[Part 1·Children without Fathers]
When Meteor told Hasbon the whole story, the young man felt a sense of loss.
He was very upset. Did he turn out to be a disservice?
Glory is the eldest sister, and she entered Hedland to catch more powerful criminals.
"So it turns out that all my efforts in trying to get you out of this prison were in vain? Is it all my wishful thinking?"
Little Xingxing didn't care, and ran to the shelf on the sixth floor to remove the wooden lintel frame of "Starry Moon Night", rolled up the precious oil painting, and installed it.
"It's not your fault, no, no, no, it's just your fault. Oh, don't think too much anyway - there are more than 20,000 days in life, and one day of happiness is one day at a time."
But Hasband was deeply trapped in this feeling of self-blame, and there was another thing waiting for him.
"My biological father wanted to kill me. This rapist, this drug lord who did all kinds of evil, wanted my life! He took away my mother's happiness, took away a girl's happy and healthy marriage, and took away a child's life. A normal childhood, and now a mother’s most important baby son is being taken away.”
Ah Xing waited for a moment, thinking a little.
She looked at this little brother of a similar age and seemed to be infected by the strong hatred and unwillingness.
"Hasbon, I understand how you feel."
At this point, the little star patted the red-haired boy's back.
"I don't have a father, and my eldest sister doesn't have a father either. We are missing a very important character in our lives. He may be majestic and heroic, or wise and cunning, even if he is greedy, lustful, incompetent and wretched - he should have such a role. "
Haas was stunned for a moment when he heard that his eldest sister also had no father.
He had no intention of restarting the switch. If the surveillance camera exposed his whereabouts, I'm afraid his father would come to claim his life immediately. It would also be difficult to explain how the treasure keeper in the treasure hall died.
If the warden learned that Hasband had awakened his soul power, he would probably go crazy on the spot——
——Will kill this [child] who is weak and doesn’t know how to control the soul power at all costs.
Little Xingxing walked to the double doors on the south side of the Treasure Hall suspiciously, looked out at the surrounding environment, and continued.
"We all have no fathers and no role models. They all say that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's children can also dig holes. You should be lucky because this hateful bastard didn't teach you to be another little scum, a little poisonous insect."
"Is that so?" Hasben has lived with his mother since he was a child. He has always been sentimental and lacks a guide role in his life.
In battle, he can make clear judgments and can proactively carry out dangerous tasks such as breaking through and storming, exploring buildings and fighting. He can lead by example and risk his life to kill gangsters and protect his teammates.
But if he is asked to dispatch his subordinates, order his teammates, and put others in critical moments like the Patriarch, he can't do it - rather than having others complete these things, he prefers to take on this responsibility himself. This is the gentleness he inherited from his mother.
Thinking of this, Haspen breathed a sigh of relief.
But Little Star started to scream and scream for help.
Soon, her cry for help attracted a security guard on duty.
Before Hasben could say anything, he still couldn't understand what this little girl was planning to do.
Little Star jumped up and struck out with a hammer, carrying the Iron Knight and knocking out the guard who came to check on the situation.
She started to pull off the guard's clothes, urging Haspen like a little villain who had done all kinds of bad things.
"What are you doing standing still! Come change clothes!"
Hasband was shocked: "You attacked a prison guard?"
Little Xingxing said disgustedly: "I not only attacked the prison guards, but I was also planning to escape! If you walk with me openly and the patriarch sees your face on the surveillance camera, how should I explain it? Change it quickly!"
Seeing that there was no one around, Hasband followed Little Star and dragged the guard, and sent the unfortunate guy to the southeast corner of the Treasure Hall. He put on the guard's clothes, stuffed his red hair into his hat, and lowered the brim of the hat. Then follow Little Star and head to the wedding venue.
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The time has come to three o'clock in the afternoon——
——The wedding banquet in the center of the guild hall was in full swing, and the leaders of each gang took turns coming to the bride and groom to toast and congratulate them.
The interests and grudges of the past were all gone now and were no longer worth mentioning.
Most of the people who receive blood are infertile. After undergoing various transformations with the holy blood, the more deformed the body is, the less likely they are to have children.
Jero and Telina are ordinary people, and their children are innocent. This new life will receive the blessings of all uncles, grow rapidly in an abnormal spiritual pressure environment, and may be able to defeat the warden's gate to heaven. Help these elders escape from this hell.
At this moment, Dulan, his female companion Flavia, and g117 were sitting in the VIP room, looking at the green grass outside the hall and the busy bride and groom at the wedding scene.
