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Chapter 658 Swordsmith

He Ao put the suitcase in Jia Qian's arms beside him, his figure disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of the monster thrown into the corner of the alley in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the monster had just fallen to the ground, lying on the ground in a daze before standing up, He Ao stood in front of his head, suddenly raised his right leg, with his toes over his shoulders, his legs were vertical in the shape of a '1', and then suddenly Chop down.

boom--

Accompanied by a loud noise, the monster's triangular head was hammered back to the ground, shattering the pitted concrete floor again, and splashing several pieces of cement fragments.

The dizzy monster fell into some kind of dizziness again.

He Ao stepped on the monster's head, raised the crutch in his hand, and glanced at the monster's body.

This monster is covered with fine and hard scales, and its energy gathering point is under the thick scales, the deepest part of the body.

The crutch in He Ao's hand is a blunt weapon. Although there is a sharp point at the bottom, it is not sharp enough. Spiritual consciousness can only enhance the original texture and strength of the crutch, but cannot enhance its sharpness.

In this case, either use brute force to attack the same place multiple times, directly forcefully pierce the monster's body with a crutch, smashing its energy gathering point, or high-frequency attacks cause internal injuries to the monster through the conduction of power.

But no matter which method is used, it consumes a lot of power, and the time will be prolonged.

Although Xito's body has been able to withstand super memory with the improvement of martial arts, if he uses super memory for too long, it will still have a relatively large impact on He Ao's state.

And in the very short time when He Ao paused to think about tactics, Isia at the alley seemed to have discovered He Ao's difficulty. , "Mister, knife!"

The folded butterfly knife slashed across the air, making a violent sound of splitting the air.

Ho did not look back, but stretched out his hand,
boom--

He just caught the butterfly knife flying in the air in his hand.

At the same time, he withdrew his foot from the monster's head.

At this time, the monster also recovered from the dizzy state and slowly raised its head.

He Ao gave a thumbs up to Isia behind him with the hand holding the crutch.

Then he jumped up, and the beautiful butterfly knife stretched out in his hand, revealing the sharp blade like the fangs of the night.

Roar--

The monster roared violently, wanting to hit He Ao's body in the air with the sharp awl on its head, but it was too late at this moment, He Ao had already jumped onto its back, and took advantage of the opportunity to take the butterfly knife that had been unfolded in his hand Plug it in.

The sharp blade instantly pierced the monster's scales, piercing into its flesh and blood.

Nice knife!

This time He Ao did not cover the blade with divine consciousness at all.

This knife broke through the powerful armor of this C-rank monster directly and easily.

In fact, when He Ao used this knife to kill Werther last night, he already felt that it was a good knife, but he did not expect that this knife was so sharp.

Accompanied by the sharp pain piercing into the body, the monster shook its body violently, trying to throw He Ao off its back.

Following the shaking rhythm of the monster, He Ao slid the blade downward, cutting more scales and making bigger wounds, and purple blood overflowed from the monster's body.

At the same time, the crutch covered with spiritual consciousness held by He Ao's other hand almost slammed into the monster's severed wound.

The polished crutch pierced into the flesh and blood of the monster like tofu, piercing through the deepest energy core of his body.

In an instant, the body of the monster, which was still shaking violently, froze, its high head drooped, and fell to the ground.

He Ao slowly pulled out the crutch whose crank had been submerged into the monster's body. He did not turn off the super memory at this moment, but was still staring at the monster's body.

A huge, distorted shadow shrouded the monster as if countless souls were stitched together. This seemed to be the monster's 'soul'.

And under He Ao's gaze, this soul didn't dissipate slowly like a normal death, but suddenly shrank, as if being clenched by an invisible palm, and then pulled upwards, disappearing into the void.

In the depths of this void, something 'takes' the monster's soul.

But at this moment, He Ao didn't have time to think about this phenomenon. While looking at the monster's soul, he also threw the butterfly knife out of his hand.

At the moment when the illusory soul was 'taken away', there was actually a black drone rushing out from the alleyway on the other side.

There is a small laser cannon hanging on it. At this moment, the laser cannon has already gathered its brilliance, and it automatically aims at the gimbal and aims the cannon at Isia who is standing by the roadside.

Isia quickly discovered the drone, and seeing the light gathering at the muzzle, she subconsciously pushed Jia Qian away from her.

Her beautiful eyes widened little by little, and her pupils shrank.

The place where her talent is improved is not defense. If this laser cannon hits a vital point, even if she doesn't die immediately, she won't live for long.

boom--

The expected burst of laser light did not appear, and the knife light across the void with the sound of sonic boom pierced the flickering muzzle, pierced the energy core of the drone, and exploded under the dim sky. A shining spark.

At the time of the explosion, He Ao had already walked in front of Jia Qian who was pushed by Isia, reached out to catch Jia Qian, raised his crutches, and hit a piece of the drone part that flew due to the explosion like a baseball. Fly, and slammed into the wall beside him with a bang.

