0077 Chapter 2 Part 2: The Shadow of Death (Section 33)
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Going back in time slightly, the rooftop of Thetis Towers.
"So much nonsense."
The red-haired girl spat wildly, spinning the short-barreled hunting gun randomly between her fingers, and then inserted it back into her waist like a cowboy. Behind her, there were corpses.
He lifted up his boots and walked toward the rooftop exit, but his ankle was held by a broken hand.
"Why..." The Brass Man, who looked so at ease not long ago, lay on the ground like a dead dog. His mask had shattered and fallen off, and behind him was a bloodstain more than three meters long, along with a large piece of intestines.
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It can be seen that this guy is quite persistent in holding his last breath and refusing to swallow it: "We... obviously can... cooperate. It will be... good for everyone..."
If he can't figure out why his group of people were attacked, the brass man will really die in peace.
There is no doubt about the security strength of Thetis Enterprise. Not counting those elite alchemical warriors who are close to extraordinary beings, even the security team composed of ordinary people are all equipped with thermal weapons that are more advanced than those of the country's regular army.
To challenge such a force, even the girl in front of her, Elogense, known as the [Red Lotus Death God], would not have the confidence to escape unscathed.
Since there is no conflict of interest, it is the wisest choice to cooperate here in order to achieve their own goals. Even so, they must be killed first without hesitation, unless this guy understands their true purpose?!
No, that's impossible! There is absolutely no way their plan will be leaked. It is an oracle guaranteed by the gods they believe in. All prophecies and high-dimensional detection cannot penetrate it, and it is an absolute secret that can be deceived even by the will of the world!
The red-haired girl squinted downwards, showing a disgusted expression as if she had stepped on shit: "After I handed over the antiques you entrusted to Thetis, did you go to the Heart of Songhai to complain?"
ha?
The brass man was so hurt that it was difficult to speak, but his shocked eyes expressed the emotions in his heart very vividly.
You gave the things we paid money to entrust to others without even saying hello, and you didn't allow us to complain... Anyone who complained would kill everyone? You can't offend the courier so much, right? You, an ace killer, are so arrogant.
How small does it have to be?
The brass man was so angry that he almost died. Unexpectedly, the red-haired girl added: "Actually, it doesn't matter. The organization can no longer control me..."
The guy on the ground tightened his expression slightly when he heard this, and his hand on the leather boots tightened a little tighter, as if he was eager to hear a reasonable explanation, an amazing secret, and the reason why their death was worthwhile.
"But I'm very unhappy with your attitude of being certain that others will cooperate with you. Put yourself in other people's shoes, you scumbag, how annoying it is to be spoken to in that tone!"
This time the Brass Man didn't have to stare blankly, he simply lost the eyes he used to stare blankly. After speaking, Ai Luogensi held the handle of the gun slightly with the heel of her hand, put the short musket in the holster on her waist and fired diagonally to the rear, hitting this person right in the middle.
The head of a hapless insect.
Looking around, in addition to the corpses of the black-masked group on the rooftop, the short battle also left all kinds of messy things on the ground.
Many men in black were holding sheepskin scrolls that had just been taken out or had been half unfolded. These thin ancient papers were neither penetrated nor blocked by the dense bullets of short muskets; even if the owner behind them became riddled with wounds.
All the holes were unscathed, as if they didn't exist in the world.
Even if the red-haired girl doesn't know how to use them, their value is obvious.
As for the moment when the firefight broke out, the small wooden sculptures that the two men in black took out from their respective arms were even more obvious treasures.
No random passerby would deny this point of view, because the two lumps were full of rough tentacles, making it difficult to identify their real bodies. They were obviously ugly wooden sculptures, but they were actually shining there in broad daylight! Light!
Even these copper masks can be shown off when brought back to Songhai Heart Headquarters.
Back then, the three major families wiped out the Apostle Organization and hired forces from all over the world to help. The masks of these members of the Apostle Organization were like military medals to the killers and Yong Bingmen, worthy of permanent collection and commemoration.
Copper masks are the cheapest, followed by bronze. The two belong to the lower-level believers and priests among the apostles respectively. The more advanced brass masks belong to the elder level who can lead the team's actions.
If anyone is lucky enough to get a bishop-level silver mask, he can definitely fetch a high price enough to retire on the dark web.
However, all of this did not waver the red-haired girl in the slightest. She did not covet the wealth and power that these extraordinary items meant, and she even completely ignored the treasures behind her and stepped straight to the rooftop exit.
The elevator on the top floor did not lead directly to the lobby on the first floor, so Logan had to take the lowest floor shown on the elevator to the fourth floor of the building.
She is not worried at all about the blockage she will encounter when going out in the elevator. No one on the planet dares to claim to be more professional than her when dealing with similar situations.
In fact, due to the two unprecedented disasters, the chaos in the underground experimental area and the siege at the entrance on the first floor, the security force of Thetis Towers, which is more powerful than the regular army, has not even noticed that the rooftop has also been infiltrated.
Case.
In the elevator, the red-haired girl's fiery red eyes behind the mask were cold at the moment. Glancing at the beating floors on the screen, she reached out from her collar and took out a heart-shaped pendant that was worn close to her body.
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With a flash of tenderness in her eyes, Ai Luogensi flicked open the front cover of the necklace with her nails.
Inside was a photo, which looked to be at least ten years old. It was still the kind of defective product left over from a Polaroid that was overexposed and had a psychedelic focus. It could be seen that someone had used a knife on the original photo.
Cut it out to fit the heart shape of the pendant.
The photo shows a white-haired little loli, very cute. Of course, it can't be compared with Qu Yun, and it's not even as good as the well-behaved little guy isolated by glass in the underground experimental area.
However, under this unclear image, it can still be distinguished that the little girl has a face that is very similar to Zhen Cheng.
Putting aside the color issue, if you take this photo and tell Zhen Cheng that this is what you looked like when you were six or seven years old, she will definitely recognize it.
Closing the pendant and stuffing it back into her chest, Ai Luogensi pressed both hands on the handle of a gun, fading the tenderness in her eyes. Under normal circumstances, the brass man's judgment was indeed correct.
This 18-year-old top killer is indeed petty and retributive, and is indeed willful and reckless to the extent that she often kills regardless of the situation. But to be able to leave a series of glorious resumes as a killer and still survive to this day, it is obvious that she is not completely
A reckless woman who doesn't know how to use her brain.
Indulge yourself in killing all potential allies just because this is a wanton action with no client, no reward, no escape route, or even a successful goal.
Just for yourself, the last action.
Stepping out of the elevator gracefully, the mask hid the tears in the girl's eyes; a flamboyant, lawless, and heart-rending smile appeared on her lips.