In addition to countless iron cages holding experimental subjects, there is also an independent surgical laboratory in the innermost part. In the room, Shunsuke Nishimaru is bending down, speaking in a low voice to a hook-nosed man sitting on the sofa with a wine bottle in his hand.
say something.
There was a life-support capsule with the door half open in the middle of the operating room. The little girl Miria Nishimaru's face was pale and weak, her breathing was vague, and it seemed that she would pass away from this world at any time.
"Sir Wu Lai, we agreed at the beginning that we would only test the medicine for you for five million yen, but now you have kidnapped my daughter...and taken them away. She is my only close relative..."
The hook-nosed man named Wu Lai put down the bottle and raised his eyebrows. He glanced sideways at the young man in front of him and said in a cold tone, "So... what do you mean? I need to pay more?"
"No no no!"
Shunsuke Nishimaru was frightened by the cold tone. He didn't know why... He was always afraid when facing these heavenly beings, and subconsciously felt humble.
But I remembered that I was about to leave this damn city and find a place where no one knew me to start a new life without being tied down by a drag bottle.
Shunsuke Nishimaru couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said bravely, "I mean...is five million too little?"
Wu Lai raised his head and took another sip from the bottle. The dark brown strong liquor flowed into his throat. He wiped his mouth and asked with a smile:
"Then how many do you want?"
"I'm not greedy... Master Wu Lai." Shunsuke Nishimaru asked tentatively, "Then, add another five million yen... If that doesn't work, we can also discuss it."
"No, no, no, no need to discuss." Wu Lai shook his head.
Shunsuke Nishimaru suddenly beamed, "You mean...thank you very much."
Sure enough, how could someone living in such a luxurious villa be so stingy?
However, the next second,
When Shunsuke Nishimaru raised his waist, he was surprised to find that Wu Lai had an elongated and thickened black large-caliber revolver in his hand, and he was pointing it at his chest with a smile:
"The name of this gun is Shaman. She is my most cherished girl. I will never leave her. Each bullet is worth about one million. Now... can I pay?"
"no, do not want!"
Shunsuke Nishimaru's mouth opened silently, but no sound came out. A series of gunshots rumbled through the surgical laboratory!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang—!
Five consecutive shots as fast as lightning.
The revolver's fidget spinner spun wildly, and there was only one bullet left in the magazine.
However, Nishimaru Shunsuke's body seemed to be subjected to an overwhelming force. He was knocked back step by step, and blooming blood flowers exploded on his chest.
Bang!
In the end, his body uncontrollably fell back on the ground not far from the life-saving cabin, and he rolled over with a struggle, with a stream of bright red blood spurting out of his mouth.
My eyelids are so heavy...
Consciousness gradually begins to blur...
Is this what death feels like...
"Dad...Dad...Dad..."
In a daze, a faint little girl's voice came to Shunsuke Nishimaru's ears, and he barely opened his eyes.
What came into view was the extremely weak Miuri Nishimaru lying in the life-support cabin with her eyes still closed. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was calling him unconsciously.
Shunsuke Nishimaru closed his heavy eyelids.
It is said that when a person is dying, many forgotten images will appear in his mind. At this time, many short figures that he could not remember clearly appeared in his mind.
When he was sick and lying in bed with a fever, there was a little figure standing on a small stool on the stove board, laboriously tiptoing to cook porridge for himself;
On a heavy rainy day, he went out from get off work at the nightclub. He was carrying a small schoolbag and wearing a yellow raincoat outside the door. He stood in the heavy rain holding a big umbrella tightly and looking up at the rain;
And when he got off work, he brought her something to eat. Her timid little face was filled with joy and she happily cuddled up to him. She ate half of the food and secretly left the other half for herself...
The outlines of the faces of these little figures gradually became clearer, with small noses, small mouths, and a pair of timid big black and white eyes reflecting light.
It turns out...it's that...oil bottle...
Nishimaru Shunsuke's remaining consciousness was thinking like this, his body gradually lost its temperature, but at some point, there was a wet mark on the dry ground on the side of his face.
...
Not far away, Wu Lai raised his revolver and blew away the rising smoke. He shook his head and picked up the bottle again, smiling and shaking his head:
"Haha...human affection...how ironic..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ajar door of the surgical laboratory was suddenly pushed open.
