Suddenly coming back to his senses, Number One stood in an unknown place in a daze, looking around suspiciously.

"How. What's going on? ”

He swallowed hard, not knowing what was going on, only remembering that he seemed to be doing it before he came here.

Hiss!

Number One jerked his head, which was almost cracking in pain, and there was confusion in his eyes.

"What was I doing?"

Forgot.

Now where is this.

Dream?

Is it a dream?

In the dark night, the dense forest swayed, the dead branches danced, the autumn wind howled, and there was a mournful scream.

He followed the sound, his footsteps echoing over the layers of puncturing bushes.

Finally, next to a stream dyed red, Number One saw an image of him that he will never forget, and in just a moment, he was swallowed up.

On the bewitching pebbles as blood, one corpse after another is stacked on top of each other, like a mountain of corpses!

The viscous viscera rolled down from the mountain like hot lava, accompanied by a white mist that condensed in the cold, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings, which was disgusting.

Even if he is a gangster, but in a peaceful era, how could he have seen such a scene, frightened and fell to his soft legs, and he was at a loss.

Thorn ——!

"Who! Who's where! ”

Number One trembled, hearing the voice.

I saw the black shadow stepping on the top of the corpse mountain, and the figure with his left hand clamping his legs and feet to the ground.

This is where the strange sound that reverberates at night originates.

That black shadow actually ripped off a head with just his hands!

Black fountains are like threads, weaving a night of fear.

The hot liquid fell on the corner of No. 1's eye, and only a few drops caused goosebumps all over his body.

"Who you. Who are you? Number One shuddered and questioned, and the teeth that kept clashing in fear echoed in his mind with a sour sound at first.

The man turned his head coldly in the moonlight, and with a flick of his hand, a round thing rolled in front of One's field of vision.

He looked intently, and his soul was so frightened that he felt that cold bone claws were scratching his spine one by one, from bottom to top, to the back of his head!

He recognized the face.

Although the bleeding face in front of him was hideous with tears, it was distorted by pain to the point that it was difficult to discern.

But this face that is dissipating the last trace of vitality will never be forgotten by No. 1 in his life!

Because that's what he's seen since he was a kid - his own face!

But it's also the same. Dead man's face!

"Huh? This is me. Number One slammed into the spirit, gasping for air, and a question flashed through his mind.

So who am I now?

Trample!

The sound of someone landing on the ground came, and Number One watched as his head was grabbed in his hands, and his eyes were so piercing that he was directed at him.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood were behind the man, and even the bright moon seemed to be dyed a terrifying red.

The blood-red fox mask on the face of the person who came was so weird.

The black eye hole, without the slightest light, only conveys the word life!

"Yo~" The deep voice dispersed with the white mist between the lips.

Click!

I saw that the fox-faced man stretched out his bloody hand, lifted half of his mask like a greeting, and his voice was cold,

"Since you're here, leave your life and soul here."

"Number 362!"

No. 1 didn't know what "No. 362" was in front of him, and he didn't have time to think about it.

Because right under his nose!

The head of his own suddenly came to life as if it were reflexive, blood splattering from its mouth, and it roared.

"Run! Run! ”

The splatters of blood stained the world of One, igniting the fear that had been soaring for a long time.

He had just turned around, and before he could escape, he felt that his neck had been clamped.

In a flash, he was dragged to the top of the corpse mountain!

Before he could beg for mercy, severe pain had already followed.

"Who! Who's where! ”

A familiar voice came from under the corpse mountain, and the voice number one was very familiar, because it was his own timbre.

But in the next moment!

Tear ——!

His head sprang and froze, rolling down and meeting the hellish face.

The next moment,

"Huh? This is me. ”

"Run! Run! He yelled with a hideous face, blood spurting from his mouth.

The same conversation with the same pain repeating itself again!

Finally, the head that was still on the ground suddenly looked in all directions as if it were realized.

Only then did he realize that the black shadows on the ground that he had ignored turned out to be his own heads!

The mountain of corpses is him, the sea of blood is him, and everything comes from him alone!

It's dark!

The last image left in One's mind was the familiar face beneath the half-lifted mask, and the eyes as bright as scorching gold.

From top to bottom, pure top-down!

His consciousness did not dissipate, but was locked in the subsequent body by a magical power.

"Who! Who's where! ”

Familiar voices kept ringing in my ears, and the pain that had been instantaneous continued, it was torture.

The mountain of corpses piled higher and higher, and the stream turned completely red.

Blood-stained hair rolled, staining red blood trails on the pebbles.

In the end, all that was left in One's heart was endless pain and unquenchable fear!

"It's hell!" He whispered.

"Yes, it's hell."

The executioner is chuckling, creepy,

"Hell of the devil, hell of yours."

Tear ——!

Tick!

Water droplets fall, rippling in the stagnant water of the abandoned building.

The next moment, the water streaks suddenly exploded, accompanied by irrepressible anger.

