black tower

"They completely blocked the road, and the car couldn't drive through, Captain Ling."

The sentinel responsible for escorting Han Jun spoke with some anxiety. As supernatural beings serving in the tower area, they usually try to avoid activities in the safe area as much as possible, and they dare not have casual conflicts with ordinary people due to the prohibition of the tower area.

Ling Feng must have looked calm and composed. He stepped on Han Jun's shoulder and forced the other party's curled up body to turn over: "Then we have to take him out of the car and walk over."

"I wonder if we should notify the coalition government and ask them to send the police to maintain order?" Another sentry with a gun on guard also seemed uneasy. He looked at Han Jun who couldn't move, and it was hard to imagine how they would hold each other. Walk through that wall of angry people.

"Are our Tower Guardians just that incompetent? Can some ordinary people protesting and demonstrating block the way of our supernatural beings? Stop." Ling Feng ordered the driver sitting in the front of the car, and then he simply confirmed Checking the weapons and equipment on his body, he opened the door of the carriage.

Although the sentries on the car were all disturbed by Ling Feng's decision, the rule in Kota District is that subordinates obey their superiors unconditionally. After Ling Feng jumped out of the car first, they untied the iron shackles that fixed Han Jun's body, and then The other party pulled out of the car.

"Hmm..." Han Jun, who could not see anything, staggered into Ling Feng's body when he got out of the car. Among his five senses, only his sense of smell was not completely blocked. There was that restless breath in the air.

"Go ahead and open the way, follow my orders, and remember not to use force against these ordinary people." Ling Feng ordered his subordinates, while pulling out the earplug on Han Jun's side, although the demonstrators were still far away from them However, the Sentinel's extraordinary five senses were enough for him to hear clearly what those people were yelling at.

Ling Feng dragged Han Jun forward. He took off the blindfold and earplugs of the other party, and then whispered in Han Jun's ear, "See? You pay for your life."

Han Jun shook slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, his breath became heavier and heavier, and his hands that were fixed in the restraint sleeves were also quietly clenched.

These days, Han Jun has gradually recalled some fragments of the past. To him, those fragments of memory are full of shock and fear.

As Han Jun himself said, he can no longer escape.

"Go and atone, Han Jun, like a man."

Ling Feng's icy voice rang in Han Jun's ear, and then Han Jun felt someone push him hard on the back, and then he saw a group of people rushing towards him, the panicked sentinels scolded loudly, but they could not To stop the raging demonstrators, they were scattered by the crowd, and even their voices were drowned out by the roar.

Ling Feng unhurriedly took out a cigarette. After he lit it, he looked coldly at Han Jun who was being grabbed and beaten by the demonstrators. He was pushed and shoved by the angry crowd like a puppet. , There was no fear in those numb eyes, and of course there was no regret.

Zhao Hongguang rested in the tower area for a night before returning to Han Jun's villa complex in A1 area. Although he knew that he would never see Han Jun when he went back, he felt that he had an obligation to protect this home for him. There are too many memories that Han Jun doesn't want to let go.

As soon as Zhao Hongguang arrived in the community, the staff told him very sorry that the gate of Han Jun's house was damaged due to the task of the guardian of the tower area. They have arranged for workers to replace it, but because the special door needs to be customized, It takes three days for the replacement to be completed.

Hearing that the gates were destroyed, Zhao Hongguang's heart skipped a beat. He even wondered if it was because of the fierce conflict between the two sides when the guardians were arresting Han Jun, which made him unable to contact Han Jun through the spiritual channel.

Fortunately, after Zhao Hongguang returned home in a hurry, he found that although the gate had been damaged, there was no trace of fighting in the house. There were still some bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table, and the dumplings he made had long since disappeared.

"Ugh……"

Zhao Hongguang heaved a sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa, and rubbed his temples in distress.

Although he acted so strong and determined in front of Du Wang last night, his heart has already been in a mess. After all, he has been smooth sailing since he was a child. Even if he encounters something, there will always be a teacher from the tower area to help him out. .It can be said that for more than 20 years before this, Zhao Hongguang has always been a little flower who grew up under the protection of his predecessors, but who would have expected that shortly after he passed the advanced guide evaluation, he would have to make himself a A tree, to protect Han Jun, a weed that grows wantonly.

Fei Jiu sensed that Zhao Hongguang's mental state was not good, so he simply flew out of his master's mental state.

