[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Misaki Kirihara, at a young age, has already taken the position of class leader by virtue of her strength. Although she is a woman, no one has questioned her ability, and almost everyone thinks that she is a good enough boss.Strong, compassionate, and an unyielding will to seek the truth that sometimes puts even men to shame.

She and her subordinates were originally responsible for dealing with the vicious incidents caused by the contractors.The so-called contractors are actually human beings who have obtained powerful abilities. Although these abilities are powerful and close to the superpowers in the works, they must pay a special price.

Sometimes the price is the punishment of eating grass, or throwing something away, sometimes it is the punishment of smelling socks or something nasty, sometimes it is the punishment of dislocating limbs.The price is more like the bad taste of the gods. If they are strong enough, they must have enough tributes in exchange. They have seen contractors who are eager for blood before.

"But what the hell is it...Damn it, it's completely different."

Kirihara's fist hit the steering wheel hard.

In the video records, monsters who are much taller than humans but have very similar features appear on the streets.Some of them will leave after encountering humans, but the less rational ones will kill humans.

Kirihara had a vague premonition, because the guy who killed those humans was lucky to say that in the case of a complete disparity in strength, the monster who didn't have any needs and only slightly injured the opponent was obviously better.

"It's like waiting for something." The blond white male blinked, and poked his head out from the co-pilot with a cigarette in his mouth. "Maybe they have special goals, right?"

"—"

Kirihara was taken aback, but remained calm on the surface, "I'm driving, please don't disturb me."

A frivolous playboy, code-named November, is the strongest agent affiliated to MI6 and also a contractor.Kirihara can recite his information backwards. Although the world believes that contractors will not retain human feelings, November's performance is almost the same as that of normal people, only more enthusiastic and frivolous.

"Hey, the appearance of this monster, um, let me think about it. If you want to describe it, it's like a spliced ​​monster Chimera?" November pinched the photo in his hand and waved it repeatedly, "This face looks like a human's. The face is melting..."

At first they all thought it was a good deed done by the contractor. After all, who would not want to obtain inhuman power through the gradual alienation of the body.

But a friend from the technical department quickly gave her an answer, "Impossible, the contractor's ability is not something they can choose independently, and there has never been such a wide range of contractors with the same ability and price."

"Hmm, isn't it a bit like Resident Evil? A bitten human might become the next infected person." November stroked his chin suddenly and sighed, his topic came to an abrupt end, because Kirihara suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The man raised his eyebrows: "If you feel uncomfortable, I can retract what I just said—"

Kirihara glanced at her and connected to his subordinate's channel:

"what happened."

"Chairman, we have harvested a brand new corpse of a monster. It has been dead for no more than 10 minutes, and it is still hot." The young male voice said, "This is the third one. Someone will take care of the target before us. Well, but This time there were wounded at the scene."

"What about his testimony?"

The other side paused awkwardly for a while, "Well, it's a bit difficult, he was frightened silly, and kept emphasizing that there were two monsters fighting in front of him, and then one of them fell down. However, we also found one at the scene that had been killed Squeezed hands/guns, monsters can't use guns, right?"

Misaki Kirihara thought about it, and looked at November next to her, who shrugged.

She frowned, "Continue with your mission, remember to do a good job of processing, I will go to the next coordinate point first."

The woman was about to step on the accelerator when a car next to her almost brushed past her door, making a piercing sonic boom, obviously speeding in the urban area. November blinked, with a strong sense of ridicule: "Do people in your country have the same driving style as you?"

Misaki Kirihara glared at him fiercely, then started the vehicle, "He should be glad I don't care about this."

November touched the bridge of his nose and decided to shut up.His eyes darkened, and of course he didn't intend to tell the female police officer that the moment they passed by, he felt a very bad and dangerous aura.

Sharp as a knife.

Not from the contractors, without the subtle connection between the contractors, as far as humans are concerned, it is quite incredible to be able to reach this level-so let her be kept in the dark. November smiled maliciously. He still had a high affection for this lady, so he was naturally willing to protect her while completing the task.

"The next target." Kirihara raised her eyebrows, her driving skills have not regressed after so long, "We are here."

The instinct of human beings when encountering danger is to escape. When this instinct exists, even evacuation is unnecessary.Kirihara opened the car door, only to see the leftover mess everywhere, it seems that the assailant this time did not have the idea of ​​controlling the power, and scratch marks were left on the ground, like a few blades.

