"So, there are only 16 killers left in the 26 killers?" Leng Tie was surprised after listening to Zheng Yubai's long story. No wonder the files of the Special Affairs Bureau showed that the activity frequency of the 26 killers has dropped sharply recently. It turns out that seven of them died at the hands of Zheng Yubai. In yesterday's ambush, three more killers, D, H and I, were killed. In this way, there are only 16 killers left in the 26 killers who are famous in Asia and dominate the killer industry.
Despite this, this is still a force that cannot be underestimated. Once they get involved with the people from Warner Company who are trying to disrupt the social order in Jinghai, the current situation will be made worse.
"Actually, I have a solution." Zheng Yubai scratched his head. After the ambush last night, Xu Jin and the others cleaned up the house, while Zheng Yubai absentmindedly thought about how to deal with Warner's conspiracy. After thinking about it, he only had one solution: to fight against the enemy with a general and to block the water with earth. Since Warner sent their alien mercenaries to Jinghai, why couldn't Jinghai use the aliens of the Superman Association
After hearing Zheng Yubai's idea, Leng Tie was very interested. Since he accepted Wu Neng as a member of the Special Affairs Management Bureau, he has become more and more interested in the superpowers of the aliens. Hearing that Zheng Yubai was willing to help him connect with Zhang Daosheng, he was naturally very happy.
"Using aliens to deal with aliens is a really good idea. Yubai, I leave this matter to you." Leng Tie rarely smiled.
Following the warning from the Special Affairs Administration, Jinghai and the economic management departments of the entire country carefully watched every abnormal movement in the international and domestic financial markets. Several small-scale attempts by financial tycoons were nipped in the bud. Jinghai's security department had already made various security plans. A special team with hypnosis experts secretly carried out the work of contacting hypnosis instructions based on the ticket sales of the concert. Various methods were used simultaneously. Even if Warner dared to launch the order at all costs, it would not cause greater damage.
Perhaps knowing that the conspiracy could not be realized, Warner Company fell silent. Lan Ruoer disappeared without a trace just before the Special Affairs Bureau invited her to have tea. The alien from the United States and the killer 26 seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. Hundreds of agents from the Special Affairs Bureau searched Jinghai for a whole month like looking for a needle in a haystack but found no clues. Everything seemed to have calmed down.
Only Zheng Yubai knew that things would not end so easily. Whether from the perspective of disrupting the other party's plan or from the perspective of personal vengeance, the Skull and Bones Society and Killer Twenty-Six would never let him off.
And now he has become a coveted bait. If you want to catch a big fish, you have to sacrifice the bait.
"Administrator, this is this month's report." Zheng Yubai felt embarrassed to have the rare opportunity to come to the safe apartment. Without him, a vain administrator, Jin Yanhui and Sang Biao still managed the apartment in perfect order. He only showed up once every ten days or half a month, and he played no role in the work of the apartment.
However, the news that Zheng Yubai accidentally foiled the conspiracy of Warner Company, which was affiliated with the Skull and Bones Society, still spread. The enemy's misfortune is one's own victory. The big and small forces of Yandaotang celebrated, and Zheng Yubai's already famous name became even more famous with his new glorious deeds. It is said that Xu Heixing once boasted at a cocktail party with other high-level officials of Yandaotang that his greatest achievement in his life was to promote Zheng Yubai. Although this is just an unconfirmed rumor, it also shows from a certain perspective that Zheng Yubai is now in the limelight.
Jin Yanhui and Sang Biao felt proud to have such an administrator, so they not only did not think that Zheng Yu was just taking the salary without doing any work, but were quite interested in how he would deal with Warner Corporation. The idea revealed in their conversation was nothing more than to ask Zheng Yu to take them with him next time such a good thing happened, so that they could also make a contribution and have something to brag about in public.
"By the way, administrator, there is something you need to do in person." Jin Yanhui suddenly remembered something and said with a bit of embarrassment.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Yubai signed the report they sent over and asked.
"Two old guests from Building No. 3 want to see you." Jin Yanhui said.
"Old guests from Building 3?" Zheng Yubai was stunned. Since he came to the D-class apartment, he had never seen those two people, and only heard Jin Yanhui and Sang Biao talk about their mystery. Now they want to see him, what is the reason
With curiosity, Zheng Yubai came to the entrance of Building No. 3. This small building was as quiet as ever, and kept a very clear distance from the other two buildings. The two bored security guards standing guard at the door immediately lit up when they saw Zheng Yubai, who had become their idol. After exchanging a few words with them, Zheng Yubai asked them to inform him.
