The sound of rain, hazy ......

……

……

A few years ago.

The Sword of the Black Mandala – Distributed in Western Asia.

"It's really annoying, it's a simulated assassination training again, I've passed five hundred and thirty-six times in a row, and I've been training for this." The wild cat was lying on the dining table and complained, only twelve years old, she looked a little mature, not like a child of this age.

In addition to possessing a strong talent for combat, Wildcat is also an out-and-out linguistic genius, having mastered five languages by the time he was caught with the Black Sword.

"This is to ensure that there will be no mistakes every time, after all, didn't Uncle Yan say that if you make a mistake, you will die if you make a mistake." The puppet said in a still childish voice, still holding the little bear in his hand, just like a simple elementary school student.

The puppet's combat ability is slightly weaker, but in terms of computers, it is definitely a genius that is rare in a century, and it is sometimes a little naïve for children.

"Brother Yu hasn't complained more than a thousand times." The teacup said with some adoration.

Teacup is extremely flexible in thinking, good at solo combat, and admires Yu very much, especially Yu is still the same Chinese as him, and Yu's real age is still the oldest among them.

"And he has completed three solo missions, but unfortunately in the name of Black Sword, not his own code name." The book (in Russian) reads at the materials on the portable light-screen computer and echoes their conversation.

The book is relatively indifferent and calm, and the ability to analyze rationally and deal with various things is the strongest among them.

"Hmph, Yujun is the strongest." (Japanese) Wildcat said in a deliberately more secondary Japanese tone.

"Then I'm a little weak, I almost messed up the assassination mission assigned to me last time, but fortunately I reserved a blasting device." (Hindi) Zhu Ye touched the back of his head and said with some shame.

Bamboo leaf is not good at assassination, but his frontal combat ability is very strong, all kinds of mechas, spaceships, battleships, etc., as long as they can be controlled by a single person, are extremely skillful, super manipulation combat ability and talent. He was also the only one of the seven of them who could fail a mock assassination, but only once, but it was enough to be regarded as their ridicule.

"You're not good at assassination, next time let Uncle Yan give you an assassination mission for the army, you should be able to manipulate a large number of mechanical devices, you should be much easier to handle. (French)" Rose chuckled.

Rose, who is almost as versatile as Feather, is just a little weaker in frontal combat.

"Let's continue with the assassination last time, it's good to be more familiar with it, and next time I'll ask Uncle Yan for our cooperation." Yu smiled lightly.

At this time, he still laughs a lot.

"As for the previous solo mission, I asked Uncle Yan to use the name of the black sword, and I don't plan to use my code name to take the task now, so I'll leave this for later." Yu continued.

"In the future...... Not bad. Rose thought for a moment and smiled.

……

their plans.

……

"It's almost ready to act, and in two months we'll be able to graduate from here and become the official killer of Black Sword." Books turn off the light brain.

"You're really not afraid of being heard by watchdogs." Bamboo leaves were a little speechless.

"What are you afraid of, anyway, the listening system has long been eaten by the puppet sauce, right, cute puppet sauce." After the wild cat finished speaking, he hugged the puppet and rubbed it on her comfortably.

"Sister Meow...... Don't do this~" The puppet looked at the others for help.

But they all laughed and watched the play, and the puppets could only be pitifully ravaged in the arms of the demons of the wild cats.

"Okay, let's go out quickly after eating, although Uncle Yan will no longer monitor us now, and the listening system around us has been removed by the little puppet, but try not to let Uncle Yan suspect it."

Yu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"Uh-huh! Huh? Where's my chicken breast? Yujun hates it, did you steal it again? The wildcat pouted angrily.

"No, it's not me, you guessed wrong." Yu indifferently denied the triple.

"I don't believe you, I don't care if you want to compensate me!"

"All I have is green peppers."

"I know I hate eating green peppers, Yujun, you black-bellied villain!"

"Hahaha......"

……

In the dining room, the members of the Sword of Hope, which has not yet been established, are full of laughter and laughter because someone is stealing food......

It's just that they haven't realized that in the future, it will be difficult for such a thing to happen again, and the moment their Sword of Hope is established, they will no longer be the same person, or even ......

No longer complete them.

……

……

A month later.

……

Under the rainstorm.

……

There was a large crater destroyed by a terrifying explosion, where the Sword of the Black Mandala had been blown away, and only the unextinguished fire shone brightly under the gloomy sky.

Almost all the people in West Asia were killed in this sudden and terrible explosion, and except for a few secret rooms with extremely strong defense capabilities, all the facilities were also destroyed in this explosion.

Suddenly!

A bolt of lightning tore the sky apart!

Several streamers of light burst out of the cavities of the ruins, and the continuous fire of laser weapons continued to destroy everything around them, and it was difficult to discern what the situation was like in the fierce firefight. If anyone could see all this, the most they could tell was a few people wearing the most advanced bionic mechanical armor, and a fierce battle broke out!

