Darkness is Coming

Yu Qian couldn't understand the bird language, but from the bird man's demeanor and tone, he could tell that what he said was not a good thing. He immediately raised his hand and prepared to reward him with a brain-drilling shuttle, but he remembered Yang Xiaoqian's explanation on the phone, and his movements changed again. After a little hesitation, he finally waved his hand impatiently, as if to drive away mosquitoes. The metal stream dragged the birdman to the inner wall of the cabin and solidified it into a solid state, making him like a bug wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, embedded in the aircraft cabin.

  “No!Let....”

Birdman began to shout bird language again, Yu Qian was too lazy to listen, hooked his fingers, and the metal flow clinged to Birdman's face, sealing his mouth and the whole face together, leaving only the two holes at his nostrils to breathe. .

"Sir, your cruel behavior has violated many international laws. You should know that this is a special plane of the U.S. Embassy in China. What you are doing is provoking the U.S. Commonwealth. If you do not want to ignite a war between the two countries, Please stop this senseless killing and atrocity immediately." A young man with dark hair and white skin stood up in the face of danger. He was the ambassador's accompanying translator, and he spoke fluent Mandarin, even if he was a bit old in Beijing. Beijing rhyme.

The translator is a native of the United States of America. He grew up drinking milk steak from a young age. In addition to his genetic advantage, he is extremely tall and stands up to 1.95 meters. Looking down at Yu Qian.

  Yu Qian didn't look up, rolled his eyelids slightly, sneered and asked, "Who told you to talk like that?"

The    translator was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of the words in time, and then the sharp pain from his knees made his eyes go black and he lost the ability to think.

   And then, the translator lost his balance and fell to the ground with a scream, his two calves were amputated at the root and bleeding profusely.

Yu Qian stepped on the pool of blood, leaned down, stared coldly at the translator's face distorted by pain, and smiled: "In my hometown, a birdman like you is only worthy of being the lowest slave and cannon fodder, who would allow it? Did you talk to me? Since you are tall, you should kneel down and talk. You don't understand the rules? Have your pilot turn around and land at the designated location immediately. If you don't turn around within five minutes, not only will you all die here, I will go..."

   Speaking of this, Yu Qian paused for a while before recalling those jerky terms, and then said: "I will also go to the US federal government, hijack several large passenger planes, and play with your White House, the Pentagon, and the Capitol one by one."

The    translator bit his lips that had turned pale from the massive blood loss, biting out a deep wound, and nodded one after another.

   Seeing that the birdman was more obedient, Yu Qian nodded with satisfaction, and with his waving, the metal flow blocked the bowl-sized section at his knee, and passed the medical first aid kit marked with the red cross to him.

   Then Yu Qian didn't pay attention to how these birdmen communicated in bird language. He didn't care at all. Even if these birdmen had the determination to burn all jade and stone, it wouldn't hurt him in the slightest. It really annoyed him.

   Bombing the White House, the Pentagon, and the Capitol is a joke. Yu Qian now also knows how high the force of this world is. He hastily challenged world powers and bombed other people's headquarters. That's courting death.

   But the U.S. federal territory is so big, hijacking a few planes and crashing into a supermarket and star concert, isn’t it easy, like playing?

   Of course, killing and wounding civilians is a low-level act, which the Speaker disdains to do, but if it really annoys them, it’s okay to teach them a lesson. Anyway, the Western Birdman is worse than a dog. In Yu Qian's world, the most worthless thing is the Western Birdman's life.

When talking to Yang Xiaoqian in the past, Yu Qian was amazed that the Western bird people in this world could achieve today's international status. In Yu Qian's world, when disasters came, the bird people's technology had not yet developed, and the national strength was far less than that. Daming, in the successive disasters, quickly subjugated the country and exterminated the species, or became a vassal of a great power, and became cannon fodder without human rights.

   In Yu Qian's impression, there are also many great forces formed by other countries, but absolutely none of the great forces are white-skinned, blue-eyed and white-skinned, which is a sign of a low-level species in Yu Qian's eyes.

   "Who is that, what is Qiu?" Yu Qian turned to look at Qiu Tianming, and shouted casually, as if the other party was not a formidable mutant, but an insignificant little ant.

   "Qiu Tianming." The old man sitting on the seat stood still. After hearing Yu Qian's name, he raised his hand and adjusted the collar of his tunic suit, declared his name dignifiedly, and prepared to die generously.

  Yu Qian didn't kill him. He stared at him with a smile for a while, and said, "Your mutant is really interesting. It's the first time I've seen such an old mutant."

"Because in most cases, before becoming a saint, you must be infected and become a walking corpse, and usually only young adults can escape after being bitten by a walking corpse and become a walking corpse. The elderly and young children who are unable to escape often After being attacked by walking corpses, they will be eaten up, and there is no possibility of becoming a saint." Qiu Tianming replied with a smile.

"What you said seems to make sense." Yu Qian clapped his palms twice, applauding Qiu Tianming's well-founded analysis, and then two sword lights lit up. Qiu Tianming's hands and feet left his torso, and there was not a drop of blood at the fracture. , as if only the prosthetic limb was cut off.

   was attacked by Yu Qian and cut off his limbs, but Qiu Tianming still did not respond. He slumped on the chair, looked at Yu Qian calmly, and smiled without saying a word.

  Yu Qian didn't know how many mutants he had killed, but it was the first time he encountered such a strange situation. This abnormality was like a thorn growing in his heart, which was terrifying, and he could not feel at ease without pulling it out.

"It's fine anyway, these birdmen are not worthy to talk to me, it's better to chat with you." Yu Qian looked Qiu Tianming up and down with the playful eyes of a big cat teasing a little mouse, and said, "I have always been curious about a question, you guys Are mutants afraid of death?"

   Qiu Tianming frowned, then raised his eyebrows, the thick forehead lines were crowded together, densely packed, looking at his contemplative appearance, he did not look like a murderous mutant, but a gentle and elegant university professor.

After thinking about it, Qiu Tianming replied: "Whether it is humans or saints, birds or beasts, there is no species that is not afraid of the great terror between life and death. This is the desire for survival nurtured by Mother Nature. A species without the desire to survive , it is impossible to survive and flourish for a long time.”

   "Hahaha, and Mother Nature, you are so funny." Yu Qian leaned forward and backward with laughter, throwing down the mask of pretending to be ruthless and deliberately ruthless, acting like an urchin.

   After laughing, Yu Qian asked, "Then why aren't you afraid of death?"

"I was a little scared just now, but it's much better now." Qiu Tianming also showed a lazy smile, revealing his new sharp teeth, "If you want to kill me, I'm already dead. Since I'm not dead, it should be temporarily. I can't die, so I'm not so scared anymore."

Yu Qian suddenly smiled. Some mutants' thinking and behavior are more and more human-like, and more and more deceptive. If they can't be wiped out in time, sooner or later, they will create a kind of behavior like Yang Xiaoqian once said. The illusion that "mutants and humans can coexist".

   This made Yu Qian feel murderous, and made him wonder if the decision to capture Qiu Tianming would be a mistake.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the embassy plane suddenly turned its course and flew to the open space where United Airlines landed, ready to land. In that open space, the heavily armed guards were evacuating and investigating the passengers on the United Airlines passenger plane, and they found out one by one. Hidden spies—or, rather, terrorists who create riots.