Chapter three hundred and twentieth party admission
"Today is September 16th, 2020 in the Blue Star Calendar, which is July 29th in the lunar calendar. Under the leadership of the Central Committee of the State of China, the rectification actions of local governments to combat crime and evil have achieved great results, and the people live and work in peace and contentment...
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——Xinzhou City 1st Broadcast, China Evening News on September 16, 2020
After the heat wave dissipated, the originally neat and gorgeous first floor of the villa had completely turned into a burning coal stove, open flames, scorching smell, hot heat, gunpowder smoke... just like the ruins of a battlefield that had just experienced a bombing.
The mercenary "Dagger" stood there, protecting himself with black wings. Next to him was Yun Luochen who was pressed to the ground by black thorns. Under his deliberate control, the spikes from the thorns penetrated his chest just right.
The skin is deep but not transparent, but shallow enough to see blood.
Like the chains of a prison that hangs a human life, the fear lingering on it whispers to you: if you act rashly, it will get deeper, and if you move deeper, it will take your life.
Therefore, the chains that bind the living being are added to the living being's own heart.
"There are still thirteen people who pose a threat to the combat force. How to deal with it?"
The waning moon wallet shorts that transformed into a human form, and the alluring black stockings wrapped the slender legs, reflected on the red-striped black backs of the butterfly swords, paired with the indifference to the surrounding temperament, a snake-like aura
Beauty comes from the pavement.
Everyone knows that he can't be offended, but they can't help but get close to him.
"Well, how to deal with it?"
"Dagger" turned around, holding the sword in his right hand, and he and Canyue aimed at the dark muzzles around them. He looked up at the middle-aged mercenary in front of him who was obviously the leader, and waited for... the answer in the earphones.
"Try to keep a tongue that can speak and let Yun Luochen slip away. The rest is up to you."
"learn"
Under the mask, the corners of Death's mouth curled up.
"Hiss!"
Flashes of light and white mist follow the landing point of the words, and in the rising smoke, the pitch-black sword blade draws a circle.
"Plop! Plop!"
two
The two birds that arrived early were neatly split into two by the sword blade, smoke and mist swirled, and a dark figure lifted the bloody paintbrush.
The three mercenaries who were holding the daggers in their backs were stabbed in the neck by the double blades that looked like butterflies piercing flowers. The blood that spurted out unified the color of the smoke.
five.
"Hand-to-hand combat! (Hessian)"
"bass!"
Silent black thorns penetrated the armor. The speaker lowered his head blankly, trying to look at the suddenly warm chest, but his vision fell down in the next second.
Six.
"Lie down! (Hessian)"
"I fuck you...(Grand)"
"boom!!"
The beheading of the speaker declared the ineffectiveness of the command. The two mercenaries in the same team jumped back out of the door while throwing four grenades into the blood-stained smoke in front of them.
Dust and flesh flew everywhere, and the unfinished words turned into last words in the next second.
ten
On the floor, the aftermath of the explosion effectively shattered the black thorns pressing on Yun Luochen. Regardless of his half-body being burned by the flames and the single piece, he crawled toward the blasted wall on the right side of the first floor, covered in blood.
.
With only one arm left and half-broken teeth, in order to escape and survive, this arrogant and domineering young master even did not hesitate to pick up the pieces of the dead and struggled to fight in the bloody filth he spit out.
Climb forward.
Finally, he waited for his savior, crawling on the ground
Among the dead bodies, a strong hand held his wrist firmly.
Yun Luochen raised his head and saw the real talker who was the first to load the gun.
Yes, the guy who is most conspicuous and looks like a commander is just a subordinate of the mercenary captain.
"Harder! (Hessian)"
"Take me away!!! (Grand)"
The bald mercenary lying on the pile of dead bodies held Yun Luochen's hand tightly, and then threw him towards the hole in the wall behind him with one hand.
But at this moment, an instinctive warning made him directly pick up the gun and shoot in the back!
"Bang!"
"Hiss, hiss..."
The sparks from the bullet stung his cheek. The veteran mercenary, who had experienced many battles, clenched the gun in his hand and looked at the sight in front of him in extreme amazement that was incomprehensible to humans:
Thigh-thick black thorns, ammunition that was eaten away bit by bit.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
The increasingly dense bullets told of his growing fear. Taking off the gas and smoke from his waist, the old mercenary made the most correct choice out of jealousy and fear:
Disturb vision and escape.
The smoke and bursts of white light stung his eyes, and the tear gas exploded at close range made his senses collapse and congested.
His vision was pale, his body was in pain, his throat was hoarse, and his ears were ringing, but with tears streaming down his face, he moved quickly and accurately, and under such circumstances, he accurately ran towards the large hole leading to the way out.
Outside the big hole were his men driving the car.
"Well!"
