Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

The expression of jealousy became extremely excited. At this moment, he fell into the ultimate excitement, forgetting the injuries on his body and the fact that he had fallen into the hands of the organization.

Blood continued to drip from the wound to the ground, but Jealousy seemed to be unaware of it, and kept saying that he was here and the whiskey was here.

On the other side, after hearing what Envy said, everyone quickly cheered up.

After working hard for so long, I finally waited for the real big fish.

For a moment, many people looked like sharks who had smelled blood.

Bishop Campbell?

Hearing this title, something flashed through Whiskey's mind. He immediately switched the contact channel and gave a reminder to Toru Amuro, who was standing on the deck at the moment:

"Bourbon, next, don't speak."

Hearing the reminder of whiskey, Toru Amuro, who was already tense, became more and more wary of his surroundings.

"Whoo~"

Along with an inaudible sound, Toru Amuro discovered that fog began to form around the freighter.

The fog was very hazy at first, with a thin layer like a veil of moonlight, but soon it became thick, almost to the point where humans and animals were indistinguishable from a meter away.

Brandy's expression, which was still soaked in the river water, suddenly became solemn.

Except for Gin, all the snipers at various sniper points frowned.

"Ding bell~"

A crisp ringing of bells rang from his ears, and Toru Amuro was shocked. He immediately looked up following the sound, only to see a figure in a white robe, with black hair and purple eyes appearing in the thick fog in the distance. The strange boy.

The young man looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes showed the maturity and stability of forty or fifty years old. At the end of a strand of black slightly curly long hair that stood vertically on his chest, a dark gold bell with an inscription was following him as he moved. And make a crisp sound.

The sound of the bell should have been very soft, but at this moment it was very penetrating.

Everyone in the mist heard it.

After seeing this boy in white robe who was obviously no ordinary person, Toru Amuro realized that there was no movement around him except the sound of bells.

It was as quiet as if he and the white-robed boy in front of him were the only two people left in the world.

Smelling the strong aura of danger, Toru Amuro was shocked and immediately wanted to distance himself from the white-robed boy, but found that he could not move at all in the fog.

At this moment, his legs were as if they were filled with lead, and they were so heavy that he could not even move his toes. He could only watch helplessly as Bishop Campbell, who must be what Jealousy was talking about, walked step by step in front of him.

Another member of the mysterious side.

It seems that Bishop Campbell's ability should be to release fog. When in the fog, his limbs and torso will be frozen, and only his head can move.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro began to worry about the young Tamor.

I don’t know how wide the fog is and whether it will affect Hiro.

In front of Gene Campbell, Amuro Toru didn't show it on her face, but in her heart she started to worry about the young Tameren sincerely.

At this time, suddenly there was another footsteps.

Hearing the slightly staggering footsteps, Toru Amuro realized that the owner of the footsteps must be the jealous who was laughing so crazily just now.

Sure enough, Envy staggered out of the thick fog, clutching the wound on his shoulder.

Blood was dripping down the wounds on his body, but Toru Amuro, who was not far away, keenly noticed that the wounds on Envy were healing at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Although there was no bandage, the bleeding volume of Envy was obviously much slower than before.

You know, it was a wound pierced by a sniper rifle. Without any treatment, it was impossible to have such an obvious effect of slowing down the bleeding in such a short period of time.

When he saw the purple-eyed boy in a white robe, Jealousy lowered his head slightly in respect, and then raised his head again after the other party waved his hand.

His eyes were cold and expectant as he looked at Toru Amuro, who was standing there unable to move, and his tone was equally cold and very sure:

"Bishop Campbell, with this person as a threat, Whiskey will definitely show up."

At this time, both of them knew that the cardboard box Amuro Toru was holding was the target of their mission - the SS-level decoding equipment that they had gone to great lengths to steal from the black organization.

But now, no one takes a second look.

Because in their opinion, compared with whiskey, this SS-level decoding equipment, no matter how expensive it is, can't compare to the weight of a whiskey.

Feeling the limbs that were still unable to move, the look on Amuro Toru's face became more and more indifferent.

"Where's the whiskey?"

