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Two hundred and fifteen keep promise

The reason why Lin Jixin is so troublesome is actually because he sees Mo Lingxin and the others are already busy here, so he doesn't want Mo Lingxin to have any opinions on him.

According to history, Wang Yue died in the encirclement of the army. With this agreement, there would be nothing to say about him to take action against Mo Lingxin.

It doesn't matter if history changes. He has a lot of cards in his hand, and his previous acquaintance, even if the person is taken away by Mo Lingxin and the others, he believes that Wang Yue, whose nickname is Xiaohua, will eventually stand on his side.

Since the agreement was reached, he stood aside, meaning: Just do yours.

Seeing that he was so trustworthy, Lu Xu and others also let go of their hearts. They quickly acted according to the tasks assigned before.

Mo Lingxin walked up to him at this time: "Thank you for the last time."

"It is necessary to protect your woman." Lin Jixin still spoke.

"Tell you the serious business." Mo Lingxin glanced at him: "As far as I know, the space crack should exist for a long time. Why did the space crack disappear quickly last time?"

"How did you think of asking me this question?" Lin Jixin looked at her with a little strange look, "Who told you that I understand this?"

"Speak first of all, do you understand?" Mo Lingxin said.

Unexpectedly, he would see her half-coquettish look in this life. Lin Jixin was stunned for a moment before saying, "I understand."

"Tell me quickly, how could that space crack suddenly disappear?"

"To put it bluntly, the space crack can actually be interpreted as another 'door'."

"Door? Well, then?" Mo Lingxin looked focused.

"Since it's a door, it's easy to say. Some are naturally formed, and when the time comes, it's gone..."

Mo Lingxin nodded and said, "I understand that this is the reason why the space cracks have existed for a long time, but why did the last time disappear immediately?"

"Because it is another kind of door, made by manpower, it will be closed if you want."

“Manmade?”

"That's right."

"Then he can still drive at any time if he wants to?"

“It’s theoretically.”

"Why is it theoretically?"

"This door can only be used once, and it is expensive and laborious to make it. If you spend a lot of effort and you can get nothing, will you repeat it again?"

"You mean, the door shouldn't be open again?"

"At least it's certain in a short period of time."

"I understand, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Lin Jixin said again: "You haven't told me yet, how do you know I understand these?"

"Guess."

"ah?"

"I just thought you could understand, so I tried your words, but I didn't expect you to really understand."

"You are really smart!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lin Jixin snorted, ended the conversation, and looked downstairs with Mo Lingxin.

At this time, the people who were doing things downstairs had already sorted out the matter. The guards around Wang Yue had replaced them with their own people. All the residents in Wang Yue's walking direction were evacuated. As time went by, the blood vortex around Wang Yue was spinning slowly and slowly, gradually becoming about to collapse.

Judging from this, it seems that there is a real possibility of achieving the goal.

Mo Lingxin couldn't help but look much more relaxed, and she quietly looked at Lin Jixin, obviously because she was afraid that he would not keep the agreement.

"Don't worry," Lin Jixin said lightly, "My credit is still guaranteed."

"I didn't say anything." Mo Lingxin felt a little embarrassed.

Lin Jixin shrugged and said, "I like to say ugly things ahead. Now I keep my promises, and you must keep your promises later."

"Of course."

Mo Lingxin said, looking downstairs again. At this time, the vortex around Wang Yue had been slow to almost stop, and blood was constantly sliding down from the space around her, wetting a large area of ​​the ground, and her short body slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"It seems you have no chance." Mo Lingxin smiled proudly.

Has history really changed?

Lin Jixin was a little helpless. He had a lot of interactions with Mo Lingxin and other people, so there was a great possibility of changing history. Although he was a little unwilling to give up, he could only do this.

At this moment, a gunshot pierced through the night sky. In her vision, Wang Yue seemed to be pushed by a hand, and her short body suddenly turned to the left, and a stream of blood splattered out of her right shoulder.

Wang Yue then let out a heart-wrenching scream. The blood curtain that was sliding down was given a heart-warming injection, and suddenly turned into a very active vortex, wrapping her in a ball and pounced towards a building two or three hundred meters away on her right. On the roof, a special policeman was panickingly put away his sniper rifle.

Although she didn't understand why the police would act without permission, Lin Jixin couldn't help but smile. Because there was too little time, the people who were arranged to retreat were actually in the direction Wang Yue had taken before. At this time, she suddenly changed direction, and the residents on this road were all there.

Lin Jixin looked at Mo Lingxin who was a little confused: "It is the best laugh to the end. It seems that it's time for you to keep your promise."
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