Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 372 Closing
"Is that how he ended?"

"It's really touching."

"..."

The big river goes east, and the waves wash away.

One after another, heroes and legends have become past tense, being overwhelmed by the tumbling waves.

There are always heroes in chaotic times, just like the Three Kingdoms on the other side of the earth, or a group of men who fell from heaven in modern history.

The world is in chaos, and it is time for capable people to emerge in large numbers.

Perhaps, many years later, their names will also appear in the history or political textbooks of later generations, becoming heroes or lackeys in the eyes of younger generations.

"It's a pity, the masked man, ended up like this at a young age."

There is no shortage of geniuses on this planet, but those who are as talented as Su Xia are almost invisible. Some people are one in a million, but he is one in a million or even one in a million.

"If he doesn't die, the future will surely shine brightly?"

At this moment, even from the opposite angle, some people can't help feeling sorry for Su Xia.

Many people sigh that they don't even know what the masked man really looks like, and maybe they won't have the chance to know in the future.

What will the Machina do with the masked man's body?

Most likely it was transported back to the underground of a certain laboratory, let's study it slowly.

"How do you feel?"

In the tavern, the store manager Liu Yinjia asked everyone: "If you have any physical discomfort, please tell me. This is the first large-scale installation of stand installations. The Anluo company is not clear about the sequelae. It is said that they have not done any specific problems at all. In the experiment, we were guinea pigs once."

"Boss, I feel normal and I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore."

"Boss, I still want to vomit."

"Boss, my sense of smell is gone, and it hasn't recovered yet..."

"..."

They responded one after another, some have recovered, and some still have some sequelae.

This time, everyone experienced the horror of the stand device.

They don't want to experience this kind of discomfort again.

But unfortunately, since this kind of thing has been developed, it will definitely continue to be used in the future. It is nothing more than a matter of time and place.

Unless that "anti-stance device" can flow out through special channels, in the future, except for the mechanical race, the psionic creatures of other races should cry.

"Is there really only one way to surrender to the machine race in the future?" Someone sighed, unavoidably a little pessimistic.

"To be honest, we are all in a semi-surrender state now."

Some people directly told the truth. After all, they are all in the area controlled by the machine clan, and they have to follow the rules of the machine clan to do many things.

This is helpless, but also very realistic.

Even people like the masked man can't escape death, so what can they do?

The Zero Tavern seemed powerful, and it was a well-known underground assassin organization long before the arrival of psychic powers. But this time, it had to give in to the mechanical race, and it didn't even have the qualifications to hunt masked monsters.

"Speaking of which, will the machine clan come to receive the bounty?"

"Joke, the whole world is theirs, do they need these hundreds of millions?"

"that's true……"

More than 80% of the developed resources of this planet are in the hands of the mechanical race, and human cash is waste paper to them, which is of no use at all.

In chaotic times, resources determine everything.

When the two clans were at war, the price of goods everywhere was soaring. At that time, the banknotes plummeted all the way. In the end, even a carload of money could not buy a catty of rice.

"Maybe we still have a chance to see the real appearance of the masked man." Suddenly someone said: "Didn't the mechanical city lord of Coral City say that he wanted to hang the masked man's head on the central square?"

"possible!"

"Mostly, the mechanical race will use the masked monster's head to frighten the rest of the rebellious people..."

The topic returned to Su Xia.

They all seem to have tacitly agreed that Su Xia is dead, talking about possible changes in the future.

There are also people who are drinking, saying goodbye and exchanging contact information.

This hunting of masked monsters was a big event for the entire tavern, even several level [-] creatures that were not visible on weekdays appeared, and many people from all over the continent came.

"When will there be such a grand event next time?"

This world is full of dangers, and this time we part, we will probably never see each other again for the rest of our lives.

Many good friendships were formed during this time.

There are even some men and women who have got their eyes right, and in the next few days, in the witness and blessing of everyone, they will get married.

And the two fifth-level creatures also showed some interest, especially Hu Hanhai, he likes to be lively, and even plans to be a witness for these newcomers.

"Strange, why hasn't my brother come back yet?"

Occasionally, Ah Feng would look towards the elevator entrance, surprised in his heart, and he even mixed a glass of good wine for Su Xia, waiting for him to come back.

He felt that when the matter here was over, Su Xia would probably return to her own city, so she should get together more before leaving.

