Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 207 Singing

  Gradually, people onlookers came over and they watched the scene indifferently.

  An uncle next to him persuaded: "You young people hurry up and leave, they won't let you enter the upper zone 3."

  There is also an aunt who kindly said: “There is a stalemate in this icy world that will freeze your body. Your parents have worked so hard to raise you so much. When you did this kind of thing, didn’t you think about them?”

  "It is impossible to overthrow the consortium in the Federation. Don't let your parents lose their jobs..."

  At this time, some students suddenly discovered that among the noisy crowds there were marchers who had left earlier. One of them said: “In fact, this kind of march should not be launched. What is the use of education reform. Can I go to school as a meal?”

   "And I didn't watch the weather forecast when it was launched, so I had to choose a snowy parade!"

  After these people left, only when they tried their best to prove that the parade was wrong, could it appear that their departure was correct.

  Snow in the sky.

  The words on the street.

   is like a knife blocking the road.

  It's like what many adults have said to them: you can't succeed.

  Hundreds of students stood still unable to move forward, but were not reconciled to retreat.

  Some students started crying in a low voice. They didn't know what was wrong. Everyone was just doing something right with passion, why everyone didn't understand.

  They looked around blankly, at the crowd onlookers, and the Security Committee agents in front of them.

  The snow suddenly grew bigger, and the manic wind passed through the steel forest, making a howling sound.

  But at this moment, a thin singing voice suddenly sounded among the students, carrying it out with snow and a knife. It seemed that the weather was a bit cold, and there was a slight tremor in the singing.

   immature but hot.

  Everyone looked at it and saw the silver-haired girl Zheng Yi standing weakly in the snow, singing softly.

   "Get up, hungry and cold slave."

   "Get up, suffering people all over the world."

  "The blood is full of blood already boiling."

   "Fight for the truth."

  In the beginning, only one person sang.

   Soon, other students began to sing along.

  In the cold wind, the singing voice is no longer so thin, and it starts to gain strength.

  I don’t know who it is. He brought this Internationale from the watch world to the inner world, and also simplified the lyrics to make it easier to remember.

  The students secretly learned this song before the parade, but they didn't dare to sing it before because the lyrics were too sharp and too exciting.

   But at this moment, when the consortium asked the Safety Committee to tear off the last layer of skin, the students felt that they had nothing to worry about.

  The students let snowflakes cover their heads and shoulders. They did not want to leave, but stubbornly sang songs.

  Her voice that was hoarse from shouting slogans, continued to overwork for the singing.

  The male student in the front looked at the front, frankly at the Security Management Committee agents.

   "There has never been a savior."

   "Don't rely on the emperor."

  "To create human happiness."

   "It's all on our own."

   Singing, the male student’s eyes were red, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

  He didn't cry because he felt wronged and painful, but he was in a chorus of hundreds of people, and his mood was inexplicably agitated.

  They sang the Internationale over and over and did not want to leave.

  Unexpected things happened, and the crowd of onlookers outside started to sing clumsily.

  In the beginning, only one or two people sang along. Gradually, one or two hundred people stopped and sang.

  The parade, which had already seemed a bit lonely, actually began to slowly increase in number.

  Those onlookers didn’t know why they wanted to join in, they just walked in when their brains got hot.

  The singing voice became louder and louder.

  At this moment, a man in a black coat walked leisurely on the snow, still holding a document that was still warm.

  Hengshe, Li Dongze.

  Many people recognized this man.

   Immediately afterwards, they watched Li Dongze come in front of the Security Committee agents and stuffed the documents in their hands into the other's hands. It was indeed the legal procession approval that was taken away by the agents before.

  Li Dongze looked at the agent and said softly, “Remember not to use this dirty method to deal with children next time.”

  The next moment, another box truck drove up on the corner of the street. Two Hengshe members in black suits jumped out of the truck. They opened the iron door of the cargo box, and there was a piece of red cloth inside.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of Hengshe members rushed out without knowing where they came from. They took the red cloth from the cargo box and distributed it to the students. Use the scarf, at least the wind won’t fill your neck. And the food will arrive soon, so don’t worry."

  The students stared at the Hengshe members in front of them in a daze. The tattoos on their bodies spread all the way to their necks and even cheeks.

  This kind of person holds a red scarf and distributes it, and they say warm and kind words, which always makes people feel a little weird.

  They discovered that these “scarves” even had “trouser tubes”, which looked like a pair of red long trousers cut in half and then turned into scarves.

  A member of the Hengshe Society scratched his head when he saw the student’s face looking strange: "The boss insists on asking for a red scarf, saying that it looks so good, but the big red scarf is really hard to find. It can only be temporarily..."

  A student took the scarf: "Thank you..."

  The Hengshe member with neck tattoos grinned: "You **** be kind to me...cough cough, no thanks."

  Li Dongze looked at the students: "Go ahead, no one dares to stop you today. Sooner or later, you will no longer be so embarrassed, I look forward to it."

  The parade started again, and the chorus that went straight into the sky did not stop, but grew stronger.

  It's night.

   But it is no longer cold.

  ……

  ……

  In the secret prison, the middle-aged man suddenly became anxious inexplicably.

  There is still a while before the scheduled secret execution time, but the information scheduled every five minutes in the plan has not been sent again.

