The 393rd chapter of the Deception Agency, the 13th villa, is an extremely vicious place hidden in the prosperous and peaceful world, and there have been too many life and death within it.
Dark clouds in the sky rolled back and the wind rose suddenly, and the tall trees surrounding Villa No. 13 were rustling with leaves and branches. As it was approaching midnight, the panting street lamps were still holding on to the last glimmer of light.
The hazy, almost dim moonlight shone on the roof of this gloomy villa sporadically, reflecting on the face of a young man.
He sat on the roof, his figure was hunted and hunted by the violent wind. The slightly longer hair that had been neatly combed behind his head fluttered with the wind, and his thin body seemed so weak in the wind.
But the figure was as tall and straight as ever, and the moonlight shone on the handsome side of the man. He seemed to have a trace of melancholy that had not been revealed for many years. He actually appeared between his eyebrows. This man seemed to squat on the roof for a long, long time. I have forgotten how long I have been here.
The emotions on his face were slightly reduced, but the complex emotions above his eyebrows still couldn't be dispelled. It all originated from a message he had just received.
To be precise, it is the news that belongs to the executor alone, and that is the death message given to him by the newspaper:
"In the Infinite Mission, the ninth deceased appears, and the remaining deaths in this mission are 1 person. When it is exhausted, all executors will be eliminated!"
The ninth deceased finally appeared. There is an ambiguity in this communication. The first said that the number of remaining deaths was 1 and that after it was exhausted, all the executors were destroyed...
So when there is a tenth dead person, the remaining death count is 0, is this considered exhaustion
Whether the newspaper will kill all the executors when the eleventh deceased appears, or if the tenth deceased appears, the newspaper will do it. This is not a problem at the last moment, because the next villa 13 Inside.
Only Xu Lang, and he...
The man supported the eaves with his right hand and slowly stood up straight from the cold roof. The bones made a crackling sound. After a little stretch of his limbs, he carefully wrapped the rope prepared in advance on his left hand around his waist, and hit the other end. The hole was tied to the eaves, and he pulled it hard to make sure his preparation was correct.
He closed his eyes and raised his face and took a deep breath. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the hazy moonlight. His face was cold and he clenched the ropes of his palms. After calculating the distance, he jumped down from the roof of a ten-meter-high villa, like a The lone eagle, which only spreads its wings, flies into the air with precision and style!
Every movement of the man was carefully calculated. He twirled in the air to adjust his posture, and his legs were accumulating early, facing the third-floor window and kicking out, banging!
The glass window shattered immediately, and a large number of glass shards splashed around. At the same time, the man's body severely smashed the window, and he rolled into the room with his body by inertia!
The man’s perfect and exquisite cold face was cut with two slender scratches by a few pieces of broken glass, and a little bit of bright red blood slowly oozes from above, and his fallen body on the ground was hit and kneeled, half-length. His hair was scattered on his forehead, but his handsome face was even more heroic because of the blood stains.
His gaze was like a beacon in the dark night, with a strangely dazzling color, staring at the dead body that was only a few steps away from him in the room...
Quietly loosening the restraint on his waist, he got up and walked slowly to the corpse. The emotions on his face were more complicated. He stared at it...just staring silently and silently for a long time.
Then he gently leaned over and stretched out his white palms to caress the unclosed eyes of the corpse. His hands were similar to the corpse's coldness, but his tight breath came out long...
He took out a box of brand-new cigarettes from his arms, slammed open the corpse's tight palms and placed it quietly, gurgling in his throat: "Maybe you don't remember, but I remember today a year ago, I I entered the newspaper and met you... met a lot of people... You are really annoying. I wanted to kill you more than once, but unfortunately there was no suitable opportunity."
"Those people in the old era are all dead, and we remnants are about to end at the end of the new era. You said that I will follow your footsteps in the future. You are right..." He gently moved the corpse's hair away. Straighten down, straighten the collar of the painful folds, try to make his death more solemn.
"We are not innocent. Sooner or later, we will be thrown into infinite hell. It seems that fate is already doomed..." He said, his expression gradually became stern, and his eyes were staring in a direction where there was a flashing red light. A certain direction on the second floor is extremely dazzling, like a bright bouquet blooming in the dark night, even the endless darkness can be illuminated by it.
The man’s low voice was like telling the cold corpse on the ground, and it was also like telling himself. It is undeniable that his tone was gradually heated, and it seemed that the subtle words showed deafening power, carrying the uniqueness of this man. Pride and self-confidence!
"But I'm sternly saying... I have to fight for three points if I'm fate!"
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At the corner of the stairs connecting the third and second floors, the three performers who walked into Villa 13 together were the only remaining people. Xu Lang's figure was a little silent. He leaned against the handrail of the stairs and smoked a cigarette. One bite after another, the wisps of smoke flowed down Xu Feng's fragrance into the sky.
