Chapter 1,486 When textbooks reflect reality (Part 1)
There is no aesthetics of violence, and there are no scenes that can be described as pleasing to the eye. There is no such thing as beauty falling from the sky in a prosperous age. Life is as cheap as grass, and you are all flesh and blood.
At this moment, there is only the most naked trampling and blasphemy of life. The Trisolaran people want to light a cigarette when they see it. At first, the people on the boat were still excited to get what they wanted and make some extra money. Soon,
Their brows knitted together, and some even vomited on the spot.
The anti-shake function on long guns and short cannon equipment can't save the pictures they shot. No wonder people on the forum say that this man is like a man-eating demon with three heads, six arms and twelve waists. The bosses are all so elegant and fairy-like.
With a fluttering sword, the antelope hangs its horns. It's too embarrassed to go out to meet people without wearing white sleeves and white clothes. It's even more embarrassing to say that you are a noble and upright person. It is your duty to protect the human race and save the world. Look at the painting style of this living father.
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What we are saying is that no matter how awesome you are ten times, a hundred times or ten thousand times, in the eyes of others, you will only be described as a director who was promoted to auxiliary police and then became a full-timer. There is no smell of ink at all.
A black and white headshot followed by a bounty cannot capture your beauty.
Then, they saw something more terrifying than horror - Master Wang finally knocked on the door of the gangsters.
Lao Wang, who was eager to peel off his passiveness for pain, transformed in mid-air, and with a bang, a huge crater was created in the town under the force field shield. Amidst the billowing smoke, there was a series of terrifying and weird laughter that seemed like shattering bones and scattering ashes.
Then, the earth began to shake violently, all the buildings were crumbling and damaged, the roads carefully repaired by the gangsters were torn apart, and the white sand, a specialty of the Ring Road, gushes out from under the town like a blowout. People, beasts, and servants of fate, none of them have any
Things can escape. First, the blood vessels all over the body burst out and the skin bursts. Then the fragile eyeballs burst open and spurted blood. Finally, the muscles separated from the body and turned into blood skeletons with broken bones and blurred muscles and flesh, rising up.
His delicate flesh and blood filled the entire force field shield, achieving an output effect similar to that of Li Cang next door in a completely different way.
This kind of painting style, Mr. Li Cang, would most likely euphemistically call it full of harm, while those who witnessed it would call it frightening...
The power of the shock wave directly covered the entire town, and even the force field shield could not prevent the spread of this thing. If it were not for the soft sand-based ground to absorb the force, the scene would probably be several times more spectacular.
When the raging shock wave finally stopped, a few people with lofty ideals who had only managed to save the house finally contributed their second-hand beer and big elbows. By calculation, everyone on the ship can get at least 1.5 beaches on average.
The force field shield is still there, but there are no traces of the original landforms, buildings, humans, or servants of fate underneath. There is only one Big Pharaoh next door standing all over the place.
Lao Wang's upper body was bare, and his Hunyuan body's muscles were as rugged as real muscles. The ravines were crisscrossing the surface of his body like miniaturized mountains. Not even a drop of blood could be seen on his body, but his feet and even below his knees were directly sunken.
In the scarlet and delicate mud of flesh and blood, this slurry filled the entire space under the force field shield.
It was only then that the force field shield finally broke, and the flesh and blood mud lost its restraints and made a sticky flowing sound, gurgling in all directions. From time to time, a few bubbles emerged from it, like a cauldron that was about to boil but was not yet boiling.
An Hao took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then felt an uncontrollable desire to vomit.
These people here have seen the world. Even those who are working outside these days are not the kind of rookies who will cry for their parents and run away when they encounter a walking corpse. However, the scene in front of them is obviously too explosive for them.
Too prisonable to be imprisoned.
You must know that this is just to suppress a bandit. For people, it is synonymous with vacation. These guys are fishing for the first two days of the year and the remaining 363 days. The entire orbital cycle is directly cut off.
Complete process...
It sounds unpalatable, but can this person still be considered a human being?
After following it for a few days, An Hao finally understood why the base had never expressed even a dime of toughness towards this kind of force that could be said to be completely uncontrollable.
