Time has become extremely difficult, and every minute and second that follows hides a huge crisis.

I believed the Falcon and didn't check the two guns.

This kind of mutual trust is very subtle, and it belongs to the sympathy between heroes.

I'd rather help him through this crisis than assassinate him. Heroes must die at the hands of heroes, and must not be killed by ignorant rats.

"At this moment, I suddenly remembered someone." "A friend, who was at the spy station in Brussels, died with a team of killers from the West in order to cover me. Until then, he had always said that I had the appearance of an emperor, and that he would rather die and protect me with my life. Long Fei, you say, is he telling the truth? ”

I had seen the above passage in the autobiography of the electric falcon and was shocked, but I did not agree with it.

The ancients said that one will become famous and ten thousand bones will wither. The electric falcon was able to sit in today's position, and the comrades-in-arms and colleagues around him must have blocked bullets for him countless times and desperately guarded him, so that he has survived until now.

The truth of the matter is not that "he has the emperor's life", but that countless people firmly believe that he has the ability to lead the northern powers to become bigger and stronger. Those people sacrificed their lives to protect him, not for himself, but for the entire northern power.

Just like now, I'm willing to nod and help, it's a hero who cherishes a hero, not a simple cult of personality.

"Will you be like him?" Denki asked.

I sighed: "Mr. President, there is no shortage of loyal ministers and minions around you, so don't think about turning me into the same kind of person." ”

I'm just me, not anyone's vassal, let alone a politician's minion.

"Long Fei, naturalize my country, an outstanding young man like you should have a better future." The Falcon does not intend to give up lobbying.

There was a sudden unusual noise outside, the sound of a sharp blade slicing through the throat of a guard. Immediately, people crept closer on all sides, and the smell of gunsmoke from the barrel of the gun that had just been shot also drifted in the wind.

The large-caliber * has a magazine capacity of 15 rounds, and in a melee, the maximum number of kills with two guns and 30 bullets will not exceed 10, but at most about 7 or 8 people. So, I need to run out of bullets in one go, then grab the enemy's weapon and continue shooting.

"It's either a headshot or a headshot, that's all." I smiled wryly and silently admonished myself.

In a chaotic battle within a narrow range, it is impossible for any firearms master to kill with one bullet, so in order to maintain the accuracy of killing, he can only shoot at the same target more than twice in a row to ensure that the opponent will die. So, thirty bullets is too little.

The canvas curtain of the tent was opened, and Lady Ice entered.

She had a white towel tied around her left arm, which was supposed to be the uniform symbol of the rebels.

"I just need one thing." She said.

"What is it?" Denki asked.

"The key to the large safe in the last part of the National Archives, the code name of the safe is 'reincarnation'." Mrs. Ice replied.

She walked over to the table and didn't look at me, just stretched out her right palm to the electrofalcon.

"You betrayed me for the sake of that safe?" Denki asked.

"Yes, just for that. My time is running out, and if Mr. President is willing to hand over the keys, I will immediately withdraw my troops and rush back to the capital. Lady Ice said.

Her expression was very calm, as if she was talking to the electric falcon about work, and the mutiny and rebellion had never happened at all.

"Your illness is terminal, and even if you open the safe, it will be useless." Electric Falcon said.

"Give me the key, don't talk about anything else." Lady Ice shook her head.

"You're going to die in it — a lot of people are going to die in it, just going up in the dust, there's nothing left. I remember telling you that although the safe is called 'reincarnation', it is simply a rumor, and it has absolutely no power of 'reincarnation'. I'm hurting you by giving you the key, so I can't give it. Electric Falcon said.

With a bang, a short blade popped out of the back of Lady Ice's right hand, stabbing into the right chest of the Falcon like lightning.

"This is a warning, next time, the stab will be the left chest and heart." Mrs. Ice said.

She was moving so fast that I didn't even have time to draw my gun.

In the most authoritative global "Records of Foreign Objects", there is indeed a safe called "reincarnation", and it is specifically marked that the key to open the safe is forged from the black gold of the North Sea, about one foot long and one inch wide, and it is engraved with ancient Sanskrit secret talismans. The name of the safe is "reincarnation", and it is rumored that it can help human beings enter the rapid cycle of reincarnation, just like the Chinese high-speed railway, which is now popular all over the world, to achieve twice the result with half the effort and ensure success.

"You need to take your medicine, not the safe." The electric falcon was stabbed, but there was no pain on his face, and he shook his head and refused Mrs. Ice's request.

"I have taken all the new drugs from all over the world, and now, the cancer cells have spread to every lymph and every bone and joint in the body, and there is no cure at all. I have to get in there and start my life all over again. If you still remember the old love, give me the key. Lady Ice said.

As a bystander, I could see the great pain of Lady Ice. The greatest hope for a seriously ill person is liberation. It would be gratifying to be able to quickly enter samsara with some kind of tool.

"You probably listened to the rumors of the rivers and lakes, thinking that you could become the queen of the North Sea in the past by entering reincarnation, but how can it be so easy? Madame Bing, listen to my advice and take your people back to the capital, but not to the database, but to the capital's National Hospital. I'll order the best doctors in the world to come and help you ......"

Before the Falcon could finish speaking, Lady Ice stabbed a second stab, the blade piercing through the lower abdomen of the Electric Falcon.

"Don't quibble, I want the key." Mrs. Ice said.

"Give it to her, if you have the key." I say.

The electric falcon shook his head: "That's not a simple key issue, but a matter related to the history and future of the great northern powers. The top ten most authoritative fortune tellers in the world have all said that her natal chart hides the life of the Empress of the North Sea, and once it comes true, we will all be finished. "The electric falcon explained to me.

"If you don't hand over the key, I'll stick it in one by one until the blood runs dry." Mrs. Ice said.

