Guan Lingxu, who suffered an "assassination" incident and ran wildly on campus shouting, became a celebrity on campus.
However, when the school staff actually opened Guan Lingxu's room, they did not see any suspicious persons, and even the bullet holes that Guan Lingxu remembered clearly did not appear on the wall.
All of this is like a nightmare that disappears as soon as you wake up.
At that time, Guan Lingxu was dragged by his teacher for a whole day of psychological counseling, but Guan Lingxu was absent-minded during the whole process, because he knew what he was doing, and this was by no means imaginary.
"Okay, you go back first, read hard and prepare for the high school entrance examination."
"Well, thank you, teacher. Goodbye, teacher." Guan Lingxu stood up, bowed, and returned to the dormitory.
The moment he closed the door, Guan Lingxu immediately contacted the girl who helped him decrypt, but the other party was not online, which was very abnormal.
Lying on the bed, as soon as you close your eyes, you can clearly feel the sinking feeling accompanied by the distortion of space.
But as soon as he opens his eyes, the feeling of depression will be away from him again.
"How can I rest?" Guan Lingxu was speechless. He sat up and decided to go to the bookstore again. Since he couldn't sleep, he would find out the answer.
However, just when Guan Lingxu was about to go out, everything in the room began to move away from him again, the space continued to expand, and the ground beneath his feet softened and collapsed.
Guan Lingxu was almost unsteady on his feet.
At that moment, Guan Lingxu thought someone would break in again and shoot him.
But this time the door was intact, but the collapse of the space became more severe.
Guan Lingxu wanted to shout, but no sound came out of his throat.
It seemed like a few minutes passed...
When Guan Lingxu's room was pushed open again, the man who quietly broke in found Guan Lingxu lying on the bed sleeping soundly.
The intruder smiled slightly and did not bother. After closing the door, he sat down next to the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
…
On the rooftop of the complex building where the infirmary is located, the man with glasses and the man in trench coat were still there. They had been observing Guan Lingxu and what was happening around him.
After observing the new spatial anomaly, although the man with glasses still had a smile on his face, his eyes were completely cold.
"How many times has this happened this month?"
The guest in a trench coat replied: "It's the ninth time."
"Well...it's becoming more and more frequent..."
"kindness."
"If we continue to let things go like this, we might destroy both worlds."
"We can't do anything until the association gives new instructions."
"It's too rigid...don't they realize the seriousness of the problem?"
"This is not within the scope of my consideration. Also, I kindly remind you that you are just a trainee sentinel, so don't think about too many useless questions."
The bespectacled man was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "Hmm... That's true, okay, but this kind of thing has happened three times in my jurisdiction. I'm afraid I will be busy for a while."
"Do what you can. If you need help, the association will naturally send new sentries."
"I understand, but we are all old acquaintances. I can't trust other people. Why don't you help me?"
The guest didn't speak anymore. He stared at the man with glasses for a while and then said: "I have more important things to do. After successfully completing it, if you still need my help, I will."
"That's it, brother." The man with glasses patted the guest on the shoulder, and then went downstairs.
Already.
The guest didn't stay long. He raised his hand and made a casual movement similar to opening a curtain, then stepped forward and disappeared without a trace.
…
Time, early morning on January 9, 2035 AD.
The riot has lasted for five full hours. The fierce conflict between government troops and the revolutionaries of the New Paris Commune did not continue to escalate, but instead gradually came to an end.
Standing in front of the Arc de Triomphe stained by gunpowder smoke, the eyes of the guests wearing trench coats flashed.
After the government troops retreated steadily, the Arc de Triomphe has become a carnival place for the victors. They rode through the gate like victorious warriors. Then, in a shell fired by the government troops, more than a dozen people were killed.
The revolutionary's body was torn apart, blood stained the passage in the middle of the Arc de Triomphe, and body fragments were scattered on the ground.
"You're late." The guest heard the footsteps behind him and said without looking back.
"Sorry, sorry! My wheel was blown. I ran here." The girl in red dress and red skirt was like a ray of sunset in the summer evening, which was extremely eye-catching in this smoke-filled area.
But no one passing by noticed her, let alone the guest in a windbreaker.
It's like they don't exist at all.
"As a sentinel, you are too lazy." The guest's tone was full of disappointment.
The girl also scratched her head in shame, and then sighed: "As you can see, they have planned this for a long time. I warned the French government three years ago, but those guys didn't take it seriously at all."
"As a student, you wrote a letter to the President of France. Your suggestion method is very unique." The guest turned around and looked at the girl in front of him.
