Marvel Sun God

It can be said that boxing has reached this point, and it is already quite competent.Even if it were put on the professional arena, that was Xingguang Yeye's existence.This is the beauty of strength, but anyone with normal aesthetics can understand it.Of course, this is not the case for those who are being beaten.

As soon as he took the uppercut, not only did the old woman's front teeth smash again, but even the molars were also punched out.And the next left uppercut swelled her cheek and broke the corner of her eye.It made her whole mind start to sway. As soon as she fell to the ground, she was like a loach rolling on the ground, only twisting, but she couldn't even stand up.

The perfect knockdown made Hermione who threw a fist feel complacent.She gave up so much hard work and left countless blood and sweat, but it was not in vain.

After experiencing the catastrophe in the UK, Hermione began to spend a lot of energy to learn boxing, a fighting technique.As a proud girl of heaven, a nobleman of the upper class, she made such a decision entirely out of the idea of ​​self-preservation.

This idea was not born randomly, but a determination made after witnessing countless tragedies.In the UK, when the disaster broke out, she clearly knew this truth.That is, in the face of disasters, the biggest threat that humans need to face is not the disaster itself, but their humans.

Many people will take advantage of this time to vent their own animality wildly, and at that time, the weak among humans will often become the most direct victims.For example, women like her are often the most miserable.

She had seen such a tragic situation with her own eyes, so she made up her mind to spend so much hard work and effort on this kind of thing that is most unsuitable for women.And the result at the moment is undoubtedly telling her one thing, that the hard work she has spent is totally worth it.In this regard, she certainly has reasons to be complacent and proud.

After finally calming the crazy old woman, Hermione started to feel strange when she felt loose in her heart.Logic told her that this old woman's reaction was really wrong, and why she was so wrong, she felt that she could no longer simply use a revolutionary riot to describe it.

As a member of the upper class, she knows one thing very well, and that is the change of human beings.If the Paris of hundreds of years ago could still under the so-called freedom slogan, recklessly launch a revolutionary movement that didn't even care about the blood flow, then Parisians nowadays are not the same. Up.

Just like the yellow vest movement that broke out recently, on the surface it is a protest against the increase in fuel tax, but in essence it is an explosion of dissatisfaction accumulated by government policies that have been biased towards the rich.It's all about benefit. Of course, this benefit is not to the point where it needs to be killed.So, what can be done if the noise is outrageous, can it be the same as the Paris Revolution, to push the emperor's family to the guillotine?Totally impossible.

Demonstrations, this is the normal rhythm.At most, it is to throw something with the government officials in charge of public security. That's right, I throw some fruits and vegetables, you throw some tear gas and the like.It is not realistic to expect to develop into a large-scale bloodshed. Seeing a rich man is like killing his father and his enemy.

According to the thoughts of wealthy people like Hermione, as long as they spit out a portion of their benefits, and then the government comes forward to compromise, then it's almost time to turn big things into small things.For these troubled civilians, as long as they are given some substantial benefits, they will certainly die.

Everyone is not a fool, and knows the bottom line of this matter.You can make trouble, but you can't make trouble too much.If you tear your skin apart, do you really think that their flesh and blood can stop the government from the rain of bullets?

This is fantastic.Anyway, since the invention of the heavy machine gun, people who dare to think this way and do it almost all abruptly.You can dissatisfied, if you have the ability, you can try it yourself, and by the way, see how many people are willing to stand on the same line with you.Hermione didn't know what other people thought, and it was placed with her anyway. If she were in such a position, she would never go to this muddy water.

Smart people should behave like this, but now it seems that the situation has changed somewhat.Let alone what kind of madness the old woman had suddenly appeared, the movements outside alone became more and more beyond Hermione's expectations.

With a loud bang, Hermione could see clearly that a bus was blown into the air.The bus was not empty, there were dozens of people in it, and with this sound alone, Hermione could say with certainty that tomorrow's international headlines would be settled.

Have the yellow vests been so big already?Or is the banner of the French Revolution going to fly again?She was still in a daze, she was completely disbelieved in her heart.But the explosion after another outside, like a loud gong and drum, knocked her back to her head abruptly.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time.Even if she had never heard this old saying, Hermione already had a similar idea in her mind.Seeing the crowds on the street becoming more and more crazy, almost completely irrational at all, she gritted her teeth and hurriedly ran towards the cars parked on the street.

