Horizon Before Sunrise Chapter 5

"Don't look at me with that expression. I'll use something else when I'm in a good mood." When Chus went out with the cannon in his hand, he looked as relaxed as if he had just finished afternoon tea and was about to go out for a walk with the dog.

Mop didn't quite believe him: "For example?"

"PA light missile?" Truss answered casually.

Mop couldn't help but ask: "What's the difference?"

Chus raised his hand and pressed a switch outside the storage room door, and replied, "The trajectory is more elegant and looks gentler."

Mop: "Are you really describing the PA egg that can blow the entire cedar forest into pieces......................"

"Um."

Mop slapped himself in the face: I believed your lies! If I take these nonsense from my ancestors seriously again, I'll be an idiot!

He had originally planned it very well - if Asher insisted on provoking the desperado, he would not stop him, because he was not looking for death anyway!

However, just as he retracted his hand to the capsule, he heard a mechanical electronic sound in the entire storage room: "The locking system in the room is activated, and the triggered self-destruct device is activated. Countdown 10 seconds, 10------"

"What is this?!" Mop was shocked.

As he walked away, Truth's voice faded away. "I'm a suspicious person, and I don't trust strangers to look after my house. Don't worry, if you pay attention, the room won't explode."

Mop jumped up, grabbed the skinny little mop and ran to the door, not forgetting to take the box of noise-isolating earplugs with him. "No, no, no, no, I changed my mind. I'm going to die with you. I won't watch the door anymore!!!"

As the two of them, one big and one small, squeezed out, the door behind them automatically locked.

Mop's face turned green as he took two steps at a time up the stairs. When he reached the door of the villa, Chus was taking out a pair of glasses from the drawer of the closet beside the door.

"Are you going too?" Chus put on his goggles and walked along the stairs outside the door, heading straight to the open-air terrace on the third floor.

The whole process was neither hurried nor slow, as if they were not worried at all that the terrorist might become dissatisfied and start a riot.

Mop put the air exchanger on himself and the little mop, and said with a sad face, "Let's go. If I don't go, you will explode if you are unhappy. What should I do?"

"I'm sorry, I just don't like seeing other people slumped, especially when I have to get up to do something." Asher stood at the edge of the rooftop, removing the black outer bag of the rocket launcher and answered lightly.

This guy is an absolute ba5tard. Whenever he says something threatening, he always adds some modifiers such as "sorry", "excuse me", "unfortunately", "excuse me" in front of the words. Yet he looks very gentle and sometimes even smiles, as if he really thinks threatening people is inappropriate.

In the past, the old guys in the building were always so angry with him that they vomited blood and jumped up and down in the conference room.

Even his deputy, Carl, couldn't stand it anymore and occasionally couldn't help asking, "Have they ever given you a hard time?"

Asher would always reply: "Who knows? Don't you think they look a little guilty? They might have done something bad without telling me."

His tone was always half-true and half-false, making it hard to tell whether he was joking or serious, so after hearing this kind of answer a few times, Carl wisely stopped asking.

"Okay, okay, from now on you have the final say." Mop was frightened by him and showed his loyalty with a face that looked like he had taken rat poison.

From their perspective, they saw a slender black figure standing in the angle between the cedar forest and the edge of the earth about fifty or sixty meters away from the villa wall. At his feet there was a pile of objects of unknown origin. Apart from that, the whole place was empty.

"Ouch! My tent!" Mop subconsciously pointed at the pile of objects and shouted.

After he said that, he remembered that there was a prisoner who had escaped from prison standing where he was pointing.

So he suddenly stopped talking, silently withdrew his fingers, squatted down holding the mop, and covered his face.

Truth said with regret: "You probably have to say goodbye to your tent."

His voice was not loud, but the black figure had good hearing. After catching the familiar voice, he raised his head and locked his eyes accurately on Asher.

"My dear commander, you finally couldn't help but come out." He stepped on the slightly raised surveillance camera on the ground, with his knees slightly bent, which made his legs look longer. He tilted his head, showing a bored attitude, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice, but it was unclear what the laughter meant.

"Sa'e Yang, long time no see." Chus even raised his left hand towards him, as if he was really saying hello.

