"Something seems to be wrong." In the lobby on the top floor of the Pearl Tower, the British man looked around at the group of Deadpools who were motionless, with their heads lowered and staring at the floor, and whispered.
The weird feeling did not fade away as time went by. The British man only felt as if someone was watching him. The dissected coolness hanging on his body made him instinctively aware that something terrible was going on. Happened, or has already happened... The only person who knew about it was probably the boy next to him.
Now Lin Nian was squatting in front of the deadpools who were always facing the ground. Unlike Commissioner Carl, who did not dare to come within half a meter even if he knew that these deadpools were temporarily incapacitated, his courage shocked everyone, squatting there In front of Deadpool, he actually stretched out his hand to drag the other person's ferocious cheek. He opened his lips with his thumb to reveal the sharp teeth below. He reached out and broke one of them and threw it on the ground.
After everything was done, he stepped on the ground and stabbed Deadpool into the back of his neck with the folding knife. After he pulled the folding knife out of the back of his neck inch by inch, he was not dead yet, but was suffering from high-risk paralysis. The fallen Deadpool did not cry or hiss at this moment, but lay on the ground and stared at the sloping ground quietly. Then it was stepped on again in the face and its head was stuck into the marble floor tiles, but from the beginning In the end, there was no screaming or roaring or any act of resistance.
"Commissioner Karl." Lin Nian glanced at the group of dead waiters crawling underground around him, and looked at the British man to restrain some of the influence in his lava-like golden eyes. "This situation will not last long."
Commissioner Karl was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what Lin Nian meant. He turned to look at the guests in the hall who were huddled in the corner and shouted sharply, "Get out of here now!"
The guests at the corner of the gate had just woken up from the threat of the Deadpools. After the Deadpools broke through the floor-to-ceiling windows and rushed in, they almost did not dare to move, for fear that their actions would provoke those extremely vicious people. Deadpool.
Now an unexpected situation has happened. Although ordinary people like them who are slow to perceive the spiritual realm do not know what happened, they can naturally guess by looking at these Deadpools motionless that this is an excellent opportunity to escape. Now they are not far away. With the roar of the British mixed-race man, they swarmed to the door as if they were waking up from a dream, knocked the door so hard that it flew out, and poured into the corridor outside the hall!
"Follow them out and protect them from this tower." Lin Nian looked at the leaving crowd and gave Commissioner Karl a new order.
"What about you, Commissioner Lin? Do you want to stay alone?" Commissioner Carl's expression suddenly changed. He looked around at the group of deadpools who were still crawling but still undiminished. He was a little frightened. There were so many deadpools in the hall now. It's not the five or six sporadic ones before... Well, it may be due to the influence of Lin Nian before. I don't know when the five or six deadpools themselves can be labeled as "sporadic"...
But no matter what, the Deadpools surrounding them now are three layers inside and three outside, and their number has almost exceeded the 30 mark. Even if the number of these Deadpools is dispatched, the "Owlbirds" that the Executive Department has always been proud of will have to leave part of it. Human life as the price, right? In this case, Lin Nian wants to solve it alone?
"There should be very few people in my Word Spirit Execution Department who don't know about it."
Commissioner Karl nodded and said with an ugly face, "But that doesn't mean I can leave you here alone... abandoning your companions and running away is a serious dereliction of duty in the execution department."
"This is just division of labor and cooperation. Things on your side are no safer than mine." Lin Nian looked at the group of wolves rushing toward the guests in the corridor and said calmly, "The deadpool in this tower is There should be more than just those in front of us, so they are bound to encounter obstacles when escaping. Although there are several mixed-races in this group of people, it is almost impossible for them to stand up in this situation. They only You will fight for your own survival, and you have no position to sacrifice your life for these people, so I need you to follow them and force these people to stand with you at the right time to protect the crowd from leaving the Pearl Tower."
"What about you?" Commissioner Carl nodded with difficulty.
"Your mission is to protect irrelevant civilians, and my mission is to protect everyone from leaving, including you."
Commissioner Carl was stunned, and that's right. Among the missions carried out by the 'S' class in the execution department, the enemy's casualty rate is often the highest. But on the other side of this casualty rate, what is even more eye-catching is the survival rate of the commissioner during the mission. ...There were no casualties among the specialists who collaborated with the 'S'-level specialists on missions. The biggest injuries were scratched skin or bruises from hand-to-hand combat. After all, the most dangerous part of each mission was completed by the 'S'-level officers themselves. There are no exceptions.
This is probably why the name of the 'S'-class ace was shouted loudly in the executive department, but no one stood up to refute it. Those who truly take care of their compatriots in the executive department are the most respected.
"Your word spirit is the blazing sun, which is very suitable for covering the retreat of the crowd. It is more suitable for protecting irrelevant people than me." Lin Nian said, "And you may have misunderstood something. I am not staying here to stop, but because I have other things." To do.”
