When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 277

"Is that thrush man your friend?"

"Friends?... I don't know, what is the definition of a friend? Is a friend a must?"

Qi shook his head, tilted his head and thought about it seriously, but he didn't come up with an answer, instead he asked Yong Ye this strange question.

Ordinary people may be able to come up with an answer to this kind of thing, but unfortunately, although Yong Ye seems to know a little bit of messy knowledge, he also feels troublesome about this kind of thing, and it is quite a headache.

"The definition of a friend... You asked so suddenly, I really can't explain it, it shouldn't be something necessary."

"Then what is the relationship between me and Ye... Qi and Ye?"

"...This question, um... the relationship between people, it is very inappropriate to describe it in words, it needs to be felt...with heart."

"Heart?"

"Yes, heart."

...Although Yong Ye just uttered nonsense without thinking of words at all, but Qi really believed his words, put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and thought seriously or... felt with his heart?

(Isn't this child too easy to deceive? Or... because I believe in me, that's why I believed this nonsense so easily??)

Yong Ye couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. He interrupted Qi's thinking with a little guilt, and let this topic, which was getting more and more off-topic, return to the original place. No matter what, he hoped that Qi could leave here temporarily .

"...This kind of thing is so good. Compared with these things, can you leave here now?"

"...Get out of here? Where?...The church is gone."

"Yes, it's gone, and where I should go later is also a question."

A thick haze appeared on Qi's face when he mentioned the church, and Yong Ye also had a headache. However, at this moment, Qi suddenly thought of a question that Yong Ye had never asked, and then looked straight at Yong Ye.

"Ya and the others...how are they?"

"...Obviously it's about the funeral home, why are you looking at me, the colonel of GHQ?"

"Because... there were screams from below just now."

"...Really? Sure enough, I heard..."

Without directly responding to Qi's question, Yong Ye glanced at the girl in front of him and hesitated, sheathed the long knife in his hand, turned around and walked on the edge of the top of the radar tower, overlooking the airport below with his hands behind his back. …or the battlefield.

Yes, this is the battlefield.

Although the unexpected meeting of the two was interrupted by daath's unexpected appearance, it also caused Yongye to move from a cruel battlefield to another separate battlefield, and then spent a relatively peaceful time, even if the two should have existed. The sharp question was also avoided for a while.

But... now that they're back, there's the problem again.

Don't look around the platform, there are no traces of battles, clean and tidy as before, but in fact, the battlefield below still has a large number of war flames burning mecha wreckage and human bones scattered all over the battlefield. Burning, lighting up the entire battlefield.

There are signs of destruction everywhere in the airport, and many of the surrounding terminal buildings have also collapsed. During this period, there are countless dilapidated corpses.

On this battlefield full of corpses, except for those who died in internal fighting, most of the corpses were killed by Yongye. There were rebels and terrorist organizations inside, and of course people from the funeral home were indispensable.

And not only the dead on the ground, even in the central control room downstairs there are a large number of members of the funeral club, and they are all core members, even the leader Chou Shenya is among them, and now he is half dead. The one with the broken leg was lying on the ground, not sure if he was dead or not.

...

In the dilapidated terminal at the edge of the airport, on a radar tower.

The young man standing on the edge of the roof overlooked the battlefield below, his face with obvious stab wounds was tense and his eyes were slightly narrowed, appearing extremely stern.

He was thinking, thinking about how to deal with what he was facing now.

Although the girl next to her was full of thoughts that wanted to be put into words, she didn't disturb his thoughts, she just stared at his back, waiting for him to look back, as if if he didn't speak, then she wouldn't be able to speak either.

"...Since you don't want to go, then... let's go."

After a long silence, feeling the pain of the wound on his back, and the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, Yong Ye finally seemed to have made up his mind, let out a long breath, and immediately walked towards the downstairs fire escape.

Yong Ye should be glad that during the battle, the cloak on the back of the legion uniform given to him by the Holy Son of Heaven would often flutter and fly up because of his movement, which made the crystallization of Yingman's real name not destroy the black, white and red tricolor cape.

Therefore, even if there was blood sticking to it, Mo Qi would regard that blood as someone else's blood, so even though he always wanted to say something, he never said it, and obediently followed behind him.

In the control room.

Yong Ye, who returned after disappearing for a long time, shocked the seriously injured or disabled people on the ground, but they didn't do anything, because they couldn't do anything, they could only close their eyes and wait for death .

Their appearance is the same as Yong Ye expected, unable to move, there is no possibility of escaping or fighting, all they can do is wait here to die, just like meat on the chopping board, they can only be slaughtered by him, there is no way to set off anything waves.

Looking at Chou Shenya who was looking up at him on the ground, he indifferently pulled out the pistol from his clothes and pointed the muzzle at Chou Shenya.

"Heh... did you stop... Apocalypse?"

"right."

"...Real name, what's the matter... Did you kill it?"

"You should be killed, then? What else do you want to say, if you don't have anything, go to die."

There is no way to kill Yingman's real name, which makes Yongye very helpless, but the current situation is good, Yingman's real name is under control.

Although originally he didn't plan to kill Chou Shenya directly, but planned to keep it to extract information, but...the content in that book can largely replace Chou Shenya, and...he thought about Qi's feelings for the time being.

"...Just take it?...What's the situation?"

Even on the verge of death, Chiu Shinya is still very concerned about the situation of Sakuraman's real name, it seems that he is more concerned about his own broken body.

Although Yongye didn't understand, according to Sakuraman's real name, he was only used as a tool by Sakuraman's real name, and was repeatedly hurt by Sakuraman's real name, and was almost killed in the end. Sakuraman's real name has such feelings.

But forget it, he doesn't know much about emotional matters, and he doesn't have much interest in understanding such things. Even if Chou Shenya's real name to Yingman is just rescued, he will fall in love at first sight, and it doesn't matter how boring or hurt. Deep, even when he is about to die, he is very concerned about the situation of Yingman's real name.

Unfortunately, Yong Ye didn't intend to answer his words at all, because he didn't feel the need to explain to the enemy, he just pulled the pistol holster, prepared for execution, and spoke indifferently.

"I don't need to explain anything to you."

"...Damn...you bastard!"

Chou Shenya, who was clearly on the verge of death, was trying his best to glare at Yong Ye, wishing he could rush up and punch him in the face. However, in fact, he was very reluctant to just raise his head, and there was no way to do anything else.

"...Ya?...Argo?...Tomoko?...Liz? Everyone...why..."

Behind Yong Ye, Mo Qi, who entered the central control room in a short while, was a little scared by the scene in front of him even though he was prepared. He looked around and kept looking for familiar figures.

"Pray!...Escape! This person is...a monster!"

"…monster?"

"Hurry up... take Yafu, no...don't...don't care about us!"