He Ao glanced at Jia Qian in his arms, the little girl was obviously terrified by the scene just now, her eyes were wide open and her eyes were dull, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

"Take a deep breath."

He Ao's tone was low and he said softly.

It wasn't until He Ao's voice rang in her ears that Jia Qian came back to her senses. She took a deep breath, moved her nasal cavity, hugged the suitcase in her hand, raised her head to look at He Ao, and used her belt Said in a slightly choked voice,
"Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm not afraid."

Then she looked down at the wreckage of the drone on the ground, and took another deep breath.

"It's fine."

He Ao stretched out his hand and gently touched his granddaughter's head, then he led Jiaqian towards Isia who was still in shock.

At this moment, the butterfly knife was being nailed to the lamppost by the side of the road, and the entire blade had disappeared into the lamppost, leaving only a small section of the handle exposed.

This is the result of He Ao's control of the strength and the drone bearing part of the strength.

If He Ao had just thrown it harder, the butterfly knife would have pierced through the entire lamppost, flew to the opposite side of the street, and pierced through the glass of the opposite shop.

He Ao let go of Jia Qian's hand, stepped lightly, jumped into the air, and held the exposed small handle of the knife.

Then with his other hand, he pushed the crank handle of the cane against the lamppost for support, and then he slowly pulled the butterfly knife out of the lamppost with the hand holding the knife handle.

Immediately, his body fell and stepped on the ground.

At the same time, his eyes swept around.

Although there was a lot of movement just now, there was basically no one around at this time, only a few shop assistants who were watching the store nearby were attracted by the explosion.

He Ao flipped the palm of his hand, folded the butterfly knife back, and handed it to Isia, "Your knife."

At this time, Isia just woke up like a dream, she looked up at He Ao, "Wait a minute."

Then she immediately turned around, looked at the surrounding people, took out a certificate from her clothes, and unfolded, "FBI, special security drill, please don't get too close, be careful of accidental injury."

Immediately, she took out a few small machines from her pocket, turned her head to look at He Ao, "This is the isolation grating,"

She stretched out her hand, and a laser grating projection appeared in front of her, "Can I trouble you to arrange it?"

"it is good."

He Ao nodded, and took those small machines.

And Jia Qian also came back to her senses, excitedly picked up the grating, and arranged it together with He Ao and Isia.

Soon, the three of them set up a laser barrier around here.

"I have contacted my colleagues and they will be here soon, it may take a while."

Ishia patted her chest, then wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Only now did she have time to gasp, "This is the second closest I've been to death in my life. The last time was last night."

"Looks like they're targeting you."

He Ao glanced at the people who were separated outside the isolation zone, turned his back to the crowd, and said casually.

"It should be," Isia breathed a sigh of relief, "but as you said before, the more excited they are, the more important it is to prove what I found."

"Who is your FBI?"

He Ao asked with some doubts.

"Temporary agents, those who are not on file,"

Ishia smiled, took out the ID and showed it to He Ao, "We don't receive the salary of the FBI, and we don't accept calls from the FBI. The Kaijet Consortium pays all the higher-level employees in the Pollution Cleanup Department We all have this certificate, so that we can temporarily use the FBI's reputation to do things."

Howe glanced at her ID.

This certificate was not the same as that of Ender's official employee before. There was only a simple FBI emblem, Isia's photo, name, and temporary number on it. It looked extremely simple.

"You have a cooperative relationship with the FBI?"

How asked.

"Yes, in fact, this kind of cleanup of cross-city pollution monsters should have been the responsibility of the FBI, but the FBI in such a small city may not even have a C-level one, so it can't deal with the situation of pollution monsters. It’s dangerous to do this kind of thing, and the returns are low.”

Ishia explained, "I heard that the Kaijet Group managed to get Irons out of the way, and obtained a special authorization from the FBI to allow the Pollution Cleanup Division to deal with the pollution monster alone, without the FBI interfering.

"Of course, the last pollution monster cleaned up counts in the FBI's 'performance.'"

No money, no effort, a performance for nothing, it sounds like a 'good thing'.

But in contrast, the FBI actually transferred part of its rights, and to a certain extent was replaced by the Pollution Cleanup Department.

Of course, in the dozen or so cities within the sphere of influence of the Pollution Cleanup Department, the Kaijet Group has actually achieved the achievement of directly controlling the cities, or indirectly controlling the cities together with the local consortium.

Under such circumstances, the KJT Group is fully capable of blindfolding the eyes and plugging the ears of the FBI divisions in these cities.

So for the FBI, they actually have no choice. If they delegate power to the Pollution Cleanup Department, they can at least know some information reported from the Pollution Cleanup Department, and even know some pollution monster intelligence.

But in terms of behavior, the Kaijiete Group has crossed the line.

In most cities controlled by consortia, the FBI maintains its normal functions. Of course, the consortium can find a way to make the FBI turn a blind eye.

But apart from the Kaijiete Group, He Ao has not heard of any consortium that forcibly forced the FBI to cede part of its power.

