Chapter 91

Lu Zhengkang looked at the scenes in front of him and felt shocked. In such a world, the upper layer who controls everything and the bottom layer who has nothing, such a contrast and so evil.

"I think I understand." He said.

The picture faded away.

Skerry came up and patted him on the shoulder. "We still have a chance."

"The odds? You mean we can destroy this so-called heaven? "

"Yes." They left the simulation room, entered a living room, sat on the sofa and chatted while eating snacks.

"The core of heaven is the fragment of Eden, which is an artifact from the ancient pioneer civilization. The temple people have five, but we have one, although it is damaged."

Lu Zhengkang asked: "is the fragment of Eden a golden apple?"

"Yes." Skyey put a handful of cheese slices into his mouth and let out a smelly air stream, "golden apple. As long as you can find it. "

"How to find it?"

"Only people who have come into contact with golden apple can sense it."

"So it's a dead end."

"Well, as long as we find the descendants of the assassins who have been in contact with the golden apple, we can use the animus machine to trace the memory of our ancestors."

"Well, then."

"We found it."

"Isn't that wonderful?"

"And then I lost it."

“…… So it's still a dead end. "

Lu Zhengkang sighed, pushed away skerry's smelly head and stood up.

"I don't belong here." So he said to himself.

Lu Zhengkang turned to skerry and asked, "where is my bedroom?"

Skerry pointed to a thin induction door, "don't you sleep, let's go and have a chat with our friends, OK?"

"Friends?" Lu Zhengkang repeated, "friend, do I still have friends?"

"It's really bad of you to be like this." Skerrell stood up, went to Lu Zhengkang and looked at him with sad and caring eyes.

"I don't think it's all right, you know? I shouldn't be here! " His expression was a bit of a rush.

"Calm down! chill! Would you like some medicine? "

Lu Zhengkang grabbed his hair, took a deep breath, and then sighed.

"Where did you say the lost assassin lost it?"

"When Lu Zhengkang presses the seal on the wall, the portal appears.

Two people across a short distance, came to a new world.

Dark, noisy, stinky.

Here is an alley on the ground floor. The place that should have been a house has been cleared out of the passageway. There are a lot of abandoned furniture, old iron plates and other debris around. The walls are full of graffiti, grotesque and ugly, without artistic sense. What makes Lu Zhengkang frown most is the urine stains on the wall root.

Several rotten people were lying in a pool of inexplicable liquid. Their faces were in a trance. One of them had a bullet hole in his abdomen, but there was no bleeding. Only some scattered gears were exposed.

Skerry covered his nose and walked out. As he walked, he said, "let's go to the man who organized the group first. That old friend is very powerful. It's said that he is the descendant of legendary assassin James fry..." As soon as he looked back, Lu Zhengkang disappeared, "Hey! Where are the people? "

Lu Zhengkang left the alley from the opposite direction. He didn't plan to act with Skyray, because that made him feel very constrained. Although Skyray was indeed a friend, he was also a representative of a large organization. Lu Zhengkang always felt uncomfortable when he got along with him.

In the middle of the shaft, he saw a tall tower made of waste, on which there were many signs hanging, all kinds of food shops, repair shops and so on.

Lu Zhengkang uses both hands and feet. He climbs to the top of the tower in the eyes of the people around him. Standing on the high ground, he can overlook a large area around him.

Take a deep breath of the strange air, Lu Zhengkang's eyes are sharp, eagle eyes!

The sight is covered with fog, the building becomes transparent, the outline of human body is highlighted, and a large amount of information flows in.

In the house not far away, there are a group of gangsters pestering children. In the room next to them, there are people rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Behind a big screen, there are several corpses. In a garage, there is a heavy machine

Lu Zhengkang jumps on the raised signs, railings, clothes racks and shelves of the house and rushes to the bullied child.

"Hey, man! Mind your own business A young man with Mohican hair made several sarcastic gestures to Lu Zhengkang.

Several strong little gangsters surrounded a girl with short hair, and the girl held a knife in her hand.

"Give me the money, xiaomilian. It's better to give it to us than to give it to your rotten gambler's father." A thin man, with a big smile on his face, stood outside the gangster circle to persuade the girl.

Milian didn't say a word. She was paying attention to the gangsters around her. These adults are not only strong, but also have spare money, which means that they can go to the black market to carry out mechanical transformation to a certain extent. The power gap is very wide, but for her, this is not the reason to abandon the fight.Lu Zhengkang draws out the Fenjiang sword and holds a splendid sword flower. The gangsters who have been paying attention to him on the opposite side are nervous. "Guys! We seem to be in trouble! "

The gangsters turned to stare at Lu Zhengkang. The thin man raised his hand and came, "Oh! This friend, don't get me wrong! We and xiaomilian are old neighbors. How can we hurt her? " He moved slowly, his face was sincere, but his hand was slipping down his waist.

Lu Zhengkang frowned, his eyes fixed on his hand.

The other party was embarrassed and raised his hand again.

"You see, it's very tired to raise your hands..."

"I don't care, I just want to know, where is the biggest black market here?"

"Oh! Here comes the gold Lord! OK, let old Timmy take you! well! Timmy, where are you dead! Here comes the gold Lord

There was a clanging sound in a pile of rubbish by the wall, and then a slovenly old man with a beard stained with scraps of paper came out.

"Here, voyny, where's the fat sheep?"

Lu Zhengkang waved his hand in front of him

"Ha! ha-ha! It's another kid, voyne, dog, why don't you peel him alive! " The old man laughed, showing his dark, rotten teeth, and his mouth smelled unbelievably.

Lu Zhengkang looked at his muddy eyes, then said to the thin man, "this is a blind man."

"I'm not blind!" The old man was furious.

"I said yes, you are not only blind, but also dead!"

Next second, sword light burst!