Alien Executioner

Anya shook her head, afraid that this thought would really come up.

"The lock is stuck? How could it be stuck?" Sister Tang was confused.

Glancing at An Xin's nonchalant look, Anya finally couldn't maintain her cold expression and angrily shouted: Jin

"How should I know?"

"Miss, you feel like you've been fooled." Sister Tang was happy.

Then she closed her mouth and saw the warning in An Xin's eyes.

As expected, Anya was under her sister's control from beginning to end. She probably didn't fall asleep at all. When her sister left the bed, she was still expecting some surprise for her.

Poor Anya has been played around with without even realizing it, and all the conditions for her to fight back were created by her sister.

Sister Tang sighed in her heart, perhaps the happiest thing is this, even if it is a monster that can go crazy at any time, even if it suffers too much loneliness, it is accompanied by the love that is regarded as the only one. Only at this time, the monster with a lonely and crazy heart will show weakness and lose any vigilance. (

She suddenly remembered what a book once said: Even a devilish girl would become a fool with no IQ when she was with the one she loved the most. But once she lost everything again, no matter how much happiness she had gained in the past, she would retaliate a million times.

The originally empty heart is gradually filled with warmth, more and more, expanding like a balloon, but when it is lost, it does not shrink like a balloon, and becomes a more terrifying emptiness than before.)

Even if it destroys the whole world.

An Xin...hasn't she ever thought about this level?

Sister Tang watched the sisters quarreling. The younger sister accused the older sister without reason, while the older sister gently defended herself. It was like a couple flirting. The weaker one enjoyed the lover's gentle love under the indulgence of unreasonable behavior, while the stronger one also hoped that the other party could get more favor.

Damn it, she thought.

This world was simply created for them. They are the biggest monsters, the most unique and the loneliest.

Destined to go against one's own family.

Chapter 523: Fight among Ghosts (Part )

Next to the alley, the "man" smoking a cigarette has eyes as big as copper bells, wearing a long black trench coat and a top hat, just like an old gentleman in a movie.

He stared at the pedestrians passing by the alley, looking at them without concealing his presence, which made everyone feel disgusted and quickened their pace to move away from this strange man.

"Mad man." Passersby were surprised and ran away without looking back.

"Hey hey hey..."

The gentleman smiled foolishly, and his laughter without reason attracted more puzzled looks. He didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

He squatted on the ground and smoked one cigarette after another, smacking the taste in his mouth, his face full of enjoyment.

His eyes lit up and he saw Gu Zhilan and An Xiao passing by in the crowd. He quickly stood up and followed them.

"Why are there so few people in the flower shop recently?" Under the cover of the crowd, An Xiao held Gu Zhilan's hand.

Gu Zhilan knew that she knew everything through her brother An Ran, and she did not hide it:

"The flower shop has always been like this. The aliens in the flower shop only appear in very rare cases. Most of them live a very peaceful life, except for... Naya, your brother."

"So what are you going to do? Stay in the flower shop forever? I heard from my brother that you are very important to the flower shop. Will you never be able to leave?"

Gu Zhilan didn't know how to answer this question. She was a little angry at An Ran's mental disorder. He told her sister everything. Is it okay to tell her this? But in the end, this was a fact. She had to face it sooner or later. There was no way to avoid it.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I don't think it's that important." An Xiao snorted, "I'm just worried about you. You're not in a good position in the Countermeasures Bureau, and you're completely constrained by the flower shop. You haven't even been nominated as an outstanding executive yet."

"I don't care about promotion or anything."

"It's okay if you can't be nominated. You may be my subordinate in the future." An Xiao led her through the crowd, her smile so optimistic and lively:

"In this case, I will be your superior, and you will have to obey me unconditionally. I will nominate you as my adjutant or assistant, and I will see you every day. What do you think of that?"

"See me every day?"

"Don't be like my old brother with an expressionless face. Smile a little. Let me see your smile." An Xiao looked at Gu Zhilan seriously and waved his fingers in front of him.

"If you don't like to laugh, then I won't laugh either. That's boring, isn't it? You're like this in Atlanta Academy. When I see you, I always think of my brother. You're both taciturn and always have a stern face. He's a cold, expressionless handsome guy, and you're just a three-nothing puppet beauty."

She stopped at the traffic light at the intersection. Behind her stood a group of pedestrians waiting for the green light. Two dazzling girls stood at the front. The slightly taller girl was talking incessantly, while the other expressionless girl lowered her head as much as possible.

Gu Zhilan felt several gazes behind her, and she was no longer as timid as before. She found that with An Xiao around, she could get used to the attention.

Maybe this is what security is, she thought.

