Black Peacock is a person with a strong desire to survive, and he always puts his own safety first. From the fact that he has mastered the secret art of virtualization, you can see how afraid of death he is.
He is a core member of the sect organization, and there is no superior-subordinate relationship with other core members. Including the leader who sees the dragon but never sees the end, they are all on the same level. There is not much publicity about the core members joining the sect organization.
Because of the constraints of existence, the black peacock surrendered instantly and felt no pressure in his heart.
Although no core member of the Zaimen organization has been captured by other forces since its establishment, he doesn't mind being the first person. In comparison, his life is definitely more important.
On the still intact gray-white floor, Black Peacock knelt on his knees with his hands raised in a gesture of surrender. And because there was no pressure or calculation in his heart, his eyes were inexplicably clear and magnanimous. He clearly told everyone that he just wanted to surrender.
There won't be any flashy drama about dying together.
His eyes gradually scanned the surroundings, and there were six figures standing in the square, like tall towers. The distant ones were more than ten meters apart, and the close ones were behind them. They formed an incomprehensible circle.
Several powerful breaths mixed together, and the air was compressed and heavy.
Black Peacock glanced at a few people and took a deep breath.
"Understood……"
He suddenly raised his hand and hit his chest with a palm. He was unprepared and spat out with force, directly injuring the vital parts of his heart and lungs.
With a whoosh, he spit out a large mouthful of blood. The corners of his mouth were scarlet, and the black peacock's breath was extremely weak at this moment.
He coughed violently three times and looked at Ka Xiu and others again.
"Is this okay? Can I stand up?"
Seeing the inexplicably sincere face of the black peacock, the six people looked at each other, and the boiling aura gradually extinguished.
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The fighting subsided, a few hours later, at seven o'clock in the evening.
The slightly hot air during the day stabilized and gradually became cooler. The blue sky turned into a thick black, like a huge curtain. There were thick clouds hanging above, bright and twinkling stars, and a white bright moon that exuded soft light.
Starlight and moonlight are mixed together, with a cool silver color. Like a gauze, the evening breeze gently touches the cheeks of passers-by. The moonlight is clear and peaceful, and the heart is filled with silence.
The bustling night life of Kula City has begun. The main urban area has roads extending in all directions, bustling streets and lively crowds.
The neon lights at night are so colorful that they look like colorful paintings.
Only the entire street where the Tulip Antiques Exhibition is located is dark, without any lights, and full of death.
This place has been blocked by black agencies, and all aborigines or tourists staying in hotels have been transferred. Yellow cordons are surrounding all intersections in the streets and alleys, and a large number of armed police officers from the Municipal Police Department are cooperating to prohibit the public from entering.
Across the street from the Tulip Antiques Exhibition, there is a four-story single-family building. Police officers wearing black and blue uniforms are busy nearby. Some police officers are holding notebooks and pens, and they seem to be recording the damage to the building and street as required.
Condition.
There were two or three police cars nearby with lights flashing on their tops.
"The point of impact was on the wall on the third floor facing the street. A hole was broken in the masonry. It should have been an object with great inertia and very fast speed. 12345... Eight walls, eight walls were broken one after another. From the other side of the building
One side came out and was punched through."
On the third floor of the building, the shocking voices of police officers sounded.
There were also people making statements on the street behind the building.
"The fall point was in this big pit. A four-meter-diameter hole was made with a depth of two meters. The intensity of the bombardment must have been very strong. The ground within a diameter of fifteen meters sank, and most of the stone slabs in the street were shattered.
.The prop is...a steamroller?"
"The structure of the roller is twisted, and the surface of the metal frame and wheel axle has traces of being hit by fists. Judging from the number, location and shape of the depressions, it should be left by two people fighting..."
"..."
On the street, a blue and black striped police car swayed over, its wheels stumbling on the uneven ground.
After a while, I drove near the building and stopped.
A fat middle-aged policeman opened the car door and walked over while wiping the sweat from his forehead. The police officers on both sides saw him and said hello: "Hello, Deputy Commissioner Edwin...Hello, sir..."
Edwin nodded and walked all the way to the back of the building.
He approached several police officers who were recording the scene in their notebooks, and saw the leader of the special operations team not far away who was talking to his subordinates. He walked quickly with short legs step by step.
