Shakira glanced at Cao Feng, it was unbelievable, he said a sentence that made Cao Feng and Yang Jiangong beside him feel shocked, in fact, even Shakira herself didn't expect that the other party could understand his pure Chinese complaining. "Hmph, conceited man. No matter what you are thinking, the final outcome and who will kill the deer is still unknown. ”

Uh――――

This kid actually spoke Chinese.

Yang Jiangong was sure he had heard correctly.

After his eyes were confirmed, Cao Feng was not only a little dumbfounded, but also very sure that he had heard correctly.

"It's a local language in my hometown. I'm sorry. ”

Just when Shakira used the language of this world, he probably never imagined that such a dramatic scene would take place.

"Boy, where the hell are you from?" Cao Feng replied in Chinese.

Shakira's mouth opened for a moment, and her eyes widened.

In that world, Shakira's original name was Wu Song.

As for the way he came into this world, to be precise, he is a traverser, not a reincarnation.

23 August 2002.

Wu Song's office is on the basement floor, with no windows, and although you can smell the air desiccant, it still feels a little damp and stuffy.

There is no sunlight, the environment here is cold and dark all year round, and he faces the computer all day long, so Wu Song has the habit of doing massage regularly, and often asks people to press the cervical spine.

The aunt who gave him massage today said, "Your skin is too pale, and there are many nodules on your body, which is not easy to rub. Wu Song thought about it, and there was no other reason than to stay underground for a long time. There is also my own physical condition, and no matter how much exercise I do, it will not help. The aunt who does massage also said, "The environment that is not sunny is indeed not good for people, and you need to change the environment." ”

Hearing this, Wu Song could only smile helplessly in his heart, "If you can enjoy the sun for a day." I'm willing to give everything I have in exchange. ”

Because of a mysterious family genetic disease, Wu Song is very sensitive to ultraviolet rays, and within ten minutes of being exposed to direct sunlight, his skin will appear large areas of erythema, burning, and rapid ulceration......

"A dark, damp environment can make people rot, but it can make people think quietly in dark, dull, forgotten corners. Get a touch of peace. ”

The corners of Wu Song's mouth turned up, and he comforted himself with such words. In fact, as far as he knew, the medical community has not yet been able to identify and treat this mysterious familial genetic disease. It is only known that people with this disease will go through an extremely long and painful process of death as they grow older. The disease will gradually "eat" away at all the memory, cognition, and language abilities of the patient, and eventually cause the patient to go crazy and die.

For hundreds of years, the Witch family controlled an ancient underground organization. Possessing great wealth, so each generation of the tour family. I can always find a way to delay my life until I am fifty years old through some drugs. But even so, he still couldn't escape that tragic ending, became a madman, and was finally locked up......

Sent away the aunt who did massage. Wu Song stood up, walked over to the table and chair where the ashtray was placed, sat down, opened the drawer, and took out a cigar from the delicate wooden box. Gently struck a match with one hand.

"There are some illusions, and what outsiders see is always the surface. On the outside, he looks like a very rich person, but in fact, he is even poorer than an ordinary person. Even having the most basic health seems like such a luxury. ”

Some superficial company affairs do not need to be done by Wu Song at all. In his spare time, Wu Song is always alone in a daze, no one knows what he is thinking, only the vision is focused, and a pure Cuban cigar is indispensable.

In the building where a game company is located, Wu Song's living and working seem to be on the basement floor. In fact, what he really controls is the nine layers of the world below.

After a day of daze, there is also dry sitting.

At about six o'clock in the evening, Wu Song came back to his senses and snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand. Looking down at the time, he went to the bathroom, stood in a certain position, straightened his collar, tied up his long hair, and looked ahead.

"Usually at night, the human mind tends to start to become sensitive and vulnerable. But not everyone is like this, for those who are accustomed to the darkness, they love the mystery of the night, and as long as they light a fire in their hearts, then they will no longer be afraid of the darkness related to the coming! ”

The expression on Wu Song's face, from now on, became a little indifferent. Within two seconds of his fingers swiping down his collar, a cold freezing point burst out from his pupils, and then quickly spread in all directions, and almost at the same time, the electronic sound of 'complete retinal scanning' came from You Feng's ears.

The mirror in front of him quickly parted to the sides, revealing the mezzanine inside, a mysterious elevator with a transparent appearance.

And from the calm and calm expression on Wu Song's face, it can be seen that he seems to have long been accustomed to all this.

Lifting his legs and walking into the elevator, from the fine holes around him, a rich, pungent aroma erupted, so that Wu Song's entire body was surrounded by the fragrance that suddenly poured in. He narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, quietly feeling the beauty of the moment. Savoring the unique aroma is like tasting wine, and it is a complete pleasure.

"The world's finest scent is invigorating and intoxicating, and even though it's expensive, it's not something that money can provide."

It's just that he is about to leave this unique taste, and there is a familiar environment, no matter how strong a person is, he will inevitably have a trace of sadness in his heart.

Before the two elevator doors closed, Wu Song scanned the entire underground floor where he had lived for twenty years through his biological retina with a hint of nostalgia, and then let out a long sigh.

"There is a lot of undeniable beauty and wonder in this world. It's a pity that those don't belong to me, only the endless dampness and darkness, and the cruelty and gore that ordinary people can't imagine. I, Wu Song, am not only a 'ghost' who can't see the sun, but also the leader of a group of bloodthirsty 'ghosts'. and a cold and brutal 'Yama'............ At least, in the eyes of many. ”

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Ding――――

The elevator reached the second basement floor, but it did not stop. Through the transparent titanium steel glass, there is a vast and bright underground space in front of you. "Congratulations to Yama!" At this time, a respectful voice suddenly sounded, and in front of him were seventy-two black-clothed men lined up in a neat formation, all of them holding an ancient and primitive weapon-sword.

