In the Platinum Palace, Her Majesty the Queen was holding her beloved pet … but she did not seem to be very comfortable.
Because at this time of the night, which was supposed to be a rest time, a large number of people had gathered outside the palace … There were at least a thousand people standing outside the palace at this time, protesting.
And the number of people gathered was still increasing.
The anti-riot team had been mobilized. They built a human wall and prepared smoke bombs, water guns, pepper spray, and so on. But if there was no order, they could only stand with their anti-blast shields.
The Prime Minister was urgently summoned an hour ago, and there was not only the Prime Minister present, but also those who held real power in the House of Representatives.
Outsiders did not know what was being discussed at the center of power, especially the guards. They only needed to be responsible for the safety of the forces and not let anyone get close.
"There are really more and more people. Looks like they won't disperse until dawn, and there will be more people." Looking through the human wall, the team leader in charge of the anti-blast work shook his head and looked at his companion beside him. "Get ready for a long-term confrontation."
His companion shrugged and said, "It can't be helped. Who asked for several places to be attacked in succession … The point is that the attacks were successful. Now they are probably having a headache about their own intelligence work, or maybe they will also discuss the budget of the intelligence system next year. "
The group leader didn't say much, but he knew very well that to be able to organize such a large mass protest in such a short period of time, the possibility of it being spontaneous was too low … Perhaps the poisonous snakes of the opposition had already begun to shout.
He shook his head again. Ever since the referendum in the British Isles some time ago, the current government had been questioned …
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard, and the two men followed the sound.
What he saw was a … woman in a tuxedo. Her delicate and vigorous facial features seemed to be of Germanic descent, but her long blond hair was simply tied up.
Like a deacon, she walked past the two men with one hand holding a staff member and looked straight ahead.
At this time, the companion whistled softly and asked curiously, "Who is this lady, why can she walk freely here?"
"Don't you know?" The team leader said casually, "She is one of the Queen's bodyguards. She has always been in charge of taking care of the Queen's daily life. I think her name is … Lance?"
"Lance?" His companion was startled and looked at the back of the lady.
She was unusually tall, even taller than most men … Finally, she arrived in front of the room where the Queen, the Prime Minister, and the others were having a discussion.
Knock on the door.
"Excuse me." She opened the door and walked in slowly.
…
After she entered the room, she saw that the scene was immersed in a dignified atmosphere — Her Majesty was just holding her beloved cat and combing its fur, but she seemed to be in a daze.
The Prime Minister was standing outside the window, silently smoking a cigarette.
When she came in, everyone's eyes were focused on her. However, she acted as if she didn't see it. She walked directly to the Queen's side and put down the tray.
There was a cup of water and a small plate. On the plate were a few pills.
"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
"Oh … okay." The Queen nodded subconsciously. Then, she looked at the current ministers and absent-mindedly swallowed the pills.
After that, she packed up her things and turned to leave … The Queen's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end.
"Wait, Lancelot!" But the Prime Minister spoke … Just as she was about to push open the door, he stopped her.
"Honorable Mr. Birmingham, what can I do for you?" She turned around and asked politely, but she didn't smile.
"What do you think about this attack?" The Prime Minister asked in a low voice.
She said indifferently, "I'm sorry, Mr. Birmingham, I haven't received any orders yet."
"I'm asking for your opinion … I don't believe that Mr. Hopkins didn't contact you after such a big thing happened." The Prime Minister frowned … This damn puppet!
"Mr. Birmingham, my duty is only to protect the Queen's safety. Apart from this, Mr. Hopkins didn't ask me to do anything, nor did he say anything to me. " She still said coldly, "If you want to know the attitude of the Knight Mechanism from me, you don't have to. It's not as efficient as calling Mr. Hopkins yourself. "
"He didn't answer my call at all." She sneered first.
She just glanced at it and said indifferently, "If there's nothing else, then … goodbye."
"Wait, Lancelot." Under the gaze of the other leaders of the House of Representatives at the conference table, the Queen finally braced herself and said, "Here is a letter secretly sent by the thugs who launched the attack this time. It states their request … I think you can listen to it."
She showed a puzzled expression.
The Queen smiled bitterly and said, "They call themselves the 'Doomsday Myth' and ask us to give them all of Northern Ireland unconditionally, and recognize their independent rule of this area. If we don't agree to this request, then in the next month, they will continue to launch attacks like they did a few hours ago. The next attack will be in three days, and the location is unknown … "
She finally showed a trace of emotion this time.
…
…
District Two of the Fog City, where old houses and new high-rise buildings converged. At this time, in the gap between the houses under the shadow of the high-rise buildings, a figure jumped on both sides of the walls with a vigorous posture. It seemed that it would easily break through the gap in the alley.
However, when the figure was about to step over one of the buildings, a big black net suddenly appeared above it — the big net instantly covered it.
Then, a burst of crazy electric current began to be released in the big net. With a scream, it fell from the top and directly fell into the alley.
Several men wearing long black windbreakers and holding a long metal tube in their hands quickly walked to the big net.
They helped it up after being hit by the electric current of the big black net — it … He looked only in his early twenties, wearing a sweater covered with stains.
His bangs were already wet with sweat, and at the same time, there were many wounds on his body … The young man who was helped up now lowered his head, his eyes blurred, and his mouth foamed. He was already unconscious.
Chi —!
It was the sound of a match being struck.
Head Knight Simpton lit a cigarette for himself and then walked to the young man who was helped up. Simpton reached out his hand and pinched the young man's chin. After a while, he nodded. "Good, the third one … How many more are there?"
