This woman was extremely slender, and when she asked a question, her voice was so high that it made my ears ring.

Charlotte was struggling to hold on to the ground, trying to get up quickly.

"Is that you?" the woman waved her hands, and two strong winds stirred in the study, and lifted Charlotte's chin stiffly. This kind of kung fu is much more clever than the time when Tang Mei used the "crane control skill" to take the coffee cup.

"Yes. Charlotte tried her best, but she still couldn't get up.

"Give me the pirate king's blood book, what did he get back then? He actually withdrew from the rivers and lakes overnight, making future generations laugh all their lives. Now, I don't want to delve into the causes and consequences of those old things, just give me the blood letter, I will disappear immediately, and I will never bother you again. There was a certain lazy magic to this woman's words, which made her involuntarily do what she said.

"No, that's our family's secret, it's impossible to tell anyone......" Charlotte didn't finish her words, the woman waved her right hand slowly, and a raging air current whistled towards Charlotte, forcing her to turn red and breathless.

The woman walked over to the desk, pushed it with one palm, and the mahogany desk stepped back two meters with a thud, knocked down the chair, and slammed it on the floor. There was a beige carpet under the desk, which, strangely, did not retreat with the heavy desk, but remained flat and motionless.

"There is a secret door here, I hope you don't lay too complicated mechanisms, so as not to hurt me first, and then teach you to suffer a lot. The woman stomped down, and the partition of the carpet shattered with a bang, revealing a two-foot-square dark lattice underneath. She reached in, and after a little fumbling around, she found a black box, and her face showed a burst of ecstasy.

Xia Gai was the first to regain his mobility, and just as he was about to reach out for the gun, the woman had already flown back and approached, slapping him on the chest and neck, sealing the fifteen acupoints of his upper body.

The lid of the box was engraved with a white skull banner that the Spanish pirates loved to hang, and the perimeter was surrounded by delicate wavy lines, which looked very old.

With a snap, the woman's hands squeezed, the wooden box shattered, and a brown handkerchief fell into her hand. Xia Gai and Charlotte glanced at each other, their faces were not very good-looking, but they were helpless. This woman's martial arts are too high, and her advance and retreat are as vague as ghosts, even if the four of them join forces, they can't parry.

The woman unfolded her handkerchief, glanced at it, and laughed violently: "Okay, that's it, this time I finally found the source of the incident!"

The aroma suddenly became ten times stronger, and Tang Mei and the other four couldn't resist it, and gradually closed their eyes and fell into a coma.

With a snort, the woman floated to the couch and stared at me close for a few seconds, then silently stepped back and disappeared into the doorway.

I sat up slowly, pressed my left and right temples with both hands, and pressed it four or five times in a row, and my spirit immediately cleared up. Although Charlotte's hypnotism is powerful, "there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavens outside the sky", and the kung fu taught to me by the instructor is more subtle, and I can get rid of the control of any hypnosis.

The telescope became the focus of everyone's attention, so I jumped in front of the telescope as soon as I was able to move freely. The camera focuses on a golden planet suspended in mid-air, surrounded by countless tiny golden fragments, like the skin of a gilded work of art peeled off. Therefore, the golden color displayed on the sphere is lifeless, and it is expected that the gold will slowly fade away and disappear into fragments into the universe.

Other than that, you can only see the background of the golden orb, which is a vast dark gray, like a seemingly tranquil but actually dangerous sea, ready to swallow everything without leaving a trace.

I waited less than a minute in front of the binoculars before turning back and heading out, following the scent. The fragrance is laid by the woman, so wherever she goes, there will be a fragrance to follow. Out of the study, along a long corridor to the end, the Arabic round window on the wall was wide open, and it was from here that the woman had jumped.

Outside, I poked my head out of the window to see the woman straddle a gray Kawasaki motorcycle, running through a brick path full of flowers to the side door of the villa a few hundred meters away. Just near the trail, a dozen bodyguards lay on their backs, motionless.

I rolled over and jumped out of the window, ran to the right, got into a black sedan, and made a quick start to chase the woman.

As we joined the traffic in the street, I realized that my shirt was soaked with cold sweat, for the woman felt very strange to me, as if it were extremely familiar and close, and as if it were the most vicious enemy, and that both sides could fight for their lives at any time.

I was surprised that the motorcycle was heading in the direction of the biological research institute where Xiwei worked, and I watched the woman turn into a secluded side street behind the research institute and the engine roar stopped.

I immediately pulled up and took advantage of the thick kapok trees on the sidewalk to get close to the corner of the side street and stalked it surreptitiously. The motorcycle stopped in front of a small gray door behind the research institute, and the woman had already taken off her glasses, carried a string of rattling keys in her hand, opened the door and walked in, looking calm and familiar with the way.