This strange-looking sword. It is the oldest bronze sword in the shape of a lute.

It has a sharp tip, bladed flat copper plates on both sides, no lattice or head, and a short body. The tip of the sword in each person's hand is downward, and the handle of both hands is held in front of the chest, offering the most noble farewell ceremony for the current head of the family. At this time, Wu Song's outstretched arm was naturally behind him, and his eyes also changed naturally. At this time, he is no longer the simple young man who lives in the basement of the company.

Wu Song, who is revered as Yama, has phoenix-tailed eyes, and he can't find any temperature at all. His gaze fell on the seventy-two black-clothed men, and in this short period of a few seconds, he saw the corners of Wu Song's mouth becoming more and more cold, cutting a cold arc like a blade.

As Wu Song believes, "If there is day in this world, there will be darkness." Where there is justice, there will be evil, no matter what it is. All have their opposites. And the true meaning of life is so imperfect. Humanity rejects evil as nature hates vacuums. The dark law of the jungle, because of the greed and hypocrisy of human nature, will never disappear! ”

A black-and-red swirl pattern appeared in Wu Song's eyes, exuding an aura of hell and killing. Holding the authority of the dark world in his hand, Wu Song at this time was in his arrogant eyebrows. The corners of his eyes have a cold tone that repels people, and there is a cold light as a dagger, black as a deep pool. It is full of the kind of numbness and cruelty that treats all beings as ants......

In the eyes of the seventy-two bulls and horses, no one expected that the dragon usually saw the head but not the tail. In just three years, he led the Hell Organization and created various glorious myths of the contemporary Yama. Although he is so young, he can perfectly overlap with the majestic figure in everyone's minds. And it is such a young and excellent contemporary Yama who has decided to give up everything, even his life, today......

Ding――――

The elevator reached the third basement floor, and there was still no sign of stopping.

"Congratulations to Yama!" All the elite members who returned here today to participate in the final farewell ceremony, except for the same black clothes and swords, each of them had a black and white mask of impermanence on their faces. Thirty-six 'black and white impermanence', as the top professional killers in Asia, their identities are strictly confidential.

Except for Wu Song and a very few core leaders, who have detailed information about each of them, even the members of the 'Black and White Impermanence' do not know each other. Like the Seventy-Two Bull Heads and Horse Noodles, many black and white impermanences were not only recalled to headquarters for the first time. It is the first time to see the true face of Lushan in the 'contemporary Hell Yama'.

Ding――――

Under the silent gaze of thirty-six black and white impermanence, the elevator still did not stop, and soon swept through the third basement floor to the fourth floor of the underground building.

On the fourth floor, many foreigners with high noses and white skin come here today to see them off. Among them, there are men and women, and on this important day, these people are qualified to stand here, which means that they are all leaders from all over the world, various fields and underground organizations, and they can be regarded as the No. 1 allies or friends of the You family.

“IwishIwishyouahappyvoyage。” (Have a nice trip)

Facing these people, Wu Song stood behind the transparent elevator door, the corners of his mouth slightly outlined a trace of arc, and nodded slightly. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that although these people were thousands of miles away, coming here could be said to have given the Wu family enough face. But after a while, a considerable number of these people will probably have to leave their bodies behind today.

His eyelids blinked casually twice, and Wu Song conveyed a cold command to the tissue through the chip of the retina. "For the sake of the next generation of Yamas, before I 'leave', some unstable allies, as well as untrustworthy friends, including their organizations and families, must be immediately bloodily eliminated."

…… Ding――――

From the fifth underground level onwards, it is the core part of the 'Hell' organization. For a long time, below the fifth layer, it has been unknown to outsiders.

"Start a retinal scan...... Start Palmprint Scanning...... "From here on, it is not a place that anyone can enter casually, even Wu Song, who has to go through a cumbersome scanning process.......

"Yama is coming!" The voice of the machine came. He has no pain, six eyes, and is as swift as the wind. Half flesh and half mechanical creatures, everything here seems extremely eerie and discordant.

Starting from the fifth floor, each of the following floors is patrolled by such cyborg warriors. As for the combat effectiveness of these biochemical warriors, experiments have proved that a team of biological warriors can easily suppress the invasion of a special forces. Not to mention, the self-destruction device located on the ninth basement floor in the entire building is as powerful as a small nuclear bomb. Its deterrence and safety can be described as full insurance.

Wu Song stood in the elevator and quickly descended from the fifth floor to the eighth floor, and the muscles on his face became stiff again because he felt uncomfortable in his body. In just a few minutes, in Wu Song's eyes, there was a large amount of scientific research equipment and technical personnel, and these resources included the two top fields mastered by the 'Hell' organization.

Virtual battlefield combat, as well as bionanotechnology. These two areas are by far the core components of the 'Hell' organization. Wu Song dared to say confidently, "In these two fields, I'm afraid that no organization or country can catch up with half of the 'hell' organization." ”

Of course, Wu Song dared to say such a thing, which is also the main reason why the 'Hell' organization can still not fall behind and even deter the West in this high-tech era. Virtual battlefield fighting can allow an ordinary person to be proficient in firearms, cold weapons, driving and other skills in half a year, and cultivate him into a top elite killer.

It's not hard to imagine that once you have such a training base and a large number of reserve killers, in the eyes of others, this is the real horror of 'hell'.

As for bio-nanotechnology, it was originally a study in the field of medicine, and today, as a more core secret of the Wu family, it affects Yama's dominance over the entire organization, and this technology, as a matter of course, is out of the 'hell' and only serves the head of the Wu family. (To be continued......)