Tick.

What sound is this?

Ah, this is the sound of the water droplets falling to the ground.

Waking up from a coma again, what caught Marceau's eyes was Yan's somewhat tired look. She leaned against the wall and pillowed her legs on his head.

"You're awake."

As he stroked the cat's forehead, a smile appeared on Yan's pale face.

Marceau felt that his whole body was almost unconscious. When he just pounced on the grenade, even if the red dragon robe blocked the impact, his organs were hit by a lot of impact. As well as those fragments, if they could survive until this time, the physical condition of the cat was already the result that the goddess of Luck could only be paid attention to during the whole process.

"I'm going to die, Yan...you go and leave this city..." The pain in the lungs interrupted Marceau's words, and after a few gasps, the cat laughed: "Don't forget to pick us up."

"I can't leave either." Yan's answer made Marceau finally notice the wound on her waist. It was a knife wound. She simply bandaged it with a bandage, but it was not good from the perspective of the effect. The blood had penetrated the bandage, and it seemed...it seemed to be expanding.

"Yan... I'm sorry, I've let you go to this dead place." Marceau pursed. This was a trap, targeting them from the beginning. Even the messenger team was an independent team under the intelligence department outside the New Eden Investigation Section. From the beginning, they were lurking in the Eastern Continent until today... they were independently activated.

"Don't be stupid, Marceau, sisters]" Yan smiled and took out a small space bag from her lining pocket, and took out two syringes, which were filled with crimson liquid.

"What is this?" Marceau felt that the liquid seemed to be calling him.

"When you were troubled by curses, I got such a piece of plasma when you were injured... and this piece was drawn from myself after I was infected by you..." Yan said this, his face became more pale: "Marceau, do you want to bet once?"

Marceau laughed, and he watched Yan pierce the needle into his chest and push all the liquid, then pierce her own part into her heart.

"It hurts a little, Marceau." She said with her mouth pursed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side." He looked at her, encouraging affectionately: "Your sisters outside... are still waiting for us."

"Yes, we are evil spirits who have returned from hell. This little pain cannot hinder us." She replied with a smile.

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The metering officer lowered his head, and the tenor's voice was echoing from the arcane record machine beside him. When the chorus ended, when the female voice took over the lead singer of the opera, the metering officer tilted his head slightly, and a smile bloomed on his face, as if he had met a friend who had been around in a foreign country, as if he had seen his beloved in a small station that he didn't often walk, and more like he was taken away]

He raised his head and walked down the steps quickly, looking at the uninhabited hall. His joy came from the heart, and his smile was full of sincerity: "Where are you, then it will be done, I heard your heartbeat, then it will be done, then it will be out." His smile gradually deteriorated, his joy gradually transformed, and his anger... was beyond words.

"You come out! I know you are here!" The metering officer hissed until a footstep sounded from the corner of the hall.

Yu Zecheng walked out of the shadow. He looked at the measuring officer in front of him and shook his head: "You are so indecent, Han Lele has seen you."

"My decency, my decency was destroyed by you twenty years ago! Why are you not dead yet!"

"It's probably because good people live a short life and harm them for a long time." Yu Zecheng finished speaking, drew out his long sword and picked up the arrow from the light crossbow from the measuring officer's hand: "In the past, you always sneered at the things in your hands. You always said that this is something women and children play with."

"People will change, do you know? When I know the grudge between you and Earl Lamberton, I know that as long as I am here, I will meet you again in this world." The metrologist smiled and put away the light crossbow, unsheathed the long sword in his hand: "Let's end the grudge that we had twenty years ago."

"I never think that the grudge between us can last for twenty years." The sword in the right hand was raised, the left hand stretched out, and the index finger extended forward along the sword spine. Yu Zecheng narrowed his eyes.

"I don't think so, but these twenty years have been too long. It's better to have the opportunity today." He raised his sword flat with both hands and lowered his body. There was only silence left on the metrology officer's face.

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"The Arcane Hydraulic Mechanism works properly."

This is good news from the engineer who inspected the power a mechanism.

"Start the external armor installation."

The external armor of the power armor began to be installed one after another. Mo Qingyu looked at herself in the mirror wrapped in a heavy deck until a helmet was handed over.

She glanced at Mingmei holding the helmet: "Is there any problem with Mingen?"

"When she was in the academy, she had received combat training in the power arsenal. We sisters have to have a more capable person to support the family business." Mingmei said with a smile: "Anne herself is a power arsenal, so it is better for you to use these two power arsenals."

"Well... let's rescue Masce." After saying that, Mo Qingyu took the helmet, first adjusted the angle of the headphones, then pressed the helmet on his head, and let the engineer fix the helmet and chest armor with nuts.

"Miss Mingmei! The combat boat squadron has five minutes to enter the venue." The dispatcher's shout came from outside the venue.

"Tell them! We are preparing to take off." Mo Qingyu became familiar with the foot of the Power Armor, and then walked to the weapon stand with great strides. The engineers immediately hung a huge steel box on the back of the Power Armor, and Mo Qingyu grabbed the huge six-barrel rapid-fire rotary cannon connected to the box.

"Why does this thing have the word "yellow"?" After glanced at the guy in his hand, Mo Qingyu subconsciously said the word "yellow": "Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva, six pure depleted uranium bombs, one breath, three thousand six hundred turns, great compassion and mercy to spread the world?"

"We don't know either. This thing is just the only thing that comes with the yellow characters when it is made."

"Yes, yes, there are six Chinese characters produced by Cihang Jingzhai on the machine cannon, which we have never engraved on."

"Maybe it was a god who loved to create in the southern troubled times that designated this weapon as its artifact."

"But there is no such attribute as infinite bullets."

The engineers complained, and Mo Qingyu smiled, carrying the large rapid-fire rotary cannon, and walked towards the preparation area where the combat boats were located, with Mingen, who was holding the large socket gun.

Behind them, the girls who were fully armed to their teeth dragged the entire box of spare ammunition to keep up with the roller trawler, which saved a lot of effort.

"Today I'm going to kill him, it's a huge upside down." Anne said gritting her teeth.

"Yes, Yuan and they will follow a battle mage gang coming from the north to meet us in Lamberton City." Akimi patted her shoulder: "Let's go and seek justice."

"But I think it's more like we're going to take the whole family's life." Babalim said.

"Shut up! You guy who ran away!" Her face was Bunettani's laughter and scolding from the headphones.

The rabbit girl immediately ran away quickly with her mouth puffed and dragged the ammunition box...
Chapter completed!