In 2246, the first year of the Great Revolution, the mutant leader Tutankhamun used his position as a defense agency to blow up the most symbolic buildings on the continent of Acas with satellite orbital cannons, and hacked them into the Internet of all TV stations, playing the Declaration of Destruction, not a declaration of peace or war, but to completely destroy humanity and let the mutants rule the continent of Acas.

Since then, the Great Revolution has begun, mankind has fallen into the dilemma of genocide for the first time in history. Many countries have been destroyed, leaving only the super power Huiyao Empire, which is the last line of defense for mankind. However, it is also a turtle in the jar of resistance. Defeat has been destined. It was not until the emergence of the Space-Time Strategy Bureau that there was a hope of a great deal, so these people have the right to immunize criminal responsibility and the treatment of heroes of the tenth level official power.

In order to maintain public safety order, the legislature announced an indefinite curfew that will last until the end of the war, and ordinary citizens will prohibit any action after midnight.

Therefore, the star city at night is lonely.

Looking around, this city shining with countless neon lights is empty, like the last afterglow of a civilization that is doomed to decline.

Joanna walked alone in the cold night, unable to help but cover her snow-white arms. The breeze was filled with coolness, whispering her palm-colored coat, and she felt a little cold inexplicably.

Lan Ling reminded Joanna of her sister. If she was still alive, she would be as tall as Lan Ling now.

Back to the hotel I lived in, I arrived at the 46th floor, which is already the top floor of this hotel.

Joanna's lights were not turned on, and she walked straight to the balcony to admire the stars. The moon-like sky was shining with a hint of loneliness. She looked at the night sky with a little excitement. Compared to the starry sky full of the galaxy in her hometown, this scene was really unattractive.

Suddenly, a few annoying dark clouds covered the moonlight, and in an instant, it became dark, disturbing Joanna's interest.

Joanna turned her head and turned on the chandelier in the living room...

Joanna almost scared out loud, without any warning, the horror show started like this.

The red leather coat, long oil-like black hair, and an overly tall figure look like a character in a drama, with a pathological beauty.

Rhode sat on the chair like that, crossing his legs, folding his hands together on his knees. He didn't say a word, just staring at Joanna quietly. From the beginning of her entry until now, for such a long time, he was watching silently, out of a perverted voyeurism, or other intentions, and had no idea.

Joanna felt a little creepy. She guessed that Rhode would come to find her, but she didn't guess that it would be so soon. She expected Rhode would act tomorrow as soon as possible. Everyone needs to prepare before implementing the plan. She didn't expect that Rhode was the kind of completely uncontrollable temperament. He didn't need any plan, he didn't need any strategy, he just...he would do whatever he wanted.

Rhode had no intention of speaking, his terrifying bloody eyes stared at Joanna coldly, and said nothing, just watching that made people's scalp numb.

Joanna swallowed her throat. The wind on the balcony was very fast, making her silver hair messy. She had no way out. This was the 46th floor.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Just as Joanna was about to speak, Rhodes took action.

Rhode took out a shiny dagger from his waist. The hilt of the knife was made of a precious famous wood. The cold blade was shining with luster, reflecting Rhode's expressionless face.

Joanna recognized it at a glance. It was the short blade used by her partner, the relics of his own father, and it had great significance for inheritance. This knife was made of mitral and expensive. Seeing this dagger, Joanna knew that the man had been slaughtered by Rhodes.

Joanna saw Rhode take out his dagger, took a few steps back with caution, retreated all the way to the edge of the balcony, and then took another step back, and it was the Ten Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Flying Abyss.

I thought Rhode was going to attack him with a dagger, but the next scene shocked Joanna.

Rhode picked up the dagger, then wiped it at his neck, and then slashed hard without hesitation, as if cutting his body without leaving any effort.

A blood line appeared on Rhode's neck, and then the blood line suddenly burst out, and a blood glory that was two fingers wide opened.

Wow...

Just like the water injection function of a fully automatic washing machine, the majestic plasma sprayed out from Rhode's neck and poured wildly on the marble floor tiles, forming a pool of erotic blood.

Joanna's chest was fluctuating violently. She had never felt this way. She had never encountered such a strange enemy. Rhode did nothing and just self-harm. He burst out with a huge deterrent force and trembled his heart.

Next, a more strange scene happened, and Joanna even covered her mouth so that she would not vomit.

In the pool of blood on the ground, moist and sticky flesh slowly emerged from it, twisting and deforming like dense herpes viruses. The flesh and blood had white bones constantly squeezed, twisting and deforming, making a gurgling sound of corrosive liquid.

In the end, the flesh and blood turned into a man wearing hotel waiter's clothes, with red hair and golden eyes.

Joanna was so shocked by this scene that she felt her stomach acid surging violently. This disgusting scene made her all over her body have goose bumps.

Rhode moved, he slowly stood up, leaned his elbow on the man in hat, looking at Joanna coldly as if they had a good relationship.

Rhode spoke, and his throat was cut off, causing his voice to leak air, like a broadcaster with poor signal, mixed with noise, extremely terrifying.

"Say to her, I love you."

Rhodes ordered the man in the hat while gushing blood.

The man in the hat squirmed slowly and said to Joanna in a hoarse voice: "I...love...you."

"Say, I want to fuck you."

After Rhode said that, the man in the hat seemed to still retain his spiritual will. His head was already bloodshot and his veins bulged. He was trying his best to suppress it and prevent himself from speaking. He did not want to say such insulting words, which was actually insulting his love for Joanna, and even more insulting Joanna.

The bloodline on Rhode's neck slowly healed, and his fingers were twitching with excitement! How dramatic! How romantic! How fierce the power of love is! This love can even resist his own commands!

"Say to her! I love you! I want to fuck you!"

Rhodes heaviered his voice, roared too hard, tore his tonsils apart, spewing out blood and flesh, splattering onto the man in the hat, and commanding the man in the hat again.

The man with hat's mouth was squirming, and his cheek muscles were torn apart by excessive suppression. Finally, he was overwhelmed and defeated by Rhode's order. Tears actually spilled out of his golden eyes, and he said to Joanna with difficulty: "I... love you, I want to fuck you."

Joanna was completely stunned. The biting coolness soaked her skin, pierced into her bone marrow, and penetrated into her soul. Rhode's death made her feel the strongest fear in this world.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Rhodes fell into a crazy laugh, his mouth was torn, his lungs were damaged, and he began to cough violently.

Rhode was entertaining himself and said to the hat man in a sarcastic voice: "Did you see her eyes? She was afraid of you, she despised you, she hated your wriggling rotten flesh, you are just her tool, do you understand?"

After saying that, Rhodes sighed deeply, his crazy expression returned to coldness, and suddenly became extremely cold.

"The show is almost over, and now, kill her."
Chapter completed!