"Have you decided?"

In the empty courtyard, Huai Shi heard Guo Shouque's voice on the phone.

The old man still looked slow and he couldn't hear the decision of Huai Shi, but he was just confused.

"Yes." Huai Shi thought for a moment and shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, there are only so many things that can be done... So I thought that instead of giving up halfway and continuing to survive, it would be better to do a big vote.

At least, you can still use the best of your money, right?"

“You have done enough.”

Guo Shouque sighed: "No one will think you have done too little, Huai Shi, this is not your own business after all, even if you don't do anything next, there will be other people who will continue to complete the work.

No one will say anything if you have a proper rest.”

"Then, do you see others being generous and glorious?"

Huai Shi asked back: "Mr. Guo, do you think I am the kind of person who puts a good golden thread, sets up the stage, does all the work, and then lets others stand in the C position?

I'm a drama tyrant.

As long as my concert is not over yet, no one can interrupt my special session.”

"Ha, although the courage that makes people particularly like me is, this arbitrary and arrogant look is really unappreciative."

The old man on the phone sighed: "After all, it's the heroic blood of young people, I won't pour cold water on it, you go."

"Then thank you for your understanding."

Huai Shi sighed lightly and laughed at herself: "But, the hero's passion is probably not worth mentioning. If you want to say who else is better than me, you have never thought that way... At best, you just want to do your best."

"Is this a pretty thing to say?"

Guo Shouque asked jokingly: "If you call doing your best, wouldn't I be a corpse-like person? Or would you even pretend to be here?"

"Isn't my actions today for your actions in the future Mr. Guo? What are you talking about? As for pretending... I'm afraid there are more or less, some."

Huai Shi thought for a moment and shook her head slowly: "For a long time, everyone thought I was a hero. But I just rely on my own likes and dislikes, my own conditions and talents to do whatever I want.

But there are more people, and more people fighting against hell do not have the ability and support of me, right?”

Guo Shouque was silent.

"Is it the only one who is the hero in this world?"

Huai Shi asked, "If those who have no support can fight for others' sorrow and tears, then why can't I do my best to do my best if I master the strength, have the ability, and have a way out of here?

Even if you pretend, it’s better than just standing by and watching, right?”

After a brief silence, Guo Shouque on the other end of the phone seemed to laugh.

“… Whether you pretend or not, having such an idea is much better than those guys who have a little bit of ambition and glory in their minds and regard everything as something in their pocket.

Very good, Huai Shi, just go and do your best."

Guo Shouque finally asked: "Is there anything else that needs help?"

"Uh, it seems there is really."

Huai Shi patted her head: "Where are the original photos, please take a look at them."

He was quite embarrassed to let my little brother be a tool man for so long.

With the secret contact and communication between the two sides for such a long time, the Black Horse Group has probably been targeted by the giants. After he turned over the table, he could not be harmed, so he was caught in prison again, right?

It's enough to die once.

I'm afraid that the society will die many times, but I'm afraid it will really kill people.

"That little kid is originally from Dongxia. Will I still stand by and watch? As for some storm, it is also a good thing to experience."

Guo Shouque shook his head slightly. He originally wanted to take Huai Shi's hand again, but he didn't expect to be so polite.

"Okay, since you kid has made up your mind, I won't persuade you."

He shook his head and smiled: "I originally said that I was in a good mood today. No matter what your requirements you have, you can consider it..."

"Uh? That's so good?"

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows slightly, pinched her chin and thought for a moment, "What you want to say is nothing, I'm just a little curious about you saying that my soup base is almost meaningful, but I always have to let me see the real old soup, right?"

"Haha, there will be a chance, boy."

The last smug laughter came from the phone, meaningful:

"Just don't be scared."

A blind voice came.

Hang up.

And at the same time, the lower level areas are the darkest.

Guo Shouque threw away the phone in his hand and walked forward.

In the drainage ditch that had long been abandoned, in the darkness where there were few people with scavengers and rats, countless faint outlines were surging.

Like farmland.

The rotten wind blows in the distance, and the "rice" growing in the mud sways, swaying gently like countless wriggling tentacles.

In this way, on the ridge of the field in the dark, the old man looked back and looked forward to it.

It's a little bit short...

The last point.

"Be prepared for an eye-opener, boy."

In the darkness that no one saw, the old kitchen demon walked through the rice fields with his hands on his back and looked forward to it: "This is real... the soup of disaster for the country."

Darkness and silent.

Quietly, swallowing everything.

boom!

There seemed to be a loud noise coming from afar.

When Huai Shi walked out of the gate, she heard the faint sound. When she turned around, she saw a thick smoke slowly rising from the middle floor of the city towards the sky.

Like a whining soul.

Floating away.

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi's steps paused for a moment, causing the followers around him to look at each other.

"Maybe it was another attack that pretended to be our name?" Luca scratched her head: "This kind of thing always happens."

"Um."

Huai Shi nodded, "You are right."

So, the pace continued to move forward.

And in the middle-level area, the secret stronghold of the Final Education Order has already flowed into a river of blood.

During the sudden attack, most people died in confusion and horror. Those who reacted shouted reminders, but staggered and fell to the ground in the sharp blade from behind.

The entire stronghold was in chaos.

The private army of enterprises with gas masks broke through the blasted walls and ceilings, and then they were slaughtered in a straightforward manner.

"Go away quickly, go away quickly"

The leader in the secret room rushed to his subordinates and opened the secret passage of escape: "I'll help you delay time. Go to the Holy See and tell him that there is a rebellion among us..."

Bang!

With a low muffled sound, the leader fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

The subordinate looked at the secret report stuffed into his hand expressionlessly, sneered, and threw it to the side casually. Then he knelt on the ground in the loud blast, holding his head in both hands.

"Don't shoot, your own people!"

Double-sided spy shouts from the enterprise.

At this moment, on the road two streets away from Huaishi, an ordinary truck slowly stopped at the door of the shop. In the carriage, the fully armed angels of war reported in a solemn voice:

"Squad Alpha, get in place!"

In the sewer, the legion, which was walking forward silently with silt and sewage, stopped and looked at the traffic outside through the grid of the drainage well:

"Squad Beta, take your place."

"Gamma Squad, in place."

"Delta...Ypsilon...Interceptor...Aita..."

"Sita Squad, get in place!"

The last response was the snipers distributed on the high-rise buildings in the distance. With hundreds of meters of distance, the scope was already faintly shrouded in the overly handsome smiling face.

It seems that I am talking and laughing with my subordinates, and I am gradually moving towards the present situation of death without realizing it.
To be continued...