The Death Knell

By the time the staff broke through the siege of reporters and rushed to the point of the fire, it was obvious that neither of them could be saved.

The charred limbs were curled up in the flames, and a big hole was burned into the red carpet on the floor tiles. Under countless flash lights, the smoky scene looked even more ugly.

After confirming at close range that this was not an illusion or some new prank, the blond middle-aged female manager felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Even though he was wearing a high-end handmade suit, he felt like he was standing shirtless in the ice and snow of the Arctic, without any warmth or security.

At this time, she only felt that the eyes of people looking at her had changed. They were looking at prey.

Reporters want to get more news out of her, colleagues are coveting her position as agent, and other superheroes seem to be thinking of how to kill her to please the company.

No, you can't give up like this. You know too many things. Once you lose value, you will be silenced by the company. Today, you must find a way to reverse this matter!

The best way is to take advantage of the attachment of the people of the motherland. If he is willing to speak for himself, the board of directors will definitely think more about it.

If that doesn't work, let him take him out of the United States and live somewhere else with his money. The other side of the ocean is good, and the company's hands can't reach there at all.

Thinking this way, she immediately turned back and prepared to go back to the lounge. She already regarded the people of her motherland as the last straw, and she was sure that any perverted child would obey her words.

But just when she had just taken a few steps, there was another sound from the damn door in the auditorium.

The female manager and the reporters couldn't help but look at the door. The person who came in this time was wearing a black tight-fitting uniform, and suddenly looked like a ninja.

No one knows his true identity, and no one has ever seen him reveal his true face. This mysterious man is always elusive and can appear in any strange place.

He is the only masked person in the group of seven, and he also shoulders the important task of being a 'full-time comedian'.

He himself never seemed to laugh, but he was always as funny as a mime, and his life was always full of all kinds of hilarious coincidences.

For example, the way he walks today.

Maybe he tore his inner thigh from riding a horse? Or is it sitting on a cactus? In short, his legs have become O-shaped today, and when he steps, he looks like a western cowboy with hemorrhoids, walking with his legs crossed.

People were holding on to the wall and slowly entered the auditorium bit by bit. Everyone was impressed by his superb acting skills, and every reporter showed a knowing smile.

Today’s report has a title, and that is “Lamplighters and Saturnians fight to death, emphasizing friendship, loyalty, and black sadness supporting the wall.”

Look at his performance. After learning about the death of his teammate, he was so sad that it was difficult to even walk. How sincere is this?

Compare it to the people from the motherland who entered the background before and never appeared again. Now there are even follow-up reports.

A burst of flashes clicked on, putting the sad black color and the still burning corpse on the ground into the frame. Especially the updraft above the flames rolled up the black ash after the carpet burned, adding to the current scene.

Xuan Se was stunned at that time. He thought that the press conference had already started and he could sneak into the auditorium without being discovered, but the result was completely different from what he imagined.

Not only was he spotted, he was even photographed!

He immediately froze while holding on to the door frame, took a deep breath, and wanted to straighten his waist and walk into the auditorium upright, but the severe pain in his crotch made it impossible for him to do so.

Just this morning, the board of directors instructed him to kill a company's competitor, and he paid a lot of money for it.

He happily accepted the mission and money, secretly put on the uniform of his motherland and set off.

This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. As the scavenger of the company's board of directors and a trump card specially created to counter the motherland, he often does some dirty work to frame the fool.

This time it was said that a new member of the company was poached by a competitor, and Xuan Zi didn't care. Anyway, no matter what the reason was, as long as he got paid for killing people, he could also frame the people of the motherland.

It doesn't matter if it's money or not, the main thing is to torment your own clones for fun.

The company found out about the route the other party applied for through its relationship with the aviation administration. Black's plan was simple and crude. It was to fly over and use thermal vision to hit the other party, and then watch those people fall in despair.

Anyway, there will definitely be a fire and explosion after the crash, and no trace of the heat vision will be detected at all. As for the little girl named Starlight, although it would be a pity to kill her before she has played with it, but who said this is the mission of the board of directors?

He thought well, and the helicopter was also blocked on the route, but what happened next was far beyond his expectation. The heat sight could be bounced.

Obviously a mirror can't do this, so what is the golden light coming from the opponent's helicopter?

Without reacting at all, he was shot down by the mysterious one-eyed man. He fell to the ground from a high altitude and was unconscious for a while. After waking up, he discovered a sad reality.

It's burnt, it's useless, it's time to cut it.

If there is something that Xuan Zi is most afraid of, then it is just that the thing will be scrapped. He has no other hobbies. He likes to kill people first and then frame them for the people of the motherland. He hides in the darkness and observes his doubts about life.

Now that the crime tool was destroyed, he suddenly fell into despair. He was counting on it to survive!

However, as an undercover board member of the Seven, he knows more than anyone else. For example, the company is currently in contact with a secret force to research another powerful clone that can be mass-produced.

Since there is no problem in cloning a person, then cloning an individual organ should also be possible, right?

So he rested on the ground for a while, dragged his broken body to a small town gas station on the roadside, and after killing some people to vent his anger, he calmed down.

Due to his injuries, he was temporarily unable to fly, so he grabbed a car and rushed back to New York.

However, he didn't pay attention when he was snatching the car and chose a manual transmission. Every time he stepped on the clutch to shift gears, there would be a cracking sound in his pants like a mouse eating biscuits.

Although there was no feeling at all in that part, just by listening with his ears, Xuanshi knew that it was the sound of his own cracking!

He hurried back to the company, changed back into his uniform, and prepared to ask the board of directors about organ cloning.

After learning that the press conference would be held as scheduled, he thought he could find board members here, so he hurriedly walked back while holding on to the wall.

Only then did the previous scene happen. Everyone saw him spreading his legs and walking forward with difficulty.