"Are you going to use this to hurt the Marshal?"
The young man wearing a black and white clown mask gently kicked the golden bullet on the ground with his toes. How could such a thing hurt the marshal
Zhang Ping looked at him in fear.
Taking advantage of the young man's distraction, he quickly used his ability to escape.
Drinking blood and turning into a monster can gain more powerful strength, which is more powerful than the out-of-control one. Zhang Ping fell on the tree in a panic, holding his breath, tightly grasping the black gun, and using the dense leaves to cover his body.
The threat of death made his hands and feet tremble.
Did you get rid of it
What the hell is going on with that monster?!
"Zhang Ping, can you tell me how you want to hurt the marshal?"
A clear voice came into my ears.
Zhang Ping stiffened instantly, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
The young man wearing a clown mask had sat cross-legged beside him without him noticing, shaking his tail behind him, and said in a friendly tone: "Except for Fourth Uncle, I won't tell anyone else."
He seems to have a very good temper.
The intimate tone is like sharing little secrets between good friends, but at this time, no one feels that the other person is making friends with them.
"I'd rather die than tell you."
Zhang Ping was shaking with fear. He knew that he would die soon. When he made up his mind to drink the blood and become a monster, he had already prepared himself for death.
The unknown existence in front of him must be from Qin Qi's group. Even if he was skinned and dismembered, he would never let that hypocrite Qin Qi know their plan.
His scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent and hatred. He immediately drew a dagger from his waist and intended to commit suicide, but his body suddenly stiffened after seeing the strange clown mask.
"Zhang Ping, don't do it."
The young man sitting cross-legged on the tree tilted his head slightly, his waist-length scorpion braid hanging down, and said in a voice with a hint of temptation: "Tell me your purpose."
The half-height black wings trembled slightly, and the tail gently swept through the air. The black and white clown mask had an exaggerated and distorted smile, like a demon from hell. Zhang Ping froze while holding the dagger.
As if he couldn't control himself, his throat made a wheezing sound and the dagger fell to the ground. He bent over and grabbed his own neck hard, trying to stop it all, but it was of no avail.
As his lips moved, he heard himself say:
"Sheng Cheng asked me to kill Wei Duo."
Kill Vito
Yaxiao seemed to have figured something out in an instant, and he nodded thoughtfully.
"So that's how it is."
Zhang Ping was still in a trance and didn't dare to believe what he said. Then he realized that he had regained control of his body.
"Okay!"
Yaxiao knew everything he wanted to know, and he didn't mind the other party continuing to commit suicide. He behaved well and considerately: "If you want to continue to commit suicide, please do as you please. I won't bother you anymore."
"But you can't hurt Victor either."
Yaxiao wagged his tail and spoke to him seriously.
The young man wearing the clown mask spoke in a cheerful tone, completely different from the person just now. Thinking of his uncontrollable body, Zhang Ping stiffened all over. He once again realized that the other party was not a normal human being, and might not even be human.
The fear of the unknown instantly spread throughout my body, and every pore was urging me to escape.
However, before he could move, his skin felt as if being scraped by a sharp blade, blood flow accelerated and reversed, and extreme pain spread from his spine to his entire body.
Zhang Ping's eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief and desperate fear.
He whimpered and swallowed something, tears mixed with blood continuously overflowing from his eye sockets, and under Yaxiao's curious gaze, he let out a shrill scream, and in the blink of an eye his whole body was torn into pieces, blood dripping along the branches.
Yaxiao: Wow
The system that just arrived:…
So bloody, help!
Almost at the same time as the screams rang out, Soran, who had blocked the banquet hall nearby, had already rushed to the courtyard.
His pupils shrank slightly and his eyes swept across the ground covered with blood and debris. A rustling sound was heard and a black shadow flashed past the tree.
Soran quickly crossed the outer wall of the courtyard, but there was no trace of anyone outside. The eyes on the gas mask showed a look of doubt.
If I am not mistaken, the young man just now has huge black wings and a tail behind him...
The guards patrolling nearby also rushed over at this time. Seeing the blood clots falling from the tree, the guard captain's expression changed and he immediately arranged for people to deal with it.
Noticing Soran standing on the outer wall, the captain of the guard team hurried over to report the current situation after receiving the analysis results from his subordinates:
"Reporting to the adjutant, the unknown blood clot over there has been analyzed to be a human corpse. The cause of death is consistent with Clay's death in the conference room. We are currently arranging for a specialist to take samples."
Soran, wearing a gas mask, jumped down from the wall. He hummed, "I'll report to the marshal. I'll leave this to you."
"yes!"