"Charlie."
"Hello, sir."
The two looked at each other and then walked to a remote corner.
Edwin whispered: "Today's events, the situation in the sealed area, all members of the special operations team cannot disclose it to anyone else. Including family members and colleagues in the police station."
"Understand?"
The usually gentle deputy director had a rare harsh tone.
"Understood, all members of our special operations team have signed confidentiality agreements and will not disclose the contents of the operation to the outside world."
Charlie nodded seriously. In addition to dealing with terrorist attacks and serial murder cases, their special operations team would occasionally cooperate with the black organization to do some finishing work. When it comes to extraordinary events, naturally the members are very strict.
"Well, I know you signed a confidentiality agreement. But this time is different. If the content was leaked in the past, the leaker would be warned and fired at most. If it is leaked this time, the leaker will be handed over to the black agency for processing. Do you understand what I mean?
?”
Edwin's tone became more severe as he continued.
"The action records and incident analysis of this special operations team will be entered into A-level secret files, which are extremely confidential."
"A-level!"
Charlie's pupils shrank. He has been the leader of the special operations team for ten years. Most of the extraordinary events he has been exposed to are "E" level. As for "D" level events, he has only been exposed to them three times in total. And the extraordinary events in Kula City
Since the establishment of the incident file, there have only been two dangerous "C" level incidents, not even a "B" level incident.
But now, what he was dealing with turned out to be an "A" level incident. Charlie couldn't help but feel his throat tightening, feeling inexplicably stressed.
He took a deep breath of cool air and nodded solemnly: "Sir, I will remind all members of the action team again and again later. The action files will be written and submitted on the spot..."
"Well, after recording here, you will go to the circular square where the most damage was caused to continue recording later. The Tulip Antiques Exhibition Hall and a dozen buildings on the left and right have been affected..."
"It should be soon. I just went to check it out. Well... everything has been razed to the ground. Be careful not to trip over the ruins."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Edwin patted Charlie on the shoulder.
"No..." Charlie was about to speak when a scream suddenly came from the darkness of the surrounding alley, followed by a muffled sound.
In the thick shadows, a strong black-haired man wearing tight-fitting shorts walked out. He dragged a figure with his right hand like a dead dog. It looked like she was a woman with long silky hair and a graceful figure. The toes of her shoes were dragging on the ground, not even a trace.
No sound is emitted.
It looked like a dead body without any breath of life.
"who!"
Charlie blurted out nervously, and was about to draw his right hand to his waist. However, he was suddenly caught by Edwin halfway.
"Mr. Feng Liusi, are there people from other forces spying? If you need any help, please tell us."
His tone was sincere, and his attitude seemed to be very low-key. Different from his humble and polite appearance, Edwin's hand grasped Charlie's wrist so tightly that his joints seemed to turn white from the force.
"It's okay, just some ants who are too curious. Just do your job well, I'm leaving."
The black-haired burly man replied indifferently.
He dragged the woman away and quietly disappeared into the darkness.
It wasn't until half a minute after Feng Liusi left that Edwin breathed a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, and let go of his hand holding Charlie's wrist. He turned his head and glanced at the somewhat confused Charlie.
"This Mr. Feng Liusi is a guest of the agency. The big shot of the black agency, Mr. Yamos, whom we met this afternoon, also maintained a respectful attitude in front of Mr. Feng Liusi." Edward took out his handkerchief and wiped it.
Crossing his forehead: "I came one step ahead of you today. Two hours ago, I saw Mr. Feng Liusi catch a snooper with my own eyes. The snooper resisted a little fiercely and knocked down two or three walls in a row."
"Mr. Feng Liusi was a little impatient. I saw with my own eyes that he used a finger, just like this, to gently tap the person's forehead..." Edwin repeated the action, with fear in his eyes.
"Then what…"
Charlie's throat moved as his forehead was tapped.
"Then, the man cracked and fell into pieces. Starting with the skin, it looked like a spider web. The meat fell off piece by piece as if it was stewed. Without the muscles, the internal organs and blood vessels inside could not be hung up, and all fell out with a crash.
.In the end, there was only a human skeleton left, shiny white. I can’t even think about it..."
Edwin made an expression as if he was about to retching.
