old cosmic particle

The whole Yuanci seems to be caught in a frantic and bloody musical stage play, everyone is the protagonist, and they wantonly sway their desires in the streets and alleys of Yuanci.Some people are screaming and howling against the sun, some are running and racing against motor vehicles, some are standing on tall buildings, feeling the hunting wind, some are holding hard sticks, knives and chainsaws, and with weird smiles, they staged a show. Another horror movie.Some people moved the band to the intersection and played one after another, sometimes rough and casual hard rock, and sometimes long and lazy afternoon ballads.

Vehicles also became swaying and crazy. They used their family cars and taxis as racing cars in video games, chasing them desperately in the narrow streets, vowing to reach the final destination, but where is the destination?Car accidents happened one after another, but the crazy drivers still couldn't be stopped. This is a game, a battle of faith and dignity.

Fuck you, I'm No.1.

Some people died here, under the high-speed spinning tires, or hit the windshield, were thrown high, died in the corner, and the flesh and blood formed thick trenches.

Mo Shiguang drove out of Crescent Bay on his motorcycle. When he passed the roundabout, he saw countless residents floating in the air as soon as he looked up. He fell hard and was knocked away by a white Honda 120 yards away.Mo Shiguang slammed on the brakes, and a Mazda whizzed by beside him, almost blowing him away.He seems to have come to a highway. There are countless pedestrians on this highway, and the speeding vehicles are responsible for crashing them, like a game, crashing them, and then get corresponding gold coins and experience.

But this is not a game, this is reality. This is Yuanci, the home he has lived in for more than ten years.Among the people who flew up, he saw his classmates, his teachers, and his friends' relatives.

A heavy-duty truck transporting steel bars in front met two family cars driving side by side. Neither of them would give way. This was a contest, big or small, more or less.The family car is followed by a considerable number of vehicles, and they are not intimidated.The heavy truck stepped on the gas and it rolled over.The heavy truck was overturned under the siege of many cars, countless steel bars rolled down, some flew obliquely into the window, pierced the driver's temple, and some broke the windshield, stabbing the occupants in the car.

Mo Shiguang didn't have time to panic, so he had to find a safe place to avoid the steel bars flying around. They were extremely lethal, and many pedestrians had died tragically.Mo Shiguang didn't even park his locomotive. He ran into the building, jumped to the second floor, and observed the situation from the corridor window.

Blood and flesh flew across the street, screams and laughter intertwined.

Crazy, he thought, everyone is crazy.A steel bar narrowly grazed his skin, and he turned quickly, leaning his back against the wall.He dialed 110, but the system tone told him the phone was busy.

Suddenly footsteps came from the stairs, and when Mo Shiguang noticed, someone had already stood in front of him, a foreigner with long hair and blue eyes.The foreigner spoke, and he said, "You called the police? Did you see my prisoner?"

"I've seen it," Mo Shiguang said.

"Very well, where is he now?"

"You tell me what he did first, or show me the arrest warrant?"

The foreigner said, "The arrest warrant cannot be brought, and the particles of the new universe cannot penetrate the old universe." The foreigner then said, "Take me to him first, or I will arrest you for obstructing the execution of official duties."

"He can't run, tell me first, and I'll take you to find him," Mo Shiguang said against the light, "I want to kill him too."

The foreigner thought for a while, "Yes, citizens have the right to know the crimes of offenders. If you can assist me, it will be much easier to arrest him."

Suddenly there was the sound of quick steps above the corridor, rumbling and shaking the whole building, the residents ran out, they rushed down the stairs pushing and shoving, someone screamed, murder!kill!Someone stepped on the empty stairs and rolled straight down, knocking the crowd down, and those behind stepped over the fallen body and rushed out of the building in horror.

Mo Shiguang and the foreigner were pushed into the corner and couldn't move. They could only wait for these people to leave quickly, because the streets were more dangerous.

They saw the murderers, three of them were holding guns smuggled from nowhere, with a long string of bullets hanging from their bodies, and two of them were holding metal slingshots, the latter did not use bullets, but chose small knives.The five murderers aimed randomly, firing knives and bullets when they saw people.Many people were injured. They clutched their wounds and fled here non-stop.

The foreigner took out his gun, and his marksmanship was very accurate. Before the five assailants pointed at them, he shot first, and the gun shot hit the assailant's hand, but it was still one step too late. The third person and the fifth person The bullets and knives shot straight in Mo Shiguang's direction.Mo Shiguang dodged, the knife only cut through his sleeve, but the bullet pierced the leg of the old man next to him.The old man's granddaughter screamed. She rushed over and tightly covered the bullet hole in the old man's leg.

Mo Shiguang picked up the knife on the ground at the first time, and with his passing and shooting aim, he threw it hard at the eyebrow of one of the perpetrators.The perpetrators were too busy caring for their own wounds to take this side into account, so Mo Shiguang shot him, and the fourth man's eyeball was stabbed with a knife.The foreigners shot them five more times in the head, and the five murderers fell down the stairs and hit the floor tiles with a big splash of bright red blood.

