The man who came in was tall, not very athletic, but his near-perfect muscular lines showed explosive strength. He has short bright silver hair, and even his eyebrows are eerily silver. His hair was soft and smooth, floating upwards like a silver flame. But there was no wind in the room, and Helen could not see any energy supporting his hair.

In the center of the man's eyebrows, there is a faint silver intricate pattern, and it is easy to ignore the past if you don't look carefully. It seems to be some pattern of energy, not mere decoration.

There is something strange in his toughness, and what is even more memorable is his strength, not just anyone can quietly put down two seventh-order ability powerhouses.

This is already equivalent to the strength of the Dark Dragoon General, but I don't know how old he is. In this era, there are many powerful people who can change their appearance, and the more high-level people are, the greater the range of changes they can make. But Helen saw in him the message that he was very young, and his body looked very young from every angle.

The man's gaze was as hot as two miniature suns, and when it was on Helen, it even made her feel a burning pain. The burning sensation swept through her body from top to bottom and bottom to top, and Helen knew that he had looked herself up and down.

"Rafi. Walki. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Helen. The man introduced himself, stepped forward, and held out his hand to Helen.

Helen stretched out her hand and shook it with Rafi, and found that his hand was strangely cold and wet, like a hand holding a dead body, which was completely different from the fiery fire in his eyes.

As soon as she made contact, Helen withdrew her hand and said, "Mr. Rafite, I didn't expect that there would be a figure like you under the queen's command. Do you want to take me with you, or do you want something else? To put it bluntly, we all have limited time. ”

Rafi touched his chin, stared at Helen closely, and said without hiding the ** in his heart, "I have nothing to do with the Spider Queen or Bebraz, it was Josh who invited me to come. Morgan, he wants me to be in charge of your security during this time. Damn, it's a lot of trouble, and it's going to offend people on both sides. I owe the old guy a favor, but not to that much. So, as an add-on to this deal, you're mine. ”

"Is it possible?" Helen was unmoved by Rafite's words.

Rafi laughed and said, "What's wrong with being my woman?" …… Well, the joke is a bit cold...... Morgan, that old guy just promised me that I could let go and chase you. Damn, why do I feel like I'm losing? ”

Helen still said in a cold mechanical voice, "There is no possibility of taking advantage of him in a deal. But it's too late for you to regret it now, I don't need your protection. As for these two men on earth, count me as owing you a favor. ”

"Really? Do you think this little thing can really protect you? Rafi smiled brightly, and there was no denying that he was unusually handsome in terms of appearance. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the snow curled up behind Helen's feet was immediately enveloped by an invisible force field, and he couldn't help but fly to Rafite's hand.

The snow curled up in a ball, all the sharp teeth, spikes, and claws retracted into its body, and the compound eyes closed tightly. But when Rafite's burning gaze fell on it, its skin instantly changed color, and two scorch marks appeared at the point where the gaze landed, and two streaks of green smoke came out, as if it had been burned by charcoal.

Helen's face changed instantly, and she returned to normal. Just staring at Rafite's gaze, there was a bit of rare sharpness.

"I'm really sorry, I've just regained my freedom, and I'm not very comfortable yet, and I can't control myself." Rafi said, but there was clearly no sincerity.

"If you want us to be happy for the rest of the year, then put my daughter down!" Helen said word for word.

"Daughter!" The expression on Rafi's face instantly became very exciting, he looked at the snow in his hand, which obviously belonged to the alien creature, and then looked at Helen, his mood fluctuated violently, even when he fought bloody battles with his mortal enemy.

"Alright! I apologize. Rafi took a deep breath and handed the snow back to Helen's hands. Then he smiled like Apollo again and said, "No matter what, you are as attractive as ever." ”

As soon as it returned to Helen's hands, Snow immediately stretched out its eight arthropods, climbed into Helen's chest in an instant, and then burrowed into it. The two scorch marks on its body were always there, and even with its strong ability to restore fù, it seemed that Rafite's gaze was not simply burning.

Seeing that Helen didn't answer, Raffi didn't care, smiled and said, "It seems that this place is good." If you don't mind, let's sleep together at night. ”

"Get out!"

From beginning to end, no one paid attention to the two guys lying on the ground. It's as if they've been forgotten by the world. In fact, the two of them had already woken up, but they didn't dare to make any movement at all, even if they pretended to be unconscious. Both of them were brutal people, but now they were so frightened that they could hardly control themselves, and it was like meeting a natural enemy.

Finally, Helen and Rafite's conversation came to an end, and they were about to find an opportunity to break away, when suddenly they felt dizzy in their minds and fainted again.

Just like the first time, they still don't know how it happened.

After walking alone into the small real yàn room with the highest authority, Helen closed the isolation door of the real yàn room and set the highest level of restrictions. But neither the alloy door, which was so thick that it could withstand the direct fire of heavy artillery, nor the heavy electronic codes she set up herself, could not bring her more security. With her back against the door, Helen's body immediately poured out a lot of sweat, and her face looked pale.