After a while, with a creak, the door of Building No. 3, which had not been opened for a long time, finally opened slowly. It was dark inside, and Zheng Yubai walked in. The door closed behind him. In front of him was a large living room that looked ordinary. The decoration was in the style of a European manor. The most eye-catching thing was the large fireplace in the corner of the living room, and a pile of chopped firewood was placed next to it.
"You wait in the living room." An old voice came from upstairs.
Zheng Yubai responded and sat down on the sofa in the living room. Opposite him, on the dark red wall hung an oil painting of a war. The scene was very real and cruel, and two people in it caught Zheng Yubai's attention.
One of them was throwing something, blowing up a tank not far away. Another one had a glowing object in his hand. Their faces were filled with hatred for the enemy, and that kind of ferocious look was simply not something that humans could have.
"What kind of war is this?" Zheng Yubai stared at the oil painting, thinking.
As he was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him. Zheng Yubai quickly stood up and looked back, and saw two elderly men walking slowly towards him.
When Zheng Yubai saw their faces, he was shocked.
Although the years have left countless marks on people's faces, and time is like a carving knife, changing people beyond recognition, Zheng Yubai can still recognize at a glance that the two old men in front of him are the two hideous people in the oil painting behind him.
Although the two men were very young, the wrinkles on the faces of the old men in front of them were like walnut shells. But their expressions and temperaments were so similar, and this feeling could never be imitated.
"Hello, I'm Zheng Yubai, the administrator here." The safe apartment is a place where many talented people are hiding, and the strong murderous aura exuded by the two old men in front of him made Zheng Yubai shudder. Although he had killed many people, the two old men in front of him looked like killers who crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, with a strong smell of death all over their bodies. Zheng Yubai even doubted whether the god of death would dare to take their souls when they died.
The two old men were not tall, less than 1.7 meters, but judging from their body shapes, they must have been very strong when they were young, which can be seen from the oil painting behind them. The old man on the left looked older, his back was a little hunched, his eyebrows were white, and like an old man, they were longer than ordinary people and hung down. The old man on the right had a very straight back, and it was obvious that he was a soldier when he was young, but he only had one arm, and the right sleeve was empty.
Zheng Yubai was very sharp and discovered that the old man on the right was the one holding a glowing object in the palm of his hand in the oil painting. And the glowing object in the oil painting was the right hand.
"Please sit down." Before Zheng Yubai could sort out the connections, the old man on the right spoke.
For Building No. 3, the two old men were the hosts, and Zheng Yubai was just a guest. He sat down as the host pleased, while the two old men sat on a sofa chair on the left and right, and the three of them sat in a triangle shape, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere became awkward and weird.
"Well, I heard from Jin Yanhui that you two wanted to talk to me about something. I wonder what it is? Do you have any complaints about the apartment's services? If so, please tell me and I will try my best to correct it." Zheng Yubai saw that the atmosphere was not right and cleared his throat quickly.
The old man with white eyebrows kept squinting at Zheng Yubai, but his gaze was very erratic. Zheng Yubai always felt that he seemed to be looking at him, but his eyes were actually looking far behind him. At this moment, when he heard what Zheng Yubai said, he retracted his gaze and fell on Zheng Yubai.
The look was like a needle piercing Zheng Yubai, and he immediately felt it. The old man with white eyebrows looked like a kind old man, but his look was like a needle, which made Zheng Yubai alert.
The one-armed old man at the side smiled slightly, which finally dispelled some of the murderous aura from him, and then said, "Brother, don't scare this child."
The white-browed old man said calmly: "This child is very brave, he can't be frightened."
As soon as he looked at them, Zheng Yubai knew that these two people had unfathomable abilities. Having seen many different people with various supernatural abilities, Zheng Yubai was already used to many supernatural things. After all, he was one of the different people. But the two old men in front of him made Zheng Yubai unable to figure out whether they were full of evil spirits trained in the killing field or had some special abilities. This feeling of uncertainty was something Zheng Yubai rarely encountered. This also showed that the two old men in front of him were far beyond Zheng Yubai's imagination at some level.
Facing these two old men, Zheng Yubai felt a sense of killing. He knew from their expressions that if they had not experienced the test of life and death, they would not have such temperament. The kung fu achieved by boxing in the air or sparring with others is not as effective as fighting on the battlefield. Ten years of hard work is often not as effective as one minute of life and death on the battlefield. Even if the two old men do not understand martial arts or have super powers, Zheng Yubai has no doubt that they can kill people in an instant with their old bodies.