She was really frightened.I just feel that Paris in this night is no longer any different from the nightmarish London she once stayed in.At this time, she had been completely driven by the intention of self-preservation, her only thought was to escape, to escape from this place of right and wrong.

This thought almost dominated her thinking, so that she did not notice some special changes at all.For example, the moonlight and starry sky suddenly became densely covered with clouds, for example, the layers of golden electric light revealed after the dark clouds.She only noticed her eyes, the crazy people and the crazy things they did.After staring at these and carefully avoiding them, she drove all the way to her small villa on the outskirts of Paris.

Because of the experience that she didn't want to remember in dreams before, her heart was always full of anxiety.Driven by these senses of anxiety, she spent a lot of money to buy the most remote villa in the suburbs of Paris.

The villa hides almost all the inhabited places and was built deep in the woods next to a small town.The surrounding area is a hundred miles away, and there are not a few households in total, which can be described as extremely inaccessible.And just such an inaccessible trait is what Hermione needs most.

Avoid people and avoid trouble.When danger comes, no trouble is the best way to save your life.Of course, this is not enough insurance.So Hermione spent millions of euros to build a private safe house under the villa in accordance with the specifications of the nuclear fortifications.

Located 30 meters deep underground, it can produce oxygen and generate electricity.Food and water sufficient to eat for several years are reserved, and all kinds of living materials needed by women are prepared.Coupled with certain entertainment facilities and communication tools, Hermione can say with certainty that she is truly safe here, and she might even be able to persist until the end of the world.

She really used the idea of ​​dealing with the end of the world to deal with this strange riot, so without any hesitation, she got into this safe house and locked all the passages firmly.

And until this time, she really took a breath, thinking that her safety was finally guaranteed.It was only at this time that she started to wonder what exactly caused the city to suddenly change into this way.

This is abnormal, she can detect it.With this question in mind, she quietly turned on the radio and began to listen to the outside world.

Chapter 1875: The Phantom of Singing Appears

Skilled in operating the radio station, Hermione first connected the radio to some local shortwave channels in Paris

This is some shortwave channels often used by the people, such as traditional radio stations or personal broadcasts, will be used on this channel.She wanted to use the news on these channels to determine the scale of the riot she saw.Was it only the corner she saw in front of her eyes, or the whole city had fallen into it.These are things that need external information to determine, and now these shortwave channels are the best source of reception.

According to Hermione's idea.The best situation at this time is that everything remains the same.Whether it's those fancy news stations, or those music that sounds harsh to her, or those neurotic conspiracy theories that are completely personal and conjecture.As long as there are one or two that remain normal, she can feel more at ease.Unfortunately, no.

No matter how she adjusts her shortwave band, she can only receive a moment of silent feedback.This made her feel inexplicably worried that she would not be the only one left in this world.

"Damn it, how is this possible." Hermione, who thought she had seen the big wind and waves, quickly dispelled her crazy idea.You know, even in the original Britain, in the midst of such a disaster, these human beings have not broken contact.

The mayor of the City of London personally sits in town and announces asylum information on the radio.Either the location announcements of the various shelters on the radio, or the distress signals from individuals.Although it is a panic and chaotic scene, in any case, it is stronger than today's quiet situation.This light is not loud, it shouldn't be broken.

Anxiously holding a tool to check the cordless station, and after confirming that there was no problem with the station, Hermione switched the band again and switched the band to the national channel.

According to her thoughts, there is already such a big movement right now, even if it is to calm people's hearts, the national radio station should make some remarks in this regard.Regardless of whether the remarks are open-eyed or nonsense, news is better than no news.

But, still not.Only a silent rustle came from the radio, making Hermione's heart seem to fall to the bottom in an instant.She couldn't figure out why, so she could only try again and again in vain.And just after she played so vainly for hours, finally, a vague voice came out of the radio.

The sound was very faint, so faint that it was almost inaudible with the harsh electric current.But Hermione put on the earphones as if in the nectar, but began to adjust the band carefully.