Raffi looks like a street thug who doesn't know the height of the sky, but the pressure on Helen is unparalleled. She gasped for a moment before she pulled the snow out of her bosom, and looked earnestly at the two scorch marks on its body that still stood away. Most of the pressure she was suffering from was worrying about the little guy.

Xue kept licking the scars on her body, obviously unable to recover her body by her own efforts. Helen sighed, thought for a moment, and put the little guy in the culture tank and activated the fix. With the injection of the nutrient solution with the anesthetic effect, the anxious snow slowly quieted down and was quietly suspended in the nutrient solution.

After a few minutes, the light screen showed the time it would take for the snow body to recover: 26 hours and 45 minutes. This time made Helen frown imperceptibly. In the past, when Xue fought with his companions, even if he was seriously injured, the repair process would only take two or three hours.

After thinking about her thoughts for a while, Helen clicked on a light screen beside her, and there were only a few avatars in the communication book. One of them was Josh. General Morgan. Her gaze lingered on Morgan's profile for a moment, then she looked away, clicking on one of the next one.

A moment later, a message prompt sounded on the light screen. Helen thought for a moment and said, "You owe me a favor." Now, it's time for you to get it back. ”

The night in Dragon City was very quiet, and it was a little suffocating. At night, Persephone's private hospital, which was neither tall nor grand, suddenly looked gloomy.

The woman hidden in the darkness stared at the private hospital, her heart becoming more and more uneasy. As the minutes ticked by, there was no news of the two famously powerful and cunning companions. She looked at her watch, and half an hour had passed.

A person with a high-level ability like her is extremely sensitive to the passage of time, and her perception accuracy is far greater than that of ordinary watches. And the watch on her wrist integrates many functions such as positioning, communication, long-range reconnaissance, and portable intelligent brain, and it is still a powerful bomb in itself, and marking the time is only a function for decoration and camouflage. She would look at her watch, which only proved that she was in a very nervous state.

Half an hour, that's enough time for those two to search the Empire State Building!

A shadow loomed over the entire area. She looked back at Lynch, who was motionless not far away, and felt a little reassured. A high-level sniper like Lynch is rare, and its value is far above the level of ability. If this is a trap, then the other side will definitely not use Lynch as bait. Even if something happens, if you use Lynch as a bargaining chip, you can definitely exchange something.

The back door of the private hospital suddenly opened, but it was very open, and the iron door slammed against the wall with a loud thud, breaking the silence of the night. The sudden sound made her tremble slightly, and she almost escaped from her hidden state.

In the darkness of the iron gate, a leather shoe was put away, and out came a handsome and unruly man, whose short silver hair stood so dazzling in the night. Just now, he kicked open the iron door violently, startling the female killer hidden in the dark. He dragged two large black garbage bags in his hands, not knowing what they contained.

With two bangs, the large garbage bag was thrown into the bin, scaring away several mutant wildcats. The man clapped his hands, and suddenly out of nowhere, he found another garbage bag, shook it open, and threw it in front of the garbage can. After this inexplicable act, he looked into the darkness, showed a charming and mysterious smile, and walked leisurely into the private hospital, and then slammed the iron door behind him.

For some reason, the sound of the door closing scared her again!

The night was quiet again.

She lay crouched in the darkness, and suddenly felt an indescribable heat, as if there was a fire around her. She knew her temperature was rising, and it was completely incredible. As a veteran killer, she was able to synchronize her body temperature with her surroundings all night long at the age of ten. In the new era of people with visual enhancement abilities everywhere, the body temperature and the surrounding environment are different, and it is simply a beacon in the dark, as eye-catching as it is. She is not now unable to control her own ability, but to control her own feelings.

She was nervous, indescribably nervous.

In the darkness of the night, the two garbage bags that were half-exposed outside the garbage cans seemed to have magical powers, and they were constantly calling her. Sweat continued to flow, wetting the black mask that covered her face. Her back was rising and falling rapidly, slightly, and it was clear that she could not control the rhythm of her breathing.

Finally, unable to resist the devilish whisper in her ear, she leaped up like a ghost, swam through the thick night, and pounced on Persephone's private hospital.

It has become the devil's lair**.

The distance of a few hundred meters is fleeting. Like a hunched cat, she silently approached the litter can. Then, with a swipe of her right hand, a long tear immediately appeared on the two large garbage bags, and the contents of the package fell to the ground with a loud bang. This time she finally saw what was in the garbage bag, it was a human body! It's a body part that's been cut to pieces!

On one of her arms, she saw a familiar tattoo that belonged to one of her companions. In the rest of the falling parts, there was a complete head, with the face facing her. It was another of her companions.

At this point, she finally knew what had happened to her companions, and for the first time, fear overpowered temptation and curiosity.

She turned around, and in the process of turning around, her body had been compressed to the limit, and then she would burst out at the fastest speed in her life, escape!