Commissioner Karl was about to say, stop talking nonsense. Who in the execution department doesn’t know that you are the queen-killing king. Every time you encounter an enemy, you are the one who cuts off the queen. There are other things. But before he could say the words of persuasion, the next scene completely made his eyes pop out.
Lin Nian in front of him disappeared, and at the same time, a blood arrow shot out from the back of the head of Deadpool who was lying on the ground in the entire hall. The extremely strong intracavity pressure of these monsters found an outlet through the tip of a folding knife. It's just like a small fountain, except that the water that gushes out is black.
Dozens of black blood arrows gurgled out, followed by a numbing sound of falling to the ground. Lin Nian's figure was seen again ten meters away, and he was attacking the blade that suddenly looked like it was broken. I wiped it with a folding knife that looked like a dog’s bite,
Lin Nian shook his head as he looked at the folding knife in his hand that was already close to being scrapped after only dozens of stabs. Sure enough, compared to the ancient alchemy knife, the ordinary alloy would be destroyed even if it was too hard and would be corroded by corrosive blood after being cut dozens of times. It was a pity that Kikuichimonji Norimune was not brought in during the press conference, otherwise it would have been much easier to solve.
In the hall, more than thirty crawling and unable to move deadpools were executed in half a second. To a normal person's visual perception, they were really just thirty black fountain trickles performing a beautiful procession. Shoot, it’s so weird that it makes people shiver all over.
Commissioner Carl originally planned to take advantage of this change to kill more Deadpools, but because the scales of these monsters are so hard, it would take half a magazine to penetrate the skull even if the bullets were fired at zero range. It was impossible to execute them one by one. He was too busy, so he had to take the guests and run away in advance, but he didn't expect that Lin Nian could actually complete this workload in the blink of an eye... Is this the user of the Speedy Word Spirit?
Commissioner Karl felt his head was confused and his cheeks could not stop twitching.
This is no longer an anomaly that normal hybrids can handle... Is this really an 'S' class, and isn't it the humanized "thing" of some other Dragon King who was persuaded to surrender by the headquarters?
When compared with the other party, his 'A' level looks like a fake. He is considered an elite in the execution department. It's no wonder that the department's commissioner who has teamed up with the 'S' level is going crazy when he comes back. Task, physical and verbal and spiritual training, but this 'S' level is not an object that can be rolled in place at all, right?
This is an anomaly even in the mixed-race world, an extraneous existence that is incomprehensible and inaccessible.
"The moment is so... amazing." Commissioner Karl finally said this dryly after being stunned for a long time. He looked up at Lin Nian and found that the other party was not looking at him at all, and he immediately stopped talking.
"Let's act. Don't let those people get too far away from your sight. The elevator should be out of service. They can only take the safe corridor... It's not a safe place. In the face of crisis, you can only move forward, not backward."
"What about you, Commissioner Lin...?"
"The danger is not over yet. I still have some things to deal with. You go down first." Lin Nian said, putting away the broken folding knife.
"...Please pay attention to your safety and be sure to come back intact." Commissioner Carl no longer hesitated after seeing Lin Nian executing the death guards. He looked at Lin Nian one more time, turned around and rushed out of the hall door and left. .
Lin Nian looked at Commissioner Karl's back and remained silent. The moment the other person turned his head, his look...he recognized this look.
It is the fear and awe of the unknown and the eyes that hide the endless desire for discovery.
"They won't understand you. They only want to understand you, but they won't accept you."
Lin Xian once sat on the edge of the bed in that rental house, and the words he whispered to him, who was looking sideways at the wall, echoed in his ears.
Yes, when he was hiding in normal society, this was how the people around him looked at him. Now that he has come to the world of mixed races, it seems that things have not changed much... that long-lost feeling of alienation. And the feeling of worry seems to be back.
Hybrids among humans are like wolves among lambs. They restrain their desires and impulses and call the feeling of alienation "blood sorrow." But now that Lin Nian is standing among the hybrids, he can't help but feel the surge of emotion. What about that feeling of loneliness? But what should he call this feeling, the loneliness that is more powerful than the "blood sorrow"? Thinking about it, it seems that he is good enough for the second grade.
Only hybrids who hide among humans will have that alien feeling of loneliness, what about him? What is he who Yelena once called a mixed-blood monarch in her dream?
No one gave him the answer, but he could only carry this question forward because he had been exposed to the world.
Countless surveillance cameras in the hall were focused on the only remaining boy, and the scenes of fighting and cold-blooded executions were faithfully presented to mixed-race people from all over the world. And what he did next also made these hybrids who control power and resources around the world look at him with suspicion.