Charlie touched his cheek hastily, as if he was afraid that his skin would suddenly fall off.
There was an inexplicable hint of fear in his eyes.
When Edwin saw Charlie's panicked expression, he felt inexplicably relaxed and felt a sense of relief. Disgusting things must be shared with someone, otherwise they will remain uncomfortable in his heart.
As for whether the nausea will be transmitted to Charlie, that's none of Edwin's business. Anyway, he is much better.
Putting the sweat-soaked handkerchief into his pocket, Edwin turned around to leave, but suddenly turned his head as if he thought of something.
"Oh, by the way. Don't go into the back hall of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition for the time being. Mr. Yamos and the others are resting in the back hall."
"Oh, I understand." Charlie nodded in a daze.
On the other side, in the back hall of the antique exhibition, the lights are very bright.
In the middle of the living room, there were two corpses lying there. One was torn apart, and the other looked like a puddle of mud. They were each covered with two plastic tissue paper wrappers similar to shrouds.
In the distance, a blond figure sat on a brown leather sofa. He took a sip of hot tea and put it back on the coffee table.
In the few hours in the afternoon, Ka Xiu mainly did three things. One was to examine the bodies of the two, the other was to discuss with Yun Quan about the ancient relics and related information at the Tulip Antiques Exhibition, and the third was to briefly interrogate the inexplicably cooperative people.
Black peacock.
The first thing is the corpses of Garlo and Lian. Needless to say, Lian’s resonance body has been drained. As a core member of the Gate organization, Garolo possesses the fragment of the Gate. Card Xiu tried to operate the induction, but was unable to do so.
produce any effective impact.
The second thing is the literal meaning. The source of this batch of antiques that Kaxiu and others obtained was mostly from an elderly collector in Mingshan City. After his death, his grandson entrusted part of the antique collection to the antique exhibition.
auction.
The third thing is the relevant information revealed by Black Peacock.
Due to some reasons, Black Peacock is very secretive about some aspects of the story, even to the point of death, and does not tell the reasons.
But in other respects, he responded promptly.
Among them is the purpose of the sect organization this time, the devil's book in myths and legends, a book that brings bad luck and curses to people. It records evil forbidden magic and a map of the ruins.
It also has the ability to temper and transform blood, and can reveal the information in the blood. It can extract part of the original owner's personality, memory fragments, desires, and even skills, secrets, and combat experience. This kind of blood can be infused into anyone's body.
The side effect is that you have to bear the bad luck of the curse.
It should be noted that this tempting-sounding ability is suitable for mid- to low-level transcendental beings. At the level of fighters such as Ka Xiu, mixed secret skills are a fatal weakness. What they pursue is a pure and unified spirit and a refined practice.
.If you swallow the tempered blood, it will pollute your own spirit.
It can be said that the gain outweighs the loss.
Only monsters like Dead Blood don't care.
The ability of the Devil's Book is very suitable for quickly cultivating a group of combat-effective subordinates, rather than assisting the strong in their cultivation.
You'll know it when you hear the exact same effect.
The so-called Devil's Book of the Sect is actually the Coupan's Box that the Blood Spirit Society wants to obtain. Inside the indestructible box is the Devil's Book, something that really works.
Cardiff asked Black Peacock how to open Coupan's Box.
But Black Peacock didn't know anything about it. He didn't lie. It was the leader of the Gate organization who knew how to open the magic box. Black Peacock and others were only responsible for fighting for Coupan's box, not opening it.
This made Ka Xiu a little disappointed.
After hearing Black Peacock's information about the Devil's Book, he was more interested in the contents of the book than in its ability to temper blood. There must be some very important things recorded in it, which were vaguely related to what he had recalled since several times.
It is related to the dark age that I felt through various side information.
On the sofa, Cardiff was thinking and playing with the palm-sized Coupan's Box in his hand. Suddenly, he felt some unevenness where his fingers touched, and he stopped moving.
Gently turned the magic box over.
Under the sun, the surface of the box is still flat and smooth.
But when Kashu changed the angle, he discovered that a blue-purple pattern gradually appeared in the center of the bottom of the box.
It can only be seen by facing the light at a certain angle.
Ka Xiu glanced at the details and gradually frowned.
"Huh? Why is it similar to the Rune of Wisdom?"
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