"Bastard!"

Fujiwara slapped the table hard, staring at the motorcycle on the big screen,

"Damn it, No. 1, is he trying to kill the target?"

A loud creak with a roar of impact!

Under the half-relaxed, half-shocked gaze of the Fujiwara crowd.

Just when the motorcycle was about to crash into the man and woman, it suddenly lost control, missed by a fraction of a second, grazed Lu Mingfei's head, and slammed into the traffic light on one side, emitting thick smoke.

As for No. 1, it was like a rag, thrown on the garbage can, rolled around several times, sticky and stenched.

He staggered, pointing at the man and woman in horror, his lips and teeth were wide open, but no sound came.

Then he was like seeing a ghost, he didn't know where the strength came from, he roared with his teeth and claws, rushed into countless crowds, and fled with rolling and crawling.

The people present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because Su Xiaochang is still alive, this also proves that their mission has not failed, and there is still a possibility of being alive.

But then, there was a lot of confusion in their hearts.

Why is there such a big flaw in the plan executed by No. 1?

What happened in that moment?

"Miss Aso, is this the plan that you said you had been thinking about with all your might?"

Fujiwara suppressed his anger and pointed at the monitor and scolded,

"That No. 1 just now really wanted to kill the target!"

"I said to live, to keep my consciousness! Damn it! What was he stimulated by to be green by women? ”

Fujiwara gritted his teeth fiercely, his nails digging deep into the flesh.

If it weren't for the sudden turn of the motorcycle, their mission would have ended in failure.

When the time comes, let alone take the project in Su Jingtian's hands.

This group of them is afraid that they will be hunted down and killed by Su Jingtian, the father of the bereaved daughter, and the adult!

"Calm down, Mr. Fujiwara,"

Ms. Aso was obviously a little frightened by the scene of Shicai, but quickly calmed down, "As far as the result is concerned, the worst case scenario didn't happen at all, did it?" ”

"Now we should be more concerned about what happened to One."

At the same time, she was keenly aware that something was wrong.

After all, there's no reason for a motorcycle to suddenly change direction in that situation.

Thinking so, No. 1 hurriedly summoned the monitoring personnel behind him to constantly play back and analyze the monitoring footage.

Environment, status, speed

A series of data is reproduced with the support of the back-end computing power.

"This is it!"

Ms. Aso waved her hand suddenly, pointing to one of the frames,

"At this moment, the acceleration of motorcycle No. 1 seems to be zero, right?"

"One's hand loosened? What is the reason for this? ”

"Report! It's definitely not the motorcycle's fault," one of the staff behind the back, one of them put on the frame of his glasses and analyzed softly, "I study mechanical power, and I also have a lot of research on various motorcycles." Based on the model and age of the motorcycle used by No. 1, he guessed that the speed of the motorcycle could have risen by at least three more steps before hitting the target, if he wanted to. ”

"Report! Nor is it a factor of the One itself. On the side of the eyed man, a chubby figure held the information and raised his hand to answer, "I just analyzed the growth background of No. 1 in detail. It's Mr. Fujiwara, it's really like a god. No. 1 has the experience of being green, and the other party is still a rich second generation. In this way, it is indeed possible that Number One was stimulated by the target's date. Coupled with the accumulated hatred of wealth and the influence of alcohol, his psychological state of being able to carry out the task has been unbalanced. ”

The fat man shrugged his shoulders and threw the information away,

"In other words, I'm afraid that No. 1 was only thinking about how to make the target die, and he wouldn't take the initiative to slow down."

There was nothing wrong with the motorcycle, and No. 1's desire to kill the target was not resolved.

So why is this happening?

Ms. Aso couldn't help but bite her nails.

"Report! There are new discoveries! ”

The man in glasses slapped the table suddenly, tapped the keyboard, and enlarged a frame of pictures on the big screen, marked red,

"That's probably why the bike turns suddenly."

"It's outrageous!" The man with glasses couldn't help but burst into foul language!

Aso fixed his eyes,

"Stone balls? I see, did the obstacles on the road coincidentally deflect the direction of the motorcycle? She stared at the monitor for a long time, frowning and whispering,

"But weird? How can there be such a thing on the main road? ”

Click! Click!

The screen flickers and goes back for a few seconds.

In the same position, there is obviously no stone ball obstacle.

"None? No? Not everywhere? Damn it! Haunted? The man with glasses desperately switched the screen, and suddenly felt creepy.

How could something like that appear out of thin air?

Ms. Aso was also a little confused, but not so frightened.

If it is some unknown space that is a language spirit, it is also possible that this is the case.

But if you really want to speculate.

Could it be that they will encounter the hindrance of some unknown hybrids or unknown hybrids in this mission?

If there is a hybrid on the other side, it will be troublesome.

Ms. Aso squinted slightly,

After all, she didn't have that in mind when she made her plans.

Call!

