The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

I guess a lot of the dirty money earned flowed into Longmen’s finances.

So, what about the residents of downtown?

What about those innocent children?

Damn it! Chen Huijie suddenly realized that she could do nothing. The more she knew, the more she understood her own powerlessness.

She couldn't defeat the black men, and couldn't even pull out... this sword.

She thought of Chi Xiao hanging on her side.

Chen Huijie must admit that the dark rules are beneficial to the development of Longmen in the short term... But what if it is 20 years later, 30 years later? The city will become more and more sick, and the upper and lower urban areas will be truly divided into human beings and livestock breeding grounds. Then pedantry will breed, and evil will spread. The freedom and beautiful vision since the construction of Longmen will become a complete joke. Administrative sluggishness, economic loopholes are everywhere, this generation of black capes has grown old, and they have entered the grave with strength. Who will protect the decaying Longmen?

Could it be those big entrepreneurs?

When he thought of this, Chen Huijie felt an indescribable chill.

But what came to my mind immediately was a feeling of helplessness and confusion.

[Remember, the rules rely on violence to survive. Before you have enough power, any tricks you play are nothing more than a clumsy performance by a clown in a troupe.]

She remembered what Akado once said.

If you want to break the rules, you must use absolute violence...

Chen Huijie suddenly turned the car around, rushed off the highway, and headed straight for the Kapak Network Laboratory.

She was going to find Acardo because he was the one who knew how to use violence to break the situation the best.

After being beaten up, Chen Huijie learned about Wei Yanwu's historical identity from him and looked up a lot of historical materials for this purpose.

Even though the contents recorded in those historical documents are quite vague and incomplete, they even contain the strong subjective emotions of the recorders.

She could still vaguely see those years of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In the smoke-filled battlefield, the shouts of killing mixed with the roar of artillery fire, and the blood demon, holding a weapon, climbed up step by step to the hall of honor made of piles of corpses.

"So, you want to learn?"

Accardo, who was wearing a white coat, turned around, turned off the welding gun, took off his goggles, and looked at Chen Huijie.

"Yes..." the superintendent whispered.

"Knowledge is not free," Akado reminded coldly.

"I know," Chen Huijie took a deep breath and tried hard to think about what he could afford.

"Okay, poor student," the Blood Demon suddenly smiled, with some malice in his smile, "I'll give you a chance... Let's play a game, probably a level-breaking type. If you can pass it, I can teach you everything you want to learn."

Akado looked at her with scarlet eyes, and suddenly snapped his fingers. Unknown to him, the rings on the index finger and thumb of his right hand had been removed.

Chen Huijie looked up at the Blood Demon and was about to speak, but her expression froze.

What came into view was no longer the experimental field, and the researchers were nowhere to be seen. It was a huge city wall, without any bricks or stones, but a whole piece, like a natural moat.

The city walls were covered with scars from artillery explosions, and the sound of artillery fire in the sky was as deafening as thunder.

"Those Gauls are coming again!" someone shouted in Sarkaz language in my ear.

"Where is the Stone-Winged Demon's royal court? Go and intercept those shells!" the young general asked hurriedly.

"Our soldiers are badly injured!" an old man replied, his expression also full of anxiety.

"Can the liches still cast spells?"

"Yes, we can hold on for another round," a Sarkaz with a broken leg came over, leaning on his staff, with two guards following closely beside him.

"Report!" A sentry came running over, "The granary in the south was attacked by a group of mages from Leithania, and the leader... is a candidate for the Witch King!"

“To the east, there are also troops from Dayan entering the country,” said a deer-headed giant.

"Wendigo, can you handle Da Yan?"

"Of course!" The answer was sonorous and powerful.

"The Blood Demon Court is here to deal with the wizards of Leithania," said an elegant young man, his body was stained with blood, and his left sleeve was empty, obviously his hand was broken.

"Then I'll leave it to you, the new Blood Demon Lord." The general said heavily.

The young man smiled, then looked at "Chen Huijie", "Acardo, take your servants, it's time for us to set off."

"..."

Chen Huijie didn't know how to answer, so she walked in silence for a long distance until the sky was painted colorful by the Leitanians' magic.

She is not a blood demon, nor does she understand the blood demon's witchcraft or spells.

The only sword moves she could use were the ones she learned from Wei Yanwu.

There is no Chi Xiao, nor is there a machine-sharpened tactical sword.

What he held in his hand was the most crude and fragile bronze sword.

With a weapon like this, can I defeat him?

Chen Huijie looked at the Caprini man standing on the distant mountain and fell into self-doubt.

Then a dazzling flame burst out from the harp in his hand, like a raging wave, sweeping towards the earth.

The Blood Demon Lord with the broken arm had already prepared a spell to deal with it, tearing it into pieces. He looked at Chen Huijie in anger and disbelief, "Acardo, are you still standing here?!"

Invisible and intangible curses were chanted from the mouths of mages in the distance.

Chen Huijie is dead.

She was not Akado, nor was she a blood demon. Her power seemed so weak in the face of such a natural disaster.

Then everything returned to the beginning of the expedition.

