clang! !
The bell rang again outside the door.
An Shaluo's figure finally slowly disappeared into the distance,
At the same time, the killers in the manor quickly retreated. Obviously, Ansara did not intend to completely tear the face off with the Aru Federation, so he quickly stopped when he had the absolute upper hand, and did not kill the two general officers.
Garen stood up with some difficulty, and after a while, his strong physical fitness and hard qigong played a significant role. Much better and faster than others.
He looked back at the people in the church.
Some of the remaining guards were carefully carrying the two generals onto stretchers. Ai Ruixi and Su Lin were squatting beside the Eight-Armed Dragon King. Yoda's injury was horrific. A blood hole the size of a fist was pierced through his shoulder, and all the bones and flesh inside disappeared into minced meat. At this time, his face was pale Leaning his back against the wall, he let the medical staff around him deal with the injury and quickly stop the bleeding. Seeing Garen looking over, he was still in the mood to stare at him.
"What are you looking at! I'm not dead yet!"
Ai Ruixi also ran over quickly at this time, and came beside Garen, looking at Garen's chest being shot, she wanted to reach out and touch it, but she didn't dare, for fear of hurting Garen.
Her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing, my strength is much stronger than some hard-talking old immortals." Garen twitched his face and sneered at the Eight-armed Dragon King.
He just couldn't get used to Dragon King Yoda, this guy was obviously not strong enough, and he was a lot older, but he still thought he was young and could be so arrogant everywhere. I really thought he was number one in the world.
Moreover, the opponent's martial arts realm is in a mess, and he can be compared with himself by relying on hot weapons, which makes Garen a little upset.
"You want to die, don't you?!!" Yoda was visibly annoyed, and wanted to get up and roll up his sleeves in a hurry.
"Come on! I'll stand still and let you fight. If you don't use a gun and you can hurt yourself, I'll count you as the winner!!" Garen replied loudly.
"You!! Cough cough" Yoda was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "You brat!!"
"Okay, okay, everyone, don't say a few words!" Su Lin quickly stood up and stood between the two, with a helpless expression on his face.
"Both of them are top existences in their own fields, so there's no need to hurt your peace just because of a little quarrel." The bald man with the purple beard also spoke on the stretcher. "I have a proposal here, I don't know the two of you"
"Needless to say, it's impossible for me to join the Secret Service. It's better to be alone." The eight-armed dragon king immediately refused.
"Stop thinking about it? Joining a country is better than being alone"
"No need, everyone has their own aspirations." The Dragon King shook his head without the slightest hesitation.
Both the purple bearded man and Lieutenant General Kron felt a little sorry, and they exchanged glances.
Compared with Garen who was facing Anshaluo head-on, they actually valued the eight-armed dragon king Yoda more. Talents like Yoda will double their combat effectiveness with the power of thermal weapons. Now just manipulating firearms has such great power. It is unimaginable to use more powerful weapons on the battlefield! It can almost control a small war!
And a talent like Garen, no matter how powerful he is, is at best a special soldier in special operations, assassination, and raids in the enemy's rear. He can't compare to the enlarged version of Dragon King Yoda. But no matter what, such talent recruitment is still necessary.
The two stopped carrying their stretchers, and their eyes fell on Garen who was standing by the wall at the door.
"Then what is the wish of this Mr. Garen? I wonder if you are interested in joining our new secret service department?" The purple bearded man also knew that he had neglected Garen just now, so he hurriedly made up for it, "If you are willing to join, a position of deputy minister Absolutely no problem."
"I'm sorry, that's not what I'm after." Garen shook his head, his face was as pale as ever. Ever since he was slapped by Anshaluo several times, he still felt that his body hadn't completely recovered the flow of Qi and blood.
"Really?" Crohn shook his head regretfully, "Okay, since that's the case, we won't force you, the two of you were seriously injured this time, and you need to recuperate, and the manor will be under strict control 24 hours a day. Safety and various medicines, just mention what you need."
He knows that many martial artists have their own set of wound healing methods, which are particularly effective, but what they need is different from ordinary people.
This time the recruitment failed, in fact, it did not exceed their expectations. From the point of view of whether they really don't want to join the government, or from the point of view of playing hard to get, even if the two wanted to join, they would not agree so quickly.
And anyway, both of them are friends invited by Su Lin. Even if they don't join, they will be able to contact them easily in the future. In fact, they can be regarded as a part of their own strength.
After a fierce battle, a large number of support soldiers and medical personnel arrived and began to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner.
In less than ten minutes of fighting in the manor, hundreds of people were killed and injured. There were corpses and limbs everywhere on the ground, and blood flowed slowly along the lower corners. Under the sunlight, there are already places where swarms of blowflies are buzzing.
The support troops who came to support saw this scene, and all of them tensed up. Fortunately, the generals are fine, otherwise this will be the biggest scandal since the founding of the Aru Federation.
Two Secret Service generals who were in charge of the elite elite of special forces were forced to be defeated by the international assassin organization, and finally died in a fierce battle.
