Hidden Assassin

It was already night when I got home, street lights illuminated the neighboring streets, some old men and old ladies were sitting downstairs in the community talking and enjoying the shade, Julian sent her to the door and left, she was in a daze, almost forgot to say goodbye , when the Ye family waved, she waved subconsciously.

Passing through the martial arts hall in front to the living room, Duan Jingxian brought her some hot food for her to eat. Considering that she hadn't eaten anything for the past two days and the weather was hot, she made porridge for her, and then there were some dishes she liked. The mother sat on the side watching her move the chopsticks. Seeing that her mood seemed to stabilize, she casually asked, "Where did you go today?"

"I went to... the Sacred Heart College..." She put a piece of mustard in her mouth and chewed slowly, "I was looking for Sister Yahan, but she is not there anymore."

"Yahan, she's been here a few times." Ye Mu smiled and nodded, "I haven't been in Sacred Heart since she was pregnant, and she has been working in her family's company for the past two years."

Ling Jing froze for a moment: "I'm pregnant..."

"Yes, my daughter is almost three years old." Duan Jingxian turned her head to confirm with Ye Han, "The child was born in November of 2001."

"October twenty-sixth."

"Well, it's already November when you told us." She nodded, "I gave birth to a cute daughter, whose nickname is Taotao, you must like it too..."

"Tao Tao..."

As if sensing something was wrong with her daughter's mood, Duan Jingxian stopped talking, looked at her husband suspiciously, and naturally got a puzzled look. After a while, she heard Lingjing say: "If you are pregnant in October...Sister Yahan Is she... Sister Yahan married?"

"Oh. Then it's gone..." Duan Jingxian shook her head and sighed, "She also refused to say who the father of the child was. During that time, she had a lot of trouble with the family and even came to our place. At that time Xu Mo, who had been chasing her, heard that she didn't mind her having a child and wanted to marry her, but she didn't agree, so she gave birth to the child by herself. Later, Tao Tao was very cute when she was born. Her father saw it I liked it so much, so I let their mother and daughter go home. I heard last year that I kept asking Taotao’s biological father, and wanted to give Yahan a blind date, but you sister Yahan also had a good time watching Taotao She doesn't seem to have any plans in this regard, but counting...she is seven years older than you, and twenty-nine years old..."

"October 2001... November 2000... Taotao... Gu Taotao..." Lingjing put down her chopsticks. Muttering to herself, she came back from inquiring about Jiaming's news today, knowing that Jiaming had already left Wuheling after November, she seemed to have vaguely grasped a little hope in her heart, who knew that she would hear such news when she came back. Was Jia Ming with Sister Yahan after he left? They also had a daughter. Then what should I do, where is Jiaming now...

Duan Jingxian couldn't hear clearly. Although I was a little puzzled, I didn't expect Jiaming and Yahan to have a relationship. After all, it is understandable for Jiaming to be with Lingjing and Shasha, but Yahan is seven years older than them. It's not possible anymore. After a while, Lingjing lowered her head and covered her head.

"Mom, tomorrow... I'm going to see Sister Yahan..."

eleven o'clock at night. Six black cars drove into the quiet neighborhood. When they stopped by the garden outside a building, Cui Guohua and others got out of the car.

Someone was already waiting for them downstairs. A group of people went up to the second floor, Cui Guohua frowned, pushed open the half-covered door, and the bloody breath wafted out.

"The seventh time in three nights..."

The blood was flowing on the floor of the room, and it had already congealed slightly at this time. Six headless corpses were pierced by steel pipes or wooden sticks and fixed on the concrete walls. These people were more or less injured, some The person had even had his limbs cut off, and six heads were placed on the round table in the center of the room. A team member who followed Cui Guohua watched all this, sniffed the surrounding smell, and began to walk in. I came to a conclusion: "It's still those people from last night and the night before, but... there is only one today..."

"Is that the one you mentioned with the rapier as a weapon?"

"Swords and spears... But it seems that he is more interested in swords..." The man closed his eyes and felt everything around him, "As I said, it's not just physical skills, he must have supernatural powers, but he is very good at The adaptation of the ability only assists him in some subtle places, this is the truly powerful way to use it, the aesthetics of blood... What he pursues is the beauty of death..."

