Hidden Assassin: Section 432 Waiting for Dawn

It was already night when I returned home. The street lights illuminate the neighboring streets. Some husbands and old ladies sat downstairs in the community and talked in the shade. Julian sent her to the door and left. She was so embarrassed that she almost didn't even see you again. Forgot to mention that when the Ye family waved, she waved subconsciously.

Passing through the martial arts hall in front to the living room, Duan Jingxian brought the hot food for her to eat. Considering that she hadn’t eaten anything for the past two days and the weather was hot, she cooked porridge for her, and then there were some She dished her favorite sauerkraut. Mother sat while watching her move her chopsticks. After seeing her mood seemed stable, she asked casually: "Where did you go today?"

"Go...Sacred Heart Academy..." She put a mustard tuber into her mouth and chewed slowly, "I was looking for Sister Yahan, she was not there anymore."

"Yahan, she's been here several times." Mother Ye smiled and nodded, "I haven't been in the Sacred Heart since I became pregnant. I've been working in her family's company for the past two years."

Ling Jing was stunned: "Pregnant, pregnant..."

"Yes, my daughter is almost three years old." Duan Jingxian turned around to confirm with Ye Han, "Is the baby born in November 2001."

"Ten rolled the sixteenth."

"Well, it's November when I told us." She nodded, "I gave birth to a daughter, who is very cute, whose nickname is Taotao. You must also like it... …"

"Taotao..."

As if aware of something wrong with her daughter's mood, Duan Jingxian stopped talking, looked at her husband in doubt, and naturally got a puzzled look. After a while, she heard Lingjing say: "If you are pregnant in October... Sister Yahan... Sister Yahan is married?"

"Oh. Then there will be no..." Duan Jingxian shook her head and sighed. "She refused to say who the child's father was. During that time, there was a lot of trouble with the family, and she ran to us. However, Xu Mo, who had been chasing her at the time, heard that she didn't mind if she had a child and wanted to marry her. She didn't agree, so she gave birth to the child. Later Taotao was born very cute. Her father liked it so much, so he let their mother and daughter go home. Last year I heard that he kept asking Taotao’s biological father, and he wanted to give Yahan a blind date, but your sister Yahan guarded Taotao. I also had a great time. I didn’t have any plans in this regard, but counting...she is seven years older than you, and she is twenty-nine, right..."

"October of 2001...November of 2000...Tao Tao...Gu Tao Tao..." Lingjing put down her chopsticks. Mumbling to herself, she inquired about Jia Ming's return today. Knowing that Jia Ming had left Wuheling after November, she seemed to have a little hope in her heart. Who knew that she would have heard such news when she came back. Did Jia Ming stay with Yahan after he left? They also gave birth to a daughter. What should I do, where is Jiaming now......

Duan Jingxian couldn't hear her aside. Although there are some doubts, I never thought that Jiaming would have a relationship with Yahan. After all, it is understandable that Jiaming is with Lingjing and Shasha, but Yahan is seven years older than them. In the eyes of most people, it is really true. It's not very possible anymore. After a while, Lingjing lowered her head and covered her head.

"Mom, tomorrow... I will see Sister Yahan..."

Eleven o'clock in the evening. Six small black cars drove into the quiet neighborhood. When stopping by the garden outside a building, Cui Guohua and others walked out of the car.

Someone has already been waiting for them downstairs. When the group of people went up to the second floor, Cui Guohua frowned, pushed open the door of the room, and the **** breath floated out.

"The seventh in three nights..."

The blood was flowing on the floor of the room. At this time, it was slightly condensed. The six headless corpses were pierced by steel pipes or wooden rods and fixed to the concrete wall. These people were more or less injured. Some people even had their limbs amputated. Six heads were placed on the round table in the center of the room. A team member next to Cui Guohua watched all this, sniffing the surrounding smells, and began to walk in. It took a while before I came to a conclusion: "The same people from last night and the night before, but...today there is only one..."

"Is that the one that used the rapier as a weapon you said?"

"Swords and guns...but he seems to be more keen on swords..." The man closed his eyes and felt everything around him, "As I said, not only physical skills, he must have abilities. However, his adaptation to abilities only assists himself in certain subtle places. This is the really powerful method of use, **** aesthetics... He pursues the beauty of death..."

"He didn't cut off the head two days ago. What is he deliberately expressing?" Cui Guohua frowned and looked at the heads on the round table with a sad look. These people, he knows the land, even if they are not friends. At least it can be called a comrade-in-arms.

