Meanwhile, the central district.
Behind the Chubu United University building, deep in the mountains where outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering, there is a swaggering mountain villa. There are antennas and searchlights on the three-story building. On the side is a garage that occupies a suspiciously large area, and there is a factory-like building in the back. The entire area looks like a secret base in a tokusatsu film, making people question the true purpose of this place.
The skeleton leader stood at the door of the villa, followed by two teams of uniformly dressed elite troops and his loyal deputy Badman. He gestured for everyone to step back and walked to the door of the villa.
The iron door opened, and Kushou walked in alone, passed through the entrance hall, and stood in the spacious living room.
"Morning, John, I don't see you coming to see me alone."
Mo Yuankai sat on the sofa in the living room and raised his hand to say hello. Wearing a T-shirt and trousers, he still looked cheerful. Nothing had changed except that his hair had changed color.
Gushou nodded slightly in response. He sat on a chair, looking at his old enemy face to face across a table, without saying a word.
"Wow, I'm so nervous." Mo Yuankai smiled, "What's going on?"
The skull suddenly raised his right hand, and a hidden muzzle popped out from the side of his mechanical arm! Six bullets were fired in half a second, five of which entered the wall, and one grazed the young man's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.
Mo Yuankai wiped his cheek and said nonchalantly: "So violent?"
Gushou put away his gun, grabbed Mo Yuankai's collar, pushed him against the wall, and looked coldly into his old enemy's eyes.
Mo Yuankai said nothing and smiled indifferently. Gushou let go and let him fall back onto the sofa.
"At first I thought it was just another rumor." The gang leader spoke for the first time, "Now I see with my own eyes that you have truly lost your power."
Mo Yuankai straightened his collar: "Everyone gets tired. I've fought too much and I'm exhausted. I'm ready to retire."
Gushou smiled, as if he had heard a very funny joke.
"You? Retired?"
"What should I do if I don't retire? To be a chivalrous person, you have to be strong. I hold a small wooden stick to go to the gangs to seek justice. Isn't that asking for death?" Mo Yuankai said mockingly, "The security of this city is worse than in the past. Much better, my historical mission has been completed. If you are willing to give me some face, please restrain yourself from fighting in the future."
"Face?"
, don’t? Such a good opportunity will never come again!
"
Gushou raised his right hand, and everyone fell silent, waiting for his instructions.
"He is our biggest enemy. In the past few years when the hero was active, our plans were shattered by him countless times, and our business was destroyed by him time and time again..."
"But he also had countless opportunities to kill me, kill Badman, and kill each of you. He didn't." Kushou closed his eyes, thinking of that short but long time in prison, "And He helped me and Badman during our most difficult moments."
"Tell everyone in the organization, tell every store we manage, tell everyone with a gun on our territory... not to take action against the heroes of the sky."
The gang leader said one word at a time: "Otherwise, he will be dealt with by me personally."
"clear!"
The younger brothers replied in unison, with serious expressions. No one said a word and they dispersed.
Kushou and Badman were walking side by side on the trail at the back of the mountain. A black off-road vehicle was parked at the end of the trail. The blue-haired deputy sighed and couldn't help patting his old friend who was shorter than him on the shoulder.
"Boss, look at you." Badman said sadly, "How can we still be in the underworld if we are so sentimental?"
"If you want to stay on the road for a long time, you have to be loyal."
"Damn it, are you still being loyal to your enemy?" Bardman spat, "Boss, I'm warning you, all the bullshit morality and favor are all empty! The more moral you are in this world, the sooner you will die. The more shameless you are, the better!"
The dead man laughed it off and grabbed the deputy's arm.
"I let you down."
"That's really disappointing, after all, I want his abilities..." Badman grinned, "But you are the boss! You have the final say."
Kushou let go and said, "How did it happen yesterday?"
Badman put away his ungrateful expression and took off his sunglasses.
"This is a difficult matter, boss. Yinsta, Zongqi, and Hatem are all old brothers who have been with us since the early days. They are all trustworthy in their skills and experience. They can get through several moves with me, but yesterday They are all missing." The strong man thought for a moment and added, "There is also a newcomer who can escape from the ground and is also missing."
The skull hoarsely spoke the newcomer's name: "Kova."
"Awesome, boss, I remember all this." Badman said, "I can't say whether the two things are related. Because I asked the people in Shengzi's group and they said that they provoked the master, Kowa, last night He was scared away, which sounds very consistent with his character.”
"I haven't come back yet, so I'm either caught or dead."
"I guess he's dead, but I can't think of who made the move." When saying this, Badman showed no emotion at all. "With three good hands and an earth escape technique, it's not difficult to deal with them without making a fuss." It is difficult to deal with these people. There are only a few masters in the city, so it is impossible for the official to take action on such a trivial matter."
"There was some movement yesterday." Kushou said, "There is a newcomer in the Thorn Area, fighting from afternoon to night."
"Boss, there is no motive..." Badman just finished speaking, shaking his head with a wry smile, "Oh my god, when did killing need a motive?"
