Captain Ghost

Later, the Zijintang was tossed and turned in the hands of various people, perhaps because of the blessing of Feynman’s soul in the sky, it has not fallen down, and it has grown bigger and bigger. The Zijintang has become a beautiful landscape in the gray area. Every generation of suzerain They were all born as killers, but miraculously they did not run this organization until it went bankrupt. Every time the gambling house bet on when Zijintang would fall, it miraculously survived.

But the contradiction will not disappear, and not touching it does not mean it does not exist.

Xinghun and Brad have different positions: Xinghun insists on the independence of Zijintang, while Brad wants to be a lackey of the government.

He doesn't know what the government's lackeys can do, meat and bones are particularly delicious?

It is true that leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade, but handing over the initiative means sticking your neck out and waiting for others to kill you.The power of Zijintang did not take advantage of the state machine. Margaret had already set her eyes on them, but this never meant a compromise. Zijintang had rebellious bones from the moment he was born. At this time, he broke his rebellious bones to face the enemy. Bow down and wag your head like a dog, rather than die with your enemies.

Star Soul's actions seem to be understated, but every effort has been accurately calculated. In the killer period, every mission may have no return, but if one is taken lightly, it will definitely end in death.

He grabbed the man's hand with his left hand like lightning, and folded it towards an unbelievable angle. The man only had time to open his mouth, before his expression became ferocious, and before his voice came out of his throat, his left hand was removed and directly stuffed into his mouth, to taste it for himself. What is the feeling of "can't shout out".Xinghun lifted his foot and kicked his lower abdomen with his toes. The person flew out, drew a parabola in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth—except for his heart, the rest of his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys It had already been shattered by Xinghun's kick.

"You, you..." Before the man could speak, he passed out from the pain.

Xinghun's expression was indifferent, and the golden sunset shrouded his figure. He was standing on this street, and the whole street was empty except for this car and the guilt-faced subordinate standing behind him. Still displaying his own nature, growing vigorously, and not feeling awe-inspiring murderous intent.

The sun fell inch by inch, and the atmosphere became dignified inch by inch. In the end, the air seemed to be unable to breathe. There were large drops of sweat on the foreheads of the men standing behind Xinghun, which fell from the ears and temples and hit the ground, stained with dust. , rolled into light brown beads, like fish eyes.

A figure appeared at the end of the street, and soon, several rows of people stood densely behind that figure, like worker ants going out to find food, walking in unison, clanging and clanging, like old-fashioned trains in various Westworld simulation parks.

The head of the man has blond hair, and his eyebrows lie on his head like caterpillars stained with ink. He has a pair of blue eyes, which are surprisingly blue. Looking at his eyes is like looking at the blue sea and blue sky.Compared with Xing Hun, who is tall and handsome, his muscles are exposed, and he looks stronger and stronger.

"Long time no see, Xinghun." Brad walked over angrily, and stopped a foot away from Xinghun, refusing to move forward.Xinghun doesn't like people getting too close to him, even with familiar partners. Brad has learned his lesson before, so he always remembers to be tactful in subsequent exchanges.At this moment, he wants to kill Xinghun, logically speaking, breaking Xinghun's taboo, and doing things that disgust him can satisfy his heart, but Brad firmly remembers that this person was once a killer, and he is far away from him. Being too close is like putting his life in the hands of the other party. To be able to stand firmly at three meters away, he has exhausted his strength and tried his best to keep his occlusal muscles from twitching.

"It's been a long time indeed. As soon as the so-called observation group left, they hurriedly followed up and sent them off for thousands of miles—what, the terms have been negotiated? Kill me and they will give you all the things in the Purple Gold Hall? I see those people standing behind you The face is very strange, it’s not from Rose Star.” Star Soul’s gaze was like Roentgen’s rays, through Brad’s skin, he could see the bones, see the groveling and flattering people in the crevices of his bones, and see his courage. Not too ambitious, "Is it fun to be the lackeys of the so-called rich and powerful?"

Brad's expression went out of control at that moment, his bite muscles twitched a few times, his face was sullen, and he pulled two to five to eighty thousand, trying to overwhelm Xinghun in terms of momentum, even his slightly bent spine was caught by him Forcibly straightened, and spoke again, his nose sprayed white steam like an old scalper: "What do you know? If you want Zijintang to continue to live, you have to cooperate with them!"