"Yeah?"
Someone walked in, and the sound came along with it.
Wu Lai suddenly turned around, and what appeared in front of him was a figure wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask. He subconsciously glanced sideways towards the outside of the laboratory.
"Are you looking for those people outside?"
As Higashinohara spoke, he raised his hand to reveal the short knife, and the bright red blood was falling on the quiet ground drop by drop along the blade's surface.
Wu Lai frowned immediately when he saw this.
Although the employees of Sigmund Company outside do not have the strength to specialize in fifth-level superpowers like him, they are still third- and fourth-level superpowers and superpowers. Logically speaking, even if they are not opponents, they will not even call the police.
There was no time to send it out.
Could it be that the gunshot he just fired covered up the warning?
This is no longer important.
But does the guy behind the dragonfly mask really not know who he is?
Woolley held the revolver with only one bullet left and said calmly, "Are you a guest at the dinner? Sorry, the exhibition is up there. I can take you up if you get lost."
"No."
Higashinohara shook his head.
"That's it..."
Wu Lai nodded slightly thoughtfully.
The next moment, he raised the gun in his hand as fast as lightning, pulled the trigger without even aiming, and the last bullet burst out instantly!
But it was not shot towards Higashinohara.
boom!
without warning,
The overhead lights in the surgical lab went out.
This was originally the basement.
As soon as the lights went out, the surroundings suddenly became dark like thick ink in the middle of the night, and you couldn't even see your fingers.
Click, click, click—!
In the silent darkness, there was the sound of revolvers being pushed into the chamber one by one, and a kind of fear like a thorn on the back oppressed every nerve of the person.
It seems that in the next second, life will end in a fire that lights up in the darkness.
Higashinohara silently felt this fear that could make ordinary people collapse. Perhaps it was because of his rapid increase in strength in the past thirty minutes, or perhaps because of his first killing spree tonight.
At this time, his heart was surprisingly calm. The darkness in front of him and the life-threatening crisis lurking in the darkness did not seem to be as scary as he imagined.
"Not ready yet?"
Higashinohara's voice came from the darkness:
"I don't have much time."
court death!
Wu Lai's eyes narrowed slightly, and everything in front of him in the darkness suddenly became clear, and his own perception extended in all directions like an invisible spider web.
And he was sitting in the middle of the net.
...
"If I guess correctly, you should have a speed-related talent, right?"
In the darkness, Wu Lai suddenly spoke, with a relaxed tone and a smile:
"Then let me guess again, it shouldn't be [Rattlesnake] with talent sequence 35. Well, could it be Super Speed with talent sequence 68..."
At this point, Wu Lai's tone suddenly turned cold, and his eyes flashed with a faint cold light, "It's a pity that you met me tonight - the speed terminator!"
The eye of true seeing!
The dangerous ability of talent sequence 38.
This kind of natural ability appears in Wu Lai, the level 5 and 2 controller. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a "speed terminator".
Because the most terrifying thing about the [Eye of True Sight] is not the ability to have a wider or even penetrating field of vision, but the "net" that is woven within the area after the perception is spread out.
As long as the enemy is in the net, to a certain extent, his bullets are bound to hit according to the law of cause and effect. No matter how fast the opponent is, they cannot avoid it.
Hearing the voice in the darkness, Higashinohara took a breath and a faint light flashed in his eyes.
Nine Eyes and Six Paths!
First look! Open!
For an instant, the pitch-black darkness around him was still surging.
But everything in front of Higashinohara's eyes was no longer just black. There was also an outline of a figure, and every subtle movement was clearly visible.
The next second, the figure raised his hand.
Higashinohara's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he suddenly leaned over and tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Without warning, an almost continuous line of sharp gunshots erupted in the darkness in front of me, and orange fireworks filled the darkness, each one suddenly blooming in a different place.
Spin six bursts!
And almost at the moment when the gunfire rang out,
Suddenly, blurry and slender ghosts appeared in the darkness, and each bullet blasted those shadows with great accuracy, accompanied by a shrill sound of breaking through the air.
After the continuous gunshots, the darkness suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
The next second,
Someone's body fell heavily to the ground.
despair-!
