Born on the island of Bresset, the country of birds, the dialogue between a goddess stick and a bitter male officer, Lang Zhan has no way of knowing. Eight?? One? Chinese???.? 8?1(a)Z?(8). (1) C (1) O (1) M And if he knew that the death of Saddam Hussein and Gaddafi was actually because of the daydream of a group of gods, he would probably spit in the direction of the Middle East with emotion, light a cigarette, and say: Lao Sa, Lao Ka, you are resentful of death!

Lang Zhan's duty hours were from six to twelve, but under normal circumstances, he would go up to the attic at half past five and not go down until one o'clock.

Today, because Lori photographed two suspicious characters, he notified Burning Man and told Burning Man that he was on duty all night today.

Lori can sense the danger from the two suspicious characters, and Lang Zhan will naturally have stronger feelings. The comprehensive ability of the fire man and the bison is actually not weak, but it is only compared to ordinary people, and it seems that those two obviously have the characteristics of "human", Lang Zhan is not at ease to let them face it alone.

Just when Lang Zhan was alert to the attack of suspicious characters, in the Regent Hotel, which led to the gangster's fight, two suspicious characters were drinking happily in a private room.

The distance is a bit far, and the footage taken by Lori did not show a common feature of the two. That is, at the heart of their coats, there is a matchbox-sized logo - under a spiral genetic pattern, there are three bird letters "DNA" tattooed.

"I thought you wouldn't eat seafood," said the younger, black and white man, taking a sip from his wine glass.

The two-meter-tall black and white man on the opposite side smiled, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said, "I am Poseidon, the god of the sea, and seafood is my favorite." Stuart, can you ask your direction? ”

The young black and white man, who was Nathaniel's son Stuart, left his seat, suddenly turned upside down, directly stretched his head out of his crotch~, and grabbed his heels from behind with both hands~ and asked with a smile: "If I go to the World Jiu-Jitsu Championship, I believe I can win the championship." ”

Poseidon's eyes rolled, and the transparent eyelids closed in a flash, and said, "If my guess is correct, this should be Innodo's ancient jiu-jitsu." Don't tell me, you're still going to play snakes. ”

Stuart sat back in his seat, took a sip of red wine, and then said with a smile: "Poseidon, we are not enemies, are we?" ”

Poseidon also smiled and said, "Since we all choose the Chengbei Gang, of course we will not be enemies. ”

"I chose the North of the City Gang because Gabriel was in the South of the City Gang, what about you, for the same reason?"

"There are reasons for this, but the main reason is that I just received one of my subordinates."

"Boy, I've heard that you're the only — sorry, I don't think I've said something I shouldn't have said."

"Nothing, who of us is not the only one? That's what we're all about, isn't it? ”

"We are the only one, but Gabriel is mass-produced, and on this alone, we should be better than him."

"I think so, too—"

In Lambert's villa, at half past ten in the evening, when many rooms downstairs were still brightly lit, in the darkness of the attic, Lang Zhan, who was originally standing like a sculpture, suddenly opened and closed his eyes.

Since the attic was designated as a monitoring point, it has not been lit at night, which is supposed to deceive the ill-intentioned who watch the villa at night. However, just now, Lang Zhan clearly felt the feeling of skin and slight numbness, and he concluded that someone nearby was using equipment such as infrared telescopes to watch over him. Lang Zhan didn't know that his skin had the ability to isolate the heat from his body, and since he felt the snooping, his heart immediately became alert.

In the dark, if Lang Zhan had enough time for outdoor activities during the day, then at night, within a certain period of time, within a distance of five meters, he could even see a coin on the ground. And if there is a light source on the opposite side, even if it is a small diode lamp used for status indication, within a hundred meters, it is impossible to escape his eyes.

His eyes opened and closed, and he clearly felt a flash of red light outside the villa, and he moved a few steps to the left, leaning himself against the attic wall, and then picked up a modified "Intervention" M2oo sniper rifle.

According to the little beast, it used to be the weapon of a liger nicknamed "Red Nose", and after the death of "Red Nose", many people thought it was bad luck and put it away.

"Red Nose" has equipped this "intervention" M2oo with an infrared sight, Lang Zhan picked it up, his right eye just came up, suddenly his scalp was numb, he was startled, almost instinctively, as if the vertebrae were suddenly broken, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. Lang Zhan's body was still in the process of being buried, and where he was standing just now, the newly replaced bulletproof glass in the attic was first pierced and made a crisp sound, and then, when the wall was hit, there was also a "duh" sound.

"!" With a soft sigh in his heart, Lang Zhan's originally buried body straightened up again, and at the same time, the "intervention" m2oo stood up again. He quickly put his eyes on the infrared sight, and in the lens of the sight, a very blurry image disappeared in a flash, and he frowned slightly, expanding the aiming range, and then found nothing.