The surging power erupted from her body, but it didn't leave her off the ground. From the back of her neck to her tail vertebrae, a total of six blood fountains shot out of her back, and the blood that spewed out not only fragments of the spine, but also muscle tissues and tendons. She shook and tried to stand up, but her mind could no longer command her body, and she finally fell hard. When her face touched the ground, it felt not rough cement, but smooth plastic.

It was the garbage bag that the man had just thrown down.

"When did he do it?" It was her first thought after she fell.

"It turns out that this garbage bag is for me......" was her second thought after she fell, and it was also her last thought.

With a clatter, the iron door opened again. Raffi walked out, and casually mentioned that the female killer's body was trapped in a garbage bag. Rafiza tightened the mouth of the bag, casually tossed the garbage bag to the bin, and planned to go back. At this moment, a shiny piece of metal at his feet suddenly caught his attention. Rafi leaned over to pick it up, looked at it, and muttered to herself, "Evkova? Very strange name. Is she famous? ”

Rafite tossed it, and the metal plate crossed a graceful parabola and fell into the bin.

Throughout the scope of the Bloody Council, Evkova was famous. Raffi didn't know this, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. For a dead man, no matter how famous it is, it doesn't mean anything.

After a brief period of noise, the night returns to tranquility.

In Longcheng, a dilapidated jeep spews thick black smoke and struggles to navigate the rough road. It's old enough to be recycled. The Jeep continued the characteristics of federal vehicles, with a large body and horsepower. But although there was only one person sitting in the car, it made this classic car a little breathless.

The jeep finally roared into the old warehouse area and stopped. The driver moved his wide and square body, squeezed out of the car with difficulty, and jumped off. The moment his feet hit the ground, the ground trembled.

Root. Captain Curtis strode bare-chested towards his humble quarters. His black skin shone with a faint glow, and the lines of his muscles were well outlined, and his square body resembled a black steel ingot. Back in his room, he pulled open the old refrigerator, took a beer out of it, and poured it into his mouth. It wasn't until the whole beer was poured that he swallowed it with a grunt. There were still a few beers in the refrigerator, and the captain just glanced at them greedily, and finally gritted his teeth and closed the refrigerator door.

Later, the captain came to the study, stuffed the huge ** into a chair welded with angle steel, leaned back, and sat comfortably before turning on the switch of the old-fashioned smart brain. The captain's brain has been around for twenty years, and it's a miracle that it can still be used now.

Amid the creaking moans of the steel chair, the screen finally reluctantly lit up. The first one to jump out was the last person the captain wanted to see.

Looking at Helen's expressionless face, with a snap, the captain covered his face hard.

Finally, the captain put down his big hand with the mood of going to the battlefield, and then pointed to the screen through gritted teeth. Just by looking at the power of his hand, you know that he wants to pierce the screen with one finger.

It's a pity that the captain's brain, although very old, is an out-and-out military item. The military-quality screen blocked the captain's explosive poke without any suspense. Helen's still face began to move, and her eyes were as cold as electronic eyes, but Cortis felt that she was laughing at herself.

"You owe me a favor. Now, it's time for you to get it back. Helen's message was playing on the loudspeaker.

"I knew it was going to be like this!!" The captain roared, swung his huge fist, and tried to smash it down on the brain-table made of steel plates. But his reason told him that these two blows would definitely smash the table along with his brain. This is definitely a lot of money for a captain who is not in a good financial situation.

The fist came to a halt less than a centimeter from the table. The captain's face flushed, and the steel table resonated.

Now that helen's message has been seen, it is useless to smash the brain. And the cost of repairs weighed like a mountain, weighing heavily on the captain's heart, so that he could not vent his depression. Heavy breath continued to spurt from the captain's nostrils, and he was now like a bull with red eyes, but there was no matador for him to vent his anger.

Curtis suddenly stood up, strode over to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took out the remaining beer, pouring it into his stomach. Then he slammed the refrigerator door, walked out, squeezed into the jeep again, and slammed the engine hard. The jeep groaned and turned around and drove out of the courtyard gate. But as soon as it went out, it gasped loudly a few times, and then extinguished the fire. Curtis screwed the key hard, but there were only a few shrill grinding sounds from the engine, and there was no more.

"Damn luck! I knew it was going to be like this! Curtis roared as he squeezed out of the car. He would love to kick it in the car, but it's the only car he's having, and there's hope for a restoration. Thinking of this, the kick that had already flown out turned in a different direction and kicked heavily on a cement pile next to him, kicking the cement pile with a diameter of nearly half to pieces.

The captain returned to the courtyard as fast as he could, and rushed into the warehouse. A few minutes later, the captain who walked out of the warehouse had changed into a set of tactical vests, which were filled with all kinds of guns, bullets and grenades, and behind it was a machine gun shell box that could only be used on a power mech, and the yellow bullet chain extended out, and then disappeared into the body of the multi-barreled rapid-fire machine gun for the mecha in the captain's hand.

The heavily armed captain walked out of the hospital with a murderous aura, and then trotted all the way to Persephone's private hospital with heavy steps that were not lost to the power mech.

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