A dinner plate with brass keys and police uniforms was passed from Mr. Link's hand to Ms. Duran.
The brass key can directly open the door to room 1185. Through this gate, you can go directly to Bailong County in District 48, and walk more than 20 kilometers north along the river valley to reach the planned location of Qingshui Bay.
g117 urged Duran: "Have you found Hasbon?"
Dulan shook his head. White Snake had been searching and deducing various future horizons, but could not find any trace of Mr. Haspen. It seemed that he was not around the club at all, and had no intention of entering the wedding scene - this was not consistent. Common sense.
Just when Dulan was so worried that he was sweating on his forehead, worried about the "offerings", and didn't know what gifts to bring back to the 48th District for business.
Hasband appeared——
——He was still wearing the white wolf cloak, fashionable and handsome, always looking like an old lady, and found G117 in the VIP room.
He brought the celebration cake from Jero and Telina's wedding ceremony and prepared one for each of the girls. When he saw G117, he would dodge his eyes and feel guilty.
"Ladies, I'm bringing you a cake. Mr. Jello specially asked me to bring a few greetings."
This situation shocked Du Lan. Her [timeline] did not extrapolate to this future at all. There is no such possibility!
Where did this guy come from?
From which door?
From which direction?
Why did he seem to appear out of thin air outside the VIP room door?
Du Lan suddenly looked at the good sisters beside him, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
g117 and Flavia were completely unaware and thought it was Haspen Madison who came to visit with gifts. They both looked unsuspecting and demented.
"Wait a minute..."
Just as Duran spoke, a sharp gaze was cast from this "Hasbon".
The gentleman said: "Dulan, don't you welcome me? Didn't you ask me to come here?"
For a moment, Dulan froze on the spot, not daring to speak.
Her and Flavia's inner demon is this omnipotent and powerful patriarch.
Growing up, they were like two weak little elephants. Even when they became adults and possessed soul power, they still did not dare to break free from the iron ropes at their ankles.
For them, their ancestors cannot be disobeyed! Indisputable! Invulnerable!
But what was the purpose of this guy coming to the wedding venue and appearing in the small room where the VIPs were seated in front of everyone?
Isn't he afraid of dying here?
Wait a minute...
Dulan hesitated for a moment and actually began to doubt his own judgment.
"Are you...really Husband?"
Mr. Hasband was a little surprised and said to Ms. Duran in a serious manner.
"If it's not me, who else could it be? Is there someone who looks a lot like me?"
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Dulan's inexplicable inquiry made Xueming think twice.
She has always been expressionless, showing no emotion or anger, and even her eyes have not changed, looking dull.
This Haspen immediately got straight to the point and stated his intention.
"I have always wanted to send G117 out of this prison. I thought she was an innocent person who was framed by my subordinate Morian and ended up in such a ghost place."
Then, he showed off the wounds on his neck and temples, which were the wounds and sores left when he was parasitized by Canaanite life.
"She saved my life and told me that she came to this prison to repay her kindness. I am very curious about what relationship you two have with her and what kind of kindness you have. You want her to risk her life and run away. Come to a dangerous place like Hedland to repay your kindness.”
Duran was stunned for a moment. She almost completely trusted this Ranger regiment soldier.
"I..."
"Can I have your share?" Xueming interrupted, pointing to the cake in "Hasbon's" hand.
This Haspen held the dinner plate and was slightly confused, "Why?"
Xueming pointed to the bright red cream on his plate: "I don't like strawberries, there's too much sugar. Yours is just right, the blueberries are runny."
Just the next second, there was a trace of displeasure in the eyes of this "Hasbon", as if his little trick was discovered and his self-esteem was hit.
When he put pressure on Duran and Flavia, the awe shown by the two girls made him very happy, and the little girls were still so obedient.
It's just that the [bad friend] they make outside doesn't seem as stupid and innocent as he appears.
g117 looks like a piece of wood, but this action of asking for cake is so rude. Does she like Hasbon? Don’t you dislike Haspen’s saliva at all?
I took several bites of this cake——
——This silly bitch is in love with my son? Is she going to make her choice?
Despite this, the Patriarch still wanted to continue the show.
He risked being killed and wanted to find out whether Duran and Flavia could be used by him. How did their fate with G117 come about? What is the relationship between this super capable female prisoner and her two little daughters?
With this thought in mind, the patriarch handed the dinner plate in his hand to g117. Also got each other’s strawberry cake.