"Ha, cooperation? It's an eye-opener. I haven't seen such a cooperation before!" Xinghun laughed back angrily. The inner core is covered with an elegant skin. Only Fu Shannon has seen him in a state of embarrassment. At that time, he was still young, his speech and behavior were immature, and even his fierceness was like a wolf cub with teeth and claws, only a bluff skin.It was Fu Shannon's adjustments one by one, coupled with precepts and deeds, that made Star Soul what it is today.The rest of the people who have seen his past have already become his ghosts.

Brad looked at his smile, and his expression was dazed for a moment, but it was only for a short moment. His eyes refocused and settled on Xinghun's chin, "So I said, different ways don't conspire, your The idea is the same as that of the previous suzerain, it will only lead to the destruction of Zijintang, instead of this, it is better for a strong man to cut off his wrists and go ashore in vain, so that he can behave uprightly."

"A strong man cuts off his wrists? You can really deceive yourself and others." Xinghun put away all his emotions, with a bit of contempt on his brows, "You are right, a person who has different ways and does not conspire with each other, and can even betray his companions, how much brains can he have? Woolen cloth?"

When Brad was scolded for his lack of brains, he became quite angry from embarrassment. He swallowed his anger and pretended to be magnanimous: "Forget it, death is imminent. If you want to scold, you can scold as much as you want."

The sun was still at the corner of the horizon, crumbling, like a fried, burnt egg, with a flowing yolk inside, glowing red.The sun and the moon are together in the sky for a while, and the morning star hangs at the intersection of day and night.The sea turned into a dark blue behemoth, opened its mouth, and swallowed this very delicious fried egg.

It was finally dark, and the last ray of light traveled back and forth on the glass walls of the two buildings. Even though it was reluctant to part with it, it still left without looking back.

The last ray of light was reflected on the glass wall, and a few shadows flashed past the glass wall which was obviously empty.

Star Soul caught a glimpse of the shadow from the corner of his eye, and knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived, and his delaying tactics were successful.

"Who will know who will die?" Xinghun whispered to himself, like a narcissistic flower.

It was clearly only three meters away, but there seemed to be a glass wall in the middle. Brad only saw his mouth open, but did not hear a sound: "What did you say?"

Xinghun raised his head, his bright white teeth were like pearls, and he paused every word: "I said, you will die."

Brad was shocked, and immediately raised his hand and shot at Star Soul.

This shot seemed to be a signal, making the man in black behind him also attack, and the fire was on the verge of breaking out.

But, it's too late.

Using optical camouflage to cover itself, the chariot that climbed silently on the glass wall jumped down from a high place and jumped into the den of men in black. The chassis firmly grasped the ground, and the machine gun rotated and fired 360 degrees without dead ends!

Countless men in black fell, and they didn't even know what the enemy looked like, they had already fallen on the road.

Those chariots jumped up again, came out from the pile of dead people, and surrounded the remaining people.

Star Soul rushed in front of Brad, his movements were always fast, unbelievably fast, so fast that one wondered, how did he do it?

He's unarmed, his gun's magazine is empty, and the knife has been cut from previous battles, as it is often the case, and one obstacle after another drains all your resources, leaving you to fight with your bare hands.

So Fu Shannon taught him not to rely on external things. If you rely too much on things outside of you, when those things leave you, you will be like an old beast, without minions, reduced to a cage to be watched by others, or by some people Peel and remove the bones to squeeze out the final value.

Only yourself is the most powerful weapon, so never relax and always be vigilant.

If you enter this business, you won't get out of your body, and you won't even get a natural death.There will be no golden basin to wash your hands, unless you remove all the arrogance from your body, find someone who can protect you, and become a watchdog who can step on anyone.

Star Soul immediately approached Brad, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife from Brad's waist, the light of the knife flashed, and the gunshot rang out at the same time!

Blood spattered a flower, which fell to the ground.

That moment seemed very long, and Brad saw a body with only the lower-half-body standing on the ground, exposing bones and flesh, the cut surface was so smooth, it was like a painting.

He belatedly discovered that it was his body. When he realized it, his upper body was already lying on the ground, and the gun in his hand fell out.

Xing Hun leaned over to pick up the gun, all the bullets rushed out of the gun, shot in his heart, and the last shot was headshot.

The last impression left on him by the world was covered in a layer of blood mist.

That's his blood.

He lost.