  The middle-aged man paced back and forth in the clearing. He turned his head from time to time to look at Cheng Xiao who was standing. The other party was unkempt, his hands and feet were also shackles, but he had an unstoppable arrogance when he stood.

  At this moment, everyone heard a faint singing voice above their heads.

  The sound was a little faint after penetrating the thick wall, but even the faint chorus sound reflected passionate, high-pitched enthusiasm all the time.

  The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. It is strange, what singing can penetrate here?

  He knew very well that above them was Milin Avenue, right at the border of District 3 and District 5.

  Who would have thought that there is a secret prison hidden underground in such a prosperous place? It was precisely because of the special location of the secret prison that Li Shutong couldn't find it after looking for it for eight years.

  At this time, Cheng Xiao and others listened quietly, and slowly began to hum: "There has never been a savior, and there is no need for a fairy emperor..."

  Cheng Xiao said with emotion: "Good song."

  The middle-aged man looked at him coldly: "When is it, still in the mood to listen to songs?"

   “It’s nothing to regret hearing a good song before dying,” Cheng Xiao said with a smile.

  After finishing speaking, Cheng Xiao actually sang along again. He only felt that the singing above his head became louder and louder, and some inaudible lyrics just now were heard clearly.

  The 35 prisoners gradually began to sing along. The middle-aged man rushed to Cheng Xiao and slapped his face with a slap when he raised his hand.

  The crisp sound was extremely loud, but Cheng Xiao still sang the song with a smile, and still stared directly at the middle-aged man.

  The next moment, the middle-aged man said grimly: "Execute execution directly."

  A soldier said: "Sir, it's not time yet."

   "It doesn't matter, this was originally planned," the middle-aged man said.

   But even in the face of execution, Cheng Xiao and others did not stop singing.

  All the soldiers opened the safety of the automatic rifle, pulled the bolt and loaded it.

   but heard Cheng Xiao regretfully said: "It's a pity, there are still a few words in the lyrics that I didn't hear clearly."

  However, at this moment, several soldiers exclaimed. The firearms in their hands did not know what happened, and they suddenly dropped out, sticking to the concrete ceiling above their heads.

  Screams came from the corridor outside the secret prison. Everyone turned around and saw a 12-man combat team rushing in.

  All of these soldiers are holding black ceramic daggers in their hands and wearing federal special combat uniforms. They are as fast as ghosts in frontal combat, and each can take one and more enemies.

  There were no guns on both sides. There were 80 guards in the secret prison, but in front of these 12 people, they did not even have the most basic resistance.

  The troop sequence of the 12 soldiers has been torn away. No one knows which troop they belong to, and no one knows who trained the war machine.

  Middle-aged people only know that he has to face not only these special fighters, but also an extraordinary person who can control metal!

  An extraordinary person, plus 12 genetic warriors, this is almost the ceiling configuration of the special forces in the Federal Army.

  Who is going to rob prison! ?

  The sound of combat boots came, and a young man walked into this secret prison with a smile. He walked through the battlefield without anyone else, and came to the middle-aged man.

  But I saw those guns no longer attached to the ceiling, but slowly drifting in the air, falling gently.

  80 pistols all flew to the side of the young man, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at the middle-aged man on the opposite side.

"It's a little weird," the young man said with a cheerful smile: "I thought there would be a strong defense force here, but it turned out to be a group of chicken dogs, one by one, not even wearing military uniforms, and only equipped with silencer pistols, you guys. I don’t take these prisoners too seriously."

  The middle-aged man said with an earthy face: "This secret prison location is better than hiding. Li Shutong really has to find it. Even if fully armed, it can't stop the demigod. On the surface, we are just employees of a small company on the ground."

   "What you said is quite reasonable, after all, it is Li Shutong who is facing, the most important thing is hiding, not the defense force... I learned it," the young man smiled.

  The middle-aged man trembled and said, "Do you know that Jie Secret Prison is going to a military court?"

  "Is it just going to a military court?" The young man was a little surprised: "I thought it would be executed directly and secretly."

  The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and the cold sweat couldn't stop running down his back. He trembled and said, "Which army do you belong to, I also follow orders..."

  The young man smiled and said, "It doesn’t make sense for the dead to know which unit I belong to."

  While speaking, the guns floating beside the young man~www.readwn.com~ are like 80 invisible hands in the air manipulating them, and they pull the trigger at the same time.

  In an instant, gunfire burst from the muzzle of the muzzle equipped with silencer equipment, and the middle-aged man was abruptly beaten into a sieve.

  Cheng Xiao and others watched this scene silently. They had heard that someone could control the speed of bullets shot by a metal needle a few years ago, which was scary enough.

  However, compared with controlling the speed of bullets shot by a metal needle, the young man used his own power to hit the metal storm effect, which was significantly more ferocious and effective.

  The young man turned his head and said seriously to Cheng Xiao and the others: "Are you ready, while the ground is still noisy, we have to leave quickly."

   "Did Shutong Li sent you here?" Cheng Xiao hesitated and asked.

The young man laughed, showing his two rows of extremely clean teeth: "Although I came to rescue you because of Mr. Li, he still can't command me. We don't belong to the Cavaliers and Hengshe, and the army number is also confidential. , I have no comment."

  ……

  Thank you Scandium, Unrepentant Xiaoyao, Eternal Little Book Boy, and Amaterasu 2856 for becoming the new alliance of this book. The boss is magnificent and the boss made a fortune!

  (End of this chapter)