Su Mingan stared at Peg who was approaching.
Rongyuan was indeed very clever in dressing up Peg to look like Lu Shu, but when Su Mingan saw this imitation coming towards him, he would only feel disgusted.
"Get out." Su Ming'an whispered.
Peg didn't hear it and kept walking forward. His black and white Hanfu was embroidered with cranes and bamboo leaves, and the style was exactly the same as Lu Shu's in the past.
When people around him saw it, they all held their breath and concentrated, and many people froze their smiles.
Su Mingan stretched out his hand.
Seeing this, Peg immediately reached out his hand, as if he wanted to hold his hand——
"Pop", a soft sound.
Su Mingan's index finger was placed in front of Peg's forehead, and a dark light of annihilation flickered vaguely.
Peg's cold sweat slipped down with a "swish", his legs and feet went weak, and he lay on the ground unable to stand up. There was a clear mark of broken skin on his forehead.
There was silence in the hall.
Next to him, Andwis from the Freedom Alliance glanced at Peg, smiled as if nothing had happened and continued to chat with Su Mingan about the war, as if nothing had happened.
Peg's approach was like a clown's play.
The mocking eyes of the people around him were like sharp swords, which made Peg get up in embarrassment, lowered his head and ran out of the door.
In the cold night, the cold wind is no longer so freezing. With the warmth technology left behind by Akto, Doomsday City will feel like spring all year round.
Lang Yuan waited outside the gate with a gloomy expression. Next to it was a swimming pool filled with water and bunched up sun umbrellas. The environment was carefully arranged.
Seeing Peg rushing out in a hurry, his face became more and more gloomy.
"You came out so quickly, and he rejected you?" Rongyuan said coldly.
"He doesn't like Bai Mao at all, he almost killed me!" Peg shouted loudly and loudly.
Rongyuan quickly covered his mouth. Fortunately, except for some patrolling guards, there was no one else around.
"It's strange. Doesn't this method work?" Rongyuan whispered: "It's impossible for him not to like Bai Mao. Everyone says he likes it. You must be too artificial."
Peg whispered: "I already look like..."
"There is no other way. If even Akto refuses to let me go, then I can only..." Rongyuan said to himself.
He thought deeply and left with Peg.
"Poof." There was a soft sound, and a head slowly emerged from the swimming pool.
Edward, who had blond hair, stared at the retreating melting plain quietly. He climbed out of the swimming pool and jumped out like a ghost.
…
Su Mingan didn't want to attend this banquet. No matter before or now, he hated this kind of scene like a gathering of relatives.
He was used to people's cold looks. When his father died, all the relatives who used to greet him with smiles avoided him like the god of plague. He understood at a very young age that even blood ties were composed of interests.
Just like now, this dinner party for Akto to clear up the dust is just a confrontation between power and interests. He has heard countless temptations.
The glass in his hand was always empty, without a drop of wine on it. Others did not dare to force him to drink. They just secretly and openly inquired about the close-up view of Doomsday City.
This group of people have impure thoughts, and some even have the idea of overthrowing Doomsday City. After all, the technology he gave these people has almost been digested, and some people are thinking of burning bridges.
He has a lot of sophisticated skills at his disposal that haven't been leaked yet, but he's just waiting for someone to fall out with him.
Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol hit his face.
"Cough, cough..."
He took a step back, his face turning red from being choked.
He raised his eyes and saw a white-haired woman wearing a gold-rimmed evening dress. Her dress was as dazzling as glittering gold, as if all the jewelry had been added to it, and she carried an exhilarating aura. Dizzy smell of alcohol.
"Lord Akto." She blushed: "Why don't you drink? Come, I'll pour you a drink..."
She is the Lord of the Ninth City, Herax, and the highest-ranking person in the banquet hall. The ninth city where she was located was originally the ninth district of the gods' camp. Later, districts one to ten were all built. She became the lord of the city, and her status also increased.
The Ninth City is located in a strategic location, with several ore sources nearby that Doomsday City is in urgent need of, and it is Doomsday City's main trading partner. If there is a rift between the two, Doomsday City will not only be cut off from resource supply, but will also suffer a counter-attack from its original allies.
