Chapter 119 Do you want to arrest me?
As soon as these two words came out, Han Meng was stunned on the spot.
After all, Han Meng assumed that the other party was a "disaster" at the beginning, but as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he hesitated... No, it is said that there are some rare and highly intelligent creatures in the disaster, but the ranks of this kind of disaster are all Extremely high, at least above level seven.
However, since the other party can communicate, it means that he is not too hostile to himself. In the gray world, there are almost no disasters that are kind to humans.
Therefore, Han Meng still prefers that the other party is a human being.
Han Meng hesitated for a moment and was about to make way for the other party. After all, it was too narrow for two people to walk side by side.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from behind.
Han Meng looked back and saw that the shadow centipedes clinging to the rock wall were retreating at the same time... as if they were deliberately avoiding the scarlet. In the blink of an eye, those black waves retreated to the rock wall. .
In the dead silence of the canyon, only he and the figure in the red opera robe were left standing facing each other.
That "get out of the way", turned out not to be said to myself?
Han Meng looked at the figure again, with deep doubts and fears in his eyes... He was shaken by his thoughts just now. How could one human be able to avert so many disasters with just one sentence?
Han Meng couldn't tell whether it was a human being or a disaster. The figure in red was undoubtedly the most mysterious and strange existence he had ever seen in his life. Just standing there represented an endless mystery.
At this moment, Chen Ling was also confused.
His original intention was to let Han Meng get out of the way and kill the chasing chickens himself, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the chickens retreated directly... When he was in the third area, why didn't he see them so polite? "?
The two of them were lost in thought at the same time.
In this dead atmosphere, Han Meng felt that the dark mask silently staring at him became more and more strange. When he opened his mouth to say something, the picture in front of him gradually blurred, and he fell to the ground in a flash.
Chen Ling was startled, and then he noticed that gurgling blood was seeping out from Han Meng's wound. Before he knew it, it had gathered into a gray pool of blood at his feet.
He lost too much blood.
"...Luckily you met me." Under the dark mask, Chen Ling murmured to herself, "You save me once, and I'll save you once... Now, we're settled."
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cluster--
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The grinding sound of gravel came from beneath me, as if something was dragging on the ground.
Han Meng's consciousness gradually returned to consciousness. After a few seconds, he saw that he was like a corpse being dragged on the black ground.
His palm subconsciously clasped the ground, trying to use the force to pull out the gun, but a sharp pain came from all over his body. He groaned and was forced to stop... At the same time, the figure dragging his body , also stopped.
Lead-gray clouds were flowing in the sky, and the figure in the red opera robe calmly turned to look at him.
"you're awake."
The deep voice contained no emotion at all, and compared with the dark smiling mask, it felt indescribably weird.
He loosened the collar at the back of Han Meng's neck. The latter lay down on the ground. He frowned and struggled to stand up with his hands on the ground. The deep voice came again:
"I don't recommend you stand up now. If the wound opens again, you will die."
Han Meng's face was as pale as paper. Only then did he notice that the dozen or so bone spurs that were originally embedded in his body had all been taken out at some point. The windbreaker was torn into ribbons and simply bandaged on the wound to stop him. blood.
Based on his original injuries, if he left it alone, he would probably end up bleeding to death.
Han Meng looked up at him, his voice hoarse:
"Who are you?"
The dark mask stared at him without answering.
After a long silence, Han Meng asked a second question: "Why did you save me?"
After a while, the red-clothed figure chuckled, and said calmly in a casual tone: "It's rare to meet a good person on the [Judgment] path... It would be a pity to die here like this."
[Audience Expectation Value +3]
Of course, Chen Ling couldn't tell the truth. When Han Meng asked that question, he admitted that he had some bad intentions in his heart... No, it should be said that he was trying to make the "plot" more exciting.
Article 8 of Chen’s Directing Rules——
The information gap is one of the sources of excitement in the plot. When the audience watches a conflict plot from a non-omniscient perspective from an omniscient perspective, they will naturally be drawn into it and look forward to the subsequent development. If the two characters in the plot are in an information gap, they are already With dramatic conflicts, the sense of anticipation will be stronger.
Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a glimmer of doubt and speculation in his eyes as he looked at the figure in red...
"You are a fusion," he said.
Chen Ling's eyes under the mask narrowed slightly, "Oh?"
"You have a human appearance and communication ability, and you are not hostile to me. You should not be a disaster living in the gray world. But you can scare away those disasters with just one sentence, which means there must be something in you that can make them afraid. Thing… the only explanation is that you are a fusion person, and your fusion level of disaster is very high.”
After all, Han Meng is the chief law enforcement officer of the third district. At this moment, he doesn't look like he has just escaped from death. He is not frightened by Chen Ling's words. Instead, he analyzes everything that just happened and rationally gives his own explanation. judge.
Han Meng's reasoning was beyond Chen Ling's expectation, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find it strange... After all, he was Han Meng.
When Chen Ling first arrived in this era and tried his best to hide the existence of the "audience", Han Meng was the only one in the entire law enforcement system who almost caught him... Chen Ling still clearly remembers that Han Meng's terrifying detailed observation and reasoning ability at that time gave him a The sense of oppression he brings.
"So?" Chen Ling didn't bother to refute. He held a pistol out of thin air like a magic trick and put the muzzle of the gun between Han Meng's eyebrows.
Under the dark smiling mask, his voice was so cold that there was no trace of emotion.
"Are you going to arrest me...lawman?"
Han Meng looked at him calmly.
After a moment, he spoke again: "I don't like my destiny to be in the hands of others."
"so what?"
"Although you saved me, now, I hope you can put down the gun first."
Before he finished speaking, the few rays of mental energy that Han Meng had recovered from his sleep were rapidly consumed. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly took action at such a close distance!