"It's too late to hurry up. Sir, the time is too short, and the Edward Institute of Psychology is also relatively biased."

The helicopter pilot said to Zuo Lun, who was sitting in the back.

"Just try my best. After all, I still need to deal with such a thing, and I don't expect to catch up."

Zuo Lun was sitting in the helicopter, and the wind was whistling around him, but he seemed very calm. There was an invisible diaphragm that separated him from the outside. No matter how strong the wind was, his hairstyle was meticulous. He was indeed a person who had high requirements for his dress, almost a kind of persistence and hobbies.

Next to Zuo Lun, there was a man sitting. The man was a little older, looking forty years old, wearing a heavy work clothes, dressed in a workshop.

The two of them sat together, showing a great sense of visual contrast.

But the two of them seemed very natural.

Indeed, perhaps the relationship between identity and status is highly valued in the secular world, especially in Western democratic countries that emphasize freedom, democracy and equality and sing these slogans. In fact, to a certain extent, their hierarchical thinking is more obvious. However, once they enter the story world of horror radio, their status in the real world is often no longer the standard for measuring the other party between listeners.

The only criterion is strength.

He was able to sit with Sofia's boss Zuo Lun, and also took up most of the positions with a golden sword. Obviously, the status of this European and American worker can only be higher than Zuo Lun, and definitely not lower than Zuo Lun.

"This is still an adventure." The worker's voice seemed a bit thick, which should be a habit developed in a noisy working environment. Because if the sound is not high, there will be no dialogue in the workshop. "Once it is not done well, the original scene will appear again."

"Do you really believe that he will have a deep relationship with that woman? Even if the cat follows him, it cannot explain too many problems. Even from the analysis of others, everyone agrees more with the view that the woman has actually disappeared. The information collected recently also indirectly explains these problems.

That woman is probably no longer in the real world.

If the woman has disappeared and the black cat follows him, it will be easy to understand. It is nothing more than a listener in the Eastern circle who is lucky enough to adopt a pet of a strong man. This example is also many in our West, and even in mythological stories.

Qiao Allen, don’t think too much about it. Even if he dies now, it has nothing to do with us. He took the initiative to go to the laboratory and walked into the glass house by himself. We didn’t escort him.

Besides, our London audience always have to come out of the shadow of that woman at that time and cannot always be immersed in the nightmare of the past."

"Nightmare?

shadow?

hehe……"

Joe Allen sighed, "I am from Sailor City, my wife and daughter, who left me forever in that incident, and even any trace of them was ruthlessly wiped out by the horror broadcast. I couldn't even find a piece of their hair to pay tribute.

If that woman, that woman has not disappeared, if that woman is still watching everything here,

If, her relationship with him is really extraordinary.

Then, this may cause the result,

Zuo Lun, can you afford it?

If that woman comes to England again, can you guarantee that the one in the Vatican, the one in Milan and the one in Catalonia, are those giants really willing to tear apart their faces and lose their origins to fight against that crazy woman?

Britain still needs us British people to protect us. We cannot count on others and can never be. Only we British listeners treat this place as our home from the bottom of our hearts!

We were already being tricked by others and provoked that woman. Now we still have to take the initiative to repeat the same mistakes?"

Zuo Lun reached out and patted Joe Allen on the shoulder, "My dear Joe Allen, please believe me, that woman is really gone. We must learn to stand up again. Only when we all walk out of that shadow can our British audience have hope and a giant can be born.

This is just our first step. Now, the man named Su is our first step, it is the wayfinding stone. His accident has nothing to do with us."

At this moment, a terrifying aura rose in the center of London, without any signs or warnings, which made people so unexpected!

Zuo Lun's face changed immediately, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. His previous confident and confident appearance completely disappeared, turning into a kind of panic and panic, like a teenage mouse in the laboratory who was scared by various experiments.

"Her breath, her breath, she is here, she is still there..."

Joe Allen's lips were already purple. Obviously, the fear deep in his soul completely suppressed the hatred of his wife and daughter being killed, as if it was a natural suppression of the pigs below by the existence at the top of the food chain. He couldn't hate that woman, nor did he dare to hate her. The other party had planted a nightmare in his heart, and could not get rid of it!

…………

In a museum in London, a coffin, which was originally placed in a special exhibition area that was prohibited from visiting, slowly floated up at this time. A thin man stretched out his hand, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and then slowly sat up.

His hair was blue, but it looked like a pile of dead grass. His skin was extremely wrinkled, just like a fig leaf sticking to his bones, which seemed very reluctant.

However, his eyes seemed very deep and hollow. When he sat up, the air pressure around him suddenly decreased, and everything began to become centered on him.

He is hesitating, he is thinking, he is hesitating,

He didn't even dare to completely release his breath to welcome the aura that appeared out of thin air.

Finally, he sighed and felt a sense of loneliness. Then, he slowly lay back into the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was closed at this time and slowly fell back to the ground.

…………

"Sir, the Prime Minister asked me to ask you if the outline of his next military security meeting is ready." A clerk knocked on the door and asked, because the door was locked from the inside. This is a very strange phenomenon. Few people locked the door here.

The clerk who had not received any response had to reach out and continue knocking on the door, but soon a furious response came from inside:

"Let the Prime Minister go to see the hell, let the outline go to see the hell, let everyone here go to see the hell,

Get out of here, get out of here!"

The roar echoed on this floor of the government building, which surprised everyone. Why did the assistant, the Prime Minister, who has always been known for his gentleness, suddenly become so angry?

In the office, Will was squatting at the desk. He looked at his hands. He was trembling. He was really trembling. In many times before, he had fantasized countless times when the woman dared to come to England again. He would do anything to face her, fight against her, and defeat her. In order to protect his country and his home, he would sacrifice everything, even to sacrifice!

However, when things came to an end, his courage disappeared instantly when the woman's breath appeared over London again.

He was angry at his cowardice, and now he... is only angry.

Zuo Lun is right. If the British audience cannot get out of the shadow left by that woman, then the future will be extremely slim, because they have lost the courage and the courage to face it.

At the same time, a huge figure appeared over the Vatican, Milan, Catalonia, Athens and other cities, and their eyes were all aimed at the direction of Britain.

Even in China, there are huge figures appearing above several cities. The figures are very blurry and cannot be seen by ordinary people, but they can interfere with the magnetic field to a great extent.

A figure exclaimed:

"Hasn't she already gone to that place? Why... she, has she been back?"

…………

Sophia suddenly lay on the ground, gasping for breath. That breath, the breath she felt when she was just a experiencing person, appeared again;

She remembered the day after the aura appeared, a city was erased with fear, as if the worldview was completely subverted, and she had been in a daze for a long time.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the Sailor City, their social relationships, all their traces, all their existence for so long, were wiped out completely. This is a great horror, this is a great fear, this is a dark curtain, covering the heads of all British listeners.

Then, she suddenly looked up and saw Su Bai, who was already dying in the glass house. She screamed like crazy. More than a dozen vines grew out of her body, penetrated through the door, and waved directly towards the Petri dish.

You can't let him die, you must not let him die,

That woman is still there,

That woman is here again!

He must have a deep relationship with that woman. He cannot die, he cannot die!

Su Bai only heard the sound of the old woman in his mind suddenly roaring, and then the spiritual pressure sitting on him instantly dissipated.

"Bang!"

The sound of the glass breaking came, and Su Bai felt a wetness on his face. He raised his head and opened his eyes. He saw the Petri dish falling to the ground and shattering it directly, and the culture medium was spilling everywhere, while the brain rolled and came to him.

Don't know why,

Looking at this disgusting brain,

Su Bai's first reaction was:
Chapter completed!