Xia Chenghao's left hand was lightly resting on his chest, from the slender fingers to the wrist was extremely delicate and round white, exuding a faint and charming luster under the soft street lamp, who would have known that this was a pair of hands that had dissected the human body and killed countless people.

Holding the Coma proton gun that accompanied him all the time, the body of the gun glowed in the dim car, and his right hand was pressed on his left waist, where there was a laser dagger engraved with the word Kappo.

It was these two things, after getting it from the arsenal of the Fire Planet, that they had accompanied him for seventeen years, and they had accompanied him through several degrees of life and death. Sometimes I think that maybe I can lose one of the left and right hands, but I must not lose any of the Comau proton guns and laser daggers.

Xia Chenghao's chin was slightly tilted upward, the projection under the lamp made his nose more and more straight, his dark hair, which was the same as his suit, was arranged very neatly, and the barcode tattoo on the back of his neck was just attached to the pillow, which was a relatively comfortable posture.

The drivers who were also stuck in the road were all anxious, but Xia Chenghao was the opposite, and needed such time to relax and relax.

"Didi-, Didi-, Didi-"

The mobile phone that fell under the passenger seat suddenly rang, this is a special ringtone set by Xia Chenghao, and it can be directly judged that it was Xing Zhengbin who made the call, and after a short hesitation, he struggled to get up from the seat and picked up the mobile phone next to the passenger seat unhurriedly.

In the rearview mirror of the car, you can clearly see the tiredness on your face and the deep eyes covered with bloodshots, and the high tension and the continuous running consume a lot of energy. Since the identity of his night ghost was revealed, he has not adjusted during this time.

In order to try his best to stay awake, he forcibly switched to fast mode for the "reversible resting program", which was supposed to be twenty-two minutes, so that he could not really restart his functions, so he was always tired.

Xing Zhengbin is the only contact person in Zion Country, and it can also be said that Xia Chenghao is the only person he can trust on the planet Gris, in the early years, this person was a black and white excellent intelligence dealer and launderer broker, and now he is old, and he has broken off cooperation with Red Moon and Zion Secret Service.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an old friend of Xia Chenghao's adoptive father before his death, he would never stand up and wade into this troubled water again.

Pressing the answer button, the old man's hologram appeared in front of him, Xia Chenghao said hello lazily, "Hi-"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the opposite side, and the old man said: "You have been targeted, this time there are six top masters who have been summoned from abroad to enter the country, it seems that Red Moon will never stop until you get rid of you." Your life is your own, watch and do. ”

Seeing the fatigue on Xia Lin's face, he said again: "I have already sent the information to you." ”

Xu is Xia Chenghao's reaction was a little slow, and before he could speak again, the hologram had disappeared, of course, this was for safety reasons, and it was easy to be tracked and located by the red moon after a long call.

"Dead old man!" Your life is your own, look at it', it is the same sentence as what Ma Dong'er said when he sent me out of Mary's Orphanage. Xia Chenghao shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, more of a self-deprecation of his past experience.

is also the exhortation at the time of farewell, does it mean that this time is the same as back then, and we have to face a new unknown fate? He has always looked like electricity, but at this time, he suddenly showed endless confusion.

Shaking his head with all his might, he casually returned the driver's seat to a normal angle, and looked through the window at the brightly lit city nearby, his fingers beginning to beat rhythmically on his calves.

"Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, isn't it just a play? Xia Chenghao, Xia Chenghao, what are you doing? ”

It's just that thinking far ahead doesn't help the current situation, it seems that he will be in this car for at least a few hours tonight, and the traffic jam consumes his time, but it also brings him temporary safety.

Xing Zhengbin is right, there is more than one person who is eyeing Xia Chenghao this time, the six top Red Moon Cleaners, and it can be seen from the information that several people who have been selected to carry out transnational tasks are by no means ordinary people.

A few days ago, I already felt that someone was coming, this is a kind of professional sensitivity, and it is also the special sense of smell that the Kappo biorobot program gives Xia Chenghao. In the eyes of normal people, this is called an ability, but in the time and space where it was born, it is just the basic function of a biological robot with a specific purpose.

The next morning, someone grasped his whereabouts, and soon after coming out of the parking lot, he was tightly bitten by the five men in black behind him, fortunately, this is a relatively prosperous industrial area in the new city of Cana, and the other party should not take action for the time being.

Xia Chenghao quickly flashed into the small food workshop on the side of the road, and the receptionist hurriedly came over to greet him warmly, but he had already pushed away the vacant cart in front of him, hurriedly walked in front of the receptionist, and directly entered the production workshop behind.

"Ugh! Where are you going, sir? The receptionist noticed that something was wrong with the customer, the production workshop is the most secure area of the entire food workshop, and the defective and expired food is repackaged inside and then sold to the outside world.

With the current economic situation of Zion, no matter how concerned the people are about the quality of food, it is only on paper, in fact, similar things are happening in every workshop in every city on the entire planet Grims.

"Wait a minute, you can't go in, that's the workshop!"

The workshop's security personnel had already arrived, brandishing the bluffing mock taser in their hands and shouting.

The owner of the workshop repeatedly emphasized the issue of confidentiality at the monthly meeting, and never allowed outsiders to enter the production area, and he also shook the cruel words, as long as anyone was found to be derelict in their duties, then there would be no tin yuan in salary that month, let alone any bonuses.

"It's over, it's miserable to be known by the boss this month!" The receptionist reluctantly followed the security guard and trotted all the way to the workshop. The white upper teeth bit their little lips tightly, and they were very anxious, hoping that they could stop the reckless man by catching up now.

"What about people?" The security guard rushed into the workshop and asked a few people who were busy inside.

"People? Who? Where? The middle-aged woman was tearing off the date label of the expired bread, and when she saw the security guard suddenly come in, she dropped a clueless sentence, and she was also at a loss.

Two other men were rubbing on the ground, sealing a large amount of expired cakes.

Hearing someone speak, he also raised his head and looked at the security guard curiously, after a short silence, no one paid attention to what the security guard said, but stayed on the receptionist's delicate facial features, and saw her embarrassed two blushes.

"I mean, you didn't see anyone coming in just now?" The security guard looked around, hoping to see a stranger appear somewhere. But everyone was busy and didn't seem to have time to take care of it, so they walked through the dusty assembly line and walked to the raw material storage area at the other end.

Roaring mixing and crushing machinery is working, and men covered in dyes and food ingredients are busy.

Seeing someone coming in at the door, the worker raised his colorful face and looked at it, and laughed stupidly, as if trying to curry favor with the security guard.