Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

In the smoky house, Alpha looked at the wine under the quilt with a serious face. Le Xiao and Niya were both drunk and sleeping in the room on the second floor. The light and shadow screen still showed the location of the previous emergency contact signal, as well as the surrounding 5 kilometers. map within.

"What's wrong, daughter, are you still worried about your friend?"

Avano on the other side asked, and Alpha nodded. The worry was not unreasonable. Although the old man was indeed very smart, he was already over 100 years old and his body was no longer young. Quasimodo should still be looking for the old man. , people from Section 2 should have been dispatched.

But Alpha still felt vaguely uneasy. She put her hand on her forehead. If she had known better, she would not have told the old man that she wanted to investigate Xu Ming's wife and children. It was her mistake. Now that she thinks about it carefully, investigating Xu Ming's wife and children is a good idea. En only told himself at the time that Jean should have considered it before entrusting him with the investigation, because something like this would happen. There were mutants and biochemically modified people among the enemies. When facing such enemies, it would be better to investigate by yourself. There is no need to worry about this, but the wise man is different. He should have found some clues before going there himself.

A sound of footsteps came from the stairs behind her. Violet took the black maid Micah downstairs, and their hands were still a little wet.

"I've already brushed against the two of them. They're both very drunk."

Violet said as she walked over and sat next to Alpha, taking away the almost burnt cigarette butt from Alpha's mouth with one hand.

"If you are worried, you should go over there now. We will take care of that lady."

Alpha sighed and threw his head back.

"Even now and in the past, nothing can be solved. I just hope that the old man can turn the crisis into good."

Avano said with a relaxed smile.

"A long time ago, I also did business with that old man. He was a very shrewd guy. At least in my opinion, the smarter the person, the more prepared he is before doing something. He will have two or three hands or even more The back move of the hand.”

Alpha nodded, thinking of Niya, who had just sobered up, grabbing Lexiao to drink, and getting drunk again. As a result, the two of them became drunk for a while and then passed out. No matter when, this sister and Xiao The children are no different, they have not changed since a long time ago, and Niya has not been home for a long time because she is too happy.

"I hope so!"

It hurts so much, I'm going to die, it hurts me so much, please hurry up and take me to the hospital!

The wise man, whose hands and feet could no longer move, seemed to be about to die. He could only hold his breath. He had not suffered such a serious crime for a long time. He originally thought he was dead, but this guy suddenly appeared in front of him and saved him. , seems to be very powerful. Wise men know what the particles of different colors represent. Mutants with particles of seven colors are all mutants who have awakened the power of God. These seven colors of particles are called the power of God. , the most common one is red, this kind of orange particle with the ability of cell agglomeration and materialization, the wise man has only seen the fat man Locke use it.

Despite the pain, the wise man still wondered who the person in front of him was?

"I said, can you please stop beating me and take me to the hospital first? I'm an old man."

Before the wise man finished speaking, Werther had already turned around and slashed at Becky on his left with the sword in his hand.

brush

Along with a rapid sound of breaking through the air, red scabs appeared on the surface of Becky's body. She crossed her hands to protect her body and jumped back.

The wise man's eyes widened and he saw thick scabs gathered on Becky's arms, at least more than ten centimeters thick. But if the scabs hadn't been so thick, he would have been cut into two pieces by now. There were two clearly visible dents on the surface of the thick red scab, but Becky's arm was still scratched and blood was flowing out.

"I asked if I could"

Werther smiled, raised one hand, and the wise man slowly floated up.

"I'm sorry, I think you can still endure it for a while. If your hands are disabled, I will ask little Noah to help you install two mechanical walls. I guarantee that you will be more flexible than your previous hands."

The wise man looked at Werther in shock. He instantly guessed who the guy in front of him was. He looked at the orange particles covering himself in disbelief. A warm cloud surrounded his body. The guy in front of him seemed to have no intention of anyone. Notice, intend to solve the problem yourself.

"It seems that you understand my intentions and identity, so it will be easier to talk. I hope you will selectively forget what happened tonight. This is something that absolutely cannot be leaked. Or do you plan to do it now?"

The wise man nodded and landed gently on the top of a house behind him.

"Then hurry up. Although it's good to have the robotic arm installed, I still think my original hands and feet are better. No matter what, the original ones are better."

Werther smiled, walked slowly to the edge of the roof, and looked at Becky who was squatting on the ground opposite him. He did not use all his strength, otherwise Becky would have been cut into two pieces.

"The gap in strength is already obvious."

As Becky spoke, he suddenly stared at the five remaining mutants who wanted to run around. In an instant, orange particles covered a large area of ​​hundreds of meters around them.

Several mutants stepped on the ground and ejected. Their eyes widened when they passed through the orange particles. One second later, their bodies turned into countless pieces of meat, scattered with splattering blood.

"Remember Becky, in my blade field, all particles have the ability to become blades. I don't want to say it again, it's better for you to surrender quickly."

As he spoke, Werther slowly arched his body and held the orange sword in his right hand. Becky's eyes widened.

"Your hands will be chopped off in the next second."

As he spoke, the orange particles scattered around suddenly began to beat uneasily, and the houses were continuously cut into pieces by invisible blades as easily as tofu.

There was a hint of anger in Werther's eyes, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Becky stared at Werther quietly, pressing the communicator with one hand.

"It looks like I'm dead tonight. Teacher Witte, can you please let me go for the sake of the past?"

Swish

Becky's eyes widened as she saw that three of the fingers of her left hand that were pressing on the communicator were instantly cut off, and the communicator was also torn apart.

"My patience has its limits Becky, it seems no more needs to be said."

call

For a moment, Becky only saw a flash of orange light appearing in front of his eyes, and the furious face of Werther in the light. He closed his eyes with a dead look on his face.