Walk out of the hall, there is a long underground corridor in front of you. From here, you can get out by taking the elevator up to reach the exit.

Compared with the lounge hall, the lights in the corridor are slightly dim, and because the two ends are ventilated, it makes people feel cool when pedestrians are sparse.

The reporters kept asking some sharp questions, such as when would he meet with Republicans, his views on the tragedy in front of the Venice Hotel, and what orders did Marlowe Smith give him before leaving.

Some people watching the fun rushed into the corridor, and the voices and footsteps drove away the coldness, as if a sun was thrown into the cold pond.

Tang Fang felt a little annoyed, so he simply refused to look at the reporters in front of him, and let the security guard and Tang Lin set the way forward, while he held Freya's cool little hand and walked forward step by step.

Bai Yue seemed a little excited when he experienced such a scene for the first time, just like a chimpanzee who was picking up the guests for the first time, with curiosity and surprise on his face, but more shy.

Old Corey walked at the end because he kept silent and was as bored as an old gourd. No reporter was willing to waste his words on him. His not speaking did not mean that the media had nothing to say. Once the interview was over, some reporters would use their wild thoughts and use implicit but sharp words to portray a vivid image of a traitor. Although this is a bit immoral, people who are empty and lonely always need some spiritual or sensory stimulation to enrich their lives. This is a new task given to journalists in the new era-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Tang Fang seemed to be walking forward casually, but in fact he was highly focused. People didn't know that they were not very good at removing their existence in the corridor. There was also a magical machine hovering between the forehead and the silver-gray ceiling.

He did not believe that some people would easily let themselves go back to "Venice". Since the history of mankind, which dynasty has not been loyal? Which party has no fanatics? Which leader has no loyal believers? Which government has no interest groups? Of course, it also includes some poor people who have been hypnotized and brainwashed.

For whatever reason, there are always some people who want him to die.

He is not Stephen Su, and he has not been persecuted. This is just the conclusion that Captain Tang got by analyzing his current situation, so it is not a fantasy, but a fact.

Tang Fang's front fan section was on the left side, a young man with a baseball cap slightly raised his hand huddled in his pocket, and the hard object held up irregular marks on the surface of his gray sweatshirt.

It was a gun. The Star Covenant produced a small-caliber pistol of "Fire Meteor" and comes with its own sound silencer equipment, which is very suitable for assassination.

According to the detector's calculation, the muzzle was locked on his left chest, and it seemed that the other party was determined to kill him.

Tang Fang narrowed his eyes and deliberately stopped. Because he felt that he should give the other party a chance to perform well, which might be beneficial to him.

Tang Lin also noticed the abnormal movement ahead and moved his footsteps to the position of the assassinator without any trace. At this moment, a voice sounded in his mind: "Let him shoot", so he stopped and let him go aside.

At the same time, the silver-white LED lights on the ceiling flashed a few times. Several meters around Tang Fang became slightly dark.

The killer moved, and two cold stars shot out from under the baseball cap. They were his eyes, like poisonous snakes coming out of the night.

The moment the man pulled the trigger, Tang Fang suddenly thought of something. If this time was added, this trip to "Alkese" had already self-harm three times--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The previous two times were skin trauma. With his physical fitness, he could recover as before in just a few breaths. But if it was a gunshot wound, once the bullet penetrated the body, it would continue to hurt before the muscle tissue squeezed out of the bullet. But there are many reporters here. If they see the scene of the wound healing at a high speed, it may cause a lot of trouble.

Tang's side decided to avoid this shot, but the result would not change much anyway, and some people would pay the price they deserve.

"puff!"

The very slight gunfire was drowned in the reporters' questions that were clearly pronounced and accurate.

Tang Fang shook his body, and blood bloomed on his right arm.

Just then, someone pressed the camera shutter, and the rapidly spreading blood under the silver light freezes, becoming something that is hard to ignore in the picture.

In the next few hours, it is destined to become the focus of the attention of the Star Alliance people.

Tang Fang did not dodge after all, and just turned his body temporarily and let the bullet hit his right arm.

It was not that he reacted too slowly and was not as fast as the killer's shooting speed, but that he changed his mind at a critical moment, because according to the ballistic calculation data sent by the detector, if he avoided himself, the bullet would brush over a reporter's arm and then hit behind him with a "I want to work" protest card holding a "I want to work" and a middle-aged man with a tired and confused look on his face.

