Chapter 310 The Final Distance

"Triple Suspect, you're under arrest!"

In the solemn conference room, the young man dancing with a trident on the big screen took the lead and raised his spear. He suddenly made a dangerous move and burst out from the crowd. The gun shot out like a dragon and killed a middle-aged man with glasses. The man fell to the ground.

Before the commotion spread, four or five sublimated people who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward, put on shackles and shackles, and then hammered silver nails on the roots of their necks, suppressing the notorious wanted criminal to the ground, and skillfully and swiftly Caught alive.

Immediately afterwards, someone clapped their hands before the crowd could react, and applied wide-area hypnosis and suggestion with a smile, asking everyone to pretend that nothing happened.

Soon, the triple suspect was packed into a van that went straight to Jixia and disappeared from the scene.

On various split screens on the big screen, more than six teams were acting quickly, constantly following the plan to capture or kill the Ascendant criminals who had sneaked into the situation one by one.

As the eldest cousin's fingers tapped on the table, the countdown continued, like a symphony. Dozens of tense and chaotic arrests unfolded intensively within a quarter of an hour, running in an orderly manner, and then one was carried out without any mistakes. Another criminal captured.

"Team B can start taking action."

He turned back to his assistant and said: "Let Group D wait for a while. The fourth level is more difficult. Power up Kuafu and let's dispatch Long Bowei... It's rare for these two guys, the Final Knight and the Blade of Destruction, to show up in this situation. Don't Make them feel like they are here to travel.”

Mo San, who had long been accustomed to working as an assistant, nodded and was about to say something when he saw Zhu Hongchen's expression becoming serious, as if he was thinking.

Outside the door of the conference room, hurried footsteps sounded, and then someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Sorry, there's a bit of traffic on the road. The Hungry Mouth Samsung milk tea you ordered has arrived. Please sign for it and give us a good review later. Thank you."

The elusive courier of yesterday's express delivery stretched out an arm from behind the door, with a bunch of milk tea takeout bags hanging on his arm. Zhu Hongchen suddenly smiled and said, "It's easy to talk, there will be a barbecue later, please hurry up." "

After sending the courier away, the eldest cousin skillfully distributed milk tea to everyone's speechless expressions.

While sipping his Abyss Milk Tea with double sugar and pearls, he looked up at the arrest list displayed on the screen and sighed: "One, two... seventeen, oh, how many are these? There are two third-class gongs, and even two second-class gongs...it's so good, so good..."

He thought for a while and came up with a bold idea: "How about next time I apply for several hundred million in foreign exchange, and we can offer a reward to anyone?"

Mo San had already become accustomed to the thoughts of his own chief's convulsions from time to time, so he asked skillfully: "If Xuanniao knew that you were fishing for law enforcement, wouldn't you be beaten?"

"……forget it."

The eldest cousin sighed helplessly and threw himself back on the swivel chair. After spinning a few times, he finally remembered: "Where is Huai Shi? Where have you been?"

"There are still thirty-five kilometers to the border and Stone City."

Mo San glanced at his phone and sighed softly: "He probably wants to take Ai Qing from there, right? From Shicheng, you only need to pass through two shallow hells, and you can ride the current of the Endless Sea to Burma. "

"Thirty-five?" Zhu Hongchen was silent for a long time, seemingly stunned by the distance, and slowly shook his head: "It must be difficult to get here, right?"

"It's never been easy from the beginning. It's simply not something a second-level person can do... No, most third-level sublimators can't achieve feats like him, right?"

Soon, the information from the on-site observers was transmitted to the big screen.

A series of blood-red or pitch-black names kept coming out, stinging everyone's eyes.

[Broken Killer Anlong], [Red Dongfeng Valley], [Butterfly], [Lando Landers], [Exiled Richard], [Reflection], [Sickle Ape Ghost], [Spider] [Walker Angelette], [Heir to the North Journey], [Singer Xu Sing]...

These people all come from different places, different countries and lineages, and different borders. The only thing in common is that at this moment, a black line representing death is drawn on their names.

Behind the name, where the cause of death is recorded, there are only two characters that have not changed.

——Beheading.

Behead, behead, behead, behead, behead!

Each of these wanted persons, fugitives, or simply famous border hunters, their deeds and special memories are enough to be recorded into a sensational novel, but now, there is no novel.

Only one name was written on this cold list, and one was beheaded one after another.

Moreover, the list is constantly being refreshed, with new names constantly emerging from below.

The more deaths there are, the longer the list gets.

And Huai Shi is moving forward.

There are still twenty kilometers left...

Mo San's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" The eldest cousin looked over and smiled half-heartedly: "Are you scared?"

"...I'm just a little surprised."

After Mo San was silent for a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect it at all..."

Even though there was irrefutable evidence, witnessed by countless people, it was still difficult for Mo San to connect such a terrifying and bloody record with that thin and gentle-looking young man.

"There are many things that people don't expect, they just don't want them to happen."

Zhu Hongchen poked the pearls in the milk tea with a straw and suddenly asked: "Do you know what a stress response is?"

Mo San looked back and said nothing.

