Candier was a little surprised when he received the report that the mission failed that night. Two well-trained A-level enhancers, dealing with a therapist, should be sure of everything, but they were silently solved by the other party.
"Does he have a master by his side?" Candil muttered to himself.
Although A-level enhancers are not as rare as S-level enhancers, they are still one in ten thousand. He really finds it hard to believe that one healer can kill two A-level enhancers.
Candier touched his chin, pondered for a moment, then dialed a number and ordered, "Send a few more people over."
He wants to see how hard this person's life is.
In the middle of the night, He Rin sat cross-legged in the room, meditating and practicing according to An Xian's instructions, with spiritual energy lingering around her body, breathing in and out, and back and forth.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes radiated with brilliance, and the rhythm was self-produced, and there was no trace of the simplicity of the day. With a movement, he disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.
An hour later, his figure appeared in the flower field. Luo's upper body was exposed, with clear texture and a few drops of blood. He stepped on the wet mud and looked up at the dark night sky. , the mental power is turbulent, the chaotic energy blows the grass and trees, and the whole person falls into boundless chaos.
"He Rin." A clear drink suddenly sounded from behind, like a stone falling on a flat lake, with ripples.
He Rin shook his body, turned his head slowly, and looked at the figure walking towards him, slender and elegant, dreaming with the wind, bringing peace.
As she approached, He Rin's eyes gradually disappeared and returned to clarity.
"What are you doing here?" An Xian walked over to him and saw the blood on his body and his feet covered in mud, without showing any strange expression.
"I don't know either." He Rin looked down at his feet and said in confusion, "What am I doing here?"
"Forget it if you don't know, go back." An Xian turned around to leave when a big hand suddenly reached out and held her right hand.
An Xian looked sideways and saw He Rin standing quietly beside her, waiting to be taken away by her.
She didn't say anything, let him hold her hand and walk towards the small building together.
"Dad." He Rin said, "I seemed to have a dream just now."
"What dream."
"I dreamed that I killed a lot of people, and then I was killed by others, and I was divided into many pieces."
Anxian paced for a while and asked, "Then what?"
"Then..." He Rin smiled, "and then Dad appeared, and I came back to life."
Walking into the small building, An Xian handed him a towel and asked him to wipe the mud on his feet first, so as not to step on it everywhere.
"dad."
"what?"
He Rin squatted on the ground and looked up at An Xian, with a bright smile on his face, "As long as I see Dad, I am very happy. Dad, we agreed to be father and son for a lifetime and never be separated."
"..." An Xian looked at him with a complicated expression, "Be a father and son for a lifetime?"
"Yes." He Rin nodded cautiously.
"Okay." An Xian gave him a "loving" smile, "That's it."
Someone who set up a flag for himself is still silly, thinking he is the happiest child in the world...
Sending He Rin back to the room, An Xian recalled the dream he just mentioned, which should be his experience in Asai Island, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong.
Unable to figure out what to do, An Xian stopped thinking about it, left the small building alone, followed the breath He Rin had just left, and came to a forest. This is where she buried her body yesterday, but there were three more underground. corpse.
Obviously, He Rin discovered a new assassin, and then followed the previous practice to kill and bury the body.
He Rin was originally an S-rank enhancer. After being reborn from the ashes, he successfully established a foundation and his strength has taken a qualitative leap. In this era, I am afraid that there are not many people who are his opponents. It's just that he strikes too bluntly, almost cold-blooded.
An Xian looked at the slightly pale sky, and a faint color flashed in his eyes. Five assassins died in four days, presumably the mastermind behind the scenes should be quiet for a while.
After dawn, An Xian asked his minions to take He Rin to swim a few laps in the river, to reconcile the anger in his body, supplemented by medicines to calm the nerves, to consolidate his cultivation and calm his mind.
As the cold season approaches, the weather turns cooler, and most plants enter a "dormant" period and grow slowly. A few cold-resistant flowers and trees are competing to bloom, showing their graceful appearance without reservation.
