Dc Violence -Kun

The darker the night, the more beautiful the stars can be brought out.

The sky hung on the dark curtain like jewels.

The dark blue and white villas have a classic charm, but the furniture is arranged in specifications, which looks regular and decent, but it is a bit solemn and extra solemn, which makes people feel that the villa has Somewhat unsmiling feeling.

For the owner of the villa, as well as the people living in the villa, outsiders dare not do it casually.

Only Louis Jr. and Sam Lane Vice Admiral are in the villa.

Sam Ryan accompanied his daughter to play with the doll for a while, and the daughter clucked up and abandoned it to catch him, and then took her to spin again.

Warm and happy, he rarely spends time with his daughter, so he is very happy.

It’s just that the little girl is small after all, and can’t play for half an hour. In the daytime, although she is not at home, the little girl is very active and wild. She crawls and jumps everywhere, until the evening, she is tired and soft. Finally hung on Sam Lane's chest, and fell asleep with a gentle patting on the back by Sam Lane.

Sam Lane smiled knowingly, and put her on the bed gently. The daughter slept with her mouth openly, as if she was eating in a dream, making Sam Lane laugh.

After gently kissing her daughter's forehead, the daughter turned over again with her mouth pouting. Obviously the little scum from the father made her itchy and uncomfortable.

He gently covered the quilt, smiled and shook his head, but in his heart he lamented his daughter's cuteness, cuteness, cuteness...

Hold it in the palm of your hand, hold it in your mouth, for fear of melting cuteness.

Lightly pressing the handle of the door, closing it tightly, and then slowly letting go, closing the door with a slight voice, without waking up his daughter. Sam Lane seemed to heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, lifted his heels, and left the door. Then the more and more dragons and tigers walk, the momentum is steady.

He went up to the study room on the third floor, entered the study room, lit up with a soft warm light tone, and sat on a chair.

suddenly.

There was a familiar feeling once, as if I had experienced this period of time, and then I was turned over again, and remembered again.

Sam Lane stopped for a moment.

His eyelids trembled slightly and opened, and suddenly there was a heartbeat, and his eyes were slightly tired. Looking around the study room, the soft warm light color makes it easy to fall asleep.

He exhaled.

Is it too tired?

He squeezed the bridge of his nose, refreshed, and looked at the test file in front of the desk.

His thoughts returned to the front.

With these...I can't defeat General Vic, these evidences are too weak.

Sam Ryan put down the test file, stood up, took a bottle of brandy on the clamp on the other side, opened it, and poured half a glass of wine into the glass.

Holding the wine glass, he walked to the window and opened it.

The cold night breeze was blowing on his face, his face was itchy, cool and refreshing, giving him a touch of real feeling.

The night sky outside the window is still bright and beautiful, and the curtain is dotted with diamond stars.

He drank half a glass of brandy in one sip, the hot sensation brought him back to reality, and the sensation in his body and throat made him clearly spicy to himself.

He always felt like he was watching TV, not in it, and now it was so spicy that he was back to reality.

It took him a long time to recover.

Looked at the clock hung on the wall.

23:10

Time flies... unconsciously fast.

He pondered slightly, maybe he could contact Pamelo Di and snatch this biological warrior from General Vic's hands. General Vic was too wasteful. It would be better for him to live if he wanted to kill Pamelo Di.

It may be alive to provide some research materials for the US military.

After thinking about it for half an hour, Sam Lane decided something and turned off the light in the study.

Going down to the study room on the third floor, he gently opened the door of his daughter's room and took a look at the daughter who was sleeping. He didn't know why, but he always felt that there should be something in his daughter's room.

For example, a white figure? …ghost?

He finally shook his head, feeling a little nervous.

Seeing that his daughter's room was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief and went straight, he went back to his room and fell asleep soon.

…………

Badi deleted some memories of Sam Lane, but did not change the memory. Any behavior that is too large for the memory will produce uncoordinated differences. The more you move in the memory, the more uncoordinated. There are aspects that make me feel strange.

It seems to have a sense of sight.

It seems to have experienced it before.

Badi deleted Sam Ryan’s memory about the film photos and did not modify his memory, but he implanted the subconscious that Badi wanted from the depths, and the subconscious would continue to ferment in his thoughts, allowing him to escort him. convoy.

The next time he meets, he will just subconsciously use Badi to advance his career and protect Badi.

Moisturizes things silently, and transforms into them latently.

Deal with Sam Lane, and Bhadi will deal with the death knell again.

In the same way, the death knell was awake, staring with suppressed fear, unable to speak, unable to hear, and unable to move the body, with three information detection needles inserted above his head like a teletubbies.

The death knell is stronger than Sam Lane, and the brain has too much information thinking, so it is much more difficult than Sam Lane.

"Extract his memory."

Ba Di was holding his left hand with his right hand, rubbing his thumb lightly on the palm of his left hand, and fell into thinking.

For the death knell, he arranged the identity of an enemy. The death knell will be the person who is most familiar with Palladium, the death knell will be the person who has been directed at Palladium, and the death knell will be Palladian's enemy.

With Hera's "extraction complete."

Ba Di's eyes flashed brightly, officially setting out the future of the death knell.

"To downplay his desire to inform others of my alien identity, and to enhance his resentment, self-esteem, and competitive spirit towards me, and has always wanted to kill me and prove himself more powerful."

"I will deal with General Vic later."

"The death knell will flee here after I leave, fleeing here with the future I want."

"In the future, the death knell will be the person who knows me most."

"Death knell, you will build a country in Africa, recruit countless mercenaries, and become the king of mercenaries, just to be able to kill me."

"I will send someone to fight with you, against you."

"At the same time, in the process of harassing me without interruption, you will spy, snatch, steal, and do everything you can to obtain the various technologies and medicines I have invented to extend your lifespan and strengthen your armed forces."

"You will be the person who knows me the most in this world, every movement and meaning of my actions."

"One day, when the heroes of the world will unite against me."

"You will join them, or maybe they will find you to join."

"Because... you know me best."

"By then..."

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