People can focus on giving warmth to their private lives. Calling this behavior dog licking may be a bit hurtful, but it is not too much to say that dog-type boys are designated...
No matter who the hell he is, everyone has to provide for him. One person is a zombie tide. No, the real zombie tide can only be reduced to food in front of him, right?
"The leader deserves to have a wife, but he is different from us singles. Look at this exquisite little handkerchief~"
"I also have a wife, don't I have to wipe my mouth with my sleeve?"
"If I were a woman married to a bitch like you, I would wipe your mouth with a mop every day! Do you want a handkerchief? I won't even give you toilet paper!"
"wipe..."
There was a tacit understanding that no one mentioned the scene just now, and even looked away elsewhere, for fear of triggering another passive combo.
An Hao grinned, trying to greet the victorious bandits with a polite smile, but after decades of cultivating qi, he could not do this most basic operation, and failed directly. That half-smiling expression was simply
It can wring out the bitter water.
"Ahem, thank you for your hard work..." An Hao turned back to look at the others, "But please don't mark the location coordinates of this incident and the recorded video data, and don't spread it to the outside world, otherwise the convoy team will lose face...
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Isn't it? A den of thieves has found its way into one's own door. If this isn't the loss of prestige, then what is the loss of reputation?
Li Cang didn't say anything. Others came over, but a group of traitors were still behind him passionately fighting for food, and the background sound was slightly noisy and weird.
Li Cang frowned and fanned these unsatisfactory things back to the same channel one by one. Then, a torrent of black dog skin poured out from it. The excavator pushed the trolley, the excavator pushed the trolley, and the shovel took the shovel.
Shovel, orderly and orderly.
"The sand settles very quickly. I need to dig a little deeper until the color disappears!" Li Cang yelled loudly, "Speed up! Has your brain been eaten by a dog? You've been grinding for so many years and you haven't made any progress at all!"
Shit, you’re not imitating others’ fishing, but you’re serious!”
An Hao was already used to this kind of scene. After all, it had happened countless times in the past three days. He had already resisted it and would not find it funny or funny like the first time he saw Gou Hai with this style of painting.
I feel heartbroken...
Such a walking corpse servant with such a strong body and intelligence, if they have a base on their side, they can at least serve as a security station to guard the safety of one side, but if they are left in their hands, they can only do this kind of handyman work...
People stare more than others, this world is as cold as paper!
Boom~
A forklift was pushed and disappeared with a loud noise. The gangsters around stared at the big hole where their colleagues disappeared. They expressed their curiosity with babbling roars, and then continued to work.
"There is an underground building!" Lao Wang's eyes shone, "You're so lucky, you can't find this thing no matter how hard you push the shovel!"
"Isn't it that the gadgets produced by your ±5cm high-precision machine tool are too rough?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
After leveling the land a little, everyone discovered that it was the top cover of an underground building. As for where to enter, it was impossible to know. The overall stone structure of the space buried beneath layers of white sand was dark and damp, and there were even water droplets in some places.
, there is a square hall with a size of more than 100 square meters at intervals along the low passage. Its purpose is unknown, but it is filled with domestic garbage. The damp and stinky smell continues to conflict with the not-so-fresh air flow, adding to it.
A heavy smell of blood.
Lao Wang, who thought it was point
Are other people's poor and innocent little girls sleeping on silk sheets?"
Li Laisi frowned and glanced back at An Hao: "You said before that in addition to robbing, they also rob people?"
"is true..."
An Hao's voice was trembling a little, and he secretly glanced at Lao Wang while he hesitated to speak.
Putting aside other attributes, Lao Wang is actually a quasi-human spirit in front of him. I still don’t know what he means, so he gestures upward to make an estimate: "The depth is enough, the sand is not that strong, and if the main body of this place does not collapse,
Not many people will die!"
"Well..."
It is impossible that there will be no changes at all. Collapse points of tunnels can be seen everywhere, but this fortification is buried extremely deep and has many branch roads. It goes up, down, left and right and connects several abandoned fortifications. Everyone found the tunnel in an unknown direction.
The one used.
Hundreds of guards popped out of the prison-like door to try to make some extra money for themselves, so it became a takeaway for thugs.
Bang!
