C470 Ouyang Qingcheng
C470 Ouyang Qingcheng
The song seemed to be narrating his experience, sighing with hallucination.
"The flowers bloom and the smoke burn. Go to the building is empty. Ask me why I'm still disappointed. Smile at Yue Chang …"
"Night has no sleep, and day has yet to come. I have no clue where to go. Remembering it, the world by the Blackwater River will always be the same. A light breeze caresses my face, I look forward to meeting you …"
"Lonely heart, one side is separated by the heavens, the sky is not old, the heart cannot be extinguished. A hundred years of life and reincarnation have appeared, and in this life, we will parted from each other with sorrow …"
"We have no choice!" He had no choice but to leave! "We have no choice."
"Go back and post?"
Zhang Yang frowned. This was something he left behind with his pen before he woke up. Unexpectedly, it was passed down and modified into music.
Zhang Yang's deep eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and his lonely expression seemed to sink into memories.
The crowd was in an uproar, but at the moment, he was the lone figure.
Even if the whole world were to boil over, it wouldn't be able to stop one person's loneliness at this time.
Name, in the blink of an eye, has become nothing.
However …
All his life, he had been noisy, but now he only cared about one person. This was his current state of mind.
With a flip of his wrist, an ancient jar of black porcelain wine appeared. He removed the cork and drank it to the moon. The sound from below seemed to have disappeared, and Zhang Yang's face was filled with loneliness.
He drank it all in one gulp. He was already drunk, never intoxicating himself. Facing the hazy moonlight, he felt that the entire world was silent.
Immortality, what was the meaning of it all? Immortality, eternal reincarnation in this world, these were all things that could not be considered fortunate. In these long years, all one had to face was endless bitter cold and loneliness.
Perhaps, the next time he woke up before going to sleep, everything would be gone.
His heart was indifferent as he looked at the Crescent Moon with only one gaze. Suddenly, he felt extremely exhausted, as if there was an invisible shackle that firmly locked onto him.
Do Not Return...
Thinking of what he had done, he suddenly had a feeling that his heart had collapsed. All of his efforts and struggles to the end had all come to nothing.
Was it necessary to continue?
Drunk!
Zhang Yang was indeed drunk.
His mind was in a mess as he let his thoughts run wild. His unmoving heart seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. His ancient eyes were no longer calm, and were now filled with wisps of blood.
He even began to doubt the meaning of his existence.
Everyone was drunk, but I was awake. Everyone was dreaming ….
So what if he jumped out of this concentric circle? It was the same life as the world, the same radiance as the sun and moon. From then on, he would be immortal and look down on all living beings.
But what else could it be?
It was hard to fathom the human heart, and the human heart was as cold as ice.
Cold and lonely together, was this the final result?
The mortal world was so charming, and the mortal world was so angry. Wasn't this exactly what he was after? Envy those ordinary people, simple and happy life, fortunate and fortunate.
Who cares about the collapse of the universe, the great disorder of order, who cares about the absence of reality, the illusory chaos, I am free and unfettered on earth for ten years, it is enough.
High above, ants cherish life, illusions enchant people's eyes, it didn't seem like it existed in the human world!
There was a wave of noise below, and it was as cold as the wind.
Zhang Yang raised his glass towards the moon as he chuckled three times.
All of a sudden, Zhang Yang looked down. It turned out that a song was playing Yao. On the super large screen, there were waves of sonorous sounds that shook the heavens and the earth.
"Half city is covered in sand, the Golden Spear is at war with the world, the world is moving, the hair is flying, the eyes are cold and sharp like lightning, a smile is appearing on his face, a broken armor is covering the world …"
"The flying sand is chaotic in my eyes, turning into a sword in anger. The astral winds rise, the sun and moon are cut, the longblade is filled with hatred, I need to use my strength to shoot out into the sky …"
"The dust flies, the swords in my hands move the heavens and the earth, my eyes grow colder and colder. My heart is iron, my chest is filled with millions of heavenly soldiers. If I get angry, the world will be thrown into chaos …"
"The wind and the earth vibrate, the red clouds of heaven and earth dye the sky and the earth red, the Swallowing River Mountain, suppressing the sun and moon. How can a hundred deaths be a battle, when the stars and the moon turn, the people break …"
It was actually the 'War Letter'! Zhang Yang instantly woke up and looked over with a frown.