I couldn't find a chance to draw a gun, and somehow I went so far as to agree with Lady Ice's anti-water arguments. In order to survive better, she has probably searched all the ways, and the "reincarnation" safe is her last ray of hope.

"Here you go." The denki finally let go, slowly rolling up the leg of his right leg, revealing a muscular and intertwined calf.

"The key is here." The falcon taps on the side of its calf.

Lady Ice crouched, the tip of her knife moving up and down the calf of the electric falcon.

"One centimeter under the skin, close to the leg bone." Electric Falcon explained.

"Okay, I'll operate on you." The tip of Lady Ice's knife moves upwards and rests on the knee joint of the Denki Falcon.

"That's enough." I let out a low scream.

I don't want this kind of farce between the two big men of the great northern powers, where personal life and death should be put aside in the face of the fate of the country, and not as a major matter.

"Mr. Long, don't worry about it, otherwise, the gunmen outside won't have eyes." Mrs. Ice said without looking back.

"Give her the key and end this farce." I told the electric falcon.

If this mutiny had started because of the "Samsara" safe, then, if I were an electric falcon, I would have solved the matter immediately and sent Lady Ice away.

"Okay." The electric falcon agreed very simply, "As long as the big man behind her shows up, the key will be taken away, and I will not be stingy." ”

"Nonsense, I am who I am, and there is no one else behind me." Lady Ice shook her head.

"I know your secret, I've always known it, but I haven't revealed it. When you joined the 'Queen of the North Sea' family, you swore by cutting off your finger, which is a fact that cannot be concealed. In order to hide from me, you devised an assassination case, pretending to be injured in a fight and losing the little finger of your left hand. However, you and I have been working in the espionage community for a long time, and we can see at a glance whether the chain of evidence is complete. What kind of knife the little finger is cut and under what circumstances have obvious behavioral characteristics. I tolerate you because we used to be good friends, and as long as you don't go too far, I can at least accompany you to play this scene. Now, you want the key to the safe, which was meant to be offered to the Queen of the North Sea, but you don't know the true nature of that evil family, who should not be called 'Queen', but 'Banshee'. After they succeed, they will not care whether you live or die, and can take your life at any time. Okay, you've said everything you need to say, you can choose for yourself. Electric Falcon said.

The "Queen of the North Sea" cult family has always existed, and its founders are said to have come from the "Sunken Great Western Continent", the city of Atlantis.

With the main purpose of "the end of the world and the rebirth of the cult", the family preaches "reincarnation after death and Nirvana ascending to the throne", claiming to be able to control the birthplace and life trajectory of believers after reincarnation.

If Madame Ice believes in this kind of cult, then everything she is doing now is all reckless behavior after being bewitched.

"I must die, and then be reborn from the land of death and thorns, and complete the unfinished business." Mrs. Ice said.

"That's impossible." I outright disavow her.

Unknown life, unknown death? After the reincarnation, everyone is on the same starting line again, and no one has the privilege to rush, not even the "Queen of the North Sea".

"Say no more, don't say any more—" Lady Ice flicked her backhand, and the short blade swept past my face, sending a gust of fishy wind.

I still haven't pulled out my guns, those two guns are the key to turning defeat into victory, and they can't be easily shown until the last minute.

"That's the truth, Lady Ice, stop it. As long as you're willing to turn against us, we're still friends. Electric Falcon said.

Mrs. Bing was stunned, her eyes were bitter, and her expression was confused.

"If even the famous doctors of the present day can't cure your disease, it means that this is the end of your fate, just accept it. There are many people in the world who die from cancer, and you are not the only one. As one of the decision-makers of the big northern country, you have to set an example for the people, instead of following a cult and adding trouble to the country and causing great trouble, don't you? "I'm kind of to advise.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......" Lady Ice murmured.

"Everyone will die, sooner or later, it's the arrangement of fate-"

As soon as I said this, my throat suddenly cooled, and a two-foot-wide scythe appeared silently, the blade facing my Adam's apple.

"Well said." A beautiful woman's voice rang in my ears.

The person who spoke was clinging to me, and the hair fell on my ears, slightly itchy.

"It's not you who are going to die, that's why you say it so easily. It's you who are going to die, and you're more miserable than Lady Ice. Right? She said.

Lady Ice turned around and stared at me with the Electrofalcon.

"You've finally appeared, come on!" The electric falcon asked in a deep voice.

"My name? Just look at my scythe and you'll know. The woman chuckled softly.

Her laughter was beautiful, but her hands were merciless, and the blade of the sickle kept pressing my Adam's apple tightly, making it difficult for me to breathe.

"Death? Are you the 'Grim Reaper' of the twelve divine envoys under the command of the 'Queen of the North Sea'? The falcon was taken aback.

"Yes, I'm the Grim Reaper. When death comes, no one lives. You're really unlucky to have met me, aren't you? However, what I dare to pack the ticket is that as long as I wield a knife and kill someone, I will never leave a living mouth, and no one will suffer half-dead. This may be a blessing in disguise for you, isn't it? The woman said.

I took a deep breath, and was just about to adjust my body posture for a follow-up counterattack, when the woman reminded me sharply: "Hey, don't force me to kill now, there are still some words left unfinished!" You should be interested, because I will mention an old acquaintance of yours......"

"Who?" I let out a slow breath.

"A girl named Meng Qiao." The woman said.

I didn't respond, and fell silent again.

"She's very interesting and spiritual, so I'm going to take her back to Beihai to nurture her. Luckily she mentioned you, and I didn't go on a killing spree as soon as I came in. For this reason, should you be grateful to me? The woman asked.

I can't answer, if what she says is true, then Meng Qiao's bad luck has begun.

She is the god of death, and anyone who is on a par with the god of death will not be much better in the end.