this is my ark journey

Chapter 290 Nine things are big!

As he said, Ren just played the role of an enthusiastic citizen. In the face of the upcoming Witch King's poison, he neither searched for a needle in a haystack in a panic, nor killed a mountain of blood. He just reported it to Sir Chen of the Guard Bureau.

This is cleverness, but not everyone can use it. If it is an ordinary person, no matter how strong the strength is, the first reaction of the Guards Bureau is to check, but Ash is different. The earth is already a giant.

And it's not just the prestige, the friendship left by Chernobog is revealed. Chen Huijie knows that Ashes has a bottom line, and she is not a person with no taste, but she is not a fool. If it is really a conspiracy, now the strong people of Longmen get together, what should I say? They could all fight to the death. As for what will happen to Chen who bears all the blame, she has long been mentally prepared.

For the sake of Longmen, Chen, who was willing to sacrifice himself, issued an evacuation order. Relying on the authority established on weekdays, the police officers would follow the order even if they were puzzled.

"The Guard Bureau issued an emergency notice. In accordance with the "Municipal Exercise Law", an emergency evacuation drill will be held in the area immediately. Citizens are requested to evacuate in order."

The loudspeaker on the assault vehicle was broadcasting continuously, and people who were watching TV came to the windows one after another, either watching, puzzled, or yelling at Pujiezi.

It's past ten o'clock, Mao's evacuation drill, but this doubt was quickly broken by the hasty knock on the door. When I opened the door, I found that they were all big brothers and little brothers who couldn't afford to provoke on weekdays.

"Brother Gang, what's the matter so late?"

"Walk around, take part in the exercise."

"I'm watching TV."

"What a fart, Shanzi, don't go and beat you!"

The role of gangs is immediately highlighted. Not only can the people who spilled be found in every household, but in such an emergency, the overbearing attitude is much more effective. The Rat King Gang is not afraid of complaints. Soon, countless people emerged from the corridors and alleys.

Like a stream flowing into a river, the black crowd became more and more crowded, but the Mouse King Gang had halls in every block, and under the urging of these vicious people, they moved forward in an extremely orderly manner.

"Hurry up, tell Ah Fa to go to Gannan Street, don't need to take the main road, and leave directly from the delivery passage."

"Where did Uncle Xun go? You want to ask my father? I'm the one who decides whether he wants to take over his territory or not!"

"Where are you going? The Guards Bureau will send someone to lead them, and evacuate to Central Park first!"

Lin Yuxia's slender figure was running among the crowd, doing things in an orderly manner.

The police lights were flickering, and the heavily armed members of the Guard Bureau just silently watched the crowd of infected people pass by. Chen stood in the front row with a grim expression on his face.

As a police superintendent, it would be strange to be elated to see the gangs on their own territory have such a strong mobilization ability. If the Guards Bureau conducts some cleaning operations, others can gather a block to violently protest in half an hour. Law.

"Yuxia has also grown up." Shi Huaiya looked at the sweaty friend running around, quite like a big boss.

Chen glanced at her and reminded coldly: "Char Siu Mao, you are a policeman and she is a thief."

"Bah, I can't praise my good friend from a personal point of view."

After being stunned, Chen didn't say anything, but just dropped a sentence when he turned around.

"Thanks."

Without Shi Huaiya's help, it is impossible for her to give an order, as long as there is a question, the people below will not execute it.

The scene was too noisy, Shi Huaiya barely heard it, turned her head and saw a figure from the back, she couldn't help cursing.

"Fenchanglong, you are still so unhappy!"

Chen didn't hear the complaints of the mortal enemy, and even if she heard it, she was in no mood to make a fuss now. She went back to the rear of the array and saw the instigator sleeping on the hood of the police car, and she was very angry.

She kicked Ryan awake and complained, "I'm talking to you with my head up, can you be more serious?"

Ren, who had changed into a fierce Dongguo face, opened his eyes and sat up, yawning: "I'm serious."

"Then you can still sleep?"

"How can you kill people if you don't recharge your energy? Besides, you can do these things."

With reason and evidence, Chen suddenly had no reason to be angry, and seeing the man staring blankly at the noisy street, he asked again: "What are you thinking?"

"Oh, I suddenly feel that people still have limits. For example, I can't handle this kind of thing alone." Ren realized that he was on the right path. Even if he returned to his heyday, he could destroy the city with one sword, but he would not be separated. surgery.

More difficult than killing is protection, because it has nothing to do with strength, it needs to work together.

With the affirmation from Ashes, Chen couldn't help but the corners of his mouth turned up, and he still said viciously: "Who is talking about this with you? Let's see how much time is left?"

Ren turned to the vision of the soul, and saw that the breath of the origin stone was a little stronger, and it was only one step away from the polluted area. He was relieved, and it would be fun if there was an oolong.