In the next second, G117's action was like a loud slap in the face of the patriarch.
Xueming licked the edge of the plate briefly, then his eyes lit up and he returned it to the table.
"The taste is the same as before. It's disgusting. I won't eat it."
An inexplicable sense of shame came to the ancestor's heart.
"What does it mean...it tastes bad?"
Xueming: "That's the literal meaning."
Through the pheromones left on the dinner plate, Xueming knew exactly who the person in front of him was. She had read the autographed letter of the Patriarch, and the characteristics of the reiatsu contained a stench that couldn't be more obvious.
"I give up. Not only do I like strawberries, but I don't like blueberries either. To be precise, I don't like cakes."
Flavia didn't realize it, she was just laughing.
"Hey! Dulan! This girl has such a personality! Hey hey hey! Why don't you let Haspen cut some more pieces for us?"
At this moment, a strange and inexplicable silence enveloped the VIP table.
The Patriarch asked firmly and persistently, pretending to be Haspen.
"Ms. Duran, could you please tell me about the friendship between you?"
Xueming answered quickly: "She is my savior."
The patriarch then asked: "I didn't ask you, I wanted Dulan to say it himself."
Suddenly, Du Lan's heart dropped into an ice cellar. When he came back to his senses, one of his hands had been tightly grasped by his ancestor.
The red-haired man held Duran's hand and gently licked the sweat on the back of his hand.
"What are you afraid of? Is the friendship between you and G117 such a terrifying and bizarre memory? Is it difficult to talk about it?"
"I'm sorry, Hasbon." Xueming picked up the cake knife and was about to take action: "I'm going to kill you."
The patriarch's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe this. He grabbed Dulan's hand and backed away step by step. G117 was like an evil ghost seeking his life, and the blade was chasing the ancestor.
[Did this stupid bitch really think I was Haspen Madison? Is she serious? ]
[She will be in front of more than two thousand guests! Kill me in public? ]
The patriarch shouted in panic: "Don't come over! Don't come over!"
At the critical moment, Dulan finally spoke.
"Don't! g117! Don't be so fast!"
The patriarch's eyes flashed frequently, and he looked at Dulan with a little more tenderness.
[Yes, yes, this bitch will listen to you! Duran! It seems like she really owes you a huge favor! right! You recognized me! Right! ]
Xueming stopped when he heard the sound and scratched his head vigorously: "You asked me to kill him and then asked me to stop. What do you mean? You made me so confused! If I don't kill him, I have to kill you." "
The knife was originally pointed at the Patriarch, but then moved to Dulan's head.
"How should I go back to report? My ancestor told me that as long as I get the head, I can rise to great heights - I can't bear to kill you, Du Lan! I can't repay kindness with enmity!"
Du Lan said seriously: "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
When the tense atmosphere dissipated, Claudia Als Duran took the Patriarch's hand and returned to the seat, as if she wanted to tell the Patriarch all the truth and explain all the reasons.
"I saved G117's life on that flight - to seize the Hongshan Stone."
The Patriarch licked the back of Dulan's hand and listened to all this quietly.
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[part2·Take me back to that place]
Dulan looked at g117 with hot eyes——
"——fe204863 is a pervert. He possesses terrifying soul power beyond all of our imaginations. In order to survive, I teamed up with Flavia to defeat him."
"But this woman, this Glory, was also attacked by fe204863's spirit power on the plane. By chance, she was involved in this deadly fight."
"When the plane landed, we were arrested. But Glory escaped from the pursuit. She has a very special identity. She made an appointment with us to renew our relationship and rescue us from prison. Hasban· Madison, do you understand now?”
The patriarch was very satisfied when he heard this answer, and could not taste any lies.
But the most difficult thing to distinguish in the world is the human heart.
So he asked again and again: "I don't understand. As a law enforcer, I don't quite understand what you just said - why you two were arrested, but the female prisoner G117 was able to escape unharmed. Give me a reasonable explanation." explain."
Flavia shouted: "What nonsense are you talking to this guy about? Kill him!"
Dulan explained patiently: "Her fighting power is very strong. Neither the soldiers of Guangling Zhixi nor the Laptop Guards are her opponents. She is a very valuable talent, Ancestor..."
At the moment when his identity is revealed——
——Flavia immediately turned into a quiet little chicken.
Xueming still had dull eyes and dull expression.
