~： 346 Contradictions and differences, the end of the murder

On the other side, the drunken man with a big belly grabbed the bottle and kept waving. He was excited and loudly said: "Go and ask for the song Dora! What is the use of racial honor? It is only important to live! Those leaders are in their minds. Oh, every time I die so many people, my two younger brothers are all killed in the army. All the persistences are in vain. I can definitely get the help of the song Dora. Why do you have to be stubborn! The superpowers are useless. Use, if they really have the ability, they have already solved the evil!"

The drunkard looks disgusted, his tone is excited, and he has the power to point to the mountains and rivers. He dislikes the superpowers and the military's ability is too bad. The blame is endless. The words are getting more and more difficult to listen to. This kind of behavior is angered by the action of eating meat and putting down chopsticks. Other alcoholic. The superpowers and the army are the heroes of most civilians. Any doubts and insults will violate the public anger. There are several alcoholic anger openings.

"Everything you enjoy now is what the heroes have come to life with. What qualifications do you have to dictate?"

The drunkard sneered at it. "This is what they should do. People who have the ability must take on more responsibility. If it is not ethnic group cultivation, they are just ordinary people like me."

"You are such a disgusting person, you should be sent outside the city to fend for themselves!"

The drunkard sneered at it. "Even if the city falls, I am also a civilian who has been given priority in refuge. Anyway, it is not me who died."

"You don't deserve protection at all!" The people were even more angry and excited.

The quarrel became more and more fierce, and the Ralton face next to the bar was expressionless, as if he didn’t even hear it, even too lazy to turn his head and take a look.

At this time, a very young boy looked angry, rushed to the top, and went straight to the hand, and wrestled with the drunkard. He was strong and pressed the drunkard under his body, and his fist was chained to the face of the drunkard. Splashing, others saw blood on the spot, hurriedly pulled, and wanted to pull the impulsive boy away.

"Lana, calm!"

"Don't fight, kill people again!"

Rana and make a few punches before they got up bitterly, was side-tracked while drunk haemorrhagic nose and mouth, savagely beat the fat, not stand up. Other guests gathered around to check, but fortunately the drunk was just injured. Some people complained that Lana was too heavy when they arrived. Lana lived nearby. Many people here are his neighbors. He is a young man who wants to join the army. He is a strong and strong army supporter.

Merlos shouted, "You two get out of my store and give me home to calm down!"

Lana looked away and the drunkard was taken out. This little farce ended.

Han Xiao turned to look at Melos and said: "I am a black star. If you are interested in what I said, come to me. I can solve this problem."

After all, Han Xiao greeted Leilton and the two left the bar.

The expression of ignorance gradually faded away, and Melos looked dull and his eyes flickered. He did not care about the future of the group as he deliberately pretended.

The mercenary claiming to be a black star does not know whether it is a true predictor. Even if it is a real thing, it may be deliberately making up a prophecy to lure him into a fool. If the actioner has a picture, Melos does not understand the other’s goal, is it Is it for him?

The bar door was pushed away again, and a burly man wearing a hood to cover his body approached the bar and his voice was low. "Give me a glass of wine."

The hooded man raised his head to reveal his face.

Fagora!

Melos looked surprised and said: "You never drink."

"Just celebrate me alive and come back." Fagora took a sip of Meros's bottle and they were very familiar. If others knew that the strongest b-class superman was so familiar with a small bar owner. It will certainly be very surprising.

The two are childhood playmates, Melos is too familiar with himself. This is almost a positive, positive adjective that can be placed on Fagora, brave, upright, responsible, after the disaster of Sunil, the law Gona resolutely became a mercenary for the ethnic group. In fact, Melos has always been swearing at Fagora. From a young age, his short-lived brother Delphis chanted every day about Fagora. In his eyes, Fagora was "a child of someone else."

