Chapter 313: Ignore

Good and evil are opposite like day and night.

Light seems to be the only standard for defining black and white.

But, not absolutely.

The sun only appears in the daytime, densely spread in the sky, and the clouds that may never fade away are closed to the light that shines the world. The sun is dark, and more, the gray like lead.

Night may be the exclusive paradise for demons. But it is not so dark that it cannot see its five fingers and may fall into the abyss at any time. The bright moonlight occasionally pops out from the clouds, illuminating a cold and cold pedestrians on the Mi Road, but can see the bright light of the rugged road clearly.

bright......

Lin Xiang didn't understand what Captain Soke's words meant? He didn't have more time to pursue and explore, and the captain who was busy leaving didn't even give any chance to talk in detail. But he understood at least one thing--if everything mentioned in the document was true, then he had to make a response plan as soon as possible.

......

The sunshine from the thick radiant clouds sprinkled with bright red like blood.

Standing on the soles of the shoe, he could clearly feel the temperature and the hot gravel ground. Heinrich, who was tired, turned his head and looked at the sunset slowly falling from the edge of the mountain range behind him, and spit out a mouthful of dirty and thick phlegm mixed with dust and sand.

He could not remember clearly what old books he saw in what description of the sunset was in?

The gorgeous words, unswerving praise, regret for the passing of light, and expectation for the peaceful night to come... Just like the ending of the twilight xiǎo nocturne before the melodious nocturne, people have just gradually calmed down from the passionate and unrestrained joy, and in addition, they feel the restlessness of blood rushing slowly becomes calm, and they act as a transition between noisy and dullness, approaching the darkness, but still firmly guarding the edge of the fiery blood-red light.

Scammers, trash, fake fraudsters...

Those writers of the old era were either blind, or had never experienced death and darkness in person. They were always shrouded in the sun, and only made up stories and lies in imagination, without knowing what fear and threats were.

Whose rule of his/her mother must represent justice?

Which Hun egg has ever said that there will never be sin under the sun?

Those in power are liars, killers, and violent criminals with despicable means. The people may be fooled, but when they truly feel the misery and sadness spread in the sun, they will eventually understand that no matter in any era, in this world, the only person who can believe is themselves.

Unfortunately... it's too late to understand this truth.

Shaking his head mockingly, Heinrich shook his head so hard that he could see bloody mouth. He turned around with a dull expression, facing the sunset that could only shine behind him, but showed a long slanted shadow on the ground in front of him, and farted dullly.

He doesn't know how long he can last?

In order not to be caught by those trackers, he did not choose the straight road closest to his destination. Instead, he staggered forward with a difficult and slow manner along an old road connected to the nearby moderate radius.

To be said to be a road, it is actually a tortuous and thin line drawn with a red marker on the surface of a paper map.

There is no water, no food, and no living person along the way.

There is only the flying sand and dust, dead yellow plants, and the desolate and despairing world, and the horizon that will never end.

Heinrich was not familiar with all this.

He is not a refugee, nor has he truly experienced the life of running back and forth for a sip of water in the wilderness.

He was the heir to the Ella Blauke family, and he continued for nearly a thousand years the owner of the Lily Huā logo, and the only master who controlled the millions of civilians and slaves in the family territory.

To be precise, all of this was something he had two days ago.

As for now... they are gone. They are empty and false. If possible, Heinrich is even willing to exchange them for a bite of bread and a few drops of water that can moisten the throat.

When you are hungry and thirsty, you will only make your tired body more uncomfortable.

He sighed a long time, drove away all the unrealistic ideas in his mind, lifting up the heavy and numb tui, following the shadows that could never be trampled by himself in front of him, mechanically moving towards the city of Ultra, which seemed close to the map, but in fact, it was still tens of kilometers away.

The sunset sunset sunset sunset shrouded in the sky, and a thin gray moon emerged from the middle of the radiant clouds. It seemed like an invisible seesaw that had no hair on its head. While the former fell heavily, it also raised the latter high to replace the sky coordinates that it had originally occupied.

A slight vibration came from the ground.

The source of the earthquake comes from behind, becoming stronger, clearer, closer and closer.

run----

Even Heinrich didn't know where he got his strength, and ran wildly in the wilderness like crazy.

He only wore a cotton sleeping shirt that was not long enough to cover his knees, and a luxurious and beautiful silk-forged shirt that was not enough to protect himself from the wind and cold.

When he escaped from the castle of Ellabrook, the only thought in his mind was to run away and survive. As for whether the clothing fits the image of the family heir? Can it correspond to the appearance of his handsome man? These are not considered. Even if he is in a state of no inch, his pendant and his dazzling white butt must run wildly on the hard sand like a frightened ostrich.

