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Chapter 46:
The off-road vehicle departed from Yongye, all the way towards the dusk.
Beneath the starry sky, a large bleak white ice field passed quickly through the car window. Cold, silent, and empty.
White desert retracted his gaze from the window and turned to look at Fu Yucheng beside him: "Brother Yu, what are your plans after we go back? That fake Mo Ziwei..."
Fu Yucheng held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead: "In another nine hours, we will take it at dusk. Fake Mo Ziwei didn't know that we went to the ice field. Shiyou ** thought we had died in the desert. ."
White desert nodded, "Well, what then?"
Fu Yucheng groaned: "After the twilight belt, we abandon the car and go. Let's go to Old Sun first, hide in his tower for a few days, and tell Mo Ziran the truth of the matter."
He paused and said, "Then, try to contact the old Mo family members in Hurricane Fort, such as Mo Ziran's two uncles and his father's old subordinates. As for the training camp, you can go through Song Lan Do work... the more people we mobilize, the greater our confidence."
White desert frowned: "But, what if that fake Mo Ziwei is prepared and a fish kills the net? Although he is only one person, he is indeed very strong. In my opinion, don't startle the snake and let me sneak into Hurricane Fort. Taking advantage of him..."
Fu Yucheng was a little bit ridiculous: "Xiao Mo, I have already said that I will not let you go on assassination by yourself. We have a strong proof, and there is a well-known heir like Mo Ziran. Take him down. This fake Mo Ziwei, as an A-level controller, is indeed very strong...but it is not impossible to deal with."
The teenager pursed his lips, a little unwilling.
He wanted to say something more, Fu Yucheng had already waved his hand firmly: "Okay, don't say anything. If something happens to you, who will pick me up in the future?"
White desert was stunned for a moment before reacting. Immediately, a hint of sweetness slowly came to the boy's heart.
He lowered his head and secretly chewed the other party's words several times before saying: "Well, I see."
"It's good to know. It's just a fake Mo Ziwei, it's not worth your life." Fu Yucheng looked at the endless ice field ahead and couldn't help sighing, "Speaking of which, Admiral Mo Hanchuan's life is considered open and upright. , How can there be such descendants... alas."
White desert picked up a book next to it: "The Other Side of Good and Evil"...Perhaps the real good and evil, just in one thought."
Fu Yucheng whispered: "WermitUngeheuernkmpft, magzusehn, dassernichtdabeizumUngeheuerwird.UndwenndulangeineinenAbgrundblickst, blicktderAbgrundauchindichhinein."
"Brother Rain, what are you talking about?" White desert was taken aback for a moment.
Fu Yucheng smiled and said: "This is an old German. Um... It probably means that when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you; when fighting the devil, you should be careful not to become the devil. In the book in your hand , There is a Chinese translation of this sentence, I remember it is the 146th bar."
White desert turned to section 146 and saw this sentence on the yellowed page: "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares at you; when fighting the devil, you should be careful not to become the devil..."
He couldn't help but frowned slightly: "What does this sentence... mean?"
Fu Yucheng shook his head: "Well, you have to figure it out for yourself. I have read the original German version of "The Other Side of Good and Evil". There are many things in it that are worth pondering. This Chinese translation is for you to keep temporarily. When it’s okay, you can flip through it."
White desert blinked and took the book carefully into his arms.
He thought for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Yu, how do you know so much? Are these things taught by the teacher?"
Fu Yucheng didn't react: "Huh?"
White desert hesitated: "Old German, certain astronomical things, knowledge of spiritual fields, and many others... In the Central Empire, all non-technical knowledge belongs to aristocratic education, and commoners are not qualified to learn this. Oh, by the way, Brother Yu, you told me...Your teacher, he used to be a nobleman in the ecological zone, he was sent to the industrial zone because he committed a crime. He taught you all these things? "
Fu Yucheng was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly unnaturally: "Yes, it was all taught by the teacher. He knows a lot."
White desert blinked, always feeling that something was wrong.
Fu Yucheng turned his head, avoided his gaze, and coughed lightly at the same time: "Children's house, don't think about it... we are almost at dusk."
A large brown Gobi Desert appeared ahead-they had left the ice sheet.
White desert wanted to ask something more, and suddenly his expression condensed: "What is the sound... it's a drone!"
Sure enough, there was a "buzzing" noise from far to near. The noise is getting louder, and dozens of drones appear in the air.
On the distant horizon, hundreds of armored vehicles lined up, silent and dangerous.