If it were the case in the past, she would never walk in front of the crowd. She would hide in the flow of people and slip away quietly before any gaze fell on her.

"Facial paralysis is a disease and needs to be treated."

"Just getting used to it."

"It's not about getting used to it, it's just helpless, just like my silly brother, who is very self-righteous and feels that he is very lonely. Telling the truth will only hurt the friends or relatives around him. In fact, he never thought that the reason why friends are friends and relatives are relatives is because they can tolerate each other."

"Tolerance...tolerance?" Gu Zhilan was stunned.

"Yes, what absolute justice is there in this era? Although the executive officer keeps saying that the aliens are absolute enemies and never show mercy, and calls himself a venomous snake... because venomous snakes are cold-blooded animals without emotions, the executive officer is actually not a venomous snake. When facing his old friends, he will still hold back."

An Xiao looked at the countdown of the traffic light across the road and sighed: "When I was in Atlanta College, I was just like other students, adhering to the ideals, but when I really stepped into FACA... Do you know who the alien was that I faced in my first mission?"

"I remember it was a girl, her last name was Liu."

"You really did secretly check my file! I never told anyone." An Xiao gave a wicked smile.

Gu Zhilan's face suddenly turned red, realizing that she had been tricked. In addition to being at Atlanta College, the Countermeasures Bureau had also been quietly paying attention to An Xiao, using the power given by An Ran to secretly check her mission records more than once.

"It was just...an accident." She knew her voice was as light as a mosquito's.

"sorry."

"I don't blame you, why are you apologizing? You're just like my brother." An Xiao was dissatisfied, "You have to apologize for everything. After I found out his identity, he always apologized, as if I was very angry. In fact, I'm still quite happy. I think you are too cute."

This was the first time Gu Zhilan was called cute, and she was a little at a loss as to what to do.

The green light came on, and they followed the crowd across the zebra crossing, but An Xiao deliberately walked very slowly until many people passed them, forming a wall-like shield.

"The girl surnamed Liu is actually our senior from the previous year." An Xiao returned to the previous topic with a serious look in his eyes:

"I like to train alone in the gun class, day after day, until one day she showed up, and we became friends training together. She was reckless and confused, and her shooting always missed by more than five points, so she couldn't graduate at all."

"Senior Liu did not graduate in the end. Perhaps she never thought about graduating. The next time we met was when I was on my first mission. Section Chief Zhou personally led me there. When I saw that senior sister, I never thought she was an alien."

"Is there really an alien species that can't hit the target? That would be terrible." An Xiao's smile suddenly became a little bitter, "In the end, I chose to let her go."

"Let her go? Section Chief Zhou agreed?" Gu Zhilan was surprised.

She remembered looking through An Xiao's mission records, and in the details of the first mission, it was clear that the target of the crusade had died.

"He knew that Senior Liu was my friend at Atlanta College, so he agreed directly. But she didn't survive. She was surrounded and killed by another group of executive officers." An Xiao stopped and looked at her.

"Section Chief Zhou told me that an executive officer shouldn't be a heartless person. If you can't do it... just give up. But the aliens that hurt people must be dealt with anyway. Let others be the executioners, and you just need to pretend that you don't know."

"I'm afraid that in the future, when I face you, I will have to pretend to be completely clueless, but that won't be any easier than killing you with my own hands, so..."

Gu Zhilan stared at An Xiao blankly, watching her stretch out her hand.

"I wish I were a monster too, so I could protect you without any burden."

Chapter 524: Fight among Ghosts (Part )

Gu Zhilan stared at An Xiao in a daze. This was not a line that the third daughter of the An family should have said, but it turned out to be so cool when she said it. This was the real her, the girl who respected her brother and maintained the family's ladylike etiquette. How could she say such cool words?

She felt that she should be a monster, so that she could protect other monsters without any scruples, without being bound by the rules of the Countermeasures Bureau, without having to bear the responsibility of protecting humans, and could relax and have a clear conscience...

This turned out to be the real An Xiao, who didn't care about any responsibilities at all. The reason he wanted to become an executive was to protect the people he wanted to protect.

That's it.

"Good morning, girls..."

Just as Gu Zhilan was about to speak, a not-so-pleasant voice suddenly came from behind her. A strange-looking gentleman was standing under a tree. He waved and called the two of them. When he saw that they had turned around, he put aside his politeness and bowed deeply.

He raised his head, stunned for a moment, and the two girls walked away on their own.

"Do you know him?" An Xiao asked.

"I don't know him. He looks so weird." Gu Zhilan didn't even look back, immersed in the joy of being held hands.

