Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

At 11 o'clock in the evening, at the youth hostel in the city center, Jiang Fan took out a passport from his pocket and handed it to the receptionist who was applying nail polish with a gentlemanly smile.

The lady at the front desk glanced at Jiang Fan after taking the passport, and looked at Jiang Fan in a suit and leather shoes, her pupils filled with disbelief: "Jiang Zhang? 1... 17 years old?"

"I'm precocious, but I'm actually still underage. My sister is 15 years old, and my sister is one month older than me." Jiang Fan showed a shy smile and took out two passports from his pocket to dispel the woman's doubts.

The woman flipped through the photo pages in her passport and compared them one by one with the three people in front of her, only to find that the appearance and clothing of the innocent pair seemed a bit precocious.

On the other hand, their younger sister is very normal. She looks like a 15-year-old girl and dresses like a 15-year-old girl. The only abnormal thing is that she works in the Interstellar Peace Company at such a young age.

It is obvious that in the eyes of women, Kafka and Jiang Fan are just chickens and dogs, social wanderers with no education and no job, while their sister is a decent person, with extraordinary potential at a young age and an unlimited future. .

Kafka kept a distance from Jiang Fan with an expressionless face, but the girl carrying the suitcase looked around with curiosity and a little excitement in her eyes.

The weather in Emerald-3 is unpredictable and weird, just like the company's lottery. One second, the sky is clear and white clouds are floating, and the next second, huge raindrops are falling from the sky, crackling non-stop.

It started raining heavily an hour ago, and the people in the tavern gradually dispersed. The floor stained red with blood and whiskey was simply cleaned by the tavern service staff with a mop, and some cologne-flavored perfume was sprayed to cover up the smell of blood and whiskey. smell.

The immature girl who had just entered the world had a table with Jiang Fan and Kafka, and listened to Jiang Fan talk about his heroic deeds of punishing evil and promoting good in the universe, punching the rich and kicking the destruction.

For a moment, Kafka wanted to pour the wine in the glass directly on Jiang Fan's face full of justice.

It's not that she wants to fight for Elise, nor is she trying to expose someone's true identity for a young girl who is new to the world, it's just that she wants to throw a tantrum in his face, it's that simple.

According to the plot of Jiang Fan's bragging story, he completely transformed himself into a "crazy young lady who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside and insecure on the inside", while Elise was "a middle-aged princess who ran away from home enthusiastically".

Along the way, fertility and destruction appeared one after another, and they were rescued by the "Justice Ranger" many times.

Kafka estimated that after letting him brag for an hour, she would secretly have feelings for him, marry him if she had to, and then start a fight.

When she first heard this, she almost stood up and was kicked to the ground by Jiang Fan.

Such an outrageous storyline and plot direction are simply worse than a third-rate novel, but a girl who is new to the world of martial arts believes it firmly.

I always felt that the righteous warrior 'Jiang Zhang' who just punished evil and promoted good would not lie to others, so he kept staring at her and Jiang Fan with that look along the way.

If it weren't for the custom of sworn sworn people dating back to the Amber Age that wasn't prevalent in the current world, they might have knocked their heads on the ground and become brothers of the opposite sex on the spot, with Brother Jiang and Little Sister Topa, as if she were the one foreigner.

As midnight approached, the people in the tavern had already dispersed. Outside the window, there was heavy rain like splashing ink, and it pattered on the eaves like drums.

Topa looked at his watch and hurriedly stood up and said it was getting late and he had to go back to the hotel assigned by the company to rest early, otherwise his trip would be delayed.

At this time, Jiang Fan stood up and patted her on the shoulder and said: Emerald-3 Nowadays, people's hearts are sinister, and all kinds of vicious and wanted criminals have gathered together. If you are in danger, how should I blame myself!

Before Kafka finished the wine in the glass, he heard Jiang Fan continue to say that your company is really true, Emerald-3 is so dangerous now, how can you send a little girl out of you! I must react to your leadership!

Topa quickly shook his head and explained that this was his first business trip project after joining the company, and said that the project was just for the company to examine whether Emerald-3 had value worthy of the company's continued existence.

In a few words, Topa's mission to come to Emerald-3 on behalf of the Interstellar Peace Company was completely revealed by herself, and even Jiang Fan, the 'secret agent', didn't even use the beauty trick.

Topa explained in great detail, as if he was afraid that Jiang Fan wouldn't understand, so he almost took out the company's original document and read it word for word to Jiang Fan.

Even on the way back in her newly delivered red sports car, Jiang Fan intentionally or unintentionally asked Topa some information about the company.

For example, how does the company view the Molka case, or what is the company's current strategic direction? In short, there are all kinds of strange things, but Topa knows the answer and is especially patient.

But in the final analysis, these things actually have nothing to do with her. She chose to settle in Emerald-3 just because she has some interest in the popular rock music here. Her real destination is New Babylon, and there is no need to waste too much time here. Much time.

