The lights above the gate turned from red to green, twelve safety bolts clicked at the same time, and the carbide door up to 20 centimeters thick slowly opened.

Eri was holding a long red knife in her hand, her dark red hair was not tied up, but draped casually over her shoulders, and the scarlet hakama outlined her waist, and the feet exposed at the bottom of the skirt were barefoot instead of wearing the standard white foot bag, with crystal droplets of water on them.

Outside the door is a seven- or eight-meter-wide passageway, the walls are made of metal, and the tightness here is comparable to that of a bank's vault, and when the door is locked, a high-powered exhaust fan can drain the air in a matter of minutes, preventing anyone from breaking in or escaping.

Eri stepped barefoot on the cold metal floor, the chill coming from the soles of her feet that made her bite her lip.

It seems that because of the intruders, there is no one to accompany her on the trip this time, and Eri is a little nervous in her heart.

Maybe after repelling the invaders, you can take the opportunity to go out and have fun? Disneyland is good, the Skytree is also eager to visit, and there is a fireworks display, where boys and girls in yukata look at each other under the fireworks, and their eyes reflect love.

She walked slowly through the passageway, and the equally tight door at the other end opened automatically.

Every time she left the room, Eri had a lot of things she wanted to go, but in the end, she had only been as far as a block or two away, standing at the intersection and staring blankly at the flow of people.

Tokyo is big and there are a lot of people, so you can't go too far on your own.

If a person like himself travels alone, he may cause trouble for his brother.

Walking out of the passage, there are one security door after another, one corridor after another, and a large number of medical appliances are placed in the houses on both sides of the corridor, from the simplest oxygen tanks to blood filtration vehicles, cardiac resuscitation machines, high-pressure punch pumps, etc.

These utensils are very familiar, they are all used on their bodies many times, Tachibana Masamune is always keen to bring a large group of people in white to check himself, Eri never resists, this kind of thing, since childhood, I have been used to it.

Sometimes my brother would come with a melancholy look in his eyes, and then Eri would hold up the cardboard and write "I'm fine".

According to Tachibana Masamune, he needs to stay here, or he will die soon.

This kind of thing, Eri is actually not afraid, there are enough people who die in her own hands, and she will die after all.

If she could, Eri would love to wander around unscrupulously and go wherever she wanted before she died, she didn't want to die here.

But no, if you die outside, you will cause trouble for your brother.

He is a monster, and a monster can't just die.

Finally, the last security door opened, and Eri's footsteps unconsciously became brisk, and the red skirt rippled, making the cold black corridor also vivid.

Then, Erika sees the intruder.

The other party stood at the end of the corridor, as if he had foreseen his appearance before he appeared.

It was indeed the person at the bottom of the sea, and Eri was impressed by it, and she carried a long knife and walked over slowly.

"Eri Uesugi?" The man's tone was flat.

Eri nodded, there was no emotion in her glass-like eyes, and she slowly pulled out the red long knife in her hand, sinking the part that belonged to Eri and the part that belonged to the monster rose.

"Do you want to do it?" Wu Xingzhi frowned, he didn't know anything about the girl in front of him, the other party looked like a puppet, and there was almost no human temperament on his body.

If it weren't for the moment when he was at the bottom of the sea before, he could see the other party's pupils come alive, and Wu Xingzhi would even suspect that the other party might be a programmed robot.

Eri still nodded, and her attitude looked as if the other party was asking for a daily greeting like whether you had eaten or how are you.

Of course, it's hands-on, and when the tool is enabled, you have to complete the task.

"It's fine."

Wu Xingzhi kicked open a metal door on the corridor and dragged Lu Mingfei at his feet in.

The girl's strength is very strong, Wu Xingzhi has experienced it at the bottom of the sea, although he was exhausted at that time, but there is no doubt that even in that state, not just anyone can give him a sense of threat.

Although it is the goal of the mission, Wu Xingzhi is more accustomed to the first soldier and then the salute, and he has not gone through the language of his fists, so he has always been weak and powerless in his opinion.

Eri Yi quietly waited for Wu Xingzhi to prepare everything, and when she saw that Wu Xingzhi was finally standing in the middle of the corridor again, she raised her long knife and tilted her head, as if asking if the other party was ready.

Wu Xingzhi saw what the other party meant, clenched his fists, and his joints made a sound like fried beans: "Yes, it's very martial arts." ”

"I'll do it lightly."

Eri gently waved the long knife, and there were dozens of meters between the two, and her posture looked like a child holding a toy knife, but the entire corridor instantly blew a hurricane, as if a supersonic plane shuttled through the corridor in an instant, and the bits and pieces of objects carried by the wind speed were enough to penetrate anything, and this was only the least threatening part.

Speech: Judgment.

Serial number 111, second only to world-destroying spirits that can be destroyed along with the caster in a single use.

effect, death.

The long knife is just a decoration, and the hurricane is just an incidental special effect, and this slash, with a forced death order, even if it is replaced with a wooden sword, a tree branch, or even a toothbrush, in the hands of Eri, there is no difference.

No one can resist the orders of the judgment, and their lives are often lost in the light of Erika's understatement.

The hurricane howled across the corridor, and Erika put down her knife.

The order to die had been given, but the subject who should have died was still standing in place, and not even the hurricane had caused the other party's hair and clothes to fluctuate in any way.

"It's my turn." The other party's voice was heard from afar, and then Eri's eyes lit up, and the other party had already appeared in front of him, and his huge fist slowly enlarged in his pupils.

The air froze, and Eri remained motionless, the power of judgment descending upon her.

The gods are not to be approached!

Wu Xingzhi felt that he was trapped in an almost stagnant space, unparalleled resistance came from all directions, and the breath of death was frantically invading the body protection qi, if anyone else, even the dragon clan with a lower bloodline, would die the moment he approached the other party, but Wu Xingzhi did not.

His fist pierced through the air slowly but surely.

The stagnant realm could no longer stop Wu Xingzhi's qi, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the strength of his fist made Eri's long dark red hair fly sideways like a flag blown by the wind.

The fist stopped three inches in front of Eri.

"Your body seems to be very weak." Wu Xingzhi put down his fist, he had a hunch that if this punch went down, the other party would die.

Eri stood still, her face showing no fear of dying.

She tossed her hand, and the delicate long knife smashed against the metal floor, and the clatter of the impact echoed through the corridor.

Then she pulled out a clipboard, on which she wrote a line as if no one was around, and held it up to her chest.

"I can't beat you, you can kill me."

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