Mo Shiguang went over to help the girl up her grandfather, he was going to carry the old man on his back, but the foreigner from the future stopped him, the foreigner said, "Now is not the time to do good deeds, everyone will die, this world cannot be saved. "

The girl wiped away her tears, "Go ahead, I can do it, I will save my grandpa myself."

Mo Shiguang thought for a while, picked up two guns from the stairs, and handed one to the girl. He said, "Everyone outside is crazy, use it for self-defense." The other held himself.

"There are no disruptors now." The foreigner put away his gun and put his hands in the pocket of his windbreaker.

The sun was shining outside, the breeze was warm, the spilled blood was beautiful and fragrant, the meat and internal organs were flying everywhere, and the tires rubbed against the ground ferociously, making harsh sounds.

Mo Shiguang moved the corpse on the stairs a little, sat down, lit a cigarette for himself, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he offered a cigarette to the foreigner, but the foreigner declined.Mo Shiguang took back the cigarette, and he saw a broken arm flying out of the window, with red flesh and red blood dripping, his brain suddenly went blank, and he only wanted to finish smoking the cigarette.

"BernatajtysSkotnicka, a central European, his grandmother is from East Asia," the foreigner began to tell, "the Chinese name is Nian Si Nian. He has killed countless people and has no repentance. He enjoys destroying other worlds. He enjoys destroying The process of any world. He once openly provoked the Multiverse Planning Authority in Warsaw, and 200 years ago, he shot and killed two multiverse guardians. He threw their heads in front of the authority. He in the 73493126-103121 world took his crimes for him, and then sniped himself in full view. At that time, people didn't realize that he was from another world, because no one can freely travel through the multiverse without the help of the space agency , not even the Guardians of the Multiverse.

"At the beginning, at the age of 22, he joined the development team of the new agent in Warsaw. One month after the successful development, he stole a large number of new agents, and then began to travel through the multiverse and use the new agent to destroy the world. He put his behavior It is called for freedom and faith." Foreigner said, "A hopeless desperado, we don't know how he used the new agent to destroy the world, the new agent does not have this effect, otherwise its development team would have squatted Go to prison."

Mo Shiguang's cell phone rang suddenly. The caller was six.

Nian Sinian asked where Mo Shiguang was on the other end of the phone, but Mo Shiguang didn't know how to answer him, so he simply didn't say anything.After being silent for a while, Nian Sinian said again, I'm here to find you.

Mo Shiguang crushed out his cigarette, he glanced at the foreigner leaning against the wall, he spoke, and he said to Nian Sinian, "Wait a minute, wait for me for a few minutes, I'll call you later."

Okay, said Nian Sinian.

Seeing Mo Shiguang hang up the phone, the foreigner asked him, "Why do you want to kill Skotnicka, I mean Nian Si Nian, what did he do to you?"

"You should know," Mo Shiguang said, "You are a policeman, and you must have investigated it."

The foreigner raised the corners of his lips, took out a white machine from the windbreaker pocket, and pressed the touch button. The machine spread out, and a translucent projection popped out of thin air. There were standard photos of countless people in the projection, and the explanatory text was all in French. Mo Shi Guang couldn't understand, but he saw many familiar faces, living and dead, sliding past his eyes one by one.There are some Arabic numerals in the text, Mo Shiguang guessed it was the date of birth.

"Do you know them all?" the foreigner asked, his finger resting on the photo of one of them, "Is this you?" Without waiting for Mo Shiguang to answer, he continued, "Let me translate for you, these people have been together for ten years Objects adhered to by the new agent."

"Ten years?" Mo Shiguang interrupted him.

"Yes, ten years, Nian Si Nian has been in this world for ten years. If you speak according to your time, he has been here for five years. No, five years plus one year, a total of 11 Years. Your universe cycles back and forth between two years, of course you cannot remember him, you are trapped in the gear of time and linger for 380 years.”

Oh, said Mo Shiguang.

"Renewal agents can act on people, on air, on water, and on everything in the world. It can be described by an exponential function. As time increases, it makes things explode denser, but it is not infinite. It lasts for a while , and then explode collectively at a specific node, of course, it can also be detonated on the spot, it depends on the subject. When the subject is a person, the changes are always strange, and you can’t find the law of it.” Foreign The person continued to slide the projected screen, "Niansi Nian came from outside your old universe, he is not eroded by time here, so is his new agent, his new agent has been perfectly integrated into this world, today is its eruption day, This stagnant world is coming to an end."

Some fragmentary fragments, scenes and dialogues from the past suddenly looked like slides, splicing together at high speed in Mo Shiguang's brain. He tried to catch them, but they were running too fast, as fast as lightning, flashing and flashing, grasping everything. I can't help it, and I can't see clearly.He rubbed his temples, feeling dizzy.

"Actually, you should thank him. He set you free. You should have died a long time ago." The foreigner added, "Longevity without awareness is meaningless to you, and you will never reach the age of 20."