He came to the rainbow-colored leech potion on the cart in front of the podium, stretched out his hand to hold one of them, and when everyone thought he would put it into his pocket, his other hand actually He grabbed the armrest of the cart and jerked it up, sending the entire heavy steel cart flying several meters high. When it landed again, the hard glass walls of the leech medicine were inevitably cracked by the cart. The precious and coveted liquid flowed from it onto the ground, mixed with dust and dregs.
The remaining intact leech potions on the ground were chopped into pieces by Lin Nian one by one. No matter how hard the glass wall of the potion was, it couldn't be compared to the bones of the soles of the 'S'-class hybrid species. Every time he stepped on it, there was a sound. There was an explosion-like sound, and the fragments mixed with colorful potions were sprinkled on the floor of the hall like fireworks. The liquid rippled like a rainbow falling on the ground under the warm light, spreading layers of dizzying dreams. Beautiful view.
If the development costs of these potions were replaced with gold, then the entire floor of the hall would now be covered with golden liquid, just like the legendary Eldorado in South America, the dazzling and luxurious golden city, and Lin Nian was What they did was tantamount to burning down the Golden City, letting the gold sink into the soil and no longer distinguish each other.
This act of squandering natural resources caused many mixed-race leaders who were monitoring the real-time broadcast on the other side to curse, blush, and beat their chests. However, more rational people still chose to remain silent and watch expressionlessly what the boy was doing. Everything, after all, they can't do anything even though they are thousands of miles away... They are thinking about whether what the boy did was under the instruction of the Cassel Academy behind the other party, and whether the group of secret parties from Europe wanted to use This incident opened up the monopoly over the entire hybrid world on new alchemical reagents, forming a terrifying monopoly organization that is beyond ordinary syndicates and trusts in society.
But few people know that when this scene is played to high-ranking underground hybrids around the world, the group of secret party emperors who are respected as school directors are naturally watching this scene in real time. Compared with the control of Cassel College Library The group of school directors had mixed reactions to the silence of all the commissioners in the room. Some were laughing, some were silent, some were singing Buddhist scriptures... and some were furious.
After Lin Nian smashed the last reagent, all the leech reagents launched by the organizers, not to mention those stored in other places, were only the last one in his hand. After monitoring, countless people were staring at that one. reagent, and the furious school director who was hiding in the study room of the Italian Fortress also sat in front of the screen again, watching with a gloomy expression what the boy was going to do next.
In the empty hall, under the gaze of countless people, Lin Nian slowly walked to the small bar on one side. He opened the wooden sliding door and went to the wine cabinet behind the counter and carefully selected the cocktails inside, including high-strength vodka. As the base wine, mix some lemon slices, celery root... After monitoring the addition of these ingredients, some of the mixed breeds who know cocktails have already guessed what kind of wine the boy wants to make, and at the end they add tomato juice as a garnish. Naturally, it was replaced by the colorful leech potion. Lin Nian broke open the glass of the leech potion, poured the liquid inside mixed with the glass slag into the mixing jar, shook it vigorously, and poured in the prepared clear liquid little by little. In a goblet.
A dark red special cocktail with a rainbow undertone was just like this. Her bartender even threw one or two ice cubes into it as a decoration. He expressionlessly picked up the cocktail and pointed it towards the hall. He raised each monitor once, took a sip, put the wine glass on the table, turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the hall and left.
Every mixed race in front of the screen looked at the boy's back. Some were confused, some frowned, and those who really noticed the boy's childish yet rebellious thoughts laughed intriguingly. , the expression seemed a bit sarcastic and funny.
The organizers' promotion of Deadpool has not been very effective. The so-called masterpiece is just the fish on the boy's chopping board... Or maybe they seem to have seen a real "masterpiece" today, one that surpasses almost all others. A "masterpiece" above normal hybrids.
Lin Nian left the hall and walked into the luxurious but messy corridor. Along the way, the famous paintings and scrolls on the walls were staggered here and there. Even the more expensive ones were taken down and hidden in their arms when they fled. There were everywhere on the ground. Masks and high heels are visible.
He passed by the entrance of the security corridor where the door was squeezed down but did not go in. Instead, he walked straight to the door of the elevator, inserted the folding knife into the crack of the door to open up the opening, and then opened half of the elevator door with one hand to expose the elevator door. The dark corridor behind.
After sticking his head out, he saw those stunning dark golden eyes in the deepest part of the deep elevator shaft. The fishy wind continued to float upward along the airflow into his five senses, suppressing it in the field. These dead waiters have lost their animal nature and quietly met that great existence.
He didn't care about these deadpools and couldn't deal with them immediately. After entering the elevator shaft, he jumped out and grabbed one of the steel cables. He raised his hand and cut off the connection on the other side with a blazing knife. The elevator's traction rope suddenly caused the whole person to rush upwards at high speed, driven by a force.
Amidst the howling wind, he looked up at the approaching dome of the tower illuminated by the moonlight. The huge pendulum swayed and made a heavy buzz, like a giant's breath.