"She's actually a staff member of the institute?" I was a little confused, climbed over the wall to enter the institute, and still followed the aroma straight to the third floor, stopping in front of an office labeled "Special Information Room". The aroma had entered the room, and there was no one in the hallway. The crystal clock hanging on the wall shows that it's the weekend, which is why the lab is so quiet and no one interferes with my secret tracking.

I silently opened the door next door to the reference room and crept inside, my ear pressed to the wall of the adjacent room, listening carefully to the woman's movements.

"Hahahaha, the fate of the Pirate King is so tragic, he can't ride the angry waves of the sea, the rain and the wind to turn the dragon away, but instead becomes a monster that is not human, snake and not snake, heaven, heaven, how are you going to torture our generation?" the woman was laughing maniacally, pacing around the room as she strode around the room and muttered to herself in Nepali.

"Everyone ended up in the same fate, there was no way to return home, and they closed their eyes and waited for death. Is it fate that only me, only I have come to life?, or is it a deeper torment, let me always remember that tragic scene, and I will remember every minute and every second of the rest of my life!" she suddenly let out a painful retching sound, and the next room immediately resounded with the whistling wind of her fists and kicks in a hurry.

"Wushan Tomb Robber King, Southern Xinjiang Great Gu Master, Spanish Pirate King, Greek One-armed Ghost King, South African Man-eating Insect Eater, Japanese Thousand Ninja Master...... It's all changed, it's all changed, who can tell me what happened?'Prometheus Fire' is here, can it really test who is the invincible warrior in the world?Wrong, wrong, very wrong, it's a monster that is in trouble...... "The woman's words became more and more incomprehensible, like the babble of a madman, and it was impossible to scrutinize.

With a creak, someone pushed the reed door at the entrance to the third floor, making a strange noise that broke the silence in the research facility. The woman next door was in a moment of growing madness, and certainly didn't notice that someone was sneaking closer.

I flashed behind the door and heard the footsteps of four men approaching slowly, one of them the heaviest, presumably carrying some kind of heavy weapon.

"Shhhh

Since the other party's main target is the woman, I just don't have to interfere, just observe quietly. To be on the safe side, I left the door and hid in the farthest corner of the room. In front of me, five huge freezers lined up against the wall, with their lids covered with English labels of various colors.

"The Pirate King foresaw the future, and a man as smart as him could only choose to submit in the end. Wouldn't all the people in the world make that choice and be willing to fall into the reign of darkness?no, that's terrible, that's terrible!" the woman's voice grew higher.

Outside the window was a huge acacia tree, with lush branches stretching out to the window. If I were an ambusher, I would definitely send more men, first from the window, and form a triangular attack with the four people at the door. Thinking of the previous attack on Xiwei and I in the research institute, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, the underworld forces in the 21st century are becoming more and more rampant, openly launching shootouts in international metropolises, and not paying attention to the police at all.

I closed my eyes and silently traced the floor plan of the institute in my mind, and I inadvertently noticed that the data room next door happened to be on top of Sive's office.

"Open the 'Sea of Gold', welcome the arrival of the god of darkness, ride the colossus of Leo, and fight against the light in the sea of sand, hehe, pirate king, you may never know how small the power of human beings is. The day of the Dark God's coming will be the moment of collective destruction of humanity, and the end will be 10,000 times more painful than mere death. Actually, you shouldn't leave this blood book to the next generation, that will only hasten the destruction and make what is depicted in the spell a living reality!"

With a thud, the woman punched the walls of the two rooms next to each other, shaking the crystal chandelier in the middle of the room.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a continuous "knock" sound in the vicinity, and I could tell it carefully, it was actually from the freezer next to me, as if a small animal that was unwilling to be trapped was in a hurry to open the lid and jump out. On the side of the freezer hangs an accurate digital thermometer, which now shows that the temperature inside the cabinet is constantly maintained at -45 degrees Celsius. At that temperature, only a few strong, hardy bacteria can survive.

My hand fumbled for the hidden lock on the lid of the cabinet, and with a slight flick of the knife in my pocket, the hidden lock was opened.

"Who?" the woman snapped, followed by the muffled sound of a light sniper rifle pulling the trigger continuously, and the glass of the window next door fell to the ground continuously, making a crisp sound. As I expected, the gunshots came from outside the window, and the killer did use the big tree to climb and steal.

If everyone chooses a big tree as an ambush location, in fact, this location has lost the concealment necessary for ambushes, which is the so-called "negative and positive" theory of assassination masters. From this point of view, the killer in the big tree is just an insignificant decoy, and the firearm used is very ordinary, and it is like hitting a stone with an egg against the master in the data room.

