Poseidon in Tomorrow's Ark

But the lack of losses does not mean that the Emperor can ignore others' trampling on his records, especially the crisis that has already occurred.

It was almost, just almost. Even if Xiyue was here, if Xiyue acted a little later, those precious records might have been damaged by the bomb.

Those precious vinyl records cannot withstand any collisions. The slightest crack will destroy the perfect sound quality.

Thinking of this, the emperor stood up calmly and brushed off the dust on his body.

At this time, the Archangel shouted from the door: "Ah! They got on the bus! Those guys in black clothes!"

Baisong, who had just experienced another explosion, was even more nervous: "Wait! But if they set up a trap from the beginning, why didn't they ambush us? This is strange, we should make a specific plan before going..."

“Texas!”

Before Excalibur could shout, Texas had already quickly run towards the vehicle parked outside the door.

"Listen carefully, everyone." The emperor's calm voice sounded, "All traffic violation tickets for tonight will be reimbursed."

"I want them to be buried with my vinyl!!!"

Xiyue picked up the emperor and put him in the car. She also used water to drag the still dazed Baisong into the car. She also added fuel to the fire and said, "Get rid of it sooner so I can have time to make dessert."

As Xiyue finished speaking, Baisong felt as if a flash bomb was thrown into the carriage, followed by the wailing of the Archangel.

Texas retracted his knife and sighed. This angel next to him who gets excited when he hears about desserts is really causing trouble.

Xiyue smiled and said to Hong who was standing next to the car, "Hong, please go find Kong and remind him. By the way, it's still the same. No one is allowed to die."

"I understand, Mom." Hong nodded to show that she understood, and disappeared into the warehouse in a flash.

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"See it, it's the one in front!" Archangel shouted, pointing at the vehicle in front. The group of men in black they just saw got on the car in front.

"Excalibur! Bring me my old friend!"

"Understood, sir! Boss!" Archangel opened the door next to him, took out a rifle from the storage rack, and handed it to the emperor behind him.

"Is that a gun?!"

Baisong was a little surprised when he saw what Archangel Power handed over to him. It was not surprising for Baisong that Archangel Power had a gun, after all, he was Sakota. But if others wanted to have it, they would have to pay a heavy price. But Baisong did not have time to think about this, as he remembered another thing.

"Mr. Great Emperor, how do you pull the trigger..."

"Ahaha! You are quite knowledgeable, young master. Let our gunsmith expert introduce it to you!"

The Angel of Power immediately said seriously: "A total of 42 layers of shipping cardboard, seamlessly glued with industrial glue, and driven by high-quality rubber bands. Well, it's really a good gun."

Baisong was silent for a moment. "...So, toys?"

"It's actually a slingshot," the Archangel said, but the Emperor behind him hit him on the head with a slingshot. He quickly added, "No, it's a Peace Gunlance!"

The emperor said calmly: "The use of live ammunition is not allowed in Longmen City. This is the rule."

Texas said calmly, "Every time I think, this is the only time the boss follows the rules."

"If we don't behave, the gantry will be blown up in no time, understand? Open the hood, Texas!"

Texas glanced at Xiyue through the rearview mirror and said, "That's right. Be careful. Don't hit the traffic light like last time."

“Am I that tall?”

"Sniper position number two is ready, boss~!" Archangel also replaced the gun in his hand with rubber bullets and made an OK gesture to the emperor sitting in Xiyue's arms.

Baisong suddenly realized what they were about to do: "Wait, wait, there are other vehicles on the road. Are we just going to..."

Before Baisong could finish his words, the two of them leaned out of the car with the help of Xiyue's water.

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"Those guys opened fire! Hey, shoot back!" The gangster in the passenger seat shouted back as he looked at the rearview mirror that had been shot off.

"What a joke! How can I aim when the car is so bumpy?"

The gangster who was driving the car nervously looked back through the rearview mirror and unexpectedly found that blood was slowly flowing from the head of a companion sitting in the back seat: "You, you were shot!?"