"Found it!" The man with glasses pinched a handful of cold sweat and re-marked the red picture, "I'm scared to death, it's not haunted." ”

"The stone ball on the scene was rolled out of the boy's pocket."

"Is this all right? It's even more outrageous! What shit luck this is going. The little fat man on the side couldn't help but smack his tongue and was shocked.

After so many missions, it was the first time he had seen such a way of turning danger into a disaster.

"Shut up, you!" The man with glasses rolled his eyes,

"Is it bad luck to walk shit? To be precise, we're the ones who are lucky with shit. ”

"No. 1 is obviously out of control, and if it weren't for this stone ball, the mission would most likely end in failure."

"When the time comes, not to mention that the target is dead, even we, one of whom counts as one, will not be able to run!"

In other words, this boy, saved us all! Steal the fun, go for you! ”

"Luck, not necessarily." Ms. Aso frowned slightly, pointed to the staff behind and asked,

"Let me ask you, is it possible to artificially use that stone ball by calculation?"

The large army that continued to monitor the rear was stunned, and could not help but look at the eyes of the madman looking at Ms. Aso.

Isn't this idea a little whimsical?

It's so unscientific!

After a long time, it was the man with glasses who took the lead in speaking, breaking the embarrassment,

"Old. Boss. ”

"There's a legend in science about Laplace, similar to what you think now. The idea is that if there is a living creature that knows how all the microscopic particles move, it can predict the future. ”

"For this incident alone, theoretically, it is possible to establish a mathematical model by calculating the speed, landing point, declination angle, etc., so as to realize the possibility of eliminating the crisis just now by using some obstacles."

He scratched his head and smiled wryly,

"But even with all the mainframe computers in the world, there is a chance that this calculation will fail."

"And it requires a lot of necessary preparation in advance, and it takes a lot of effort after countless trial and error."

"How is it possible to do that with human words alone?"

The man with glasses licked his lips and shook his head,

"If there is a person who calculates all the data in an instant, implements it accurately, and achieves the desired result."

"Boss! Then this person is no longer a human being. It's a superpower, a superpower that only exists in the imagination! ”

"Superpowers?" Ms. Aso squinted her eyes and muttered to herself, I don't know if it's strange, after all, not many ordinary people know about the half-breed.

The words of the man with glasses are understood in another way, isn't it possible to artificially reproduce the scene just now as long as he has superpowers.

"I see, you continue to keep watch."

"Yes!" The staff is seated.

Fujiwara snorted,

"Aso, what were you thinking?"

"You don't think there's a half-blood, do you?"

"Yes, I think it's a possibility. Mr. Fujiwara, didn't you hear the analysis just now? Ms. Aso pointed to the little fat man, "Put aside the possibility of solving the car accident with an artificial calculation implementation barrier. In that state, the number one who wants to kill the target will subconsciously stabilize the handlebars even if he encounters an obstacle. ”

"But judging from the results, it was obvious that No. 1 was temporarily unconscious, and it was only then that the motorcycle lost control under the subtle influence of the stone ball."

"Enlarge that boy's face!" Ms. Aso turned around and ordered,

"Yes!" The man with glasses didn't know what was going on, but he did as he was told.

"Zoom in!"

"Zoom in again!"

"Lock your eyes and zoom in!"

"It's zoomed in to the limit." There was a bitter murmur from the staff.

"Forget it, so be it." Ms. Aso waved her hand, giving up on the idea of delving into it for the time being.

"Aso,"

Fujiwara narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered,

"You don't think that No. 1 will fail because of the power of the spirit, right?"

"How is this possible?" Fujiwara shook the Mediterranean,

"According to your idea, the two key things to achieve are to make One unconscious and calculate where the stone ball will land. At least one hypnotic spirit and one calculus spirit are needed, as well as the strong bloodline support behind it. ”

"Master the power of a variety of words and spirits, and strengthen the bloodline of the cross. Do you know what this kind of thing is? ”

"It's the Dragon King!"

Fujiwara smiled, looked at the idiot and looked at Ms. Aso,

"Do you think that with such a mission as ours, we will meet the supreme dragon king?"

"I really met the Dragon King, why did he use this way of concealment?"

"According to the dragon's thinking, shouldn't they just tear One and his motorcycle to shreds?"

"This kind of joke is even more ridiculous than the dragon king falling in love with a human or something in a fairy tale!"

"Of course I know this, just to make sure." Ms. Aso whispered softly.

"So how are you sure? You locked that little boy's eyes just now, right? ”

"How's that, are you sure? Is that our Dragon King His Royal Highness? ”

Fujiwara couldn't help but sneer,

"Ahh Aso, that's a great idea. The garbage at the bottom of the society just now, it seems that he injured the hair of the Dragon King with just one motorcycle? ”

"Tsk! Oh, my God! That's something that a half-breed like us can't do in our lifetime. ”

(End of chapter)