human ice maker

Chapter 707 The Dusty Mystery Crazy Blood ([-])

"Tick! Tick! Tick..." Every time the second hand of the wall clock jumps, there will be a tick.The study room was quiet, as if the world had disappeared, deadly quiet.

There are six "statues" standing in front of the desk, no matter their movements or standing postures are so uniform, they have been standing motionless for more than half an hour, if it is not for the chest ups and downs from time to time, almost no one would think that the six "statues" One is still a "person".

Behind the desk, Ouyang Bo also sat quietly, motionless, with his head slightly lowered, his brows slightly furrowed, and it was hard to see what he was thinking about on his stern face.And there was a half-burned cigarette butt in his finger. Judging from the length of the ash, he seemed to have forgotten that he still had such a cigarette in his finger.

The wall clock was still ticking, and the seven people sitting six times in the study seemed to have turned into seven wax figures, only the white mist lingering on the cigarette butts proved their existence.

Suddenly, the phone of "Ring Ling Ling" rang loudly.Ouyang Bo's fingers trembled slightly, and the long strip of soot finally broke away from the "matrix" and scattered on the table.

Frowning slightly, Ouyang Bo seemed to have a bit of helplessness on his expression, he pressed the cigarette butt that was almost burnt to the end heavily into the ashtray and crushed it hard, and then he answered the phone.

The study room was still silent, even Ouyang Bo who was answering the phone didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.He just listened quietly, from that stern face, it was impossible to guess what was on the phone.

After a while, Ouyang Bo finally said flatly: "Got it."

Putting down the microphone, he slowly raised his eyelids to look at the six officers who had been standing in front of the desk for more than half an hour.These six officers all stood up straight, with their heads up and their chests upright, and even when the phone rang just now, none of them glanced in the direction of the phone.

Because they are all soldiers, and they are all school-level officials.

Ouyang Bo's gaze swept across their faces from right to left, and finally fell on the resolute face of the colonel standing on the far left, and stayed for half a second longer.

Feeling Ouyang Bo's gaze resting on him, Ouyang Lin puffed up his chest unobtrusively, but Ouyang Bo's next words immediately discouraged him.

Ouyang Bo said: "This 'military exercise' is led by Battalion Commander Xu."

Standing on the right side of Ouyang Lin, as the battalion commander, Xu Battalion Commander with the rank of lieutenant colonel took a step forward to salute, and said loudly: "Yes!"

Ouyang Lin was taken aback for a moment, then pouted helplessly.

Gently inhaling the smog that was still lingering in the air, Ouyang Bo stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, try not to cause unnecessary losses."

"Yes!" The six school officials said at the same time.

"lets go!"

"Boom!" The six school officers, including Ouyang Lin, stepped forward in unison and raised their arms to salute him.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

"Kang Dang!" In a very cheap hotel room, a few old copper coins fell from the empty tortoise shell in Zhuge Huang's hand onto the table, jumped up and down a few times, and then reluctantly lay down.

Zhuge Huang stared at the few copper coins silently for a while, but his face became more and more ugly.

Even he himself can't remember how many times he has performed the fortune-telling for 11. Unfortunately, the result of each deduction is different.But Zhuge Huang knew that it wasn't because of his lack of ability, but because 11's fate kept changing.This is because he is constantly creating miracles, he is trying to get rid of the control of fate, but unfortunately, there is still no way to escape the control of fate.

Because human beings are a kind of life.Trapped in the situation, how to break the situation?

He sighed heavily and walked to the window, looking at the dark weather outside, his face was full of worry and helplessness.Zhuge Huang said to himself slowly: "The moon is dim, the stars have no light, three thousand Yue Jia killed the King of Wu... Kill the master murderer, accompanied by Sirius. He is Shapo, who is Sirius?...Who is it?" Is it his noble star? Could it be Ouyang Bo?... How can I help him?"

Shaking his head, Zhuge Huang hurriedly returned to the table, spread out the paper, took out a pen and wrote down a poem heavily on the paper, perhaps it was the only one he could deduce after countless calculations of 11's life future.

"The red leaves of the maple forest fall with you, and you can find them in the traces of the sea of ​​​​flowers everywhere. You don't want to wake up after being drunk for a long time. Looking back on the past of a hundred years!"

sky!Zhuge Huang's calculated comment on 11 was exactly the same as what Wentian had given to 11 at the beginning.