The lights on the survival module in the room were turned on.
The darkness was dispersed silently, and the fluorescent white light lit up the surgical laboratory again.
A man wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask stood next to the half-open life-support capsule, silently staring at Nishimaru Miri, who was lying inside with infusion needles and various medical instruments inserted all over her body. She was breathing weakly and had a delicate baby like a doll.
There was no color on his face.
Not far behind Higashinohara.
Wu Lai, holding a revolver, was lying in a pool of blood, with a fruit knife inserted into his chest and atrium, and his eyes on his hooked nose were so wide that they almost bulged out.
He couldn't believe what was happening to him.
At the moment when he was on the verge of death, he was extremely sure that every shot he shot hit the opponent, but he was the one who fell in the end.
This was really hard for him to accept.
shadow!?
Wait! Those shadows?
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his mind.
Could it be that the opponent is a user with talent sequence 98 [Shadow Instant] ability? Otherwise, there is no way to explain the situation like "it was clearly a hit but it was equal to a miss" just now.
But realizing this, Wu Lai's pupils gradually dilated and became even more confused.
[Shadow Instant] When a person with the ability reaches the fourth level, he can only appear four real shadows during battle, but his six consecutive shots just now hit far more than four shadows.
And how could that kind of gray ordinary talent with a talent sequence of 98 be able to explode like that just now, completely far beyond the fourth level... No!
A terrifying strength that even surpasses the sixth level?
Before he could think more, the body with its damaged organs could no longer bear the load, and Wu Lai's consciousness dissipated into this world with a deep sense of confusion.
...
Tick tock—!
At this moment, the real-time data of Nishimaru Miria's body functions on the monitor have almost all dropped to the lowest value, and her breathing has become weaker and weaker.
Higashinohara glanced at Shunsuke Nishimaru who was lying in a pool of blood not far away - although he despised this guy, at this moment, Miria Nishimaru had lost her only relative.
perhaps,
For her at this moment,
This isn't important anymore, is it?
At this time, a faint whisper suddenly came from my ears.
Not sure if she was awakened by the gunfire just now, Nishimaru Miria's long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and she slowly opened her big black and white eyes, which reflected a ray of light under the light, and stared at Higashinohara for a while.
He closed his eyes again tiredly.
"Big brother...is...is it you?"
A small, weak voice came from Nishimaru Miria's mouth. Higashinohara was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Nishimaru Miria could recognize him immediately despite forgetting to take off his mask.
He quickly took off his mask and said softly: "It's me, I'm here to see you, Xiao Weili."
Nishimaru Miria asked angrily in a low voice, "Thank you... Brother, where am I?"
"We're in the hospital, Xiao Weili is sick."
Higashinohara said softly, "The doctor said you will be fine soon, don't worry."
"The doctor is great, big brother...I...I feel much better. My chest that used to hurt a lot doesn't hurt anymore."
Nishimaru Miria's weak voice sounded. Her pale face was sunken a little, and her dimples seemed to be exposed - she used to have dimples when she smiled happily.
Higashinohara was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Big Brother... I have something to ask you... While I'm in the hospital... I'll ask you to take care of Misari's home. Hanamaru and the others are very good, so please take care of me, Big Brother."
Higashinohara listened in silence, knowing in his heart that she was talking about the simple shack in the corridor built with wooden boards that she had picked up and washed from an abandoned construction site.
Hanamaru is the name of one of the little kittens.
"Well, don't worry."
Higashinohara nodded, and was about to say something more, when a monitor alarm suddenly sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.
He turned his head with some difficulty.
On the ECG monitor is a straight line from left to right, leading to an invisible distance. In the life-support cabin, Miria Nishimaru has stopped talking, and her long black eyelashes have stopped trembling.
silence...
Deathly silent silence...
Higashinohara stared silently at the logo of Sigmund International Trading Company on the life-support module, put on the dark gold dragonfly mask again, turned around and walked out of the empty surgical laboratory behind him.
Things like separation and death...are indeed the last things you want to experience in life.
time is limited.
He thought to himself.
...
Not long after Higashinohara went out, the monitor in the life-support cabin suddenly made a "ding" sound, and something appeared on the screen of another body function monitor...