The vibration from the ground behind him was getting louder and louder, and the roar of the vehicle engine was also heard in the air. Heinrich opened his mouth wide, and heaved and undulated his abdomen like a dehydrated and deoxygenated fish. The nearly exhausted muscles and the heart that jumped frequently issued warnings that they had to stop and rest immediately. The rapidly consumed physical strength also repeatedly resisted the commands from the brain. He needed to rest and relax, but driven by the subconscious instinctive sensing of death and danger, the shaking double tui still maintained a speed that was not much faster than walking, heavy and difficult to move forward.

Cursing, shouting, mixed with all kinds of inexplicable sounds, chasing steps into your ears. Among them, there were also unscrupulous laughter, the whistling of bullets through the air, blurred and difficult to tell, but you could barely hear the sarcasm with a sarcasm.

"Continue running, the xiǎo boy from the Ella Blauke family————"

"Your mother was killed by me last night. Stop me and kneel down. I am your new father----"

"Don't shoot him to death, let's see how far this guy can go? I bet five hundred meters and two hundred skeleton dollars, who else wants to bet?"

Two medium-sized modified trucks, which were obviously made of wreckage parts, appeared behind Heinrich's trek just after trekking. The headlights on the front of the car were shining straight out of the trek, covering the air-drained escapees in the center. From time to time, dull and irregular gunshots came from the air, and thrilling bullets passed through Heinrich's sides, and directly drilled into the sand, leaving straight concave groove marks.

His eyes were already straight, and his brain had no physical strength to provide any more. The violently consumed oxygen made the muscles and bones unable to produce any motivation. When the left foot kicked the toes of a half-buried plant roots buried in the sand, the body that had lost balance could no longer remain stable. It could only lean and fell heavily without any precaution under the pulling of the center of gravity of the upper body that had suddenly turned around.

Dry sand poured into the nostrils and into the mouth, occupying the rare gap between the teeth and the tongue unscrupulously. Heinrich chewed it subconsciously, feeling a dry feeling filled with sorrow and despair.

A powerful and powerful hand grabbed the back collar of the clothes and pulled him hard from the sand. The fragile silk shirt could not withstand this violent and violent destruction at all. It was torn into several soft and smooth pieces of fragments in a clear and ear-written "Che" sound. Suddenly, it lost control, making the pursuer who had already grasped Heinrich feel very uncomfortable—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The crowd immediately burst out with boo and shouting. The blazing lights reflected on them, and a twisted and deformed black cast on the ground, which also shone the rapidly bruised scar on Heinrich's forehead, and the bright red liquid that was slowly flowing down along the pale face, flooding the entire right eye socket.

"Tie him to the front of the car and take it back to Ellabrook Castle. Don't kill this guy so early. He should see with his own eyes the head of his father being cut off on the iron rod. And how much expressions are when those girls named Ellabrook are fucked by everyone's turn"

"He should be thrown into the black cave, and the slaves will definitely like this fresh food very much. Those cheap people dream of trying what aristocrats feel-----"

"I admit that you have good ideas. But before that, you must bring this guy back to the castle and be personally sent by the noble Knights. Don't forget that they need a living Ellabrooker cub, not a waste of you toys——"

A strong man as heavy as an iron tower, exuding an eight-level evolution aura all over his body stood firmly in front of Heinrich. He grinned, waved an iron hook with a sharp barb, whistling through the air and pierced his left shoulder hard. Heinrich, whose eyes were bulging out, screaming from his throat, dragging the bones firmly locked by the hook tip, pulled him up from the sand. His vacant left hand was opened, and his strong and rough five fingers stuck his fragile throat, and he was smirking wildly: "Level 5-level evolution... Hehehehe is a waste of his/her mother in front of me. They only said they wanted you, but they did not stipulate that they must be healthy or disabled. As long as the shoulder blades were cut off, you will always be a scumbag that can't even lift your hands———"

Heinrich's eyes suddenly widened, and a strange sense of excitement and expectation appeared in the beautiful light blue pupils.

The smile on the strong man's face stagnated. Although he didn't understand why such a huge change in the difference between the front and back occurred in a dying person, he could guess that Heinrich's blue eyes, whose gaze direction was completely different from his own, must have seen something that he could not observe.