"But on the other hand, I'm over 1000 years old, aren't I?"

The foreigner laughed, "Yes, that's right."

A ray of sunlight came in from the window, illuminating half of Mo Shiguang's body and the pair of basketball shoes that Nian Si Nian gave him.Mo Shiguang played with the blood-stained pistol, inserted a finger into the trigger port, and rotated the gun body back and forth.He raised his head to stare at the foreign policeman brushed by the sun, and asked, "How can I help you?"

"Tell me, what is your relationship with him."

"It doesn't matter, it's just acquaintance," Mo Shiguang said expressionlessly. "One day I found out that my family and my friends were not normal. The agent you mentioned, my friend found out, and I wanted to kill him, because he killed my friends and my family. That's it, your list Isn't there?"

When the foreigner took back his projection machine, Mo Shiguang said again, "I always thought that things after 1000 years would be much more advanced and sci-fi, and your things don't seem to be unusual." Mo Shiguang took out the communication in his trouser pocket. Throwing weapons to foreigners.

"Particles from the new universe cannot be brought into the old universe. These two things belong to the old universe. They are probably a product of the first half of the 21st century. It should not be a few years away from your present time." The foreigner put all his things in his windbreaker pocket, "You just have to let me find Nian Sinian himself and let him let his guard down, or you can kill him yourself, but it's best to catch him alive. I've been here for a week, and I know he's here, but Just can't see him."

Mo Shiguang pondered for a while, "Are we all going to die?"

"Yes, all of them."

"Then can the gun here kill him?"

"Of course."

"Let's go then, I'll take you to find him."

Mo Shiguang stood up, holding the gun loosely in his hand. This small-caliber gun was loaded and could be fired immediately, but he didn't know how many bullets were left.There were many corpses on the stairs, blood flowed all over the floor, and bloody handprints were all over the wall. Mo Shiguang picked up a string of bullets in the puddle of blood. His hands were stained with sticky blood. He put the bullets into his jacket pocket.Because of Mo Shiguang's pick-up action, the foreign policeman overtook him. The foreign policeman stepped over the corpse, went down the stairs, stood at the bright exit, and waited for Mo Shiguang.The foreign police turned their backs to Mo Shiguang at this time. He was observing what was happening on the street. The cars were still chasing after him. The only difference was that the street became narrower, and there were overturned, damaged vehicles and bloody flesh everywhere. corpse.

At this time, the foreign policeman did not notice the danger at all, and he was rejoicing at the end of his work.He firmly believed that his prisoner would not be able to escape this time, for no reason, he just felt that he would definitely be able to bring the wanted criminal Nian Sinian to justice this time.Inexplicable confidence, he thought, is good, at least better than cowardice.

Maybe it was corrupted by the old universe infected by the new agent, anyway, the nameless foreign policeman raised an unsuitable arrogance, but it may also be because his arrogance is inherent.He didn't like this old universe. The people here were powerless and weak like ants. They only knew how to kill each other, and they were brought to the brink of destruction by an inconspicuous new agent. It was just stupid.

It all happened so suddenly, a bullet fired from behind pierced the air, hit his thigh in an instant, and then a second shot hit his lower back, and he slid down against the wall whimpering.He took out the pistol as fast as he could, and shot back continuously based on his feeling.Every shot went into flesh, but it was the corpse of a dead man.

Mo Shiguang was gone.

The foreign policeman lost a lot of blood and strength. He tried his best to hold back his breath and listened to the silent corridor.He couldn't hear anything at first, the stairs were too quiet, full of dead people, coupled with the screeching tires outside and the roar of fighting, he could hardly hear any effective information.

Then he heard it, he heard the sound of a gun being loaded.He raised his hand, held the gun tightly, and pointed to the source of the sound without hesitation—the space under the stairs on the first floor.It was very dark there, he couldn't see anything, but Mo Shiguang must be there.But he couldn't wait for Mo Shiguang to appear. The blood loss made him dizzy and nauseated, and he couldn't pull the trigger.He let go of his hand in despair, and the gun fell to the ground. With the last of his strength, he took out the communication machine and sent a message to the Multiverse Planning Administration in Warsaw.He didn't know if the Space Management Bureau could receive it. It was the first time he came to such an old universe, and all the matter of the new universe, except himself, could not come here.He remembered that the second he got on the train bound for the old universe and arrived here, everything from the 34th century was shattered and dissipated, including his clothes.

Mo Shiguang came out, facing the golden sun, stepping forward step by step, holding a pistol, standing condescendingly beside the foreign police, stepped on the pistol that fell on the ground, and raised the gun to his temple.The foreign policeman was panting heavily, and put his bloody hands on his stomach.

"You lied to me," the foreign policeman said intermittently.

"Yes, are you happy?" Mo Shiguang said.

"Everyone is crazy at the end of the world."

"Yes, goodbye."

Mo Shiguang grinned excitedly, he pulled the trigger, bang.