Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

After the file explained the danger of the operation, Boss made a slap and did not make a decision immediately. 〖Literature m〗 She nodded and said that she would give more consideration.

"I don't know when I will leave, so if you decide, go through the procedures as soon as possible." The file said: "We do lack staff. As you said, I also have the same premonition as the shepherd dog. The past scenery is not Again, a full-scale war is coming. "

"Is the situation serious enough now?" Boss confirmed again.

"For the time being I am not quite sure, but it has made me uneasy."

Boss stood up, took the beret from his pocket and put it on, said, "I will give you the news as soon as possible." Then turned to me and said, "Dear Mr. Gold Lord, I wish you a good night." Waiting for me to answer I left my seat and walked along the other side of the aisle. The punk girl sitting beside me hurried up, ran a few steps, and suddenly stopped to bow to me and then continued to chase.

"She's from the Special Administrative Region of Japan, our central principality?" I couldn't help but ask the file. She naturally refers to the punk girl code-named "Bang Bang". The gift before she left made me feel like she was over there. However, her makeup was too thick, even the retina screen could not Without perspective, the facial features and facial bones are completely corrected, and the resulting makeup can't tell whether it is European or Asian, maybe it is a mixed race.

"Not very clear." The file was a little depressed. "I've never seen how she removes makeup."

It really makes people wonder what to say. My eyes caught up with the punk girl codenamed "Bang Bang". Watching her chasing her captain disappeared into the increasingly dense crowd.

"Are you really not lace-edged?" I asked without any question.

"I like men." The file was very sure, and he replied without whimpering.

I didn't continue to ask about Boss and Bang Bang.

After a while, the seats on both sides of us were filled with people. Although some people looked at us a few times, they didn't seem to be acquaintances of the file, and they didn't have the interest to talk to us. The hustle and bustle in the auditorium is getting louder and louder, with topics such as where to fight, which weapons to buy, and bragging about how powerful your sexual ability is. Even which populations are being resold, there are topics about all-female combatants, and most topics about the game will eventually evolve to be gambling. The brain hardware filters these messy conversations and classifies the topics. Presented in the retina screen in the form of documentation. I hope to find more information about "mystery" from these remarks, but within the scope of accepting voice signals, there is no such conversation at all.

Several men talked about women ’s work in a very indecent tone. Among them, there were some descriptions of the weirdness of those women. It is difficult to distinguish between facts and exaggerations. The following statement is obviously exaggerated, and such estrus-like display is really unbearable.

In the end, the only “key words” that can be locked are “female” and “devil”. "Sheep-head person", and "the unique taste when doing with them"-if you don't use "them", you can almost skip this sentence.

Rather than encountering demons, I believe that they did the kind of thing between men and women in the case of drug overdose. The scene must be very chaotic. If there were any impressions that forced me to put this kind of thing on the suspicion list, it was the illusion that I was influenced by white Claudia during the station incident. At that time, I did see a sheep ’s head The human body, something like a demon-I know. It was just an illusion, and the demon was not a female.

Do different people have the same hallucinations when taking drugs? The men who talked to the devil talked a bit, and not only one person, but everyone in that circle said so. Even though there is a high probability of malicious comparison, it is under a cautious attitude. I still wrote down their faces.

I observed the physical state of the crowd through the gaps between them. These men should not be warriors, they are more like a group of wealthy children who are pursuing excitement. At a glance, some can confirm that their physical condition is very bad, their hands and feet are vain, but some people are strong and have been trained.

"Are there any problems with those people?" The file noticed my gaze and looked over there with my eyes: "Those guys are patrons here and the most generous gold owners, and gambling is just a trivial matter to them, What they care most about is whether they can fight the winner of the all-female fight. In fact, as long as they are willing to pay, some players do n’t mind doing it with them, but there are exceptions. They have been staring at the cleaner for a long time, but I have n’t been able to do so. Wrestlers have encountered this kind of pursuit when they are still in the all-female fighting competition. As long as it is voluntary, we will not pay attention to it. "

"They said they saw the demon, and they came out with the devil." I smiled and said.

"Drug medicine." The file made a disdainful nasal noise.

"Are they also aiming for cleaners this time?" I asked.

"Not necessarily, I am probably interested in all the finalists." The file said: "These guys have a very strong taste, like a male dog who is in heat, as long as women want it." She pointed to it. A man, the guy's dress gives a deliberate arrogance, like playing the underworld godfather, his face is not handsome, but the figure is the best among the group of men, strictly speaking, it is The perfect triangular gold outline, he seems to have a sense of our gaze, turned his head and looked around. Although his eyes flickered past us, the retina screen has already locked his facial details, and he will not miss it. The pupil's instantaneous focus, he just pretended not to see us.