The feeling of weakness suddenly spread to his legs, and the old mercenary's body fell downwards, just like his future.
"John! Let's go! (Hessian)"
The roar of the engine came from the car outside the cave, and the old mercenary bumped back with his elbow. Knowing that he could not escape, he chose to meet his end with a little dignity.
"Poof! Click!"
"ah!!!"
With the only sense that can accurately perceive, the old mercenary got the ending of this struggle for dignity: the elbow bone was broken,
He squinted his eyes, trying to confirm the other party's current situation and the weapon that shattered his elbow bone.
So reality gave him despair. In his blurry vision, what shattered his elbow bone was just an ordinary hand knife.
And "Dagger" just stood there, surrounded by the black thorns that gradually wrapped around the old mercenary, and in front of him was the hole through which Yun Luochen escaped.
There were four sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground from behind. "Dagger", who was covered in blood, pressed the earphones with his filthy hands, and the sound of heavy vehicles came from all around.
"Mission objective achieved."
"Next time, can you use a more human approach?"
On the other end of the earphone, Ye Lanxin, who had witnessed the whole process with a pinhole camera, made this suggestion that should have been made long ago.
After hearing this suggestion, "Dagger" just looked around the battlefield quietly, and then said hello to "Jiu Qi" Liu Yesiao who was walking in front of him.
"What do you mean?"
"For killing methods like beheading or dismemberment, I hope you can optimize them as much as possible."
"They are armed with firearms, throwing objects, and some even have supernatural powers. I have no information. Touching the neck is too restrictive, and stabbing the chest has a low mortality rate. If the life-and-death policy is confirmed, I would rather choose a more efficient one.
"
"Dagger" Xiang took out a towel from the shadow and wiped his exposed skin on the high-end sofa that had been destroyed with only a wooden board left.
In just a few seconds, the towel was covered in dirt and blood.
"But there are ordinary people here. This is not just a battlefield, it is also a city, a densely populated center... Forget it, I just don't want you to become a devil who loves killing."
No matter which reason was used, it would be easily overturned by "for efficiency". Ye Lanxin sighed and told the real reason.
But even this reason can be refuted by "I want to ensure that I survive first."
In the final analysis, atrocities such as killing cannot be "beautified" at all.
"The best way to protect a child from becoming a criminal or a devil is never to decorate the ugliness with hypocritical packaging and beautification, and then use stories that only exaggerate virtues to preach those empty beauties in a feeble manner.
, like a balloon that pops as soon as you poke it.”
"Dagger" paused for a moment, thinking of things he had seen or experienced while writing novels, and then said:
"Blood is red, the horror of killing people is disgusting, forcing others is ugly, beautiful "sex" is different from vulgar "sex"...Only when you have seen the truth, can you feel the beauty
It’s valuable.”
"There is only one heroism in this world, and that is to see the world clearly and then change it."
"Dagger" reached out and touched the approaching moon. Beside the two of them, the protective shield that had been protecting Liu Jinhang and others finally opened.
Not surprisingly, Liu Yu and his son had physical and psychological stress reactions directly after being shocked.
"But you are different. You have become accustomed to ugliness and darkness. Even you yourself are already a murderous and fearful demon."
Most of "Dagger's" enemies are unwilling to be enemies with him anymore, and even to this day, there are survivors who have seen him doing missions and are being treated by psychologists.
The "Shadow Kill" team members who had experienced that hell together respected and feared him. None of the members who understood and performed the post-processing tasks would not be frightened when they saw "Dagger".
As everyone knows very well, if the actions of "Shadow Kill" are known to the world, they will definitely be characterized as evil and condemned as a scandal.
And if what "Dagger" has done in less than a year is known to the world, he will definitely be imprisoned in a referendum by the world, or even publicly thrown to death.
"I'm not bloodthirsty, it's just that the dead are easier to deal with than the living, that's all."
"Shu Wen! I don't want my lover to turn into a cold-blooded devil!"
"Every "Shadow Kill" combatant has a blood debt on his hands. People with outstanding abilities like Xiao'er have dealt with far more people than I have a blood debt on my hand..."
"You are different from them. Xiao'er has Jiu Ba..."
"I have you too. If I want to protect these beautiful little pieces of light like yours, I won't slow down the speed of my sword swing."
"Even if you become a devil..."
"I will only become a devil in a macro sense, but in terms of personal cognition, I will keep my nature, not only as a human being."
Ye Lanxin opened her mouth, and after a pause for a few seconds, she said softly:
"you……"
"Even if the ending that Naiya expected comes in the end, I will definitely protect you instinctively in the chaos that I can't think about. I swear."
"Um."
"Dagger" hung up the conversation with Ye Lanxin. He walked down from Shafa, reached out and touched Canyue's hair, and wiped away the blood stains on her temples with a loving look in his eyes.