"He looks like an old lunatic. Who can dress so coolly these days? A windbreaker is enough. He looks like an aristocratic gentleman from a movie."

An Xiao was still joking about the old man's attire, "Look, he's wearing a hat. I remember some of the older generations in my family also wore the same thing, but they were all so decadent that they were about to be unearthed, and they could only cling to those memories. Was he calling us just now?"

"A little uncertain." Gu Zhilan lowered her voice.

She glanced back secretly, but there was no sign of the old man. It was not good to talk about someone behind his back.

"I'm going to take a good bath when I get back. Oh, and I've vacated your old room."

"Is... you not welcome me?" Gu Zhilan became nervous.

"No, I just think it's too lonely for the two of us to live in such a big building and have our own rooms." An Xiao saw Gu Zhilan's worry, "So we just live in the same room, it will be more convenient that way."

"it's not good……"

"What's wrong with that? We are all girls, what are we afraid of? Who dares to object?"

An Xiao clenched his fist forcefully, not giving her any chance to refuse:

"Hehe, that's it, don't you want to?"

"No, if the elders of your family knew..."

"I'm not afraid of the old people in the family. That's it. Oh, by the way, your father." An Xiao paused.

She judged whether the other party knew by the change of the other party's face. She remembered that her elder brother once said that Gu Zhilan always thought that her father had passed away. Under An Xiao's secret inquiry, Sister Tang kept reporting on her elder brother's recent situation, including the news that Gu Simiao was still alive.

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I said something wrong." An Xiao already knew the answer.

"Is your mother okay with that?"

"No." Gu Zhilan shook her head. "She was very happy to know that I moved out. She thought I had really grown up, but..."

"but what?"

"It seems like he doesn't want me to be with the An family."

"What's that? She is still my brother and sister's subordinate!" An Xiao was unhappy when he heard this and felt that Li Fei was inexplicable.

A figure suddenly flashed in front of them and stopped them. It was the old gentleman who had just tried to talk to them. He rubbed his hands, his eyes burning:

"You two ladies may as well stay."

They looked at each other.

Gu Zhilan felt that the old man was somewhat familiar. She didn't understand where this feeling came from, but she still looked at him vigilantly.

An Xiao did not hesitate to launch the Devouring Technique in order to tell the other party his identity.

"What's up?"

"Your Excellency the Executive Officer has misunderstood. I am just a painter who lacks inspiration and advocates a clean and pure soul." The old gentleman smiled and showed the bracket in his hand.

He pulled out a drawing board from his chest, and took out a pen from his sleeve, revealing his identity.

"When I met the two of you, I suddenly felt that my soul was sublimated and my inspiration was overflowing. I saw the indestructible friendship and bond between them. I hope to paint with the reference of the two ladies. I wonder if you are willing."

"Artists who block the road and collect money?" An Xiao suddenly realized.

An Xiao heard from his brother that this type of artist is so poor that he has no money and can't create masterpieces. He can only paint small street paintings. But there are too few people willing to paint nowadays. It's not because the level of this type of painting is not high. On the contrary, these street artists have a very good level and can be regarded as masters who have not yet entered the hall. However, the people who paint find it boring and it is better to simply take a photo. ⒌

But it was the first time that An Xiao had seen a painter blocking his way. He blinked his eyes curiously, looking eager to try.

"Let's give it a try." She asked Gu Zhilan for her opinion. "It's still early, so it shouldn't take long."

"It won't take too long, it won't take too long, ten minutes will be enough!" The old gentleman couldn't wait, his fiery eyes seemed to be sizing up a pair of beautiful works of art.

"Ten minutes?" Gu Zhilan questioned.

"Ten minutes? What kind of master? A speed painter?" An Xiao was also shocked. "Don't tell me you're an abstract painter."

"No, no, please trust my writing skills, ladies!" The old gentleman said confidently, "I have been doing this for nearly 30 years, so I have a lot of experience. If it takes more than ten minutes, I won't charge you!"

"So you want more money!" An Xiao subconsciously touched his pocket, thinking that the other party was robbing him in another form.

The old gentleman was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Hey girl, of course you have to charge money, you have to fill your stomach to realize your dream."

"You have been painting for thirty years, so you must have a lot of money, right?" An Xiao put away the Devouring Weapon and still looked at the old man suspiciously.

"Besides, why haven't I seen you before? When did Huacheng have a painter like you?"

"I just arrived and I paint for powerful gentlemen. A wealthy man named An invited me. I think... his name is An Mochen. Oh yes, that's the eldest master of the An family. It's so easy to make money from rich people." In order to gain trust, the old gentleman moved out of the An family.

Gu Zhilan leaned closer and whispered, "Does your father like portraits?"