"Have you seen it?" The file seems to have been found, but he didn't care. "Feeling sharp, smart, strong, successful, full of charm, full of charms ... The headquarters once considered developing him as us A member of, but he has avoided all the hints. He has a high prestige in Las Vegas. He often hunts for beauty in the events here. A lot of women with good skills have been collected. If tonight ’s cleanliness The recruitment of workers is hindered, so most of the resistance should come from him. He has been pursuing cleaners for a while, but I ca n’t judge the progress between them. I have n’t always understood the woman ’s heart. What to think about. However, this also means that she is very powerful, isn't she? "

"What's his name?" I increased the man's attention by five percentage points, and the file's words seemed to suggest something uncertain.

"Cappucci." The file said, "But after our long observation, this is probably a pseudonym. In addition, he likes to call himself" Long Aotian ", because of his appearance as an Asian, I believe this Is his real name. "

"No ..." I heard these names. Can not help but produce strange emotions, "I think these names are not true."

"Why? Long Aotian is quite imposing, isn't he?" The file asked with interest.

"No one will call Long Aotian, even a man in the Central Duchy." I explained in the most powerful tone, but the file showed a doubtful expression, probably because it did not understand this interpretation.

"In the Central Principality, 'Long Aotian' is just a description." I explained the origin of the name 'Long Aotian' a little bit, which is a term with tacit understanding among men above the age of the Central Principality, " Refers to those men who are keen, smart, strong, successful, and full of charm, but the name is actually a derogatory term for irony. "

"Feeling sharp, smart, strong, with a successful career, amazing charm ... Is it taunting?" The file spread its hands. Said it was completely incomprehensible, "However, giving yourself this name makes the guy very confident, doesn't he?"

In a sense. indeed so.

"Do you think he will have other identities? For example, the secret pile of doomsday truth?" I asked clearly.

"Unclear, there are many seemingly suspicious places. But I haven't grasped the handle in these years, and all the doubtful places can be explained ... However, this is even more reassuring." The file said: "No matter what , He is still 'safe' for the time being. "

Now that the file says so, then I do n’t want to go any further, and no matter who he is, it has nothing to do with me. If I had to deal with the guy who claimed to be "Long Aotian", I would feel very headache. However, if the cleaner is his prey, I seem to inevitably have a headache.

I no longer pay attention to the situation over there, the light above the head suddenly goes out, the arena falls into a darkness, and the clutter of the noise seems to be wiped out together with the light. All the ongoing events in the arena were frozen for a few seconds. When the lights were turned on again, they ran again, and the hustle and bustle of the pause also sounded again, but it was no longer boiling like before.

The light that was relighted was no longer the bright white before, but a more atmospheric red, making people seem to be able to smell the **** smell. The people around me and the file made heavy breathing sounds, and the men and women pulled Neckline, it seems that this way to rationalize breathing. Most people have a pleasant smile full of anticipation on their faces, but some people are silent, or maintain a reserved smile, excluding those fanatic expressions, these silences and smiles are like flames burning in the ice.

"It's starting." The file said to me.

The four rings around the central ring have been emptied, and the spotlights cross the central ring. The intense drum music comes from all directions, suffocating, and the heart seems to jump out of the chest with the drum. The master of ceremonies walked into the ring and was a very conservatively dressed woman. She didn't have too many expressions on her face. According to common sayings, she was not suitable for the role of master of ceremonies. When she was pre-competition, her voice seemed to frost the air. However, no one complained about these "small flaws". The audience in the arena didn't care about the ceremonies at all. They just wanted to hurry up and enter the **** arena. A lot of gambling funds are flowing in the final round of all-female fighting, which is also an important inspection of the underground world before absorbing manpower. According to the file, even female fighters who can play in the finals in this all-female fight are not comparable to other non-primary male fighters. Although only cold weapons or melee combat are allowed on the ring, it can also reflect the quality of a warrior-no matter how powerful the weapon is, only a strong master is the key to victory.

After the master of ceremonies went down the ring. Rows of iron pillars rose from the ground around the ring. Forming an uncapped iron cage, there are only entrances in and out in four directions. Looking at the momentum is more solemn than the previous appetizer.