She died over and over again, and saw the Sarkaz around her die over and over again, and saw their eyes full of expectation and grief. No one died of despair, and from beginning to end they believed that this battle would be won, because "Akado" was standing here.

They were saving Kazdel, saving their country, and then they fought bravely, fearless of death.

And me?

Chen Huijie didn't know how he used the Chixiao sword technique.

It has been used countless times on this ancient battlefield.

Drawing the sword, tears in the eyes, running in the night, raising eyebrows, disappearing shadow, clouds split, and the sky stares.

These are the 7 sword techniques she has mastered.

Tempered between life and death again and again.

Until the sword energy swept across the battlefield, shattered the raging fire, and tore apart the curse.

With the strenuous assistance of Lord Blood Demon, Chen Huijie severely injured the candidate for the Witch King. The mage corps of Letania lost the commander who led the spells and was defeated.

She looked back at the sea of ​​blood and corpses all over the place, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that the so-called victory must be accompanied by a corresponding price.

Tears rolled down the corners of Chen Huijie's eyes.

She forgot when she first grasped Chi Xiao.

Intense heat is generated on the blade forged with Originium technology.

The scabbard that had never separated from her hands melted, and drops of molten iron fell to the ground, making a sizzling sound.

The sword was as red as blood and as red as eyes.

Chen Huijie looked down at his new partner.

"Hello, Chi Xiao."

"Let's save this city together."

In the darkest hour, come and warm yourself by the fire in the group

It's so quiet again, so uncomfortable.

I will be on the shelves next Friday, and I have prepared this...

Just in time for the cold wave to come, readers should join the book club, warm yourself by the fire in the dark - as for what to use to warm yourself by the fire... I will start writing about Miss Nian's bitterness in a few days, ahem.

Book friends QQ group number: 704904613

037. Simuitai was hung on the rooftop

The sun is shining brightly.

Chi Xiao is on fire.

Chen Huijie's back as she challenged authority at the foot of the tall building was deeply imprinted in the eyes of every witness.

I don’t know what happened.

The back view was so dazzling that people couldn't help but look away.

I can't tell whether it's the bright sunshine or that soul that is too bright to look directly at.

Ashamed.

Longmen will not change because of the impulse of a young police superintendent, but the seeds of change have been planted after all, and sooner or later they will burn and burn away all the filth.

*

After a busy day, Quill was covered in sweat.

The air conditioner could not take care of every part of the spacious experimental site. Running around to transfer equipment and direct the experiment made Feather Pen hot and tired. After today's research and development progress reached the target, she rushed to the bathroom she had set up in her private office.

The clear water flows down along the beautiful curves of the body, passing through the perky breasts, falling to the white and flat belly, and falling into a place where no one can delve into. Attracted by gravity, it flows through the straight and slightly undulating legs, and finally falls to the ground along the pair of delicate little feet. There is only a small drain in the bathroom, and a thin layer of puddle accumulates at the foot of the feather pen. Perhaps this is the physical phenomenon of gravity. You can write a paper on this topic.

After taking a shower, Quill was in a particularly good mood. He changed into cool summer clothes, got into the sports car, and started driving towards the hotel.

The screen of the communication terminal lit up, and colleagues sent congratulations via email.

[Joyce doesn't like cooing: Miss Quill, happy birthday, (a string of code refreshes) o(^_^)o. ]

[What will Hemer eat today: Miss Quill Pen, happy birthday~ I have prepared a birthday present for you and have asked the hotel waiter to deliver it to the door of your room. ]

[Wuni & Fujin: Miss, Crow sends you congratulations (this email will be automatically destroyed after reading).]

【...】

Ah, today is my birthday...

Feather Pen drove the car into the hotel's underground garage. She blinked, a little dazed.

Her father should still be at work. She took the elevator to her room, walked past the pile of gift boxes of all sizes at the door, and opened the door.

There was no light in the living room, the curtains were drawn, and it was pitch black, but the moment Feather Pen walked in...

The living room suddenly became bright. Akado stood in the middle of the living room. In front of him was a folding table. On the table was a cream cake, and on top of the cake stood a Q-version cream statue of a feather pen.

The Blood Demon had a cold face, expressionless as always.

"Happy birthday."

he said softly.

The quill didn't move. It was the first time Akado had ever said "Happy Birthday" to her.

Before this, she would only receive a gift and a greeting card on her birthday every year, as if her adoptive father was fulfilling his obligation to raise her.

Feather Pen always thought that Akado did not like her birth because her biological father had destroyed a big project he had been planning for a long time.

While daydreaming, the Blood Demon cut a piece of cake, put it on a paper plate and brought it to Quill.

"You've grown up again. You've grown a lot this year, but it's not enough. Now you're 16 years old. Try to get a doctorate in a subject."

Akado touched Quill's head and said, "I have taught you a lot, and you are very talented. Study it carefully."

Quill's cheeks flushed red, she lowered her head and responded muffledly.

Because of this, she failed to see that the Blood Demon's usually cold face was rarely filled with a barely perceptible smile.

Even he had to admit that his daughter was absolutely outstanding.

......

The next day, before dawn, several entrepreneurs from medical groups jumped off the rooftop.

I don't know whether they did it voluntarily or under duress.