As a super consortium that has only ranked among the top [-] in the Federation in recent decades, the Kaijiete Group always has the 'overbearing' style of its emerging consortium.

"Has this 'collaboration' lasted long?"

He Ao asked casually.

"Soon, it seems to be the last two years,"

Isia thought for a while, "Originally, the actions of the Pollution Cleanup Department were placed in the open, and the name used was the security company hired by the Kaijiete Group, but the actions in that situation were inevitably a bit timid. Later, I don’t know how the group got Irons over there, so that we can directly act in the name of the FBI.”

"It seems that the Kaijiete Group really attaches great importance to the Pollution Cleanup Department,"

He Ao spread his hand and handed the butterfly knife to Isia again, "Your knife."

Isia glanced at the folded butterfly knife in He Ao's hand, and slowly took it. She smiled and glanced at Jia Qian, "This knife was actually made by my grandfather."

He Ao glanced at her in surprise, and said slowly, "This is one of the best knives I've ever seen."

"thanks,"

Ishia glanced down at the knife in her hand,

"When my grandfather was young, he studied with a wandering swordsmith, but he was coaxed and coaxed back home by his great-grandfather halfway through his studies, and asked him to get married and start a career.

"When he got old, he often mocked himself as a 'half-handed' swordsmith in front of me. Although he was already a well-known master of cold weapons at that time, many extraordinary people came to him to make weapons. My talent sequence , is one of his rewards for building weapons.

"I am her youngest granddaughter. When I was born, he was already very old. After he was 60 years old, he stopped making weapons for people. Instead, he used most of his belongings to buy ready-made materials and made them at home. .

"When I was young, my parents were often not at home, so I was fostered with him all the time. He said that he would create a truly extraordinary 'sword'."

Ishia turned the butterfly knife in her hand and carefully looked at the delicate patterns on it.
"He spent a long time and used up all the materials, and finally made this butterfly knife. He said that he was not good at learning, and he couldn't make the best sword, so he had to settle for the second best sword. knife.

"The knife still didn't live up to his expectations, but he knew it was his limit.

"The handle of this knife is 23.5 centimeters long, the blade is 20.5 centimeters long, and the total length is 44 centimeters. It has two forms,"

Ishia unfolded the butterfly knife with her backhand, revealing the blade with a little bit of cold light reflected inside,
"The first type is the butterfly knife, which can retract the blade, while the second type,"

Ishia reached out and touched a hidden mechanical lever on the handle, and two pins popped out from the bottom of the handle, "It can be connected to a custom-made metal rod through this pin to form a gun or spear .

"My grandfather said that he originally wanted to make a metal pole to go with the butterfly knife, but he died before he even started."

She looked up at He Ao and continued,

"Grandpa gave me this knife before he died. His teacher once said to him, 'A good weapon in the hands of a good person can save countless people, but in the hands of a wicked person, it can also harm countless people. ''The happiest moment for a swordsmith is when he forges a good sword and entrusts it to the right person.'

"My grandfather said he was a half-assed swordsmith, so he didn't have a sword, only this small knife,"

Isia gathered the bottom latch of the handle, folded the blade back into the handle, and handed the butterfly knife in her hand to He Ao, "But he still hopes that I can help this knife find a correct owner."

"It's a good knife and a great value,"

He Ao did not take the butterfly knife, but said slowly, "And I may not be the right person you are looking for."

"Actually, old man, when I saw you last night, when you returned my knife, I felt that you should be the 'right person' my grandpa wanted to find,"

Isia smiled, she didn't persuade He Ao directly, but continued,

"Before this, I always thought that 'K' should be the right person, but he is too mysterious. I have been looking for him for more than a year, but I have not found any trace of him. Fortunately, I met you, "

Ishia turned her head and looked at He Ao, "Old man, you can exert the greatest power of this knife better than me, I believe, you can lead it to the right path better than me, and you saved me twice, Can't my life offset this 'valuable'?"

He Ao still didn't intend to take the knife.

"Old man, do you know why grandpa left this knife to me?"

Ishia glanced at He Ao, then at Jia Qian, "Because he felt that, among all his children and grandchildren, I was the only one who would honor his last wish and give this knife to 'correct 'people' rather than snatching up the knife, or selling it for a good price."

She stared at He Ao, "Old man, this is my grandfather's last wish, and it is also the belief he passed on to me, and I hope I can stick to it, and you need this knife more than I do now."

"I don't know how much longer I can use this knife,"

He Ao finally took the knife. He glanced at Isia, unfolded the butterfly knife, and carefully examined the blade in his hand. "I will contact you when I no longer need this knife."

"it is good."

Isia nodded slightly, she knew that this was already the limit.

She stretched her waist and breathed a long sigh of relief. She glanced at He Ao and smiled, "It feels like a stone that has been pressing on my heart for more than ten years has finally been let go at this moment."

Then she raised her bracelet, glanced at the information on the bracelet, and then turned her head to look at He Ao, "Mr., my colleagues will be here soon, and I asked them to bring over the box containing my black market account equipment." .”

(End of this chapter)