Three brightly lit basement floors.

In addition to the countless iron cages where the test subjects were held, there was also a separate surgical laboratory in the innermost room, where Shunsuke Nishimaru was bending over and whispering something to a hook-nosed man sitting on the sofa with a wine bottle in his hand.

In the middle of the operating room, there is a half-open life support cabin, and the little girl Nishimaru Miri's face is extremely pale and weak, and if she breathes like nothing, it seems that she will leave this world at any time.

"Lord Woolley, we said we would only help you test the medicine for 5 million yen, but now you have tied up my daughter... They're all gone, and that's my only dearest daughter..."

The hook-nosed man named Wu Lai put down the wine bottle and raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and swept the young man in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "So... What do you mean? Gotta add money? ”

"No, no, no!"

Shunsuke Nishimaru was frightened by this cold tone, and he didn't know why... He is always scared in the face of these celestial people, and subconsciously is very humble.

But I remembered that I was about to leave this damn city and go to a place that no one knew to start a new life without the stumbling of oil bottles.

Shunsuke Nishimaru couldn't help but grit his teeth and said stiffly, "I mean... Is five million too little? ”

Woolley took another sip with the bottle on his head, and the dark brown liquor flowed into his throat, wiped his mouth casually and asked with a smile:

"And how much do you want?"

"I'm not greedy... Lord Woolley. Shunsuke Nishimaru asked tentatively, "Then, add another five million yen... If not, we can also discuss. ”

"No, no, no, no, it's not negotiable." Woolley shook his head.

Shunsuke Nishimaru's face suddenly turned happy, "What do you mean... Thank you so much. ”

Sure enough, how could a person who lives in such a luxury villa be so stingy?

However, in the next second,

When Nishimaru Shunsuke raised his waist, he was stunned to find that Woolley had an elongated and thickened black large-caliber revolver in his hand at some point, and the corner of his mouth was aimed at his chest with a smile:

"This gun is named Shaman, it's my most cherished girl, and it's worth about a million per bullet, and now... Can I make a payment? ”

"No... No! ”

Shunsuke Nishimaru's mouth opened silently, but he couldn't make any sound, and a series of manless gunshots had already exploded in the surgical laboratory!

Bang bang!

Five bursts as fast as lightning.

The fidget spinners of the revolver spun wildly, and in an instant there was only one bullet left in the magazine.

However, Nishimaru Shunsuke's body seemed to have suffered a force that was overwhelming, and he retreated step by step after being hit, and his chest burst into blooming blood flowers.

Bang!

Finally, he leaned back uncontrollably on the ground not far from the life support pod, and barely managed to roll on his side, a stream of red blood spurting out of his mouth.

The eyelids are so heavy...

Consciousness gradually begins to blur...

Is this what death feels like...

"Dad... Father... Daddy..."

In a trance, a faint little girl's voice came from Nishimaru Shunsuke's ears, and he barely managed to open his eyes.

What caught his eye was Nishimaru Miri, who was lying in the life support pod and was still lying weak, his eyes still closed, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and his mouth was calling out to him unconsciously.

Shunsuke Nishimaru closed his heavy eyelids.

It is said that when a person is dying, a lot of pictures that he has forgotten in the past will appear in his mind, and at this time, a lot of short figures that he can't remember clearly appear in his mind.

When he was sick and feverish and lying in bed, the stove board stood on a small stool and struggled to tiptoe to cook white porridge for himself;

On a rainy day, he went out from work at night, carrying a small schoolbag and wearing a small yellow raincoat outside the door, standing in the heavy rain and holding a big umbrella tightly and looking up at the small figure of the rain;

and when she rarely brought her something to eat after work, her timid little face was suddenly full of joy and happily snuggled up to herself, and she secretly left a small figure of half for herself.....

The contours of these small figures gradually became clearer, with small noses, small mouths, and a pair of timidly black and white eyes reflecting light.

Originally... It's the one... Drag the oil bottle...

Saimaru Shunsuke's remaining consciousness thought like this, and his body gradually lost its temperature, but there was a wet mark on the dry ground on the side of his face.

......

