Life Copy Game

He Ao put the suitcase in his hand into the arms of Jia Qian who was standing aside. His figure suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of the monster who was thrown into the corner of the alley.

At this moment, the monster had just fallen to the ground. Mi Mi Huhu was lying on the ground and had not yet stood up. He Ao stood in front of his head and suddenly raised his right leg, with his toes over his shoulders, his legs standing straight in the shape of a '1', and then Suddenly cracked.

boom--

With a loud noise, the monster's triangular head was hammered back to the ground, shattering the originally bumpy concrete floor again and splashing out several pieces of cement fragments.

The originally dizzy monster fell into some kind of dizziness again.

He Ao stepped on the monster's head, raised the crutch in his hand, and glanced at the monster's body.

This monster's body is covered with fine and hard scales, and its energy gathering point is under the thick scales, at the deepest part of its body.

The crutch in He Ao's hand is a blunt instrument. Although there is a tip at the bottom, it is not sharp enough. The spiritual consciousness can only enhance the original texture and strength of the crutch, but cannot enhance its sharpness.

In this case, either use brute force to attack the same place multiple times, use crutches to directly penetrate the monster's body and crush its energy collection point, or high-frequency attacks can cause internal injuries to the monster through the conduction of power.

But no matter which method is used, it consumes a lot of power and takes a long time.

Although Situ's body has been able to withstand super memory as his martial arts has improved, if he uses super memory for too long, it will still have a greater impact on He Ao's state.

And in the very short period of time when He Ao paused to think about tactics, Yin Xiya, who was at the entrance of the alley, seemed to have discovered He Ao's difficulty. She grabbed the object behind her waist with her hand that was originally close to her waist and threw it, " "Old man, knife!"

The folded butterfly knife slashed through the air, making a violent sound of splitting the air.

He Ao didn't look back and stretched out his hand,

boom--

He just caught the butterfly knife flying in the air in his hand.

At the same time, he withdrew his foot from stepping on the monster's head.

At this time, the monster also recovered from its dizzy state and slowly raised its head.

He Ao's hand holding the cane gave a thumbs up to Yin Xiya behind him.

Then he jumped up, and the beautiful butterfly knife unfolded in his hand, revealing a blade as sharp as a night fang.

Roar--

The monster roared violently and wanted to use the sharp cone on its head to hit He Ao's body in the air. However, it was too late at this moment. He Ao had already jumped on its back and took advantage of the situation to use the butterfly knife that had been unfolded in his hand. Plug it in.

The sharp blade instantly pierced the monster's scales and penetrated into its flesh.

What a knife!

This time He Ao did not cover the blade with his consciousness at all.

This knife easily broke through the powerful armor of this C-class monster.

In fact, when He Ao used this knife to kill Werther last night, he already felt that it was a good knife, but he did not expect that this knife was so sharp.

Accompanied by the severe pain that pierced the body, the monster shook its body violently, trying to throw He Ao off its back.

He Ao followed the rhythm of the monster's shaking, and the blade moved downwards, sliding along the way, cutting more scales, making bigger wounds, and purple blood overflowed along the monster's body.

At the same time, the crutch covered with spiritual consciousness held by He Ao in his other hand almost violently inserted his front and rear feet into the monster's cut wound.

The polished crutch was like piercing tofu, forcefully piercing the flesh and blood inside the monster, penetrating the deepest energy core of his body.

In just an instant, the body of the monster, which was still shaking violently, stiffened, and its head, which was raised high, dropped and fell to the ground.

He Ao slowly pulled out the crutch with the crank already immersed in the monster's body. He did not turn off his super memory at this moment, but was still looking at the monster's body.

A huge twisted shadow, as if countless souls were stitched together, shrouded the monster. This seemed to be the monster's 'soul'.

Under He Ao's gaze, this soul did not slowly dissipate like a normal death, but suddenly shrank, as if it was clenched by an invisible hand, and then pulled up and disappeared into the void.

In the depths of the void, something 'took' the monster's soul.

However, He Ao had no time to think about this phenomenon at this moment. While looking at the monster's soul, he also violently threw the butterfly knife that was pulled out of his hand.

At the moment when his soul was 'taken away', a black drone suddenly jumped out from the alleyway on the other side.

There was a small laser cannon hanging on it. At this moment, the laser cannon had already gathered its brilliance, and it automatically aimed the muzzle at Yin Xiya who was standing on the roadside.

Yin Xiya quickly discovered the drone. Seeing the light gathering at the muzzle, she subconsciously pushed Jia Qian away from her.

Her beautiful eyes widened little by little, and her vagina shrank.

Her talent was not improved in defense. If this laser cannon hit a vital point, she would not survive for long even if she did not die immediately.

boom--

The expected burst of laser did not appear. The sword light streaking through the void with a sonic boom pierced the flickering muzzle, pierced the energy core of the drone, and exploded under the bright and dim sky. A shining spark.

At the time of the explosion, He Ao had already walked in front of Jia Qian who was pushed by Yin Xiya, reached out to catch Jia Qian, raised his crutch, and knocked away a drone part that flew from the explosion like a baseball. It hit the wall with a bang.

