Alien Executioner

Facing Sister Tang’s boasting, Xu Sinuo looked at her as if she was a fool, but soon she smiled and picked up her cell phone.

"Let's go," she said.

"Have you charged your phone?" Sister Tang reminded.

Xu Sinuo slapped his forehead and almost collapsed on the bed:

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, I had so much fun playing Spatula last night that after losing five games in a row I was so angry that I turned off my phone and went to sleep."

Sister Tang also slapped her forehead and sighed.

Xu Sinuo turned on the screen of his mobile phone, saw that the battery level was less than 10%, and without further explanation, he connected the charger.

They didn't mind waiting for another ten minutes, and Xu Sinuo closed his eyes and recalled what happened last night.

She didn't forget to charge her phone because she was too tired from playing games all night, but because of that weird dream.

A nightmare that can make you feel tired at any time and comes suddenly without any warning.

Chapter 207: Half-face Madness (Part )

When the two were about to leave the FACA building, Xu Sinuo stopped and stood at the door as if stunned.

"What's wrong?" Sister Tang looked at her and asked with concern.

"It seems like I forgot to bring something." Xu Sinuo said as he remembered, "It's Devouring Wu."

"We're just going out for breakfast, there's no need to bring the Devouring Weapon." Sister Tang thought this was a bit exaggerated.

"If the executive loses his Devouring Weapon, it would be like a poisonous snake losing its fangs!" Xu Sinuo walked back quickly.

……

In the Equipment Department's office of the Logistics Department, the middle-aged man who was the head of the Equipment Department raised his head and glanced at the girl.

"Your Devouring Martial Arts bracelet?"

Hearing that Xu Sinuo was here to get the Devouring Weapon, the man took great care. Facing the girl who was personally taken care of by Director An Ran, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He was carefully checking the files on the computer, and the sounds of keyboard and mouse could be heard continuously.

"I'm looking for your Devouring Weapon... I found it. It's in the A5 advanced storage room on the seventh floor. Do you know where the storage room is? At the end of the passage, turn right three times. I'll give you this key. Remember to go quickly and come back quickly."

Xu Sinuo took the key and expressed his confusion:

"Why is my Devouring Weapon in the storage vault?"

"It's like this. Four days ago, Atlan College organized a tour, and we took out many high-level Devouring Martial Arts bracelets for those students to see."

The department head explained without even looking up:

"And your Devouring Weapon is the rarest type of possessed Devouring Weapon, and it is the only one that has been improved, so it is worth viewing. After the viewing event that day, your Devouring Weapon was also put into the storage."

"I have never been to the storage vault. Can... you let someone go with me?" Xu Sinuo said, "It must be very complicated inside. I can't guarantee that I can find the Devouring Weapon in the fastest time."

"You look like you're in a hurry." The head of the department nodded, his eyes still on the computer.

"Ah."

"Of course, if you need anything, just tell me." The middle-aged man told her, "When you get to the A5 storage vault, just find the administrator, but... I want to ask, you are going out now, right?"

"Yes." Xu Sinuo nodded and admitted, "But this is my personal matter."

"It's none of my business what you're going to do, but I have to report it to the minister, but it doesn't affect you."

"Report it?" Xu Sinuo didn't think he needed to ask the logistics department to pay so much attention to it.

"It's just Director An Ran's instructions."

……

Next to the A5 Premium Storage, the interior of the A4 Premium Storage was pitch black, with all the lights turned off.

Wang Feng walked in in the dark reluctantly and accidentally bumped into an instrument, causing a loud rumbling noise.

"Be careful, Wang Feng."

In the darkness, a voice casually reminded, but Wang Feng ignored the voice and walked towards the deepest part step by step next to the exquisite closet where the Devouring Martial Arts was stored, not forgetting to light a cigarette for himself.

The light from the lighter dispelled the darkness and illuminated the figure's face.

"Why do you always call me to this place?" Wang Feng took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and looked at the black shadow.