"Administrator, I asked you to come here this time because I want to ask you something." Zheng Yubai was thinking silently when the old man with the broken arm said.
"Excuse me." Zheng Yubai asked hurriedly.
"I wonder if the administrator has seen that painting." The old man with the broken arm raised his chin and said. He was referring to the painting about war that had attracted Zheng Yubai just now.
"I have seen it." Zheng Yubai nodded, "I just don't know the exact age of it."
The old man with the broken arm said in a heavy tone: "This was a fierce battle in 199 at Weijiaying, Fengqi Mountain, on the Xiushui River in Nanchang. At that time, our company was defending the barbed wire trench position, and was broken through by a tank. Fourteen of us rushed forward to surround the tank and attack. This oil painting depicts the situation at that time."
Zheng Yubai realized that the two men in front of him were actually veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, and he could not help but stand in awe. He turned back to look at the painting again. Thick smoke filled the background, and a Japanese tank with its tracks blown off was spitting out flames from its muzzle. Around the tank, fourteen Chinese soldiers were using grenades and rifles to fight against the steel behemoth in front of them. Several of them had already fallen to the ground, but some were still charging forward. A simple painting vividly expressed the bloody battle scene of the year.
"The tank in the painting is a Japanese Type 94 light tank, with 1mm thick armor, can seat two people, and can travel at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. This tank is very short, and we call it a 'potato tank'. But even though this tank is very small, our rifles and machine guns can't hurt it. We can only rely on mines, mortars and cluster grenades to deal with it." The armless old man continued. While he was talking, the white-browed old man's eyebrows twitched from time to time, as if he had returned to the days of iron horses and weapons with the words of the armless old man.
Zheng Yubai didn't know why the old man told him all this, but he thought it must be related to his problem, so he listened carefully.
The old man with the broken arm said, "Actually, I didn't ask you to come here to tell you about history. I want to ask you a question. How big do you think human potential is?"
This question really stumped Zheng Yubai. Even if we don't consider the situation of the aliens, human potential is endless. There are many credible data in history that show that when people are ecstatic or desperate, they can often burst out with strength several times or even dozens of times beyond their usual strength. For example, one time a man's son had a high fever. It was dark and the road was long, and there was no car. In a hurry, he carried his son to the county town to seek medical treatment, and actually ran to the county town 50 kilometers away in just two hours. You know, this is faster than the world record for the marathon.
There are many cases in history where infinite potential suddenly bursts out at critical moments. If we consider the abilities gained by the aliens after breaking through life and death, there are countless more. So this question is really difficult to answer.
"You don't know either? Then let me ask you, do you think the armor of the Japanese tanks can be destroyed by the human body alone?" the old man with the broken arm asked again.
Zheng Yubai couldn't help but ponder after hearing the old man's question. The armor of this tank is 1 mm. Calculated based on the hardness of the steel used to make the tank, human power probably can't cause any damage to it. Even if a machine gun bullet hits the armor plate, it can only make a dent of about 5 or 6 mm. No matter how strong a person's strength is, can it be stronger than the instantaneous force of a machine gun bullet? Zheng Yubai didn't dare to speculate on others. He only knew that with his ability, he couldn't do it anyway.
"As far as I know, there is probably no such person in the world." Zheng Yubai spoke truthfully. He did consider the five powers, but although the five powers were powerful, they could destroy a car, but they might not be able to penetrate 1 mm thick tank armor.
"I heard that the administrator has done a lot of research on supernatural phenomena. Is it possible that there is no one among those aliens who can do the same?" The old man with the broken arm suddenly changed the subject and talked about the aliens.
Zheng Yubai was not surprised that the old man with the broken arm asked such a question. Judging from the fact that the two old men had lived in the D-level apartment for many years and that they had participated in the Anti-Japanese War as early as 199, their status should be quite high. Although they now live in a safe apartment, it is not impossible for them to have all-powerful information channels outside. Moreover, he did not intend to hide anything from the two people in front of him, so he said honestly: "Among the aliens I have seen, there are those who can penetrate the steel plates of cars, but the steel of tanks is not the same as the steel plates used in ordinary cars. I think even if he takes action, he can't cause any damage to the tank."
The old man with the broken arm seemed a little unwilling and continued to ask: "Then do you think there is anyone in the world who can do this?"
Zheng Yubai thought about it, shook his head and said, "Although human potential is huge, it should not be endless. After all, the human body is made of flesh and blood. Even if it is extremely strong, it may not be able to defeat steel."