Looking at Toru Amuro, who had been trying to struggle, and all the muscles in his body were straining, Keen Campbell asked in a cold and ethereal voice.

Toru Amuro's head buzzed, and he subconsciously wanted to answer the other person's question, and then suddenly recalled Whiskey's special reminder not long ago.

‘Bourbon, next, don’t speak’

Then, he bit the tip of his tongue directly, and the stimulating pain suddenly made Toru Amuro break away from Gene Campbell's mental hypnosis.

Ok?

Campbell watched Toru Amuro's eyes suddenly regain their clarity, and he felt a little interested in Toru Amuro.

As expected of Whiskey's subordinate, he was able to escape his mental hypnosis.

Campbell, who was interested, continued to ask a few more questions, but Toru Amuro still didn't say a word, which made Campbell's interest suddenly disappear and his face became unhappy.

"Bishop, Whiskey should also be in this thick fog. We just need to gather all the members of the Crow together and threaten this kid's life. We don't have to worry about him not showing up."

Seeing that Toru Amuro remained silent, his jealous eyes flickered slightly and he gave Gene Campbell a suggestion.

Seeing Campbell nod slightly, Envy took out a dark red metal whistle from his pocket. Along with the harsh and long whistle, Amuro clearly heard the sound of footsteps starting to move, either far or near.

Unseen by Amuro, the church members who participated in the escort mission walked out from various places one by one, heading towards the place where the organization members were scattered with clear goals.

Hidden compartments on the freighter, on the deck shrouded in thick fog, in the quiet docks, in the cabins of several similarly sized freighters next to the freighter, and in the inconspicuous gaps where countless containers are stacked on the flat area by the river.

Zhufu Jingguang, who was also shrouded in mist, but slightly thinner, looked at the church members walking vaguely in the mist, trying his best to pull the trigger on his fingertips, but he was still unable to do so.

One person, just one person, put many elites in the organization into such a desperate situation that they didn't even have the power to fight back.

The people on the mysterious side were indeed scarier than he knew.

There was darkness in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, and his expression became calmer. This was the second time he had seen the mysterious ability of the remnants of the church.

However, seeing this scene, Zhu Fu Jingguang was not only afraid of these people, but also had a deeper understanding of the terrifying degree of whiskey.

The remnants of the church today can cause such a huge storm. The church in its heyday must have been even stronger than it is now.

However, such a powerful church was eventually destroyed by Whiskey.

Mentioning this matter before, Zhu Fu Jingguang was more afraid of the fact that Whiskey almost killed the church with the help of MI6, and then swallowed up all the territory, power and most of the assets of the church.

Let’s make a key point and borrow the help of MI6.

This means that what Zhu Fu Jingguang is more concerned about is actually the fact that an official organization of the country like MI6 can be deceived by whiskey.

The official intelligence organization cultivated through the efforts of the entire country enjoys a high reputation around the world.

A lot of manpower and material resources were spent on cleaning up the dark forces' churches, but the result was nothing, and they served as a wedding dress for the black organization.

But now, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who has truly seen a corner of the church's power and doesn't know every step of Whiskey's destruction of the church, suddenly realizes.

He had fallen into a deep misunderstanding.

That was when the church was at its peak, and at its peak, even the organization had to avoid its edge, not even daring to take risks.

If the people in MI6 really had that ability, how could they allow the church to grow so big?

Zhu Fu Jingguang previously believed that in the matter of the destruction of the church, Whiskey's horror was more reflected in his calculations against MI6. The church would be destroyed mostly because Whiskey borrowed the power of MI6.

But now, he clearly realized that the most fundamental reason why the church fell was actually whiskey, and it was whiskey's terrifying ability to make every plan.

As for whose hand it is borrowed from, it doesn't actually matter.

MI6 can do it, but other forces can actually do it too.

The reason why MI6 was chosen for whiskey was probably because MI6 was the most suitable one at that time.

If there were another force, Zhu Fu Jingguang believed that the church would also end up destroyed.

The church members hiding in the dark came out in droves, but Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Even if the organization is in dire straits now, the church people have the absolute upper hand.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang inexplicably believed that the organization would be the winner in the end.