After swiping left twice, the voice grew louder and sounded like a female voice.Dial to the right, the words gradually became clear, and she could hear her singing.When Hermione found the most accurate channel, her singing suddenly rang out, and to distinguish it from Hermione's extremely high artistic accomplishment, this sad and heart-moving song on the radio happened to be the famous musical " Sings in "The Phantom of the Opera".

"Thk of, thk of fondly, e"ve said goodbyereber, once a while, lease roise you"ll try"

It was a man's chant from this low female voice, but it was a little less separatist and a little bit more sorrowful.Of course, great skill.Hermione, who has been accustomed to meeting so-called musicians all the year round, has to admit that this female voice is really good at singing, even if she has a special concert in Vienna, it is completely enough.

However, no matter how beautiful the singing is, it cannot change the situation today.And in the current situation, Hermione couldn't be like the people in the movie, listening to such a beautiful song, even forgetting the danger she was facing.She was not so irresponsible for her own life, so at the moment, she was already shouting at the other side of the radio.

"Is anyone here? Can you hear me? I need help here!"

"When you fd that, once aga, you long to take your heart bad be free -if you ever fd a ont, sare a thought for ”

The singing is not interrupted, but continues down.But Hermione could clearly hear that there was such an imperceptible interruption.This means that it is not that the other party cannot hear her, but just feels that there is no need to pay attention to it.

It's a shame, but Hermione doesn't care much.She just wanted to listen to people's voices and understand the specific situation outside.As for asking for help or something, who might ask for someone else?

"Repeat, did anyone hear me? I need help. Please answer if you hear, please answer if you hear"

The clever Hermione always intervenes when a woman's singing is about to reach its climax. It's as if one person just lifted it up and was suddenly slapped by another person.It will definitely not feel good, and naturally, there will be anger in my heart.

Forget it once, and can barely endure it.But if Hermione did this over and over again, it would definitely be the Buddha's fire.

"Enough, shut up and listen to my singing. Is this so difficult for you?"

The singing on the radio station stopped and turned into a curse from a man with a thick voice.And such an unexpected change, of course, made Hermione stunned.

There is nothing strange about male voices being female.Not to mention those with extraordinary talents, even those good singers can imitate them one or two.However, if you want to sing such a sad and sullen female voice like this rough male voice, it is really not something ordinary people can do.

Put this reversal change into a video on weekdays and throw it on the Internet, saying that a large group of people must be called two gods.But now, at the moment, Hermione really doesn't have the spirit to praise this man's singing skills.She only wanted to know the situation of the outside world, so while the man was talking, she immediately asked.

"Listen, sir. I don't have the time to listen to you sing here, and I think if you know what's going on outside, you should not have the energy to sing. If you don't know what is going on outside, then , Then listen to me, open the window, look out into the street, and tell me what you see"

"What did I see?" The man's voice was full of doubts, and then, as if he had discovered something, he yelled at her obviously a little excited."I saw it, I saw it. I saw blood and flames, I saw madness and chaos. Life is so fragile, it is simply sparks swaying in the wind. The light disappears in an instant, and the only darkness left is eternity "

The voice on the radio station became more enthusiastic and excited.Hermione, who was sitting here, looked blank and confused, and even couldn't help wondering in her heart whether she had encountered any crazy artists who like to take drugs.

Many people who play art will choose drugs for so-called inspiration.And what I have to say is that some of these artists are really capable of something. By seizing such inspiration, they can really make some amazing works.However, taking drugs is not the right way after all, and the hidden dangers it brings are often to make these so-called artists out of human form.

If it's just the physical marketing and skinny, that's fine. To put it in a boast, this is called dedication to art, and it sounds pretty decent.However, if the spirit of the whole person is confused, and even the three views are distorted, then even if your work is astonishing, I am afraid it is difficult to say decent.

Of course, if waiting for you to die, and your work is really amazing, comparable to Van Gogh Beethoven's words, then it must be said otherwise.However, with so many artists, how many talents like Van Gogh and Beethoven can have?

Although Hermione agreed with the man's previous level, she didn't think he could be as high as that.So naturally, facing the man's crazy babble, she interrupted directly and unceremoniously.