"He didn't chop off the heads two days ago. What was he trying to express?" Cui Guohua frowned, looking at the heads on the round table with a sad look in his eyes. He knew all these people, even if they weren't friends, at least they were friends. Be a comrade in arms. || First - Send. . ||

"I don't think it matters to express it. It has the same meaning as the killing a few days ago..." The man was speaking. Like a person with a strong reasoning ability and even a sixth sense. In the Awakening of Yanhuang, Qiao Guorui, who has a similar ability, is married and quit the group at this time, "He has plenty of time today, so he did this Thing. The perverted killer Solam also has the habit of beheading people, but that's just out of a strong desire for performance, and this person... for him, it should just be a casual thing for him, just like we were bored when we were young , and there happened to be a book by my side, so I tore up the book and folded it like a paper airplane... just conveniently..."

"Just by hand..." Cui Guohua murmured and repeated, "Although the six of Zheng Guoquan and the others were not very powerful, they had undergone rigorous training, and they died so silently, without even waking up the neighbors... ...How does this person compare to Gu Jiaming..."

"The tactics are different, Captain Cui, not to mention their level is too high, I can't make a comparison." In the bloody desolation, the person beside him laughed indifferently. He was not a member of Cui Guohua's team, but An analyst who has been following the Emei base for a long time.

"I have analyzed the data of the previous years. Gu Jiaming is not keen on fighting. Although many things like to be solved by fighting, it is just a kind of instinct that has formed a habit. It is similar to conditioned reflex. What puzzles me is this How did this instinct form? After all, he is only eighteen years old, and this person...he is not keen on fighting, but fighting and killing are not instincts, but just one of many abilities and hobbies, just like Reading, singing, and dancing are the same, and there is another point. He has a strong almost paranoid aesthetics and rules of conduct... ".

He walked to the wall and looked at the wounds on the body: "It can be considered as a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, as if a person enters the room through the front door no matter what, so even if the front door is broken and the back door is open, he will never Will go to the back door, such a person... If you can analyze his rules of conduct and understand his goals, maybe you can put him down the trap..."

"The problem is there's more than one of them..."

"That's right, I've seen two people so far, and...they're amazing, if there are more..." He shook his head. "I've read everything I can, and the rest... I'll leave it to the forensic doctor..."

Cui Guohua nodded. Slowly walked to the table, and closed the eyes of the six people who were still full of fear, astonishment and pain...

More than forty people have died in three days, plus the companions who died in Europe, this number has to be doubled again, but right now even the enemy has no clues, such a sense of powerlessness, even in the At the beginning, he had never faced the violent Jiaming. After all, Jia Ming still had room to speak in front of him at that time, but now he was facing a group of extremely powerful and unscrupulous saboteurs.

More than an hour later, the convoy drove out of the community. When approaching the gate of the community. Suddenly, the analyst sitting next to Cui Guohua was shocked. Looking at the flowerbed in front of him, his whole body seemed to be tense. Seeing him like this, Cui Guohua said attention on the intercom. The vehicle slowed down, and gradually, a figure appeared under the streetlight behind the flower garden. || First - Send. . ||

Looking at it from this angle, only the silhouette of the man can be seen, with blond hair tied into a ponytail and wearing a white suit. The man is sitting on a bench under the street lamp and reading a book. In the middle of the night, it was a strange thing for a foreigner to sit and read a book under the street lights in such a residential area. As the vehicle moved forward, everyone in the six vehicles had drawn their guns and loaded them. At the same time, the man closed his book and stood up, turned around and walked slowly towards this side.

It was a very handsome man. Although he looked a little thin under the light, his slender body naturally had a sense of elegance. He looked at this side with a smile on his face, and his pace accelerated a little. When the distance was about ten meters away , He looked at Cui Guohua's bulletproof car and bowed like a European gentleman.

In an instant, the figure suddenly magnified in everyone's field of vision.

Under the street lights, the dazzling edge.

In the surrounding vehicles, people picked up their guns and opened or kicked the doors almost in unison. Cui Guohua grabbed the collar of the analyst beside him and pulled him back violently. At the same time, he raised his gun and pointed it at He saw a figure separated by a piece of bulletproof glass, and at the same time, a sharp sword pierced into the car.

It was a long, thin European-style rapier. This man's speed is so fast that even Cui Guohua, who has undergone countless trainings, can hardly catch it. When he rushed over, he was still holding a book in his hand, but when his right hand swung out, a ray of light pierced out. The blade of the sword formed a perfect straight line. In an instant, it pierced through the bulletproof glass of the vehicle with unbelievable determination, and pointed directly at the analyst's forehead.

