At the same time, Allen was questioned by a strange middle-aged man.
On the other side, in the home villa surrounded by a hedge maze, Xiao Di also received a message from Gao Yi for the first time in a long time.
As for why it is said to be information, not communication...
Naturally, because Gao Yiren was still floating on the sea, it was difficult to accurately locate and communicate, so he could only resort to some unconventional means.
Right now, in the floor-to-ceiling mirror located in the corner of the living room, Xiaodi's skin is constantly changing, which is the best explanation.
One second...
One second...
Three seconds (pause) - five seconds!
I saw that at the same interval, the skin carried by Xiaodi was constantly switching back and forth between [Snow Sentinel] and [Shadow Hunter].
As the person involved, it was even more energetic and watched its changes in the floor-length mirror attentively until there was no reaction at all.
"Mr. Gao, Mr. Gao, if you haven't called me for so long, I almost thought you were dead at sea."
"Fortunately, my waiting was not in vain, and I finally got the news about your old age."
Xiao Di recited happily, with a few drops of sweat dripping from his forehead: "Come, let me see what happened to you..."
The long Morse code was arranged in its mind like a substance. From then on, a message traveled across thousands of miles and arrived in an instant.
[Missteps at sea lead to big mistakes. ]
The first line that came into view made Xiao Di frown.
Failed?
Did the Sun King succeed in his conspiracy?
Because the conversation between them was not of a communication nature, Xiao Di could only continue following Gao Yi's words.
[The person who made the layout and the one who benefited is someone else outside the market]
Um?
Xiao Di clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth: According to Xiao Gao, the identity of the profiteer was actually beyond his expectation?
[Furthermore, there is no tribunal on board the ship]
[This kind of situation is extremely abnormal and completely inconsistent with the rumors we have previously learned...]
[So I suspect that something terrible is happening or about to happen in Kyushu at this time. ]
"It is like a pile of fresh flesh and blood, which attracts the attention of hunters more than a decaying corpse..."
On the bridge, Gao Yi looked at the sea, and his voice, in the arrangement of Morse code, was imprinted in Xiao Di's mind: [I will come back as soon as possible. Before that, no matter what happens in the East China Sea, I can only ask you first]
"Telegram" comes to an end for now.
Xiao Di fell into deep thought.
Something that is happening or... about to happen?
Suddenly, it seemed to remember something.
He quickly came to the sofa and turned on the TV that had not been used for a long time.
After changing several channels, news about typhoons came into its sight again.
Xiao Di's breathing suddenly became much faster.
"These humans..."
Really tireless.
Still tracking the movement of this airflow——
"Migratory Bird" Speeds Up? The login time is questionable! 》
"Latest bulletin from Donghai Meteorological Bureau at 11:00 noon - "Migratory birds" should not be underestimated"
"Donghai, are you really ready?"
On the outskirts of the city, in an unremarkable rural village, a young man was leaning against the wall, brushing and shaking with relish.
He is a college student returning to his grandparents' house for the summer.
Although he has a crispy skin, when he needs help in the fields, he will also carry the bucket without hesitation.
No, just after picking vegetables, he found this place to take some time off. By the way, he used the fragmented time to read the latest news on Dou Shui.
"typhoon?"
The young man looked at the appearance of a formidable enemy on the Internet, and thought deeply for a while, but soon returned to his dull look and continued to refresh the video.
Da da da……
At this time, he suddenly heard a series of crisp knocking sounds, like someone dancing on the tiles with hard-soled leather shoes.
"what sound?"
He looked up with confusion on his face and looked towards the place where the sound came from, but suddenly he saw a tall red-brown horse, which was clattering towards him as if walking.
what's the situation? horse?
Grandpa, does anyone still raise horses here?
The young man's eyes followed the horses upwards, but under the scorching July sunshine, he saw the God of Heaven!
Riding on the horse was a shirtless man.
His chest muscles were bulging, and his broad back lines were like a winding mountain range. At this moment, sweat happened to be sliding down along the undulating muscles, making him look like a god poured by molten iron under the light. Forgive yourself.
Thumb thump thump thump...
"What
is
love? "
"Baby don't hurt me~"
"Don't hurt me——"
"no more~"
Thumb thump thump thump thump thump~
On the phone, DouDou just refreshed to a new video.
In the video, a muscular and fit man is looking like he is stretched out, with his hands on his waist.
"King of Power?!" the young man blurted out subconsciously.
"Um?"
The "god" on the horse seemed to be confused by his words, and immediately cast a doubtful look.
The young man couldn't help but blush and thought: Fuck!
He said the wrong thing, he was obviously from Kyushu, now he was embarrassed.
"sorry, I……"
The "Mighty King" on horseback didn't care about the young man's dispensable apology and asked directly: "Is this the border of the East China Sea?"
"Uh...yeah."
The young man rubbed the back of his head: "Brother, are you going to the East China Sea? But with your outfit and this horse, you..."
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't imagine the connection between the three.
"Um."
"King Hercules" was not prepared to answer the other party's question at all. After getting the answer he wanted, he put his horse in the belly and rode on.
Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu~haha~
Thump thump thump thump thump thump…
The music gradually faded away, and the young man stared blankly at the back of "King Hercules".
It was obvious that he was the one who should be annoyed by being ignored, but he focused all his attention on the back muscles like wings stretching behind that person.
Not long after, he felt a warmth in his nose.
"No way, maybe I am..."
In most people's eyes, he is a bodybuilder with a perfect figure.
However, in the eyes of a very small number of people, he is synonymous with power.
The sun sets.
The man reined in his horse and stopped on the cliff outside the guardrail of the mountain road, then turned over and dismounted.
The evening breeze washed away the sweat flowing from his body.
At this moment, the reflection of the bustling city center is clearly visible on the horizon.
"The practice in the wilderness is over."
He murmured to himself, stroking the mane of the horse beside him.
A strange scene happened.
Under his gentle caress, the big reddish-brown horse disappeared out of thin air!
Immediately afterwards, a dark motorcycle took its place.
The man took out his jacket and eyepieces from under the driver's seat, put them on carefully, and immediately turned the accelerator.
Boom~
In the evening in the forest, it seems as if a wild beast is awakening.
The motorcycle continued to roar in his hand, and suddenly there was a loud roar, turning into a black shadow and leaping over the guardrail, crashing onto the winding mountain road, and speeding away.
Sunset and moonrise.
Light and shadow interweave.
In the fierce evening wind, the man took his hands off the handlebars, opened his arms to himself, and shouted towards the illusory East China Sea——
"Chariots, levy them here!" (End of this chapter)
