The girl moved. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe golden fairy slashed in a fascinating arc, and the blade lit up in midair. What the hell was she trying to do with such a big flaw? The answer, of course, was that she didn't intend to keep her hand at all, and before she could leap up, the gray-white world had already descended, and the straight blade was about to cut V's throat before time began to flow again—she couldn't do harm to anyone in the world where time was suspended.

But things exceeded her expectations, and V had already taken a step back the moment time began to flow, and the blade that should have cut his neck straight only cut through part of his trachea and artery. Even so, ordinary people should lose any combat ability just like this. But after V's blood was splashed, he waved his twin blades without hesitation and bullied up, and the twin knives he was holding flew between his hands, and Dio, who had just landed, had to dodge his attack in embarrassment. Taking a few steps back, Dio drew his gun and aimed it at V.

But now the distance between them is too close, Dio has just pulled out his gun, and V has approached Dio again. Dio had to use her abilities again, this time with the muzzle of her gun directly on V's head.

It is impossible to miss. Without hesitation, Dior pulled the trigger instantly, and the roaring gun began to move with time. But when the bullet hit his eyebrows, there was a tooth-aching sound of gold and iron, and the violent impact of the bullet caused the man to retreat again and again, but he still stood firm, the deformed bullet fell to the ground, and V raised his head again, facing Dio.

"You... Is it "Skar's" now?" Dior immediately understood who this 'V' was.

“... You still don't understand, Dior," V took his posture again, and his trachea, which should have been severed just now, made another sound, "My ability does not regenerate my skin, and if I let the company "Skar" replace the parts in my body, my ability will lose its effect..."

"Then why didn't the bullet break your head?" Dior held the knife behind and lowered his body, "... Could it be..."

"Because under this mask is not 'Raman Whitney,' but a mind, and a mind that is not afraid of your bullets. V's voice was very magnetic, as if what he was saying was the truth.

As long as he had a human brain, he couldn't have ignored that bullet as he did now. Even if the violent impact of the bullet hits the helmet, it will cause the victim to have a violent concussion, and in the lightest case, it is impossible to maintain good combat effectiveness. Even if he uses the technology of "Skar" to replace the brain with electronic parts, it is the same reason, electronic components are much more fragile than people think, let alone sophisticated electronic devices such as recording memories. Why exactly?

While Dio pondered, he withdrew the Magnum bullet from the magazine in front of V and replaced it with a hardcore bullet. If he has the means to block ordinary bullets, replacing them with such hard-core bullets can have stronger penetration than fragile lead-core bullets to a certain extent.

"It seems that you don't believe what I say, and no human being can easily believe the words of strangers. V whispered.

"I believe, but that has nothing to do with me, Skar's lackey. Dior snorted coldly and pulled the firing pin.

Moments later, the two fought again. Dior's knife slashed through the silver light, easily slicing off a piece of V's kick, and V's twin knives danced like art in Dior's attack. He could easily parry Dio's attacks without hurting her in the slightest. Dio frowned again and couldn't help but retreat. What was already a mess of the room is now even more cluttered.

The gun is useless, her hand-to-hand combat skills are not as good as V's, and this man even has spare strength, she is not sure that she will completely defeat this man.

"I don't belong to any organization at the moment, delusions can make people have terrible thoughts, and that kind of thinking can cause irreversible damage..."V said, and then he put away his two knives without hesitation and stood up straight, "As a first meeting, I'm afraid I haven't made a good impression. But hopefully, when the storm comes, you won't regret the decision you made..."

With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"I didn't say you could go," Dio raised his gun, holding his scimitar under his right hand, "Don't want to get out of here alive until you spit out what you know." ”

"Then you're ready to shoot," V spread his arms without a hint of fear, "I can tell you, but I won't be afraid of you." All your threats are vain, and your methods are meaningless to this corpse - no one can stand at the top of the world without a trace of fear. Miss Connor, that's your quote. If you think I'm going to succumb to your strength, then shoot me, break my limbs, break every bone of mine, and throw me into the furnace of your desires and burn, expecting that I won't be able to endure such pain and say what you want like a coward. ”

He is not afraid of death. He didn't have any thoughts of dying, he just stood here, indifferent to the threat of the wicked Dior. What was that righteous? What gave him courage? Dio didn't understand, perhaps because he knew he wasn't going to die, but he wasn't afraid of pain and torment. Despite being completely ignorant of the man who called himself "V", or perhaps Raman Whitney, Dior hesitated for a moment before putting down his gun.

"Your purpose. ”

"I have already said once, beautiful lady, is what the wicked do bad? Of course, you know better that kind of thing, and the next thing is your own show. ”

His figure disappeared into the shadows of the stairwell, and Dio sighed as he sat in the messy room. Storm... There was only one storm she could think of that would plunge the country into danger, and that was war. But why should she stop the war? Stopping the war was also necessary for her, and now she was too weak for the wind to make her at a loss. But... The only thing she can do is do the same thing as the wicked.

If this place is in the middle of war, then everything she has carefully arranged will disappear, which is unacceptable. She glanced at the cake box on the table, where it was still secure. After thinking about it for a long time, she stood up and picked up the phone.

“... Daria? ”

"This is Su Yuan, Daria has already gone to London, what are the instructions?" another girl's voice came from there.

"Collect all the information related to the Soviet Union and sort out the current situation. And then there's the content of the technical exchange between the United States and the United Kingdom, which is very important, maybe... Relations between the USSR and the United States have deteriorated to the point of being most unacceptable. If that's the case... Gather all the members in Liverpool, including the captain and old York. These things, it is okay to tell the dog emperor, but keep them secret from the British. ”

“... Got it. ”

If she guessed correctly, the United States has indeed mastered nuclear weapons. The technical exchange between Britain and the United States is related to this, and Britain is not willing to be constrained by the Soviet Union and the Ming Empire, and wants to join forces with the United States. And the USSR was very close to Prussia, and the result was obvious. War is about to break out. Since everyone has nuclear weapons, it means that no side dares to use them lightly until the location of the other side's nuclear weapons is confirmed, otherwise the result will be a lose-lose situation.

Then the means to stop this war are obvious. That is, the need for deterrence beyond nuclear weapons, and it just so happens that Britain currently has such force, and it also happens to be in the hands of Dior.

One of the world's top submarines, Cortana.

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“... Are you ready?" he glanced back, "You're the only one I know who has the strength to fight her." There is no doubt that she must be the biggest villain in the world, and if left unchecked, she will definitely destroy the world in the future. So I have to stop her, you also have the meaning of hope for the existence of this world..."

The man turned his head and looked at the person standing below with her hands in her arms, she looked at him with a cold face, and there was a fierce light in her eyes that was difficult to ignore. Maybe if one of them didn't pay attention, she would pounce on him and tear him apart.

“... Sixteen Nights Moon. The man called out her name.

"Oh, that's funny," she grinned, "what does it matter to me for the survival of humanity? make no mistake about it, I'm only here for what I want to do, and I have no intention of following your orders." I only need a split second to take your life, and the reason why I didn't do it is just that I have other things to do, and you don't deserve my time of wasting this little or a second. If you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me. ”

"Even if you destroy my body, I won't die, don't you understand?" the man turned, "It's the kind of future I'm looking for, when human beings hurt each other meaninglessly, and then this kind of behavior will stop." ”

He just wanted to continue, but turned around, but saw that the figure of Sixteen Nights had long disappeared, and he shook his head helplessly.

“... It's a pity, Dior, I can only be your enemy at this time. ”