The bullet would pass through the man's jaw and take away his seemingly poor life.

Tang Fang felt that this was not good. If this incident was allowed to happen, it would be the re-enactment of the "Alkese" l727 incident.

He had killed some people, but that was on the battlefield, either he died by himself or the other party died, and there was no second choice.

But now it is different. If he could exchange his life for someone else's life with a mere physical injury, he thought it was a happy thing. Even if the other party was just a homeless man, maybe no one knew his sacrifice, but... it would be good to have a clear conscience.

So he gritted his teeth and shot his right arm in exchange for a person's survival. Of course, no one knew about this, and people only noticed the blood that was quickly leaking around the wound.

"Ah!" A female reporter screamed; the person with blood dizziness turned pale; and the person who was safeguarded stood there.

Tang Lin, who was supposed to be opening the road ahead, had already moved to the killer, fired off the "Fire Meteor" pistol, and knocked him out with one palm.

No one saw his movements clearly. When the security guards reacted and surrounded Tang Fang to investigate the injuries, Tang Lin pulled the killer over and threw it in front of the security captain.

The baseball cap fell off during the battle just now, revealing a pale face below.

Thick lips, small eyes, a very inconspicuous person.

Tang Lin did not rush to check Tang Fang's injury, but instead said to the security captain with a sinister face: "You know what to do."

The man with a little bit of stubble on his chin wiped his cold sweat off his forehead and said, "I know, I know." Then he turned on his wrist and moved the video camera, connected the dock command center, and reported the situation on the scene. Then he arranged for a subordinate to carry the killer and leave the crowd.

"Tang Fang, does it hurt?"

Freya's face turned pale and tears flashed in her eyes, as if she was a little star hazy by water vapor.

"It doesn't hurt."

He squeezed out a smile and comforted her, took the cloth torn off the toilet boy and bandaged it, took a deep breath, and stood up slowly.

At this time, the reporters had already retreated to a certain extent under the rebuke of the guard soldiers. Some quick-thinking guys hurriedly turned on the photography equipment and recorded the scene that happened in front of them.

This is extremely explosive news. Captain Tang was assassinated as soon as he got off the shuttle. Such news would definitely make the front page headlines. Even if some people's legs were shaking and sweat were flowing, they were afraid that a bloodthirsty killer would jump out of the crowd and put them in the fire range. However, they still gathered their strength and tried hard to stabilize the camera. Sometimes they stayed on Captain Tang's right arm that barely stopped the bleeding wound, and sometimes they gave the killer who was getting farther and farther away.

Old Corey walked forward from behind, held Tang Fang's slightly trembling body, his eyes fell on his frowning face, and said, "How is it?"

Tang Fang took several deep breaths in a row and said in an extremely low and hoarse voice: "I'm fine."

Old Corey thought this was a normal reaction. No normal person could remain calm after being shot, but Tang Lin didn't think so. He squeezed from the periphery to the core and threw an inquiring look at Tang Fang.

He knew best what the elder brother had. Although he had not experienced the Nami Star Battle, the core members of the Morning Star knew that he did not think that a gunshot wound could make the elder brother who had been through the battle for a long time show such a painful expression, as long as it was not the heart and brain. The rapidly growing tissue will repair physical trauma in a very short time.

Tang Fang squeezed a smile on his pale face and waved to him that he was fine.

Actually, he is really fine. Of course, that is for him. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be so lucky.

From the surface, the bullet hitting his right arm is not a fatal injury, but only Tang Fang knew the danger here. The bullet shot from the "Fire Meteor" gun chamber and hit his right arm is not an ordinary ammunition. There is a radioactive unit embedded in the bullet head. According to Emma's analysis, it should be a isotope of polonium. If ordinary people are exposed to such a high dose, they will suffer huge pain in the next half month and eventually die of organ failure.

Fortunately, he is an ordinary person with excellent physical fitness and has the ability to regenerate at high speed. The parts irradiated by high-energy particles will be replaced by new tissues in a short time. However, because the warhead is still in the body, the radioactive material and the regeneration function can form a confrontation. One side destroys, the other side repairs, forming a strife relationship, which makes him feel painful.

"Go back to the hotel."

After taking a few deep breaths, his face gradually became a little rosy. Freya, who was so anxious that she was about to cry, pulled her to the left and continued to walk forward.

