Yang Feng's story was finished, but whether it was telling it or the other two people listening, their expressions looked a little depressed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mandala had already drunk the wine in the glass, she put her hands together on the tip of her nose, and sighed softly, although she had heard this story a long time ago, but when she heard Yang Feng talk about it again, she still couldn't help but feel sad.

"Fan, the story is over, do you have anything to say?" Yang Feng rubbed his face and broke free from the suppressed memories.

"So you turned your guilt over Yang's death into resentment against the organization." Van replied calmly.

"Ha, what a standard Angel of Death answer." Yang Feng shook his head and smiled.

"So you're with me, and you can't get what you want." Fan's expression remained calm.

"Maybe, it seems like I'm still too emotional. I heard Xiao Man talk about what happened in A-19, you chose to be your own queen at that time, I thought you and I would be the same kind of people, but now it seems that maybe I was wrong. Yang Feng's tone also began to become calm.

"Originally, I just wanted to stop by to see you, but I have to admit that your perception is very interesting to me, so I was moved, a treasure like you should not be handed over to a criminal organization, nor should it be simply used as a killing tool."

"But I have to admit that I still underestimated you, I didn't expect you to use techniques like 'overclocking' in addition to awakening 'omniscience', so I knew that I was not qualified to lead you. But I think you should also know that the organization should not be qualified to control you, you are a free and independent individual, not a pig and sheep in captivity. ”

"Aren't you worried I'm going to leak my secrets?" Van was a little puzzled.

Yang Feng smiled after hearing this, "If I would be worried about this, then I wouldn't have appeared in front of you, you are a smart person, I think you understand what I mean." ”

"There is no logical answer at all." Fan said lightly.

"Not everything can be answered logically, it's like choosing your own queen after A-19 meets the lurker instead of choosing someone else."

"So these things aside, I wonder if you should give me an explanation, an explanation as to why I was attacked by a level 5 infiltrator." Fan looked at Yang Feng coldly.

"It was a test, a test to determine if you were qualified to join us, but I have to admit my mistakes, I didn't expect that the level of that lurker would be as high as level five, and even if you failed the test, the Torre team contacted by Mandala in advance would have been able to arrive at the end to ensure your safety."

"The level 5 lurker is an accident, and it is even more of an accident that you can defeat it, so Torre, who was originally in charge of the rescue, can only participate in the task clearance after you are unconscious."

"Then should I be grateful to you for giving me this privilege to participate in your test?" Sanskrit replied sarcastically.

"I know you won't forgive us easily, and I didn't expect you to choose to join us. But anyway, we at least met, and that's the beginning, and no matter where it ultimately leads, it's always a beginning. Yang Feng explained.

"I'd rather end it at the same time as we started." Van got up and walked to the door.

"Think of those who died at your hands, and you won't bear it in peace." Yang Feng said.

"No one has ever been able to live in peace, no matter what he does, you can't, I can't, no one can't." Van pushed open the door and walked out.

The atmosphere in the room returned to oppressiveness again, and after a long silence, the mandala finally spoke first.

"You shouldn't come out, I said he wouldn't accept us easily."

"You're right, this guy is not something we can control, he has more potential than I could have imagined, but it is precisely because of this that I want to tell him my story."

"Why?" Mandala was a little confused.

"We can't control him, and the Angel of Death won't be able to completely control him, and people like him won't be willing to let everything they have be under the control of the organization."

So the story was a seed, whether he understood it or not, but the story had successfully taken root in his heart. Someday he will be faced with a choice similar to mine at the time, and by that time, this is when the seed will do its job, and no matter what choice he makes, the story will already affect him. ”

"Maybe then he'll be another me." The corners of Yang Feng's mouth curved an arc.

"Aren't you worried that he'll leak secrets?" Mandala frowned.

"He won't, because he's a smart man, and what does he get by exposing us? Is it valued by the organization? No, the organization will be suspicious of him, why he is favored by us, and why he has survived to get out of the country after rejecting us. Yang Feng said lightly.

"You're such an old fox." Mandala pursed his lips, "That means that whether he agrees with it today or not, he has already subtly accepted our influence?" ”

"No, the young man named Jeff was right, don't try to understand him, he hides his true self so deep that he thinks that's his true heart, so I'm curious about what happens when this layer of ice shatters completely." Yang Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Hopefully, by that time, we won't be enemies." Yang Feng murmured softly.