It was hard to imagine how shocking the effects of the song would be when a beautiful lady dressed in a silver War Armor and singing with a heavy metal drum.
Everyone below was boiling over as they were all affected by the song. That kind of lofty ideals that seemed capable of shaking the heavens and earth, and that seemed to be able to ignite the boiling fighting spirit.
Zhang Yang was completely awake and smiled silently.
It was indeed worthy of being called a natural Ice Demon's Bone. Just now, he had almost been infected, let alone these ordinary people who were like raging tides.
But... He liked this kind of mood a lot. Zhang Yang was relaxed, he looked at the old wine in his hand that had been stored for who knows how many years, with a face full of regret.
Right at this moment, his expression slightly changed, and his eyes emitted a cold light.
Suddenly, he raised his arm and made a grasping motion.
"So noisy!"
A black shadow twisted in the darkness, wanting to escape, but the sight in front of his eyes blurred. His neck tightened and a cold palm grabbed his neck.
"Crack!"
Without any suspense, this person's throat was crushed by Zhang Yang before he could even make a sound.
This was one of the best sniper spots. Su Ling, Hu Yong, and the others could see that Red Dog and his underlings were not simple people. Obviously, they sent someone to scout ahead of time, not wanting to meet Zhang Yang.
Before the song ended, the heavy metal was extremely shocking. Zhang Yang glanced at Snow Princess's figure on the stage and then looked at the densely packed crowd.
Finally, Zhang Yang raised his head and looked around at the surrounding buildings. He suddenly grinned.
Originally, he was here to watch the show and did not plan to take action. He was secretly sighing to himself that he had made a good gun for nothing and could not use it. He did not want to see a gap that no one would notice.
A small fusion cannon was installed on a balcony a kilometer away. The three shadows seemed to be adjusting the distance between each other, their movements practiced and proficient.
Naturally, they wouldn't kill Snow Princess because they wanted to stir up some trouble and wait for the opportunity to make a move.
The eight high vantage points in the surroundings all hid their long-range firearms experts, and the crowd below also had figures moving forward along with the sounds of the crowd.
However, regardless of whether they were from above or below, Zhang Yang could clearly see that these people were firmly locked on by Zhang Zizhong and the others. They were probably waiting for an opportunity right now.
Only the Fusion Cannon in the distance was left out. If it wasn't for Zhang Yang, who was bored, watching from the sidelines, even he would have been fooled.
With a flip of his wrist, the modified 821 heavy sniper rifle appeared in front of him. Zhang Yang turned the muzzle of the sniper without any hesitation and pulled the trigger.
It was also at this moment that, after the song, the beautiful fireworks flew into the sky and exploded into rays of resplendent light.
His shoulders shook slightly, 821's recoil let out a light blast, the high explosive split apart under the Fusion Cannon exploded, and along with the three figures, they turned into dust.
Seemingly in tacit agreement, the members of the Mystic Five also started to call out names and clear out the chaos in the midst of the fireworks.
"..."
On a dark, lightless stage, the tall and slender Ouyang Qingcheng was one with the darkness. She tightened her night vision goggles and slowly moved her hands back and forth, scanning the crowd.
She did not know much about sniper rifles, but she had easily discovered a few people sneaking around at high altitudes. There were even many suspicious targets among the crowd.
She was obviously not a bodyguard, and she had no obligation to be a nameless hero. She was waiting, she was looking for, waiting for, and looking for Red Dog at the end of the Federation's Ten Wicked Men!