"If you have something to discuss in person, why not come to my research department, where we can enjoy beer and roast duck."

"Besides the director's office, this is the only place that is not under surveillance." The man said calmly, "I don't do anything ridiculous that requires taking risks. Your taste has deteriorated after not seeing you for a few months."

"I am poor. That woman seems to know my identity." Wang Feng complained. "Even with An Ran's help, she still keeps cutting the funding for the research department. We can only replace the red wine with beer. Damn it."

"Are you sure you're not the one who's always stealing funds? You're always the same. You deserve to be suspected."

"Don't say that. You are still alive. The world is really unfair." Wang Feng smiled, "You bastard."

"hehe."

"Tell me why you came to see me this time, but I don't think it's a good thing."

"I heard that she gave you a bottle of blood of the ancient god."

"You are well-informed, but you are late." Wang Feng shrugged, flicked away a piece of cigarette ash, and stared at him.

"I have used it all up. You can no longer become a Favored One. Favored Ones have become history in this world."

"I have no interest in becoming a follower. I'm just curious about what you used the blood of the ancient gods for."

"Damn it, your way of reminiscing is really unique." Wang Feng looked at the expressionless man, "Do I need to tell you? You should have been eliminated in this game. Except for me, no one knows that you are still alive."

The man was silent for a long time. He did not deny what Wang Feng said. He walked to a wall of closets and raised his head.

His eyes rested on the SS22 label, and I wonder what he was thinking.

"This is the devouring weapon you used before. I picked it up from District 9 myself." Wang Feng walked up to him.

"You told me that a year ago." The man finally showed a bitter smile on his face.

"Every time you look at it, I will tell you. We are brothers after all." Wang Feng bumped his shoulder against the man's. As the director of the scientific research department and a popular figure, his face looked a little vulgar.

"Who is your buddy?" The man looked at him with disgust. "Let alone your alien identity, you are only a dozen years older than my daughter."

“How heartless.”

"You haven't told me about the bottle of blood of the ancient god." Scar

"I used it on Wu Pingping, hoping she could bring about a miracle." Wang Feng sighed, "I heard from Li Yun that she was defeated by Nia in seconds, which surprised me."

"There's no benefit in provoking that monster."

"Of course I know that even if Wu Pingping becomes a true follower, she cannot defeat Naya, but I just hope to hurt her and get some black blood." Wang Feng said, "You have been hiding for so long, you should know what happened in Shenjiang." ⒐

"Deep River Monster?" The man frowned. "It's been a while, the heat is almost gone, but there are still many fishing teams on the riverside dreaming of becoming famous."

"If I say that the monster is Naya, what would you think?"

The man lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and told him:

"It's unexpected, but not unacceptable. I know you caught a shark that looks like Banshang in that river."

"To be precise, it is a shark that has eaten black blood, and the black blood comes from Naia." Wang Feng looked back at the door, as if he had forgotten to close it.

He paused for a moment and then told the man:

"Cage finally let go and told us what happened that night. In short, Naya has the ability to fight Shang."

"Then why don't you bet on Naya?" The man was puzzled, "Lure her to kill that Shang, instead of... pinning your hopes on Wu Pingping."

"If Naya wins, do you want her to eat Shang and become an even more terrifying monster?"

"You think she's crazy?"

"If, in the end, she is not crazy, then the world is crazy."

Chapter 208: Half-faced Madness (VIII)

"Bullshit."

The man didn't care about Wang Feng's opinion. His body exuded an inexplicable smell of antiquity, like an old tree in its twilight years. Every word he said seemed very cold, but this coldness was uncontrollable, like a dead person.

"Wang Feng, I don't care about any of your choices." The man said indifferently:

"But I have to remind you that sometimes it's not necessary to take such a long detour. I know what kind of person you are. Since killing that Shang is your goal, you must do whatever it takes."

"I also know what kind of person I am. Maybe in the past, I would have considered taking advantage of Naya."