My hand grasped the lid of the freezer, but it didn't lift it right away, because the battle next door had taken another sharp turn.

The gunfire in the acacia tree stopped abruptly, and I heard shards of glass bursting through the air, slicing twelve branches and inserting them into the killer's throat. The sound of cars outside the building continued to ring, but no one noticed the fierce battle within a few dozen steps, after all, those people who were driving in a hurry were just ordinary businessmen, as long as they did not affect themselves, they would never care about the vendetta of the rivers and lakes.

"I'm a man who died once. With the crisp sound of a piece being broken a second time, the woman sighed again in Nepali.

The men outside the door of the data room did not participate in this attack, but calmly continued to lurk, allowing their companions to die.

There was another "thump" sound in the freezer, and the woman seemed to be aware of the movement and walked to the door. The moment she opened the door, the four people outside the door were in trouble at the same time, and a muffled thud was heard, followed by the sound of the rope net opening and then tightening.

This is the real purpose of the ambushers, to attack with rope net projectiles, only to succeed in one blow when the enemy is negligent.

"Hah, it worked!" someone shouted, in Russian.

"Quick, inject the anesthetic needle, call the car over, and prepare to retreat. Hey, Ten, go next door and see, what's going on?" a cold voice kept giving orders.

The heavy-footed man took a few steps in this direction, and the locked doorknob immediately clicked and moved. I dodged behind the door just in time, and the man used one hand to snap, twisted the handle, and pushed the door in hard. I curled up as best I could, only waiting for them to shout and rush out with all my might, knocking them all down before they could shoot.

The man paused at the door for a few seconds, and did not step in.

There was another "thump" on the other side of the freezer, and the man spotted his target at once, strode to the wall, and completely exposed his back to me. The man was a large man with standard Caucasian ethnic features, and wore a suit that was almost bursting open, with a fluffing hem that exposed a holster hanging from his belt and a rapid-fire pistol with a monitor in it.

His movements were very rough, and almost without thinking he lifted the lid of the freezer and leaned back sharply, as if to avoid an attack or something.

"Hey, what did you find?" someone asked from the doorway.

"One...... The man who opened the freezer ...... only had time to say a word intermittently, and his huge body suddenly leaned back and fell down with a bang, as if a mountain had collapsed, and a large cloud of dust was thrown up. His companion was startled, and as he drew his gun, he swooped in.

"Ah, what is this? What is this?" the second man let out a miserable scream, and the pistol was pointed at the big fat man's face, his teeth chattering, and he could no longer speak.

I peeked out half of my face from the door, and caught a glimpse of the big fat man's face covered with a black thing, about the size of an adult's palm, just enough to cover his fat face. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a black beetle with mutilated fingers and claws, and the only remaining four claws were firmly embedded in the man's cheekbones, the tips of which were rigidly embedded in the flesh.

The big fat man's right hand groped around his waist with difficulty, most likely trying to pull out the gun and shoot, but a surging black gas quickly diffused from his face in just a few seconds, spreading all the way to the back of his right hand where he took the gun.

"Help me!" he cried out in a hoarse voice, but the half spike on the top of the beetle's head stood out and thrust into his brow.

The beetle's body was incomplete, including the hard shell on its back and had multiple damages, making it look like a poorly crafted prop, but it was quick to move and have powerful attack power, killing the big fat man in an instant.

The two men outside sensed that the situation had changed, and immediately rushed in together, aiming two pistols at the beetle.

"Where did this beetle come from?" The man who gave the order was a tall man in a black suit, who had the strongest self-control, and immediately spotted the freezer with the lid open, and strode over, beckoning to the other two, "Quick, carry him over and throw him inside! ”

Undoubtedly, he was very clever in handling the problem, and the huge freezer was big enough to hold the big fat man, and as long as the beetle was put back in it, there would be no trouble.

The other two dragged one of the big fat man's legs and quickly reached the freezer, where the three of them lifted the body, threw it into the cabinet, and then closed the lid again. To be on the safe side, the tall man picked up another marble slab on the side and pressed it against the freezer.

"It's okay now!" he smiled and clapped his hands, and suddenly drew his gun, firing three times at the door where I was hiding.

The sound of the pistol shooting with a monitor is extremely dull, but the lethality is not reduced at all, and the standard bullet marks of "three points and one line" on the head, chest and abdomen are formed on the door panel, and the marksmanship is very clever. However, I had anticipated his movements, and before the gun rang out, I rolled sideways, put my feet on the wall, and threw myself out the door.