Now that the all-out war has just been launched, the Ninth City has an ambiguous attitude and is very likely to betray the god's camp and become an ally of Doomsday City. Tredia and others need the help of the Ninth City and dare not offend her.
Therefore, Hercules knew that she had enough capital. So what if Asa Acto's reputation was high during the cataclysm of the century? He certainly wouldn't dare offend her now.
She had long since set her sights on the city lord written in the history books. He looked too clean and calm, and his appearance was particularly charming in her eyes.
Seeing Su Ming'an blushing due to being choked, and even having water in her eyes, she found this scene more and more touching. He was more beautiful than the eight lovers in her villa area.
When a person is blessed with various auras, he is praised as a god. Then pulling the gods down is a very interesting thing.
"Lord Hercules, the teacher doesn't drink." Tredia appeared instantly as if teleporting, blocking Su Ming'an like a chicken guard.
"What's the matter with you in the communication between our city lords?" Heraks raised his red lips, her eyes filled with aggression and ambition.
She pushed her hand through Tredia's beige hair and pushed her away.
Tredia's face turned red, but she couldn't take action. This was a social occasion, and she couldn't attack Hercules for her own selfish desires.
"Asa." Heraks even called her an affectionate name unscrupulously. She got close to Su Ming'an, and the people around her immediately moved away. No one dared to stop the powerful Lord of the Ninth City.
"As long as you drink this glass of wine, the Sisi Legion in the Ninth City will be at your disposal."
Hercules tilted his white wrist, and bright red wine flowed into Su Ming'an's empty wine glass, shining like blood under the golden glass lamp.
Tredia stood there, extremely anxious, but did not dare to step forward.
Su Mingan stared at the glint in Hercules' eyes, and then looked at the red wine glass in his hand.
There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this glass of wine, but it is definitely not poisonous. Hercules does not dare to poison him. If Doomsday City wants to fight her to the death, the Ninth City will also be destroyed.
So, if it’s not poisonous...
Su Mingan looked up.
Those who had been claiming to be his partners have retreated far away for fear of being affected. Even the deputy leader of the Freedom Alliance, who had a pleasant conversation with him just now, stood aside with a smile and had no intention of intervening.
In the distance, Lu glanced at Yueyue next to her, and Yueyue was looking at her brother Che. Che looked at Xia Sheng for help, and Xia Sheng looked at Xiang Xi...
This scene can be called a world-famous painting.
People exchanged a series of glances, you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one could stand up.
They don't have the "proper" status to break that wine bottle.
Some players were gloating over the misfortune, and some "heavyweight" players were eager to push Hercules away and replace them.
Hercules' hand with red nails stopped on the edge of the red wine glass. She held the wine glass between her fingers, and the rim of the glass was close to Su Mingan's lips.
"A glass of wine can be exchanged for a hundred thousand troops." Heraks whispered: "You are a 'human hero'. For the sake of the war situation and the lives of more people, you should not be unwilling to drink this glass of wine... I am very unattractive. Really? Why are you so hesitant?"
She looked at the hesitation in his eyes with admiration. His dark gray eyes looked very beautiful to her.
Su Mingan was indeed hesitating, but not whether to drink the glass of wine.
He was hesitating whether to blow Hercules' head right now. Let her go back, take out a lot of high-end weapons at night, and unite everyone to bomb the Ninth City.
He stretched out his hand to snatch the wine glass.
In everyone's eyes, it was him who stretched out his hand to take the wine glass——
"It seems you really like Bai Mao, and you even want to drink this kind of wine."
A cold voice came out from nowhere, and a hand suddenly appeared on Hercules' head, pulling her white hair and giving her a slap!
"Bang——!"
Hercules was slammed to the ground by this hand and coughed up a mouthful of blood. A large amount of blood immediately appeared on her body, as if she wanted to resist. However, a golden sword blade descended from the top of Liuli, piercing through her shoulder and pinning her to the ground.
"Ahhhhh-" Hercules screamed, blood spilled from her shoulder and dyed the ground red.
That hand let go of her white hair, and a figure slowly solidified in the light. His other hand happened to hold the body of the red wine glass thrown out by Hercules, with an extremely elegant posture.
