Mao Luan couldn't answer Du Mo at all. It was a good thing that the heart-wrenching pain didn't make him faint.
After he struggled for a long time, Du Mo regained his composure: "Tell me, was it the team led by Hu Biao that massacred the tens of thousands of refugees on KV0?"
Mao Luan laughed crazily: "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
There was another "snatch" sound, and this time the sharp blade chopped into his shoulder blades, which was like nailing him to the ground.
However, Mao Luan was already numb from the pain, so he simply sprayed a mouthful of blood on Du Mo's face: "Hahahaha, I won't tell you and let you, a bitch, guess what you want? You can't get the labor.
, I also swallowed several of those human brains and placenta, I tell you it tastes very good..."
"laugh----"
His voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes protruded like dead fish because his head was cut off by Du Mo.
The deformation device on the glove was activated again, and the spur turned into a cross blade and spun rapidly, like an electric fan grinding Mao Luan's brain into powder.
All the blood, bone, slag, and brain matter sprayed onto Du Mo's face, making his face look ferocious and terrifying.
But his face didn't look good, because it was then that he discovered that there was a figure silently appearing at the door of the passage, and he didn't even notice it.
Ding Meng looked at him silently, his tone seemed very calm, but he also said with emotion: "It is the team led by Hu Biao, I have already investigated clearly."
Du Mo's nerves relaxed slightly, and he slowly stood up: "Where are the women and children who were arrested?"
This time Ding Meng was silent for a long time before he spoke in a low voice: "Didn't survive."
Du Mo said sharply: "No one survived?"
Ding Meng said expressionlessly: "I didn't sense the aura of any of them along the way."
Du Mo stared at him: "I've been wondering, you are so good at it and you conceal your identity. You can't just come here to work as a coolie."
"What about you?" Ding Meng stared at him.
Du Mo refused to answer.
Ding Meng sighed: "Do you know why I am sure these people did not survive?"
Du Mo said: "Say it!"
Ding Meng said: "I have lived with them for a period of time. As long as it is their breath, I can feel it."
Du Mo then showed a surprised expression: "So that's why you came here."
Ding Meng said: "I think you are too."
Du Mo's expression finally softened: "I'm not innocent, but I promised my mentor before coming here that if I can't seek justice for those innocent people and uphold justice, then I am not worthy of being an energy user."
Ding Meng said: "Does your mentor trust you to come to Baigu Star like this?"
Du Mo showed an excited expression: "He must be worried, but he also said that if I can't even deal with these pirates, then I don't have to go back. If I can't even complete this experience, I might as well die here.
, so as not to embarrass him in the future."
He looked very confident in his middle-class appearance, and what he said was a bit arrogant. But for some reason, Ding Meng just couldn't laugh. Instead, he felt a little warm in his chest.
Some people meet because they are the same kind of people, while some people meet because they have a common goal. Therefore, people who come together will not have hostility between each other, but only have a feeling of knowing each other.
Sure enough, Du Mo retracted his weapon with a click and looked at Ding Meng: "Are you entrusted by the Green Arrow Corps?"
Ding Meng remained silent and said: "You are wrong!"
Du Mo said: "Oh?"
Ding Meng said: "It's not a commission, I came here on my own. Of course, you can also regard me as a member of the Green Arrow Corps. I said that I am not your enemy. I only have one thing to do here.
Do, just do what you just did..."
The faces of Sliman, Yuliang, Aqiao, and Xiaoshanzi suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "I may not even know what to do specifically. If I have to describe it, I can only describe it in one sentence. For those who can't
Those who fight fight.”
Du Mo showed a surprised expression this time: "Slayman invited you here?"
Ding Meng was also slightly surprised: "It's not an invitation. There is no need to invite friends."
Du Mo let out a long breath, with a look that seemed a little excited: "Uncle Sliman and my father were friends in the energy user stage. They applied for the academy at the same time. My father often mentioned him and was very fond of him.
admiration."
Ding Meng nodded: "So you also came to this planet?"
Du Mo said sternly: "He didn't ask me to come, I came myself. The Holy Federation may not react to this matter, but as the source of the Holy Federation, we cannot turn a blind eye to this matter, no matter what others do
Treat it, I can’t remain indifferent anyway.”
Ding Meng smiled: "You are very good!"
At this time, Du Mo stretched out a hand, with an extremely sincere look on his face, and seriously introduced himself: "Du Mo, an honors student from Blue Moon Star of the Shenghui Federation, Xinghui University of Blue Pole Star City,
A junior warrior of the light speed system."
Ding Meng also slowly stretched out his right hand and looked at him seriously: "Ding Meng, interstellar refugee."
Du Mo was shocked: "The Ding Meng who messed up the Sirius Corps Feixing City?"
"It's me!" When he said this, Ding Meng took off the disguise of "Thousand Shadows" and revealed his true face.
Du Mo suddenly opened his mouth: "You..."
Ding Meng smiled and said, "You think I'm not?"