That kind of power is like firing a sniper rifle at close range.

Cui Guohua kicked the car door loudly.

The stabbing sword only pierced a little, and it seemed to be embedded in the car door at this time. When the car door was kicked by Cui Guohua, the blade seemed to be deflected. The blond man let go of the hilt of the sword with his right hand. As the car door opened, he held it up with his left hand and pulled it backwards. The blade of the sword drew a half-moon-shaped arc of light in the air. The body suddenly retreated four or five meters away, and when the right hand was raised again, the muzzle of a pistol was already facing this way.

Gunshots rang out from both sides, tearing the night sky apart.

Tongues of flames intersected in the night, and the firepower of the six cars covered that person, but the blond man also retreated like a ghost, and the first shaking was five or six meters away. The second time he was ten meters away, and the third time he was at the edge of the flowerbed. The bullets shot into his body, and blood bloomed on the suit, but he seemed to have nothing to do with the flashes of the gunfire. Holding the sword in his left hand by his side, the muzzle of the gun in his right hand kept shaking, shooting bullets into every car, like a dance between blood and fire, for a moment. Cui Guohua could almost see the elegant smile on his face.

With a "wow", the figure jumped into the flowerbed and disappeared, and little flowers, plants and leaves flew up under the street lamp. The book he was reading in his hand had just dropped to the ground with a bang.

Everyone chased them out, not long after. Only to find that the target had completely disappeared before their eyes.

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?" He looked at the analyst beside him. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was not injured. However, when he asked the rest of the people to report the casualties, the answer he got really made people feel bad.

"Guolin was shot. In the leg, it shouldn't be serious..."

"Zhong Ming died in the line of duty."

"Zhong Ming died in the line of duty..."

"Guoping was injured..."

Just a few seconds. With one dead and two injured, he walked out of the car at the front, looked at the corpse lying in the car, squatted down, and stood up after a long while: "Zhongming...he has joined for less than half a year..."

Looking back, the analyst surnamed Tang was picking up the book on the ground and reading it. He walked over and the other party handed over the book, which was an English version of "Evolution": "He didn't really make a move. He was just playing... "

"Playing? Then one of us died..." Cui Guohua took the book and turned a few pages.

"We can't kill him..." The analyst frowned. "I have studied the Earl's data in the base. If he is an undead at the same level as the Earl. Coupled with his own strength, he can kill us just now. The gap between ordinary people and this kind of supernatural being cannot be made up. ...It's not right, or there is only one person who can make up for it, without relying on supernatural powers at all, and can overwhelm the opponent with just physical fitness... That person might have stood by us, but unfortunately he is already dead... "

His tone was downplaying, but it was not strong, but both he and Cui Guohua knew the meaning of this incident. Five years ago, the Earl was rounded up and several teams were dispatched, but the Earl still had to lead him around in circles. If there are several people of the same level as the Earl, and their goal is Yanhuang Awakening, then what they are facing is probably the biggest crisis in the decades since the establishment of Yanhuang Awakening. .

In the night, the sirens began to approach... not long after, in a park about five or six miles away from the community.

Blonde hair, ponytail, white shirt, he has already changed into a set of clothes, and now he is sitting on a chair under the street lamp reading a book, this time it is an educational picture book "Secret of the Sun", generally speaking, it is an enlightenment book for children , but he still looked as focused as "The Theory of Relativity", dragging his cheeks, and he also had a taste of elegance.

About halfway through, a tall white man walked over. He was not very huge. He was about 1.9 meters tall and had strong muscles under his T-shirt. He didn't look rude. , he reached out to say hello to the blond man: "Hi, Victor."

"Hi, Kratos." The blond man named Victor was still concentrating on the book, and just waved his hand slightly, "How about the movie?"

"It's not bad, but the Chinese dubbing makes me feel a little bit affected." Kratos sat down beside him, "Is the book good?"

"There are ultraviolet rays in the sun."

"Well?"

"They say that the ultraviolet rays in the sun can cause fatal damage to vampires."

"Oh, don't mind." Kratos shrugged, "They said that crosses and garlic are also good. There are legends in China that the blood of black dogs can ward off evil spirits, and it may also scare away vampires... After all, what is ultraviolet light? What is it?"

"The blood of a black dog... is indeed very dirty..." Victor thought for a while, "Light has various wavelengths, and using a prism or something to separate white light into different colors is indeed a very interesting experiment. But I read some books, the main function of ultraviolet rays is to sterilize bacteria, they are indeed a very destructive light, but... are the resistance of vampires even worse than that of bacteria?"