He Ao glanced at Jia Qian in his arms. The little girl was obviously frightened by the scene just now. Her eyes were wide open and she seemed to have no reaction.

"Take a deep breath."

He Ao lowered his tone and said softly.

It wasn't until He Ao's voice rang in her ears that Jia Qian came back to her senses. She took a deep breath, ruffled her nose, hugged the suitcase in her hand, raised her head and looked at He Ao, and used her belt to He said with a slightly choked voice,

"Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm not afraid."

Then she lowered her head and glanced at the wreckage of the drone on the ground, and took another deep breath.

"It's okay."

He Ao reached out and gently touched his granddaughter's head. Then he led Jia Qian and walked to Yin Xiya who was in shock.

At this moment, the butterfly knife was nailed to the lamppost on the side of the road. The entire blade had not penetrated into the lamppost, leaving only a small section of the handle exposed.

This is the result of He Ao controlling the force and the drone bearing part of the force.

If He Ao had just thrown it harder, the butterfly knife would have penetrated the entire street light pole, flew to the other side of the street, and penetrated the glass of the shop opposite.

He Ao let go of Jia Qian's hand, stepped lightly, jumped into the air, and grasped the small exposed handle of the knife.

Then he put the crank handle of the crutch against the lamp pole with his other hand and used the force to support it. Then he slowly used force on the handle of the knife and pulled the butterfly knife out of the lamp pole.

Then his body fell and landed on the ground.

At the same time, his eyes scanned the surroundings.

Although there was a big movement just now, there was almost no one around at this time. Only a few nearby store clerks who were looking at the store were attracted by the explosion and looked puzzled.

He Ao flipped his palm, folded the butterfly knife back, and handed it to Yin Xiya, "Your knife."

At this time, Yin Xiya just woke up from a dream. She raised her head and glanced at He Ao, "Wait a moment."

Then she immediately turned around, looked at the people gathered around her, took out an ID card from her clothes and unfolded it, "FBI, special security drill, please don't get too close, be careful of accidental injury."

Then she took out several small machines from her pocket, turned to look at He Ao, "This is the isolation grating,"

She reached out and squeezed, and a laser grating projection appeared in front of her, "Can you help me arrange it?"

"good."

He Ao nodded and took the small machines.

Jia Qian also came to her senses, picked up the grating excitedly, and arranged it with He Ao and Yin Xiya.

Soon, the three of them set up a laser isolation zone nearby.

"I have contacted my colleagues and they will come right away. It may take a while."

Yin Xiya patted her chest and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Only now did she have time to breathe heavily, "This is the second time I have been close to death in my life. The last time was last night."

"Looks like they're targeting you."

He Ao glanced at the people separated by the isolation zone, turned his back to the crowd, and said casually.

"Probably," Yin Xiya breathed a sigh of relief, "But as you said before, the more excited they are, the more important it turns out that what I found is more important."

"Who is your FBI?"

He Ao asked with some confusion.

"Temporary agent, unregistered,"

Yin Xiya smiled and took out the certificate and showed it to He Ao, "We do not receive wages from the FBI, nor do we accept calls from the FBI. The KJIT Foundation does this to all higher-level employees in the Pollution Cleanup Department. I got this certificate so that we can temporarily use the FBI’s reputation to do things.”

He Ao glanced at her ID.

This ID was different from the previous ID of Ander's official employee. It only had a simple FBI emblem, Yin Xiya's photo, name, and temporary number on it. It looked unusually simple.

"You have a relationship with the FBI?"

Ho asked.

"Yes, in fact, cleaning up pollution monsters across cities should be the responsibility of the FBI. However, the FBI in such a small city may not even have a C-level one and cannot handle the situation of pollution monsters. It’s dangerous and the returns are low.”

Yin Xiya explained, "I heard that the Kjet Group found a way to deal with Irons and obtained special authorization from the FBI, allowing the Pollution Cleanup Department to deal with the pollution monster alone without the FBI getting involved.

"Of course, the final cleanup of the pollution monster will be counted in the FBI's 'performance'."

It sounds like a 'good thing' to get a performance for nothing without putting in any money or effort.

But in contrast, the FBI actually transferred some of its rights, and to a certain extent, the Pollution Cleanup Department took over some of its responsibilities.

Of course, in more than a dozen cities within the Pollution Cleanup Department's sphere of influence, the Kjet Group has actually achieved the achievement of directly controlling the city, or indirectly controlling the city by uniting with local large consortiums.

In this case, the Kjet Group is fully capable of blindfolding the FBI branches in these cities and plugging their ears.

So for the FBI, they actually have no choice. By delegating power to the Pollution Cleanup Department, they can at least know some information reported from the Pollution Cleanup Department, and even know some intelligence about pollution monsters.

But from a behavioral point of view, the Kejit Group went over the top.

In most cities controlled by the consortium, the FBI maintains normal functions. Of course, the consortium can find ways to make the FBI turn a blind eye.

But apart from the Kjet Group, He Ao has not heard of any consortium that has forced the FBI to give up part of its power.

As a super consortium that has only become one of the top 20 in the federation in recent decades, the Kejet Group always behaves like an emerging consortium.

