latent syndrome.

Chapter 264. 263. Desperation
Di Yu himself didn't know how long he had been walking, and his consciousness became a little trance.

The torrential rain intensified, and the soil in the dense forest turned into a slurry. Every step I took, I got stuck in the mud, and my boots were halfway down.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the forearm.

Di Yu glanced up, and before he knew it, some silver snake scales the size of fingernails grew on it, which was extremely ugly, and the cold rainwater soaked on it, as cold as winter.

The excruciating pain that penetrates the bone marrow is like pouring ice liquid into the decayed tooth, reaching the pulp, freezing the nerves, spreading to the spine and then skyrocketing to the brain.

"how can that be?"

Di Yu tried to goug out this piece of skin with a dagger, but it was useless. The regrown flesh and blood still entangled the scales.

He understood that this was a sign that the abyssal disease had started to worsen due to the backlash of the vision. Once it spread to the whole body and became a complete monster, it would fall into frenzy and finally die violently.

But he obviously couldn't use his strength anymore.

The most important thing is that only cowards, only weak people will be eroded by the abyss, and Di Yu firmly believes in this.

Blood and water mixed with rain.

Di Kuo's five fingers twitched, maybe it was the monk, he had heard that in Southeast Asia, there was also something like witchcraft, called lowering the head or something.

Interfere with your own mind and make yourself weak.

"Correct!"

"It must be so..."

"It must be so..."

He untied himself in this way, his eyes were fierce, and he walked downstream along the place where there was a river.

Drove through the muddy roads and climbed one hill after another.

I do not know how long it has been.

night.

Di Kuo was a little exhausted. Traveling through the harsh weather, the backlash of the vision and the loss of ability, he couldn't afford such an action at all.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw the red and purple glow in the sky, which is the unique light pollution of the city.

There was a sinister smile on Di Yu's face, he suppressed the churning of his viscera, quickened his pace, and reached a commanding height on a mountain, overlooking the port city.

He turned on the mobile phone that killed the soldier, and the battery was less than one-fifth, but it was enough to make a call, and the signal here was full.

After inputting the region number, he dialed the SCT foreign reprimand department with trembling fingers. It only takes a hunk to come over and clean up all the idiots here.

After entering all the numbers, Di Yu hesitated for a while, took down the dial button, and put the speaker to his ear.

Fortunately.

This phone card has international calling service, and Di Kuo got through.

The 24-hour online customer service of a mining company confirmed Di Mao's identity, and 20 seconds later, he was transferred to SCT's foreign affairs department.

Don't wait for Di Yu to speak.

The female voice on the opposite side was full of surprise.

"Is it...Mr. Di Kuo?"

"You're not in Los Angeles..."

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SCT.

Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

It's just like any call center, except there are no windows, grid desks, piles of paperwork, calls from all over the world, and return visits from liaisons.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment, I want to ask the minister for instructions."

When she received a call from Di Yu at her seat, the blond woman in a wrap-around skirt opened her mouth slightly, her face full of horror.

His eyes frantically scanned the entire office, trying to find the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

And her voice has long been heard.

The man was in the shadow of the fire escape, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see half of the black officer's uniform under the light.

The hip-wrapped skirt did not neglect, and hastily took down the receiver, walked to the fire exit, gave the call to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and said with some horror that the call was from a place called Sihanoukville Port.

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Seeing that there was no response from the other side for a long time, Di Yu was a little anxious, pacing on the spot, thinking of the weird poster in the daytime, feeling a little bad.

It seems that a long time has passed, enough to complete the editing and synthesis of the film shot in Los Angeles, as well as all the announcements, and then enter people's sight.

How long have you lost consciousness?It may not be more than a month, he has an ominous premonition.

"Di Yu...I really didn't expect you to be alive."

"Like a cockroach, this tenacious vitality will never die."

"Looking at all the people who were sent to Los Angeles, you are the only survivor."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs is also a member of the summit and one of the top cadres. Unlike the dispatched cadres, he handles the affairs of the headquarters. His position in the summit is second only to the chief and the two vice-chairmen. superior.

The defeat in Los Angeles, the sudden death of some high-end fighters in the combat catalog, and the most important thing is that the invincible Pope also died there. SCT invested too much power and countless resources, which made SCT hurt a lot Part of the vitality, Di Yu couldn't absolve himself of the blame, and he had to bear all the responsibilities.

"Whatever you say, you should know where I am now."

"I'm having a little trouble right now."

"Please send someone to support immediately, it is best to list the top [-] people, speed."

Di Kuo believed that any one of the top fifty could hang Klein up and beat him. This kind of conscienceless beast occupies a place and dominates, and he must act for the heavens.

The man opposite was silent for a while, then said.

"You should know that you have another identity now, hero DB."

"Don't mention how much those low-level people admire you. You have become a symbol, Di Yu."

"Most importantly, you're dead."

"Only in this way can you live forever in everyone's hearts."

The foreign minister's voice was cold.

"What do you mean……"

"Don't fucking talk to me, just tell me what you have to say."

Di Yu looked gloomy. He had glanced at that man at the summit, and he was a heinous bastard.

"Is such that."

"Just for this matter, you can also use the story of the hero's nirvana to maximize your value."

"The problem is... you know some lunatics with cropped heads and black uniforms who don't want to kill themselves?"

"They're...let's keep it a secret from you."

"It's best if you die, Di Yu."

"We must completely eradicate this extremely frenzied threat. After all, this organization was created by you alone."

"There... Let me look at the information. It is ruled by a character named Klein, who was once a member of SCT. Because he did not infringe on his interests, he was just allowed to rule violently there, and he will continue when he matures. Harvest."

"You seem to have a little feud with him."

"It's really unimaginable. With your ability, you would still ask for help. You were... swallowed back by the abyss, right?"

"I will also send elite personnel here to kill you."

"Good luck, Mr. Diko."

beep……

beep……

The phone was hung up immediately, and Di Yu froze in place. When he called again, the number had already been blocked by the other party.

"Fuck you SCT..."

"Hold!"

Di Kuo's fingers trembled and he wanted to drop the phone to the ground, but he hesitated for a while and did not do so.

suddenly.

He felt a chill, because he was so embarrassed that he had to rely on this mobile phone to survive.

(End of this chapter)