He suddenly turned around, and at the same time, a rough and barbaric gunfire came from the distance that was completely hidden in the dark. The strong man's head was penetrated by a straight line of strong death energy, and exploded under irresistible huge pressure. He trembled and loosened his hands that were holding Heinrich's throat and iron hook, and was like a puppet who had lost control. He retreated in place, walked aimlessly for a few steps, and finally fell heavily like a mountain without support.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain from the gaps in the bones, Heinrich struggled to lift his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat. From the strips of hair strands covered with dust and dirt, he saw the dazzling white light coming from the direction of Ultra City in the distance.

That was the headlight, close to the extremely fast headlight.

The dazzling white light made Heinrich's pupils shrink, but he didn't want to close his eyes or go sideways to avoid the light. Even the pale cheeks on both sides of his cheeks were extremely abnormal, and he was so crazy about blood.

More than a dozen large-scale "Warrior" off-road vehicles rushed out of the darkness with a crazy roar. With extremely arrogant and powerful posture, they rose and rose on the uneven sand, and sprinkled large pieces of fire on the surface of the scattered rocks. They had no intention of slowing down and rushed directly to the two stopped trucks.

The sudden change caused the pursuers surrounding Heinrich to panic. They all rely on the truck to form cover and aimed the weapons in their hands at the convoy that was coming. While discussing and cursing, they also indignantly threatened to give these ignorant guys a great deal. In the end... no one dared to pull the trigger.

More than ten seconds later, the off-road convoy from Ultra City had surrounded all the pursuers. The three cars rushing in the front suddenly braked and smoothed more than ten meters away on the sand at an inverted angle. The heavy tires shoveled up a piece of dust to cover up the terrifying people crouching behind the truck. The soldiers standing on the roof also firmly grasped the heavy machine guns controlled in their hands and aimed at these guys who were terrified in the light range.

Lin Xiang pushed the car away, jumped off, and slowly walked to Heinrich who had collapsed on the ground. Yin's indifferent eyes looked coldly at the hostile eyes that came from around the truck.

He raised his right hand, put his feet together, pressed his two fingers forward and pressed them flatly. The two guards standing behind him immediately rushed out, holding Heinrich's arms and shoulders respectively, and quickly disappeared behind Lin Xiang at a running speed that was not inferior to usual.

Seeing this, the leader of the chaser standing next to a truck suddenly changed, and the assault rifle in his hand subconsciously raised the muzzle. However, he was not driven by the angry thoughts to pull the trigger, but swallowed his throat hard, pursed his lips, and took heavy and difficult steps forward.

"You guys do this...it's not in line with the rules."

His voice was obviously not as stunning as his burly and strong body, and his tone became dry: "I know you are from the southern city of Ultra City, and we must bring him back."

The leader had to do so.

Like the strong man who died suddenly on the spot when he was hit by a bullet just now, he also has an evolutionary power as strong as level 8. For ordinary people, this is already a god-like existence. However, in this current situation, the power of pride cannot play any role.

He could feel the powerful aura emitted from the convoy on the opposite side—there are evolutionists of level 8 and level 9, and parasites higher than this level. The weapons in these people's hands are more advanced and new than themselves. Several off-road vehicles are even equipped with rocket shès. In this unobstructed flat terrain, they are surrounded by more than ten heavy machine guns... Resist or violate the other party's request, there is only a dead end.

Lin Xiang was wearing a tight combat suit with dark black and tight fittings, close to the high elastic fabric of his muscles, perfectly outlined the male body full of explosive power with rough lines. The hair hanging down from his forehead was caressed by the night wind, and a layer of haze like fog was dispersed, but it could not hide the ferocity that came straight out of his fierce gaze.

"Kill them all————”

"No, you can't..."

The cold and cruel command sounded at the same time as the scream of despair and shock. In an instant, it was completely covered by the dull gunshot sounded like a storm. The warhead with amazing penetration ability drilled deep and accessible purpose on the surface of the truck and the human body. The body, which was beaten to the back, was carried out by a huge impact force by more than ten meters. Among the splashed steel fragments, brilliant and dazzling blood bloomed, only less than two minutes later, and all the pursuers were lying in a pool of blood. The two trucks made of various parts that seemed to be disintegrating at any time had completely turned into two piles of scrap iron that could not function.

"Thank you... Save me."

The iron hook stuck on Heinrich's shoulder had been taken out, and red/luo/'s body was wrapped in a white bandage and an oblique triangle that was around the mouth of the xiong. He silently stared at Lin Xiang, who was standing towards him, and said seriously.

Lin Xiang seemed not to hear the sound coming from behind and strode towards his car. He did not move his mouth slightly and talk to himself softly when the engine was started again and the dark wilderness was filled with noisy mechanical noise.
Chapter completed!