"You seem to know him well." Mandala snorted.

Yang Feng chuckled, "He is very similar to me before, but I was not as powerful as him at that time." ”

"I advise you to leave here early, because it will hurt me when you get there." The mandala snorted softly.

"I will, but before I leave, I'm going to meet that guy Fagan, this fool who thinks he's clever almost ruined our plans, that GEF-7 was originally intended to be left for you, but this guy used it on Van without permission."

"Fagan is nothing but a duplicitous person, and I advise you not to contact him as much as possible."

"He still has his use, I have my own opinions." Yang Feng shook his head.

Mandala poured herself another glass of wine, then raised her glass and drank, in this short period of time, Yang Feng, who was originally sitting beside her, had disappeared without a trace, and no one knew how he disappeared, as if no one knew how he appeared.

"Old fox, I hope you won't set yourself on fire." Mandala took a sip of whiskey and narrowed his eyes.

……

Fan Man walked aimlessly in the streets of the Angel of Death, and until now he is still digesting the story told by Yang Feng. As for how much of this story is true and how false it is, Fan's words are almost unassailable, but it is precisely in this way that Fan's vigilance will be more vigilant.

"Council of Twelve." Van muttered softly, then shook his head, clearing his mind of the confusion.

Maybe Yang Feng is right, the organization does use the transformation of people, but the transformation of people has also obtained corresponding benefits in the process, this is a mutually beneficial and symbiotic relationship, if you simply use captive pigs and sheep to describe this relationship, he can't accept it.

And in Fan's opinion, some of Yang Feng's words can certainly resonate with him, but he can also see very clearly that Yang Feng's so-called grand goal of seeking benefits for the transformation of people is just an excuse to hide his heart's eagerness for revenge.

In his eyes, whether it is the organization or Yang Feng, there is actually no essential difference between the two in this regard.

Moreover, Fan did not intend to inform anyone of Yang Feng's news, since Yang Feng was able to sneak here, it showed that there was definitely an internal response within the organization. With his current identity, no one will believe it even if he says it, but he may set himself on fire, and things like this level are not something that he can control as a small low-level reformer, and the organization will naturally solve it, so letting it develop is the best choice.

"Boss!" At that moment, a sudden cry came from Van 's ears.

Only then did Fan realize that he had reached the door of the house at some point.

"Art?" Van looked at Art who was leaning in front of his house with some puzzlement.

"Boss, I can't ask for this." Art shook the box in his hand.

Van suddenly smiled softly, then patted Art on the shoulder.

"You deserve it, and I don't need it anymore."

"How so? This is a genetic enhancement solution! Art was puzzled.

Van shrugged slightly, "This thing is really useless to me. ”

"...... say?" Art suddenly thought of a possibility.

"The number of my ability cells has broken through the threshold of the three wings." Van replied calmly.

After hearing this, Art smiled helplessly, "It seems that I am going to be pulled farther and farther away." ”

"Then try to catch up with me." Van smiled faintly.

"Chief... Can I ask you a question? Art suddenly shrunk his neck.

"Ask."

"Has something happened to you lately?"

"Huh?"

"I've seen you smile a few times."

Van shrugged, "You'll see more later." ”

In fact, it's not that Fan can't laugh, it's just that he deliberately closed himself in the past, and his smile was considered a sign of weakness, but this is obviously not the case, and he deliberately used coldness to hide his true emotions, which is a manifestation of weakness.

"Hurry up and inject the booster, I hope that the next time you go on a mission, you will already be a three-winged angel of death."

"Boss......" Art had something to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"Don't think too much, you'll take what you're given."

"Don't worry, boss, I won't be dragged too far by you!" Art nodded earnestly.

Looking at Art's fading back, there was no emotion in Fan's calm expression.

If someone asks him why he gave Art a GEF-1, he doesn't know it himself. Maybe it's the guilt of killing 'Art' when A-19 fights the Alien, or maybe it's the relief that he finds out later that it's not the real Art. Van wasn't going to dwell on what led him to do it, he just wanted to do it, so he did it.

This was the beginning of his attempt to change.

As for what exactly is the "Art" who died under his own gun, maybe it's a zerg, maybe it's not, but who cares?