Superstars of Tomorrow

Nan Feng was no longer in the mood to mourn the more than 10 million eyeballs. He watched the curly hair spread its dog legs and run around, pawing and licking here and there as usual. It was dark and I couldn't see clearly, and if I didn't pay attention, the dog disappeared, and then jumped out from another place by itself after a while, covered with dust and leaves.

Before that, he would have gone over and hugged Curly in his arms.

But now he didn't dare to go, he didn't even dare to shout, he could only ask Yan Biao.

"What are curly hair doing?" Nanfeng asked.

Yan Biao looked over at Curly, and said, "Didn't the boss say to clean up the battlefield? Curly is sniffing around to see if there are any bombs..."

"Bomb?!" Nan Feng jumped up in shock, "Can't the security system detect it!"

"Just in case. If the other party has done something, it may not be able to detect all of them. In addition to flammable and explosive items, there are other biochemical hazards, radioactive substances, etc. Curly also inspected team uniforms at the airport Those who have served and won military medals are sensitive to the smell of those dangerous goods."

"No... That's not what it said! Does it rely on itself to find the trustworthy? Also, what to do if it finds dangerous objects? I haven't even seen an explosion-proof barrel! Don't stand there stupidly, move! ! Is there any detection equipment or something, I will help."

Nanfeng was so anxious that he wanted to go into the house to look for equipment, so he heard Yan Biao say, "The boss said..."

Nanfeng stopped, turned his head stiffly and looked over: "What did the boss say?"

"The boss said, just leave it to Curly."

Yan Biao's eyes moved, looking at Curly's movement not far away, his expression became more serious, and he raised his finger to that side: "It found something!"

Nanfeng also looked over.

Curly picked up a badly deformed mecha and threw it aside. The dog's mouth suddenly opened to an exaggerated size, swallowing the object under the mecha.

Then there was a sound like intestinal peristalsis, and then Curly hiccupped and farted loudly.

There was a smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

south wind:"……"

Yan Biao said calmly, "Oh, it's a bomb."

south wind:"……"

Stiffly retracting his feet and sitting down, his face was pale and his eyes were empty.

This scene seems familiar?

[As expected of our dog worth nearly 300 million! Even in the sun, you can get a metallic luster! 】

【It’s the first time I’ve seen shit with my own eyes. It’s worthy of a dog worth close to 300 million. It doesn’t matter if it’s hiccups or farts. 】

Nan Feng looked dazed: At that time, how did I have the courage to stop this dog?

Yan Biao patted Nanfeng on the shoulder, "So, just leave it to Curly, it's safe and efficient without any future trouble. We just need to deal with some sundries, or see which ones are still alive, and give them a shot."

south wind:"……"

——

When Nanfeng struggled to reorganize the Three Views, Fang Zhao walked among the woods on the small island to deal with the hidden intruders.

The main battlefield of the war between Star Fund and Empire of Tomorrow is not here, but on an unnoticed planet.

The people who attacked the island today are targeting the little bear.

The fact that these people from Tomorrow Empire can find this place must be due to some problems. It may be that there are spies in the multi-star fund, or it may be that the other party can find the location of Little Bear through some means.

Fortunately, no matter what the situation is, the Juxing Fund is prepared. Most of the attacks have been intercepted outside the island. Otherwise, even if there are him and curly hair on the island, they will not be able to protect the little bear.

Since Xiaoxiong came here, he continued to reject all visitors on the grounds of retreat and creation, and moved the matter of fishing cultural relics to places other than the small island, and handed it over to Nanfeng, which also reduced the number of Nanfeng coming over. frequency.

The south wind hit today.

Fang Zhao raised his hand and shot the person hiding behind the bushes, and continued to search. There is no need to look, Fang Zhao can accurately locate every hiding enemy with only his hearing. Their breathing, heartbeat, and some subtle sounds can't escape his ears.

The night had no effect on him at all. Although the sound of explosions continued to be heard in the distance, the other party Zhao said that it was quiet enough. In the era of the extinction, chaos is the norm.

somewhere.