Wang Feng did not dare to show weakness, he told the man calmly:

"I used to be fearless. I would do anything to achieve my goal, just to avenge her... But time always calms a person's heart, extinguishes the anger, and makes me less reckless. Now my goal is not only to kill that Shang and avenge my sister, but also to protect my retreat. I also want to live well."

"You're more human than I am."

"Maybe you are no longer a human being." Wang Feng was silent for a while. "I feel that you are very dangerous. Although you have not taken any action, I can sense that your heart has changed. You are no longer the former head of the Operations Department."

"I'm surprised you think this way. No wonder your two brothers are not as good as you." The man sneered, "So they are all dead."

"what do you mean?"

"Of course I mean it literally. What do you think I came here for? Do you really want to chat with you about family matters?"

"Is it...what happened last night?" Wang Feng was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

"I thought you were drinking alone last night. The sad memories have swallowed up your lion heart and almost rotted you completely."

"What happened last night?" Wang Feng lowered his voice. "I was in the underground scientific research department at the time, but Ling had completely rejected all my permissions, including gray permissions. I knew nothing about what was happening outside."

“It rained heavily yesterday.”

"What exactly do you want to say? What does it mean that my two younger brothers are dead?" Wang Feng forced himself to stay calm.

The man looked at Wang Feng and deliberately softened his tone. Facing Wang Feng's clumsy disguise, he tried to bury the excitement and panic in his heart with calmness, and felt a little amused.

He lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist:

"Wang Qi, who made a deal with that old man, is dead. He should have been thrown into the Shenjiang River. As for Wang Chen... Hehe, last night, the An family was conducting an experiment on the blood of the ancient god in the East City District. A commando team composed of bounty hunters sneaked into the East City District and tried to destroy the experiment. However, they didn't expect that the experiment had already been completed. This experiment was just to extract data from the product."

"The fate of this team was just as you expected. They were completely wiped out by those mysterious waiters." The man looked up.

Wang Feng already knew the approximate result. He calmed down and asked calmly:

"Wang Chen is in the team?"

"Correct."

"Why do you know so much?"

"Because I am the employer of the bounty mission..." The man spoke lightly, and was in a trance the next second.

Wang Feng rushed forward and grabbed his collar, his rough force making the man breathless.

"You'd better give me a satisfactory answer. Why do you do this?"

Wang Feng's eyes were completely filled with bloodshot and a layer of mucous membrane composed of phagocytes, making him look like a terrifying beast.

"I thought you would listen to me, you are so impatient." The man smiled slightly, without any panic.

He grabbed Wang Feng's wrist, and with even more violent force, he forced Wang Feng's arm to flip downward, and he fell stiffly to his knees on the ground.

"Your brother is not dead yet, but he is almost dead." The man looked down at Wang Feng who was kneeling on the ground, retracted his smile, and continued to maintain his previous indifference.

"Being caught by the An family servants usually doesn't end well. I didn't expect something like this to happen. It's really terrible, but it has already happened. For the sake of our friendship, I am willing to rescue him."

Wang Feng sensed something was wrong and vaguely realized what the man in front of him was planning. This man should not make such a mistake, just like he died in District 9 by mistake.

This may be a conspiracy, a conspiracy that needs to be avoided.

Wang Feng understood that the man was trying to use him, so he deliberately dragged his brother into it, just for one move.

He sighed, knowing that the man wanted to force himself into the game, which was why he attacked him.

Wang Feng turned around, pretending to be angry and distrustful. In fact, he really began to be wary of this man. After weighing the pros and cons, he stood up and said:

“I hope you can do it.”

"Of course, for my daughter." The man reached out and fixed Wang Feng's glasses on his nose, shrugged.

"Your daughter is fine, there's no need to worry about that. I'm curious about how you got in here?" Wang Feng and the man walked out side by side, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Feng Lin can forge an ID, so why can't I? What's more, my facial recognition is still effective. But what disappoints me is that no one recognized me." The man looked distressed and complained a little.

"I thought you didn't know Feng Lin."