"I think it doesn’t matter how it is expressed. It has the same meaning as the killing a few days ago..." As the person said, he was considered a supernatural power, but the effect of this superpower was not obvious, which made him It looks like a person with a strong reasoning ability and even a sixth sense. In Yanhuang Awakening, there are people with similar abilities, and Qiao Guorui, who has been married at this time and has left the group, said, "Today he has plenty of time, so he does it easily. This matter. The perverted killer Soram also has the habit of cutting off people’s heads, but that’s just because of a strong desire for expression, and this person...for him should just be doing a pastime, as if We were bored when we were young, and there happened to be a book next to us, so we tore up the book and folded it into a paper airplane...just smoothly..."

"It's just easy..." Cui Guohua murmured and repeated, "Although Zheng Guoquan and the six of them are not very powerful, they have also undergone rigorous training. They died silently like this, even the neighbors next door did not have them. Wake up... How does this person compare to Gu Jiaming..."

"The tactics are different, Captain Cui, what's more, their level is too high, I can't make a comparison." In the **** desolation, the person next to him smiled indifferently. He was not a member of Cui Guohua's team. , But the analyst who has been following the Emei base for a long time.

"I have analyzed the data of the previous years, and Gu Jiaming is not keen on fighting. Although many things like to be solved by fighting, it is just a kind of instinct that has formed a habit, similar to conditioned reflex, which makes me more puzzled. It’s just how this instinct was formed. After all, he is only eighteen years old, and this person... He is not keen on fighting, but fighting and killing are not instincts, but just one of many abilities and hobbies. It’s like reading, singing, and dancing. The other thing is. He has a strong, almost paranoid aesthetic and rules of conduct..."

He walked to the wall and looked at the wounds on his body: "It can be considered as an obsessive-compulsive disorder, as if someone enters the house by going to the front door anyway, then even if the front door is broken. The back door is open, he And he will never go to the back door. Such a person... If he can analyze his rules of conduct. If he understands his goal, maybe he can put a trap for him..."

"The problem is that they are more than one person..."

"Yes, I saw two people so far, and...they are too good, if there are more..." He shook his head. "I have finished reading what I can see, and the rest...Leave it to the forensic doctor..."

Cui Guohua nodded. Slowly walked to the table and closed the eyes of the six people still with fear, consternation and pain...

More than forty people have died in three days, and with the companions who died in Europe, this number has to be doubled. However, at the moment, I have not grasped any clues from the enemy, so I feel so powerless. , Even in the face of the violent Jia Ming. After all, there was still room for Jia Ming at that time to speak, but at this time, he was facing a group of extremely powerful and unscrupulous saboteurs.

More than an hour later, the convoy drove out of the community. Approaching the gate of the community. Suddenly, the analyst sitting next to Cui Guohua was shocked. Looking at the flower garden in front of him, his whole body seemed to be tense. Seeing him like this, Cui Guohua said attention on the walkie-talkie. The vehicle slowed down, and gradually, a figure appeared under the street light behind the flowerbed.

Looking from this angle, only the silhouette of the man can be seen. With a blond hair tied into a ponytail and wearing a white suit, the man is sitting on a bench under a street lamp and reading a book. At midnight, it was strange that a foreigner was sitting under a street lamp in such a residential area and reading a book. As the vehicles moved forward, everyone in the six vehicles had pulled out their guns and loaded their guns. At the same time, the man closed the book and stood up, turned and walked slowly toward this side.

He is a very handsome man. Although he looks a little thin under the light, his slender body naturally has an elegant feeling. He is looking at this side with a smile, and his steps are a little faster, about ten apart. When he was a few meters away, he looked at Cui Guohua's bulletproof car and bowed like a gentleman in Europe.

For an instant, the figure suddenly enlarged in the eyes of everyone.

Under the street lights, there is a dazzling edge.

In the surrounding vehicles, people picked up their guns and almost unanimously opened or kicked the car door. Cui Guohua grabbed the collar of the analyst next to him and yanked him back. At the same time, he raised the gun in his hand. , Aimed at the figure separated by a piece of bulletproof glass, at the same time, a sharp blade pierced into the car.

It's a long and thin European style thorn sword. The man’s speed was so fast that even Cui Guohua, who had undergone countless trainings, almost couldn’t catch it. When he rushed over, he was still holding a book in his hand, but when the right hand waved out, a little light had already pierced out. The sword body was in a perfect straight line, and in an instant, it penetrated the bulletproof glass of the vehicle with an incredibly determined aura, and pointed straight to the analyst's eyebrows.