Seems to be waiting for something...
His hands are full of pale golden blood stains, these are not his, but he doesn't want to wipe it off, because he promised to help him win once, like He Xiao!
Xu Lang stared at a certain position on the second floor with shining eyes. The red light was converging and drifting until he left the second floor and began to rush towards a room on the third floor, and he passed the brief moment when the red light converged. Exuding the light that penetrates the space, there is a deeper guess.
That is, the red light is moving...
The red light is obviously conceived from the box, and finally rushes to the deceased, so that it can quickly become an evil spirit. This is not a manufacturing process, but a process of spawning, and the box is not always hidden in a corner of the villa. Keep moving!
As for its location, it is now obvious that it is on the body of that huge evil spirit!
Xu Lang should have guessed that he had met the huge evil spirit twice before, but he only fumbled for the afterimage, but even so, the evil spirit never appeared to him, which was even more weird.
The newspaper office will finally complete the task, not hiding it in the dead, but also using the characteristics of the executor to avoid the evil spirits, and place the box on the evil spirits!
But even if Xu Lang knew everything at this moment, he still didn't directly look for the huge evil spirit, but stood there and waited...
Xu Lang's gaze gradually focused on the corridor on the third floor, where suddenly there was the sound of footsteps of leather shoes stepping on the tiles, walking in his direction.
Until the black dissipated, a very familiar figure slowly appeared and stood in front of him.
Xu Lang squeezed out the cigarette, threw it on the ground and trampled it out, watching the person in front of him with a chuckle: "Sure enough, I knew you would not die."
The man's voice seemed a little cold, he looked at the blood on Xu Lang's hand, and shook his head slightly: "Both loses and hurts..."
Xu Lang's tone paused: "He Xiao doesn't know, Cheng Guoguo doesn't know, but I know that Pushkinmanli actually has two late-stage infections. In addition to Meng Peiyun, there is one who was transferred from the suburban hospital. Professor Lin! And this extremely important clue figure has not been touched by anyone!"
"In fact, I was already in the series of wards on the third floor and noticed a weird point. Since room 315 is the evil spirit Meng Peiyun, then room 316, which she keeps saying is nothingness, must be an extremely important key place. !"
"So, after you are trapped in Pushkinman, you will do your best to find Professor Lin, get the clues to the next step through him, Villa 13 and kill him! Let him replace you as the sixth deceased in this mission and successfully create suspended animation. You can also use the peculiarities of the corpse in Pushkinman to create your own life and retreat!" Xu Lang clearly returned to the villa.
This man, of course, is a stern statement of "death and resurrection", everything is almost exactly as Xu Lang said. It is true that the anomaly in Room 316 has been revealed with the determination of the identity of the evil spirit, then another clue character, It has become an alternate way of life!
The sixth deceased was not Yan Yan, but a later infected person, Professor Lin!
Yan Yan's eyes gradually brightened, and Xu Lang's eyes became deeper: "Yes, but you guessed it wrong!"
Xu Lang's words were paused, and he looked at him puzzledly, as if waiting for his explanation.
"Professor Lin was completely crazy and didn't reveal any clues to me. I didn't kill him, but he broke himself under the torture of the evil spirits. After I successfully escaped with the corpse, the next clue was to go to the suburbs. The hospital’s Gao Yiyuan informed me!” Yan Yan gently tucked the hair scattered on his forehead behind his head, and said slowly.
Xu Lang frowned, things were slightly different from what he thought, but roughly speaking, there was no difference.
"You have waited for me for so long, and now I am here. The task is completed tonight, and the battle for the captain can only occur between you and me. Do you want to fight..." Yan Yan rolled up his sleeve a little, and it looked like We have done a good job.
But Xu Lang watched this scene and suddenly smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to his arms. This behavior made Yan Yan's brow furrow, but then Xu Lang did not take out a weapon, but drew out a handkerchief. Wipe clean the blood stains on the fingers, and throw them on the ground after doing this, spreading both hands.
He watched Yan Yan's eyes gradually calmed down, and said in a slightly sad tone, "I don't want to fight anymore..."
Yan Yan's body paused at this moment, and he stared at Xu Lang in silence.
"Fighting and fighting, we are just an ant in the palm of the evil spirit. After so many people died, I suddenly thought that maybe there is another way to solve the problem..." Xu Lang drew out a cigarette and lit a cigarette, relieved. Said in one breath.
"What did you realize?" Yan Yan's voice gradually calmed down, and his eyes looked directly at Xu Lang.
Under the gaze of the two, Xu Lang said word by word: "Go to the battle for the captain of TM, let's live together!"
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