The miniature camera hidden in the shadows was destroyed by the collapsed ruins of the church.

Titovic looked at the camera screen on the wall, and an imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"It's only four people, don't you underestimate me? He said with a slight sarcasm.

"I advise you not to be careless, there are three people with extraordinary abilities on the other side. The pigeon leaned against the corner of the monitoring room, smoking a cigarette, "Ice, steel, and prediction, the three major ability systems plus an unknown strength Chinese...... Titovich, can you do it?"

Titovic turned his head to look at the pigeon and frowned slightly, "Are you not confident in me, or are you not confident in yourself?"

"Hey, hey, you're mistaken......" The pigeon coughed vigorously as if choked on smoke, "I didn't mean to help you!"

"What? You've disappeared all this time, and I don't care where you go. Titovich's brow furrowed even tighter, "Now that there are invaders in the institute, are you going to stay out of it?"

"I'm just going to dispose of Victor's body. I heard that there were many bears in Siberia, so I ran a long way and left him in a hibernating brown bear den. ”

The pigeon took off his old-fashioned curved hat and reached out to wipe away his tears, "Besides, I am not a member of your external family, and you have no authority to order me to do anything." ”

"Now, the intruder has broken into the research institute of the 'company', are you sure you don't care?" Titovic repeated with a gloomy face.

"Even if you impeach the commissioners, it won't help me. It is our common task to obliterate Victor, and now that my mission is complete, I am no longer obligated to assist you. ”

At this point, the pigeon suddenly showed a sudden expression.

"That young man is your object of protection, and it seems that the commissioners really attach great importance to him, or you can tell me what is special about him, and I will reluctantly help you kill those intruders with difficulty. ”

With that, the pigeon chuckled.

After confirming the attitude of the pigeons, Titovic calmed down.

"In that case, then don't be an eyesore here!" he turned his head, no longer looking at the bored middle-aged man.

The pigeon pursed its mouth, took a deep puff of smoke, then got up and opened the door to the monitoring room and walked out.

"Hey, Titovich, think about it, if you don't protect that lad, the commissioners will ......," he said abruptly.

"Get out!" Titovich twitched out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head to shout.

The pigeon grinned, laughed and closed the door.

"What an obedient dog......" he stood outside the door, smiling for a moment.

"It seems that Titovic doesn't know what kind of opponent he will face yet...... Wu Minghao...... And that young man, what secret is there that deserves so much attention from the Supreme Council?"

The pigeon pondered for a moment, then shook his head, smiled exaggeratedly, and turned away.

"It's so curious......"

Inside the surveillance room, Titovic looked at the surveillance screen on the other wall, and a red figure appeared on it.

After a few moments, he asked the guards beside him, "How much defense do we have?"

"There are also 30 guards in the institute, and the arsenal is well stocked with ammunition, and the scientists and doctors left behind by Victor can be armed if necessary. The security guard in a black suit replied.

Titovic nodded, "Arrange it, start all the defenses, and welcome the uninvited guests." ”

The guard nodded in agreement.

In another room, the floor is filled with guns and knives of various styles, and there is a row of plaster statues of people in various postures on the wall.

Red was aiming his gun at the kneeling plaster cast in it, and a security guard in a black suit beside him taught him how to shoot.

"You don't have to hold the gun with much force, your arms are stretched out, and you relax...... Looking at the crosshairs......" The black-clad guard adjusted Red's posture.

The head of the plaster cast appears on the crosshair, and the groove is three points in a line, and the red slowly pulls the trigger.

The huge recoil caused the completely unprepared Red to take two steps back, and the bullet ejected from the pre-intended trajectory and hit the plaster cast.

"Didn't hit......" Red shook his head.

"You have to hold the gun tightly, just don't be too stiff. The guard took the pistol from Red's hand, "Let's get another one with a lower recoil." ”

"But didn't you say that the power of the recoil gun is small?" said Hong, looking at the new pistol handed over by the guard, and hesitated.

"Theoretically, yes, but it also has to do with the design of the gun and the shape of the bullet. ”

"Give me a more powerful one...... I want the kind that kills people with one shot!" Hong's tone was unwavering.

"Oh, why?" the guard withdrew his pistol and clasped his hands to his chest.

"Because I don't want to kill, but Mr. Titovich said that I can only live by killing the people who want to kill me, then I don't want to shoot a second shot. ”

Red looked at the humanoid plaster statue on the wall, his expression depressed.

Whenever he was training in killing, there was always an indescribable emotion in his heart, and he couldn't be happy.

At first, when he saw the bloody corpses, Hong's mood became extremely bad, so he asked the condemned prisoners to be made into plaster casts.

But despite this, he was still reluctant to touch the people he had killed.

He uses firearms, just to make himself a little less...... What's that feeling?

Red remembered, this was the word Titovich had taught him, and there was another word, self-deception.