In Haima City, Afeng is not the only one who still remembers Su Xia.

……

At this moment, in the refugee resettlement area near the third ring road on the east side of the city.

The young couple Chu Feng and Ding Xiaowen are sitting around the old TV with blankets beside them, staying up late to watch the night news.

On the news, the news of martial law in the whole city is being broadcast, and some channels have mentioned the strange masked man.

Ding Xiaowen held Chu Feng's hand, and asked him softly, "Do you think the masked man is a good person?"

Chu Feng nodded, with the light of the TV set reflected in his eyes, and said seriously: "Of course, if it weren't for him, the surrounding cities would not care about the life and death of poor people like us. After he appeared, the governments of those cities began to pay attention Improving the lives of the poor, improving education and healthcare..."

He mentioned not only the governments of various cities, but also the rich and capital who stand at the top of the city.

After the appearance of the Masked Man, those rich people suddenly became kind and began to do charity everywhere, appearing frequently on various TV programs to create a good image of themselves to the outside world.

"Even the little city lord is his fan." Chu Feng thought of Ding Can, and then asked Ding Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, do you think the masked man is a good person?"

"Well, I agree with you."

Ding Xiaowen smiled sweetly and softly, and then said: "It's just that my father often told me that he is a bad person, and he is on the opposite side of our interests."

"We can't change their minds." Chu Feng had already contacted Ding Xiaowen's parents when he was proposing marriage, so he naturally knew this.

"Yeah, we can only rely on ourselves in the future. You have to work hard. Like your uncle said, you will enter the municipal building in the future and slowly sit in a high position."

"Well, uncle, he..."

Chu Feng glanced at the phone, feeling inexplicably worried.

He sent several text messages to Su Xia, but did not get a reply.

Even when he called, he could only get a reminder that "the other party is not in the service area". His uncle seemed to have disappeared from the world, and it seemed that he had never existed.

Of course, to Chu Feng, Su Xia was more like an elf in a fairy tale, helping him fulfill his wish and then disappearing without a trace.

"I don't know how uncle is doing." Chu Feng put down his phone, "If you have time, ask the little city master, he and uncle got along very well yesterday."

Chu Feng stared blankly at the TV screen and thought of Ding Can.

After the luncheon yesterday, it was Ding Can who sent Su Xia away, so Ding Can probably knew something about it.

however……

At this moment, Ding Can had a lot more worries in his heart than he did.

On the other side of the artificial lake, the rain was pattering. Ding Can was drenched without an umbrella, standing on a dilapidated fortification, looking into the distance, his eyes full of worry.

A team member walked up to him and said, "Boss, the people have been counted. There are 785 people in total, and they are currently registering."

Ding Can nodded: "OK."

"Boss, we don't have enough houses in the resettlement area. We have to rent a few temporary factories and buy a new batch of beds."

"Okay, go to Tiezi to explain the situation, and he will approve the funds for you."

Ding Can turned around and slowly walked down from the height of the fortification.

He looked at the fortification gate of the artificial lake.

Inside the gate, there are more than 700 ordinary people who were kidnapped. Most of their faces still have residual fear, but also the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

Many people hugged and cried bitterly, and some expressed their gratitude to Ding Can's team members with tears.

"Thank you, thank you, you are all good people..."

They were teary-eyed and dressed in tatters. Some of them almost knelt down to Ding Can's team members.

Some of them are locals of Haima City. They know Ding Can, the little city lord, and are especially grateful to him.

At this moment, a team member hurried over, sweating profusely, and said to Ding Can, "Boss, your father is here."

"Ok?"

Ding Can had just walked to the gate, and was going to appease those people, when he heard this, he frowned, turned around and looked into the distance.

His father did come, followed by a lot of people, without an umbrella, and his face was very ugly.

On him, Ding Can felt a strong smell of blood.

Obviously, in this chaotic night, not only people died on his side, but also on his father's side.

"Master City Master!" Seeing Ding Yixiu, many members of Ding Can's team stepped back to make way for him.

Ding Yixiu's face was livid, he looked at the situation around him, stepped forward step by step, and finally his eyes fell on Ding Can.

It was his son who started the brutal killing tonight.

The machine clan didn't settle the matter afterwards, which was considered to be giving him face, but let him kill a group of people who leaked the news.

