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688、I'm so lucky

Everyone in City No. 7 knows that Lanting Courtyard is Chen Yu's residence, and he spends all day painting in this courtyard.

Everyone also knows that because of the Purple Orchid Star, Chen Yu's lineage has been steadily producing generations of demigods, and their status is always higher than that of the family head.

For Chen Yu, the head of the Chen family is more like his big butler.

Chen's painters need to concentrate on painting, so they need someone to handle the chores.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing white linen clothes walked out of a shadow door and looked indifferently at the pair of stone lions at the entrance of Lanting courtyard.

In the yard, Chen Yu, who was drawing a Gandharva, suddenly paused in his hands. The demigod was pulled by Qi and looked up outside.

Chen Yu put down the brush in his hand and came to the courtyard. He looked through the open courtyard at the middle-aged man outside the door.

Chen's demigod smiled gently and said: "It turns out that Brother Shadow's Shadow Gate is in your hands. Brother Qingji, since you are here, come in and have a seat."

Qingji raised his legs and crossed the threshold. Chen Yu said with a smile: "Brother Qingji, we said goodbye in the wilderness back then. How many years have we not seen each other? I still yearn for my brother's courage to defeat a tiger and a bear."

The great demon Qing Ji, a martial arts idiot of the Qing family who has long been famous, is said to be born with supernatural powers and was able to attack tigers with his bare hands when he was still young.

However, Qingji, who was dressed in white linen, did not intend to be polite to Chen Yu. He just said in a calm tone: "We have detected abnormal movements of Chen's Rocket Army. Where are you going to attack?"

Chen Yu smiled and said: "Where does Brother Qingji think I will hit?"

During the federal civil war, many people actually ignored the Chen family, and it was true that the Chen family had no intention of participating in the war.

However, is it really in Chen Yu's interest to sit on the sidelines at this time? Of course not.

There are only two demigods left in the entire federation, Li Shutong and Chen Yu.

Li Shutong had no power, so there was only one Chen Yu left in the consortium.

Now that Kamishiro Chiaki, a veteran demigod, wants to borrow the lives of a city to make a comeback, how could Chen Yu agree?

He has no grudges against Kamishiro Chichi, and is even a collaborator in some kind of private agreement.

But Chen Yu will not allow Kamidao Qianchi to rise again.

Therefore, the Chen Rocket Force wants to attack city No. 10.

"If you want to visit the No. 10 city, I advise you to save your money," Qingji said coldly.

"Oh? Who is Brother Qingji speaking this on behalf of, the head of the Qing family?" Chen Yu asked curiously: "Now everyone knows that City No. 10 has fallen, and maybe one day he will become the god Qianchi Why didn't you just bombard him in his own private area? Is it just because Qingchen was inside?"

Qingji sneered and said: "The Qing's Seventh Rocket Force has not yet entered the northern battlefield. They have already locked 27 cruise missiles on the four cities of the Chen's. If the Chen's Rocket Force dares to launch, they will launch immediately."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Playing the trick of burning with stone? Qing's plan to violate the convention and use cruise-class missiles against human cities? Chen's rocket army has more than one, and I can also target City No. 5. As far as I know Ginkgo The old man on the mountain is an ordinary person, he can't run far."

Qingji said: "It doesn't matter. The head of the family said that if anyone dares to launch missiles at City No. 10, let's bury them together."

At the negotiation table, everyone usually negotiates the price first, and then speaks harshly to each other when they can't reach an agreement, leaving at least six or seven layers of room for buffering and reconciliation.

Qingji's words were particularly fierce, like a child pretending to come to negotiate with you, and then suddenly flipping the table: "I won't play with you anymore!"

But this obviously childish method is extremely useful.

Because Chen Yu understood that those lunatics of the Qing family could really do such a thing.

Of all the methods in this world, only the one that is most useful is the optimal solution, and there is nothing fancy about it.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if Kamishiro Chiaki controls the rat tide in City No. 10?" Chen Yu asked softly.

"I know," Qingji turned around and walked out.

"You know it and you just let it go?"

"It's just that it's not under our control, let's not talk anymore, I have to go somewhere else," Qing Ji said and opened the Shadow Door. The next second, a terrifying cold air blew out of the Shadow Door, even with large snowflakes.

