death of hope

Chapter 57 "Flying Windfall" (57) Escape
The car was bumping and running, and Susan and Anna were talking about lipstick and nail polish, and the more they talked, the more excited they were.

(I envy women, I don't know how to feel sad.)
Roy shook his head lightly, and looked through the unread message records with the communicator. There was a starred message in the voicemail box. Press it to start playing:
"Dear black gold VIP customer Mr. Roy,

Due to your participation in an illegal assembly, the Delta Tactical Team sent for rescue was wiped out, which caused huge losses to the company. According to Articles 174 and 285 of the contract, we have terminated your private security service.

The paid fee will not be refunded, if you have any other questions, you can call the 24-hour hotline of Norton Security Company at any time, we will do our best to help you..."

"XXX!" (What The FxxK!)
Roy cursed, turned off the voicemail, and looked quite depressed.

The most guaranteed trump card has also failed. The only good news is that everyone is still alive, so we can only take one step at a time.

While feeling depressed, an outdated voice message came in, it was from a friend:
"Hello, Roy, why haven't you answered the phone? I went to your house and knocked on the door, and I went to the old lame bar, but no one was there. Heck, nothing happened, right?"

Continue to play the second article:
"Good news, my buddy has already taken care of the ticket for you! The large-scale interstellar immigration ship that will set sail at the city's starport in three days' time will be destined for the Alpha Centauri colony. The second-class double room includes meals. The service is awesome!"

I'll send the encrypted verification code to your e-mail, and you can print out the ticket at any automatic ticket dispenser. Happy honeymoon, bro. "

(There is still a third message? Could it be a waste?) Roy pressed the play button anxiously:

"Also...give me some pocket money, hehe, my money is tight recently."

"X's! This kid, scare me!"

Checking the inbox, the ticket verification code jumped into view, "Niu X!" Roy put down the communicator, hugged Anna, and kissed her frantically:

"Look at this! We're almost there!"

Susan looked at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Hey, you two, pay attention to the influence!"

"Immigration procedures and boat tickets are all ready, three days... As long as you stick to the last three days and board the interstellar immigration ship, we will be free!"

At Anna's strong request, she went to visit her brother first,

In order to confirm that no one was following him, the car turned around on the overpass, drove into Nancheng District, and parked in the garage of a five-story building. This is a private clinic. The owner of the clinic was saved by Syndra the ape. Here It became one of the secret hospitals for masked vigilantes.

Albert was resting on the hospital bed. The nurse was changing his dressing. His vital readings were stable. According to the doctor, he would be discharged soon.

After going out, Anna was in a good mood, and all the hatred was temporarily forgotten. Passing by a pet store, she stopped to watch, and through the glass window, she could see the cats playing.

"It's so cute! Especially this gray and white-gloved forest cat."

"Go in and pick one."

"Is the immigrant spaceship allowed to bring pets?"

"Hey, hey! You two really don't know how to worry. You are being chased and killed, and you still have time to play with cats here!"

Susan frowned: "Imprisonment restricts its freedom. We sterilize cats so that we don't have to bother ourselves. We raise ugly ones and abandon them. Human keeping pets is a blasphemy to life."

"Please, Susan, why do you look so distressed... She just likes cute animals, don't you also like cat ear hairpins?"

"I'm sorry, the old problem happened again."

Susan herself also felt that she was disappointed: "Maybe because I have witnessed too many dark sides, my character has become particularly stinky. In short, I just don't like this kind of place."

"Haha, this is really strange. The masked vigilante 'Black Cat' doesn't like pet cats. Perhaps, you are a tough wild cat, so you despise the little princess who grew up in the greenhouse."

Anna said: "Okay, I'll just take a look around and don't keep it.

In the current situation, raising a cat is harmful to it. Besides, cats of different breeds have bad stomachs and can’t eat hard. It’s better to adopt them to feed them. "

Susan obviously liked to hear this: "It's easy to feed, of course, the wild cats you can see are the strong ones who survived the narrowing, and the ones who are not healthy have already died in the corner, and you can't see them.

All right, let's get in the car and go. "

Just after closing the car door, Roy said, "I suggest we get out of the car first, I'll smoke a cigarette."

"I'm sick, can't you smoke in the car? What kind of expression is this? Wait...he's fucking! Oops, you farted!"

Anna pinched her nose and got out of the car, and Susan hugged her and laughed together:
"Oops... It's killing me. I thought that guy Downey was stinky enough. These stinky men! A bunch of scumbags!"

The atmosphere became relaxed and cheerful, and they didn't care whether they were being chased or not. They drove with the car window open. On the radio, a listener ordered the classic folk song "The Color of the Wind", and the three of them hummed along to the melody:

"

Who has ever seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.

But look at the green leaves dancing on the branches,
Then Xiaofeng passed through.

Who has ever seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.

But look at the willow branches sweeping the lake,
Then Xiaofeng passed through.

"

The trio from the Old Lame Bar had become refugees and had moved to an apartment building on the block, and the door was opened by Fat Donny, nervous, with a loaded short-barreled shotgun.

"Fatty, turn off the insurance quickly, what should I do if it catches fire!"

"Is there no one following you?"

Susan didn't answer, and jumped on him directly, kissing Donnie's fat face with lipstick marks all over.

"Hey, what's going on, this is it."

Anna laughed and said, "She's taking revenge on us for showing our affection in the car."

Roy patted Downey on the back: "How are Ferguson and the old man?"

"Very good, watching TV at home."

The halls and rooms were in disarray, full of boxes, which had evidently been brought in hastily,

The news station is reporting a strike at an institution in York City,

The bartender Ferguson complained to the TV screen:

"These grandsons are fucking sick! They are also making trouble with the trade union people.

Public servants have social security.Drink coffee and read a newspaper when you go to work, and get off work when the time comes, and there are weekends and annual leave!
X him X!Give me this treatment, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams!I don't know what else is dissatisfied, it's really fucking full, it's hard to serve! "

Old Jon leaned back on the broken sofa, wiping his high-tech prosthetic leg with a soft cloth;

"Here it is."

"Hmm..." Roy lowered his head, facing everyone facelessly: "It's all my fault, it made everyone miserable."

Donnie's huge body squeezed through the door, and Susan wrapped around his back like a snake: "Why are you talking about this, everyone benefits, and it's safe and sound!"

"I really want to go back to the bar and have a drink... Hey!" Roy sighed, "It must be very hard."

"It's okay, thanks to the help of the neighbors and masked vigilantes, the car and the people are out.

The move went well, but I was in a hurry, and everything in the basement was brought over, except for the wine and furniture, and the large bundle of Playboy magazines I collected was also taken away. "

"Pity."

"Don't be too frustrated, I brought a box of small bottles." Ferguson picked up a small bottle of brandy: "Go on!"

(End of this chapter)