'The ritual cannot be stopped once it starts?Or should it be broken if it has been exposed? '

He doesn't know the reason, but it doesn't prevent the killing of these remaining poisons. The second function of evacuation is to reduce the gathering of infected people. The most troublesome thing about the witch king's residual poison is that it can be hidden in the middle of the soul fire, and then use the breath of origin stone as a cover , but as soon as people withdraw, wherever there is a gathering, there is where the enemy is.

"It can be triggered within half an hour. Well, there are three places where there are a lot of infected people, and they need to be taken care of later."

Chen Weiwei opened her mouth wide, apparently dumbfounded by the X-ray, but before she could ask, an inspector came over with a phone.

"Sir Chen, Chief Wei is on the phone."

The superintendent obviously froze for a moment, waved the inspector back, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to connect.

"Chen Huijie, are you a pig head? When are you messing with me now?"

Before she could speak, a roar came from the microphone, and even Ren looked over, thinking it was another old brother from Zaun.

But Chen seemed to be used to it, took the microphone away a little, and replied coldly: "Sir, I have a reason for doing this. The slums have found the poison of the Witch King, and they must be evacuated first."

The microphone fell silent for a moment, and the boss sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai was a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect the lingering poison of the Witch King, but this was not a reason to act without authorization.

"Why didn't you report it? Where do you have the authority to handle this kind of thing?"

"Before I set off, you gave me full authority over the slums."

Wei Yanwu was repelled by the army, shut his mouth again, and the anger in his heart went up to a higher level.

I gave you permission to tie you up with trivial matters and keep you away from the vortex, not to ask you to cause trouble.

"Don't play word games with me, say, who told you to do it?!"

Wei Yanwu didn't believe that Chen Huijie didn't know the seriousness and released the people from the slums, and the spittle of the citizens could drown him tomorrow.

Chen glanced at Ren, saw the latter nodded, and spit out three words: "It's ashes."

The voice fell, and I heard an obvious inhalation sound from the microphone, and was hung up after a few seconds.

"You look happy?" Ryan asked with a smile.

Chen stretched his waist, feeling refreshed: "I finally let that old bastard eat me up!"

Wei Yanwu was really devastated, he was walking up and down in the spacious living room, a few words kept flashing through his mind.

Ashes, the aftermath of the Witch King...

It was completely unexpected and messed up his plan. He just paced back and forth for a long time, and suddenly looked at Shu Wang who also hung up the phone. The two old men just stared at each other.

"Yuxia is also involved in this matter, confirmed, that swordsman is Ashes."

"You really don't know??" Wei Yanwu looked like he was going to kill someone.

"How do I know? You gave Ashes information, which one says he is a swordsman from the Eastern Kingdom?" Shu Wang also stared back, this is also one of his tasks.

If Ashes really entered the Dragon Gate, he would be able to escape official detection, but as long as he was active, he would definitely not be able to escape the three religions, but when he came, he was still hanging around his old friend for so long.

Translation translation, what is his surprise.

"No, this matter must be dealt with. If people from the imperial court find out, I won't be able to clean up even if I jump into the Baihe River!"

"How to deal with it, kill him?"

A trace of ferocity flashed across Wei Yanwu's face, obviously murderous, but he calmed down quickly.

Not to mention whether it can be killed, how to deal with the follow-up revenge, just sent Cardinal Rutland away, and welcomed Theresia again?

"I have to come forward about this matter." After much deliberation, Wei Yanwu decided to go to the scene to talk about it.

"I'll go with you." The Mouse King also got up, and Wei Yanwu would probably be able to get away safely, but he would be in danger, most likely he would be arrested and sacrificed to the flag.

Two old men with livid faces went out of the house, and now they could only pray that the aftermath of the Witch King was real, otherwise they would not be able to tell if they were covered in mouths.

But as soon as they reached the door, their feet stopped, and they saw two court officials in crimson official robes striding forward under the guard of the imperial army.

Huang Sicheng smiled, Li Shaoqing had a serious face, Wei Yanwu thumped in his heart, turned his head and looked at Shu Wang, and there was only one thought in their eyes.

It's a big deal!

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The red moon emerged from the dark clouds again, and sprinkled scarlet light on the earth. From the city lord's mansion to the slums, the night was destined to be long, and except for the residents around the central park, most Longmen people didn't know how lively it was.

Almost at the same time that the court found Wei Yanwu, Ren got up from the hood of the police car, which immediately made Chen Huijie beside him nervous.

"It's almost time."

The vision of the soul has become hazy, and the dense soul fire has also become sparse. The gangsters of the Mouse King Gang are neighbors in the neighborhood, and the members of their family are too clear, and they can't even hide a little kid in front of them.