She was not some bounty hunter, nor was she a special elite of the army. She was Ouyang Qingcheng, from, Forbidden Land!
Ever since she left the forbidden area, she had been wandering on the Moon and Mars for three months. She had just arrived on Earth yesterday and didn't want to encounter a concert.
Thus, she came here to find Red Dog's real body and kill him. This was her purpose for coming here tonight.
Previously, she also had a simple understanding of Red Dog. What came next was a snort of contempt towards the Federation. The secular world was indeed a secular world.
It seemed like he had followed up with that phrase – there were no experts in this world!
The fireworks were resplendent!
Ouyang Qingcheng suddenly raised the night vision goggles. She wanted to find Red Dog's real body from the subtle movements of his hidden subordinates.
Ouyang Qingcheng was extremely confident in her judgement. Before this, she had already guessed that fireworks were the best opportunity to make a move. She wanted to reconfirm her suspicions.
As for Red Dog's men, they only had one goal, which was whether they would shoot, whether they would die on the spot, how many people would die, and what did it have to do with her.
However, in this short moment, when she scanned the hiding spots again, she couldn't help but be stunned.
The original eight hiding spots and the four best sniper spots were actually empty. The villain who was clearly ready to make a move just now had actually disappeared …
Amidst the darkness, her face slightly changed. She subconsciously looked at the crowd. To be exact, she looked at the suspicious target that she had found earlier.
A slender youth with a pale face appeared in the night vision goggles.
He slowly walked through the bustling crowd, passing by the suspicious targets that Ouyang Qingcheng had discovered. If it wasn't for the remote night vision goggles, Ouyang Qingcheng would have suspected that she was seeing things.
A dagger in the hand pierced the suspect's back as fast as lightning. After the dagger was pulled out, not even a drop of blood flowed out. Two people suddenly appeared around him, sealing his wounds and then quietly dragged him out of the crowd.
Fast! It really was super fast!
This was the fastest knife that Ouyang Qingcheng had ever seen without any warning. It was clean and beautiful!
What kind of person was this? There was actually such an assassin? Ouyang Qingcheng's expression changed slightly.
Swish!
Ouyang Qingcheng changed targets again. A lazy guy with a yawn on his face passed by one of them and hit the back of that person's neck with lightning fast speed. Another two people appeared and dragged him away silently.
In the blink of an eye, this fellow had turned into a fanatical fan as he tightly embraced the people beside him and howled crazily …
One, two, three, four...
This kind of silent slaughter silently occurred in the entire arena without alerting anyone around them. They were like ghosts of the night, yet also like devils that were taking their lives, silently reaping the lives of every single one of them.
The people who died were all the suspicious personnel discovered by Ouyang Qingcheng. There were not even the slightest mistake. There were even a few who she did not notice. Obviously, this group of well-trained experts were discovered earlier than her.
Even though they were quite a distance away, at this moment, Ouyang Qingcheng could clearly feel the chill in her body. Experts were not scary, but the most frightening thing was that they were well-trained and had a strong teamwork.
Apparently, this group of people who were slaughtering their way down below were a group of highly trained experts. She found it hard to believe what she saw just now.
It had to be known that a few suspicious personnel were clearly experts, but they were still killed in an instant without any suspense.
How many people would he need to kill in order to train such coordination and a killing technique that could kill in a single hit?
In just five short minutes, the slaughter seemed to have stopped. These people did not leave the arena but moved slowly with the cheering crowd, faintly forming a large encirclement.
That's not right!
Suddenly, Ouyang Qingcheng felt her scalp tingle. She subconsciously lifted her night vision goggles, and her face changed dramatically.
In the originally empty sniper spot, a person had actually appeared!
A young man.
He stretched his legs and leaned against the window wall. He was drinking wine leisurely. In front of his feet, there was a small cannon like firearm.
