The moment the shattering sound came from my heart, I felt both falling and weightless.

In the narrow room, in front of the Forbidden Meridian Gate of the Forbidden City, a dark figure fell weakly from the sky. He dragged the wide and broken clothes that were burning in the night. The noisy and intense momentum of the previous second was no longer, and he fell straight down.

[Lun Card] is Fangran’s only Culuo card that can control space, but the interference space, and spanning half the distance of the capital, connecting the space of the night game to send Ye Sheng away, the cost is huge beyond Fangran’s

Random imagination,

But he had no choice.

If Yesheng is replaced by A-17, he really won't regain her confidence again.

And the price for doing this is that in just a moment,

The external load core made a shattering sound that was comparable to using the [violent card] tonight.

At the edge of the field of vision, a full 10% of the integrity disappeared in an instant.

The mana that supported the Night Patrol's liberation showed the speed at which the mythical Night Crow patrolled the world was completely insufficient, causing him to lose control and fall toward the ground.

However, in the middle of his fall, the lock that originally changed the space was transferred to his body because the person in his arms was not there.

Fangran struggled slightly to see, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

He opened his boiling black eyes, raised his head slightly and quietly, and looked at the night sky that he was staring at just a few seconds ago.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony behind him was still burning in the raging flames cut off by the red flame sword marks.

At the edge of the field of vision, the external load core kept sending warnings, and there was only the last bit of damage left...

5%.

"It's incredible. You exceeded my expectations once again."

A-17, who had always had an exaggerated and wanton tone, suddenly heard a calm voice. He jumped down from the Gate of Supreme Harmony, walked slowly over, and looked at Fangran across the entire outer square.

At this moment, the shadow of the sword light flashes in the Chonglou. The figure of the Sword Immortal is holding a simple fairy sword and standing on the top of the building. The wings of the fallen angel are flapping and floating in the sky on the other side of the Chonglou.

The Earth Dragon slowly took steps, stepping back to the position on the west side step by step. The arc light descended on the other side, and the fuselage containing powerful power stepped on the ground, causing a slight roar.

In the narrow Forbidden City, the number of people is equal at this moment, the battlefield is divided, and the two sides are facing each other.

Arakawa still had the same chuckle that he had not changed tonight, and Adrian seemed to have realized something at this moment. He stared at the temple in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony with a vigilant expression. He was wearing an elegant dress, and the broken hem was burning.

A figure in the dark night.

After hearing A-17's words, Fangran finally came out of his trance and looked at the enemy on the opposite side of the battlefield with some hindsight.

He finally had time to look at his enemy tonight.

"Not only are you unparalleled in speed and defense, but you also have the ability to see through your mind. If you were alone, probably no one would be able to stop you tonight."

a-17 said these words calmly. It was precisely because he saw the capabilities of Night Patrol after his liberation that he did not make any move to stop Fangran, but changed the target to his arms.

Yesheng.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. This is the first time we meet. I am A-17. You can also call me Shiqi."

The man with crimson slit eyes introduced himself elegantly and politely, but his name made Fangran a little distracted.

a-17?Human?

The dark clothes were still burning endlessly, but its owner suddenly felt tired and exhaled slowly. He slowly closed his boiling black eyes, with the crow-feathered corners of his eyes reflecting

His weakness at the moment,

After patrolling the city all night, he finally rescued everyone.

Everyone was safe, and he, who hadn't stopped for a moment, seemed to finally be able to stop and take a good breath.

Peel off all disguises and masks,

From the needed night crow back to that ordinary young man.

"Okay, okay, gentlemen, let's sort out the current situation."

On the other side, A-17 returned to his smiling face like that of an upper-class banquet host. He clapped his hands and smiled to attract everyone's attention.

The night watchman raised his head and glanced sideways. The Sword Immortal was alone on the roof of the Chonglou, and the Fallen Angel crossed his hands in the sky with a cold expression.

It seemed that everyone's eyes were focused on him except Fangran, wanting to see what he wanted to say.

"The point of conflict is that the lady is no longer here. Although it is a pity, it seems that my plan to eliminate an A-level participant tonight has also failed."

"It's obviously a rare opportunity..."

a-17 sighed with a rather regretful look, and then he cheered up in the next second and smiled:

"Mr. Arakawa has been unable to achieve the last step of his goal. The cooperation with Mr. Executive Officer has come to an end. Mr. Technician, who came to rescue people over there, has no reason to continue. And Mr. Night Watchman probably also prevented Mr. Arakawa from arresting him.