One hides himself under cover of rocks and plants. Not only to hide the breath, but also to cover up the smell on the body.

He is a small leader who is carrying out the task of attacking the island today. In their plan, they will attack the island and capture the little bear at any cost. The time can definitely be controlled within half an hour.

But the fact is that half an hour has passed, they haven't even approached that building, most of the people who attacked the island have lost contact, and there are so many mechas in the front yard responsible for the frontal attack, none of them can be contacted!

He suspected that the information was wrong, and this was a trap specially set for them by the Juxing Fund!

He doesn't know the situation in the front yard, but the backyard...

The person who brought them the shadow of death is too strange.

The shot was quite straightforward, without any hesitation, and without any warning. It was difficult to judge who he was aiming at next, one shot after another. Logically speaking, there was no time to aim at all, and he didn't even care about breathing. At first glance, it looks like it was opened indiscriminately.

But the fact is that every shot has one person down, the kind that kills with one blow.

If he hadn't withdrawn quickly, he probably wouldn't have survived now.

However, according to the not-so-clear picture that was sent over, is that Fang Zhao?

In the past, he only thought that Fang Zhao was overhyped. Regardless of music, no matter how well the game is played, it is just a game. Even if he has a military background, he doesn't need to take it to heart. But the experience just now refreshed his cognition.

Also, don't everyone say that Fang Zhao is a kind person, tolerant and charitable! ?

Kindness of Ci Nima!

The world lied to me! !

You can say that he is a professional killer or a senior mercenary!

This Nima is a literary youth? ?

Which literary youth shoots and kills a group of people in one sight? ? ?

No, there is another possibility...

That person just now was not Fang Zhao at all!

Recalling the scenes just now in my mind, it seems that every scene is slowed down, the picture is enlarged, and some subtleties are gradually becoming clear.

Obviously there was only one person, but he suppressed and beat them from the beginning to the end.

No intention, no killing intent. Judging by how vigorously he is kicking the mecha, it is likely that he has some undisclosed power exoskeleton technology or life form transformation technology of the Star Fund?

He had reason to suspect that the person just now was not Fang Zhao, but a killing machine cultivated by the Juxing Foundation!

Is it Fang Zhao?

His eyebrows were almost knit together, and then his expression suddenly froze——

A pair of feet stopped not far from him.

He could feel the knife-like gaze falling on him. Cold air rose from the feet, and cold sweat slipped down.

He raised his head and looked at the person standing not far away.

The figure was blurred in the night, but following the flames that exploded in the distance, he saw the other person's appearance clearly, and met those cold eyes.

It was a face that he often saw on the screen, but it felt strange to him at this moment.

Carefully observe whether there is any abnormality in every part of Fang Zhao's body, especially his face.

The face is indeed Fang Zhao's. This face is now appearing in advertisements and promotions in various continents every day. It is too famous to remember.

Fang Zhao, who was active on the screen, even when he wasn't smiling, had a kind of peace and tolerance in his eyes. Fang Zhao, a star known to the public, shouldn't be like this.

But at times like this, he hopes that the person in front of him is Fang Zhao, the talented composer in the music industry. In this case, he still has a chance of survival. After all, musicians are always emotional before reason and are more likely to be driven mood.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Don't shoot!" He threw the gun aside and raised his hands.

"You can't kill me! Do you know who I am?" he yelled.

Fang Zhao looked at him.

He gritted his teeth: "I am a descendant of 'Fang Zhao' in the Mie Century!"

boom!

A bullet responded to him.

The hand that was about to touch the dagger in the sleeve fell down powerlessly.

To the end of his life, he couldn't figure out what the Juxing Fund had promised Fang Zhao? Why didn't Fang Zhaoqiang hesitate at all!

Isn't it said that musicians are emotional? Fang Zhao also acted as "Fang Zhao" in "Genesis". Hearing "Fang Zhao of Destruction of the Century" will always have a little fluctuation, right?

If he was still alive, he would definitely yell at Fang Zhao: You are not Fang Zhao!