"What are you doing here?" Ding Yixiu said coldly.

"Save people." Ding Can replied indifferently.

"A lot of people died tonight." Ding Yixiu said again.

"I know."

"They all died because of your stupidity!"

"It's them who are stupid!" Ding Can was unceremonious and confronted, "You brought so many people here just to say this?"

"Be polite to your father!"

Ding Yixiu's face was full of anger, his voice was a little louder, and finally he couldn't help scolding.

"It's ridiculous, why should I be polite to you?" Ding Can said coldly,
"What? Do you think there is a background and a backstage? How dare you talk to your father like that?"

Ding Yixiu looked at the mask in Ding Can's hand, and said coldly, "Are you still waiting for that masked man? Tell you, he will definitely die tonight!"

Ding Can snorted coldly: "It's up to you to decide!"

"Nizi!" Ding Yixiu scolded angrily.

"Father against!"

"you……"

Ding Yixiu's chest rose and fell, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and he was so angry that his temper came up.

Seeing this, the subordinates he was leading all looked at each other, and slowly stepped back a few steps, for fear that Ding Yixiu would take revenge on them.

boom!
Only a dull sound was heard, and Ding Yixiu actually threw a punch!
Ding Can's face turned pale, he snorted, and took two steps back, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

In terms of individual strength, he was still inferior to his father after all, he was a bit too young, both in terms of spiritual strength and combat experience.

What's more, Ding Yixiu's punch was full of anger.

If it were an ordinary person who received this punch, he would probably have to lie in the hospital for more than half a month.

"Old bastard, do you only have this little strength?" Ding Can wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, poked his neck and said, "Didn't you eat dinner? Do you want me to give you some money to buy food?"

"Snapped!"

Ding Yixiu slapped angrily!

Next to it, Ding Can's team members didn't dare to look at it, and turned their heads away.

But, to their surprise, the slap didn't hit Ding Can's face, but instead knocked the special metal mask flying in his hand.

The mask fell out of his hand, flew more than ten meters away in the rain, landed in the mud, rolled a few times, and finally stopped in a small puddle.

"Old guy, are you afraid of even a mask?" Ding Can sneered coldly.

"This is your future path?" Ding Yixiu yelled angrily, "I paid you to study in the best school to teach you how to manage those low-level people. Look at what you are doing? You have to Divide the family property? What book did you read?"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

"Okay, I don't care!"

Ding Yixiu yelled angrily, turned around and left without looking back. He led a group of subordinates and left the area directly.

Looking at his back, many team members were unavoidably worried.

Is this an official father-son split?
It can be seen that Ding Yixiu, the city lord, is in a bad mood tonight, and what he said may be angry.

"I hope it's out of anger." Someone whispered.

In any case, they don't want to see this kind of scene.

In this cruel world, kinship and blood relationship may be the strongest bond, and nothing else can be trusted.

Among the team members, many of them have experienced family separation and death due to war or other reasons. Now witnessing this scene, their emotions are particularly complicated.

After a while, Ding Yixiu walked away, and Ding Can's team members surrounded Ding Can one after another.

Some checked his physical condition, and some took out healing potions, for fear that Ding Can would be injured internally by Ding Yixiu.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Is there any discomfort? You must say if you are uncomfortable, and don't leave any sequelae..."

At the same time, in the fortification of the artificial lake, those rescued people walked out of the gate one after another, braved the rain and walked towards Ding Can with grateful faces.

They all heard the quarrel just now very clearly.

How could they not understand that in order to save them, the little city lord almost broke with his father.

Such a price is really too great.

"Mr. Ding, thank you for everything you have done for us." An eight or nine-year-old child stepped forward, covered in tatters but with bright eyes, and bowed seriously to Ding Can.

"Mr. Ding, we will never forget your kindness."

"Mr. Ding, if you need it in the future, I am willing to provide you with all the help I can..."

More and more people stepped forward with sincere tone and sincerity.

Standing in the icy heavy rain, drenched all over, they all bowed to Ding Can to express their inner gratitude.

But Ding Can suddenly shook his head.

"No, I was not the one who initiated this rescue mission."

He walked slowly more than ten meters away, next to the small puddle, bent down to pick up the metal mask, and carefully wiped the water stains and mud on it.

"You have to remember that the person who saved you is called the masked man."

(End of this chapter)