This would be a fatal blow to the Federation's reputation.
It's like a police chief getting robbed of his house by robbers.
If it spreads internationally, other countries will look down on the Federation's strength, and may even regard the Federation as a soft persimmon, and all of them will send people to make trouble. At that time, even if it is not a soft persimmon, it will really be made soft.
With the support of two medical staff, Garen finally stopped being tense and relaxed slowly.
As soon as he relaxed, he felt dizzy for a while, and a tidal wave of exhaustion rushed to his head.
"Give me a quiet room, I want to rest." He whispered.
"No problem." Without waiting for Su Lin to reply, Ai Ruixi spoke first.
At this time, Garen felt that even his ears were a little dazed, and he couldn't hear clearly. He didn't know what kind of martial arts Anshaluo's palms were, but now his condition is very bad and he needs to cultivate urgently.
For the first time he felt tired.
It's just unbelievable. In previous fights, no matter what kind of opponent he was, even a master fighter like Andreira, he could persevere unwaveringly and hardly feel the limit of his endurance.
But now he felt very tired.
He seemed to hear what Arisi was saying in his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly at all. He just managed to maintain a clear consciousness, let several people support him, was carried on a stretcher, sent to a room, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
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I don't know how long it has been.
Garen slowly woke up.
Opening his eyes, he was lying on a large round bed surrounded by pure white plush, as if he was lying on countless white feathers.
The ceiling is covered with light purple wallpaper, and the edges are engraved with delicate floral patterns, which looks very delicate.
Taking a deep breath, the bed was filled with a faint fragrance, a bit like the fragrance of flowers, but more like the fragrance of a woman's virgin body.
Garen turned his head and looked towards the bed. On a curved chair beside the bed on the right, was sitting a beautiful and comely girl with purple hair. Her long purple hair was tied into a ponytail, and the hair on her forehead was combed sideways. A feeling of pure and charming combination.
This girl is Su Lin's younger sister, Ai Ruixi.
She seemed to be very tired, and she was dozing lightly with her head tilted. This was completely inconsistent with her usual elegant image, but instead gave Garen a more real sense of closeness.
In addition to Ai Ruixi, there is also a basin of clean water for wiping on the purple bedside table, and there is a roll of black towel soaked in it.
"Are you awake?" Erici was in a daze, just in time to see Garen opening his eyes, and stood up quickly. "How do you feel? Teacher Gallon?" She asked nervously.
"Fortunately, I can take care of it myself." Garen felt his body, and it seemed that he had recovered a lot. "The palms of Anshaluo should only be a kind of martial art with temporary effects, and I am physically strong enough, so there should be no problem."
He propped himself up and leaned half against the head of the bed.
"Here is it?" Gallon noticed only now that the layout of the room was soft and delicate, with floral patterns everywhere, and a faint fragrance filled the room. The most conspicuous thing is a pink sofa in the corner of the room, which is made into a pink hippopotamus taller than a person. The back of the hippopotamus is the backrest, which looks naive. Very cute.
"This is my room." Arisi smiled lightly. "All the rooms are occupied by the wounded, so I just let you rest in my room, won't you be offended?"
"Of course not." Garen sighed, and then smiled. He vaguely felt that after this battle, Ai Ruixi's attitude towards him seemed to be a little different.
Turning his face to the side and looked out the window, the sky outside was gloomy, and there was a faint layer of blue and white on the window sill.
"Can you get me a glass of water?" Garen felt a little thirsty.
"Of course." Irisi quickly poured out a glass of water from the delicate purple-red water bottle, and handed it to Garen.
After drinking two full cups of warm water in one gulp, Garen breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is the situation now?"
"Fortunately, my elder brother has already come forward to manage the manor. The House of Representatives is very angry about this terrorist attack. Now here is inside and outside, surrounded by thousands of guards. There are also three general-level officers who have come to absolutely guarantee Our security, while tracking the whereabouts of terrorists."
She paused, and looked into Garen's eyes generously.
"This time, thanks to you, Master Jia Long, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be in real trouble."
"Su Lin also helped me a lot, what are you talking about?" Garen waved his hand.
"By the way, my father said, if you wake up and there is nothing wrong with your body, please go to the conference hall. There is something important about the Golden Sword Seat."
"Golden Sword Seat?" Garen's eyes narrowed, "Is this what An Shaluo is here for?"
"That's right, my father said that he will tell everything. The attack of Anshaluo already means that this is no secret."
"Okay, I'll take a rest first." Garen nodded.
"Then I'll go out first, it won't affect you." Erici got up and left knowingly. She understands that stronger martial artists don't like being disturbed by others when they are recuperating.
Garen nodded, watching Ai Ruixi leave and close the door before he slowly closed his eyes.
The attribute column below the field of vision has not changed, it is still the same.
'Power 2.64. Agility 1.22. Constitution 2.09. Intelligence 1.53. 98% potential. '
(end of this chapter)