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Chapter 129: Country and Family

"If you feel uncomfortable, I can give you a different sword."

"You're worrying too much, I'm just chatting with her."

"What to talk about?"

"Something about a sword worrying that its owner is afraid of itself."

——The moonlight is hazy, and there is a conversation between master and apprentice on the roof of a hotel somewhere.

Dark red cracks roamed on the high-grade wooden floor, and the pungent stench kept irritating Zheng Qi's nerves. He kept recalling the monster-like giant claw in his mind, and the fear of being in a strange hunting ground amplified his fear.

pupil.

It was not that he had never seen scenes of corpses littering the fields. After all, he was a veteran who had participated in the rescue mission at the border of China. He was not surprised by the sight of human and humanoid flesh flying everywhere.

But what frightens him is an unknown horror, the kind of existence that lies beyond the bottom of the uncanny valley, which, under the background of blood and human remains, pushes his sanity to the critical line.

"Dagger" gently wiped the bloody part across the blood-scaled sword. The scale pattern on the sword was like a living thing, scraping all the blood stains cleanly.

A faint black mist curled out from the edge of the blade, and climbed onto the master's arm indistinctly, seeming to be nostalgic for the touch that had just merged into one. However, the master who did not understand the charm took her back into the shadow.

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"I'm sorry, master, I'm still too weak."

"Dagger" turned around and lowered his head to the woman in green who was leaning on the door.

"Remember the lesson from this time, a dozen is not like one against one, because it is impossible to confirm the specific situation of everyone on the enemy, so you must always have some reserves in case anything happens."

The woman in green clothes left the door, walked towards "Dagger", stared into his eyes, and carefully examined her beloved disciple's state of mind.

Although he was confident in his apprentice's character, "Yan" worriedly put his hand on "Dagger"'s head in order to avoid the one-ten-thousandth chance of being possessed by the devil.

"It won't happen again."

"yes."

"Dagger" nudged "Yan" between the eyebrows with his head, gently bent his eyebrows, and dodged the master who was half a head shorter than him. "Yan" is 1.65 meters tall, and he needs to stretch his arms to touch one.

The head of Miba's great disciple.

"Mr. Zheng Qi."

"Ah?! Mr. "Xie Zhi"..."

The words he had just been brewing disappeared when "Dagger" called out. Zheng Qi pressed against the wall tightly, standing up straight and forcing out a smile.

"I am "Dagger", and "Haechi" is the name of our team, which means the holy beast of justice, Haechi."

"Ming...I understand, Mr. "Dagger"."

Zheng Qi's chubby body squirmed on the wall a few times, and finally touched the office chair that had fallen to the side. He lifted up the office chair and turned to look at "Dagger".

"Feel free, but I suggest you don't sit down."

"Thank you, Mr. Dagger. Oh!"

The art office chair that had been loosened in the impact just now could not bear the weight of Zheng Qi's almost complete oppression. After letting out a scream, Zheng Qi slumped helplessly in the pile of cylindrical structures that were said to be purely hand-polished.

"Mo" subconsciously covered his grinning mouth under the mask, which was in sharp contrast to "Dagger" who was calmly watching all this.

"I told you."

"He probably thought the head wouldn't come up with such gentle advice."

"Maybe."

After briefly stabilizing the opponent's mood, "Dagger" turned sideways to take the tablet handed over by "Zhi", and flicked her forehead with his slightly curved index finger to express his appreciation, causing "Mo" to whistle.

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"You should know our origins. As a reminder, our employer is "Shadow Kill". In the external address, just call us the subordinate troops of "Shadow Kill"."

Fingers wandered and clicked on the tablet, "Dagger" signaled "Mo" to take Zheng Qi's hand and handed him the tablet that was ready for information entry.

The above is the entry program for all current human body codes, including retinal and nose prints. If Zheng Qi really knows the insurance information, "Dagger" will also enter his walking posture.

"Time is urgent, let's chat while recording. Mr. Zhengqi, you know that the Chinese government can

As an insurance device for this civil war?"

"Dagger" looked at Zheng Qi who was being assisted by "Mo" in inputting information. The camera behind him that had been melted by the high temperature at some point was stabbing with electric sparks. "Yan" glanced at the people gathered under the window of the corridor outside the door.

The armed police closed the door.

"I really don't know. It's useless even if you enter my information. After all, when I was a clerk in the National Intelligence Bureau of China, I heard about what kind of weapons the country was developing, but I didn't have enough identity at the time to know whether it was true or false.

All……"

"I said, we don't have much time, right?"

"Dagger" glanced at "Mo" who had collected the information, and heard the sounds coming from the floor and wall.

They are currently on the sixth floor, a very high floor that they will reach soon.

"I really don't know. If it hadn't been for that duck-neck voice that suddenly belched, I wouldn't have been able to climb to this position!"

"I understand that if I kill you here, China will use this incident to blatantly define "Shadow Kill" as a terrorist organization. In other words, you are also an insurance policy."

"Dagger" stood up, darkness enveloped his arm, and a black crystal fist similar to the enhanced mercenary captain appeared in front of Zheng Qi.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant at all. Everyone is working hard for themselves. If they can survive, who would be willing to die for the country!!"

Seeing that the other party revealed his life-saving plan in advance, Zheng Qi instantly understood how well prepared the other party was. For them, they either didn't care about the consequences, or they completely avoided the consequences.

No matter which one, now I have only one option: "exchange profits for life".

But what do I have?! I don’t even know whether the weapon is real or fake, let alone the specific details and location.