"Long time no see. I would be happier if you could call me by my last name." Sae squinted at him, as if he was looking at something carefully. After a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, I missed you very much."

mop:"......"

It stands to reason that the government official and the escaped prisoner from the space prison are enemies, right? Why did the escaped prisoner say "dear" and "I miss you"? Was this intentional? It should be intentional, right?

Mop suddenly felt a little worried and secretly glanced at Asher, but his perspective was strange and he could only see Asher's chin but not his expression.

Chus seemed to have long been accustomed to Saer's way of speaking and had adapted well to it. Not only did he not object to the sentence "I miss you very much", he even responded in a friendly tone.

He said, "If you were in jail, I could probably try to think about you."

Mop's feet slipped immediately and he almost fell off the edge of the roof: Mom, help me...

Sae seemed to be used to such answers and didn't care. He shrugged, looked around, and asked Asher seriously: "It's such a big place, and you're the only one here. Don't you think it's boring? Dear, let's make a deal. How about giving me a corner?"

Mop: "......" Can't you see there is a living person here???

Truth shrugged. "Sorry, I'm not bored."

Saer, "Then let's change the reason. The space super signal doesn't like me very much, so it prevents me from sending you a message."

Truth, "Thank God, I can finally have some peace and quiet."

Sae smiled, "Change to another one, I like this villa very much?"

Asher also laughed, "I advise you not to covet other people's properties casually."

Sae finally stopped talking nonsense and opened his arms lazily. "I am penniless, homeless, extremely poor, and I am about to starve to death."

As he spoke, he suddenly licked his slightly cracked lower lip and added, "The guy squatting next to you looks just the right size. If he adds some seasoning..."

Mop was grief-stricken: ".............................."Oh------you see me again now.

He turned around and asked Asher: "He is joking, right?"

Truth glanced at him and said, "It's hard to say."

Mop turned around and was about to run downstairs, but was stopped by Asher.

"I think he seems sick." Mop said with a stiff neck.

Asher said as if it was a matter of course: "Otherwise why would we be in a space prison?"

It was strange that there was still wind on the fragments that were protected by the dragon pillar. A thin gust of wind swept past the two of them, giving goose bumps all over the back of the mop.

The bushes in the backyard of the villa made a slight rustling sound in the wind, but Asher and the others did not notice it.

After all, there is a lunatic in front of you, who would dare to distract their attention elsewhere?

"My dear, what do you think?" asked Sae, as if he was really very reasonable.

Chu said calmly: "Since you have exposed your scars like this, it would be too cruel for me to reject you again."

Sae hooked his fingers around the edge of the oxygen mask, which hung loosely at his side. Whenever Chus spoke, he showed great patience. At that moment, he looked like a beast that had just hunted, lazy, and even gave people the illusion that he was "not that dangerous".

Truth remained calm and said, "To be honest, I have a gift for you."

Sae became interested and stood up straight: "Gift? What gift?"

The mop squatting on the ground groaned and covered his eyes silently.

Sae smiled and took a step back, opening his arms, his lazy tone still unchanged, "Come on, I'm closing my eyes."

With his right hand, Chus placed the carefully prepared R-72 rocket launcher on the exquisite railing at the edge of the platform, took aim and fired.

The shells rushed forward like wild dogs, exploding all over the sky.

The land was originally on the edge and was very thin. It cracked immediately after being hit by the rocket launcher. Along with the abandoned tent with the mop, an area of about ten square meters of land broke away directly from the planetary fragments.

"As you wish, I'll give you a share. No need to thank me." Asher said.

Sae stood on such a broken piece of land, like a whale on an isolated island: "......"

However, before Asher had time to unload the rocket launcher and say a few more words to anger him, a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth exploded.

The entire planet's fragments shook violently, and the big and small mops fell to their knees.

As the mop was shaking on the ground, he protected the kid in his arms in fear and shouted, "Did you fire it again? Are you sure you didn't fire it in the wrong direction?!"

But Truth suddenly pulled him to the edge of the platform: "It's not me!"

After saying that, he kicked the two men off the platform and jumped down himself.

"Who else is there? This is the third floor!!!"