City No. 7 is located in the south and has not been affected by the late spring cold. All the white apricot flowers in the courtyard are in bloom, which is very beautiful. However, just such a cold air blew all the apricot flowers in Chen Yu's courtyard.

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows. Qingji had just taken two steps, and it turned out that he was looking for an angle to aim the Shadow Gate at his apricot tree!

Is he crazy? The mighty demon Qingji is angry at a tree of apricot blossoms?

However, after Qingji left, Chen Yu thought for a moment and made the call: "Let the Rocket Army come back and wait and see what happens."

At this moment.

Within city 10.

There was a rat with gray eyes slowly crawling back into the sewer following the team.

No mouse noticed the abnormality, and the army of rats just carried the food in their mouths and looked for the direction of the rat king.





Countdown to return 01:20:12.

There is still more than an hour before the return time.

"Keep going, the Transportation Bureau building is right in front of us," Qingchen said, "I can already hear the sound of the rat tide, it's surrounded."

While he was talking, gunshots rang out in the building, which was particularly clear in the middle of the night.

The gunshots were not dense, but sparse.

Qingchen's heart tightened. It was just as he thought. Kunlun came to the Transportation Bureau Building after leaving the PCE headquarters. Iodophor was willing to risk his life to find new clues for him!

Turning a corner, Qingchen and others suddenly saw dozens of white skeletons lying on the street.

Scattered next to the skeleton were firearms, bullets, and shell casings.

The strange thing is that there are two skeletons on the other side. They also have firearms on their bodies. The black combat uniforms they wore were chewed to pieces by the rats, and only their outlines can be seen vaguely.

These are not people from Kunlun, but people who fought with Kunlun.

Judging from the position of the skeletons, there should be two men in black running in front, with members of Kunlun chasing after them.

These two men in black combat uniforms must be experts. Iodine and the others paid dozens of lives to replace them.

Qingchen stood on the long street and watched this scene silently.

In an instant, he seemed to have returned to time, watching the iodophor pass by him: "They were blocked by the rat tide, we must kill them, don't let them have the opportunity to destroy the hard drive!"

In the fierce exchange of fire, the Kunlun members fell one by one.

However, this battle also angered the rats. The Kunlun members retreated while fighting, and were eventually trapped in the Transportation Bureau building.

"So that's it," Qingchen said: "The Kunlun members found out that when they arrived at the PCE headquarters, the hard drive had just been destroyed, so they judged that the person who destroyed the hard drive had not gone far and there was still a chance. So, if you want to come to the traffic

The game is betting on luck and whether they can catch up with the person who destroyed the hard drive in time."

Iodine and the others don't have a sophisticated plan or strong fire support, so all they can gamble is their lives.

Qingchen looked at the skeletons on the ground still clutching the firearms with their finger bones. These Kunlun members still wanted to fight until they died.

"Keep moving forward. The firepower of the Transportation Bureau is very weak. I guess they don't have many survivors and are close to running out of ammunition and food." Qingchen was not optimistic about the situation of the Kunlun members.

Everyone quickened their pace.

But even though Qingchen was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the scene at the Transportation Bureau building.

It was a building with more than twenty floors.

I saw an overwhelming number of rats gathering outside the building. They were trying to rush up to the tall building from inside the building. There were also countless rats piled up outside the stairs to form a mountain, all the way up to more than ten floors.

The rat tide was like a black sea, densely packed and crawling upwards.

It was as if there was a giant from hell, opening its big black mouth and trying to stuff the entire building into its mouth.

"No wonder the number of rats at the defense line in the lower third area is different from what I calculated," Qingchen said in a daze: "It turns out that iodophor and the others dragged part of the rat tide here!"

A rough estimate of the rat population under the building is that there are millions of them. It’s terrifying!

Qingchen didn't even know what Kunlun had done to anger the Rat King to such an extent. The Rat King was determined to kill them at all costs!

At this time, someone threw a chair down from the high roof.

But he saw the chair falling downwards with a rumble, killing countless stacked mice at once.