After hearing the reminder from his companion in the front row, the gangster belatedly touched his head and said, "Blood, I'm bleeding, give me a bandage, no, what is this, an eraser?

He pulled a bloody bullet tip out of his hair, squeezed it and found out it was made of rubber.

"Just a rubber!?"

"Yeah, it's rubber, but this rubber can penetrate glass! Get rid of them, ah, it hurts!!"

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"Good aim, boss!"

The Emperor smiled confidently, "Bite them tight, Texas!"

Texas nodded and stepped on the accelerator: "It's time to speed up."

Croissant grabbed the handrails in advance and used his feet to clamp himself into the seat: "Hold on tight, Texas sister is ruthless when she drives."

In order to prevent the two people who leaned out of the car window from getting too excited and being thrown out of the car, Xiyue added several safety belts for them with extra water.

"Aneng, blow up their tires!" Gradually the emperor began to get a little too excited.

"Got it!" Archangel nodded excitedly, lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand, and aimed at the wheels of the vehicle in front.

"Use rubber bullets to hit rubber wheels?" Baisong looked up in surprise and looked at the two of them.

"As long as I want to, I can do it." The emperor pushed his sunglasses and said coolly.

Baisong was silent for a moment: "Ms. Xiyue, Miss Texas, can't you stop them for a moment!?"

Texas turned his head away silently.

"Why do you think I'm in this car?" Xiyue looked at Baisong with a smile, "First, to prevent them from having too much fun and affecting the civilians. Second, because I'm a little bored recently, so I want to watch some drama."

Baisong opened his mouth, looked at Xiyue, but ultimately said nothing. He originally thought that the most reliable people here were Xiyue and Texas, but now it seems that these two are not that reliable.

"Forget it, forget it. They're having a lot of fun." Croissant waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Xiyue is there to help them at the bottom anyway."

As for the over-the-top Exia, he laughed loudly on the roof of the car: "Watch this! Perform a big spin on the spot for me!"

"Hey, the steering wheel won't turn!"

"Stop talking nonsense, jump out of the car!" The gangster in the back seat kicked open the car door and jumped out.

Baisong looked at the car making a big turn in front of him and suddenly remembered something: "Wait! The car is going so fast, we will be sucked in too!"

Xiyue shook her head helplessly. This was why she had to follow. These guys sometimes get too excited and forget some things.

The water mass wrapped around the vehicle, making it float in the air, and the wheels spun and it soon lost the power to move forward.

"Oh, thank you very much, Miss Xiyue." Baisong breathed a sigh of relief and took back his previous words. In Penguin Logistics, Miss Xiyue was the most reliable.

——Longmen Central Park, scale fish ball stall——

"The scale balls you ordered."

A female tourist took it and stood aside, scooped up one with a spoon and ate it: "Oh, this taste, the elasticity, really good, it's worthy of being recommended by the top 100 folk food guides!"

Jie nodded: "As long as the guests like it."

The male tourist poked his girlfriend beside him and said, "Hey, don't you think that shop owner is a little scary?"

The female tourist glanced at it and nodded: "That's right, not to mention the fierce look, why is there a kitchen knife on the table when they are clearly selling scale balls..."

"And I saw in the guide that the owner is an old man known as the God of Scale Ball." The male tourist seemed to suddenly remember something, "Ah, could it be that the gangsters took over the stall..."

Jie raised his head and asked, "Hmm? Boss, is there anything else you need?"

"No, it's okay."

"The guests lately are really weird." Jie shook his head and continued to deal with the things at hand.

"You look too fierce." A little tiger came over. "And why are you wearing this to visit the stall? Can't you consider Uncle Dong's reputation?"

"It's you, Huai Hu. Have you finished your part-time job?"

Huai Hu nodded: "I guess so. The agency said they owed you money last time, how much was it?"

"Thirty-two dollars and sixty cents, minus the change. Want to try it?"

"What are you doing all of a sudden? I don't have any extra change with me."