The girl's name is Ameli, and she is a sentinel in Paris.
ameli: "Then how can it be considered normal? The association does not allow us to directly interfere with real-life development."
Guest: “Don’t you realize it yet?”
ameli: "What?"
"Your negligence is not that the suggestion method is incorrect, but that you did not clean up the layout of aoa."
Ameli was speechless. She clenched her fist and pointed to the side of her face. Then her face, which was originally pretty and pleasant, suddenly became ferocious and terrifying due to the loss of flesh and blood.
"Well, I cleaned up and paid a heavy price, but it's no use. These guys are not ordinary thugs. They are forerunners from another world. I can't do it with my strength alone."
After hearing this, the guest took a step forward. He raised his hand and placed it on Ameli's severely injured side face. Not long after, the terrifying face was restored.
"The person in charge of this area has been missing for a long time. Do you have any clues?"
Ameli nodded: "Yes, and it's not just a clue, I have already found him."
The guest was a little surprised: "Where is it?"
Ameli pointed to the distance and said: "He is over there, planning to blow up the Eiffel Tower."
The guest looked in the direction, and that was indeed the direction where the Eiffel Tower was. It was invisible to ordinary people, but the guest could see it very clearly.
Many members of the New Paris Commune wearing yellow vests gathered under the Eiffel Tower. They were carrying explosives, while not far away, government troops and these madmen were still engaged in a fierce exchange of fire.
ameli: "If you want to stop him...hey? Where is the person?"
When he turned around, the guest was no longer where he was.
He stood on top of the Eiffel Tower and overlooked the city.
explosions and gunshots in
They appeared in every neighborhood. The gunfire was not only caused by the fighting between government troops and the New Paris Commune, but also caused by some thugs fishing in troubled waters while smashing, looting and burning.
The guest's eyes were calm. He was not a savior and would not interfere in these matters, but he could not ignore the fact that people at the same level as himself broke the agreement and participated in the riots of the New Paris Commune.
Withdrawing his gaze and locating the target in the crowd under the Eiffel Tower, the guest took out a pistol and a dagger.
But the target in the crowd was not unaware. He looked up at the guest standing on the top of the tower, then smiled slightly and waved to him as if to say goodbye.
The guest was startled, and then his body rose into the air. The bullet penetrated his eyebrows, and the blood drew a beautiful arc.
On the rooftops of private houses in the distance, the sniper showed a disdainful smile.
"Wow, your marksmanship is pretty good."
The sudden sound startled the sniper.
When she turned back sharply, Ameli had already grabbed her neck and pinned her to the ground.
"It seems like your boss didn't tell you how much trouble attacking him would bring to your life, right?"
As a sentry, Ameli is incredibly strong, and no matter how much the sniper resists, it will be useless.
And as Ameli's hand strength increased, the sniper's resistance gradually stopped.
After dealing with this ignorant sniper, Ameli's eyes were fixed on the rooftops of several residential buildings in the distance, and then she raised her eyebrows: "Oh, something is wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, the house where Ameli was located was enveloped in a mushroom cloud of flames formed by the explosion.
Ameli's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But at the same time, the guest who was hit between the eyebrows opened his eyes again.
His body falling from a high altitude suddenly stopped, and he stood up again. He threw the pistol away, locked the target, and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the crowd.
The person in charge in the crowd, who was planning to get into the car and escape, was kicked out of the car by a guest as soon as he lit up a cigar.
The terrifying force caused the 180-meter-high man to roll and bounce on the street like a ball, and finally crashed into the flower bed, with half of his body stuck in the marble fountain.
The people around were dumbfounded. They had never imagined that in reality they would see someone standing in the air and kicking someone a hundred meters away.
This is totally a scene from a movie.
But the more terrifying thing is yet to come.
Before these people could react, a series of screams came from below the Eiffel Tower.
When a group of people followed the sound, they saw a woman who looked like a red phantom. In a few seconds, she knocked out all the people carrying the explosives, and the one who shot her had her wrist broken.
, or the chin was removed.
"Let me handle it here. You have more authority to deal with the person in charge than me." Ameli clapped her hands and straightened her hair.
The guest didn't say anything. He slowly landed on the ground and walked forward along the traces left by the big man's roll.
At this moment, the big man stuck in the fountain pool had already stood up. He took off his shirt, revealing his strong and delicate male upper body. Then he took a handful of water from the fountain and washed his face, making himself look more decent.
"There's no need to make things so big, brother."
The guest came to a stand fifty meters away from the target, and then said: "According to the agreement, I must take you back. If you continue to resist, I will kill you."