Lucio willow-headed and ran in the direction of Nola Franks, ordering as he did so, "Get an ambulance for help!" The Military fighters behind him immediately responded.After washing his face, he staggered back to the bed, lay down, and without saying a word, rolled up the covers and went back to sleep."One last question, give me this, for what."Mary looked at him and smiled suddenly and kindly, as if he were the same as before, as all mothers in this world do, and said in a warm voice.Westgate, Nola Franks fell at the end of the line, took it out, and threw it. At once the whole of Westgate was in chaos, and someone shouted."Father, the Lucio thing, it's still out of control."When you finally arrive at your cell and are locked behind the heavy iron door, you really realize: freedom has left you."Nope, it seems to have even hit one of its own!"The man said cautiously, "Wait until we leave the main city completely, I don't want to have an accident."Lucio put away the pendant an
Several prison guards with very high ranks were escorting a prisoner towards the passage leading to the second basement level in section A. The lead prison guard, one of the guards, swiped open the electronic door to the passage and the crowd poured in. Whitney was handing out meals one by one, a long hallway with symmetrical cells to the left and right. Four people in each cell, all Class A felons, and their names were even hanging on the doors. These Class A felons were all male fears, I was told, and the two northernmost corridors were the women's section. After I agreed to work with him, he asked me a question. Then a bolt from the blue hits his head, and his father tells his that Ellie Piskor died in the City of Ice, bones and all. The town had thrown a funeral and called his back just so he could attend it. The first page says that the date was 16 years ago and Nola Franks was his age, both 25 years old. At that time, he was 9 years old. Lucio smiled, pointing to the pickup
By the fourth shift, twenty hours later, Lucio, with his superior hearing, got the crucial news from the two guards who were whispering: the warden would be back by noon tomorrow, and should be bringing important people from the church, perhaps to do a final test on himself and determine the outcome of his treatment.This meant that the overhead monitors were no longer much of a threat to them, meaning that the leader they feared was not in the monitoring room outside right now. These wardens, all of them high ranking wardens, were bigger leaders than them, and could only be deputy wardens.Could it be, a warning to the father? They probably didn't know it was Father, but they must have guessed that Lucio had someone behind him.Whitney thought fast, but couldn't find an answer for the moment.Lucio was unconscious for more than five hours before reawakening; there was no clock in the cell, and he did not know the time of year, relying entirely on the frequency of the shift changes of
Yes, there's nothing to regret, and decades later Lucio, the beginnings remain the same."Ugh? So... Did Grand Admiral Frisman agree?" Porter asked with some concern.After rendezvousing, without further ado, the group immediately made a quick break for the prison, and as they walked, Aiyang pantingly explained the current situation.Whitney pursed his lips and gripped the steering wheel, but his eyes couldn't stop drifting in Lucio's direction, who sat painfully in his seat, his eyes closed, his body grey and dull, cold sweat oozing out. His injuries were not light, if it were a normal person, he probably wouldn't have been able to move, thanks to his being able to hold on until now. He had been shot once in his left shoulder, once in his left upper arm, once in his right outer arm, and twice in his right great bruit, and the only thing left intact was his left bruit. In addition, there were numerous abrasions and countless wounds on the body. Due to his special physique, the wounds
At the mention of it, Gabriela Pratt's mouth turned down in regret, "It's all Whitney's fault, saying there's so much treasure in this well and having to dig up some kind of treasure. And now it's turned into this..."The Grand Admiral's House had a visitor, a distant relative of his mother's who was in the main city of Gaia on business and had stopped by to visit the Grand Admiral's House. Whitney remembered that the visitor was his first cousin, his mother's distant cousin - Lamar Conway Yeon. The first cousin had brought his marriage partner, also a woman, and their child, a girl his age, to the Grand Admiral's house and had stayed there ever since. During this time Whitney used to go and play with the girl, only the girl was exceptionally rigid and earnest, and knew nothing at all of Whitney's jokes, and had to argue everything on its merits.Whitney later became unhappy and did not go to his again."Perhaps it would be warmer for us to cuddle together." Lucio Ginger suggested.It
She had like a gust of wind that melted into the sea breeze of the new Cape of Good Hope. Her navy blue uniform was like the most aggressive wave at the head of the tide, rushing inside the watchtower."The New Artemis, in memory of the ship Artemis, which sank at sea many years ago, carrying the god of freedom exploration for the entire empire, the "goddess of freedom" of all mankind, Admiral Christian Friesman, on board. She was tragically shipwrecked and never returned. Since then, humanity's god of adventure and exploration has been silent for a long, long time, until now it has finally risen to prominence. The New Artemis, following in the footsteps of Lady Liberty, will carry on the legacy of the adventurous and fearless God of Liberty.Jesse Gallegos gave up playing games with her and just kissed her."What are you waiting for?"Teagan Kramer laughed and asked her to sit down.This last statement was not responded to by Jesse Gallegos, who simply stood up, saluted Teagan Kramer
Gabriela Pratt, who knew that a continent of gloom was coming, stood on her balcony late that night, staring out into the distant West, for a long time in silence. Then she saw Cassidy Manning, who was sitting on the outer eaves of a high-rise rooftop projecting not far from their balcony, undaunted by the terrifying height beneath her feet, gazing west with her.Gabriela Pratt thinks that if she keeps this up, she'll be a wreck and won't be able to do anything. But she'd come to love it, too comfortable for her to want to leave the exhibition.She was guarding, their soon-to-be-departed peaceful life.Gabriela Pratt sometimes wondered if Cassidy Manning would one day leave. What would she do when she left? The thought of it made her inexplicably panic and she was afraid to think about it. She wanted to keep the relationship going as long as she could, just as it was, preferably without the day of parting comes.The good thing was, Cassidy Manning hadn't asked for answers or pressed h
"Wake up, sir!" The scene in front of him was blurry, and he could see a figure outside the transparent glass. Lines of letters flash with various data streams around the border of the helmet's glass. He had never seen a helmet with this data line before. He has been pulled off the ground after feeling a force on his body. He sucked in a breath because his left arm had a sharp pain. He felt his stomach tighten, goosebumps accompanied by bouts of dizziness that made him vomit immediately. The helmet's glass vomited on it, and a terrible odor increased, so he hurriedly put off his helmet. "Sir! Don't you want to live anymore? Put on your helmet!" The man carrying him walked briskly, shouting hoarsely, his voice muffled because he had taken off his helmet and was far away from the intercom device embedded in the helmet. A feeling of suffocation came, and the reeking smell hit his nose. He couldn't breathe. He immediately coughed violently. It took a lot of effort to stop. He wanted