Medical Sovereign

Without saying a word, Siya took advantage of everyone's attention to Ding Ning and pulled Ding Lianyou away.

Ding Qianlie was confused. Just when he was about to break free from her hand, Ding Ning's urgent voice came in his mind: "Sister, don't ask anything, don't say anything, just follow Siya."

She had unconditional trust in Ding Ning. After hearing this, she immediately gave up her struggle and followed Siya to the bathroom obediently.

Just out of concern and worry, she turned back and took a deep look at Ding Ning, and saw a group of security guards waving rubber sticks beating Ding Ning, who was protecting his head with his hands.

Even though she knew that those rubber rollers could not bring any harm to Ding Ning, seeing Ding Ning being beaten still made her eyes turn red instantly, and she struggled hard to turn around and rush back.

Siya's apologetic voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "I'm sorry, young lady."

Before Ding Qianlie could realize what was going on, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

Siya stuck out her tongue, half-armed the unconscious Ding Qianlie and walked towards the hiding place. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she dragged Ding Qianlie and hid behind a set of sofas, then quietly took out the teleportation seat base and installed it under the sofa. The teleportation array was activated and disappeared instantly.

"Huh!"

In the crowd, a man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing plain glasses and a mole on the corner of his eye let out an undetectable exclamation and turned to look at the place where Siya and Ding Qianlie disappeared.

But there was no one there at the moment, and the teleportation base was hidden behind the sofa, so naturally he didn't find anything.

This made him frown, and a suspicious look flashed in his eyes. He had clearly sensed special energy fluctuations in that direction just now, so how could he not find anything? Could it be that I sensed something wrong?

But he has always believed in sailing the ship with caution. Just in case, he touched his ears covered by his hair and whispered in an inaudible voice: "Be at my seven o'clock direction." , there was an abnormal energy fluctuation near the set of brown sofas, check it out."

"clear."

A steady and powerful voice came from the headset.

In the underground parking lot of a shopping mall two streets away from the Zixing Pavilion Club, a man and a woman were sitting in a Toyota commercial vehicle.

The woman sitting in the driver's seat was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, which outlined her perfect and graceful figure.

Her cloud-like hair flows elegantly around her shoulders, and under her forehead-length bangs is a standard oval face that is quite characteristic of an oriental classical woman.

The small palm-sized face has a delicate nose and a tan mouth, and a pair of big eyes dotted like ink, occupying almost one-third of the entire face, like a character stepping out of a cartoon.

It's just that the cartoon girl who was supposed to be extremely cute and beautiful is now like an eternal iceberg. There is no expression on her beautiful face, exuding an indifference that is repulsive to people thousands of miles away. She is concentrating on carefully wiping a sword in her hand.

It seemed that in her eyes, except for this knife, there was nothing in the world that could attract her attention.

It was a chilling demon sword that exuded a heart-stopping terrifying aura. At one glance, one could not help but be attracted by it and fall into boundless killing.

The man was a Chinese young man with long hair. He seemed to be extremely afraid of the sword. He was sitting far away on the carpeted floor of the trunk, his fingers flying, tapping flexibly on the keyboard placed on his knees.

What is shocking is that the interior of this business car, which looks very ordinary on the outside, is very sci-fi. The overall structure of the interior of the car is actually made of special alloy, full of metallic texture.

The entire car body on the left exudes a dreamlike faint blue light, and turns out to be a large display screen, clearly showing the scene in the Zixing Pavilion Club.

As the commands on the keyboard are issued, the screen

The angle of view moved quickly and quickly locked on the set of brown sofas that the man with the mole was talking about.

The long-haired young man stared sharply at the screen, tapping his fingers on the keyboard, and the screen continued to zoom in, looking for all possible sources of abnormal energy fluctuations.

Seeing the normal scene, the long-haired young man chewed gum, shrugged, and complained nonchalantly: "Where did the abnormal energy fluctuations come from? The king is too cautious."

"King never does anything he's not sure about. It's better to be careful."

The iceberg girl in the driver's seat said coldly.

The long-haired young man curled his lips and seemed a little unconvinced, but he seemed to be extremely afraid of women. He did not dare to refute, and continued to type on the keyboard in boredom. The brown sofa continued to blur and gradually became three-dimensional under his instructions.

"Huh!"

The long-haired young man's casual expression suddenly turned serious, staring at the enlarging three-dimensional screen.

"What happened? Did you find anything?"

Although the Bingshan woman has always been indifferent, taciturn and rarely speaks, she was not really indifferent when it came to the success or failure of this operation, so she asked casually.

"There is indeed a weak interference of supernatural energy, but I can't confirm what it is without seeing the actual object."

The long-haired young man watched as the image in the three-dimensional screen was disturbed by a group of energy and turned into a group of faint light spots. He frowned and said uncertainly.

The iceberg girl glanced at the tiny ball of light on the screen. There was no emotion on Furui Muha's face, as if it had nothing to do with her, and she lowered her head and continued to wipe the sword in her hand.