"Damn, we are in an ambush!" Fu Yucheng cursed in a low voice, and then suddenly hit the steering wheel and turned!
The tires rubbed sharply against the ground, making a sour "squeak" sound, the off-road vehicle shook its head suddenly, and a large amount of dust was raised from the rear of the car!
However, at some point, behind the off-road vehicle, a dense array of armed motorcycles also appeared in the distance.
On the front is more than a hundred armored vehicles lined up, behind is a dense array of armed motorcycles, and in the middle is a large open area with only one lone off-road vehicle.
Catching turtles in the urn.
At this time, an armored vehicle slowly drove out.
"Mo Ziwei" stood on the roof of the car, still wearing a green ghost mask, only showing a white and delicate chin, calm and elegant, like a real good son.
He stared at the off-road vehicle in front, thought for a while, then tilted his head slightly.
Immediately, four soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor walked out with two people.
Mo Ziran and Old Man Sun.
"Mo Ziwei" sighed softly: "Fu Yucheng, get off the car. Otherwise, I can't guarantee their safety."
His voice was soft and deep, but everyone on the vast Gobi Desert could hear clearly.
An old man from the Mo family couldn't help taking a step forward, and whispered: "Fort Lord, this old man Sun is fine, but Ziran is from the Mo family after all, so it's not like... Castle Lord, listen to what Sanshu said. Persuasion, forget it. Brother smashes the wall, that is to make outsiders laugh."
"Uncle San, your suggestion does sound very reasonable." "Mo Ziwei" smiled softly.
Almost at the same time, a cold blue light flashed!
A headless body fell to its knees, and a gray-haired head rolled into the bottom of the car.
"But, Sanshu, you forgot, I don't like other people's decisions to me...add more beaks." "Mo Ziwei" slowly wiped off the blood on the hook, and said lightly.
Everyone looked at each other and fell silent for a while.
"Fu Yucheng, are you really not going to get off the car?" "Mo Ziwei" sighed, then waved impatiently, and the hook directly carried Mo Ziran on the roof, "You don't love this kid very much. , Knowing that he stole my things, and still risking great danger to harbor him?"
Mo Ziran knelt at his feet trembling, his voice trembling: "Brother, I, I don't..."
"Mo Ziwei" paused, looked at him in disgust, and turned his back: "Shut up, don't call my brother."
Mo Ziran was almost crying: "Brother, what's the matter with you? When you were a kid, you obviously loved me so much and made so many toys for me... Do you remember, when I was three years old, my brother gave me all night As a little Trojan horse, a lot of blood blisters were formed on my hands...Why are you..."
"Mo Ziwei" turned around unbearably, and slapped the opponent severely, "Are you deaf? I, call, you, shut up!"
Mo Ziran was beaten and fell on the roof of the car, his mind "buzzing". The fastest updated 72 literature network w~w~w.7~2~w~x.c~o~m
He was stunned by this merciless slap, and the whole person sat down stupidly, looking up at this extremely strange brother.
"Mo Ziwei" stared down at him, his dark eyes filled with maliciousness.
The two looked at each other.
Then, the hook on "Mo Ziwei"'s arm slowly flickered with a faint blue light, and it rose up like a living thing.
At this moment, Mo Ziran suddenly felt that his brother hated him, very, very hateful.
He was not threatening Fu Yucheng with himself, he was... really wanted to kill himself.
"and many more!"
"Fu Yucheng, are you finally willing to get off?" Mo Ziwei sneered and raised his head impatiently.
Fu Yucheng and White desert, one after another, slowly got off the off-road vehicle.
White desert held something in his hand.
The thing was wrapped in layers of black plastic paper, and it was not clear what it was.
Mo Ziwei stared at the thing, slowly widening his eyes. For some reason, he felt an extremely ominous feeling in his heart.
He whispered: "What is that?" The genius remembered in a second: www.72wx.com 72 Literature
For some reason, his always soft and pleasant voice was a little hoarse at this time.
Fu Yucheng looked at him from a distance: "I think you have guessed it."
"You...you unexpectedly...you dare...you take him..." Mo Ziwei stared at him, his lips shaking uncontrollably.
"You do things, what can I dare not?" Fu Yucheng chuckled, "Xiao Mo, open it."
White desert bends down, gently put the thing on the ice, and then slowly uncovers the plastic sheet layer by layer.
On the huge Gobi Desert, there was no sound.
"Ah—" After a long time, a terrible scream that was extremely harsh, suddenly cut through the deathly silence.