"Kill him!" the tall man calmly ordered, as if no amount of mutation was a trivial matter for him, and would never make him lose his composure.

I spun around the hallway and took refuge in an adjacent reference room. The woman was bound by a white nylon rope net, curled up tightly in a ball, unable to break free, and crouched honestly next to the two butt white desks.

The pursuers were in a hurry, and I had just arrived at the writing desk when the two men had already appeared at the door. They were distracted by the death of the big fat man, and their reactions became much more sluggish, and they only cared about chasing, and even forgot to shoot at any time while running. At such a close distance, there is no need to aim, as long as the gun is fired continuously, there will always be bullets that accidentally hit the target.

I pressed my palms on the desk, my body freed into the air, and at the same time grabbed a dozen pencils from the pen holder on the table, and threw them at the door. After the sharpened pencils were infused with internal force, no less than a dozen miniature javelins, the two men did not have time to retract their feet, and they each had a few in the face, and struggled to fall.

"Hey, who is your Excellency, why bother to fight against us?" the tall man didn't rush in, and the death of his companion woke him up in time, but I knew that his shooting skills were very high, and he was well prepared to deal with it, and quietly hid behind a computer case.

"You misunderstood, I only pass by occasionally, and I don't infringe on anyone's interests. "I'll be honest.

The purpose of following this woman is that she seems to know a lot about the Pirate King's mysterious past, and I hope to uncover Charlotte's secret and retrieve the so-called "Pirate King's Blood Book". Since Charlotte regards the Blood Book as a treasure, I will definitely be able to exchange her trust by snatching it back on her behalf.

"Haha......" the tall man laughed, unconsciously revealing his Russian-flavored English, "that's fine, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that it is troublesome to go against the 'underworld'." Kid, you can leave, I promise I won't shoot you. As long as we leave the door of the institute, we are strangers we have never met, and no one will investigate what happened today, okay?"

Another unintentional confrontation with the people of the "underworld" was something I never expected. It seems that the members of this group are all over Cairo and are always on the move, and they do not take the police and various underworld forces into account.

"Only a fool would believe him!" I whispered with a wry smile as I quietly picked up the paper cutter on the other side of the desk, silently removed the blade, and sandwiched it between the index and middle fingers of my right hand. In the special training subjects taught by the instructors, there used to be a special lesson on "Murder Weapons for Office Clerks", which allowed any office item to be used as a murder weapon, and the most powerful of them was the blade of this folding knife.

"Little brother, are you still there?" the tall man's tone became softer.

"In. I responded, only to be met with three bullets that he had rolled over and fired accurately into the chassis in front of me. The thickened two-millimeter steel plate on the chassis was just enough to hold off the pistol bullets, and the most powerful of the four-man combat team was the rope net projectile, and it was designed to deal with the woman, not taking me into account as an uninvited guest.

"You go, I promise I won't shoot again, don't believe me!" he was now on the other side of the door, and with a bang, the parts of the pistol that had been unloaded into eight parts were all thrown at the door, "Hey, do you see clearly? The gun is here, you go out and go left, all the way downstairs, no one will touch you." ”

I glanced at the woman, who was also looking at me coldly, her arms clasped to her chest, leaving no room for movement, and the handkerchief she had snatched from Charlotte was not in her hand at the moment.

"What are you waiting for?" the tall man urged again.

I glanced over the table, but there was still no handkerchief in sight, and I immediately understood that the blood book had fallen into the hands of the "underworld" people.

"Give me that handkerchief, and I'll be right away. "I changed my hiding position in case the other person attacked again.

Without hesitation, the tall man agreed, "Okay." The handkerchief immediately fell to the door, covering the black magazine.

A cruel smile suddenly crossed the corner of the woman's mouth, as if she saw a small animal about to fall into a strange trap, but it was only a matter of moments, and by the time I seriously figured out what she meant, the other party had already closed his eyes proudly, disdainful of looking at me. My gaze slowly swept across the ground, and I finally realized that the most important weapon was missing, the rope net projectile.

In the fierce battle in the next room, the projectile was not carried on anyone's back, so it could be judged that after the ambusher had succeeded in one move, he casually dropped the projectile on the ground and dealt with the woman with all his might. It is conceivable that when a tall man pretends to give up his pistol sincerely, he must have the most powerful weapon by his side.

The blade between the fingers reflects the light of the cold forest, and this small knife, which is mainly characterized by thinness, brittleness and sharpness, is as lethal as the roulette wheel of an industrial cutter when flying in the air, and can effortlessly slit anyone's throat. Many times, the more you don't want to kill too much, the more damned people come up to you to find death, and this tall man is undoubtedly one of them.