The long-haired young man seemed to have long been accustomed to the iceberg woman's indifference, and had no intention of communicating with her. He reported directly to the king through the headset.

After King received the report, he only hesitated for a moment and said lightly, "I know, don't worry about it" and then said nothing.

The long-haired young man stared closely at the light group on the screen, with a fiery color flashing in his eyes. He is the world's top hacker, and he is also a crazy lover of mysterious energetics. He is obsessed with all kinds of strange energies that cannot be explained by science. Have extraordinary interests.

Although he couldn't be sure what this light group was, he was sure that it was definitely not some kind of communication jamming device, but a new type of supernatural energy that he had never been exposed to before.

Because the energy detector he independently developed can ignore most known energy interference, only unknown mysterious energy can make the energy detector unable to detect the current situation.

If he didn't figure out what the strange energy was, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Thinking of this, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't care less about the task. He suddenly covered his stomach, his face full of pain. He said: "Ying, I suddenly have a stomachache. I need to go to the toilet. Please help me."

"My job is to respond, not to take over for anyone."

Sakura said coldly without raising her head.

The long-haired young man looked embarrassed, but he also knew that Sakura was such an inhumane and cold woman. When he first met Sakura, he didn't understand her temperament and even flirted with her.

As a result, she almost killed him with a knife. If the king hadn't interceded for him, the grass on his grave would have been half a foot high.

Although after getting along with her later, I learned that she is actually a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, otherwise she would not have taken the most dangerous cover and retreat tasks many times, but she is still cold and repulsive when getting along with everyone. Looks like thousands of miles away.

"I'll be fine soon, just a moment, just a moment, please!"

The long-haired young man who had already figured out her personality had long been accustomed to her attitude. He took off his headset, said something with a playful smile, opened the car door, jumped out, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Sakura put away the knife expressionlessly.

Although he said something ruthless, he still responsibly picked up the headset dropped by Dianguang and put it on, staring at the holographic projection screen.

On the screen, Ding Ning was still being beaten by the security guards. He was holding his head, screaming and rolling on the ground. There were many people watching, but they all dared to be angry and dare not speak. No one dared to stand up and say something. To be fair, who asked him to break Xue Nakui's finger first.

With a look of revenge on his face, Xue Nakui yelled with a hoarse grin: "Hit me, hit me hard. As long as you don't kill him, I will take care of anything that happens."

Sakura looked at Xue Nakui's familiar arrogant face, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her fists clenched subconsciously, as if she was remembering some unpleasant past events. For the first time, her cold face showed undisguised murderous intent, and she stared at Xue Nakui as if she was looking at him. Holding a dead man.

"KING, I hate that old man and I want to kill him."

Sakura has always been a free-wheeling person and will do whatever comes to mind, but now she is on a mission and she must ask KING for instructions. After all, he is the commander-in-chief of the operation.

KING frowned and whispered displeasedly: "Our target this time is not him, so don't make matters worse."

"An extraneous problem? KING, we are the Freemen's Alliance. I joined the organization because of the alliance's purpose. I have decided on this person's life."

Sakura said without any doubt, which gave KING a headache, and she comforted him helplessly: "When the mission is completed, you can do whatever you want, I can help you kill him, but now, please don't cause trouble, okay?"

After a period of silence in the headset, Sakura's indifferent voice came: "Okay, I will cooperate with you to complete this mission, but this is really my last mission. I am tired and want to take a good rest."

KING narrowed his eyes, a look of displeasure flashed through his eyes, but his tone was extremely gentle: "Of course, the Freemen's Alliance gathers together based on hobbies, whether to join or withdraw, all in accordance with the principle of voluntary freedom."

"Thanks!"

Sakura softened her tone, thanked her and remained silent.

The Freemen's Alliance is an extremely loose special organization whose nature is somewhere between killers and mercenaries.

Although KING is the founder of the organization, he has no affiliation with the members. He relies solely on his personal charm or high bounties to bring together members who yearn for freedom and seek excitement.

In fact, every member of the alliance has another identity in reality, either as the heir of a large chaebol, as an elite in a certain industry, as an unknown ordinary person, as a well-known writer, or as a very well-known person. High star...

It's just that their identities are highly confidential. Even the members don't know each other's true identities. They usually wear masks and call each other by their codenames when performing tasks together.

Except for KING, who has the real information of all members, no one knows where their companions are from or what their identities are in real society.

They will not explore the identity of their companions, join the Freemen's Alliance, and perform tasks everywhere. It is more for the purpose of seeking excitement rather than as a formal profession.

To put it bluntly, the League of Liberty is like a game to them, a very exciting real game.

In the game, they can take off their disguises, carry out missions to kill people unscrupulously, and do some exciting things that they can only think about but dare not try due to their status.

Sakura is a rather special being in the Free Alliance. She never bothers to wear a mask and always shows her true face.

Of course, her identity in real society is also extremely secretive, and it would be difficult to find out even if someone wanted to.