Rocot: Reborn

The room fell into a dead silence, with only Roccod's rapid breathing echoing in the air. He stared at the metal box, as if it was the door to hell. Eternal life... What a tempting word, but Roccod knew better than anyone what terrible price was hidden behind it.

The woman's face appeared in his mind, and her smile was like the warm sun in winter, dispelling the haze that had accumulated in his heart for a long time. For revenge, he could give up everything, but she was the bottom line in his heart that could not be touched.

"The right choice..." Roccod repeated the man's words before he left in a low voice, his tone full of bitterness and sarcasm. What is the right choice? Sacrifice your beloved for the so-called "righteousness", or give up the opportunity for revenge for her, or even put her in danger?

He stood up suddenly and kicked the metal box into the corner with a sharp sound. Damn it! Why did it have to be him? Why did fate force him into such a desperate situation?

"Boss, are you okay?" There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then a burly man pushed the door open with worry on his face. He was Roccod's confidant and one of the few people he could trust in the world.

"I'm fine." Roccod took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Is the man surnamed Wang gone?"

"Let's go. Seeing him look so smug, I can't wait to..."

"Shut up!" Rocot shouted, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "If you can't hold your temper, get out of here!"

The burly man was frightened by Rocot's momentum and lowered his head quickly, not daring to say another word. He had followed Rocot for many years and knew the temper of the "King of the Night" very well. He was moody and ruthless, and even he could not easily anger him.

"Go, help me check something." Roccod walked to the window and stared coldly at the brightly lit city below. "I want to know what the Star Group is researching!"

"Yes!" The burly man did not dare to be negligent and took the order and left.

Roccod stood alone in front of the window, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He knew that the Xingyao Group was not a good group, and what they were planning was not just "eternal life". Once this technology fell into their hands, the consequences would be disastrous!

He must stop them, even at the cost of his life!

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As night falls, the city falls into a carnival. With bright lights, wine and women, and a life of luxury, people are immersed in a false prosperity, unaware that a huge crisis is quietly approaching.

Roccod shuttled among the crowd. He was going to meet a person, a key figure who held the core secrets of the Xingyao Group. In order to gain the trust of this person, he had laid a net and even risked his life.

Finally, the target person appeared. He was a short and fat middle-aged man, with a greasy face full of greed and cunning. He was surrounded by a group of scantily clad beauties, hugging them left and right, looking very happy.

Roccod watched all this coldly, his eyes full of disgust and disdain. Scum like this doesn't deserve to live in this world!

He approached the target silently, flicked his fingertips lightly, and a microchip fell accurately into the other party's pocket. This chip will become the key to his control of the overall situation.

However, at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

"It's you?!" Rocot's pupils suddenly contracted, his face full of disbelief.

The person standing in front of him was...

"It's you?!" Rocot almost bit out the two words, his eyes full of disbelief and... a hint of panic that he himself didn't even notice.

The person standing in front of him was the woman he was supposed to have placed in the safe house—Alicia.

She was wearing a plain long dress that didn't fit in with the noisy environment. Her fair face was stained with a little dust, which made her look pitiful. But her emerald eyes were still clear and bright, and she was staring at him without blinking, with some indescribable complex emotions.

Damn it! Why is she here? Is the safe house exposed?

Lokod's mind raced, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and his hand unconsciously reached for the weapon at his waist.

"Lockold..." Alicia's voice was very soft, as if she was suppressing some strong emotions, "It's really you..."

She took a step forward, trying to get closer to him, but Rocot suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Don't come over here!" Roccod's tone was cold, as if he had become a different person. "Why are you here? Who asked you to come?"

Alicia paused, a trace of hurt flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. "I..."

"Speak!" Rocot shouted, the inexplicable feeling of irritation in his heart becoming stronger and stronger.

"I came to find you..." Alicia took a deep breath, as if she had made some important decision, "I know you are doing something dangerous, I can't leave you alone..."

"Danger?" Roccod sneered as if he had heard something funny. "Oh, what do you know? Do you know what I'm doing? How dare you come here?"

"I don't know, and I don't need to know!" Alicia looked him straight in the eyes, her tone firm, "I only know that I can't lose you..."

Her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Roccod's heart hard, causing a crack in his originally hard heart.

He turned his head away, not looking into her clear eyes, and said coldly: "Go away, I don't need you."

"Locked, you..." Alicia wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a sudden commotion.

"Catch him! Don't let him get away!"

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, followed by a chaotic scene.

Roccod frowned, subconsciously protecting Alicia behind him, and looked around vigilantly.

They saw several bodyguards in black running towards them aggressively, and the target they were chasing was the short and fat man who was hugged by people just now.

"Damn it! Why did he get away?!" The short and fat man ran away in panic, cursing, "A bunch of rubbish!"

Roccod noticed that the short and fat man was holding a metal briefcase tightly in his hand, and it seemed that the things inside were very important to him.

"Lockold, we..." Alicia pulled his sleeve, her eyes full of worry.

However, before she could finish her words, Rocot suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her behind him, and whispered, "Hold on to me!"

Before Alicia could react, Rocot pulled her and rushed towards the chaotic crowd without hesitation.

"What are you doing?!" Alicia exclaimed, but was forced to run with him.

Rocot did not answer, but held her hand tightly, his eyes fixed firmly on the short and fat man in front of him who was in a panic.

He felt that a plan was rapidly forming in his mind...