"Hey..." The Patriarch tore off the traceless tape between his noses, restored the twisted flesh to its original shape, and finally revealed his true face: "This friend of yours doesn't look very smart. Let her be more careful in the future. Underground There are too many ways to disguise ourselves in the world.”
Dulan breathed a sigh of relief: "Maybe she doesn't need to see through other people's schemes at all? No matter it's true or false, give them a beating first. This is her style."
"You still have twenty minutes." The Patriarch stood up and prepared to leave the VIP table. "Bring Hasbon's head to see me, Duran - otherwise I want you to come to see me with your head."
At this moment, at this moment, the door to the VIP room was blocked tightly.
Little Xingxing pulled Hasban Madison and happened to collide with the patriarch.
"I brought the person! Sister! I brought it! Oh, you guy! Why are you blocking the door without saying a word!"
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A strange atmosphere once again enveloped this small room.
When father and son met, both looked frightened.
Hasben's eyes changed drastically——
——When the Master Jiaozu saw clearly the young face under the brim of the guard’s hat, he was so frightened that one of his souls came out of his body and two souls ascended to heaven.
When Little Xingxing looked at the appearance of the Qingjiao Ancestor, she still couldn't tell the difference between the two. She looked first to the front, then to the back.
"Hey? Why is there one more person? Why is there one more person? What's going on?"
Time passes minute by minute——
——A full fifteen seconds of silence.
Every moment of eye contact is a kind of torture.
There were ripples in Hasben's heart. There was only one door between him and his biological father, but to catch this heinous criminal was an extremely far, almost insurmountable distance.
The guy's hand was already pressed against the door frame, and the strong spiritual pressure fluctuations indicated that if he took another step forward, he would be torn into pieces by the gate of heaven!
He can leave here at any time through this door, but I can only watch helplessly, watching this inhuman beast get away with it!
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The patriarch's expression was horribly twisted. He was only separated from his son by a door, but he did not dare to leave God's territory!
He is very afraid of the involvement of this bloodline, and even firmly believes that all people and things related to Haspen Madison may put him to death!
Just now, female prisoner G117 almost killed him by mistake!
The same is true at this moment. If he crosses the door, that boy will definitely explode with amazing power and kill my father!
"What are you waiting for!"
The patriarch gave loud orders and roared at his two little daughters and g117.
"Get rid of him quickly! Kill him!"
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At that moment, Hasben suddenly rushed towards the inside of the room, but he didn't even have time to shout out Hunwei's real name.
A pair of strong bare hands grasped his throat and twisted his spine along with it.
Little Xingxing was stunned to see that the eldest sister ended the life of Haspen Madison so neatly. She didn't even have time to open the painting of "Starry Moon Night"! We didn’t even have time to take any rescue measures!
Hasband's body slumped to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off.
The Patriarch shouted: "Well done! But it's not enough!"
He stepped forward and pushed G117 away, violently carried his son's body into the VIP seat, and then bit it down!
The essence flowed in his throat, and the warm flesh and blood made him radiant!
"Kill! Kill! I really killed Jupiter! I no longer have any weaknesses! No more worries!"
He swallowed the gurgling blood, his eyes became more and more excited, and he seemed to have lost all reason. Looking at g117, it seems as if I have discovered a treasure in the world.
"You did well! Well done!"
The pale coat was stained red with blood, and the fireworks at the wedding drew the attention of all the guests.
"Not enough! Not enough...It's a pity that time is running out."
The Patriarch almost emptied Hasbon's chest and grabbed a piece of fresh liver. His eyes were wandering and his mouth was full of blood.
He said to g117: "Very good! Very good! Great! This is a perfect crime! Even God is helping me!"
He spoke to Duran, his voice trembling, wanting to share the joy: "This is the good luck I was born with! The surveillance only saw a guard entering the VIP seat, no one would find out that he was dead!"
He pointed to G117.
"You are the murderer! Glory! You are a vampire! Well done! The neck-twisting technique is so refined that it can kill an feathered psyker almost instantly!"
Xueming: "What to do next?"
"I'm going to cut him into pieces! It's not safe even if you chop off the head! You have to kill him completely! Who knows if this bastard has any strange psychic skills!" The Patriarch called out Hunwei's true name: "[Knock on the Kingdom of Heaven] gate]—chop this body into pieces!”
At that moment, a pale marble statue emerged from the Patriarch's body.
It folded its arms and turned into a door. Like a scanner, it completely sent Hasband's body to different places from top to bottom, and then fell back to the original place due to natural gravity.