"Has this 'cooperation' lasted for a long time?"

He Ao asked casually.

"Not long ago, it seems to have happened in the past two years,"

Yin Xiya thought for a while, "Originally, the actions of the Pollution Cleanup Department were done under the cover of the name, using the name of the security company hired by the Kaijit Group. However, under those circumstances, the actions were inevitably a little timid. I didn't know it later. How did the group manage Irons' side so that we could act directly in the name of the FBI?"

"It seems that QJET Group really attaches great importance to the pollution cleanup department,"

He Ao spread his hand and handed the butterfly knife to Yin Xiya again, "Your knife."

Yin Xiya glanced at the folded butterfly knife in He Ao's hand, and slowly took it. She smiled and glanced at Jia Qian aside, "This knife was actually made by my grandfather."

He Ao glanced at her in surprise and said slowly, "This is one of the best knives I have ever seen."

"Thanks,"

Yin Xiya lowered her head and glanced at the knife in her hand.

"When my grandfather was young, he studied with a wandering swordsmith, but halfway through his studies, he was coaxed and coaxed back home by his great-grandfather, who asked him to get married and start a career.

"When he got old, he often laughed at himself in front of me that he was a 'half-baked' swordsmith. Although he was already a well-known cold weapon master at that time, many extraordinary people came to him to make weapons. My talent sequence , is one of his rewards for making weapons.

"I am her youngest granddaughter. When I was born, he was already very old. After he turned sixty, he stopped making weapons for others. Instead, he used most of his possessions to buy the materials and made them at home. Tinker.

"When I was young, my parents were often away from home, so I was always fostered by him. He said he wanted to build a truly extraordinary 'sword'."

Yin Xiya turned over the butterfly knife in her hand and looked at the delicate patterns on it carefully.

"It took him a long time and used up all the materials to finally create this butterfly knife. He said that he was not good at learning and could not make the best sword, so he could only settle for the second best and make one. Knife.

“The knife still didn’t meet his expectations, but he knew it was his limit.

"The handle of this knife is 5 cm long, the blade is 5 cm long, and the total length is 44 cm. It has two forms,"

Yin Xiya unfolded the butterfly knife with her backhand, revealing the blade that reflected a little cold light inside.

"The first type is a butterfly knife, the blade can be unfolded and retracted, and the second type,"

Yin Xiya reached out and moved a hidden mechanical lever on the handle of the knife, and two pins popped out from the bottom of the handle. "It can be connected to a custom-made metal rod through these pins to form a gun or spear.

"My grandfather said that he originally wanted to make a metal pole that matched the butterfly knife, but he passed away before he started."

She raised her head and glanced at He Ao, then continued,

“My grandfather gave me this knife before he died. His teacher once said to him, ‘A good weapon, in the hands of a good person, can save countless people, but in the hands of an evil person, it can also harm countless people. ''The happiest time for a swordsmith is when he forges a good sword and then entrusts the sword to the right person. '

"My grandpa said he was a half-baked swordsmith, so he didn't have a sword, he only had this little knife,"

Yin Xiya closed the latch at the bottom of the handle, folded the blade back into the handle, and handed the butterfly knife in her hand to He Ao, "But he still hopes that I can help find the right owner for this knife."

"This is a good knife and worth a lot of money,"

He Ao did not take the butterfly knife, but said slowly, "And I am not necessarily the right person you are looking for."

"Actually, old sir, when I saw you last night and you returned the knife to me, I felt that you should be the 'right person' that my grandfather wanted to find,"

Yin Xiya smiled. She did not directly persuade He Ao, but continued,

"Before this, I always felt that 'K' should be the right person, but he is too mysterious. I have been looking for him for more than a year, but I have not been able to find any trace of him. But luckily, I met you, "

Yin Xiya turned to look at He Ao, "Old sir, you can exert the maximum power of this knife better than me. I believe you can lead it to the right path better than me. And you saved me twice. My Life, can’t it offset this ‘high value’?”

He Ao still had no intention of taking the knife.

"Old sir, do you know why grandpa left this knife to me?"

Yin Xiya glanced at He Ao and then at Jia Qian, "Because he felt that among all his children and grandchildren, I was the only one who would abide by his last wish and give this knife to the right person. 'People, instead of keeping the knife for themselves or selling it for a good price."

She looked at He Ao and said, "Old sir, this is my grandfather's last wish, and it is also the belief he passed on to me, hoping that I can stick to it, and you need this knife more than me now."

"I don't know how long I can use this knife,"

He Ao finally took the knife. He glanced at Yin Xiya, unfolded the butterfly knife, and carefully looked at the blade in his hand, "I will contact you when I no longer need this knife."

"good."

Yin Xiya nodded slightly, knowing that this was the limit.

She stretched and let out a long sigh of relief. She glanced at He Ao and smiled, "It feels like a stone that has been weighing on my heart for more than ten years has finally been let go at this moment."

Then she raised her bracelet, glanced at the information on it, and then turned to look at He Ao, "Old sir, my colleagues will be here soon. I asked them to bring over the box where I installed the black market account equipment. ”