knife pressed the elevator and took her up to the top floor. Then he entered through the stairs and came to the rooftop.

It was night, and the cold wind blew.

Lian Sheng was wearing a thin coat from the port and suddenly shivered.

The Hundred-meter Flying Knife took off her military uniform and gave her the coat. Lian Sheng directly found a place against the wind and sat down against the wall.

The Baimi Flying Knife snorted and ran to her and sat down.

The Hundred-meter flying knife put her clothes on her body and asked, "Why are you angry?"

"If we really agreed to meet at twelve to thirty, then they should be there at twelve to twenty. But you didn't come after an hour." Lian Sheng said, "You reminded me that I didn't understand."

Baimi Flying Dao nodded and said, "Yes. I said that I want to put Maxwell back."

"Not this." Lian Sheng rushed forward, "not just because of this!"

The Hundred-meter flying knife faced her sight and finally lost: "It's worthy of winning streak. I know I can't deceive you."

Baimi Flying Knife put away his smile and said, "He is not a citizen of the alliance. He has no identity in the alliance. He is very important to Glenn. So he chose to stay there..."

Cornell stayed in Glen and could incite Glen's civil unrest.

The best result is that Maxwell can take over and fulfill his promise at the same time, so the league does not need to start a war with Glenn.

The worst result is that Glenn does not have enough ability to attack after a civil war, so the alliance can also gain the upper hand.

Cornell stays in the league. It is a clone that may be exposed at any time and cannot be fully trusted.

It was just a deal that was in the inside and outside, but they all had a profit, but it seemed that they gave Cornell enough "right to choose".

"Hundred-meter flying knife! Zhou Shiren! You insisted on sending him over! What did you say to him?!" Lian Sheng shouted, "If you wanted to send Cornell back to Glen early in the morning, why do you tell him directly from the beginning and tell me directly! Why do you do this behind your back?"

"I didn't say anything to him. I just told him that Maxwell had injected their own internal locator. His professional guards had discovered his position and negotiated with the Alliance. The Alliance decided to finally leave him in the Port District."

The plan changed, but he only told him one person.

Lian Sheng stood up suddenly, and his military uniform slid to the ground. She gritted her teeth and said, "What your hint is really obscure? The alliance wants to abandon him and still wants to use him. Isn't it just that he will follow your plan and think that he will not betray the alliance? Shamelessness is more likable than hypocrisy."

Baimi Flying Dao looked up at her, feeling the nails on her palms were a little sharp: "Calm down."

Lian Sheng took a deep breath and felt the cool breeze running straight from his mouth, and the slump in his heart and lungs were poured down.

She sat down again and reached out to pull the coat on the floor.

The two sat silently for a long time.

Lian Sheng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Baimi Flying Dao looked up at Xinghe and said, "Self-self is the true nature of politicians, right? I also think this approach is not clever. What's ridiculous is that I think it's right again."

The winning streak slowed down and said after a moment: "You are right. As a citizen of the alliance, if it were me, I would do this. If the war begins, I can never be too busy calculating personal gains and losses."

Baimi Flying Dao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not that I want to hide it from you, but this matter is difficult to open, and it is easy to cause trouble. Whether you know it will not affect the progress of the mission, so the military headquarters is unwilling to make it public to you. I also hope that you can keep the secret of this action."

"You can scold me. Cornell... I'm sorry, too." Baimi Flying Dagger said, "I'm sorry.

Lian Sheng said: "As a citizen of the alliance, I cannot blame you and stop you from doing things. But as his former comrade, I will do what I promised."

Baimi Flying Dao was stunned for a moment and said, "What?"

"No one wants to accept him. Then when he finally has no value, I will bring him back." Lian Sheng said, "At that time, I hope you can openly recognize him as a citizen of the league."
Chapter completed!