Throwing away the pen holder, Zhuge Huang murmured: "Born for war, died for war, blood paves the way, and wars continue. A lifetime of heroic elegy, many years later, you will find that you have missed too much ...Those who love you, and those you love... use a lifetime of loneliness in exchange for hatred. Is it worth it? Son."

Blinking, Zhuge Huang tried hard not to let tears flow from his red eyes, took a deep breath before continuing to mutter: "It's my fault, if I didn't activate the taboo formation, your mother You won't be missing because of this, and you two must be living happily now?... I ruined your life. If that's the case, let me, an irresponsible father, bear the burden. I... come Change my life for you!"

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

It was late at night, and the road that was constantly flowing had already become deserted.Occasionally, a taxi driving at night or a private car returning late passes by, and the swaying beam of light brings temporary light to the dim world.

At the intersection, a taxi was parked alone in the middle of the intersection waiting for the countdown to the red light. The driver leaned on the window sill to support his cheek with one hand, while the other hand was limply on the steering wheel, yawning boredly.

27 seconds until the end of the red light...

The driver yawned again, patted his mouth, and reached out to change the radio station.Nowadays, radio programs are getting more and more boring, just like watching TV, often when watching the climax, countless annoying advertisements pop up suddenly.The same is true for broadcasting. The host just now was still telling a joke. Although it wasn't very funny, it was better than boring.But the host just said halfway through the joke, and said: "If you want to know about the funeral, we will come back after the commercial..." The driver immediately changed the channel.

After changing several radio stations, he couldn't find a satisfactory program. The driver shook his head and finally chose a radio station that was playing songs to listen to. He looked up at the traffic lights, and there were 19 seconds left...

At this moment, the sound of rumbling cars suddenly came from the road behind. Just by hearing the sound, one could tell that there were more than a few cars, and the engines of each car were running very fast. That was racing.

The driver turned his head and glanced back, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it for a long time.

A huge convoy appeared behind him, and there were twenty or thirty vehicles of various kinds driving over mightily.There are sports cars, cabriolets, private cars, off-road vehicles, hatchbacks, sedans, all kinds of cars, and the price of each one is not cheap.What is even more surprising is that these dozens of cars are actually "drag racing".

The first Baoji sports car passed the taxi at a speed of [-] or [-] yards, and then another sports car flew past from the other side.In less than a blink of an eye, another car roared past.One by one, the convoy passed by the taxi at a high speed of about [-] to [-] yards, and the road monitoring flashing lights above the intersection were constantly flashing.

"Are these people crazy?" The driver wiped his forehead with cold sweat, buckled up the seat belt that he hadn't worn since the first day of driving, and watched these cars speeding past one after another in horror. However, at the same time, I pray that no one who is not open-eyed will collide with his car.You must know that at such a fast speed, just a light touch can cause the two cars to burn together, destroying the car and killing people.

It may be that his prayers are effective, or it may be that these "speed racing" lunatics are not bored enough to seek their own death. In short, when the convoy passed more than halfway, his small boat floating in the rough waves was lucky. It was not hit by this big wave.

Finally, the last car also flew by.The driver wiped his forehead, looked at the rows of rear lights that seemed to be showing off, and muttered, "Damn, a bunch of lunatics."

The red light finally jumped to the green light. After the continuous flashing just now, I don't know if the camera above the head has been burned.Putting down the handbrake, the driver cautiously drove the taxi forward.

Just when the taxi came to the very center of the intersection, suddenly there was another burst of rumbling engine sound from the right direction.The driver was shocked, turned his neck and looked to the right, only to see [-] to [-] cars on the road on the right, rushing towards the intersection like lightning...

The driver's facial muscles twitched twice, and he wailed: "My God." Then, the taxi turned off in the middle of the intersection...

The Wang family's convoy finally caught up with the Yang family's convoy at the crossroads, and the two convoys merged into a torrent with a tacit understanding.A huge torrent of fifty or sixty vehicles drove towards the same direction --- the old city.

The Wang family and the Yang family didn't have any cover-ups, so they killed them with such great fanfare, so naturally they couldn't hide it from the eyes and ears of other forces.For a time, the focus of the entire capital was on the old city area.

At the same time, the strength of two entire battalions also set off from the third military region.

Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.

The hazy moon in the sky had been hidden for some time, leaving only a piece of blackness like ink in the dark sky.

Black makes people feel depressed.

Also, dead silence...

(End of this chapter)