"Oriental?"
Fotexiwen looked at the two Orientals on the street diagonally across the street through the angle between the curtains and the window, his brows knitting together tightly.
The arrest of the God's Messenger made his revenge plan come to nothing. Although he had temporarily given up on assassinating the God's Messenger, he would not give up forever. If there was a chance, he would not mind a trip to the deep-sea prison of the Military Intelligence Agency.
Fotesivan, who has now gotten rid of many relationships, is like the protagonist in the novel who collects the mountains and enjoys life. The rewards he earned from assassinations over the years are enough for him to spend as much as possible without having to worry about financial problems.
It has been less than two months since he temporarily settled in Sallyville - before that, he went on a global trip to finish some unfinished work, including avenging the lady. Now he has retired.
But in such a season, he was targeted, and he was an Oriental.
The arrival of Eastern missions in the West is no longer news. Whether in the Shining Star Empire or elsewhere, there are many Easterners appearing.
It seemed to be a very easy thing for them to appear and be accepted by people, and it did not cause many waves. People in society accepted a group of people who had never appeared or interacted with them before to live in the same community with them. On a street.
This may have a lot to do with their politeness and upbringing. As we all know, Asians are very well-educated and polite. They always show their best selves in front of people.
They have decent and unique clothes and a little bit of humor that is not easy to understand, but it is more or less humorous. It is not difficult to accept them.
More importantly, their respect for other people impressed everyone. No matter whether they were rich or not, or whether they were in groups, their attitude towards people was always so... just like running towards the sun in the spring breeze under the bright sunshine of spring. So comfortable.
But the two Easterners Fotexiwen observed were different from the others. Thanks to his innate magical talent or ability, he could faintly detect hostility from these people.
If ordinary people appear in white and yellow in the world they perceive, then these two Orientals appear in red, like fire and blood.
He looked away from the two of them, walked back to the room, moved an oil painting away, cut the expensive wallpaper with his knife, and then pushed it inwards.
A suitcase hidden in the mezzanine of the wall appeared in front of him. When he grabbed the handle of the suitcase, he was in a trance for a moment. He had not killed anyone for several months, and when he picked up his weapon again, he always felt... a little... An indescribable feeling.
At the same time, the two people across the road seemed to have determined that their target was in the house diagonally opposite. The two turned and walked towards the house. They always wore confident and sunny smiles on their faces, and greeted every passerby who paid attention to them. They all nodded in a friendly manner, which also made those people feel good.
The two of them rang the doorbell one after another. Fotesivan on the second floor pushed the magazine into the weapon. He stood on the guardrail of the stairs on the second floor and looked at the two figures outside the translucent glass on both sides of the door. Slowly raised the weapon in his hand.
Just when his eyes were directly connected to the person outside the door, the facial expressions of the two people outside the door changed slightly. The man standing in front held the door handle with one hand and pressed the lock core with the other, and then " With a sound like a planer cutting through a piece of wood, the door was pushed open with a loud bang.
The moment the door opened, Fotesivan pulled the trigger. In his perception, he could clearly detect the course of action of the two people. Without waiting for any change in the two people's reactions, he took one step ahead of them. An advance was made on the route of action.
This is also the reason why he has successfully completed countless missions. He has a special talent. In his perceptual world, he can detect the target's emotional changes, whether he is hostile to himself, and the other party's actions and routes.
To be a killer with such a talent is simply overkill, which is why he can guarantee a completion rate of 99.99.
But this time, he seemed to be in trouble.
While the bullets were spinning towards the two of them, the Eastern man standing behind slid in front of the man in front. He swung his arm, unsheathed his sword with a rumble, and swept away the bullets with a few clangs.
It turns out that the belt of this man's waist sword is a soft sword. As long as he holds the exquisite belt buckle and pushes the mechanism and pulls hard, a well-made soft sword can be drawn out.
Both sides of the battle seemed to have no interest in talking. Fotesiwen realized that these two Easterners were not as easy to deal with as the others, so he turned around and returned to the room.
Now that he has no organization behind him and no tasks in hand, he can be regarded as retired. There is no need to fight hard. There is no shame in running away if you can't defeat him.
He wanted to leave, but someone was unwilling to let him run away. One of the two Easterners chased him from the room, while the other turned around and went out, chasing him directly around the yard.
The technology of both sides is top-notch. You chase each other in the city, but they don't reveal too many flaws, and they don't alarm the people.
Except for the gentleman who was drinking coffee on the roadside who suddenly stared blankly at the handle of the cup in his hand, the coffee and glass shards that were dripping down his legs, the kind man who had finished feeding the birds looked at the birds flying into the sky but was surprised. A few fell down, and so on, but there was no other big movement.
If he encountered a difficult situation for the first time in his history when he assassinated Du Lin, mainly talking about Du Lin's snipers, then this attack made him feel an inexplicable fear.
He found that his perception was no longer omnipotent, especially when moving at high speeds. His perception clearly told him that these people would go to the right next, but they went to the left or went straight. Their behavior was different from that of Buddha. Xiwen's perception didn't match up, which was why he was frightened.
This chase lasted for more than 20 minutes. The three standing adrenaline pills were unable to get rid of these people, let alone defeat them. In the end, Fotesivan fell to the ground exhausted and was carried by one of them with one hand. got up.
The man pinched his neck, and he completely passed out. He had no idea what happened after that.
After he passed out, the two Easterners got into a car on the side of the road, headed to the port, and waited on a bus that drove directly away from Sallyville and toward the Shining Star Empire.