While Huatian has not recovered its vitality, Anxian plans to suspend the online live broadcast and the release of cute pets, and design the architectural plan of the traceability school. She is only responsible for the overall planning, the specific pavilion, the structure and decoration, and also needs to find a professional.
When he was busy, He Lin walked in wet, steaming all over, surrounded by water mist, and his skin was red, like a shrimp that had just been soaked in hot soup, showing a delicious and delicious fleshy feeling.
He Rin, who integrates the spirit of the phoenix, has his own heating function, and he can feel the heat on his body from far away.
Seeing him approaching, An Xian quickly stopped him and said, "Go to the bathroom to take a shower, change clothes and come out."
"Okay." He Rin replied obediently, and went out again wet.
After dozens of minutes, He Rin walked out of the room with a refreshing body, and followed the aroma to the restaurant. There are two breakfasts on the table, one is a simple toast with jam, vegetable salad and soy milk, and the other is a Big Mac set piled into a hill.
He Rin consciously took the Big Mac package and sat down at the table to enjoy it happily.
Since his rebirth, He Rin's appetite is like a prehistoric dragon, domineering and unreasonable. An Xian suspected that as soon as the food entered his stomach, it was burned into nutrient slag by the flames in his body, and even the excretion was omitted.
"After eating, let's trace the source." An Xian intends to hand over his plan to Le Zhan and ask him to help him revise it. This young man is gifted in architecture and painting, and is extremely sensitive to numbers. The legendary work of the Madman Hall is from him. If you let him study the pattern, maybe there will be unexpected joy.
"Hmmmm!" He Rin nodded again and again, expressing his happiness.
After breakfast, He Rin sat contentedly on the sofa with the dead body.
On the way, An Xian handed He Rin a pack of dried fruits to pass the time, and accidentally found that a stubble grew on his head, and a few short hairs sparsely appeared on the brow bone, looking messy, not at all when he was born. "Delicate and whitening".
Seeing An Xian staring straight at herself, He Rin immediately raised her head and sat upright, then picked up a piece of dried fruit and asked, "Dad, do you want to eat?"
An Xian didn't speak, just took out the camera, "clicked" at him a few times, and archived it as a souvenir.
"It turns out that Dad likes to take pictures of me." He Rin was overjoyed, and took the initiative to pose a few popular poses of bodybuilders, women's clothing bosses, and vitality babies.
How could Anxian be soft, and there was another burst of "click, click".
During the period of someone's recovery of memory, it was enough for An Xian to leave behind a black history that made him laugh at him for a lifetime. An Xian felt that he seemed to have been inspired by He Dabao to some unknown evil taste.
While playing happily, An Xian suddenly received a text message, opened it, and his face darkened.
[Lord Alliance Leader, I was reckless before, so I shouldn’t send someone to disturb you rashly. To apologize, let's play a game called "One Finger, One Life". The rules are very simple, please cut off one of your own fingers within three days, or I will randomly kill anyone around you. Although those shrimp soldiers and crabs would not pose a threat to the leader of the alliance, it was still possible to kill one or two ordinary people, such as children in an orphanage. The time of this game is tentatively set to be 18 days, one round for three days, with six fingers and six lives as bets, and the leader of the alliance can freely choose the ending of the game. Looking forward to your participation, wizards.]
After reading the text message, it disappeared from the safe contact device on its own.
An Xian raised his head, and two groups of anger ignited in his transparent eyes. She is usually mild-mannered and modest, and rarely cares about personal gains and losses, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.
There is nothing to say in the battle between the two sides, winning the king or losing the bandit, but if other innocent people are involved, and indiscriminate methods are used, An Xian will definitely not be able to bear it.
The power of the Institute is all over the world, deeply rooted, and there are many capable people, and most of them are hidden in the dark. It is true that they cannot shake their foundation in a short time with the power of one person, but they provoke her again and again, it seems that It has swelled to the point of lawlessness.
"What's the matter, Dad?" He Rin keenly noticed the change in An Xian's breath and couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing, I just want to do something." An Xian replied lightly.