Just like the stormy drum music suddenly stopped, the whole arena fell into a more suffocating silence. The spotlight illuminated the players' entrance aisle, and two female soldiers walked out of the gates on the edge of the arena. The master of ceremonies began to broadcast the names and records of the two players with a cold voice. The process is not much different from the normal fighting game, but the content is more bloody, including the killing assessment, battlefield experience and their temperament, no matter how extreme. My hobbies are not concealed. But perhaps because of this, it also makes those who seek stimulation crazy.

The two female warriors who fought, one was of American Indian descent, could be identified by their skin color and appearance. Her figure is naturally fit, and her exposed skin is also covered with scars, especially the scars of half of her face that leave shocking burns. She is wearing bikini-style mail and leather pants, and two dog-leg knives are flying freely in her hands. , The audience got a fanatical roar as soon as they appeared-they should be very familiar with her.

In the game here, even if the players are dressed differently, it is difficult to judge whether it is simply a sensation or a purpose. At least, the Indian female warrior was dressed cool. Seems to rely only on the double sword in his hand.

The other is a white female, wearing a decent camouflage suit, the female body is completely covered by the clothes, the neckline is also tied to the throat, with short hair, the face is very neutral, painted with oil paint, if it is not already confirmed that it is a female, otherwise It is difficult to recognize the gender at once. She was empty-handed, only wearing gloves that exposed half of her knuckles on her palms.

Their record sounds terrifying. However, even if there are newcomers who can enter the finals, they are rarely unknown. The file didn't pay much attention to the introduction of the master of ceremonies. When looking at the two people, they rarely stayed on them. She seemed to have no interest in this battle.

"These two sound good," I said.

"It's just good. With normal war as the standard. They are naturally very good, but they are quite satisfactory compared to cleaners and wrestlers." The file paused and seemed to be looking for a better description. "They can't It makes me feel the power of mystery, and I ca n’t see even a special place in their data. Their power is only because of the results of too many battles and successful survival. There are too many such people. It's too ordinary. "

"Even if I enter this ... the all-girl finals are just ordinary?" I asked.

"All women's fighting will be held every year." The file just replied.

The two players entered the ring from the iron gates in their respective directions. The iron gates were closed after they entered. Although there was no command from the master of ceremonies, the battle had begun the moment they stepped on the ring. They didn't fight immediately, but walked along the invisible circle in a satisfactory manner, and tried their opponents in this equally satisfactory way.

"Is it right? If you are too formal, you can't live to the end in a" mysterious "war, no, even after a battle, you can already praise God." The file smiled with wonder whether it was disdain or regret. Looking at the two of them in a circle on the ring.

After a while, the Indian female soldiers first attacked. She threw the dogleg knife out of her hand, and while the white woman dodged, the second dogleg knife was ready to be cut off. This kind of straightforward attack naturally cannot produce an intuitive effect. The white female punches like a whip, hits the knife surface accurately, and swings the knife away. Just as she tried to bully, the Indian female soldier retreated quickly, and the dogleg knife she flung out suddenly entrained the wind and slammed into the back of the white female.

Suddenly, there was a violent roar in the auditorium, just listening to it, it was clear that this was the iconic attack method of the Indian female warrior. However, this iconic thing is naturally easier to prepare for. The Indian female warrior did not seem to care that the white female easily avoided the attack. The two once again came into close contact, hit, dodge, arms, feet, shoulders and head are weapons, and are also the targets of the attack. The white female is wrapped like a python On the body of the Indian female warrior ~ www.readwn.com ~ At the end of the final blow, the Indian female warrior kicked the dogleg knives with her feet and forced her to jump from her body.

The offensive and defensive turn becomes very fast, it is difficult for ordinary people to see all the movements. The sight of the retina screen is locked on the body of the Indian female soldier. On a very secret location, a thin arc was fired very quickly. But because of the effect of the spotlight, the location and size of the arc, it is difficult to be noticed by other people watching.

Although it is not known how powerful the electric shock is, it is clear that white women have suffered a small loss. Observing through the retina screen, her facial muscles twitched slightly and her hair no longer fluttered.

However, the final victory did not completely fall to the Indian female fighters because the white women were slightly inferior. When the Indian female warrior pursued, it seemed that she had just arrived at a small one, and even if there was no sign of fiery heat, the battle ended abruptly. The Indian female warrior's body suddenly fell to the ground, struggling a few times, and was caught by white women. He got up, gave his head a few punches hard, and then lifted up and fell on the iron fence beside the ring, never climbing again. (To be continued ...)

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