Kuiba Longming

Long Ming slept soundly and dreamlessly for a long time, and when he woke up in a drowsy state, his consciousness was still vague. There was a familiar smell and temperature surrounding him, and he couldn't help but get closer and fell asleep again.

The director who was still asleep was woken up by the movement of the person in his arms, raised his hand to comfort the person's hair, and said in a low and hazy voice with a bit of laziness, "Sleep for a while, I'll watch over you." looking at you..."

After sleeping for nearly thirty hours, Long Ming woke up dimly in a peaceful afternoon, grabbed his hair and got up, as if he heard someone talking to him, hummed a few times indifferently, and tried to recall What happened before I fell asleep, my overused brain seemed to be a little addicted to the standby state, and I didn't react for a while.

"Open your mouth," came a familiar voice, Long Ming turned his head, something was stuffed in his mouth, he subconsciously bit it, and heard the sound of glass shattering.

Jiang Huang looked at Long Ming who had bitten the edge of the glass, paused for a moment, then immediately took the glass away, pulled his face and leaned over nervously, "Let me see..."

Quiba, who was completely awakened by the tingling pain, pushed away the chief's hand, wiped the blood on his mouth casually, and asked hoarsely, "Have I slept for a long time?"

"It's not short, are you thirsty?" The chief thought for a while, and decided that it would be safer to take a blood bag.

"..." Long Ming was silent for a while, then lay back on the bed, "The bed is rented...let me sleep for a while..."

Seeing Long Ming wake up, Jiang Huang seemed to be still the old cadre with frigidity, nodded and stood up, "Go to sleep, rest enough before leaving."

Long Ming fell asleep again in a few seconds, his head involuntarily buried in the quilt that smelled like someone.

The chief executive went out with the cup, and gently closed the door. Kuiba on the bed opened his eyes, lifted the quilt, got up, quickly opened the window, and jumped out.

The formation is about to be figured out... Long Ming returned to the deserted house, and continued to sketch the formation in his notebook.

After nearly a day of repairing, he carved the formed pattern on the blank space on the floor, surrounded by failed formations covered by his dried blood.

Pulling the mirror to his eyes, Long Ming tore off the gauze on his wrist, and bit open a new wound with his teeth, the deep red blood flowed into the complicated engravings, and a trace of red light shone from the intersection of the blood and the ground.

Only when Long Ming's eyes showed some excitement, there was a vibrato from the mirror, large areas of cracks appeared on the mirror surface in his astonished eyes, and the red glow was also fleeting.

Quebec, irritated by another failure, stretched out his hand and smashed the mirror on the ground. The sharp shards stuck into his palm. He panted for a while with his head down, vented his anger, grabbed the notebook again, and continued. Modify the formation.

There was a sound of floor cracking in the corridor outside the room. Kuiba raised his head and stared at the door closely. His long white hair hung down beside his face, and the shadows falling on his pupilless blank eyes looked strangely gloomy. He sat It was like a scary ghost in a rumored haunted house.

"Who?!" Quiba's hoarse voice formed a weird and ethereal echo in the room.

The man walked in from the dark corridor, showing a bright smile with white teeth, "Long Ming..."

"Get out," Long Ming glanced at Lei Ting, said two words coldly, then lowered his head to delve into the secret art of mirror nightmare.

The smile on the young man's face disappeared in an instant, and he raised one eyebrow with a cold expression, "Long Ming, you have been arrested, do you want to be arrested without a fight or are you going to resist? It's better to be the former... Well, but I don't mind you resisting first , you can do whatever you want, we are all colleagues, I... will not show mercy."

"..." Long Ming narrowed his eyes, "Why did you arrest me?"

Lei Ting shrugged his shoulders, "You are trying to disturb the public order. Summoning the Mirror Nightmare is a vicious incident. Umm, of course, the key is that someone reports you."

Quiba stood up and stuffed the notes into his pocket, "You alone?"

Lei Ting smiled, and flashes of lightning appeared in his hand, "...Actually, there is Charles, but he is not a human, right?"

"Sir, you exposed me too early..." The black battle armor appeared behind Quiba, and suddenly launched an attack.

Long Ming dodges and meets Lei Ting, who is known as Yate's number one fighting force.

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Long Ming's hands were handcuffed with special handcuffs, and he walked out of the abandoned house that was half blown to pieces by the thunder, his body was covered in blood, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

He raised his head and saw a group of people in suits standing outside, and parked a steel armored car escorting criminals.

Kuiba was escorted to stop in front of the man with white hair and shallow pupils. He looked at the man gloomyly, "Did you tell them?"

The chief executive looked down, his chin was habitually raised slightly, his face looked like an indifferent statue in the half-light and half-dark outline, "Yes."

Long Ming's cold eyes shot up, his expression was not friendly, "Director, you'd better be more careful in the future."

Jiang Huang smiled lightly, and waved his hands at the people behind, "An additional sentence for threatening public officials... and trespassing private houses."

Long Ming tried to change, but the shackles in his hands suppressed the change.

"Mr. Director, this is the transfer procedure. Please give the general a copy of the criminal right to be escorted to the Asian Union Building for trial." The black armor took out a few pieces of paper, and the staff behind the Directorate reached out to take them .

After completing the formalities, Long Ming was taken away by Yalian people.

There were voices talking in the Sirius armor heading towards the headquarters of Art.

"Charles... that Zongzi trial doesn't need a ticket?"

"No need, sir, but you must not be able to get in. The Council of the AFC removed you from the auditorium a long time ago. You may not even be able to enter the AFC building."

Lei Ting raised his eyebrows, "Oh...those old men are really dishonest, what have I done? Can't the auditorium speak? I don't have many words... These judges who refuse to listen to the people, Charles, can I Can't sue them?"

"Sir, don't worry, it's the same if you don't look at it. Long Ming will be sentenced to three months of detention at most, and your hundred..."

"Shut up, Charles."

"You can't deny the fact, sir, you still have 130 years in prison, Mr. Long Ming is incomparable."

"Very good, Charles, what you said sounds really happy..." Lei Ting said with a cold face, staring at the system interface.