The large alloy iron door weighing several tons was kicked away by Lao Wang. The guards inside, who knew something was going on above but didn't know what exactly happened, fled in a hurry. They were lucky enough to survive for more than two seconds.
The tunnel extends downward for three floors, and there is another circular stone hall. There are scattered chairs, sofas and dining tables inside. A group of thieves are eating and drinking, and their eyes are drunk.
"It's really enjoyable..."
Even if there are layers of iron gates and tunnels separating them, the sound of Lao Wang violently unlocking the door just now was really not heard at all? Then the sound of the dog's brain above was not heard at all?
In short, it is difficult to imagine the mental state of these guys...
The weirdest thing is that not only do they have wine and food, they also have entertainment programs. When Lao Wang and his gang rushed in, a young man was using a computer connected to a projector to project a video onto the wall to give a live explanation.
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What a coincidence, the face in the video is obviously so handsome that it's heart-warming... Phew... looks familiar!
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The group of gangsters looked at the confused drunken eyes, their eyes swaying back and forth between the projection and Li Cang, looking a bit like they were down on the spot, while the young man playing the video froze there in a dancing posture, and waited for a long time.
He murmured: "Did the teaching... textbook reflect reality?"
The fighting ability of a group of drunken dogs obviously could not surpass those big steel doors on the way. Ma Liu'er's big feet knocked these things over, and Lao Wang frowned and glanced at the commotion in the tunnel further inside.
"Then what, I won't go in, it's inconvenient, Lei Zi, young lady?"
"I go!"
An Hao was scurrying around like an ant on a hot pot with a bad look on his face.
No guarantee, no prestige, no peace of mind, are as convincing as the stench in the tunnel at this moment. Right next to Luqiu, right under the nose of the convoy station, there is a den of thieves, and even there is still energy and mood left.
Keep some cute little pets, no fucking dog that cares about cleanliness would want to live there!
There were cries and shouts in the tunnel. Li Cang frowned and threw dozens of three-dog dogs that were at least relatively anthropomorphic in appearance...
"Teacher Cang, your reputation is quite good. Someone is using your earlier fighting video to explain and analyze it step by step! Is this the Monroe scene?" Old Wang clicked his tongue: "Brother Sun, come here, where did you talk about just now?
, continue, I am happy to hear that, I will die and be buried!"
The young man adjusted his glasses and seemed quite calm: "I can't get out."
"you wanna die?"
"I am not the same as them..."
This man was about seventeen or eighteen years old at most. His clothes were relatively clean and tidy, but he was as skinny as a hemp pole and could not hold up his clothes, and his face was pale and bloodless.
There was only a laptop on the simple old wooden flat desk, but it was extremely difficult for him to move it. Looking under the desk, there was a chain with a thickness of two fingers and less than ten meters long connected to the handcuffs, locking his two hands.
There is a covered bucket in the corner, and the surrounding ground has been worn away.
Lao Wang was stunned for a moment: "How long have you been handcuffed here?"
"Nine months..." The young man licked his lips nervously, carefully took out a cylindrical tea box from the table, and forced a smile, "Hello, Teacher Cang, I'm sorry to meet you in this way.
Come to you, my name is Liao Hongqing, you are my and my girlfriend’s idol!”
Li Cang had no social fear this time, and said word by word: "I'm sorry to see you in this way..."
The young man grinned and his eyes instantly turned red.
Li Cang exhaled, pointed at the group of people on the ground and said, "I am a kindhearted person and don't want to see others suffer. Go ahead and send them on their way."
"good!!"
When a group of people came out, they looked like eggplants beaten by autumn frost. More than 300 disheveled men and women and more than 60 rotting and smelly corpses were covered with layers of silence.
On the way back, Li Cang suddenly said: "Dalei, you and Miss, please take them back to the base. They probably won't want to continue living in Luqiu City."
Li Laisi said with a strong nasal voice: "Yeah."
An Hao kept rubbing his hands and turning them in circles: "Their treatment, recovery and subsequent living expenses will be paid by Luqiu on a weekly basis for three years. This is the maximum authority I can achieve - to take care of the eyes of the convoy team."
Call all the bastards in the sky over here! Go! Tell them that those who haven’t arrived within an hour packed up their bedding and went back where they came from, I don’t want them anymore!”