The chariots have faded off their optical camouflage, revealing their original appearance. They are generally in the shape of a flying saucer. They are just chassis bionic spiders with six legs. They can grab the ground and climb on any wall. The flying saucer above has a protruding gun At the mouth, this is also the place where the rotating shooting was carried out just now.

He bought this thing from Yu. Every chariot is expensive, but in this area, Xinghun never takes it lightly. Leaving quietly, when the time comes, it will be necessary to train new candidates. Not to mention a guarded person like him, even an extrovert will have a tiring day.

Six chariots circled around him, No. [-] stepped forward and rubbed the corner of his clothes, and Xinghun touched its "head" as encouragement.

Seeing this, the remaining five stations also came up to beg for a ride, and some of them who couldn't make it even tried to touch the porcelain, shouting "Let's go, let's go, you squeezed me", and then spared no effort to squeeze their companions out. Very lack of camaraderie.Seeing this, Xinghun smiled slightly, and finally brought some warmth between his brows and eyes.

His subordinates had already proficiently confirmed the deaths of those men in black one by one. The confirmation method was to make up the knife directly and shoot another shot in the head to confirm that there was no possibility of survival, so they let them go.

The weapons the man in black carried were good, but only good.The governor of the planet is like a border guard dispatched in ancient times. In a sense, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so he can show his prestige. With the military power in their hands, they can only enjoy some nominal benefits.

The battle of wits and courage between the local government and the central government has never stopped. Even if Brad took refuge in the wrong person, the observation group was from the capital planet. It was too late for them to reduce the local power. How could it encourage his growth?

They just wanted to use him, Zijintang, to check and balance the governors of these planets.

So even if they are dogs, they are not Tibetan mastiffs, they are just watchdogs.

He left his men to clean up the mess, and went back the way he had come alone. The tracker on Fu Shannon's body showed his location. As long as he wasn't flying into space, he could find his trace.

It can also be found by flying into space, but it will take a lot of effort-after all, the coordinate calculation system has been raised by one dimension, and his little gadget is only useful in Rose Star.

Xinghun thought to himself, there was still the smell of roses on it, which was a familiar smell to him.

Fu Shannong always has a faint fragrance lingering on his body. After he left, the star soul lingered in his dreams. Finally, he found a perfume with the same flavor made by a master perfumer. After many sleepless nights, he searched for it with this little hope. Waiting, and then despairing, tormenting over and over again, turning the hot blood in my heart into a cinnabar mole, which dissolves in the blood, and unless the flesh is cut and bled, it will always exist.

Unknowingly, he walked near the Ghost, staring blankly at the Hornet-class spaceship, stopped for a long time, and became more exposed.

The fingers of the saber are like flying, and the various pages on the virtual screen are switched quickly, making people dazzled. At the same time, the brain conducts data analysis, and the pages with keywords come and go like a tide, and no page stays for more than 0.1 seconds. Finally, he left the input terminal with both hands, leaned on the back of the chair, let out a long breath, turned his head to look at Xie Ze, he looked tired, and there was still a light in his eyes, like a never-ending star: "The entry point It is still on the weapon equipment we agreed on before."

Xie Ze resisted the urge to put his hands on his cheeks to drive away his fatigue. He moved his eyes from Saber's face to the screen and asked, "Didn't you find out about his master?"

Saber slowly shook his head: "This person has never logged on to the Huanyu network for seven years. There are three possibilities: First, he has a new disguised identity. His DNA was taken out and matched with all the people who had logged into the Universal Network in the past seven years, and none of them matched; second, he died and would never log in to the Universal Network again; In the past seven years, he has not touched the Internet and has not had any transactions. This is almost impossible. Now people rely on credit points to conduct transactions, unless he has a large amount of hard currency, such as gold, emeralds, diamonds, etc., in Trading between different planets, but judging from the time of his departure, he did not prepare in advance. Maybe he had a place to hide a lot of property before, but this also requires a spaceship to carry it. Personally speaking, the probability to zero."

"Why can't it be that he lives on a certain planet, but never uses the Huanyu network?" Xie Ze asked enthusiastically, "For example, self-sufficiency or something?"

Saber gave him a meaningful look, smiled lightly, and said, "Actually, you should know this better than me. When the Galactic Empire expanded, every time it successfully landed on a planet, it would set up a local network and implant terminals into the human body." , to achieve demographics. People rely on the Universal Network much more than they imagined, and self-sufficiency exists, but it must be kept away from group society, away from the Universal Network, and away from modern civilization—in imperial statistics, these people are expelled from the beyond the realm of man."

