Unlucky black cat

boom!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Li Guoguang stood up suddenly.

The seat with pulleys suddenly hit the wall with its straightened legs, and then made a trembling muffled sound.

Old lady Sun was still sitting in her seat.

Even silently, he looked at Li Guoguang, whose eyes were wide with anger.

At this moment, there seemed to be extremely violent sparks in the eyes of the two.

Heavy and steady breathing intertwined.

The silence all around lasted for a long time.

Until Li Guoguang clenched his fists and slowly let out a sigh of regret.

Sun Peinan, you will regret it. The six major families will all go to the abyss of destruction because of your decision today. You should not underestimate Black Cat and Three Thousand Resentments so much, and you should not be so resistant to the rectification methods proposed by the country.

In fact, whether you believe it or not, the government has never planned to exterminate aristocratic families. Even we want to preserve your heritage. After all, the power of aristocratic families is also a major asset for the country when fighting against foreign enemies.

Yeah, you don't want to destroy us.

Listening to Li Guoguang's remarks, Sun Peinan grinned as if he was angry.

Because you just want to control us! But the family can never be controlled by others! So you are ready to use public opinion to put pressure on us. But Li Guoguang, Li Guoguang, how can a commoner like you understand us nobles? Determination. We would rather die than condescend.

After saying this, the old woman named Sun also stood up from her seat.

She raised her eyes and stared at Li Guoguang, and the ferocity in her eyes became clearer.

And you said that we all underestimated the Black Cat and Three Thousand Resentments. Then how do you know whether you underestimated the family? For this operation, we summoned a total of 128 curse managers. It is enough to join forces to perform the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation left over from ancient times. Coupled with the convenient Ghost of Word Spirit, it is just a trivial matter to kill two evil spirits holding seven or eight cursed objects.

But you can still rest assured, Li Guoguang. We will only use the word spirit to erase the memory of the world, and will not use it to subvert the political power and the country. Because we are used to standing behind the scenes, we can still leave the things on the table to you.

In addition, I also hope you can understand. Although the family is willing to maintain the status quo, this obviously does not mean that you can be unscrupulous. Therefore, we ask you not to challenge our bottom line again and again. Otherwise, we can just like our ancestors in the past and support another regime to govern this country.

Having said that, Sun Peinan no longer planned to stay here.

She turned around slowly first, and then walked out of the office door.

Li Guoguang was left standing alone, silently calming the restless thoughts in his mind.

It was eleven o'clock on the night of November 30, AD 2023.

The world is gradually being dragged into the quagmire.

…

Let's go out for a walk.

Listening to the siren passing by the window, Sanqianyuan suddenly turned around and said to Wei San.

They need to distract outsiders in order to preserve the true core of this cyber intrusion.

Wei San could guess what Sanqianyuan was thinking at this moment.

So he nodded and responded.

Okay, I know.

The next second, a dozen drones suspended in the four corners of the sky, under electronic control, followed Wei San and Sanqian Yuan and left the base established by Weird Coordination in Hongxia City.

The heavy rain in the sky has not stopped yet, and the neon lights on the high-rise buildings are reflected in the water, adding a bit of broken beauty to the grotesque.

The noise of people is still going on, and the crowded traffic creates an urgent atmosphere in the intertwining light and shadow.

In the channel used for live broadcast, the voting proposed by Three Thousand Resentments never stopped. Everyone was expounding their own opinions. Countless comments made the barrage dense and unimaginable.

There are also several official personnel who are trying their best to maintain order on the channel.

But soon, their words were drowned out by other comments.

Noisy at this moment has probably become the main theme of this planet.

People in some countries have even launched armed demonstrations.

In this regard, Three Thousand Resentments is naturally happy to see it come to fruition.

Because he needs chaos.

Because only chaos can buy him enough time for his actions.

Time is still passing.

Nearly half an hour had passed since the voting began.

The number of people who voted in favor exceeded one billion.

There are still 500 million left. As long as 500 million more people agree with the spiritual energy recovery, Three Thousand Resentments will start to change the environment of Hongxia City.

The method to be used is also very simple, that is, using the spiritual power stored in his hands to activate a formation modified by him.

Then it distorts the ground veins of Hongxia City, turning it into a pipeline to communicate with other worlds, and causing spiritual power to flow in continuously.

To put it bluntly, Three Thousand Resentments just wants to reshape a door.

A cleared, safe, controlled door.

The world inside the traction door is the underworld, providing nourishment to the humans outside the door.

Some people have been doing this kind of thing since ancient times, but they are just for the sake of the power of all parties.

And Three Thousand Resentments is for the entire human society.

As for where the gate of Hongxia City will lead, it is naturally him and Black Cat, the Mirage Wasteland City that they just destroyed once before.

That place will not be able to shake the door for at least a thousand years.

And after a thousand years, mankind, after the plan of Three Thousand Resentments is realized, will obviously no longer be worried about the threat of a door.

Raindrops hit Sanqianyuan's shoulders, soaking his clothes.

A few strings of water drops slid down the young man's face, reflecting the surrounding lights.

Sanqianyuan did not hold an umbrella, but just led Wei San onto the rooftop of a building.

He looked on, smiling at the chaos in the city.

The accompanying drone captured his embarrassment and silence.

Until there was a sharp bird call, suddenly interrupting the global noise.

Until a ten-meter-long strange bird, carrying two figures with eight arms on its shoulders, hovered in front of Sanqianqian.

Until Jiang Sheng stood in front of everyone, stepping on an eight-winged crow and holding a lightning bolt in his hand, scattering the condensed clouds and rain.

Until the electric light illuminated the evil face, attracting people's attention.

This night has ushered in what it should be, that bit of chill and desolation.