It landed on Zhao Hongguang's hand, and from time to time, he lowered his head and rubbed his master's fingers, signaling the other party to touch himself. The spiritual body and the master would have mirrored each other and influenced each other. Zhao Hongguang's depression also made Fat Chirp I feel sick.

"Fat Chirp, I think your house may be closed for a while."

Zhao Hongguang smiled wryly and rubbed Fat Chiu's furry little head with his thumb. In his spiritual world, Fei Chiu's Bird's Nest villa has been built a third of the way, and there are all kinds of hairs mixed in it, some black and some white. , from the spiritual body, and from the supernatural person himself, even the hair lost by his own master, this little fat bird did not let it go. Of course, the most important of all materials is the white tiger of Han Jun's spiritual body. Beautiful hair, when Zhao Hongguang saw Han Jun's spiritual body for the last time, he found that the big white tiger was a little bald near the buttocks.

"Chirp!" Fat Chirp flicked his tail, turned his head and jumped sideways on Zhao Hongguang's hand.

"But I'll be waiting for him to come back, and you'll be waiting too, won't you?"

Zhao Hongguang did not let himself fall into unbearable despair. He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and nodded slowly. This was not only his promise to Han Jun, but also to himself.

The gate didn't know when it would be repaired, and Zhao Hongguang didn't have the energy to take care of these things at this time. After cleaning up the dishes and dishes left on the coffee table, he went upstairs to clean his guest room and Han Jun's bedroom. over again.

After everything was done, Zhao Hongguang sat down on the sofa again. Although he had been busy for a long time, he was not in the mood to eat at all, and he was too lazy to do it himself.Thinking of what Du Wang said last night, Zhao Hongguang's heart became heavier. He also tried to learn about Han Jun's situation from Du Wang, but the other party finally refused to tell him on the grounds of confidentiality.

Zhao Hongguang, who didn't expect to know Han Jun's news now, turned on the TV. After Du Wang left last night, he tried to connect to Han Jun's spiritual channel again, but unfortunately, there was still no response, until this morning. It is not difficult for an S-level guide to close the spiritual channel of a sentinel. Obviously, he is not the only S-level guide in the tower area, and it is not unexpected that the spiritual channel of the arrested supernatural being is closed operate.

However, sometimes, the development of things is so unexpected. After Zhao Hongguang switched several channels in a bored way, he accidentally saw a rebroadcast news. The name of Han Jun was written under the news, which made his heart beat The ground sank.

The picture on the screen was shaky, as if it was secretly filmed by someone.

"You murderer!"

"Give back my son's life! Isn't he your subordinate?! Why did you kill him? Are your sentinels really irrational monsters?!"

While scolding loudly, the angry people surrounded a man in a restraint garment. Although the man's mouth and nose were covered, how could Zhao Hongguang fail to recognize Han Jun's melancholy and deep eyes? Standing up, staring at the screen tightly.

Surrounded by the crowd, Han Jun was constantly pushed back and forth, and countless hands stretched out towards him, hitting him hard on the face and body. Han Jun staggered and fell to the ground, but after a while he struggled again. Standing up, the white straitjacket on his body was covered with footprints in just a blink of an eye.

Unable to justify, unable to resist, unable even to dodge, Han Jun was like a dilapidated boat, tossed and tossed in the angry waves, and then was knocked down to the ground again, the angry crowd just waved their arms , kicking his legs and feet to submerge the dazzling white on Han Jun's restraint clothing a little bit, and the TV screen also shook violently after a while, and it stopped here.

"It is reported that the former Chief Sentinel Han Jun was arrested by the coalition government because of the serious crimes disclosed by the media before. On the way to hand over Han Jun in the tower area, the family members of the victim were excited... and the sentinels at the scene have been kept in order because of the regulations of the tower area. Restraint... The above is the first report from SNTV, and we will continue to follow up on the criminal facts of the former chief sentinel Han Jun..."

The host reported this breaking news in a routine tone, until he started to broadcast the next news, Zhao Hongguang still stood there in a daze, there was no expression on his face, but a line of hot tears came from him The corners of his eyes kept sliding down, slipped over his nose, dripped onto his lips, and finally fell down his chin to the ground.

A community patrolman paced along the boulevard as usual. When he passed by Han Jun's house, he couldn't help but take a few extra glances out of curiosity about the chief sentinel.He had long heard that people from the tower area came to the community to take Han Jun away yesterday, but he didn't expect that the door of the other party's house would disappear out of thin air. Come some strange noises.

It's crying.

The cry was a choke at first, then turned into a sob, and finally broke out.

It was a heart-piercing, painful cry.