One of the men in a long black windbreaker said, "According to the list in the hands of the orc traffickers, there are two more that haven't been found. Sir, this is the signal tracker we got from the orc traffickers. One of them is not far from us, and the other one is moving quickly. Looking at the direction it's heading, it seems like it wants to meet up with the one that's not moving. "
Simpton tilted his head and looked at the tracker in his subordinate's hand. He pointed at it and said, "Then let's stop here … Community center. Find these dirty bastards as soon as possible and drive them away … I really hate the smell of orcs. It makes me unable to sleep at night. "
"Yes, sir!"
…
This was definitely a genius.
Will was extremely shocked … It was easy to tell whether a person knew how to play the guitar or not. Even if someone knew how to play the guitar, he couldn't pretend.
From the beginning to the beginning, he started to play alone … That was his own fingering technique, his own habit — this handsome kid was obviously imitating his own fingering technique.
Even though the child was only able to play the first part of the song slowly and smoothly, and was basically unable to continue towards the end, the child was still trying his best … This child's memory was so amazing, and at the same time, his hands were so nimble.
Genius, it seemed like he had picked up a genius.
Finally, the kid's hands stopped. He couldn't continue the rest of the song — but he soon started from the beginning, and this time he was even more skilled.
Will was a guy who liked to share things with others — he quickly thought of his other two friends in the band and wanted to tell them about this.
However, he couldn't get through the phone — in fact, no one answered.
Will shook his head. Those two guys were probably flirting with girls in the bar — Will suddenly thought of a good rock friend who also taught him this song.
Will once again listened to this song of original scenery played by this friend of his and instantly had the feeling of crying — That was the realm that Will was pursuing, and also the realm that he firmly believed that music could convey his feelings.
Beep — Beep — Beep —!
"Will? Calling me at this time, what's the matter? "The phone was connected. It was not very fluent, and there was some English mixed with some accent.
"Cheng! Do you know, I found a genius! You don't know how incredible this kid is! I believe you will like to know him very much! "Will said excitedly.
"Well, I will definitely want to know him … Are you going to introduce me to him?" That was a tone of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Of course! Are you free tomorrow … Oh, Cheng, wait a minute, it seems that someone is coming. I will call you later and tell you the details. "
Will said and then turned off the phone.
…
At the same time, in the Royal Academy of Music of Fog City University.
"How strange."
He smiled, then shook his head and put down the phone. At the same time, he turned on his laptop and started a video connection.
The screen flashed, and soon, a family of three appeared in front of him … Among them, the child seemed to have been born not long ago.
"Oh, let me see my adopted son … Hong Guan! Don't hide it! Look at this kid, he looks so much like me! "
"Like you my ass, how can he look like you?!"
"Haha."
They began to laugh and chat.
…
There were indeed people from the social work center … Maybe they came to ask for help — for example, some homeless people came back to ask for some food.
Will looked back at the kid who was holding the guitar attentively. He smiled and gently closed the door, then walked out.
He came to the reception area, but didn't see the homeless people he expected. Instead, he saw several people in black windbreakers … They didn't look like people who came to ask for help.
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" Will came forward and asked.
"Is there anyone else here besides you?" One of the men asked indifferently.
"Who are you looking for?" Will frowned … He felt that these people didn't come with good intentions.
A man standing behind suddenly said, "Ah, it's this smell … It's a nauseating smell. He's here, let's do it. "
After the man finished speaking, several men in black windbreakers nodded and directly passed Will, breaking into the social work center.
"Wait, you can't go in, this is private property …"
Before Will could finish his words, a man in a trench coat had already arrived in front of him and directly punched his abdomen … This caused Will to instantly bend over in pain, almost to the point of being unable to breathe. "You … What exactly do you want to do …"
"We're saving you, kid, don't you know how dangerous it is for you?" Simpton slowly came from behind, squatting in front of Will, and said with a sneer, "At the same time, we're looking for … that guy. Don't worry, we won't destroy anything here. Take that guy away and this matter will be over. "
As he spoke, Simpton shook his head. Immediately, one of his subordinates understood and walked over. He directly pulled Will up and forcefully dragged him into a nearby room.
"Let me go!!! Let me go!! What are you doing!! "
The door of the room was closed. Inside the room, Will suffered another heavy blow. This time, he directly fell to the ground in pain, retching, and didn't have the strength to get up.
At the same time, outside, two men in black windbreakers directly dragged that handsome boy out.
The boy was terrified, struggling and shouting … He was finally brought in front of Simpton.
"Oh, little bastard, welcome to Fog City … But you'll leave soon." Simpton smiled, sizing up this handsome boy.
This handsome boy suddenly revolted. His eyes instantly turned red, and he suddenly broke free from the two men who were holding him, then directly rushed towards Simpton.
However, Simpton didn't panic. The moment the boy rushed towards him, he suddenly kicked his long leg, and then like an axe, directly chopped the boy's body.
Bang —!
The boy instantly hit the floor, spitting out a mouthful of blood … Simpton stepped on the boy's back, his eyes cold.
A black shadow suddenly flashed in from outside, flashing by Simpton's side at an extremely fast speed … At the same time, the boy under his foot had disappeared.
At this moment, his subordinates all took out their weapons … At the reception counter of the social work center, a young girl was standing in front of the boy, protecting him.
Anger and resentment … the girl stared at the knights in front of her.
Simpton slowly exhaled, stretching out his hand and lightly touching his cheek — the moment the girl flashed by, she left three thin blood stains on his cheek.
"That's why I hate dirty, lowly and rude bastards like you the most …" Simpton narrowed his eyes, indifferently saying, "In the process of chasing, two orcs were provoked and went crazy, so we had no choice but to kill them … Write the report like this."
"… Yes."
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