Ouyang Qingcheng didn't know what kind of gun it was, but judging from its ferocious appearance, one could imagine its immense power.
Logically speaking, reaching the peak of the late stage World level meant that she no longer had to fear most of the firearms. But in that instant, a sinister and cold chill rushed into her face.
Suddenly, the young man in the night vision goggles looked in her direction with a faint smile.
There was no hostility in that gaze, nor was there any meaning in it. It was as if he was looking at a passerby.
However, that glance was like a moving mountain, yet it was also like enveloping the sky, causing her to suffocate and feel discomfort, and her face was ghastly pale.
Did he discover me?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Since the distance was so far, how could he possibly discover Leng Qinghui?
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
Ouyang Qingcheng, who had always been confident in herself, quickly convinced herself. After all, she was a young expert from the forbidden area. She didn't think that someone would be able to discover her position in the dark and the environment.
Perhaps Master could do it, but it was definitely not this young man.
In the next moment, she turned around again. There was no one there. It really was like an illusion, as if it had never appeared.
Suppressing her curiosity, Ouyang Qingcheng lowered her head and scanned the crowd.
At this moment, the group of people who were silently killing had already shrunk down to a certain range and formed a circle around one of them.
Ye Qingcheng had noticed that person before, but she denied it. She only confirmed her suspicions after the person appeared in the encirclement.
In his heart, curiosity, shock, and a sense of pride that he refused to admit defeat reverberated through him.
Ouyang Qingcheng was prepared to leave as she had sworn to kill Red Dog personally. Although they had surprised her previously, the final result would still depend on her ability.
It was rumored that Red Dog's fighting strength had already reached the Late World level. He wasn't someone that could be killed with a lot of manpower and tacit understanding.
"Whiz!"
Tightening the gliding belt on her body, Ouyang Qingcheng was about to swoop down from the thirteenth floor.
However, she was interrupted.
Just as she was about to move, her scalp suddenly rose, and her skin was covered in a layer of dense granules. A trembling that originated from her soul was involuntarily produced.
She felt a deep fear!
This was the aura of death! If she dared to move, it would be the descent of death.
Terrifying!
At this moment, Ouyang Qingcheng's entire body was stiff, and she didn't dare to make any big movements. She slowly turned around and looked back …
No one was there!
She slowly turned her head and looked around. She was very careful as if she was moving in slow motion.
Danger!
Extreme danger!
However, she could not find the source of the danger. She could not even find any clues regarding the suspicious target.
However, at that moment, an image subconsciously appeared in her mind: the man drinking wine with a gulp, and the sinister and cold gun beneath her feet!
Is it him?
She wasn't sure, but she didn't dare to move at all. Her subconscious was telling her that if she moved, she would die!
She could only helplessly watch the shouts and clamor from the crowd below as the mysterious experts slowly moved their steps.
Suddenly.
The fireworks were blazing as the second climax of the concert arrived.
At this moment, all the fans were screaming and holding their hands up high. Ouyang Qingcheng could clearly see that the group of people were neat and fast like a dozen ghosts. As the crowd moved, they drowned the last person in an instant.
When the crowd dispersed, Ouyang Qingcheng could vaguely see that the fans were holding their hands up high as they put them down.
Dead?
He died just like that?
At the end of the Federation's Ten Wicked Men, Red Dog, who was a late stage World level expert, died just like that?
Ouyang Qingcheng did not believe him. She was not sure. However, the truth was telling her that all of this was real.
Weng! *
As if an invisible wave had spread out, the danger that could suffocate her also disappeared. Ouyang Qingcheng took a deep breath. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and her pale face was completely devoid of blood.
She quickly turned her body and sensed her surroundings. Finally, she subconsciously looked up.
Very far away, a young man was gulping down wine. The sniper rifle of a ferocious Dark Light was still alive beneath his feet.
Suddenly, he stopped and grinned in Ouyang Qingcheng's direction.
Like a pervert!