At the same time, Yaxiao avoided the surveillance and guards and successfully went around the outer wall of the courtyard into the bathroom on the second floor.
The effect of the Great Devil Experience Voucher is lifted.
The slender young man turned back into a boy with porcelain-white skin, and his waist-length scorpion braid turned back into slightly curly black short hair. He lowered his head to adjust his tuxedo.
When Yaxiao transformed, he was wearing a white casual outfit from the system warehouse. Now he had to change back into a tuxedo and put on his favorite silver ear bone studs again.
Of course, he had already put the clown mask into the system warehouse.
The system is a little panicked.
[fine.]
Yaxiao used the devil experience ticket to change his form because he was worried about being discovered.
The tail hidden in his trouser leg swung, he raised his hand to touch his ear bone stud, and asked thoughtfully: [So, Clay in the meeting room is also dead? ]
[Yes!]
The system couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when thinking about that scene: [It must be Sheng Cheng's doing. The assassination plan failed, and he actually killed two of his subordinates directly. ]
Yaxiao remained noncommittal.
He was very curious about how Sheng Cheng did it.
After all, when interacting with the protagonists of the original book, Sheng Cheng's character has always been that of a revenger who hates Qin Qi. He is just an ordinary person from beginning to end.
Now it seems that the other party’s image in the book should not be simple.
Of course, as long as the other party doesn't hurt the villain, this matter has nothing to do with him, Yaxiao thought, and walked briskly back to the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was still a bit chaotic at this time.
As soon as he entered, Yaxiao showed a confused expression, as if he had no idea what was going on. He found Mist in the crowd.
When Adjutant Mist saw Yaxiao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he felt relieved but also a little confused. He briefly explained the situation and asked, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been for so long?"
"I was going to the bathroom, but I accidentally fell on the way, and my clothes got dirty." Yaxiao seemed a little embarrassed when he said this. He pointed to his waist, which was still a little wet. It was obvious that he had been cleaning and drying his tuxedo.
It was a complete act. If Mister checked the surveillance camera, he would indeed see Yashao falling.
After hearing Yaxiao's explanation, Mister had no doubts. He nodded and whispered, "Go find Emily first. The Marshal still has things to deal with later."
"good."
Yaxiao hasn't seen Qin Qi since entering the banquet, so he knows that he must be very busy now.
As he spoke, Yaxiao paused, "Where is Shengcheng?"
"Him?" Mister didn't really pay much attention, but he also knew that Yaxiao had a good relationship with Sheng Cheng. "He should be hanging out with the civilian officers. Why do you want to talk to him?"
"Yeah." Yaxiao curled his eyes, "I need to ask him to help me find some information today."
****
In the conference room, surveillance video footage was played on a huge screen.
A dozen officers above the rank of lieutenant general sat together. They were all high-ranking officials in the Sixth Base. Each of them was decisive in killing. Just by sitting there, one could feel the powerful pressure from them.
Sitting in the first seat was Marshal Qin Qi of the Sixth Base.
"The suspect destroyed the surveillance video by constructing a virtual screen, and the normal data has been restored."
"The deceased is Major Zhang Ping from the Seventh Squadron."
Soran paused for a moment, then reported: "Based on the footage of Zhang Ping's behavior and the way he died in the surveillance video, Major Zhang Ping's purpose was the same as Major Clay's, and they were both killed by the mastermind behind the scenes."
As he said this, Soran simultaneously released the pictures of Zhang Ping and Clay before their death.
The ground was covered with scarlet fragments and blood, and it was impossible to see the complete shape, which made people feel a little sick.
"Both are enemies of the Sixth Base."
The meeting room was silent.
"Another point."
"There was a second person at the scene when Zhang Ping died."
This sentence immediately attracted the attention of all officers.
Soran activated the miniature camera he was carrying and brought up a picture.
"The second person is currently known, male, estimated to be between 24 and 28 years old, 180-185 cm tall, with black scorpion braids."
"It is initially suspected that the other party is in a state of alienation, with a black tail and wings appearing during the alienation."
The officers in the meeting room all looked a little strange upon hearing this. Alienated state? Was that person a taboo person? Or a taboo person who was about to lose control
Qin Qi raised his eyelids and looked at the light curtain calmly.
From the back, one can vaguely see a thin young man on the screen, with long black hair braided into a scorpion braid, huge black bat wings on his back, and a dark blue tail.
Because the other party moved very quickly, the picture was a little blurry.
"Zhang Ping did not carry out the assassination attempt."
"Combined with this, we have reason to suspect that it was this young man who stopped the other party's actions."
"Purpose, unknown."
No one knows whether he is an enemy or a friend.
(End of this chapter)