Fifty-nine, Bernstein

[I'm here ......]

"Is there a sound coming to my ears, is it the sound of the wind?" This was Zhang Wuxing's first reaction after he became conscious.

What followed was an overwhelming pain, and the body seemed to fall apart.

Zhang Wuxing found himself in the air, the wind was hula hula into his ears, he was constantly falling downward, incarnating as a male protagonist from the sky, and smashing to the ground.

Directly below Zhang Wuxing stands the castle of the Bernstein family.

On the balcony in front of the main castle building, a blonde girl of thirteen or fourteen years old with a large spiral braid like a drill bit was standing in the mountains.

Although she looks like a beautiful girl who shines like a Disney princess, the things in the girl's small chest at the moment are not linked to words such as dreamy and beautiful.

Through threats, persecution, assassination, etc., Gong creates fear, in order to consolidate the position of the Bernstein family, use blood and fire to deter the family's enemies, quiet the clowns who are about to move, and suppress the turmoil caused by her father's unexpected death to the minimum.

Arms dealer, martial artist, two-time KOF mastermind, bronze statue lover, president of a porter, the father of the girl with these titles is none other than the famous Lucar of the European underworld. Bernstein, at this moment, 3 months have passed since his death.

On this day, it was the girl Rose. Bernstein's birthday.

In the past, there would inevitably be a lively birthday party, but at this moment, the girl can only be alone, looking into the distance in the cold. Because of his father's death, his subordinates are busy fighting for power and profit, and the most important brother is desperately practicing the martial arts left by his father in order to support the family.

"What a fool, brother, do all the useless things, you don't understand that my father relied not on strength, but on fear to control others, and this is the weapon that keeps the Bernstein family prosperous."

The girl's brother only inherited her father's appearance and obsession with martial arts, but he did not have Lucar's ambition and means, which is a regret for the girl.

There's no way, since my brother can't do it, I can only do it, whether it's the Bernstein family or my brother, I'll protect it!!

"Heavenly Father, please bless me, bless my brother, bless the Bernstein family......"

Looking at the sky, the 14-year-old girl made a wish on her birthday.

At this moment, in the sky, a figure grew larger and larger.

Inheriting the bloodline of her father Lucar, the girl with excellent dynamic vision immediately noticed the figure that seemed to appear suddenly and fell from the sky.

"Assassins? No, more like a corpse. ”

The next moment, Zhang Wuxing fell in front of the blonde girl with the power of falling from a high altitude and the blood seeping out of his body.

As it hit the ground, the splatters of blood stained the girl's long blond hair and delicate face a blood-red color.

"Father, is this your birthday present to me?" Looking at the man who fell in front of her, Rose elegantly wiped away the blood stains on her face with her white silk gloved hand, and seeing the white gloves stained red with blood, the 14-year-old girl suddenly smiled.

"What a bloody birthday present. I know what to do, Father, and I have accepted your gift. ”

Zhang Wuxing's condition at this moment is very bad, because of the bankruptcy of the flash mode, his thinking ability has completely disappeared, and the floating high-altitude falling big ~ method used back then has of course also failed, not to mention the air dancing technique, his body is tattered, full of devastation, the injury caused by the brigade is almost fatal, and the high-altitude fall at this moment is even worse, causing heavy secondary damage to Zhang Wuxing, he can only rely on the muscles he has exercised to resist the injury, and the result is naturally not optimistic.

If you use a fighting game as a metaphor for Zhang Wuxing's situation at the moment, his blood vessels are probably empty, and the reason why he is still alive at this moment is purely because he hasn't had time to die yet.

[Consciousness...... Start blurring...... People are killed...... It turns out that he will really die......]

Zhang Wuxing's eyes were almost invisible, and the last thing that caught his eye was the large golden color......

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Wuxing, who was wearing a respirator, suddenly woke up.

"Uhh......h

He found himself covered in bandages and plaster cast like a mummy.

"Are you awake?" A woman who appeared to be a nurse came over.

On the chest and collar of Miss Nurse's costume, a red R is depicted.

"What kind of place is this? Did you save me? ”

"This is Bernstein, I am the maid of this castle, you suddenly fell on the balcony of the castle, and it was the owner of the castle, Miss Rose, who saved you."

"Bernstein? It's a little familiar, is it a place I've been to before? Miss, how far is it from Youkexin? ”

"You Kexin?" Although she was wearing a nurse's uniform as a cameo nurse, it was actually the young lady of the Bernstein family's all-purpose maid who thought for a moment and replied, "I can't answer your question, I don't know the location associated with this name." ”

"How is that possible? You Kexin is very famous! ”

"Sorry, I haven't heard of this place." By comparing the names of places around the world in her mind, and then converting them into local dialects for comparison, after finishing the large-scale search, the maid lady said quietly.

"And what about the Sky Arena? Do you know the Sky Arena? ”

Kilometer-high towers? A mecca for martial artists? Miss Maid said that she was by no means alone, because the old man Lucar was a master who was keen on martial arts, and the young master also inherited the master's enthusiasm for fighting, so the maid of the Bernstein family must acquire all kinds of relevant knowledge, and the knowledge about the martial artist is the most important, but in the impression of the maid, there has never been a place called the Sky Arena in this world.

Looking at the categorical maid lady, Zhang Wuxing fell silent.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, Zhang Wuxing, whose body couldn't even move, naturally couldn't confirm the information he got from the maid lady, so he had to be patient and wait for his body to recover before looking for answers.

In order not to make Zhang Wuxing feel bored, the maid turned on the TV in the ward for Zhang Wuxing.

A moment later, the program broadcast on the TV shocked Zhang Wuxing's three views.

There's nothing special about the content of the show, it's just a food show.

But it was this ordinary content that revealed the truth of the world in front of Zhang Wuxing.

"Can you eat British food?! No, why is there a UK?! Is this the earth!! ”

Fortunately, the maid lady had just left the ward, and the amount of information revealed in Zhang Wuxing's words was too much, and if others listened to it, it would be a little troublesome.

"Bernstein, Bernstein...... I'm sure I've heard that name somewhere, ...... Bernstein Castle ...... Could it be Hades City?! ”

Obviously, Zhang Wuxing seems to have made a mistake, but through the broadcast of the TV program, Zhang Wuxing can basically determine where he is, this is definitely the earth.

Subsequently, Zhang Wuxing further confirmed the location and time.

"Is it 1995 and in Germany? Sure enough, it's Hades Castle! That maid just said that the young lady here saved me, could it be Pandora? No, it seems to be called Miss Rose......"

Although he felt that the name Bernstein was very familiar, and he always felt that it was close at hand, as if there was only a piece of paper apart, Zhang Wuxing couldn't remember where he had heard this name for a while.

There is only one thing that can be determined.

The principle is unknown, the mechanism is unknown, but Zhang Wuxing seems to have left the hunter world and returned to the world called Earth......

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Black history, let him go with the wind, let's start again.