Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

Number Zero opened his eyes, his expression as indifferent as ever, as he looked at Number Nine who had already bitten off a piece of flesh from his left hand.

He had no memory of what happened before and didn't understand what happened, but he knew what he should do now.

With a direct kick, Number Nine flew backwards again. Seeing that there was a piece of flesh missing from his left forearm, Number Zero's eyes narrowed slightly and he touched the missing piece of flesh on his right shoulder.

He could feel the blood circulating rapidly in his body, and he could also feel the wound tissue repairing itself.

"Roar!"

Number Nine attacked again, his figure was like lightning, and he opened his bloody mouth.

Zero was still feeling the condition of his body until Nine got in front of him. Zero moved and dodged Nine's pounce.

"Now you have ended up like this." A voice came from behind Number Nine.

Number Nine turned around suddenly, but did not see Number Zero.

And from his side, another flying kick sent him flying away. Looking at his flying figure, there was no fluctuation in Zero's eyes.

But at this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of well-being, without any sequelae, as if he had recovered, except...

"Zero?" A voice came into Zero's ears, and it seemed a little familiar.

He looked up and saw Yun Yang not far from him. Not only that, there seemed to be quite a few people here. His brain began to analyze and construct the scene.

He knew what he should do the first moment: kill!

So Zero didn't care about Nine's current situation. He realized that although his body no longer had the aftereffects of the experiment, something still seemed wrong.

His heart seemed to be beating too fast.

However, Zero’s idea was very good, but Yun Yang stopped him with a sword.

However, Zero did not stop and continued to rush towards Yun Yang at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Yun Yang looked determined. I am no longer the same person I was before.

His arms were tense, but in just a moment, the long sword was swung out suddenly, creating a sharp sword wind and drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Number Zero lowered his brows, not affected at all. He was very close to Yun Yang. His pupils turned slightly red, and many phantoms appeared in his eyes and brain.

That was the flaw in Yun Yang's sword holding, and how the sword in his hand would attack him next.

Yun Yang's originally determined expression instantly turned into surprise. Zero dodged his sword. Over the past few years, he had practiced sword-swinging hard just to catch up with Zero's sword-swinging speed.

He originally thought that even if his speed was not as good as Zero's, it should not be much different. However, Zero taught him a lesson again today with his own speed.

Zero grabbed Yun Yang's wrist. The battlefield changed rapidly. Stunned? That's enough to kill you!

Zero did not kill Yun Yang, but he snatched Yun Yang's sword and kicked him out.

Looking at the sword in his hand, what a good sword, he thought of Chen Ling. That sword should be with the British royal family now.

"You are much weaker than before."

Yun Yang fell to the ground and spit out blood. His body was not as resistant as that of an experimental subject.

When I heard Zero's words, there was still a hint of disbelief in my eyes. Why?

"Roar!"

The voice from behind sounded again. Zero made a sword flower in his hand and looked at Yun Yang covering his chest. He lost sight of the important things and pursued the speed of swinging the sword. At that time, you had already fallen behind.

Zero raised his sword and flicked it, a soft sound of sword ringing was heard. The dust and smoke still covered the field, and the speed behind him was approaching him.

"You're going the wrong way."

The moment the words fell, a silver-white trajectory emerged. In Yun Yang's eyes, the sword cut through the dust and smoke, and almost cut off No. 9's head.

It was a close call. Number Nine's eyes were dull, but perhaps his body subconsciously moved. He touched his neck and found coagulated blood.

The next moment, a sword as light as the wind surged in Zero's hand, but then the sword technique changed, and blood bloomed wherever the tip of the sword reached.

"Crack, uh!" Number Nine stepped back. He couldn't understand that he would die again today, at the hands of the same person!

Zero's sword technique at this moment was the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords. The core of the Thirty-Six Swords was cunning, cleverness and uniqueness, which he only understood after the fight with Yun Yang.

The sword was really a good sword, it could cut through iron like mud. It cut off Nine's right shoulder, but he still rushed towards Zero.

If you don't know whether you are alive or dead, you will really die. The sword in the hand of Zero was inserted into the mouth of Nine, where an unknown liquid was flowing, at an extremely tricky and mysterious angle.

The sword went straight through, and then Number Zero turned the sword. A creepy sound was heard, Number Zero drew out the sword, and Number Nine fell to the ground.

He looked at Number Nine's still twitching body, with a puzzled look in his eyes. He remembered what Number Two had said to him.

"You think! You think your life is under your control! You think your body is at your disposal! Hahaha..." Number Two's weird laughter sounded, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Everyone has a life!" Number Two cried and gritted his teeth, his unwillingness revealed.

There were traces of tears on her face, and a sudden look of cruelty appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Why was I born with this fate? Why was I born without anything that belongs to me?!"

Number Zero remained silent. At that time, he just thought that Number Two was going crazy again. After all, as everyone knew, none of the experimental subjects of the Hand of God were normal people.

But when No. 2 saw No. 0's expression, she laughed: "Hehe...Hehe..."

There is indifference, sadness and even resentment in your eyes. You are also a pitiful person as you stare at Zero in a daze.

Just for a fabricated plan, they were trained to the point where they no longer had any emotions. Tools? They were all tools!

"It doesn't make sense... It really doesn't make sense..." She muttered to herself, unable to let it go.

“Why is our life determined by others? Why can’t we control our own life? Even our bodies are not spared after death.”

.....

"Bang!!" A huge gunshot resounded through the sky.

Number Zero did not use his sword to block because he recognized the sound of Barrett's gunshot. He dodged, but Number Nine was hit directly by Barrett's bullet.

Zero withdrew his gaze and looked in the distance. He found the sniper in the dark at just one glance, but he did not intend to look for him.

Because his heart was really a little abnormal. Looking at Yun Yang standing aside, for the first time ever, he did not choose to take action, but threw the sword to him.

He took off the mask and looked at the ghost face mask. There was blood on the mask and it emitted a foul smell. He stared at it for two or three seconds and finally came to an answer: this mask was really ugly.

He threw away the mask because it smelled really bad, like something...

He left, and before leaving he met Rosaline and Gin, but he didn't care about them. He walked out and no one stopped him.

Rosaline was too nervous at the moment, fearing that Zero would turn around and hit her on the head.

Gin felt a little depressed. How could Zero appear here?