"Maybe the vampires they're talking about aren't the same as vampires. Something like a Chinese zombie..."

"Kratos, Kratos..." Victor shook his head helplessly, "I'm going to get myself a laboratory after I go back... Uh, maybe go to school to learn the necessary knowledge first, and then really study our Blood, I watched a movie called Resident Evil a few days ago. You know, in some legends, if a person bitten by a vampire cannot go through the first embrace, he will become an unconscious zombie, and an unconscious zombie can also kill other people. Turning people into zombies, if it can be done... Kratos. What do you think about a world that's completely rotten?"

"It's disgusting..."

"Yes." Victor nodded, "but maybe we can make the first hug easier. By the way... I do have an aversion to the sun, although not strongly. But maybe there is some kind of poisonous substance in the sunlight, Extract them, if you encounter the same kind, you can kill them faster..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind: "I object."

Walking out from there was a tall and thin man in a black shirt. He frowned and his eyes were a bit dark: "Humans invented gunpowder. It led to the industrial revolution, so they became easier to kill themselves. .In a sense, they are committing suicide at a faster rate, so, Victor, I object to your similar research. Death and blood should be an art, and what we should pursue is not efficiency."

"What if someone of the same kind conducts research, Peter."

"It's really a hopelessly stupid question. You gain strength because others have fallen. In order to survive, do you have to be more depraved than others?"

"I'll think about it." Victor nodded. "This is just a research based on curiosity, because there will be no one else to do it except us. I will be very sad if I don't know the result...Of course, I will talk about it later..."

Kratos made a seat for the newcomer Peter: "I just want to solve this matter quickly. I don't like that man named Yu Shouxi very much. Since he knows our existence, he will finish this matter." Shouldn't we then go to Japan and kill him?"

Victor turned his head: "Peter, you went to observe there today, how is their strength?"

"I can feel a strong and chaotic spiritual power. In addition, there is an old man with strong power. I was almost discovered by her..."

"Powerful and chaotic mental power..." Victor frowned.

"Obviously he is an evolutionary who cannot control himself, but that power is indeed terrifying and special. If it is the ability to fight, it will become quite terrifying after going crazy, but if it is just an auxiliary...as an ordinary person, I think All he can get is endless headaches..."

"Poor man... what about the monk's ashes?"

"No news."

Victor sighed: "Then we have to wait. The battles in the last two days have been boring. Maybe they can only show us something interesting if they are pushed to the point of real despair."

"Then, before Victoria arrives, let them really feel the breath of despair." Peter stood up with a smile on his sinister face, "At that time, destroy them together, especially the strong ones. At the last moment of life, the most brilliant feelings will bloom..."

That night, I had a dream, and when I woke up in the early morning, I was in a trance, as if I was still immersed in the past in the dream.

In the dream they were still at school, the teacher was giving lectures on it, Jia Ming was lying on the table in a daze, she was sitting next to Jia Ming, after a while, the teacher came over and scolded him fiercely, he was looking for textbooks in the desk, but why I couldn't find it either, so I took a textbook from the previous age and laid it out. After a while, the teacher asked Jiaming to answer the question. Jiaming stood up, but naturally there was nothing in the book. She put the book over, showed it to him secretly, and pointed to the answers in the textbook.

However, before Jia Ming could answer, the teacher found out about this little trick. Jia Ming was punished to stand there all the time, and she was also scolded, feeling resentful in her heart.

So during the whole class, he stood and she sat, with a slight resentment towards him in his heart, the book was placed in the middle of the desk, the two of them read together, she pinched him, and he just smiled helplessly.

In the dream, they were already very old, and they had already reached high school. At that age, they had already slept together and lived together. But in fact, they haven't been in the same class since they entered junior high school, and the mood between her and him in the dream is also very jerky, as if they are still at the same table in elementary school, best friends, she is still his big sister , the appearance of hating iron but not steel, strangeness and familiarity are mixed together like this...

She didn't know what this dream symbolized, but the feeling was very real. She just sat on the bed like that, watching the small electric fan at the end of the bed blowing, and the silver moonlight coming in from the window, immersed in that feeling, quietly. quietly waiting for the dawn...

I recommend a book, "Golden Finger of the Great Song Dynasty", I won't introduce too much, because I have fallen into the pit, so let everyone jump together^^

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