"What, what?" Xie Ze felt that this sentence was a bit creepy, "Beyond the scope of being a human being? What do you mean?"

"It's just no longer being seen as a human being." Saber paused word by word, "The newly defined cosmic resident includes two conditions: first, register in the Huanyu Network, and there will be a serial number after birth; second, I have interacted with people on the Huanyu network. Of course, this definition will not be announced to the outside world, but only flows in the heads of a few people."

"It's hard to imagine that the definition of a person is controlled by the Huanyu Network." Xie Ze felt his scalp tingling, and felt weird and ridiculous, "What is a person like me who has been proven dead on the Huanyu Network?"

The saber paused, and said, "In addition to being proven physically dead, there is another thing that is slowly happening."

This sentence made Xie Ze a little puzzled. He looked at Saber suspiciously, waiting for him to finish what he hadn't said.

"All traces of you are slowly being erased. The speeches on the Huanyu network are deleted, and the things left in the original residence are destroyed. People who have had relationships with you will gradually forget you. Existence, with the passage of time, you will truly leave this world." When Saber said these words, his tone was very light, and he spit out the conclusion of these words lightly, "At this time, you will really die."

Even though the temperature was still like spring, Xie Ze felt that he was in an ice cellar. Every hair on his head stood upright, trembling as he felt the strength of his words, "...it's really heart-wrenching."

He was amazed at Margaret's methods. If he hadn't missed many times in his life, but every time he hit the pulse door, he couldn't help but feel depressed. Is his vision really that bad?

Maybe he should consider getting a pair of electronic eyes that can see through the human body.

"Many of her methods are amazing, but I have to say that they can hit the nail on the head." Saber sighed and shook his head, "Even if such a person was placed on the ancient earth, he could be called a generation of heroes."

Xie Ze thought that this person had been shrouded in the shadow of Margaret since he was a child, and there was an unbearable bitterness at the tip of his heart. Some emotions-colors are filtered out, leaving only the elders' pure care for the younger generation: "How did you get here these years? It was very hard."

Saber heard these words with a special taste, like a juicer that filters out the residue, leaving only clear juice that can be looked at in the mirror. It is difficult to find the ulterior motives in it. Talk, after all, it is not a pleasant memory, it can even be said to be full of various thrills, some of which even endangered his life, telling Xie Ze about all this will only increase his guilt, but what the saber wants is not His guilt is that he was able to be honest with his heart and break the restrictions he set for himself. In a flash, he changed his mind, his face changed several times, and he half-hid his face when he spoke: "It's hard to say, so I won't say it."

Xie Ze's heart hit his feet with a "bang" from the hoist.

You say it!

When he looked at the saber again, his expression was a bit cautious. The calmness that the saber had cultivated on weekdays had been broken just now. Xie Ze read it right. There was a flash of pain on his face, although it disappeared quickly. But the pain was real pain, which made it difficult for Xie Ze to breathe. He was filled with self-blame, because this pain was related to him.For quite a long time in the past, he played the role of an ostrich, wandering among the stars, ignoring Sailin in the name of "hardening". He always gave himself various reasons to prove that if he went back , will only bring trouble and danger to Sailin.But in fact, he almost lost the courage to give it a go, he hesitated, time was lost bit by bit, and his hope became more and more slim.

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault." Saber's voice was like water, and the light in the room was very gentle, making his cheeks glow like jade. He suddenly reached out and touched Xie Ze's collarbone with his fingertips, and slowly moved down , The index finger lightly twisted around, the button did not know how to strike, and fell to the ground, revealing a sickly white chest, and a pink-tender-red scar on it, hideous and terrifying, as if it would burn in the eyes of people.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed for some reason, making people's eyes full of water vapor, the air became stagnant, and the humming sound of the gas exchanger gradually weakened. Xie Ze was attracted by the weird atmosphere, but Struggling to look at the gas exchanger, he suspected that his five senses were about to face a full-scale strike.

"uncle?"

Xie Ze's heart was beating so hard that he wanted to run away.His toes were still pointing in this direction, but his body started to move. The brain, facing the danger of dimensionality reduction, made an excuse tremblingly before the strike, "I suddenly remembered something—"

Before the word "love" was spoken, Sailin took his hand and called him again, "Uncle."