That kind of power is like firing a sniper rifle at close range.

Cui Guohua kicked the car door loudly.

The stabbing sword only pierced a little, and it looked like it had been embedded in the door of the car. When the door was kicked by Cui Guohua, Jian Feng seemed to move away. The blond man let go of the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and as the door opened, he grasped it with his left hand and drew it toward the rear. The sword body pulled out a half-moon-shaped arc of light in the air. At the same time, his right hand pressed down. The body suddenly withdrew four or five meters away, and when the right hand was raised again, the muzzle of a pistol was already facing this side.

The gunfire on both sides rang, tearing the night sky apart.

The tongue of fire interlaced in the night, and the firepower of the six cars covered the person, but the blond man also retreated like a ghost, the first shaking was five or six meters away. The second time it was ten meters away, and the third time it was at the edge of the flowerbed. The bullets shot into his body, and the blood bloomed on the suit, but he seemed to be flashing in the gunfire with nothing at all. Holding a sword in his left hand, the muzzle of his right hand was constantly shaking, shooting bullets into each car, like a dance between blood and fire, for a moment. Cui Guohua could almost see the elegant smile on his face.

With a "wow", the figure jumped into the flowerbed, disappeared, and a little bit of flowers, plants and leaves flew up under the street lamp. The book he had been reading in his hand only banged to the ground at this time.

Everyone chased out, not long after. Only to realize that the target had completely disappeared before their eyes.

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?" He looked at the analyst next to him. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was not injured. However, when the rest of the people were asked to report the casualties, the answer really made people feel bad. .

"Guo Lin was shot. In her leg, it shouldn't be too serious..."

"Zhongming died in his duty."

"Zhongming died..."

"Guo Ping was injured..."

Just a few seconds. With one death and two injuries, he walked out of the car in the front, looked at the corpse lying in the car, squatted down, and stood up for a long while: "Zhongming, he... hasn't joined for half a year..."

Looking back, the analyst surnamed Tang was picking up the book on the floor and reading it. He walked over, and the other party handed over the book. It was an English version of "Evolution": "He didn't really make a move. Just in Play..."

"Playing? Then one of us will die..." Cui Guohua turned a few pages with the book.

"We can't kill him..." The analyst frowned. "I have studied Earl's data in the base. If he is an undead at the same level as Earl. Coupled with his own strength, he can kill us just now. The gap between ordinary people and this kind of ability cannot be made up. ...It's not right, or only one person can make up for it. He doesn't rely on abilities at all, and can overwhelm the other person with only physical fitness... That person might have been on our side, but unfortunately he is already dead... "

His tone is understated, but not strong, but neither he nor Cui Guohua knows the significance of this incident. Five years ago, he rounded up the earl and dispatched several teams, but he still had to be taken everywhere by the earl** *, if there are several people of the same level as the earl this time, and the goal is set at Yanhuang Awakening, then they are probably facing the biggest crisis in the decades since Yanhuang Awakening was established.

In the night, the sound of police sirens began to approach...Soon after, it was in a park about five or six miles away from the community.

Blond hair, ponytail, and white shirt. He has changed his clothes. At this time, he is sitting on a chair under the street lamp and reading. This time it is an undergraduate teaching album "The Secret of the Sun", generally for children. The enlightenment readings, but he still reads the "Relativity" as focused, dragging his cheeks, and it also has a literary and elegant taste.

About half of the time I saw it, a tall white man walked over, his body is not very huge, his height is about 1.9 meters, the muscles under the T-shirt are strong, and the person does not look rude. As he walked, he stretched out his hand to say hello to the blond man: "Hi, Victor."

"Hi, Kratos." The blond man named Victor still focused on the book, but waved his hand slightly, "How about the movie?"

"It's not bad, but the Chinese dubbing made me feel a little affected." Kratos sat down beside him, "The book looks good?"

"There is ultraviolet light in the sun."

"Huh?"

"They say that the ultraviolet rays in the sun can cause fatal damage to vampires."

"Oh, don't mind." Kratos shrugged. "They said that cross and garlic are also fine. There is a legend in China. It is said that the blood of a black dog can ward off evil spirits, and it may also scare away vampires... , What exactly is ultraviolet light?"