At the same time, Mags, who had just been fed lunch by the nurse, was lying calmly on the bed. A young man responsible for recording data was checking the equipment. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and an Dongfang man who was obviously different from the others was People came in.
He was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his exact appearance. It felt like he had seen him somewhere.
In the exchanges between the East and the West, exchanges about medical care are also a top priority. Medical groups spend a lot of money to invite some doctors from the East to conduct friendly and in-depth exchanges on medical aspects.
As they gradually got to know each other, the medical group discovered that the Eastern medical system was more inclined to primitive methods. They used various native herbs as the main means of treating diseases, supplemented by various methods such as killing horses and killing chickens and acupuncture.
Although many times no one can understand why seemingly crude and backward medical methods can be more effective than advanced medical science in some aspects, so the exchanges between the two parties have continued.
Doctors from the East also attach great importance to Western medical science. This is already the third exchange group, including exchanges in brain science.
After the doctor came in, the young man in charge of collecting data immediately stood up. The internal struggles of the five major medical groups are often more cruel and more frequent than political pressure struggles.
After all, this involves millions of research funds and over 100 million bonuses after success. As long as the benefits are sufficient, it is normal for several doctors to disappear.
Therefore, in this environment, there is a very strict class system among researchers of different levels. Exchange doctors are considered the third class, much higher than these young doctors.
"Sorry, I need to do some routine examinations on Mr. Maggs, which involves..." He shrugged. He was obviously an Oriental, but if you didn't look at his eye color, you wouldn't think that he was an Oriental. , just judging from his tone and demeanor, he is more like a Westerner.
The young man nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I know, I'm leaving now, sir..." He hurriedly packed up a few books and left.
After the doctor from the East watched him leave, he walked to the door and locked it. This was also his prerogative. There were some "witchcraft" diagnosis and treatment methods. The Oriental people had no intention of further revealing them. After several friendly and unfriendly times, After negotiations, the medical group finally agreed that they would hide their special diagnosis and treatment methods.
He walked to Mags' bedside. The old man had already turned over and sat up, patted his face, and started walking slowly in the room.
"We have captured the man. That guy may have Eastern blood. I hope his body can be handed over to me. We are very interested in the combination of China and the West!" The doctor took off his mask and sat aside. Looking at Mags from the chair.
With a cold face, Mags raised his legs and waved his arms widely to make himself sweat as much as possible. He walked around the room for more than ten minutes, panting slightly before he stopped.
"The older you get and the closer you are to death, the more you understand the value of life!" He wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and threw the towel aside. "I fear death and respect death. As long as that young man cooperates , I won’t take his life, you can take a living one.”
The doctor nodded. This was expected. In fact, it didn't matter whether they were alive or dead. They didn't choose. The warlocks would get what they wanted from "people" in any form.
"As for the other agreements between us..." Magus glanced at Dulin on the TV and thought for a moment, "I will fulfill it after I get out of here."
Soon this particular diagnosis was over, and Mags was still lying in bed with limited behavioral capabilities to express his needs, but elsewhere, many things were changing.
The Easterners came to Magus because too many things were embargoed from the East. The Emperor of Heaven in Heaven was very dissatisfied with this. Although the social development of the two sides focused on two different directions, the Emperor of Heaven did not exclude the acceptance of more new things. !
They found many people, sent many gifts, and even contacted Du Lin. Unfortunately, there were not many good solutions. The cabinet still did not relent, which meant that there would be no objections about embargoed goods being able to wait. Eastern cargo ship.
With no other choice, these people found a way to get through the relationship with the medical group and met the real leader of the empire in the past thirty years, Mags.
Mags was very repelled when he first came into contact with him. It was not until the doctor quickly changed his current situation that his physical condition improved greatly every day that Mags' attitude softened.
What really changed Mags's attitude was a story told by the doctor.
In the story, in the eastern empire called Qin, which is also the only empire, the Emperor of Heaven is the only and true ruler, and everyone surrenders to him.
He swept through Liuhe, ruled Bahuang, destroyed countless human kingdoms, unified various measurement units and languages in the world, and established a code of law to correct words and deeds. Countless reputations were bestowed upon this Emperor of Heaven.
More than a thousand years ago, when the end of the Emperor of Heaven was approaching, a warlock named "Xu" took three thousand boys and girls eastward to seek elixirs to extend the Emperor's life.
When there were only three days left for the Emperor of Heaven to live, Xu Fu returned with all the gods in the sky, and offered three elixirs of "Heaven", "Earth" and "Human" in the capital of Xianyang to guarantee the Emperor of Heaven's life for three thousand years...
In other words, the Emperor of Heaven was already over a thousand years old at this time.
The story was so absurd that Magus scoffed at it, saying that no one, not even a god, could live that long.
He didn't think this was a true story, at least he told himself so, but he still changed his mind. He wanted to know more about what kind of country the East was.
Easterners have begun to explore the Western world, but the Western world's exploration of the East is still limited to a few ports.
If what this doctor said is true, will the Emperor of Heaven who he said has lived for thousands of years take action against the West after he knows enough about the West
Maybe he smelled the smell of death, maybe he was worried about the conflict between the East and the West, maybe he wanted to... live longer, in short he agreed to cooperate with Dongfang.
And there is another aspect of cooperation, he will send a real mission to visit the East.
He had to find out whether they were making up stories to lie to themselves or whether this was all true.
I thought I could rest, but unexpectedly... now is not the time!
[The Eastern plot ends here and will not be involved again in the future... ]
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