Ninth class citizen

Chapter 159 Taking turns
The target of the two waves of killers was very clear, which was Nan Rong himself.

The Shiloh Xinghua school team and Caesar and his team were all implicated.

From the memories in the killer leader's mind, it can be known that the client should be from a higher star, wealthy and powerful, and most likely has the bloodline of the ancient Ni people.

This is a very special reminder. Since entering the interstellar era, the ancient races of the Federation have been merging with each other and evolving, and the concept of race has gradually weakened, but the Gu Ni people are an exception.

Their population base is extremely small, but they have always insisted on the purity of their bloodline and have even resorted to inbreeding. As a result, over the years, they have developed many special genetic diseases, making them the most unstable gene carrier group today.

However, the vast sea of stars is open and inclusive, and even this closed racial concept can still be recognized.

Therefore, several major families of the Gu Ni clan have always maintained a neither high nor low status in the federation.

But in the Corona War, which was related to the fate of all mankind, no one from the Gu Ni tribe participated.

Nan Rong had never come into contact with this race. Although he did not have any good feelings towards them, he did not offend them either.

So why do these people want to kill themselves?

The only thing that is certain is that the alien monster Jelly Ball is not in the same group with them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown up to remind me.

That was not a dream at all, Nan Rong was very sure.

But she wasn't disappointed that the jelly balls were still there.

No one knows better than her how difficult the endless monsters in the other world are.

As the vanguard sent by the big devil, the jelly balls are definitely not soft persimmons, and naturally they cannot be eliminated so easily.

Crushing the old personal intelligent computer terminal is more of a warning than a test.

Warning the jelly ball and the mastermind who sent it, no matter how many sugar-coated bullets they send, it will have no effect on her.

The blood feud of thousands of comrades lies between her and them, and there is no way that it will be resolved.

Nan Rong sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​spirituality again.

The colorful vortex is still bright and dazzling, and the white jade gate is still tall and straight, heavy and simple, and most importantly, it is closed tightly.

The little man who transformed into Nan Rong used all his strength, pushing, pulling and tugging, but the door did not respond at all.

No response, that's good. It means it hasn't gotten the energy necessary to turn on.

As long as you are careful in what you say and do, don't be tempted by the jelly balls, and stay away from those source energy crystals, you will be safe.

As for those black web killers, whether they are in the same group as Florian before, that is something to be considered later.

Nan Rong could no longer hold on as he felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

"Dear passengers, the spacecraft has just ended its warp flight and the star network signal has been restored. You can leave your fixed seat to rest or eat. The next warp flight will start in 60 minutes."

Before the soft electronic sound faded, Kuroki Shoya had already unfastened his tightly fastened seat belt and jumped up from the recliner.

A long string of messages received during the warp flight entered his personal intelligent computer terminal one after another.

Kuroki Shouya looked at the source of the message. It was forwarded by his own men, and the black network replied.

His subordinate has always been quick and efficient. Normally, he should show up as soon as he leaves the warp speed flight and report the situation directly to him, but there is no sign of him yet.

Forget it, it's the same if I read it myself, and the result won't change anyway. Kuroki Shouya didn't rush to open the message, but grabbed the cup on the fixed rack and poured himself a glass of dark green blood and gall wine.

The fishy and bitter wine entered his stomach and turned into a line of fire that burned upwards, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Very good." He said, "Let me see how ugly the person Melissa likes dies."

This was an additional request he made, which was part of his personal bad taste. He asked those people on the black network to torture and kill Nan Rong and take photos to send over for verification.

He clicked on the message from the black network, but found that it was not an acceptance report sent by the black network, but a notice of failed commission.

The well-known black network organization that took his order was basically wiped out, and the remaining few people unanimously decided to abandon the mission. According to the black network regulations, the full amount of the deposit would be used as pension, and not a single Cowan would be refunded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Wine glasses and bottles shattered one after another, and Kuroki Shoya's angry curses reached outside the second-class cabin.

The subordinate lying outside the cabin door had a sad face. After hesitating for a long time, he tiptoed away, went into the third-class cabin on the lower floor, and directly contacted the head of the Kuroki family.

Then I got another scolding.

"Nonsense! Didn't I tell him not to do anything and come back immediately?" The head of the family said sternly:
"Shoya is still young and ignorant, why don't you try to persuade him? I finally gave in and the Campbell family stopped caring about it, but you are here to make things difficult for me!"

After being scolded, his subordinates were also resentful because their annual bonuses were deducted.

Obviously, he is half a year younger than Master Xiangya!
With the young master's personality, he even dares to disobey the master's words. How can we take him seriously?
Those who bully cattle and horses will be punished sooner or later! Humph!

The seventh star field in the capital star circle, the third-magnitude star Fengshui in the Ziyin galaxy.

As night falls, the centuries-old Hans Manor is decorated with lights and countless new servants, dressed in brand new clothes, rush back and forth in the courtyard that is as bright as day.

A huge holographic projection flashed in the sky, changing into various complex and exquisite patterns.

These patterns are the research results of the laboratory once led by the Hans family, which have been made public over the years.

Many of them have been applied to various aspects of civil and military affairs of Fengshui Third-Class Star.

One delicious dish after another was served in the open-air banquet hall. The well-dressed guests were laughing and chatting with Mr. Miller, the new owner of the manor, about the bright prospects for future cooperation.

Suddenly, a piece of news shocked the whole audience.

"The Star Captain will come to the manor later!"

"Oh my God, is this real?"

"I heard that he wants to personally mourn Mr. Hans and meet with all the investors of the new laboratory!"

"God bless you! Hans Laboratory has always been a project supported by the Star Government. It seems that the new Miller Laboratory will also receive similar preferential treatment!"

"What a wonderful night! Check my appearance and clothes to make sure they are appropriate, so as not to embarrass myself in front of the Star Captain!"

Someone else stood in the shadows and sighed quietly, "In fact, little Alvy's talent is not inferior to old Hans. If he hadn't had genetic degeneration, Miller would never have been able to run the new laboratory."

"What's the point of saying this now? Miller does lack creativity, but he is good at winning people's hearts, which even old Hans can't compare to. It's not a bad thing to follow him."

"But this is a laboratory, not a shopping mall." The person who spoke first sighed and said, "In the end, we still have to look at the research results."

"Hush, they're coming. Congratulations, Mr. Miller!"

(End of this chapter)