"The blood of the black dog...it's really dirty..." Victor thought for a while. "Light has various wavelengths. It is really interesting to use something like a prism to separate white light into different colors. Experiment. But I read some books. The main function of ultraviolet rays is to kill bacteria. They are indeed a very destructive light, but...isn’t the resistance of vampires inferior to bacteria?"

"Maybe the vampires they said are not the same as the blood clan. They are like Chinese zombies..."

"Kratos, Kratos..." Victor shook his head helplessly. "After I go back, I will get myself a laboratory... Well, maybe go to school to learn the necessary knowledge first, and then really study Take a look at our blood. I watched a movie called Resident Evil the other day. You know, in some legends, people who have been bitten by a vampire will become unconscious zombies if they don’t pass the first embrace, and unconscious zombies can also You can turn other people into zombies, if you can do that... Kratos. What do you think of a completely rotten world?"

"It's disgusting..."

"Yes." Victor nodded. "But maybe it can make the first embrace a little easier, by the way... I am really disgusted with the sun, although it is not strong. But maybe there is some kind of toxic substance in the sun. Maybe, if you extract them, if you encounter the same kind, you can kill them faster..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice rang from the rear: "I object."

Walking out from there was a tall and thin man wearing a black shirt. He frowned and had a dark look: "Humans invented gunpowder. They led the Industrial Revolution, so they changed the process of killing themselves. To be simpler. In a sense, they are committing suicide at a faster rate. Therefore, Victor, I oppose you to conduct similar research. Death and blood should be an art, and we should not pursue efficiency."

"What if there is a similar research? Peter."

"It's a hopeless and stupid question. You gain strength because of others' depravity. In order to survive. Do you have to be more depraved than others?"

"I will consider." Victor nodded. "This is just a study based on the thirst for knowledge, because there will be no one else to study except us. I don't know the result, I will be uncomfortable...Of course, I'll talk about it later..."

Kratos gave a seat to the newcomer Peter: "I just want to settle this matter quickly. I don’t like the man named Misaki very much. Since he knows our existence, finish it. Should we go to Japan to kill him after this incident?"

Victor turned his head: "Peter, you went to observe over there today, how is their strength?"

"I can feel a strong and chaotic mental power. In addition, there is an old man who is very powerful. I was almost discovered by her..."

"Powerful and chaotic mental power..." Victor frowned.

"Obviously those who cannot control their own evolution, but that power is indeed terrifying and very special. If it is the ability to fight, it will become quite terrible after going crazy, but if it is only a support... as an ordinary person , I think all he can get is endless headache..."

"Poor man...what about the ashes of the monk?"

"No news."

Victor sighed: "Then we can only wait. The last two days of fighting have been very boring. Maybe they can only show us something interesting if they are driven to the point of real despair. ."

"Then, before Victoria arrives, let them really feel the breath of despair." A smile appeared on Peter's sullen face and stood up, "At that time, destroy them again, especially The strong, only at the last moment of life, will the most brilliant feelings bloom..."

I had a dream that night, and when I woke up in the early hours of the morning, I was in a trance, as if I was still immersed in the dream of the past.

In their dreams, they were still in school, the teacher was teaching on it, Jia Ming was lying on the table in a daze~IndoMTL.com~ She was sitting next to Jia Ming. After a while, the teacher came over and scolded him harshly. He was at the desk. I was looking for a textbook, but I couldn't find it. So I took a textbook from the last year and placed it. After a while, the teacher asked Jia Ming to answer the question. Jia Ming stood up, but naturally there was nothing in the book. She put the book over, secretly showed it to him, and pointed at the answer in the textbook.

However, Jia Ming hadn't answered yet, so the teacher found out this little gesture. Jia Ming was punished to stand there, and she was also scolded, bitterly in her heart.

So during the whole class, he was standing, she was sitting, with a faint resentment towards him in her heart, the book was placed in the middle of the desk, and the two of them looked at him together. She pinched him with her hand, and he was just helpless. laugh.

They are already very big in their dreams. They have probably reached high school. At that age, they have actually gone to bed and lived together. But in fact, they haven’t been in the same class since entering junior high school. In the dream, the mood between her and him is also very jerky, as if they were still at the same table in elementary school. Best friend, she is still his big sister. , Hating iron is not like steel, strange and familiar are mixed together like this......

She doesn’t know what the dream symbolizes, but the feeling is so real. She just sat on the bed and watched the small electric fan at the end of the bed blowing, the silver moonlight streaming in from the window, immersed in the feeling. Inside, quietly waiting for the dawn...