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The door of the bar was suddenly violently broken open, and a group of armed guards filed in and immediately spread out on both sides. The bright muzzle of the gun was aimed at the two groups of people in the bar, forcing them apart. Then, a man in a formal dress with a sallow face, an exquisite moustache, and white gloves walked in with his hands behind his back. He looked around and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
"Mr. Smith, it's obvious that Fatty Lucen is causing trouble." Lucy blinked her eyes and whispered in Allen's ear, "This is the building's security chief, Smith, a man with a serious obsession with cleanliness. Fat and stupid guys like Lucen are the type he hates the most. "
Allen said "Oh" and waited to see what would happen.
Smith looked at the two of them, his gaze first landing on the golden girl and said, "Miss Lucy, have we met a little more often recently?"
Then it landed on Allen and nodded, "Mr. Allen, you guys go first. I'll take care of this."
Allen was a little surprised. They actually believed Lucy's words without asking. Lucy tugged at his sleeve and the two of them hurriedly left the bar. The bar rang with Lu Sen's pig-like cries. Lucy's dark green eyes almost narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, full of smiles.
"They trust you very much." Said Allen.
Lucy laughed and slapped Allen on the back. "Don't be silly. All corners of this building are monitored by them. Do you think they don't know Lu Sen's tricks? "
"If that's the case, why …" Allen frowned, thinking that Smith and the others had deliberately allowed such a thing to happen.
"You're too naive. Smith and the others are very clear about what's going on in the building. They don't care about the competition or even friction between contestants at all, as long as no one dies. On the contrary, they will record our performances as some kind of reference. "
Allen remembered that when he finished his reaction training, there were indeed a few people outside the training area recording something with their brains.
"Hey, don't bother with that fat pig." Lucy bumped into him and said, "You owe me a favor. How about it, consider becoming my subordinate again."
In the end, Allen was still a child. He put on a brave front and said, "Even if you didn't appear, I can still deal with that guy. As for subordinates … "
Looking at his faint smile, Lucy's expression sank. "Don't, you're the same answer again."
"I told you, I don't like being someone's subordinate. However, we can be friends … My name is Allen. "
Looking at Allen's outstretched hand, Lucy sighed and said, "Alright, friends are friends."
"Lucy!" The girl held Allen in one hand and said her name. Her gaze fell on Allen's injured arm, and she untied the ribbon that tied her ponytail. When Jin loosened, and her hair fell down. Like a golden wave rolling past, in that instant, it was as if the sun had just risen. The light on the girl's body was brilliant to the extreme.
For a moment, Allen was stunned.
It wasn't until his hand was wrapped in a ribbon that he came back to his senses. Lucy tied a cute bow on his arm and waved her hand. "I'm leaving. Remember to wash it and return it to me. Friend. "
"Where can I find you?"
"Here, or go to the 17th floor to find me." Leaving Allen with a sunny smile, the girl gradually walked away.
That ray of sunlight penetrated his heart, as if the coldness and darkness in the depths of his heart had also been dispelled by this ray of light.
In the bar, Lu Sen and a few teenagers were taken away. Kurd, who was more seriously injured, was directly taken for treatment. Smith was standing in a corner of the bar. On the floor under his feet, there were a few drops of blood that were bright red. Smith squatted down and slid out a test tube from his sleeve. He took out a handkerchief from his jacket and wiped it on the floor. Then, he stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief into the test tube.
With a shake of his hand, the test tube slid back into his sleeve. The head of security stood up as if nothing had happened and left quietly.
After returning to his office, Smith called for a confidant. He took out the test tube and gently placed it on the table. "Go and give this to Mr. Helsing, the butler of the Bescot family, and tell him that this is what he needs."
The confidant nodded, put the test tube in his pocket, and left quietly.
That night, Smith's confidant walked into a hotel, booked a room, and put the test tube into the private box in the room. After doing all this, he immediately left. Ten minutes later, the room was opened. A man wearing a felt hat and a long black coat walked in. He seemed to have known the password to the safe long ago. After quickly opening it, he took out the test tube and put it into a suitcase.
He carried the box to the lobby and handed it to the lobby manager. He lowered his voice and said, "Immediately send the sample inside for a genetic comparison. The target of the comparison is Lord Horn."
"Yes, sir." The manager nodded.