There was nothing to do all night, and at six o'clock the next morning, when the burning man came up to take over, he saw the obvious bullet hole on the front glass of the attic, he looked at Lang Zhan and asked, "Gabriel, sniper?" ”

"There are internal ghosts in Lambert's people," Lang Zhan: "I'm wondering if I want to find him out." Burning Man, do you have any good advice? ”

"This is the territory of the Seongnam Gang," the Burning Man muttered, "and if there is no conclusive evidence, I would advise against acting rashly." ”

"We lack a computer master, not necessarily better than Tmall, but we must master basic hacking skills."

"It's hard, first of all, we belong to the liger now. Gabriel, there's a question I've wanted to ask for a long time, what exactly are you going to do with the wolf's fangs? ”

Lang Zhan looked at the fire man, his eyes blinked, and his brain began to empty.

When there is still a chip in the back of his head, Lang Zhan is equivalent to the walking dead, even if he has feelings and ideals, he can only be described as a cloud of smoke. Because maybe the next moment, he will become a flesh puppet, and he doesn't even know how to dodge bullets. When the chip was first taken out, he not only had to passively pay for his previous behavior, but also beware of calculations from all sides, at that time, his idea was very simple, that is, to ensure the safety of Wei Chiyang, and then find Emerson for revenge.

For becoming a genetically modified person, becoming a person who is not like a human or a ghost, from beginning to end, Lang Zhan is very resistant and even disgusted. However, for the sake of Natalia, for the sake of Queanna, and perhaps because he was obsessed with Yu Chiyang, he worked hard to live and did not dare to give up lightly.

The establishment of the wolf's tooth has an element of chance, and it is also inevitable. As a "wolf child of Huaguo", Lang Zhan obviously has a special affection for wolves. Even, his personality, his behavior habits, and thinking habits, there is no lack of wolf shadows. Tenacity, independence, responsibility, domineering, these qualities that were deeply implanted in his bone marrow were not lost because of the memory implantation surgery.

The former wolf village, the later Yenching University career, his childhood partner, and the relative who grew up with him, the problem of the burning man, was like a little spark, which suddenly ignited Lang Zhan's memory corridor. After a few minutes, his gaze refocused—"Sit down," he said to the Burning Man, first sitting down on a piece of sand, then picking up the coffee pot and cup on the side, pouring a cup of coffee that had already cooled and handing it to the Burning Man.

The Burning Man sat down on the sand across from him and took the coffee, but it was not brought to his lips.

"Mercenaries are actually a dirty business," Lang Zhan said to the Fire Man as he poured himself a cup of coffee and took a big sip.

The burning man looked at him and didn't squeak.

"When I was in Crimea, you trusted me, and in order to be worthy of your trust, I created the wolf's fang. Actually, I'm very suitable for the mercenary industry, starting when I killed the first person on Angel Island," Lang Zhan said, looking down at his outstretched hands.

"After the first killing, I thought I would have adverse reactions, such as fear and nightmares, but in fact, that night, I trained as usual, slept as usual, and did not feel any uneasiness in my heart. My adoptive father once said that my heart was very hard, a real heart of stone, I was young at that time, and I didn't understand this very well, and now, I have to admit, he was right. I didn't think it was bad, because I had a clear conscience—"

"When I was young, maybe I watched too much martial arts - you don't understand martial arts? Oh, this is a type of Huaguo - people, Iron Man, do you always know? This kind of depiction is this kind of hero in ancient China. They eat a lot of meat, drink a lot of wine, punish the evil and eliminate the evil, and are happy to take revenge - it seems to be far away, my dream when I was a child was to be able to carry a sword to the rivers and lakes, specifically punish the bad guys, and become a hero who is famous. ”

"As I grew up, I realized that it turned out that no matter whether it was justified or not, whether it represented justice or not, killing people was a crime. And the rivers and lakes inside are not true at all in the real world. Nothing to do with the future of wolf fangs? Okay, okay, I'm going to talk away again - Burning Man, I once told Hawkeye that as a member of the Wolf Fang, as long as they don't betray me, I will treat them as my brother and will be responsible for them to the end. Wolf teeth, sooner or later, they will go out independently, right? The liger is a bit different from the mercenary I imagined. I know that it is very naïve to simply distinguish between good people and bad people, but I believe that we wolf teeth people are good people first. And what we are engaged in is also a legitimate industry. We have become ~ people, we need to work to support our family, we still have relatives to support us, for ourselves, for our families, we can only work hard. Are you satisfied with this answer? ”

Nineteen-year-old Lang Zhan, since he set foot on Angel Island, everything he has encountered is actually far beyond the weight he can bear at this age. Fortunately, when he was in the wolf village, he was raised by his adoptive father and master Lang Yidao in a free-range way. Accustomed to facing all kinds of things alone since he was a child, coupled with the massive knowledge provided by Nina for reference, nineteen-year-old Lang Zhan has actually grown into a real man.

Lang Zhan didn't realize it, and he didn't realize that Lang Zhan's tirade with the above very chaotic logic was actually a kind of catharsis and a summary for Lang Zhan.