Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

It is currently the last half hour of the end of the 22nd century, time speeds up, but Xing Huan stops.

At this moment, he was standing in a certain room, the golden light behind him had not dissipated, and the white living room was in front of him.He raised his head slightly, and his eyes extended to the top of the staggered floor. At the end was a floor-to-ceiling window like a mirror, and the night of the museum was outside the window.

Sure enough, he returned to the museum, but he didn't know where he was.

"Jason?" He whispered, Xing Huan walked up the steps involuntarily, and stopped opposite the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There is still some distance between him and the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there is a brown leather sofa in the middle.A man was facing away from him, reclining on the sofa motionless, looking very peaceful.

Xing Huan rubbed his eyes and was sure that this man was Bi Jason, even if he turned into ashes, he would not admit his mistake!

"Jason!" Get up and get beaten!

I saw that Bi Jason moved, and seemed to open his eyes.At the same time, the golden light hovering at the exit came straight to the two of them, amazed the whole room.

Xing Huan dodged subconsciously, and these golden lights flooded into Bi Jason's mind, opening the door of his memory.

From the beginning to the present, Chi Chengjun, Gu Yansheng, Ji Tianlei, Edward, Yin Zhuofei, Liang McQueen, Lang Feng No. 7...every one of them has returned to his consciousness one after another, making all his experiences with Xing Huan clearly visible.

Until the golden light dissipated, the exit was restored to a wall with an oil painting hanging on the wall, which was exactly the one Xing Huan saw in the attic: To Daisy.

After capturing this scene, Xing Huan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "If I'm not wrong, this oil painting contains 7 files of the Anhua Organization, and the last USB drive... belongs to me."

At this time, Bi Jason stood up, showing an ecstatic expression: "Yes, baby, let me see you..." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to Xing Huan, with tears in his eyes.

Recalling tonight's painting piracy, this long and crazy trip, Xing Huan frowned, then relaxed, then ran towards Bi Jason without hesitation, and jumped into his hot chest.

"Get out! You bastard! You have been missing for half a year, six full months, why did you come back? You might as well die outside!" Xing Huan was crying and fussing in Bi Jason's arms, biting his crotch fiercely. Shoulder, can't wait to tear him into pieces.

Bi Jason didn't dodge, but hugged him tighter and tighter. Afraid that the kitten in his arms would make him faint, he patted Xing Huan on the back and pressed their foreheads together.

No matter what, now is not the time to reason, he just wants to taste Xing Huan's longing.

"Baby, I was wrong, I will never leave you again... In order to make up for these days, I accompanied you through oil paintings one after another, year after year, please forgive me."

"Hate you! Hate you! Get the hell out of here, as far away as possible!" Xing Huan said harsh words while grabbing Bi Jason's collar, "It's okay if I forgive you, get out of here I forgive you!"

Big Jason laughed through his tears and let Xing Huan tug at his silver tie.

The black shirt was also distorted by Xing Huan, with white vertical stripes on it, which visually elongated Bi Jason's height and also tainted Xing Huan's aura.

Xing Huan was so angry that he scratched and scratched at the wall in front of him, crying and cursing: "If you say go abroad, go abroad, who the hell cares about you staying in the country... why didn't they take your legs? Interrupt, as long as you have long legs, let you run!"

"..." Bi Jason held back a smile, and kept rubbing Xing Huan's cheeks, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have such long legs."

The sudden comfort made Xing Huan cry even harder: "You bastard, you dare to show off your long legs in front of me, be careful I'll beat you to death!" After finishing speaking, he wiped his eyes and jumped two steps back.

"What's the matter, baby?" Bi Jason blinked, his brows were full of doting.

"Oh, what's the matter, of course I beat you to death!" Xing Huan clenched his fist, pulled out the small leather whip neatly, and made a slap on the floor!

From the shiny little leather whip, to the goose-yellow top, to the misty black eyes, Bi Jason looked at Xing Huan all over, thinking that he spoiled Xing Huan all the way, what can he do, of course I have suffered...

So, he still didn't dodge, but took a step forward, and looked at Xing Huan's soft lips without squinting, wanting to lick them from the bottom of his heart.

Damn, is this bastard still snickering?Xing Huan snorted coldly, and immediately swung the small leather whip, hitting Bi Jason's chest!

Bi Jason raised his eyes slightly, then stretched out his left hand, and the small leather whip landed on his palm, making another snap!

I saw that there was a red hole in his palm immediately, and blood was oozing slightly, as if holding a rose.But he didn't care, and grabbed the small leather whip again, forming a confrontation with Xing Huan.

Before Xing Huan could react, he was dragged by Bi Jason and crashed into his arms again.

"Stupid, why don't you dodge?" Xing Huan threw the small leather whip and leaned on Bi Jason's chest to check his palm, "Does it hurt?"

Bi Jason's other hand touched the back of Xing Huan's head, and while brushing the black hair, he said softly: "Honey, I miss you very much, it's true."

"Whoever said I miss you, I said I hate you." Xing Huan licked the rose in his palm, never wanting to let the wild man go.