This created a large area of ​​vacuum, making the mass of soul fire in the mist clear, and even the Mouse King gang couldn't persuade them, unless it was a monster without a brain.

"Uncle Huang and Ah Gang haven't come back." Lin Yuxia came to report.

"I saw it." Ren clearly saw three clusters of intense flames, one in the north near the warehouse area, one in the south where the station was moving, and one in the abandoned area where Penguin Logistics once met.

Those warlocks are mediocre, but hiding is very annoying. Besides, this battle can't be dragged on for too long, or it will be troublesome to attract other strong men.

He is not worried about Wei Yanwu and the Longmen he represents, because the matter has come to this point, the only remedy is to eliminate the residual poison of the Witch King, and to accomplish this goal can only rely on his strength!

Enthusiastic citizens, let's take it to the end, wait until the remaining poison is resolved, and then deal with the disturbed Lateran, slash down with a knife, and kill a bloody path.

"Know what to do?"

"Block the outer passages and prevent anyone from escaping. The Witch King Warlocks can't escape the eyes of the Mouse King Gang." Chen Huijie gently pulled out the black sword, extremely serious, "Let's make a surprise attack with elites and kill these bastards!"

"Correct judgment." Ren is very relieved of Chen's command. As far as this is concerned, she, W, and Frost Star are all experienced. After a group of people put on their protective equipment, they shouted:

"Then act!"

As soon as the voice fell, hurried footsteps sounded, and dozens of people dispersed, thinking about running in the predetermined direction. Among them, Chen Huijie and Xingxiong teamed up to go to the north, and Lin Yuxia led a team of gray-tailed thugs to run to the most complicated terrain. South Station, and Shi Huaiya is the mascot, oh no, the commander-in-chief.

Ren glanced at the wary char siu cat, walked forward slowly, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and sure enough, the signal had been cut off because the concentration of origin stone was too high.

it should be no problem.

Dim streetlights shone on him, and the swordsman, who seemed to be a different person, walked silently on the street. Everything went according to plan, except for one thing that he still couldn't figure out.

Since the poison of the Witch King was exposed, why didn't he escape? !

......

Deep in the slums, abandoned areas.

The outer walls of buildings full of holes are covered with vines. There is no running water or street lights here, and it looks scary and mysterious under the red moon.

The whistling summer wind blew past, mixed with the deep breathing in the room. This gentle slope, which was piled up with the leftover soil from the construction of the dragon gate, was called Silent Hill because it was far away from the busy city. The land, except for occasional food delivery, is even more deserted.

The people left here are quietly waiting to die, and they have nothing to complain about. It is the best result not to be thrown into the wilderness after suffering from ore disease, at least they can live a normal life before it develops to a serious degree.

But today, the calm was broken. On the top floor of an abandoned school, several people in black robes stood quietly.

"My lord, since you have been exposed, why don't you leave?" One of them performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and the warlock he was facing was not wearing a hood, exposing his appearance to the air.

He has a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and his skin is pale because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, but the staff decorated with skulls is very familiar.

Estevan became thinner, but also deeper. He looked at the flickering lights outside the ridge, and slowly pulled out a smile.

"For the truth, how can you cherish this body."

The riddle caused the warlocks to look at each other in dismay. One warlock reacted very quickly and asked frantically, "Have you read Chapter 5?"

Knowledge is family, knowledge is everything, and all the warlocks showed the same fanatical expression.

"Yeah." Stephen nodded humbly and politely, "I'm already close to the truth, only two things are missing."

"Ash!" The warlocks learned to rush to answer. Of course, those who knew that the mentor would never forget, couldn't hold back, "Let's go to Chernobog immediately!"

"There's no need to go, he's right here." The man raised his slender index finger and pointed out along the broken road, "Chapter 4's power is called control, and the entire slum is within my detection range. The soul does not return to the so-called heaven."

This is deduced from the results. As one of the few people who survived facing the ashes, he obviously understands it very well.

The law of Sakota was devoured, and all that could be done was ashes.

There was a sound of breathing all around, but when the ashes really appeared, they couldn't help but hesitate.

"The material is too little and too weak, we can't keep him."

"It's okay, I'll leave this here for you, God's lackeys won't let go of this opportunity, I'll get another thing when they hit first." Estevan's smile gradually became ferocious, and he looked around: "Excuse me, Are you ready to die for the truth?"

This is clearly writing cannon fodder on other people's faces, but warlocks have nothing but fanaticism, and this kind of persistence has surpassed belief.

"I am waiting for the truth, and I am already ready to give up everything."

Everyone from Rennes to the court of the Yan Kingdom is scheming. Of course, the residual poison of the Witch King cannot be brainless cannon fodder. Everyone just has different interests, and there is no difference in IQ.