Two rows of rectangular light tubes on the ceiling extended to the end of the corridor, and the blue and white light shone on his face, making him look particularly haggard.

There was a burst of discussion from the crowd outside. Captain Tang had to continue to act when he was shot, instead of stopping in place to wait for the medical team at the dock to rescue him. He was really tough.

People have always admired the heroes. Many of these media organizations present used live broadcasts to conduct interviews. The scene from being shot to gritting their teeth and insisting touched many viewers in front of the TV. Some of them were thinking, some were scolding, some were sighing, and more were cheering for him.

The corridor is not long, only a few hundred meters, but it looks like a path to redemption from hell to light.

He walked very slowly, but was extremely calm, just like his firm gaze.

If he died under the gun of a killer, he would become a respected brave man. Now, not only did he not die, he endured the pain and continued to move forward calmly. In the hearts of some people, especially young people, they are vaguely equated with hero paintings.

This is stupid to the old man because his move is tantamount to encouraging the killers to continue shooting, but in the young man's eyes, it clearly expresses uncompromising power and oppression.

Men always have to be bloody, right?

Without resistance, there will be no progress. It is better to stand and die than to live on your knees.

Although Captain Tang said nothing, he said everything. In fact... those things originally existed in the hearts of many young people. They were just buried layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer.

The Star Covenant Network was boiling again, and the power of this political storm continued to rise. Although there was no evidence that the killer came from the Adam government, the excited people chose to stand on the opposite side of the government to fight, for the casting of the Morning Star, and for themselves!

Because Captain Tang’s experience made them empathize. People always have a fragile side, a piece of emotional land.

Whether it was an opposition party or a politician in the dynasty, they watched the farce coldly at first, but in the end they found that it was not only the eyes, but also their gradually frozen hearts.

If Captain Tang was shot and killed, public opinion might set off a frenzy, but if the Adam government had no lower limit, he would spend time on war and national hatred, create a sophisticated chess game, mobilize the public through exaggeration, incitement and other means, and use secret means to tie the people of the Star Alliance and the government to the same stake, the storm will eventually disappear one day.

If Captain Tang was shot and seek medical treatment, public opinion would still condemn the despicable and shameless Adam's government, but would never treat him as a beacon that can illuminate the sea of ​​heart as it is now, a heroic figure who can awaken those bloody years.

He... is really terrible. This ability to understand the human heart, this perseverance spirit, and this kind of wisdom that flashes of mind... is really terrible to be enemies of such people.

Perhaps, Adam Oliver and Oneons really got into an enemy that shouldn't be messed with.

There is a saying, "The centipede worm dies without being stiff." Generally speaking, national governments rarely die suddenly overnight. They must bear the impact again and again, so that the cracks that appear under the action of external forces will be broken. Captain Tang's actions over the years are pushing the Adam government to the edge of the cliff step by step.

"This man can't mess with you!" Some people sighed like this.

In the eyes of smart people, every step Tang Fang took was as smart as he had done beforehand, so smart that every move and every look was implicit and intriguing, but the reality was not the case.

Tang Fang calculated that someone would intercept him, but he did not expect that the warhead was embedded with radioactive elements, which underestimated the opponent's despicableness. He just wanted to return to the "Venice" hotel soon so that he could take out the warhead as soon as possible, but he didn't want someone to carry him into the hospital to expose his physical abnormality, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on, making people feel that he was not seriously injured.

He didn't know that his forced force fell into the eyes of onlookers, and he didn't know that his pale face and firm eyes were called "never compromise".

He really wanted to avoid that bullet and really had the ability to avoid that bullet. He just didn't want to see the poor protester die because of his reasons. He repeated the choice made by the "fallen angel" again. I didn't kill Boren but Boren was killed because of me.

I'm afraid no one believes this if you tell it.

"Tang Fang, good example!"

"Don't give up, for fairness, for justice."

"come on!"

Sporadic encouragement came from the crowd, and then spread like ripples caused by stones falling into the lake.

Encouragement gradually turned into warm applause, echoing in the dull corridor, which was very pleasant.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind, and the rescue team from the dock and more security soldiers came in line.

The captain of the security team, who looked not very good-looking, stopped and looked back at Tang Fang and said, "Mr. Tang, you have an injury to your arm, so you should receive treatment first."

Tang Fang looked around at the crowd in high spirits, thought of an excuse for a moment, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm grateful, but... I don't believe you."
To be continued...