Tables, chairs, and sofas were thrown down from the rooftop one by one by the Kunlun members, and the sheets and curtains were set on fire. The huge fire burned the stacked rats and made them squeak.

"They must have run out of ammunition and food, so they could only throw furniture to slow down the attack of the rat tide," Qingchen said in a daze: "How did they... hold on for these days?"

This is Qingchen's question from the bottom of his heart.

With no ammunition, no support, and no food, how can you defend a building against a million-level rat tide?

Qingchen doesn't understand.

He manifested a black sniper and pulled the trigger one after another. The orange bullet passed through the spiral rifling and burst out at a very high initial speed.

The incendiary bomb contained Alcoa alloy and barium nitrate. When it collided with the rat tide, the incendiary agent built into the warhead exploded instantly, burning each rat into a ball of fire.

The people on the rooftop seemed a little surprised to see this scene. Their throwing things stopped for a moment. Qingchen saw Iodophor coming to the edge of the rooftop, cheering and waving to him.

More than a dozen Kunlun members came to the edge of the rooftop and waved to Qingchen excitedly.

Their faces were dark, and the sides of their cheeks were sunken from hunger.

But these people's eyes are still bright, as bright as stars in the dark night.

Qingchen felt sad, these people came here with his orders.

There are only a few of the more than 600 Kunlun members left. Maybe there are still in the building, but it won't be more than a hundred.

Qingchen forced a smile and waved hello, but the next moment his waving arms stopped, he suddenly patted his chest and gave a thumbs up.

Immediately afterwards, Iodophor pointed in the direction behind Qingchen and the others, and then waved again... But this time, the other party's gesture actually told Qingchen to leave.

Keiichi stared at this scene in bewilderment. He also drank camellia, so he understood it when he saw the gesture of iodophor.

Chest-slapping means that the task is accomplished.

Pointing to the direction behind Qingchen and the others, it was because Iodophor had seen a new wave of rats and was trying to surround Qingchen and the others.

Waving again means that there are too many rats and we can’t kill them all. Let’s go and leave the rest to us.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Qingchen, however, ignored the gesture at all and just moved towards the building while firmly raising his gun and shooting, turning the rats into fireballs.

Seeing that he refused to leave, Iodophor immediately became anxious and waved his hands frantically.

But Qingchen seemed like he couldn't see it at all.

Keiichi turned around and looked behind him, where he heard the rumble of the marching rat tide, like thousands of horses galloping.

This kind of movement, at least there are millions of rats, is not something that 31 of them can stop.

"Sir!" Qingyi shouted: "I know you don't like to hear these things now. I know you want to impulsively die with them. I heard from Zhang Mengqian. He said that you have been blaming yourself recently, even

You stay awake as if you are punishing yourself. But sir, your death is meaningless at this moment!"

"Sir! Iodophor must have realized this. He knows that he is here to die, but his coming to die has nothing to do with you. This is a catastrophe for mankind, and someone is bound to die!"

Qingyi followed Qingchen, looking at Qingchen who was bewildered, his tone became more and more serious: "Sir, your decision is correct. There is only one hour left before your return. Iodine must have a way to kill you."

Bring the things you want back to the table world. Now they have completed their mission, what about you, have you completed your mission? Sir, you must go!"

Qingchen never expected that after spending 21 hours getting here, he would only meet Iodine in a hurry, but he could not save him at all.

In the face of this disaster, the power of an individual is too small, so small that even if Qingchen is so smart, he doesn't know how to kill these rats and save the iodophor.

Qingchen slowly stopped shooting and looked at the iodine on the edge of the rooftop from a distance.

But he saw that the other party's face gradually calmed down, and he no longer waved his hands to persuade him to leave, and he was no longer anxious.

Iodophor just stood on the edge of the rooftop, straightened his body, and gave Qingchen a standard salute.

Let's go, this is the glory of the military.

Qingchen understood. Although the other party didn't say a word, Qingchen understood everything.

Qingyi roared angrily: "Yan Chunmi! What the hell are you doing standing still? Take Mr. away and don't let him be stupid here."

However, at this moment, Qingchen suddenly said: "No, I'll go by myself."

With that said, Qingchen turned around and ran in the other direction: "Evacuate, I have to wait for my return."