(Think carefully about Zheng Qi! Information about that weapon...)

"Master, everything is ready."

Zheng Qi watched in horror as the girl in black, "Zhi", held the bald mercenary's severed arm in her arms. He glanced at the room and was horrified to find that the scene had turned into a scene where he was attacked and rescued.

It was a professional technique comparable to that of the clean-up troops of China's National Intelligence Bureau. His veteran could not see any loopholes for a while.

(Oh, cleanup troops!)

"Mr. Dagger! I remember! I remember! Cleaning Department..."

"Open the door! You are already surrounded!"

"Don't shoot! I am Zheng Qi, the director of the Central Intelligence Agency of China! I'm fine now!!"

When Zheng Qi heard the voice of the armed police outside the door, he suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly.

(As long as you can confirm that you are still alive, it doesn’t matter how realistic the attack scene is!)

(Because the prerequisite for them to be rescuers is that they must die at the hands of these mercenaries!)

(Time of death must be hidden!)

Zheng Qi, who regained control of the victory, relaxed his muscles, looked at "Dagger" with a smile, and silently praised himself in his heart:

(Older gingers are more spicy!)

"Now you have no way to fake the scene. In other words, you can no longer kill me. Once I die in your hands, your "shadow killing" game will be over! Not only will you not get the money, you will also get

An international arrest warrant!"

"Dagger" looked at the arrogant Zheng Qi indifferently and sighed silently, his eyes full of pity.

"If you had told the information honestly just now, you might not have to die."

"Are you so angry, little brother! Now they all hear..."

Zheng Qi, who sensed something was wrong, stopped his sarcastic words. He turned back and looked at where the guest room door was. Then, panic enveloped his soul.

The original space and ground had been shrouded in thick darkness, and the room they were in now had a completely dark background!

Except windows, except windows that transmit light!

"Sound is transmitted by the air, and its essence is the vibration of the air. In other words, if I swallow the vibration of the air, the sound will not be transmitted.

?"

"But the window..."

(Yes, soundproof glass is now standard in high-rise buildings.)

After understanding the situation, Zheng Qi looked at "Dagger"'s arm in horror, like a desperate gambler who chose the wrong number at the critical moment.

"I...I can still..."

Zheng Qi stared blankly at the "dagger" and made an instinctive prayer.

"Then, I have a gentle suggestion."

"Do you want to?"

"boom!"

Just like removing the protective cardboard box, the armed police who tried countless times finally kicked open the closed door of the guest room. They rushed into the room well-trained and saw Zheng Qi covered in blood beside the door.

At this time, a fist-shaped groove appeared on his stomach, which was similar in shape to the hand of the "giant" in the room who had broken an arm.

The room was filled with a pungent stench, and combined with the broken arms and bodies, it formed a picture comparable to hell.

In the center of the room, three armed policemen who descended from the roof of the building to make a surprise attack were holding bayonets covered in hair, and they were slumped on the ground covered in wounds and blood.

"Rescue people first! Report to the command, this is 01, the hostages have been rescued, and three airborne troopers are seriously injured. Repeat, the hostages have been rescued, and three airborne troopers are seriously injured!"

The leader of the team commanded the team members in an orderly manner. He walked quickly to the three armed police officers and asked:

"Hey! Are you okay! What happened!"

"Team...Captain...that monster-like mercenary killed his comrade. The three of us fought hard to cut off his arm, and finally stabbed him to death with a bayonet. I guess...cough! If we are too fast, we won't survive..."

"It's okay! It's okay! Medical staff! Quick! Rescue!"

The captain gave up his position to the medical staff who rushed over, glanced at the swelling "giant" on the side with lingering fear, and tightened his grip on the magazine of his rifle.

He had doubts as to why he didn't shoot, but facing such a monster that could knock out a human with one punch at such a close range, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to shoot.

He turned around and checked the door lock, and found that there were signs of melting on the edge. He seemed to know the reason why it took so long to open the door.

On the street in front of the guest house, a black car roared past.

"Then let's meet in Tiandu. Thank you, "Shi"."

"It's good that I didn't make any mistakes. After all, I'm a little nervous too. Do what you did..."

"It's okay, you did a good job this time."

After hanging up the phone, "Dagger" thought about his actions and recalled whether there were any mistakes.

The ability of "Poetry" is to use verbal hints to make the other party act according to words. After being trained by "Shadow Kill" and Ye Lanxin, it can now fulfill the hints on a physiological level.

Thanks to her ability, the "Haizhi" team was able to use the airborne armed police to arrange the scene and escape from the roof of the building.

As for why we didn’t rely on “poetry” to interrogate Zheng Qi from the beginning…

It's purely because of "Dagger's" personal grudge against these people.

"Beep beep beep..."

"Hello?"

"I am Ye Yuan. I have intercepted the video you sent to the International Mercenary Channel. You must pay attention to such mistakes."

"I know, thank you, Uncle Ye."

"Well, I have prepared a plane back to Tiandu at Xushan Airport. It will take off in two days."

"Well, we will go to Xushan. If we can't make it..."

"You can go ahead, Lan Xin is injured..."

"...hang up first."

"Dagger" raised his eyebrows and prepared to hang up the communication.

"Book……"

"I am "Dagger" and will follow any order that pays me, no matter the time."

"I will pay you... Shuwen, thank you."

Ye Yuan on the other end of the communication slowly breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone with satisfaction. He lay on the office chair and called his third daughter:

"Wenxin, your second sister and eldest sister are safe."


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