The night was very deep. Looking up from the floating island, the moon hanging in the distant sky looked much larger. From Babylon, one could even see the magnificent mountains on the moon. The moonlight shone on the floating island, but it was dispersed by other colors of light. The city of Babylon was brightly lit, and there were songs and laughter everywhere. The floating island was always so lively and prosperous, almost like a different world from the dilapidated and lonely surface.
When the black-clothed man walked out of the quiet street where the hotel was located, he bumped into two drunk men. The black-clothed man cautiously retreated to the side. The two men raised their wine bottles to him and said, "Would you like a sip, sir?"
"No, thank you." The black-clothed man turned around and left. The voices of the two drunkards still sounded behind him. As for himself, he quickly blended into the bustling street where people came and went. In the distance, a passionate "Song of the Great Times" sounded from an unknown tavern. Many people began to sing along with the song. However, no one knew that on this seemingly ordinary night, there was a huge commotion going on. In the Song of Destiny of the world, another gentle melody was quietly inserted.
Just as Smith received a long string of secret remittances for his account, Allen opened one of the books Hughton had given him in his bedroom. The pages of the "Biographies of Famous Generals" were already yellow, and the paper was even more worn. It looked like Hughton had flipped through it many times.
Opening the cover, there was only one sentence on the title page: The result is always more important than the process, and victory is always more glorious than defeat. As long as you win, who cares if you use dishonorable means in the process. The important thing is that you survive and survive to the end!
Since the establishment of the Earth Federation, this book contained all the great battles experienced by the famous generals of the past generations that were enough to be recorded in history. It was precisely because of the accumulation of these battles that humans were able to live their current lives. Only a few of the battles recorded in the book took place on Earth, while the others took place on expeditions to the Outer Realm. Among the generals who had presided over these battles, there were some who were extremely resourceful, some who were unparalleled in martial arts, and there were many who were both intelligent and brave.
But no matter what type of famous general they were, their battles could basically be summed up in four words: there was never too much deception in war.
As one of the generals said, "Smart generals will try their best to attack the enemy from the rear or flank. As for those who clamored to fight to the death from the front, there were only two types of people. One was someone who had an absolute advantage and intended to add another military medal to his body. The other was an arrogant and ignorant fool. The former had an obvious advantage and pretended to be generous. The latter was extremely stupid. Such a person had long since been crushed to ashes under the wheels of the times! "
It had to be said that some of the battles in the book were extremely scheming, causing Allen's back to turn cold. At the end of some of the battles, there were Hughton's annotations, which pointed to the lower limit of despicableness and shamelessness. At the end of the book, the words of Osarit, a famous general of the Federation, were used as a conclusion.
Perhaps some of our actions will leave behind infamy in future generations. But those who curse at us, please don't forget that if we hadn't done all this. Perhaps you won't even have the chance to curse. War has never had the name of justice!
Looking at this sentence, Allen's little heart was once again shocked.
When he closed the book, Tonislaw came. Words. Allen arrived at the hall and saw the second lieutenant directing a few soldiers to bring in boxes of things. Allen walked over and looked at the box. "What are these?"
"These are good things." Tonislaw happily opened the seal of one of the boxes and opened the box. Inside were two neat rows of fruits. They were red and plain, and the surface of the leaves was still dripping with water, as if they had just been picked from a tree.
Allen's eyes lit up and he hesitated, "Is this … an apple?"
On the surface, although the environment was beginning to recover, there was still some time before vegetables and fruits could be grown. Allen had once eaten an apple, which Lanny had bought from a black merchant. He still remembered that the fruit that didn't seem to have much water left, but it was still a bit sour and sweet when he bit it. It was a delicacy that he would still recall a few years later.
Now that he saw so much at once, Allen was a little unable to react. However, upon closer inspection, these fruits seemed to be a little different from apples. Its skin and leaves were thinner, as if one could see the bright and juicy flesh inside.
"This is not an apple." Tonislaw took out one from the box and stuffed it into Allen's mouth. "Try them. They're absolutely delicious."
Allen took a bite, and when the skin and flesh entered his mouth. They almost melted in his mouth, turning into a clear and sweet pulp that flowed into Allen's body through his esophagus. Allen suddenly felt that the Origin Energy in his body was trembling slightly. They seemed to have some kind of resonance with this strange fruit.
"Hmph, fire berries. Tonislaw, when did you become so generous? "Hughton, who was lying on the table, suddenly said.
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