"It's like soldiers who go to the battlefield and wake up crying from nightmares after returning home. Ordinary people stagger back and scream when they are frightened. If you hit someone's knee with a small hammer, it will bounce. Get up or be smashed by you... This is a natural instinct.

Teacher Luo told me that this is Huai Shi’s talent. "

He raised his eyes, stared at the list on the big screen, and said calmly: "When he holds the sword in his hand, he will no longer be the boy you know. When he has no way out, he will no longer be the boy you know." Smiling like the old days.

Different from the desperate outlaws, he knows what he is doing and what he is going to do, but he will not regret it.

Then he will become ferocious, like iron, like burning coals in a furnace and the long winter of hunger and cold - destroying everything of value. "

In this case, Zhu Hongchen narrowed his eyes and made a decisive judgment:

"If Ai Qing cannot survive, he will never retreat."

"..."

In silence, Mo San didn't speak again.

Not even in the world of mortals.

Only on the list, names kept appearing one after another, scarlet and pitch black reflected together, as if turning into a road paved with blood and bones.

Move forward slowly.

There are still ten kilometers to go...

A heart-shaking roar came from the distance again, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Only the sound of iron hooves trampling sounded.

Echoing the thunder in the distance.

In front of the entrance of Stone City, all the bounty hunters gathered here looked at each other uneasily. They no longer had the calmness and relaxation they had not long ago. Amidst the gradual sound of horse hooves, they were gradually invaded by fear.

He is moving forward.

Here are the last fifteen bounty hunters who came to Jinling.

He arrived too late and didn't even have time to rush to the front to intercept, only to find that all the people who rushed to the front were already dead.

The sublimators here now cannot be said to be weak, but they just didn't have enough time. But when anyone hears about the horrific records that have been constantly updated in just three hours, they will feel an indescribable chill.

Especially when you might become part of the battle.

When they looked at each other, there was no longer the wariness and hostility in their eyes. Instead, they could clearly see the panic and uneasiness in the eyes of many people. Some people had already turned around and left, but more people chose to stay.

‘Don’t be afraid that he is alone’, ‘We will join together later’, ‘No matter how powerful he is, can he still have three heads and six arms?’ Such words were swirling on everyone’s lips, but no one said such words.

Once you say it, the battle may be over before it even begins.

"Let's establish a position first and be ready."

The sublimated person with a slightly gray temple suggested: "This time, it is obvious that we can't eat alone, so why not join forces? If you believe me, then we will divide the money according to our respective contributions, and I will give the share to the deceased." Go to his Magic Gold Bank account. If anyone agrees, come to me."

At this time, whether it is a good decision or a bad decision, it is very valuable. Nothing is more irritating than silence and hesitation.

It couldn't be better if someone steps up and takes responsibility.

Soon, three slightly sparse lines of defense were established at the entrance of Stone City. The ruins of this section of the ancient city wall were set up, with the Black Lake in the distance as their backs, and they were ready for battle.

Waiting for the approaching sound of horse hooves.

Until the blood-stained knight riding the scarlet war horse slowly walked out of the abandoned train tunnel.

In the dead silence, on the horseback, the knight who was almost dyed red was exposed in front of everyone, already covered with cuts and bruises. The face covered in blood no longer looked handsome and feminine as described in the information.

There was only a heart-stopping calm.

The sticky blood fell from the gorgeous and cold gun blade and fell into the soil. Wherever it passed, clusters of pure white iris bloomed.

The badly injured white horse neighed, and slowly carried the silent knight forward.

It seemed as if he would die on the spot at any time.

It's hard to believe that people can continue to live at this level, but in fact there are still hot breaths exhaling from their mouths and noses, and their bloodshot pupils have the temperature of lava in hell.

Even though it was so tragic, the girl behind the knight was spotless and did not suffer any trauma.

Because no one can get past him.

The red white horse raised his eyes, stared at the enemies in front of him indifferently, and slowly stepped forward.

The knight remained silent.

The distance slowly closed, and everyone saw the scars and blood on Huai Shi's body. In the silence, their expressions twitched and they exchanged glances with each other.

The commander, whose temples turned white, slowly stood up, put out the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and sighed softly.

He stood up and called to the knight.

"Huai Shi, right?"

No one answered, and in the silence, the white horse continued to move forward, unhurriedly, its cracked hoofs hitting the stones, sparks bursting out. Like beating a drum, it shook everyone's heart.

"There's no need for this." The commander raised his voice and said, "No one can blame you anymore if you achieve this level... Even if you die, you can't rush through. Why don't we talk about it?"

Still no one spoke.

Huai Shi's eyes were lowered, showing no reaction, as if she didn't hear anything.

But then, the sound of trampling iron hoofs became intensive, and the horses' hooves hit the rusty rails, reflecting the sudden thunder across the sky.

Lightning whipped down from the clouds, fleetingly illuminating those dark eyes.

Like iron indifference.

The white horse moved forward, galloping, neighing in rage.

Huai Shi roared.

The hoarse roar of the mountain ghost suddenly erupted, and with the thunder roaring in all directions, the spear of compassion was raised on the galloping white horse, aiming at the old and stunned face.

There was a roar of gunfire, but in an instant, the insignificant bullet was thrown away by the advancing white horse.

Huai Shi is moving forward.

——The last mile!