Du Mo shook his head and couldn't tell whether he was envious or jealous: "I didn't expect you to be so young."
Ding Meng said: "You don't look old either."
Du Mo showed a wry smile: "That's different, the interstellar refugee, alas..."
He is an expert, and he has tentatively fought with Ding Meng. He knows that Ding Meng is far stronger than him. Just like Qu Xiaoqing and others back then, he is usually regarded as the proud son of heaven and a member of the Federation.
It’s really sad that freaks like Dante Meng and other future stars are actually interstellar refugees.
Ding Meng calmly took off the suitcase from Mao Luan's body and put it into his backpack: "Don't sigh, I have also been in school. This outer space is different from school."
"Why is it different?" Du Mo didn't understand.
Ding Meng sighed: "Sometimes when you want justice, you can't be so soft-hearted as you. Although you have good strength, killing someone is another matter."
Du Mo no longer needed to ask why, because the entire power room suddenly flashed red, obviously the alarm had been triggered.
He felt it slightly, and it turned out that among the staff he had just used "Afterimage" to knock down, there were still people who had not completely lost the ability to move. A young woman was leaning weakly beside a console, but her left hand seemed to have pressed the button
I noticed the red square hidden under the stage, which was clearly a mechanical alarm device.
This was not due to Du Mo's negligence, but rather because his previous moves were flawed. To put it bluntly, his martial arts skills were not truly perfect, and his control of power was not yet precise and precise.
But now was not the time to think about these issues. Du Mo's reaction was still very quick. He rushed back to the reactor and clicked hard on a console.
Half a minute later, Chu Zhongyu, who was still in Xu Mengqing's room on the 26th floor of Building 1, suddenly went dark, and all the lights in the room went out.
"What's going on?" Chu Zhongyu stood up immediately.
Yilan turned off the illusion on the crystal glass, stretched her head and looked outside: "Miss Xu, the energy supply system here seems to be interrupted..."
Xu Mengqing sat on the sofa and showed no reaction. She seemed not surprised by this.
But Chu Zhongyu couldn't sit still, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face. After all, he was a VIP invited by Lu Ming. Is this how you treat VIPs? What's the point of giving labor and management a power outage at a critical moment and playing around in the dark?
?You still want to play with your eggs?
In fact, there is no need for him to question, because at this time, a large number of mercenaries have gathered in the circular square. Lu Ming, Guan Bai, Mao Zhan and Hu Biao led the crowd to look at the first floor of the building. The alarm was sent from the underground power room. The situation is estimated to have to be
One, that is, something happened to the reverse source crystal.
Hu Biao was directing everyone: "Watch all exits, especially the first floor of the building. Prepare snipers at other exits. As long as they are not from our group, even a mosquito that flies out will be killed by me..."
Guan Bai was watching the scene from an hour ago on his wrist monitor: Ding Meng and Jia Mao were walking side by side on the square to the first floor of the building.
Lu Ming's face looked very cold. Either there was something wrong with the wild wolf, or there was something wrong with Jia Mao. Of course, the possibility of the latter was very small. After all, Jia Mao was from the Fourth Young Master of Chu. It was impossible for the Haitian Group to disdain to deal with it.
The Thief Corps is playing this dirty trick.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming asked in a deep voice: "Is it a system problem or is the energy supply cut off?"
Guan Bai immediately replied: "The system has been shut down artificially. All real-time images cannot be seen, and Mao Luan cannot be contacted."
Lu Ming decisively issued an order: "Go down and take a look, what is the specific situation?"
"I'll go!" Mao Zhan's sturdy figure took the lead in walking out of the crowd.
Lu Ming said: "Don't worry about anything else, make sure things are safe first."
"Understood!" After saying this, Mao Zhan quickly walked towards the building.
He dared to go alone just because of the strength of his new system War Lord. No matter what happened below, no one else could hurt him anyway. As long as he was fine, he could ensure that the Counter-Source Crystal would not escape the control of the Extreme Thieves Corps.
The rest area on the underground control center floor is like a neatly arranged and beautifully decorated canteen. In the center is a row of four-seater orange dining tables, surrounded by electronic screens. There are also several simple game machines and claw machines in the corners.
It is obviously a place where the staff usually have meals and entertainment.
When Mao Zhan walked down, he couldn't believe his eyes. There was a table in the middle of the restaurant filled with soups, vegetables and drinks. There was a strange guy sitting there eating and drinking. He looked like he even licked the plate.
It looks clean, and it feels like this person hasn't eaten in a year and a half.
Mao Zhan suddenly calmed down and looked at the other party carefully.
Ding Meng was eating happily. He poured a large bowl of noodles into his mouth, chewed it and stuffed chicken legs into his mouth: "Haha, this place is really nice, there are so many things to eat."
Mao Zhan also smiled: "It's really good, there are so many things to eat."
Ding Meng was happy: "Come on, let's have some food together."
Mao Zhan actually didn't raise any objections and walked straight forward and sat down firmly opposite Ding Meng.
