Beng San, I have an unfinished date with her

Of course - only Long knows about this "after".

From the perspective of the man who pulled the trigger, and the other guys who had the same goal, it was almost the same time.

Long's body was driven to one side by the huge force.

"Target hit."

Brand new branches: 349. All attackers destroyed

The figure hiding in the surrounding woods appeared, and the man operating the sniper rifle stood up and picked up his weapon.

Four in total.

They were scattered in the Highland Forest Park area around the vehicle, observing the movement in the vehicle.

After more than ten minutes, they observed that there was indeed no movement in the broken window, and there was no movement in the dim light from the small car.

All prove that the body of the man who fell from the driver's seat to the passenger's seat lost life.

Coincidentally, the four people emerged from the shadows and walked quickly towards the vehicle.

It's really clear now.

But because the man was lying on the passenger seat, his face could not be seen.

The four of them looked at each other.

One of them said: "Confirm the target?"

One person nodded: "Definitely, money is not that easy to make."

"Okay." One person nodded silently.

"Come on." The last person agreed.

That said, but in fact only two people are enough. One person at the left and right doors can hold the shoulders and the other push the legs.

Soon Long's body was placed face down next to the car.

...

"It's a little weird."

"what?"

"How not.."

"Blood?"

"Correct."

"...Open it and take a look. Maybe your blood pressure won't rise after it's all gone in the car."

Things look a little hairy and weird.

Although the four of them didn't say anything, they all subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

Even so, how could the guy eating this bowl of rice run away because of this little thing.

A man walked up and wanted to test it with a kick, and was ready to turn Long's head in a different direction to observe.

But he had only taken a few steps when he was stopped by another person.

"It doesn't matter whether it's strange or not...they're all going to die anyway.", he said.

The four of them exchanged glances and understood what he meant.

The next moment, several people came to the same direction and pulled their triggers at Long on the ground.

It was brighter than car lights but without the continuous explosion of fire. There were constant explosions and jumping sparks on the ground.

Suppressed a little by the muffler, but still powerful gunshots rang out in the woods - but this was the middle section of the park road, and when the sound was heard outside, it was already small and would not attract much attention. .

That is to say, I feel like someone is setting off firecrackers in the distance. I am slightly surprised, but I don't care much.

What's more, this forest park area is really not very small.

When the gunfire stopped, the strong smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke lingered here.

Pieces of clouds and mist emitted from the gun body surrounded the four people, floating with the air flow on the road, but the air flow was not very smooth - perhaps because there were no vehicles running on the road.

Under the illumination of the car body, car lights, and street lights.

It was like a few ghosts flying freely, flying around the four people.

This has a sense of foreboding, which makes people feel surprised.

Annoyed.

Some people even waved their hands constantly, trying to get rid of the smoke surrounding him.

This was not serious business, so he just waved it off.

The main attention of the four people was still focused on Long on the ground.

The smoke thinned a little, allowing them to see more clearly.

But this look...

"retreat!"

I saw Long Na lying on the ground, his body covered by tattered clothes intact.

Countless deformed warheads fell around him.

There are also many warheads that are distorted, rotated, broken...all kinds of things, feebly stagnating on his graceful back.

By the time the man shouted to quit, it was already too late.

The smoke and smoke surrounding them seemed to turn into real ghost entities in an instant.

Trapped them firmly.

Let them wail, struggle, use all their strength, or roll on the ground.

Nothing can be done.

Immediately, they stopped shouting.

Not because of death, but because of what they saw in their field of vision, Long's body moved.

The muscles on his arms were pulsating, and the tattered clothes could not hide the beauty of the human body.

As the muscles of the long arms and upper body exert force, the upper body rises like a graceful curve like a mermaid sliding out of the water.

The bullets on his body kept falling towards the ground from his smooth skin and tattered clothes.

It fell on the road and was inseparable for a moment.

Soon, Long moved one leg, and a full moon appeared on his whole body.

The strong and vigorous figure suddenly passed through an arc and stood on the same spot.

Turning his back to them, he moved his back muscles and shoulders and neck.

Nothing could be seen at this moment, but the next second he turned around - the moment when his clothes, which were full of bullet holes and completely torn, were completely shattered with just a pinch.

The human male body represents the ultimate "beauty" at this moment.

What matters is not the size of the muscles, but the overall visual balance and coordination.

The body Takashi displayed in front of them was absolutely perfect in any proportion, making people feel extremely refreshed visually.

That is definitely not something that can be produced by naturally evolving organisms...

Nature does not exist so perfectly.

It is a work of art carefully carved by strange forces.

The most masterful masterpiece.

At any time in human history, regardless of age, male or female, or even human or divine...

——All "artists" will feel ashamed of their craftsmanship when faced with this work.

This kind of work will naturally not be damaged by mere human bullets.

The four of them understood this the moment they saw him reveal his body.

This is part of the truth.

He is the only incarnation of God walking on the earth.

It is the embodiment of the concept of "perfection".

So much so that Long Ping has to limitlessly compress his charm, making himself just "a handsome guy" in the eyes of ordinary humans.

It was Takashi's gift to Alicia.

Within the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, there will be no creature, race, or existence that would object to this.

This is the best, the truth of this world, and the truth that transcends species and species.

He is the world.

And what happens to those who choose to attack the world?

Of course, the trial.

"Originally, I only planned to let him die." Long smiled and raised his palm and pointed at one of the guys who was trapped on the ground by the "Smoke Ghost" with a look of horror on his face.

Then, Long spread his arms, gave the four people the greatest respect and said, "But you all did it."

"In that case, I treat everyone equally."

"I am the most fair person."

"Accept the punishment first, evolution and reincarnation, people like you only have the last share."

Long's voice allowed them to fully understand it without any hindrance. It transcended language barriers, speech abilities, and auditory sensory nerves, and was deeply engraved in their minds and thinking.

Brand new branches: 350. Sakura

Long's body moved and he walked towards these guys who were some distance away from the vehicle because they were rolling on the ground or running in an attempt to escape.

The street lights in the distance revealed Long Na's hidden frontal body. In order to support the proud body, the core muscles were illuminated by the street lights in this dim night...

——Full of three-dimensional sense and rhythmic vitality.

"I said, I said! I said who hired us!"

Under the threat of death, some people cannot hold back.

Tell everything in a hurry.

Then the other three people also kept confiding their feelings to the outside world.

"No need." Long's cold voice with a smiling face interrupted everything they were saying.

"Ah-"

The screams and howls only lasted a moment.

The "Smoke Ghosts" surrounding them turned into huge Honkai energy, completely eroding them.

It's not right to say it's erosion, it just makes them purer, turning them into another kind of existence, and integrating them into the network controlled by Aponia.

During that time, they will go through a lot to atone for their sins.

Long stared around the scene.

Waving his hand, Honkai energy suddenly emerged nearby.

Come fast, go fast.

All warheads and broken particles were broken down.

The next moment, a set of clothes that were the same as before also appeared on him.

Long took care of it, especially the shirt and tie underneath.

As he walked towards the vehicle, he shook his head and moved his neck to get the right tension between his neck.

Holding the coat in his hand, he swung it up and landed on his shoulders.