Road repair work is already underway in an orderly manner. Forklift trucks are constantly clearing gravel. The new generation of road paving machines are incredibly efficient.
Rocket smoked a cigarette from the glass of the fast food restaurant and looked at the roads outside. I am afraid that it can be completely completed in a week. I heard that the Manhattan side has basically been completed. After all, it is the most iconic district of Liberty City, and even the entire world.
In the center, the efficiency of the government is ridiculously high.
The most terrifying thing is.
The advertisements on TVs in fast food restaurants are extremely explosive, and they are simply Arabian Nights, Aesop’s Fables, Andersen’s Fairy Tales, Disney’s Pinocchio, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, and One Thousand and One Nights.
"Damn you! That's too much!"
The Rockets were dumbfounded.
【Latent Syndrome.】
【It is a high-risk disease spreading around the world.】
[Other continents have suffered greatly.]
[Some rumormongers regard this as a mysterious unknown curse.]
[But with the efforts of a team of top researchers, it has been included in the scientific category. 】
Next, the TV began to play some quite academic reports by some scientists in white coats. They did not mention the symbolic world at all, but were all guided by the principles of organic disease.
[As long as you undergo regular psychological testing, take designated preventive drugs, and get vaccinated.]
【It can effectively resist this disease.】
Next, super breaking news was released. The blockade in Los Angeles has been lifted, and the city has a completely new look. There are no tragic scenes like those in the video tapes shot by Di Biao.
Immediately afterwards.
Actually appeared...the first agent, Hazy.
The one who killed the fourth person in the battle list.
Speaking in an official accent.
[As long as latent disease is used scientifically, it is harmless to humans.]
[It can even drive the progress of civilization.]
[It is still undergoing experiments. In scientific applications, specific groups of people will receive special powers. 】
[In view of some terrorists who steal this technology and have special abilities, we have also established targeted combat departments and countermeasures bureaus.]
[As a member of the Countermeasures Bureau, I can responsibly say that these terrorists are vulnerable.]
At first glance, he looks like a ruthless character among ruthless characters. His hair is combed back, his jaw seems to have been shattered by something, and it is replaced by metal. A pair of gloomy eyes are calm and powerful. He is sitting in a suit and leather shoes.
On a chair.
[I am the most powerful among these ability users, and my colleagues are also quite powerful.]
【Anyone who tries to destroy human civilization will be crushed by us.】
Suddenly, the conversation changed. I don't know if it was his intention or the Countermeasure Bureau's intention. It was a strong threat, as if he was warning that if he got involved with these terrorist organizations, the consequences would be quite serious.
And his expression was extremely terrifying, and with that metal chin on his face, he was not even half joking.
Then his expression became a little warmer.
[Please cooperate with the functional departments during special periods.]
【Build together a great alliance of freedom.】
Immediately afterwards, TV began to repeatedly broadcast some terrorists being shot, or people infected by the Countermeasures Bureau using visions to kill them, as well as a series of passionate speeches by the head of the Los Angeles Countermeasures Bureau to stabilize people's emotions.
There are also various corresponding measures after the Free City shutdown, as well as support from other areas.
"Fuck it."
"Now we are in a stalemate again."
Rocket originally thought that after the Abyssal Syndrome was made public, the whole world would instantly riot, but they still far underestimated these people. The countermeasures were not much better than SCT, they were just as damn cruel.
Tank shook his head.
"You are wrong."
"This is not a stalemate."
"It's that both sides have become exhausted after a long period of consumption."
"It's almost time to stud."
Tank calmly analyzed who would believe in the countermeasures bureau, who would believe in SCT, or whether it would be its own group. It has not yet been determined. When there are too many unstable parameters in the system, it will increase the speed of collapse. No matter what,
Whoever wins in the end will be a disaster.
"What's his stud?"
Rocket took a puff of cigarette and didn't understand at all.
"Well... Texas Hold'em is pretty much it."
"Anyway, winning or losing will be determined by opening the cards soon."
Tank explained.
"Fuck, that's scary, bro."
"If the Countermeasures Bureau wins, won't we people have to be purged?"
"I'm only less than 1% of the 30,000 people who have passed the exam. I'm far from being able to break through the shackles of 3."
Rocket frowned.
“God fucking breaks through the shackles.”
"It's very uncertain anyway, just take it one step at a time."
Tank is carrying out the mission assigned by McConaughey. Most people are weak. Even if they have complaints, under the discipline of civilization, they will keep them deep in their hearts and dare not show them in public, otherwise they will lose their place in society.
status.
Maybe this is society, everyone is dissatisfied with it, but everyone is afraid of it, which creates this chaotic and contradictory world.
So there needs to be someone who takes the lead to make them feel that they are not a minority, but that they have the same voice as themselves.
Tank shouted after paying the bill.
"Fake news!"
"This is fake news!"
"The government is lying to us, saying it is a psychological test and preventive medicine, once symptoms of infection are found."
"I'll give you euthanasia directly."
After Tank complained, he and Rocket swaggered out of the fast food restaurant, leaving everyone inside confused.
"What's next?"
"Damn it, roads are being built everywhere and I don't want to walk anymore."
"My feet are fucking blistered."
Rocket complained, because the mission assigned by McConaughey was really ambiguous and had no specific goals. He only said that he wanted to be a role model for people. In the past few days, a lot of people have been killed, a lot of things have been looted, and a lot of fires have been set, but it seems that
It has no effect.
"Um……"
"It's just a small business that won't cause any big waves. You have to do something that can enter the public eye. In times like this, when people are looted and set on fire, people are dying, and no one cares."
"We must make some big noise."
Tank frowned in thought.
"Big noise?"
"I understand, Silence of the Lambs..."
Rocket made a butterfly gesture with his hand and put it on his mouth.
The Tank Pain Mask is worn directly on the face. Sometimes, Rocket is too silly.
"Serial killer, is this a big deal?"
"Everyone loves serial killers, serial killers and the like."
"If it were me..."
"I will pick hot blonde girls with big boobs and perky butts to commit crimes."
Rocket pondered, thinking that his idea was quite reliable.
“What pornographic version of Silence of the Lambs?”
The tank is completely convinced, and the rocket may have really broken through the shackles of 3 and surpassed human beings, because it is already a demon in sex.
He sighed and said seriously.
"Big noise...I think it was just an explosion or something."
"How about we go... blow up the Statue of Liberty?"
Tank said so.
boom!
A rocket is like being struck by lightning.
"You're a fucking genius!"
"This is so impressive, brother, our names will be recorded in history, oh!"
Rocket let out an exaggerated yell.
"Um……"
Tank thought about it carefully, but that thing has a steel frame and copper structure. Can ordinary explosives handle it?
Just when the tank was thinking about it.
A man with a shaved head and a black uniform stood beside them and heard what they said.