Qingchen wants to kill someone, now is not the time to be incompetent and furious, he must become the calmest and most rational version of himself, and then kill all his enemies.

Qingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that he would not be able to defeat this master, and then watch him stubbornly die in the rat tide.

After running for a while, he subconsciously looked back towards the rooftop, and was shocked to see that the iodophor was still in a saluting posture.

For some reason, his nose felt sore and he didn't dare to look any further.





On the rooftop, seeing Qingchen finally leaving, Iodine suddenly said with a smile: "Damn it, when I was a kid watching war movies, I always thought it was so awesome that those heroes sacrificed themselves heroically, but when it was my turn, I was still a little scared.

What's going on?"

"Damn it, you should have said it earlier. I see you are pretending to be so tough that I dare not say anything even if I feel guilty," a Kunlun member laughed and cursed.

At this time, four people carried two sofas up the stairs to the rooftop: "Hey, why don't you throw them away? Aren't there still stools? The downstairs has been lost, and the rooftop may not be able to hold it either. Candy and notes

They are all dead, and they failed to hold on to the last floor. Come on, help us, throw down these two sofas, and kill those beasts."

Iodophor smiled and said: "What else are you throwing at us? We should be back in more than twenty minutes. Our mission is about to be completed."

"Ah?" The Kunlun members were stunned for a moment: "Then you told me earlier. If you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have carried it up!"

By this time, everyone was exhausted to the extreme, all politeness and etiquette were forgotten, and everyone was smelling sweet.

Iodine laughed happily and said: "Block up the door of the sofa. Don't let the mice rush up from the small door. Let's sit on the sofa and rest for a while. I have thrown the sofa down in the past two days. I have never sat on it...

...You guys will have to help me buy some time later."

After the Kunlun members blocked the door to the rooftop with a sofa, everyone sat crowded on the sofa. Because Iodophor was too late, I couldn't get a seat, so I could only sit on the armrest of the sofa, which hurt my butt.

Everyone just sat quietly, looking at the night sky in the distance.

The rat banged on the door from behind, but the sofa was stuck, so it couldn't open it.

"Tell me, after we leave, will Boss Zheng, Lu Yuan and the others miss us?"

"Then I must be thinking, Lu Yuan makes me wash his socks every fucking day, and I almost vomit. Do you think this is bullying within the organization? Can I report him?"

"What did you do earlier? You should have told Boss Zheng earlier. The boss had already whipped him."

"Then should I live a little longer, or let's get up and watch for a while. I want to hold on until I can return and report."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

The laughter lingered on the roof of the building and lingered for a long time.

Gradually, everyone became quiet. For the past few days, everyone's minds have been filled with each other's shouts, "The mouse is coming, the mouse is coming again," just a few words repeated over and over again, and my ears were numb.

Boring.

At this time, Iodophor said: "Brothers, the time is almost up... I am lucky to be with you all in this life. In the next life, we can still be brothers."

"Three lifetimes of luck."

"Three lifetimes of luck!"

The next second, a tide of rats actually piled up from outside the rooftop, pouring into the rooftop continuously.

"Kill!" All Kunlun members rushed forward: "Buy some more time for the iodophor."

Iodine sat on the sofa and watched the brothers fight quietly, but he remained motionless.

But seeing the Kunlun members being submerged by the rat tide one by one, he raised his hand and glanced at the return countdown timer 00:00:30.

In an instant, Iodine took out his dagger, cut open his abdomen, and then stuffed the 12 plug-in hard drives wrapped in sealed bags into his stomach.

The heartbreaking pain was transmitted to the brain nerves, almost sending him into shock.

Iodophor actually used the rule that the human body can carry objects to bring the hard drive back to the surface world for Qingchen!

The other people's desperate efforts, fearless of death, were just to delay the iodophor until the moment of his return.

The next moment, the tide of rats swallowed up the others and drowned the iodophor in an instant.

Until the moment of death, iodophor had no intention of protecting his vital parts, and just let the rats bite him.

He tightly protected his bleeding abdomen, that was the purpose of his trip.

"Long live the new world!"

The countdown returns to zero.

The world fell into darkness.


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