Seem......

It's seven people besieging one!

"Uncle Yan, don't struggle, the thrusters and communicators of your armor have already been manipulated by us, and it is impossible to escape and call for support or anything." The voice of a wildcat came from a suit of armor.

Yan was surrounded in the center, in a pit at the bottom, and the rest of the people fell on the ruins in various directions, all of them were just the right place to encircle, so that Yan could not escape from any position.

All this knowledge can be said to have been given to them by Yan.

But now......

But it was used to kill him!

Their group, the first joint actual combat was so perfect, it was so gratifying, it was simply the strongest existence cultivated by their Black Mandala Sword! But it's a pity that the result of all this seems to have gone a little wrong.

"How could you have been so well planned! Couldn't it have been since a long time ago!? Yan asked incredulously.

He couldn't imagine that half an hour ago, he was still in the base distributed in Black Sword West Asia, and he was very pleased to talk to the seven of them about the upcoming "graduation" of Black Sword, just like the teacher was as happy as seeing his students succeed.

Next month will be the day when their group of people will officially become full-fledged black sword killers.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Yan, it's true that we planned it a long time ago, and your brainwashing process for us has all failed." Rose.

"Failure? We have used more than a century of brainwashing, a combination of various psychological and physical methods, how can they all fail!? Yan still couldn't accept this reality.

The sword of the black mandala is distributed in West Asia!

The existence of one of the seven major distributions of the Black Sword was just destroyed in the planning of these seven children, and everything was destroyed in front of his eyes! He has always been proud of himself

The group of killer members raised has now become a devil who has worn out the distribution of black swords, wiping out everything here!

Unbelievable!

Absolutely unbelievable!

"Master Yan, I'm sorry, but that's the case, we can only kill you now." Teacups still respect Yan, the teacher who taught them, in their hearts.

"How did you avoid the brainwashing process!? I've even destroyed your memories! Yan still didn't understand.

The current technology does not have the means to transplant memory, at most it can only cause amnesia, so that brainwashing will be much more convenient. But don't dare to destroy it too thoroughly, otherwise it will affect the brain, after all, they are too young when they are caught. It is precisely because of their young age that in fact, many children do not use amnesia at all, they can be easily brainwashed directly, anyway, they don't have deep memories when they are young, and they are easy to distort.

"It's true that our memories have all been damaged to a certain extent, and we have almost forgotten the past, but Uncle Yan, you have neglected one person." Rose said indifferently.

"Ignore!?" Yan suddenly woke up!

Look at Yu, who he has always trusted the most!

"It's you!? Of them, the only one I didn't destroy the memory of you changed them!? Yan asked in shock.

Yu, when all the children were sent, showed an extremely ruthless side, and was even able to kill an important instructor in front of Yan. This kind of child who is born to be a killer, Yan hasn't even done much brainwashing work for him, because he already sees Yu as a killer!

Of all the killers he has cultivated, the most proud!

"Brother Yu helped us recover our memories, and we also know that it was the black sword that killed our family, even if we don't care about it now, but because of Brother Yu's existence, we can maintain ourselves in your continuous brainwashing." The puppet said timidly.

"I've never accepted the idea of allegiance to the Black Sword." Bamboo leaves move the armor joints.

"Nor will I accept it." The book answered indifferently.

Yan spun around among them, and even if he couldn't see his expression at the moment, he could see the feeling of reluctance to accept the truth from his somewhat overwhelmed movements now.

He was in the middle of the seven, below everyone, and he looked so pathetic......

He, Yan.

The Sword of the Black Mandala is the supreme commander of the distribution of West Asia.

The seven genius killers he had cultivated with all his heart and soul had completely rebelled against him and the entire organization today, and had already destroyed the West Asian distribution, and at the same time, they wanted to besiege him here!

……

"Whew, Wow, Wow......"

The torrential rain continued to pour down, and Yan slowly stopped all his movements, and stood in place with a sigh, in the midst of the torrential rain in this dim weather.

Roses, wild cats, puppets, bamboo leaves, books, teacups, feather ......

Seven men surrounded him in the midst of it.

Among them, Yu seems to be saying something......

Inaudible......

Only the sound of rain......

……

"Whew, Wow, Wow......"

……

"Huh?"

The slightest coolness and the sound of rain woke Lan Feng up, and he was lying on the recliner under the parasol, and he was so bored that he fell asleep while fishing.

"It turned out that it was really raining, and it was a dream of memories again...... Lan Feng still seemed to be in a state of confusion that he had not yet fully awakened.

"The fishing skills are so poor, I was so bored that I fell asleep, I didn't expect that the sunny days would turn into thunderstorms, this game is really elusive."

"But ......"

"What did I say when I was besieging and killing Uncle Yan? I don't remember exactly......"

Lan Feng was in a state of somewhat confused memories, looking at the rain-poured lake in front of him, stunned......

https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:. Mobile version reading URL: m.