She is not a half-hearted bounty hunter like Jiang Fan, not even a bounty hunter.

The only reason why the company wants her is because she caused too much damage to the planet's city when she hunted 'demons'. She is also a demon hunter with no registration information and no organization, so naturally no one can help her deal with the follow-up problems.

The mission to assassinate Moss was just a coincidence. She just wanted to see if the so-called life of a bounty hunter could make her realize what fear is, but it was obvious that the effect was not significant. She does know what it means to have no moral integrity and no limits.

Jiang Fan sat down on the soft sofa and stretched out comfortably. He unbuttoned two buttons of the inner lining and fanned the wind with his hands: "The company is indeed a vampire. It has the will to protect but uses the planet." To judge whether it is necessary to survive based on its value, it turns out that those who play politics have dark hearts.”

"So this is the reason why you want to share a room with me?" Kafka bent down and took off his leather boots.

"Sister, this is a youth hotel and there are only two rooms left. Besides, do you think I have the guts to do something inappropriate to you?" Jiang Fan turned over and sat up, unscrewing the water on the table and taking a few sips.

"Turn back and close your eyes. If you look at something you shouldn't look at, your eyes will explode." Kafka put on his slippers and sat down on the other side of the sofa, saying softly while taking off his stockings.

Over the years, Jiang Fan has touched countless legs and seen countless stockings, but few people can pick up purple stockings. It has nothing to do with appearance, but more of a temperament and aura, but now Jiang Fan has no appreciation. In such a mood, he closed his eyes almost immediately after hearing the words, not daring to open them at all.

When he was arrogant to the crowd in the tavern, he said that his eyes would go blind after seeing something he shouldn't have seen. This was probably a bluff to embolden his courage, but Kafka was different. She said that her eyes would explode, and her eyes would definitely explode.

"Are you leaving for New Babylon tomorrow?" Jiang Fan closed his eyes.

"Well, some things have to be settled. I am a demon hunter, and I am different from you bounty hunters. I naturally have to go back after the mission is completed." Kafka said softly.

"Is there a big difference between a demon hunter and a bounty hunter? Why not switch jobs and become a bounty hunter? Anyway, there are many demon hunters like you."

"Difference? There is no difference. They are just piercing the target's heart with bullets. What difference can there be?" Kafka lowered his head and adjusted the hem of his skirt, indicating that Jiang Fan could open his eyes.

"Sometimes, I actually admire you." Jiang Fan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled, his expression brightening, "There is no difference between spiritual speech and superpowers."

"If it were the first day, I would definitely think about the superpowers that chose me. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. But on the second day, I would think about why the superpowers chose me and not them. Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest. Why should I do that?" Do they serve?"

"Well, then what?"

"Then?" Jiang Fan touched his chin, "This is my planet and you filthy worms actually went against the will of the Creator... This is probably how I feel."

"Some things are far less beautiful than you imagine, but carry a heavy price. Even those prices require you to spend your whole life pursuing the truth and answers." Kafka stood up and stretched slightly, his expression suddenly became subtle.

"Where did you get the book from?" Kafka looked down at the book held in Jiang Fan's hand, "You can actually study with a book in hand?"

"Bible, I believe in Christianity." Jiang Fan said nonsense.

"Well, I've heard of it. It seems to have been established by a man named Jesus a long time ago. It is said that they believed in God, not the Star God. In the second year after Christianity grew in size, the entire religion was massacred."

Kafka turned and walked towards the only bedroom in the room, and his voice floated over slowly, "So don't believe that God's love can save the world. It is better to believe in yourself and entrust your life in your own hands."

Jiang Fan lowered his head and held the yellowed Bible, saying nothing, just slowly flipping through the pages.

It wasn't until the bedroom door was closed for a long time that he closed the book, stood up, and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. He looked up at the heavy rain outside the window. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rainwater continued to meander along the glass window.

The lights in the entire city were on, and neon signs with various characters were erected on high-rise buildings. The hotel room was quiet except for the sound of rain and the weak sound of electricity from the light bulbs.

"Yes, Kafka, there is no God in this world. The only person who can save you is yourself, not even the Star God."

Lightning flashed and thundered outside the window, and the lightning light coming through the window dimmed and shone quickly, illuminating Jiang Fan's side face. The playful expression disappeared. At this time, he was more like a lonely monarch, both lonely and... majesty.

Amid the deafening sound of lightning, a high-pitched and playful song dances. It is very slight, but it is everywhere. All the violent storms, lightning and thunder cannot suppress it. It chuckles, but it seems unscrupulous.

It was a long ancient text, but it was translated into a song. It climbed to the high branches of the tree of existence and sang the ancient text with a smile, but was squinted by the gods. Only one sentence was particularly clear:

"Believe in him, search for him, and support him, even if he is a devil imprisoned by God for ten million years..."

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My body is still feeling uncomfortable as expected. Since I don’t have a notebook, I can only use my mobile phone to code on the bed. Lucy...