A strong stench came out, and Little Xingxing stood outside the door and did not dare to come in!
The moment her head shattered, her heart broke.
There is no doubt that Mr. Hasband, who has just awakened his soul power, has no chance of survival! His head turned into six pieces and splashed on the carpet in the VIP room.
After doing these things, the Patriarch began to laugh hysterically.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
It seemed that what he killed was not his biological son, but the enemy who killed his father and took his wife.
"Hahahahahahaha! I have passed the trial! I have passed the trial!"
With that said, he walked out of the door and returned to the reassuring monitoring room.
An order came from inside the door——
"——Dulan! Use the key to leave Hedland and bring them all here! Bring them back to my lair!"
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When the psychic fluctuations in the door finally subsided, Little Xingxing followed suit and tried the door with her hair, similar to Xueming's previous method. After making sure it was safe, he stepped into the dark and terrifying VIP seat.
A deathly silence enveloped the four women.
Little Xingxing looked at Mr. Hasband's broken body and asked tentatively.
"Glory...can he still be saved?"
Xue Ming remained silent, holding Mr. Hasband's broken brain tissue on a dinner plate and covering it with cream cake.
Duran understood immediately, divided Hasbon's head into four dinner plates, and took them out of the living room of the Flesh Mold Lake together.
Little Xingxing held the dinner plate and said nothing, but communicated with the elder sister privately using her spiritual body.
"Is this useful? He has turned into a puddle of braised meat platter! I have no time to save him! There is no chance! If only I could be smarter and let him swallow this oil painting earlier!"
Xueming: "No! He has already completed his self-rescue!"
Meteor didn't understand: "When?"
Xueming picked from the dinner plate and picked out a shard of glass.
"Hasburn Madison has transformed! He is no longer the simple child!"
When Meteor looked at the glass fragments, he finally realized.
"This is...this is the bottle that holds Canaan's life. Didn't he send this evidence to the laboratory?"
"He didn't believe in justice in Hedland, he didn't trust anyone here, he only believed in me, and himself, and when I snapped his neck, the kid showed no sign of resistance - almost like Just like hugging a lover, he gave his life to me." Xueming explained: "At that moment, I touched this jar from his little pocket. Maybe there is really a god of fate hindering him. If he can survive Come here, it is his courage that protects him, he has firmly grasped his destiny in his own hands, no longer goes with the tide, but goes upstream."
Walking back to room 1185, Xueming broke through the wall and entered in order to avoid surveillance cameras.
Then the four sisters pieced together Hasband's head, turned on the air conditioner, and lowered the temperature to 16 degrees Celsius.
"This kid..." Dulan's White Snake had already seen the result in advance, "What an incredible guy."
Xueming watched the squirming pieces of flesh slowly recover, being transformed and reorganized by Canaan life, turning into a complete spherical cavity, and then rolling in the bathtub.
"The moment the Patriarch cut him into pieces, he also liberated the little Canaan in the bottle - it can be said that the Patriarch saved his life. If the body had not been cut into pieces, his cervical vertebrae would have broken. Will be brain dead within tens of seconds."
Little Xingxing took out the canned yellow peach and poured the panacea into the bathtub.
"This hateful guy is so cowardly! If he uses the Gate of Heaven to send Hasbon's body to different places..."
Xueming explained: "He won't do this, he doesn't dare - people can't be killed by [Heaven's Gate], they can only be killed by me, using my techniques and my way."
A minute passed, and a black-haired man emerged from the dark muddy water. Hasband Madison returned to the world from hell again.
He was naked, and when he saw clearly that the person in front of him was G117, whom he had been thinking about so much, it was almost difficult to imagine what had just happened.
"I heard a voice in the dark, Glory! I had such a long dream... I almost ran to Niflheim..."
"I heard many miserable souls calling your name, as if they were urging me to return to you..."
This young, strong and naked young man had no shame and stood up from the bathtub with his butt naked.
Little Xingxing covered her own eyes, and at the same time covered Flavia's excited eyes.
Hasben continued to speak affectionately, as if his spiritual essence was affected after being parasitized by Canaan.
"I come to a beach and you sit on a bench. When I look into your face, you can take me to that paradise..."
Just like Ms. Jacqueline Sirius's newborn ceremony, Hasband almost couldn't help but want to kiss g117——
——The answer was a fierce punch!
Xueming beat Hasbon unconscious and then threw away a spare police uniform.
"I advise you to be kind."