In its heyday, the church could not escape the end of destruction at the hands of Whiskey. Now it is just a group of bereaved dogs running around in the hands of Whiskey. How can it possibly defeat Whiskey?

the other side,

In the spacious and well-sealed cockpit, Whiskey, who was highly trusted by Zhu Fu Jingguang, heard the whistle equally clearly through the headset.

There was no trace of nervousness on his body, his expression was as cool and indifferent as usual, and he was playing with the detonator in his hand very leisurely.

five four three two one…

When the countdown of numbers that he didn't know when to start in his heart reached one, Whiskey stood up from the comfortable chair, and when his feet touched the ground, he spoke out the last number unhurriedly:

"zero."

As the words fell, it was Whiskey's left thumb that pressed the detonator at the same time.

The loud explosion shook the entire freighter where Toru Amuro was, and even the freighter next door where the whiskey was was affected.

Feeling the violent shaking under his feet, Campbell frowned slightly. The shock caused by the explosion made his body a little unstable.

"The action begins."

Gin's cold voice came from the public communication channel that had become quiet as the thick fog filled the air.

As Gin finished speaking, a bullet suddenly struck from a distance, passed through the fog with a diameter of more than two kilometers, and accurately shot through Kean Campbell's right leg.

When the specially prepared bullet penetrated Campbell's right leg, it directly exploded into pieces that were difficult to piece together.

With a high status in the church, even a cut on his hand would be greeted by a group of people. Campbell, who had lived a pampered life even if the church fell, experienced for the first time what heartbreaking pain was.

At this moment, he didn't have the mysterious image he had just in front of Toru Amuro. He collapsed directly to the ground, holding his bloody leg and wailing uncontrollably.

Jealousy watched this scene with horror. He never thought that the high-ranking bishop in the church would one day end up like this.

This day has come so quickly.

逃—

Realizing the terror of the enemy, Jealous immediately abandoned Bishop Campbell who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He raised his feet and planned to walk to the edge of the deck, preparing to jump into the river to escape like before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, he was kicked down by a leg that suddenly came across from under his feet.

When he raised his eyes, the murderous Champagne showed him a slightly twisted and terrifying expression.

"Impossible...how could you..."

Jealousy's eyes widened, with a look of horror and disbelief.

Champagne didn't talk too much, and he wasn't interested in explaining to his opponent the defeated opponent.

With one strike of the knife, Jealousy was knocked unconscious to the ground.

After finishing the chopping, Champagne stood up, glared at Toru Amuro fiercely, and then joined in the one-sided massacre of church members by organization members.

Fierce gunfire rang out again, and the bodies of church members appeared in various shapes and postures near Dolan Pier.

The originally thick fog gradually dissipated as Keane Campbell fell into coma.

After soaking in the water for more than an hour, Brandy finally waited for the time to go ashore.

Climbing up the rope ladder to the deck of the freighter, the brandy dripping from head to toe was like a water ghost coming ashore.

Then, as soon as he climbed onto the deck, he bumped into another fellow sufferer, Champagne.

Seeing Champagne looking at him with a particularly cold look, and looking like a thousand-year-old resentful ghost with air-conditioning sizzling all over his body, Brandy immediately shivered in fright.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uninterrupted sound of "ah chirp, ah chirp".

It didn't take long for the church members hiding near Duolan Pier to be hunted down by members of the organization.

The thick fog dispersed, and the sky began to glow with light.

With murderous intent all over his body, Gin first glanced at Bourbon, who was still standing on the deck holding the carton, and then focused on Keen Campbell and Envy, who were still lying unconscious on the deck.

Mixed among the members of the organization, Rum, who had changed his fake skin, looked at the only two survivors left alive this time, his eyes constantly wandering.

He was also quite interested in the mysterious side.

Suddenly, the sound of a propeller came from far away.

The members of the organization with keen eyes and ears immediately looked up. In the shimmering sky, armed helicopters with FBI logos were flying towards them.

At the same time, hundreds of vehicles surrounded Duolan Pier from all directions, and a large number of FBI got out of the vehicles.