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the shock liusha eyes haven’t disappear, teleport and avoid him on the wall of the light armor hammer hit him.

huge wave and the outbreak of energy will he go back into the has hit, with cement post, breaking pillars, and an inexhaustible, have been wild still flying to more than twenty yards walls to cease.

the boom is silence men timberland boots after. only have seen the blood of red hair buzijin girl exclaimed. in the air in the cold.

“liusha…” among the ruins yanyan breath at the rubble of the eyes, hair young director is sad. short moment, along with years of past his mind fragment… this will lose the dark-haired man, give him in this world only concern.

less than ten seconds, however hesitated, he again a lover’s hand, continue to outside.

he should escape! he should escape! he wants his freedom, and her love of freedom in the blue sky, the life!

even liusha… also don’t allow blocked the road! liusha… liusha!

in his footstep, tears ran. 205 eyes. he break the sleeves of force wiped eyes, clenched teeth, took the girl turned red hair.

“no. 205, take this……” just to go away, suddenly, behind the rubble there came the faint discourse, “pa” light, something to be thrown over, feebly fell from his feet and one meter.

no. 205 hesitated, and picked up a brand new – that is the identification card, id marked the gear is senior personnel agencies.

“no this… you can’t escape out of… no. 205. quick, quick go…” lay down at the corner of the cement sundance uggs bricks, it was his mask of men, with black half-length, hand grabbed the ground not let myself slumps, intermittent said.

white young without moving, and stood there, shocked at the dying guides, speechless. before long, the whimpering asked: “why?… liusha, why do you help me!”

liusha no answer, seem to also have no strength to answer, he just slightly raise hand, on his left shoulder.

no. 205 eyes suddenly widened his –

there was broken down, and the skin is bleeding, revealing a clear: no. 66!

no. 66. shevchenko is set, horse!

“it is you! liusha… you are the numbers for 66 recovery?!” incredibly, young exclaimed.

gradually and lax eyes faint wry smile, hair of the instructor nonchalance replied: “wrong, no. 66… better set penelope hamath dead… in ten years ago, the soul would have been demon away!”

“i… although defected from death, however, instead of the death penalty, but accept the brain controls…”

“the controller clasped my surgery in my mind… intention against, can i jump directly to the timberland boots personal thinking… my body… even ordered blasting my brain.”

“brain control…” no. 205 mutters, perplexed, hold the hand of girls around red hair. only hold the hand, his lover can have courage!!