Although there is some jealousy, Melos also secretly respects Fagora and asks himself. He feels that he will never be as dedicated as Fagora. After his brother is stunned, Melos will live a life of drunken dreams, eat and die. Regardless of the living conditions of the ethnic group, he knows that he is a lazy person. When his brother is still alive, he often hates iron and steel. Many people think that his talent is similar to that of Fagora, but he has been wasting his time. Now, Fagora is the patron saint of the whole family, and he is just an anonymous.

He knows Fagora. This is a very self-disciplined person. He will not make an exception for no reason. Melos frowned. "What the **** are you doing?"

Fagora smiled and was full of bitterness - Melos had never seen this expression appear on this persevering face. He whispered: "Brother, I can't keep going, I am ready to leave."

go away? Melos looked very surprised.

Fagora slowly said: "Star has a boundless possibility. Only when you break the past, can you move forward. I don't want to be dragged by the ethnic group. There are many fighters who think like me. We will never again after this murder. Will be back."

"We have protected the ethnic group for a long time. Many of our friends have sacrificed. Some people are begging for our protection, but they take it for granted. This is not our obligation. There is no need to continue. We have done our best, and perhaps the people accept the song Dora. Aid is the best ending, no one will die in vain."

"Do you even have to give up?!"

Melos looked shocked. Suddenly, Han Xiao’s words appeared in his mind. Is this the division of the prophecy prophecy? Then the future of the ethnic group will become the attachment of the song Dora, as he said, and lose the inheritance?

Ghosts made a difference, and Melos brewed a wording to tell Han Xiao’s prediction that Sunil had received military assistance. After listening to Fagora, his eyes did not have a slight wave of volatility. He shook his head and said: "Living is the most important thing. As long as people are alive, the will will not die."

Is that true?

But the Fargoa I know, it is absolutely impossible to abandon the ethnic group.

You are still alive, but you have changed...

When Melos saw Fagora’s look, he knew that his determination had been determined, he could not be persuaded, his mood was mixed, he had always regarded Fagora as the most wise friend, but now he can no longer look at it with his own eyes. This hair is small, as if it has become a stranger.

"Then why did you come to me and say this?" Melos asked.

Fagora shook the bottle and whispered: "Frankly, I hate you, obviously have more power than me, but the turtle is accepting our protection in the back... forget it, don't say these words, I Just to let you know, continue to escape or come forward, just like you."

Fagorara hooded and turned away.

Meros has a complicated look.

......

The seeds have been buried, Han Xiao did not enter the city again, and he stayed outside the city to carry out his own field maintenance work. In the middle of the peril, the battle became more and more fierce, and all kinds of horrible monsters took turns, and he did not continue to use the flesh to shuttle the battlefield. Instead, he put on the snake's armor. Sometimes the repaired place was broken by the beast. He had to make a guest reinforcement to fill the gap. In a dry mercenary, his strength is not conspicuous. The only reason for other mercenaries to remember him. It was the Black Star Mercenary Corps who took the initiative to undertake the field reconnaissance mission. Many mercenaries felt that Han Xiao was a madman. After the next field team shift, the mercenary group must have suffered heavy losses.

Every day, a large number of soldiers were killed. A disabled body was transported back to the rear for people to claim. Many weapons and vehicles were damaged in the defensive circle. The defense was more and more difficult. Only the nine battleships in the sky did not move. Open fire. The Sunil resources are limited, and the battleship energy is scarce. Only when the real super monsters appear at the end of the battle, the warships will join the battle. Moreover, the interstellar warships created by Sunil flew around the surface of the planet for three or four days, and then the energy will drop to the warning line. In addition to guarding the sky, the nine warships will ensure that civilians can be transported when the situation is critical. Abandoning the main city and escaping is equivalent to a retreat.

After seven or eight days, the city attracted a strange security period, and the alarm at the end of the murder was re-emerged. This time everyone was distributed with a breathing mask, not only the logistics staff, but even some super-powers also entered the facility to take refuge.

嗡嗡嗡——

The overwhelming insect wings sounded, and the thick black clouds rolled in. They were all extremely small, aggressive insects, dense and dense.