The old man with white eyebrows had not spoken a word. After hearing what Zheng Yubai said, he snorted coldly and said, "You young man have no vision, but you insist on talking big."
His tone was quite disdainful, but Zheng Yubai was not angry. If someone could really destroy the armor of such a tank with his flesh and blood, it would be an eye-opener for him. So Zheng Yubai asked, "From what you two said, it seems that someone can do this?"
The old man with the broken arm nodded slightly and said, "That's right. The only thing that can do this is my right arm."
Zheng Yubai looked at the empty right sleeve of the old man with the broken arm in surprise, not knowing what he meant.
The old man with the broken arm raised his left arm and pointed at the painting and said, "There are two of us in that painting. Which one do you think is me?"
Zheng Yubai had already seen this, and he said without hesitation: "The one with the glowing right hand is you."
"That's right." The old man with the broken arm said, "That was the moment before my right arm exploded."
"Explosion?" Zheng Yubai was stunned. He had heard of spontaneous human combustion, but he had never heard of a human body exploding.
"You haven't heard of it, have you? I'm almost a hundred years old. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it." The old man with the broken arm said with a little self-mockery, "For more than sixty years, I have been thinking about what happened to me. But no matter how hard I try, I can't figure it out. I asked many friends to help me research, but they didn't make any progress. But I heard a junior mention your name. He said you have the ability of four eyes and double pupils, and you can see inside the human body. So I asked you to come and see if you can help me."
Zheng Yubai wanted to ask the name of the younger generation mentioned by the old man, but when he thought about it carefully, who else but Zhang Daosheng could know his superpowers so clearly? Judging from the age, the ninety-year-old armless old man regarded Zhang Daosheng, who was in his fifties or sixties, as a younger generation, which was a compliment to him.
"So what is going on?" Zheng Yubai became more and more curious.
The old man with the broken arm said leisurely: "This is a long story."
In 199, the Japanese army attacked Nanchang. The old man with the broken arm and the old man with white eyebrows were comrades in the same company. They were ordered to defend against the Japanese attack in the barbed wire trench position in Weijiaying.
The Japanese army quickly launched an attack, with tanks as the vanguard and infantry charging. A tank quickly broke through the position defended by the two old men and rushed through the trenches.
If the tanks rushed through, the depth of the defense line of the entire position would be breached. So in order to stop the tanks, the fourteen surviving soldiers in the company rushed forward, including the two old men.
A soldier rushed to the tank desperately and blew off the tank's tracks with a cluster grenade. However, the tank itself was not damaged, and the turret and machine guns were still able to fire powerful fire. Fourteen soldiers fell one after another, and they no longer had heavy weapons in their hands, so they could not cause significant damage to the tank at all.
The old man with the broken arm rushed to the tank under the cover of his comrades. Just as he was about to throw a grenade, a machine gun bullet shot through his right arm, and blood immediately gushed out. Then the tank's turret moved over and aimed at him who was lying on the ground.
The old man with the broken arm described that his mind was blank at the time and he had no idea what was happening. The only feeling he had was a burning pain in his right arm, and it seemed as if his entire right arm was swollen and about to explode at any time.
At this point, the white-browed old man beside him added: "At that time, his right arm was completely lit up, dazzling people's eyes even in broad daylight."
Zheng Yubai was surprised to hear this. The superpower of the Five Energy is also to make the palm glow, but it is definitely not to the extent of blinding the eyes. If it is in the daytime with good sunlight, sometimes the light of the Five Energy palm is even difficult to detect. So it seems that the old man's body must have undergone a major change at the moment of life and death. Maybe it is to stimulate the potential ability of the alien.
The old man with the broken arm continued, "I thought I was going to die, so I threw myself forward and blocked the barrel with my body, allowing other comrades to rush over. Then, I felt a pain in my right arm, and the whole arm exploded."
The old man with white eyebrows added, "We all thought he was dead. Just as we were about to rush over to avenge him, we saw his right arm, which was holding the muzzle of the gun, suddenly exploded. The power was greater than that of a cluster grenade. This blew the tank into the air, and the entire turret was damaged and completely immobilized. The most amazing thing is that the old guy didn't die. Except for his right arm, there was no injury anywhere else."
By this point, Zheng Yubai had basically understood what had happened. Although he had seen countless miraculous superpowers and wonderful examples of humans realizing their potential, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
"Administrator, do you have any opinions?" The old man with the broken arm asked when he saw Zheng Yubai standing there in a daze without saying anything.
Zheng Yubai was silent for a while and said, "Perhaps, human potential is really endless. Excuse me, can I help you take a look at your body?" (To be continued)