MTL - Age of Collapse-Chapter 1129 Passing away

"Hey? What ?!" The firing squad soldier looked at the other cell in amazement.

Originally, a sheep-like man like a dead man did not know when he stood up. The soldiers were sure that this guy's eyes had been blinded by Ou Chen before, and it was sparse! The corners of my eyes are covered with dried blood! But somehow, her eyes had now recovered, and she looked at them so lightly.

What's more intrusive is that the girl is still laughing. It's a kind of unspeakable smile. As if it doesn't have any substantial meaning, it's just a smile.

The chief of the firing squad hurriedly raised his gun and aimed at the sheep, saying in a commanding tone: "Get down! Prisoner!"

Sheep just smiled and did nothing else.

The chief officer opened the insurance directly and shouted, "This is the last warning! Get down!"

Sheep's smile is really weird. For a human, any expression is meaningful, such as crying for sadness or excessive joy. There are many types of smiles, happy smiles, helpless smiles, sneer ... but Yang Xi's smile is really a meaningless smile, although it is beautiful, but it is shuddering.

The situation in front of him was too weird, and a soldier couldn't help but shouted, "Stop her, forget it!"

Yang Yang was not an important prisoner at first, but a toy for Ou Chen's torture and pleasure. She had to be beaten for nothing and cut a few pieces of meat. Now that Ou Chen has a nun from the church, Yang Yu has long been useless.

Thinking of this, the chief officer pulled the trigger directly.

"Oh! ..."

"Oh! ..."

An astonishing thing happened, all the bullets were intercepted in mid-air, and even more terrible, the sheep flock was stopped by his own handcuffs! , Each bullet is precisely blocked with a keyhole!

There is a book in the old generation describing a black obelisk left by an alien super civilization on the moon. The examiner used an ordinary ruler to measure the three sides of the obelisk, whose length ratio is 1: 3: 9. In the future, no matter what more precise measurement method is used, even if the highest accuracy of the measurement technology on the earth is exhausted, the ratio of the three sides of the obelisk will still be accurate 1: 3: 9 without any error.

The book reads: In this way, that civilization has arrogantly demonstrated its power.

At this time, similarly, regardless of the soldiers firing at any frequency, at any angle, with any firearm, or whether their guns are superb, all bullets are blocked by the center of the keyhole with the sheep cricket. The inspection of the most advanced measuring instruments of the epoch will not have a deviation of even one nanometer.

Just like the black obelisk on the moon, Yang Yu declared the unshakable power of the Son of God in this way.

After a round of shooting, the lock on Yang's hand was shaky, and she lifted it gently, with a never melting smile on her face: "It's a shot."

The chief officer crossed his face with a sullen face. He didn't dare to get too close, but he had reached the close-up shooting position. He pointed the gun directly at Yang Yang's brows and pulled the trigger firmly.

"Hmm ..."

"Hmm ..."

Under the horrified gaze of all the firing squad soldiers, just like the creature could not get rid of the gravitational pull, the bullet still couldn't get rid of the keyhole, and the yoke on Yang Yang's hand fell off in the sound of a crisp impact.

Sheep rips off the remaining chain from her hand and silently passes by the sergeant.

The Master Chief subconsciously glanced over at it, and the terrible thoughts flowed through the heart with the cold current: How did she see it? !!

From beginning to end, Yang Qiang was watching Mo Qian, his eyes didn't even move! How did she see the bullet from the roar? !!

When Yang Yu passed by, the chief officer held his last hope, quietly raised his gun and fired a shot at Yang Yi's back.

The bullet whistled out with the burning temperature. At this moment, in the soaring adrenaline, the sense of time seemed to be drawn infinitely. The firing squad soldiers clearly saw that when the bullets whistled, Yang Yu smiled and turned to his side, and stretched out his white fingers, his fingertips slightly like a dragonfly turning the water with a rotating bullet ...

This point is so perfect, it absolutely fits the bullet's rotation angle and rotation speed, so that the relative speed of the fingertips and the bullet body appears to be instantaneous zero, and finally touch it with an inch of human measurement accuracy, a delicate touch. The ground changed the direction of the bullet.

"Oh! ..." When the bullet hit the yoke keyhole, Mo Qian's spark frightened him. He subconsciously touched his wrist, and found that the keyhole had been broken. He removed the yoke at any touch. .

Everyone froze, including the Master Chief, including Mo Qian ...

Power is not terrible. The most terrible is the power that cannot be recognized. It is like the stars in the night. It can be seen but cannot be touched. You know its existence, but you ca n’t know why it exists, and you ca n’t understand it. The presence.

Yang Yang passed by with the sluggish executioner soldiers, reached Mo Qian, stretched out his hand and held him up.

Mo Qian subconsciously held Yang Yang's soft little hand, and tentatively called out, "Hey?"

"She's gone, she disappeared with him, and finally has me now. I have all her experiences and memories, but I'm not her." Yang Yan's face still had a smile that couldn't melt, she said, "Of course, if you wish, you can continue to call me that by that name."

Mo Qian stared blankly at the "Yangyu" in front of her. It didn't change, nothing changed. She was still the same, and even her lips smiled as always, but this smile, how to say. .. without any feelings or meanings, just "smile" literally ...

Just like a flower, only after it has sprouted, grown, and bloomed.

If you dig out this flower, put it into the laboratory, destroy all molecular bonds with a high-energy laser, and then glue it back perfectly by physical means ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ It still looks like that flower, but This is no longer a flower.

Mo Qian looked at Yang Yu in confusion, and whispered, "Where has she gone ..."

"Disappeared, as if it never appeared." Yang Qian gently hugged Mo Qian's waist and gave Mo Qian a gentle kiss without any sign. On the lip, she His voice followed, "This is what she has always wanted to give you."

"Well ... what you want to give me ..."

"a kiss."

Mo Qian subconsciously rubbed the place where he had been kissed for a long time, and for a long time, when he finally returned to God, he said blankly, "She disappeared ... What are you going to do next?"

"Memory is a very subtle thing. It records our lives. Even if I am a freshman, I have never experienced those things, but memories still show me the same pictures from time to time, those tenderness and warmth." He reached out his hand, put it on Mo Qian's face, and smiled, "I'm not her, but I can be her."

"So go ahead and face your destiny, let us be together."