Jie waved his hand and said, "Just take it as a gift of comfort. After all, you always take care of my business."

"Then, I won't be polite." Huai Hu took the scale pill handed to him by Jie.

"Well, it's delicious, but isn't this Uncle's stall? Are you offering me some flowers to help him?"

Jie sighed: "Why do you always find fault with me? I will pay for it myself..."

Huai Hu nodded: "That's good. But your skills have indeed improved. It would be great if those guys took their work as seriously as you do."

Just as Jie was about to reply, a female voice rang out: "Hello, one serving of fish balls."

"Oh, okay, please wait a moment, sir."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. It's rare to be able to see the river view from afar here." Mostima waved his hand, then looked at the distant river view.

"It smells really good. This food guide is pretty reliable."

Huai Hu, who was standing by, looked at Mostima with a slightly strange expression.

"Sorry for the wait. Here's the change."

"Thank you." Mostima took the scale pill, said thank you casually and left.

"Please leave slowly, sir." Jie turned around and found Huaihu still looking at the guest, "Huaihu? What are you looking at?"

"No, that lady always makes me feel a little weird... Do the Sakota people have horns?"

Ji didn't care at all: "Let's put on makeup on Requiem Night."

Huai Hu shook his head: "Not really, forget it, it's not a good habit to speculate about others without reason."

"What are you going to do next? Go back to the office?"

"Go back and review. There will be an exam in two days."

Ji looked at Huai Hu in surprise: "We still have to study on Requiem Day?"

"Requiem is a festival to bid farewell to the souls. In modern society, festivals are basically defined as spending. I'm sorry to hear that." Huai Hu paused and added, "The point is, I don't have that much salary. I'd rather have a higher GPA and get a scholarship."

"Well, that seems to be your style..." Ji thought of the people in other firms.

Huai Hu saw what Jie was thinking at a glance: "Those guys have been out of touch with society for too long. Don't think of me as that kind of person."

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Mostima held the fish ball in one hand and opened a book with the other hand to read: "There should be plenty of time. Where should we go next? Let me see. Hmm, there is another one nearby..."

At this time, gunshots and collision sounds were heard on the overpass.

The curious Longmen citizens looked up and said, "Hey! What happened on the overpass? Was it a car accident?"

"It doesn't look like a simple car accident. Do you want to join in the fun?"

"Another fight? Count me in for the fun!"

The voices of the surrounding Longmen citizens gradually sounded, and from the content of their conversations, one could clearly sense a certain kind of tough folk custom in Longmen?

"You bunch of lunatics, stay away from me!!!" A miserable cry came from the overpass above.

"Hmm, so soon?" Mastema stretched. "Looks like I have to start work early."

Just as he was about to set off, he suddenly stopped. Mostima took down the staff hanging behind him, looked at the staff that was shaking in his hand, and showed a strange expression.

Chapter 36: Requiem Night (Part )

Gangster A, who was sitting in the passenger seat, touched his head, kicked the door open, and quickly climbed out of the car. He looked at the front of the car that had crashed through the railing and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately the railing is strong enough, otherwise we would have been doomed if we had run out of the overpass."

"Don't sigh!" Gangster B, who was stuck in the driver's seat, looked at Gangster A who had already got out before him and stretched out his hand, "Hey, help me! Pull me out!"

"Here they come!" Gangster A grabbed Gangster B's hand and tried to pull him out, but the deformed cab made it difficult for him to let go of the person he had bitten.

Baisong saw that the gangsters in front of him wanted to run away, so he opened the car door and chased after them: "They are trying to escape, everyone! We have to chase them immediately!"

"Here it comes, here it comes!" The Angel twisted her body and said, "Xiyue, put me down!"

"Hold on, Archangel! My old friend is going to be crushed!"

At that moment just now, in order to protect the two guys who stuck their heads out, Xiyue directly pulled them down with water, but it was obvious that the two had become entangled together.

Croissant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car without any hindrance.