Not far away, Wu Lai lifted the left wheel and blew away the green smoke, shook his head, picked up the wine bottle again, and shook his head with a smile:

"Heh... Human affection... It's ironic..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating laboratory was suddenly pushed open.

"Really?"

Someone walked in, and a voice followed.

Woolley suddenly turned around, and a figure wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously glanced sideways towards the outside of the laboratory.

"Are you looking for those people out there?"

As Higashinohara spoke, he raised his hand to reveal the short knife, and the red blood was falling down the surface of the knife to the quiet ground.

Seeing this, Wu Lai immediately frowned.

Although the staff of the Sigmund Company outside did not have the strength of a fifth-order superpowerhouse like him, they were also third- and fourth-order superpowers, and it stands to reason that even if they were not opponents, they would not even have time to send an alarm.

Could it be that the gunfire just now covered up the warning?

It doesn't matter anymore.

But does this guy behind the dragonfly mask really not know who he is?

Holding a revolver with only one bullet left, Woolley said quietly, "Is Your Excellency a guest at the dinner?" Sorry, the exhibit is on it, I can take you up if you get lost. ”

"No need."

Higashinohara shook his head.

"That's right..."

Woolley bowed thoughtfully.

In the next moment, he quickly raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger without even aiming, and the last bullet exploded instantly!

But it wasn't shot at Higashinohara.

Bang!

Without warning,

The overhead lights in the surgical lab went out.

This was originally a basement.

As soon as the lights went out, the surroundings were suddenly as dark as the night when thick ink was splashed, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Click, click, click!

In the silent darkness, the sound of pushing one revolver bullet after another into the chamber sounded, and a kind of fear that seemed to the back pressed every nerve of the person.

It was as if in the next second, life would end in a fire that lit up in the darkness.

Higashinohara silently felt this fear that was enough to collapse ordinary people, perhaps because of the great increase in his agility and strength in the past thirty minutes, or maybe because of his first killing and bloodshed tonight.

At this time, his heart was surprisingly calm, and the darkness in front of him and the fatal crisis lurking in the darkness did not seem to be as terrible as he imagined.

"Not ready yet?"

Higashinohara's voice came from the darkness:

"I'm running out of time."

Look for death!

Woolley's eyes narrowed slightly, everything in front of him in the darkness instantly became clear, and his own perception stretched out in all directions like an invisible spider web.

And he sat in the middle of the net.

......

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have a speed innate ability, right?"

In the darkness, Woolley suddenly spoke, and smiled in a relaxed tone:

"Then let me guess again, it shouldn't be the [Rattlesnake] of talent sequence 35, well, could it be the super speed of talent sequence 68..."

Speaking of this, Woolley's tone suddenly turned cold, and his eyes flashed with a faint cold light, "It's a pity that you met me tonight - the terminator of the speed system!" ”

True Eye!

Dangerous abilities from Talent Sequence 38.

Such a natural ability appeared in Wu Lai, the controller of the second stage of the fifth order, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a "terminator of the speed system".

Because the most terrifying thing about the [True Eye] is not that it can have a broader or even penetrating vision, but that it is a "net" woven within the area after the perception is rolled out.

As long as the enemy is in the net, to a certain extent, his bullet is a certain existence like the law of cause and effect, no matter how fast the opponent is, it cannot be avoided.

Hearing the voice in the dark, Higashinohara took a breath, and a slight glint flashed in his eyes.

Nine Eyes and Six Paths!

First look! Open!

In an instant, the darkness around him was still surging.

But everything in front of him was no longer pure black in Higashinohara's eyes, and there was a silhouette of a figure in it, and every subtle movement was clearly visible.

In the next second, the figure raised its hand.

Higashinohara's eyes froze instantly, and he suddenly leaned down and clenched the short knife in his hand.

Bang bang!

Without warning, the darkness in front of him erupted into a sharp gunfire that almost formed a line, and orange fireworks filled the darkness, each blooming in a different place.

Spin six shots!

And almost at the moment when the gunshot rang out,

In the darkness, there were vague slender ghosts, each bullet carrying a terrible sound of breaking the air, and the shadows were blown with great precision.

After a continuous line of gunfire, there was a deathly silence in the darkness.

The next second,

Someone's body fell to the ground hard.

Click!