A lot of times Red feels like he doesn't know anything, he doesn't understand anything. He didn't know what those words meant, but he didn't want to think about it, and every time he had to delve into something, he had a splitting headache.

Then I don't want to, Mr. Titovich is right, if someone wants to kill me, then I have to kill him first...... I don't want to die, but I don't want to kill, so what should I do?

It's good to use a gun, and you can kill it with a powerful gun without touching the blood...... If you don't kill a single shot, then it's troublesome, and if you have to fire a few more shots, you will feel more guilty.

When you can't use a gun, you can kill the enemy with your fists, and although you will touch blood, it is better than dying yourself.

Hong pursed her mouth tightly, thinking like this, and became more and more determined in her convictions.

The people I kill now, and the people I will kill in the future, are all in order to become stronger!

"I'm going to have the most powerful gun!" Red looked up and smiled, his smile innocent.

The guard shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not understand Red's thoughts, and he took a revolver from the large number of guns on the ground and threw it to Red.

"Super Red Eagle, with a caliber of 0.48, is easy to carry and powerful, and the same total amount and recoil have also been greatly increased. He reminded Red, "Are you sure?"

Red picked up the silver pistol, the body of which was treated with a special process that counteracted the reflection, and the rare short barrel did not reduce its weight.

"That's it. With one gun in hand, Red raised his gun again and aimed it at the plaster figure.

One Shot...... Just shoot a shot...... I'm not killing...... I am...... Don't want to die!

There was a bright light in the red eyes, and the light waves flowed in the hand that raised the gun, and he did not hesitate to shoot.

Fierce fire flashed at the muzzle of the gun, accompanied by a loud bang, and the bullet was instantly discharged, hitting the head of the plaster statue with accuracy.

Red fired continuously, and the arm holding the gun was steady and powerful, without shaking the slightest.

The six plaster figures all shattered their heads, and large swaths of crimson blood spilled on the white walls, shocking.

Applause rang out behind the red, and the security guard bowed to the people who entered the room, "Minister!"

"Mr. Titovich, I'm already going to shoot!" the light in Hong's eyes was gone when he turned his head.

"Very nice. Titovic approached Red and looked at him with a smile, "Did you use your ability?"

Red scratched his scalp like a child who had been caught doing something bad, and smiled.

"Okay, the ability itself is an ability to be used. Titovic still smiled, but Red sensed something unnatural in his smile.

"What's on your mind?" asked Red.

"I don't think I can hide it from you. Titovic slowly put away his smile and turned serious, "Someone has invaded here. ”

"Who are they?"

"It's not clear that we've broken through our first line of defense and entered the institute. Titovic paused, seeming to hesitate.

Red looked at Titovich with a curious expression.

"It seems, it's the terrorists who attacked you......" Titovich frowned.

The red pupils shrank suddenly.

"They...... What are you doing here?" his voice trembled slightly, and a sense of fear rose in his heart for no apparent reason, "They...... Are you here to kill me?"

"I don't know what they're trying to do, I've got guards in place to stop them. Titovic shook his head and reached out on the top of Red's head, "Don't worry, kid, I'll protect you." ”

"They really ...... Are you here to kill me?" Red was incredulous.

Why do terrorists who have lost their memories pursue them so desperately?

Isn't Siberia the safest place in the world?

Why do those people come so far and wide here?

Why do they want to kill me?

Why am I afraid?

Red's head ached violently in an instant, and he couldn't figure out why those intruders had come here, and he couldn't figure out why he could be so panicked when he heard about the terrorists who had attacked him.

Red held his head in his hands and opened his mouth wide to let out a high-pitched scream.

Are they really here to kill me?

They're here to kill me!

No! No! No! I don't want to die!

I'm going to...... Kill them!

Titovic hugged Red tightly, patted him lightly, and said in a sad tone, "Don't be afraid, my child, you will be safe, you will be fine...... Don't be afraid!"

Red's screams gradually subsided under Titovich's comfort, and his body stopped trembling, and he leaned into Titovich's arms and slowly closed his eyes.

Kill them, and I won't die......

Red opened his eyes instantly, and the aura of killing permeated his face.

That's right! That's right!

Kill them, I'm going to kill them!

If they don't die, I'll die!

Red broke free from Titovich's arms and looked into his black eyes, "Mr. Titovich!

"Huh?"

"I want to kill!"

Titovic did not speak, quietly looking at the red face, as if trying to read his mind.

"I want to kill those invaders, I want to kill them with my own hands!" said Red's face was as cold as the Siberian winter.

Titovic chuckled softly, a flash of gold in his eyes.

He touched his red hair, and his movements were gentle, as if he had seen his proud son mature overnight.

"Since you have asked for it, I want you to be careful and protect yourself when facing the enemy. Also, don't leave a mouth alive!"

"I will not be relentless!" replied Red, categorically.