As soon as Su Mingan saw the appearance of this pretender, he knew who it was.
Every time this person appears, he must look radiant.
"Isn't it just the Ninth City worth sacrificing your heroes?" Su Lin sneered, looking around at the silent people: "It's just a hundred thousand troops, I can pay for it by myself."
"Then you drink." Su Mingan said.
Su Lin's sudden appearance disrupted his thoughts. He also wanted to fish out some more people with ulterior motives. His shadow's state is resistant, even if he drinks alcohol, ordinary drugs will not knock him down.
Su Lin stared at him and poured the red wine into Herax's mouth.
"The world doesn't need you to work hard enough." Su Lin pointed out: "At least cherish yourself, the situation has not reached the point of betraying you."
On the ground, Hercules began to twist and turn, and the scene was extremely eye-catching.
"Drag her down and lock her up." Su Lin said coldly.
Everyone present looked at each other, no one listened to his words.
"Do as he says." Su Mingan said.
Immediately a waiter came from outside the door and dragged Hercules away, leaving a long trail of blood.
After what happened, Su Mingan had no intention of staying any longer, and several collaborators also looked embarrassed. Su Mingan said a few words briefly and left early.
The cold wind on the rooftop blew his black hair. He held on to the railing and looked at the city below that had changed a lot in the past 10 years.
Under the cover of night, the 132-story Times Central Building was gradually built, and the light rail was being laid out. He saw many resource reserve towers, training and construction fields, and bus stops with green lights.
In the distance, the blue barrier flashed, and the outer city of Doomsday City was being recovered. The hundreds of thousands of people in this city live a busy life.
After what happened just now, he felt extremely unfamiliar with the current Doomsday City.
No one can stand by his side when he needs someone.
At this time, footsteps came, and Su Lin walked slowly behind him.
"The Second City is under my control, and it will always support Doomsday City." Su Lin said: "Doomsday City is currently suffering from internal and external troubles. If you don't know how to use power, I will teach you how to deal with these power struggles."
"Why do you want to help me?" Su Mingan asked.
"I can't stand it." Su Lin said, "I can't stand those people who surrender to the invaders."
"No need to make excuses."
"Don't be narcissistic. It has nothing to do with me helping you. It's just because you are the leader of the freedom camp." Su Lin said.
"Okay." Su Mingan said.
The two were silent for a while.
"About the third-line time flow of the Ninth World, the information I currently know is..." Su Mingan told Su Lin the clues and wanted to ask for his opinion.
After listening to this, Su Lin thought for a while.
"Su Mingan." He said, "Have you ever heard of the concept of a two-dimensional world?"
"The world on paper? A parallel world?"
"Have you ever considered that these three timelines, the 32 years of Kaiusta, the 72 years of the laboratory, and the 102 years of the City of Measurement - they may not be in the same dimension?" Su Lin asked.
Su Mingan was shocked. He originally thought that the third-line time was complicated enough, but he did not expect that Su Lin also proposed the concept of different dimensional spaces.
In this way, time and space are intertwined... and then multiplied, how complicated must this world be?
"You mean the dimensionality improvement and dimensionality reduction of the world?" Su Mingan asked.
"Yeah, similar." Su Lin said.
"I don't know much about this aspect. I will try it again." Su Mingan said.
Su Lin looked into the distance.
"Then tonight, let's shovel the Ninth City first to eliminate future troubles." Su Lin suddenly said: "Otherwise, the white hairs given to you will continue to flow."
"Just me?" Su Mingan asked.
"enough."
"Too."
…
At night.
The 9th City welcomed two uninvited guests.
The night in the city is illuminated by dazzling golden light as if it were daytime, and countless brilliant lights fall from the sky.
After Su Mingan covered the space and secretly killed the deputy city lord of the Ninth City, he opened the window and saw Su Lin setting off golden fireworks outside.
He raised his hand.
A floating cannon like a transparent jellyfish appeared behind him, aiming at the central tower of the Ninth City - where the symbol of the god was built.
"boom--!"
There was a loud noise, the god's emblem shattered in the light, and the mechanical army fell down like wheat.
Su Lin fell to the ground and waved to him, the pink shadow trembling slightly on her shoulders.
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