The Roots of Manga

Chapter 12 Infiltrating

Leviathan's mentality is really strong, suppressing the shock of the leak of the group's secrets, or these things are completely led by him, or there are elements that can be called coincidences in the two things.

Coulson doesn't care anymore, he just waits for Leviathan's follow-up action, just like the idiom "to scare the snake with grass" in that big eastern country.

"Our S.H.I.E.L.D. can provide some help to the Life Group."

"I don't think it's necessary, Mr. Coulson. Please let professionals handle capital matters. You know, this is a good battlefield. Countless people rise and fall every moment. In the In the history of mankind, no matter how great a great achievement is, it is like a dazzling meteor." Leviathan played with the quilt, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as if teasing a wolf dog: "In order not to be on this battlefield , my blade is rusty and blunt, I will sharpen it from time to time, by myself!"

Leviathan's neat teeth were white and cold, as if he could tear the throat of his prey at any time.

Coulson said without changing his face: "In this case, I think I should leave, thank you for your hospitality."

"I wish you a sweet dream tonight, dear friend."

Leviathan raised his wine glass, and Coulson also picked up a glass of wine and touched him.

After seeing Coulson and Butler Card disappear, Leviathan also got up and went upstairs, entered the study, sat on the chair next to the desk, groped under the table a few times, and pressed a spot lightly. A hidden box popped out.

Inside was a scroll of sheepskin, Leviathan took it out and opened it.

At the beginning, many shepherds were painted, beating the man in the robe with a whip, and the man in the robe cut the neck of the shepherd with the hidden sword. At the middle end, although the two are still fighting, there is a demon-like creature in the melee between the two. Whether it is a shepherd or a man in a robe, they are both killing demons and being killed by demons. And the end is a blank and burned trace.

"Sir, you are looking at this picture again."

Card's voice sounded.

Leviathan didn't turn his head, and gently caressed the painting with his hand. After a while, he said slowly: "Kad, I don't think you have forgotten our name and belief."

"Master, my faith has never been corrupted, let alone forgotten." Card maintained an elegant standing posture, and said in a flat voice: "I only follow your orders, waiting to lift my cowardly skin and face the truth." Show your fangs."

"You are still so fierce, rest assured that this world will make our beliefs come true."

"The agreement no longer exists, new chaos will come, and even the ancient people reflect the glory from the past. Kade, I have a hunch that peace will not last long."

After Leviathan's voice fell, Card put his right hand on his left chest, and said hoarsely with excitement: "We will definitely fulfill... everything is empty, everything is allowed!"

Leviathan stood up, looked at Card, put his right hand on his left chest, and responded.

"Yes, everything is false and everything is allowed."

...

At night, a nimble black figure quickly climbed and turned over from the tall fence of Bayek Manor. The dense electric grid on the wall did not respond when it touched her black gloves. Reverse normally and monitor other places.

This area is the darkest corner, and the tights worn by the intruder have the effect of blending into the environment to a certain extent. Coupled with a small device that interferes with the signal, the intruder easily passed through the first layer of surveillance network.

Second floor!

the third floor!

The fourth floor!

Relying on high-end equipment, coupled with the intruder's own top-notch agent quality, the surveillance network and defense network were passed through.

I can't believe it's not a military center.

Or what top scientific research base, so many layers of surveillance network is too much.

Bayek, this family that has been hiding for a long time, really has a problem.

The intruder broke out in a cold sweat unknowingly. When passing through those surveillance networks, some of them were so tight that even she almost missed.

The last time she experienced this kind of experience was when she was in the Soviet Union and invaded one of the top secret scientific research bases in the United States at that time, but at that time she did not have so many high-tech assistance.

Getting old and out of date...

This sentence suddenly popped up in Natasha's heart. Some of the surveillance equipment just now made her a little bit powerless, and finally relied on some luck and instinct to escape. She immediately said in her heart: "Even so, I am also physically Just past puberty."

The old woman's brief self-pity stopped, and she entered the most closely guarded study room in the house where Bayek lived in the manor.

She cautiously fumbled around the room for a while, and when she pressed a book on the bookshelf, the bookshelf shook slightly, and then separated from it, moving to both sides, revealing a dark passage.

Natasha put on the night vision goggles and walked in carefully. After walking for a long time, there was a faint light in front of her eyes. After passing this corner, she entered a space full of ancient books and bookcases There are eight or nine lamps on the surrounding walls, and three of the candles on them are burning.

There is a lot of space here, there are as many as sixteen bookcases, and there is enough space. There is also a table and a chair in front of the bookcases.

Natasha came to the table and gently opened the scroll that seemed to be made of parchment. There was nothing on the cover.

"When others blindly pursue truth and reality, remember that nothing is true. When others are bound by law and morality, remember that everything is allowed. We serve the light but work in the dark..."

Natasha lightly read the preface written at the beginning of the chapter. This time-honored text just touched her heart.

She skipped and turned a few pages, and found that it was not written by one person, it should be a book handed down to different eras, written by many people. Although the length of each person's writing is different, there are dozens of pages more, and only one or two pages less, but at least there are dozens of people's handwriting on it.

"This is simply a kill list. I think I have to go. This discovery will give Fury a headache for a while."

Natasha frowned as she flipped through the pages. This book is a history of killings by the Assassin Organization. The series of assassinated names recorded in the book include many famous figures from ancient times to the present.

Is this the true face of the Bayek family...

At the same time, Natasha also noticed one thing. An assassin organization that has been passed down for such a long time, now transformed into a behemoth of a capitalist family like Bayek, can it really only rely on modern technology for defense?

She quickly put away the books, took a few more casually from the bookshelf, and immediately returned the same way.

When she walked out of the passage again, a white light flashed in front of her eyes, and she bent down subconsciously, dodging the Hidden Blade.

Relying on her intuition, Natasha, who avoided the murderous intent, rolled over, stood up, and saw the person who came, a person wrapped in a black robe and a veil.