Bi Jason glanced at Xing Huan's tongue, and comforted him: "As long as you return to my side, it will be fine. This wound is a lesson you taught me."

Hearing this sentence, Xing was overjoyed, he hummed to the left, hummed to the right, and rubbed against Bi Jason's arms twice. people.

Baby he... grows so fast.Bi Jason couldn't help lowering his head, entangled with his lover who had been separated for a year, tasted the taste of roses at the first sip, and tasted the joy of reunion at the second sip.

They finally met, and this time, even the god of death could not separate the two of them.

"So, where are we?" After kissing back affectionately, Xing Huan straightened his back and looked around again.

Bi Jason chuckled and said, "We're still in the attic. This is a different-dimensional space in the oil painting. I arranged it like a home."

"Dimensional space in oil painting?"

"Yes, to put it simply, as long as you pass through this oil painting, you will reach this room. The premise is that this oil painting must be complete, and I have only opened the authority to you."

"It turns out that you've been hiding here all along...you're smart, the members of the organization will never find you." Xing Huan walked to the French window and looked at the stars in the night sky, "But why did this happen?"

He was referring to this room. Why can such a powerful spatial energy be created with just one oil painting?

At this time, the uncle said: "Master Huanhuan, the energy of space is the source of the fog. This oil painting has mechanisms, so it can hide things."

"That's right, your smart watch is on point." Bi Jason nodded, then took Xing Huan's hand and led him back to the sofa.

Xing Huan was completely fascinated by this place, as if he had discovered a new continent.

He rolled twice on the sofa, and then lay on Bi Jason's lap again, with a look that was still unfinished.

Bi Jason's smart watch also rang at this time, and said a lot of English, to the effect of congratulating his master.

The uncle noticed the existence of the same kind and asked, "Xiao Huanhuan, is that you?"

The smart watch in happy mode immediately stopped speaking English, and replied: "Uncle, I am here, are you okay?"

If these two guys hadn't popped up suddenly, Xing Huan would have forgotten... He and Bi Jason's smart watches are in couple mode. An uncle and a little Huanhuan are also longing for sickness.

So he and BJS took off the smart watches, put them together, and put their arms around each other, reminiscing about this rare experience.

As the uncle said, this oil painting can store things, which means there is a different dimension inside.Under Bi Jason's explanation, Xing Huan probably understood what was going on.

Everything is restored to the truth at this moment.

Bi Jason knew very well that since he intervened in Xing Huan's affairs, he was destined to be targeted by the dark flower organization.

And he had no intention of splitting the oil painting, but he had to buy time for Xing Huan, and he couldn't be cracked by the members of the organization before Xing Huan arrived.

"Baby, let you take a risk... But this is the only way, I can't contact you rashly, and the mentor kept you in the dark again, so I have to fight with my back." At this point, Bi Jason kissed Xing Huan's forehead , "In addition to criminal evidence, they also want to take away the oil painting."

In fact, this oil painting is equally important, and it is one of the key projects of the Bi's Consortium, and the Dark Flower Organization has long coveted it.

In other words, this oil painting is not only a work of art, but also an energy storage technology.

In this era of energy scarcity, both the Bi's Consortium and the Xing's Group have high-end departments for resource recycling, and have been researching disruptive reform technologies for a long time.

As the chairman of the Bi Foundation, Bi Jason recounted in his memory: "In recent years, the research of the consortium has made breakthroughs. Research has shown that, in addition to non-renewable natural resources, man-made resources also have a steady stream of energy, such as my painting."

This means that man-made resources will make up for the shortage of natural resources. All oil paintings, including other works of art, as long as they can be converted into rich man-made resources, are under the guns of the dark flower organization.

Xing Huan's black eyes flashed, and he said in a calm voice: "Oh, so this is the real purpose of the Dark Flower Organization. They have already learned about this from the Xing Group, so they spared no effort to steal oil paintings or jewelry, so as to Hoard a large amount of man-made resources and resell them at sky-high prices."

Bi Jason said flatly: "Man-made resources are priceless. As long as you become the boss of the industrial chain, it is a trivial matter to be rich and invincible, and invincible wealth should be more than enough."

That's right, this is a silent battle for energy. Both the Bi's Consortium and the Xing's Group are choking the economic lifeline of the industrial chain.

Thinking of this, Xing Huan bit Bi Jason's thin lips, reminding him not to go to heaven...

"Baby, let me show you something." Bi Jason resisted the urge to push Xing Huan down, and hugged him in front of the oil painting, "This USB flash drive is indeed yours, but what is recorded in it is not criminal evidence , but the mystery of your life experience."

Xing Huan glanced at the oil painting, took it down again as before, and got all the USB drives at the same time.

He pulled out the last USB flash drive and found that it was not encrypted, so he read the data with Bi Jason's encouragement.

"My grandfather... his name is Li Cang?"

As soon as this simple name was mentioned, Xing Huan immediately thought of an extraordinary man. He was once the richest man in the world.