"What is your purpose?" The avatar appeared behind the tragic poet in the form of me and Al.
"Oh my God!" The frightened tragic poet dropped the red wine glass in his hand to the ground with a crisp sound, "Shouldn't you be unconscious in the secret room? Huh? That's not right, there are still six people in the secret room!"
The clones were not in a hurry. They had already reset the secret room switch. The tragic poet did not notice that the two clones successfully distracted his attention. A group of six of us had climbed to the place where the crack had just appeared. Watts used
The beast-like claws pried it open, and a black space appeared outside the secret room. We immediately escaped from this damn secret room.
"Look at the secret room again." The clone did not come forward and was engaging in psychological tactics with the other party. At this time, the secret room was empty.
"Impossible, no one can escape from the secret room." Trimalchio was a little crazy. After all, he had been bound by space for hundreds of years. If others hadn't accidentally released him, he would have continued to
Imprisoned in darkness, he cannot accept the fact that someone could escape from within.
"Your hundreds of years do not seem to have made you stronger, but have made you mentally more fragile. You are no longer worthy of the title of a royal noble cadre. You can only be regarded as a perverted murderer.
." Several of us appeared in front of him one after another, and the tragic poet continued to roar, saying some incomprehensible words, "This era is not suitable for our existence after all. We should have witnessed the course of time, not
Jump to this point and let me end your lives. You should not appear in this era. You are products of the Middle Ages, not modern times."
The tragic poet Trimalchio murmured something that we could no longer hear clearly. He took out the items from the portable safe and threw it on the ground to break it. "I originally planned to use the New Year's Eve on the night of the last day of this year.
On this occasion, we will end the fate of the vampire clan, change the balance of supernatural creatures, give birth to the products that this century should have, and promote the course of modern society." Then he knelt on the ground, picked up the broken test tube fragments, and inserted it into his heart.
"The reagent has been broken and you will all die."
Ted stepped forward and checked on the crazy tragic poet, "If we tell him that the reagent is fake, will he be angry to death?"
"I don't know, but luckily the reagent has been replaced. Let's find a way to get out," Al said.
Argen's clone went ahead to explore the way, and we followed behind. "It turns out that Muhammad had been killed a long time ago. It was this tragic poet who was behind this all along." I patted Tried on the shoulder.
"It's really a tragedy that I was included in his scheme. My wife and children were killed, and I am also wanted."
"But fortunately, this man died in the secret room arranged by himself. Let's go out and blow up the place, and contact Nivell and Tana." Acho took my hand and continued, "As long as we are together,
It's not a tragedy, right?" I turned around and kissed her, and replied, "Yes, my dear."
"Hey, we are very disgusted by how you two behave." The eldest lady turned her head and said displeased.
We quickly escaped from the secret room under the Ministry of National Defense and found several bombs in the weapons room of the security studio. Ted was very familiar with this place. After a burst of explosions, we got out of the original underground garage of the shopping mall.
come out.
"Hey! Sister Tana, we are finished here. You will take care of the political aspects. In about 3 hours, we will go to the airport and wait for a plane to **. It is expected that we will be able to arrive in ** tonight
See you." Aqiao and I hung up the phone at the same time.
"Neville said everything is normal over there. He has already bought a ticket to Japan. Without further ado, the reagents are not safe after all. We will arrive at Japan as soon as possible and let Tana and Emil destroy the reagents."
"I'm afraid Ted won't be able to leave with us. The wanted order has not yet been lifted, and he will definitely be stopped at the airport." We hailed a commercial vehicle and drove us towards the hotel.
"It doesn't matter. You have already helped me to rehabilitate and find out the truth. I will handle the rest by myself. If necessary, just call me. In Pakistan, I am not in the open and it is better to do things in the dark.
"Hearing what Ted said, we felt relieved.
Along the way, Ted told us about his own affairs. He hoped to cooperate with us again in the future. Of course, we did not want him to have anything to do with us. After all, we would be killed at any time, and we were a group of people who were exhausted.
"By the way, Traed, I need your help to find out one more thing later. Are there any team members who go on missions with you who have the same special abilities as you?" Al wanted to know how ordinary humans do.
obtain this special ability.
"I will investigate this point and contact you later. That mission was indeed strange, but among the surviving team members, besides me, there were 5 others, one Chilari, who is already dead, and a tavern owner,
There are three more missing." Ted picked up the phone and saved each of our phone numbers for future contact.
When we arrived at the hotel, there was a large group of reporters outside the hotel surrounding the door. It seemed like some big shot had appeared. "Let's go in through the staff-only passage." And we continued to use the staff-only stairs to go upstairs and return to the room.
"Mr. Wuzi, Mr. Andorra, you are finally back. Just after you made the call, it became a mess outside. The news reporter received information that the Ministry of National Defense was attacked by an extremist terrorist organization. Mohammed and his subordinate Qila
Rui colluded with the enemy, and was later attacked by the guard regiment, and died together with the enemy," Neville said.
"Then why do reporters flock here?" I asked curiously.
"I called the front desk and asked, and they said that this kind of thing had never happened in the years that Ted was in the Department of Defense. Reporters were besieging the Minister of Defense who had just returned from a visit abroad, asking him to thoroughly investigate Traed.
Is the wanted person a result of being framed? If so, everyone demands that the wanted person be revoked and appointed as deputy minister of defense to maintain domestic security." Neville finished the story in one go and looked at us who were dumbfounded.
"What's going on?" Neville was at a loss. We were also at a loss at the time. After the incident, we called Neville and Tana. No one could explain why it suddenly became like this.
Everyone is speculating whether it was Tana's connection and the reporters were mobilized.
"Anyway, this is a good thing. As long as you can be cleared, many things will be easier to deal with in the future." Al patted his shoulder, "We have to pack up and prepare to leave. As long as the reagent is completely destroyed
, we can have a good sleep peacefully.” (To be continued)