Capture rather than kill, so I have no reason to continue."

The earth dragon moved slightly, causing the earth to roar. Yongtu raised his eyes indifferently, his gown swaying slightly. However, as soon as he made a move, A-17 immediately spoke exaggeratedly:

"Oh, of course, of course, I know Lord Night Watcher, you must take this opportunity to kill me, but this time you are the only one here at midnight, are you really sure to kill me?"

The eye sockets were cracked with small red marks, and the crimson eyes were open. A-17 lowered the brim of his hat and smiled mysteriously. When he heard his words, Yongtu, who controlled the thousand-meter earth dragon, also stopped.

"So, although it is a pity, it seems that tonight's banquet will come to an end, gentlemen."

"Haha, this really doesn't sound like the words of a guy like you who just wanted us to fight to the end."

Within the arc light, Ling Feng's cold laughter came, and A-17 showed no panic at all, waving a cane that appeared from nowhere and saluting politely:

"After all, the number of people is equal, and there is one person on your side who no one can stop. He can see through the existence of thoughts. Even if there is a fight, there will be no results, and..."

The words paused, and he spread his hands with a smile and continued:

"The key point of the conflict is no longer there. I also have to worry about the possibility of you humans uniting to deal with an alien like me. There are now five A-level participants."

Tsk, this cunning monster!

At the moment when Yesheng was sent away, Ling Feng also considered temporarily uniting everyone to deal with this guy. After all, even if there is hatred, the interests of eliminating an A-level top 20 are common.

There is no other way. If this monster wants to leave, there is really nothing they can do to keep him since their hearts are not yet unified.

It seems that things will come to an end tonight. The rest...

Within the arc, Ling Feng glanced at Yongtu on the side of the Earth Dragon and Arakawa on the Chonglou on the other side, and for some reason, a faint smile with unknown meaning but not kindness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Is it really the negotiation between Midnight and Nishui regarding the destruction of the Night Bureau?

Ridiculous, so boring.

Ling Feng showed a look of disinterest. Adrian on the other side also knew all this. His expression was cold and unhappy but he was also ready to leave. A-17 smiled and prepared to open the passage to the dark world. Yongtu raised his head and looked at the Chonglou.

Arakawa,

But at this moment...

Just when everyone thought everything was over tonight!

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the young man whose whole body was covered with the burning light of the night parade slowly, slowly, and somewhat tiredly opened his boiling black eyes.

With his eyes lowered, he suddenly spoke in a soft and low voice, with no emotion audible:

"So, you are the leader of Nishui, Arakawa?"

There seemed to be a night wind blowing, and everyone's movements stopped. Ling Feng stopped operating the mecha that wanted to leave, and looked at the most mysterious figure tonight.

Yongtu's eyes flickered slightly, and the scholar's figure in long gown looked at Fang Ran, who had been silent just now.

On top of the Chonglou, facing Fang Ran's sudden question, Arakawa looked slightly surprised. He lowered his head and smiled gently, then nodded and admitted, repeating his words simply.

"Well, I am the leader of Nishui, Arakawa."

【reality】

"Is it...."

Looking at the reality emerging in front of him, Fangran took a deep breath and whispered to himself.

It's really ridiculous, Fangran, even though you agreed to that girl, you were obviously ready to give up on that plan just now.

The A-level in front of you is completely different from what you originally expected. It is far more powerful than you expected.

So, even so, you still want to make that kind of crazy plan?

The night wind blows, and the long and broken clothes of the night patrol are constantly burning out and regenerating. Desire grows from the heart, anger bursts from the mind, and a hot emotion suddenly burns from the exhaustion of his overdraft tonight,

Let the young man at this moment quietly raise his head and answer his own question hoarsely in his heart.

Yes, I originally planned to take Sister Yesheng away just like that, but...

Who asked me to be left behind...

Everyone else was slightly surprised. No one expected that the supernova that suddenly broke into the battlefield tonight would suddenly interrupt the conversation between Yongtu and Arakawa to solve the problem.

Even A-17 stopped leaving and listened with interest.

The broken clothes burned quietly behind him. Fangran, who had been silent all this time, breathed out softly, as if to release all the fatigue he had tonight, and spoke softly and calmly:

He raised his boiling black eyes and looked at the Chonglou!

"Did you arrange the attack on the Los Angeles restaurant?"
To be continued...