In the operating room, Xia Fei was lying flat on the bed under general anesthesia, and the neurologist Qin Fang was skillfully operating with a laser scalpel.

In the highly technologically advanced pan-human alliance, machines have largely replaced human labor, especially in this complex brain surgery, the flexible robotic arm is far more precise than the manual operation of humans, and the main responsibility of the doctor has changed from performing the operation to the equipment operator.

It stands to reason that machinery has the potential to completely replace doctors, but the machinery lacks the important link of intelligent systems, due to the fear of human beings for high-IQ robots, all mechanical assistants are in a semi-automatic state, they can only implement the surgical process according to human requirements, but can not subjectively judge the physiological state of the operated person, so it is good to need doctors to monitor on the side.

It is said that the surgery during the ancient civilization was completely handed over to the robots, they have been loyal to the human service for tens of thousands of years, just when people have become accustomed to the robot as a relative in their own life to treat the general, these machines suddenly betrayed, the epic prosperity of the ancient human civilization also disappeared.

A robot born at the hands of a human is like a human son, and it is simply an unimaginable tragedy for a son to kill his father, perhaps the Human Alliance is so disgusted with robots precisely because he loved it too deeply back then.

Xia Fei lost consciousness and allowed Qin Fang to open its skull, this situation was extremely dangerous for a warrior, a true warrior would not lose control of his surroundings at any time and put his life in the hands of others.

Of course, Xia Fei was very aware of this, and he laid a spiritual silk thread around him that was completely imperceptible to the naked eye as his remaining consciousness, assuming that the crisis came, this spiritual silk thread could notify Xia Fei as soon as possible, and forcibly awaken the brain from the anesthetic state.

For ordinary people, this kind of subtle control of the mind is simply as difficult as the sky, but in the eyes of a high-level ability warrior like Xia Fei, who has been professionally trained and the seventh brain domain is fully opened, there is no difficulty.

Besides, the ghost is also wandering around, although this immortal soul is not sensitive to changes in the environment, but it can observe the fluctuations of energy and mental power in detail, and the two perceptions are combined to complement each other.

Xia Fei would do the same thing while he was sleeping, and he never made any mistakes, but this time he underestimated the dangers around him.

No form, no smell, no energy fluctuations.

In the dark, a form that Xia Fei didn't understand at all was slowly approaching.

Xia Fei's skull opened, and the nervous system entered deep anesthesia, he was like a warrior without weapons, it is not difficult to imagine that if he was attacked by someone at this time, he would only be beaten passively.

Silently, a delicate butterfly knife opened, and a few knife flowers were deftly pulled out in the air, the knife was not big, but it revealed a thrilling killing atmosphere.

Ghost Shadow, Xia Fei, Qin Fang, no one noticed that death was approaching, because no one would have thought that he would sneak in in such an unbelievable form.

His body had long since turned into a tiny molecule, mixed with the air, and even the knife in his hand was only a tiny speck of dust.

He looked fragile, as if a gust of wind would blow him out for 108,000 miles.

But he is very dangerous, and even the incarnation of dust cannot stop the unique coldness of his body.

The crisis that no one can perceive is the biggest crisis, Xia Fei doesn't remember who said this, but now he is surrounded by such a crisis, getting closer and closer

Dust, a special ability that turns the body into dust.

Xia Fei once read an article about the repair of Muzhuo Monastery in Tibet, people found a corpse in the wall, this corpse came from a great lama who practiced Tibetan Buddhist Tantra, and the strange thing is that his body was scattered, and every cell of his body was tightly integrated with the wall, and it was completely impossible to distinguish which were stones and which lamas.

There is only one guess among scientists, this lama has mastered the secret technique of turning the body into tiny molecules, and he was about to pass through this thick stone wall, but unfortunately for some reason he suddenly lost control of his body, and the whole person remained in the stone forever.

At that time, Xia Fei was young, and he didn't believe that such an unbelievable event would be real, who would have thought that how many years had passed, and now Xia Fei had really encountered a killer with a mote ability, and Xia Fei himself was in the process of surgery, and he had completely lost his ability to resist

The butterfly knife continued to flutter in his hand, and the killer came like the wind, and there was no trace of it.

With just one thought, the knife in his hand will transform into an entity, and it will fall deep into Xia Fei's most lethal vital parts, which is also the terrifying part of the dust ability, which seems to be nothing, can decompose the objects around him at any time, and can also restore them to their original appearance at any time.

Inadvertently, the killer noticed that there was something strange in Xia Fei's head, there was a not-so-obvious trace on his cerebellar brain stem, if you look closely with a magnifying glass, you will find that it is a star, a black star, and two star rings surround it.