The lights on the life-support pod in the room were turned on.

The darkness was silently dispelled, and the glowing light re-illuminated the surgical laboratory.

A man wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask stood next to the half-open life support cabin, silently staring at Nishimaru Miri, who was lying inside, covered with infusion needles and various medical instruments, breathing weakly, and there was not a trace of blood on his delicate little face like a doll.

Not far behind Higashinohara.

Holding the revolver, Woolley was lying in a pool of blood, with a fruit knife inserted into the atrium of his chest cavity, and his eyes on the hooked nose were almost protruding.

He couldn't believe what had happened to him.

At this moment of dying, he was extremely sure that he had hit the other party with every shot, but it was himself who fell in the end.

This was really hard for him to accept.

Shadow!?

Wait a minute! Those shadows?

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

Could it be that the other party is the [Shadow Instant] ability of talent sequence 98? Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the situation of "obviously hitting but not hitting".

But realizing this, Woolley's gradually dilated pupils were even more confused.

Those who have the [Shadow Instant] ability can only appear four real shadows when they are promoted to the fourth-order extreme, but just now their own six consecutive shots hit far more than four shadows.

And that kind of talent sequence 98 gray ordinary talent, how could it break out like just now, which is completely far beyond the fourth order... No!

Even beyond the terrifying strength of the sixth order?

Before he could continue to think more, the damaged body was no longer overwhelmed, and Woolley's consciousness dissipated into the world with a thick blankness.

......

Tick tock!

At this moment, the real-time data of Nishimaru Miri's various physical functions on the monitor has almost all fallen to the lowest value, and his breathing is getting weaker and weaker like a filament.

Higashinohara looked at Shunsuke Nishimaru, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away—even though he despised this guy, Nishimaru Miri had lost her only relative at this moment.

maybe

For her at this moment,

It doesn't matter anymore, does it?

At this moment, there was a faint murmuring in my ears.

I don't know if I was awakened by the gunfire just now, Nishimaru Miri's long eyelashes shook suddenly, and he slowly opened his big black and white eyes, which reflected a glimmer of light in the light, staring at Higashinohara for a while and then closing his eyes tiredly.

"Big brother... Be... Is that you? ”

A small faint voice came from Nishimaru's mouth, and Higashinohara was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that he forgot to take off his mask Nishimaru Miri but he could recognize him at once.

He quickly took off his mask and said softly, "It's me, I've come to see you, Xiao Weili." ”

Nishimaru Miri asked in a low voice, "Thank you... Big brother, where am I? ”

"In the hospital, Xiao Weili is sick."

Higashinohara said softly, "The doctor said it will get better soon, don't worry." ”

"The doctor is amazing, big brother... I.... I feel much better, and my chest, which used to hurt a lot, is no longer painful. ”

Nishimaru Miri's faint voice sounded, and her pale little cheeks sunken a little, as if revealing small dimples, which she used to have when she laughed happily.

Higashinohara was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Big brother... I have something I want to ask you for... I've been in the hospital during this time... I'll leave your care for Miri's home.,Hanamaru they're very well-behaved.,Please big brother.。 ”

Higashinohara listened in silence, knowing in his heart that she was talking about the simple little shack in the hallway made of washed wooden planks that she had picked up from an abandoned construction site.

Hanamaru is the name of one of the little milk cats.

"Well, don't worry."

Higashinohara nodded, and wanted to say something more, when there was a sudden sound of "Di Di Di" monitor alarm in his ears, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.

He turned his head with some difficulty.

On the ECG monitor was a straight line from left to right, leading to the invisible distance, and Nishimaru Miri in the life support cabin had stopped talking, and her long black eyelashes had stopped fluttering.

Quiescence...

Deathly silent silence...

Higashinohara silently stared at the Sigmund International Trading logo on the life support pod, put on his dark gold dragonfly mask again, and turned to step out of the empty surgical laboratory behind him.

Life and death... Sure enough, it's the last thing you want to experience in life.

Time is running out.

He thought to himself.

......

Not long after Higashinohara went out, the monitor in the life-support cabin suddenly "ding", and another monitor for various body functions suddenly appeared on the screen.

Subtle... Confusing... Drastic changes!

......