Mo Ziran stared at the head, shaking like chaff: "Brother...Brother...Is older...Is older..."
On the Gobi Desert, everyone was dumbfounded.
The elders of the Mo family, the guards, the instructors and soldiers of the training camp... Thousands of eyes were staring at the head on the ground.
After a long time, the loud "buzzing" noise burst out suddenly.
Many people talked about it while looking at "Mo Ziwei" on the roof of the car, but their eyes were completely different, shock, fear, grief, hatred, killing intent...
"Mo Ziwei" stared at the head on the ground, the whole person seemed to freeze, even his breathing stopped.
After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes and said dumbly: "Fu Yucheng, you shouldn't do this. Do you know... I didn't intend to kill you."
Fu Yucheng sneered: "Don't plan to kill me? Thank you very much. Mo Ziwei...No, I shouldn't call you Mo Ziwei, even your last name is not necessarily Mo. Many years ago, a pregnant woman Woman, left Hurricane Fort alone. I guess she must hate the child's father very much... She has sex and won't let the offspring inherit that man's surname."
"Mo Ziwei" stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "You are really smart. No wonder that person is worried and let me stare at you for him."
White desert was a little puzzled: "Brother Rain, what is he talking about?"
Fu Yucheng looked at "Mo Ziwei" and couldn't help but frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Mo Ziwei" smiled, and did not answer.
Then, he stretched out his hand and slowly took off the delicate ghost mask on his face: "You are right, my last name is not Mo. I take my mother's last name, my last name is Mei. My name is... Mei Nianxue.
The mask fell and fell to pieces.
Everyone present couldn't help but gasp. Someone even screamed in a low voice: "Monster!"
That face... No, it can't be called a face anymore.
On that face, there is only a delicate chin and a beautifully shaped lips, which can be said to be intact. On the upper half of the face covered by the mask, large dark red muscles were stubbornly twisted, and only a black hole remained at the position of the nose.
Mo Ziran at his feet stared at him blankly, forgetting to cry.
Mei Nianxue looked down at Mo Ziran, and slowly revealed a malicious grin: "Are you afraid? When you and your brother are enjoying the prosperity, I searched for food in the kitchen trash bin on the bottom of the freighter. , And then the cook poured hot oil on his face."
He raised his head to look at Fu Yucheng again, and mocked the corners of his mouth: "Fu Yucheng, you are so smart, do you know why?"
Fu Yucheng looked at that terrifying face, and only felt his throat tightened: "...The original group of migrating residents, they were afraid that Mo Hanchuan and Rong Qian would go to war, and had to go far away from the Devil Ice Ocean. They faced Mo Hanchuan. , There must be some resentment... you, as a descendant of Mo Hanchuan, were naturally angry and hated by them. Your childhood was not very good."
Mei Nianxue couldn't help but sneered, and then said every word: "No, too, good?"
He bit a mocking accent on the word "too".
Fu Yucheng stared at him, and suddenly sighed: "In other words, you have suffered all the humiliation since childhood... But this is not the reason for your evil."
Mei Nianxue tilted her head slightly: "Doing evil? But, Hurricane Fort was originally mine."
As he spoke, he waved the hook.
The undead hook curled around Mo Ziran's neck and easily picked up the person.
Mei Nianxue stared at Mo Ziran at a very close distance: "If it weren't for Mo Hanchuan...he gave you wild species like Hurricane Fort, how could my great-grandmother wander onto the icefield? How could I be born in such a ghost place? How could my mother die so early? Leave me alone and live like a mouse?"
"Everything in Hurricane Fort should be mine! Mine!"
The more he talked, the more excited he got, and suddenly he grabbed Mo Ziran's neck: "Look at you, an innocent face, it's really disgusting... You, your brother, your father, your grandfather... ...You took everything from me, you all deserve to die."
"You and your brother, you lived a carefree childhood in Hurricane Fort, but I was like a mouse that couldn't see the light, hiding under the darkest cargo ship, fighting with disgusting mutant mice, fighting for a little bit. Poor food scraps."
Mei Nianxue's teeth creaked, her slender and powerful fingers tightened.
Mo Ziran couldn't say a word when he pinched, two lines of tears flowed down.
"But when your good brother showed up... he faced me in the trash can, to my ugly face, and the first sentence he said was-'Don't be afraid, follow I'll go, I'll take care of you'. How ridiculous, how hypocritical... He took everything from me, yet he still pretended to be a God who saves suffering, high above him, and showing mercy."