"Huh?" There was an exclamation of surprise from the killer's mouth, and of course, no one could hear his voice.

Shaking his head helplessly, a chuckle tugging at the corner of the killer's mouth.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." The killer said to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the killer exited the room like a gust of breeze, leaving no trace, and Xia Fei on the operating table did not realize until this time that he had just walked outside Rashomon.

……

In the blink of an eye, the killer turned into a breeze and flew out of the wall, drifting into the distance like the wind and sand in the desert.

In the dark narrow alleys, a few lazy stray cats lie in the garbage cans looking for food, but unfortunately in this slum area, even humans themselves are difficult to fill their stomachs, and the food discarded is even more limited, so most of these cats are skinny and have dull hair.

The killer looked around with his eyes, and when he saw that there was no one around, he revealed his true colors.

Like a scene from a science fiction movie, the air is rapidly solidifying, piling up a transparent person, and soon, the colors begin to become vivid, and a young man in his twenties appears in the alley without warning.

Whistling in his mouth and playing with the delicate butterfly knife in his hand, the young man shook off his steps and walked casually towards the intersection.

His steps were light, without the slightest sound, and he had a flirtatious smile on his face.

I have to say that this young man is very delicate, obviously a man but has a look that makes most women jealous, and when he laughs, there are shallow dimples on his cheeks, assuming that he is dressed in a girl's outfit will be able to charm thousands of people of the same sex.

At the intersection, there is a middle-aged man in a neat suit, and the pure wool suit on his body is very valuable, but it seems a little unusual to appear in such a humble slum, you must know that the people who live here may not be able to buy the sleeves of this suit even if they work hard all their lives.

He wore a dark round hat, the brim was pressed low to cover half of his face, and his body leaned lazily in the corner, and few places in the slums were clean, but this one didn't care if his expensive suit was dirty, as if all he cared about was whether it was comfortable to stand on, and nothing else was considered.

The young man in a mess and the middle-aged man in an expensive suit passed by, and neither of them looked at each other, just like all the passers-by on the street with wooden expressions.

Sou~

Suddenly, the butterfly knife in the young man's hand moved

Like a flash of electricity shot out quickly, the blade grazed the middle-aged man's face and sank into the wall, the sound was very soft, as if cutting on tofu, which showed that the knife as delicate as him was not a toy, but a sharp weapon that killed people without seeing blood

"You're stalking me?" The young man slowly withdrew his knife and chuckled.

"I don't need to stalk you, because stray cats like slums the most." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, even when the blade was less than a millimeter away from his face just now, he didn't have any panic, and now he was even calmer and terrifying.

"Didn't succeed?" The middle-aged man asked.

The young man smiled and asked curiously, "How do you know?" ”

"Because your knife doesn't smell bloody."

The young man pursed his lips, raised his arm slightly, and the butterfly knife quickly slipped into his sleeve and disappeared like magic.

With two hands in his jacket pockets, the young man leaned against the corner like the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man lowered his head while the young man looked at the hot sun overhead.

"I have never left bloodshed in my killings." The young man said lightly.

The middle-aged man said quietly: "Believe me, as long as it is a murderous knife, it will leave its own bloody smell." ”

The young man was overjoyed, "After all these years, you are still as stubborn as before." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I'm the same as in the past, but the stray cat has become Mu Xiaodao." ”

The young man said proudly: "Mu Xiaodao, this name is good, I chose it myself." ”

The middle-aged man sighed, "I still like that stray cat." ”

What's the difference? Stray cats use butterfly two-edged knives, and Mu knives also use butterfly two-edged knives. ”

"Stray cats don't want money as long as they want their lives, but Mu Xiaodao doesn't want to die as long as they want money."

The young man was silent for a while, and then showed a sunny smile, "I always get tired of killing too many people, but I'm more interested in money now, and besides, didn't you also go to that person's side as a watchdog?" So you and I have changed, the little eight dogs have become watchdogs, and the stray cats have become beckoning cats, and neither is much better than the other. ”

"The Li family, I'm going to the Li family for the gold not to change it." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "You'd better remember this name." ”

The young man smiled disapprovingly and said, "I don't like Jin Buchang, but I don't like the Li family." ”

"Whether you like them or not, they are your employer this time, and if you take other people's money, you will eliminate disasters for others."

"I know." The young man flirtatiously whistled at a middle-aged woman passing by on the street, and the woman fled in fright.

"You know you still let Xia Fei go?" The middle-aged man said helplessly, he raised his head and looked at the young man beside him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

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