"Even if the newcomer has no motive, those who do can use her momentum to do things." Kushou walked to the car, "There will be activities in the central area in the afternoon, and the movement will be even louder."
Badman opened the door for his boss and got into the driver's seat.
"Understood, boss. I will first ask the brothers on the street to withdraw, and let Ah Huang and the others be used as bait alone. I will personally keep an eye on the field to see if I can catch it."
"good."
The black off-road vehicle roared into action, and the leaders of Deathwing moved away from the mountain villa.
·
While the two people in Death Wing were talking, Mo Yuankai was not idle either. He wiped the wound on his face and kept mumbling something.
"You're very sad...Yes, I'm not happy...but no matter how much you talk, I won't do anything...Sister, I understand how you feel, but your approach really doesn't work...Seed? What? Seed? Sister, can you please take a rest... I'm so tired
..."
He spoke words that no one could understand, as if he were talking to an imaginary friend in the air, so weird that he seemed to be mentally disturbed. At this time, Mo Yuankai's cell phone rang. He turned around and saw that it was a message from his younger brother.
To: Mo Yuankai
[Brother, I went out for a long walk yesterday and felt much better. Yesterday I met a very funny new guy who lives next door to me. I’m going to stop by during the next two days when I have free time. I went to the doctor today and prescribed some medicine. She said I was in good condition. How are you doing? 】
To: Gongsun Ce
[I'm very fine, a little fatigue doesn't matter. It's rare that you have the patience to take care of someone new. She must be a pretty girl, right? 】
To: Mo Yuankai
【When did you learn to read minds? Yes, what a beautiful girl, I was so moved when I saw her. 】
Mo Yuankai imagined the weird look on his younger brother's face when he said this, laughed twice, and typed back: "I'm still in a bad mood. I see your condition has improved a lot." I'm going to order takeout. You can adjust slowly and try to be a good student when school starts next week. 】
As soon as he finished sending the message, his phone rang again, and the caller displayed the name of his collaborator.
Mo Yuankai answered the phone and said dejectedly: "Hello, principal? It's me... ah, Orus is looking for you?... I really can't help it, you know the situation."
"A Ce? Farewell, let him rest. He doesn't want to be involved in these things anymore. I ask you not to embarrass him anymore. ... If it doesn't work, go find Zijing... Be more open-minded. We will all do our best. Okay, now the city has improved a lot, we have to retreat when it’s time to retreat..."
Onover's voice came from the microphone, making his eardrums buzz.
"…Aulus Optimis is an even more ambitious man than his father. With the support of the radicals of the three major countries, he wants to turn this city into a ruthless military camp!
Mo, people with super powers have lost the freedom they should have. If our successors are deprived of their right to education and the joy of life, what will be left in this city? A cold and lifeless base, how could the children who grew up here have human feelings? ! "
Mo Yuankai opened his mouth, and the emotions in his heart surged in like a tidal wave. Just when he was about to agree, his eyes darkened and he said bitterly.
"Principal, you are right...but I am only a freshman this year."
Honoraire fell silent for a moment. Mo Yuankai imagined the situation on the other side of the phone. The kind-hearted educator must have a ashamed expression in the office.
"……I'm very sorry."
"It doesn't matter. I'll tell Zijing when I get the chance. No matter how busy I am, I won't be able to help."
Mo Yuankai hung up the phone and lay down on the sofa.
【I really want to help you. 】
The voice in his heart appeared again, making him upset. But what else could he do? Unable to use his power, let alone stand up, what else can he do with a famous name?
The past is no more.
·
Gongsun Ce looked at the text message he just received and smiled.
He walked to the bathroom, winked in the mirror, and changed his expression. Sadness, guilt, excitement, joy, panic... all kinds of expressions are lifelike, and the speed of changing faces is faster than that of an actor on the stage. The expressions are so real that it is impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones.
"The basic skills haven't been mastered yet."
He was back to his old self, the listless gray-haired boy.
It's time to stay away from right and wrong. Don't cause trouble for your elder brother, and don't cause trouble for yourself. Let the superpower organizations do whatever they want. Just like Big Brother said, be a good student and wait until school starts.
Looking forward to a wonderful high school life. That would be interesting, wouldn't it? Caldesia and Qin Qianbai are both in the same school. Maybe he can make new friends, which would be great.
Gongsun Ce opened the door with a smile, and the expressionless girl was waiting for him in the corridor.
"Wait a minute."
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Qianbai asked.
What are you doing? No one can reach such a speech on the radio waves. Don’t think that everyone is a new human being. Through the preface
You can understand each other's intentions without any follow-up dialogue.
"You look sad."
Gongsun Ce raised his hand and knocked his neighbor on the head.
"Think about it, Mr. Gongsun, what do I have to be sad about? It's my acting skills, you know?"
"Oh..." Qin Qianbai covered her head silently.
Gongsun Ce laughed.
"Let's go eat bayberry."
