Demon Change the Earth

"Ryoko!!"

Grandpa Ma Liang called out his nickname sharply.

The woman was lying on the mound, holding her breath for a while, and even stopped moaning and struggling, she looked a little frightened!

Ma Liang turned to look at the man in the suit beside him with a smile.

The man in the suit twitched his cheeks, and was about to speak when a loud shout came from behind: "Don't move, I'm going to shoot you!"

"You're just a defense player!"

Ma Liang said to the middle-aged man in uniform.

The middle-aged man was holding a 54 pistol, and his heart was full of surprises, but the ruthlessness and temper of being in the grassroots for a long time let him know that he must not be soft at this time. What to do in the future will not be as easy as it is now.

"Be honest, squat down for me, put your hands on your head!"

"A joint defense player, who gave your power a gun?"

As Ma Liang said, he ignored the threat of the gun and walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Ryoko!"

Grandpa Ma Liang was already showing anxiety, and the villagers at a microscopic level were also in commotion. Some people advised him not to be impulsive. The person who pointed the gun at him was not a member of the joint defense team, but the new joint defense commander in the village. Those who dare to shoot.

The middle-aged man saw Ma Liang approaching without fear, his eyes sharpened, thinking that the county had said that this was a special period anyway, the muzzle of the gun was lowered a little, aimed at the road in front of Ma Liang, and the trigger was about to be pulled with the movement of his index finger!

At this moment, he only saw a black shadow flashing in his sight, and then there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and the muzzle of the gun rose involuntarily, but a force snatched the pistol away.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man clutched his wrist and screamed back, a shiny black cat landed on the ground, with a pistol in its mouth, Shi Shi ran back to Ma Liang, and appeared on his shoulder .

"cat!"

"What a wicked cat!"

"..."

There were exclamations from all around, and a big gash appeared on the right wrist of the middle-aged man, with blood dripping down with his fingers, "You, you..."

Ma Liang took the pistol, pulled the trigger, and found that it was filled with rubber bullets. He shook his head, turned around suddenly, and shot with a "boom!", hitting a figure who was about to slip away.

The man in the suit screamed and threw himself down, hugging his knees with his hands, rolling around miserably on the ground.

Shot!

Everyone looked at Ma Liang in shock.

Ma Liang blew on the muzzle of the gun, threw the pistol back in front of the middle-aged man, and said flatly: "Get out of here, don't do it again!"

The middle-aged man grabbed back the pistol and stood up clutching his wrist, "You, you openly..."

The man in the suit realized that he hadn't become disabled, and endured the severe pain in his knees and shouted: "Sequencer, he's a sequencer!"

Sequencer?

Buzzing discussions sounded.

The villagers who had heard the science popularization began to be excited, and those who hadn't heard of it were amazed and inquired again and again. After a while, the voice of "Superman, Superman" came out.

"Lawless, lawless!"

The middle-aged man knew that he couldn't get it today, so he found a step for himself, and shouted a few times sternly. When Ma Liang saw it, he shrank back in fright, and quickly retreated to the door.

The woman who was thrown out came back to life, moaning and struggling on the ground.

The two men left the yard in a miserable state. Amidst the sound of booing, they helped the woman up and staggered towards the off-road vehicle parked at the bottom of the slope.

The villagers rushed into the yard with a coaxing sound, and they all surrounded Ma Liang.

Liangzi, Liangzi's voice can be heard endlessly, and everyone's eyes are focused with curiosity and surprise, and they are very enthusiastic.

"Ryoko, come in!"

Ma Liang's grandfather walked towards the main room with a gloomy face.

Ma Liang dealt with the surroundings and walked into the house.

"Close the door!"

Ma Liang closed the door,

Look at this house that has long faded in memory.

Very old fashioned layout.

In the middle is an Eight Immortals table, with a Taishi chair on both sides. On the Eight Immortals table are the photos of Grandma Ma Liang, an incense burner, and two plates of fruit offerings.

A bust of 186 in military uniform hangs on the main beam of the house. The walls are freshly painted, with a few New Year pictures pasted on them, and a glass photo frame with some yellowed photos inside.

There are those left by the old man in the army when he was young, those of Ma Liang's father and two uncles, and those of him and several cousins.

And certificates.

Only two of them were left by Ma Liang when he was in elementary school and middle school. One was the excellence award in the "Ode to the Motherland Singing Contest", and the other was the third place in the high jump event in the middle school sports meeting.

There is a door curtain on each side of the main room, the old man's bedroom is on the left, and his is on the right.

Seeing these, Ma Liang was really moved!

"Crack!", the old man sat on the grand master's chair and slammed the table.

"Master, don't worry, they can't do anything to me!"

"Fart, fight against the man wearing tiger skin, and even shoot..."

Ma Liang took out a small blue notebook and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it over and took a look, shaking his hand. The name on it was scary, and looking at the national emblem and special badge, there was an inexplicable air of authority.

Opening it up and looking again, Ma Liang's photo was filled with words, which made my eyes dizzy.

a long time.

The old man carefully placed the notebook on the table and asked, "What's going on?"

"Didn't they say, Superman..."

"speak English!"

"It's the Sequencer, you know when the spirituality comes, many people have become "martial arts masters", and then they are recruited by the country as special talents, so don't worry, they will know when they go back and check, and they will never dare to make trouble again."

The old man was stunned, and murmured: "No wonder you remitted so much money back, it turns out...it's all true?"

"Wow!"

The earth dog poked its head out from under the table, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue at Ma Liang.

"Meow!"

The little thing bared its teeth at Ma Liang's shoulder.

Ma Liang walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, poured a cup of tea for the old man and himself, and just sat down beside him...

"Let's go, there are no rules!"

Ma Liang shrugged his shoulders, stood up and sat down on the armchair below.

Then there was silence.

One of the grandparents smoked dry tobacco, and the other drank camellia tea.

The noise outside gradually dissipated, and the news that Ma Liang had become a sequencer might spread throughout the village in a short time.

This is also the purpose of his prestige.

The old man has a stubborn temper, eccentric personality and narrow-mindedness. He can't even get along with his own son and wife. He lives here alone. It was as if someone owed him one hundred and eighty thousand.

What happened just now, coupled with the care of the special office, should be at ease.

Both of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and suddenly felt that the sky was getting dark.

Ma Liang looked out the window in surprise, and found that the visibility was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's the matter?" The old man stood up in shock.

Ma Liang also got up, pushed open the door, and came to the yard.

The sun in the sky disappeared, and a star took the place of the sun, which was slowly dimming.

This is?

Ma Liang thought of something, and his whole body shook.

The stars grew fainter until they disappeared completely, and the sun appeared, like a faint shadow, and then became more and more obvious.

The sky was restored again, and the land transitioned from darkness to day again.

"What's the matter, this world..."

Ma Liang looked at the sky, the sun's light was gradually dazzling, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

But he knew that an extremely important moment in the setting was coming.

The Creator (false) entered the first periodic sleep.

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