Do something? He likes to do things! He Rin, who was looking forward to doing things with her father, was mercilessly sent to a mental hospital, and then left.
He Rin: Q_Q
An Xian took out a small compass from the storage ring, which she exchanged for a bottle of medicinal herbs and a senior from the Refining School. As long as there is a related item with the target breath in her hand, she can accurately track it. the location of the target.
What An Xian wants to track is not the people, but the dozen or so stolen flowers. She has the rhizome samples of those flowers in her hand, as long as they are still on this planet and not blocked by the formation, she can find them.
At 2:00 in the morning, Candier, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by a piercing bell, and he picked it up in a loud voice: "Wizard, you better have something important to report to me!"
The wizard said solemnly: "My lord, I sent you an email, you should take a look first."
Kandier frowned, took his computer from the bedside table, got into the mailbox, clicked on the email sent by the wizard, and dozens of pictures immediately appeared on the screen.
As soon as he saw a picture, Candier's face changed. It was six bloody little fingers, neatly arranged in a row, looking startling.
The next few pictures show several secret branches of the institute, where all the instruments and research materials are missing. Continuing to look down, I found that these instruments and research materials were placed at the entrance of the auction house, and a note was left, indicating that all the items were provided anonymously, with a low price of "100 points", and the auction proceeds were donated to several companies. welfare agencies.
The last picture is of a wall with eight characters written in blood - "Finger for finger, life for life".
Kandier was shocked to see that the strength and strength shown by the other party was beyond his expectations.
Copying their three secret branches in one night, cutting off the fingers of the six leaders, and quietly evacuating the institute's instruments and materials, is this something that one person can do
"Sir." The wizard's voice sounded again, "There is still a photo here, and the real thing has been cleaned up by me."
This is a mess of text, just below the words "finger for finger, life for life".
[Q, J, R, H, XP, HLS, start the game (yes/no)]
Kandier knows what these acronyms represent. The six major families of "Qiao, Jin, Ren, He, Xue Po, Harris" are also the core strength of the institute. Refers, life for life", the other party's meaning is obvious, if he kills the other party, the other party will kill him.
Candier did not expect that instead of threatening the other party this time, he was threatened by the other party. When you find that your friends are implicated by you, as a kind-hearted person, shouldn't you sacrifice yourself and bow your head to reality
One person to fight against the six major forces? Is he mentally retarded? !
But thinking about it carefully, Candier found that he really didn't dare to gamble. If the other party can kill Joxon silently, it is not difficult to deal with the high-level officials of other families. The strength he showed is not at all what a little therapist should have! Moreover, he has a strong personality. He explodes at the first stab, and he has no scruples. The game has just started, and he is pressed to death at the starting point. I thought it was a small shrimp, but it turned out to be a super eel with a voltage of 100,000 volts
Exchange the life of an orphan for the life of a family member? This deal, Kandier will definitely not do. If things get bigger, it's definitely not the leader of the alliance who will be unlucky first, but he, the initiator of the calamity.
They killed five people, lost six fingers, destroyed three research divisions, and lost hundreds of millions of instruments and materials. As a result, they didn't even touch the other party's hair. In the end, they didn't dare to play this game with him. The game you provoked, don't slap your face too hard!
"MD, where the hell is this evildoer coming out of?" Candier gritted his teeth, his liver hurting so much.
He clicked on the webpages of Huahua World and Madman's Hall, and then ordered the wizard: "Find a hacker and toss his Huahua World and Madman's Hall to death for me!"
The wizard was silent for a moment, then said: "My lord, the authoritative trading network of the Huahua World affiliated to the alliance is protected by the core intellectual brain, and we can't move it. As for the madman's hall, I can find someone to try it, but adults don't have too much hope. , It is said that some of the hackers who illegally invaded in the past were hanged and beaten, and the other part became the iron fans of the madhouse... "
"what do you mean?"
"I mean, behind the madman's hall, there is a large group of crazy senior hackers. Before hacking them, we have to prepare for being hacked."
"...Okay, leave it alone, I want to be quiet."