November took off his sunglasses and waved his hand like a street in a good mood. A woman was holding a child and looking into the distance with him.

The three contractors are a combination.

"Is that monster still alive?" Kirihara held the pistol and asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp neigh resounded.It was not like the cry of a wild animal, but more similar to the call of a human being with mixed emotions. The woman was shaken by the creepy voice for a moment, but she quickly regained her senses and looked at November.

The man's eyes were only serious, he no longer looked at Kirihara, but shifted his gaze to a low-rise building, and murmured: "BK-201..."

Seeing that the opponent was right in front of him, the corners of his lips rose happily, and he was already in a state of preparation for battle.Kirihara put down the weapon in his hand in astonishment, apparently not expecting the other party to be here, after all, BK-201 has not appeared in the case for a long time.

In her line of sight, a man wearing a funny white mask and whose face could not be seen clearly lowered the sling and landed more than a hundred meters away from them.He stood there as if trying to stop them from moving forward, and Misaki Kirihara had a few thoughts in her mind, but she couldn't figure out why BK-201 would be involved in these things anyway.

"Stand back, ma'am, huh?" November gave her a useless wink. "Then it's battle time."

BK-201's black leather-wrapped hand was already gripping his blade tightly. November looked at the other two companions. The woman slightly raised her hand, apparently only waiting for the moment when they started fighting.

"So, this road is blocked?"

November did not forget to ask the enemy frivolously, and he shook his head in black silence.

The blue-and-white arc climbed along the ice surface, and the surrounding temperature plummeted immediately, but Kirihara didn't have time to feel the cold.In the battle of the contractors, it is absolutely impossible for her to find the right time to shoot, let alone these two people whose abilities are far beyond the average.

The ice cracked and burned, and fine debris splashed onto the surrounding road. The steel wire of BK-201 cut those crystals. Due to the reason of avoidance, his movements were momentarily sluggish.Kirihara bit her lower lip, and ran towards the gap he showed without hesitation.

"..."

The face under the mask loosened for a moment, not being able to hurt her was always the reason for hindering his strength. November seized the right time, and the next wave of offensive did not mean to weaken in the slightest.

Hei sighed, "Yin, are they here yet?"

"They didn't encounter anything." The girl's indifferent voice came from the headset, "One more minute... 1 seconds..."

She silently felt Misaki Kirihara approaching, or someone was approaching Misaki Kirihara, so she simply closed her eyes.In the next second, Kirihara, who was running towards the direction of the sound, was strangled by a powerful arm. The muscles of this bluish-white arm stretched, and slender blood vessels could be seen swimming on the surface.

The face of the monster who lifted her up was half human, half bony, with blood continuously flowing out of its deep eye sockets.Kirihara narrowed his eyes and found that it was injured, and it was not a minor injury. One knee was completely broken, and the kneecap of the other was broken and incomplete. It was very difficult to leave quickly.

"Use your...threat...his words..."

A broken roar came from between the dislocated mandible and upper jaw.

Kirihara tried to open his fingers with both hands, "Who, who are you, who are you?"

"She's here, you, you protect humans, right? If you get closer, I'll crush her!" The monster held her in a panic and turned its head, threatening something desperately. In his blurry vision, he could only see someone approaching.

Not a monster, but... a humanoid.

She couldn't see it clearly, but she fully understood the undisguised look in those eyes - indistinguishable from the monster that strangled her.He seems to be wearing a mask of bones, a manifestation of the arrival of death, Kirihara has no doubts at all, and the other party has never seen himself.

The monster seemed to have reacted at this time, he retreated step by step, and the man got closer.

The distance between them narrowed to the extreme in just tens of seconds, and Kirihara's bones were crunched, and she thought that she would die here today.

"No way, Zhensang, if the hostage dies, wouldn't the mission be considered a failure?" A voice without emotion suddenly sounded in her ear, "Because it's not a game, so I can't choose to kill all the hostages and murderers, right?"

Then, a knife pierced through the back of the monster's head, and blood spattered her face, but she didn't realize it.

Kusanagi sighed in distress, tried hard to draw out the blade, but his clothes were stained with blood.He didn't know what effect it would have on dealing with Sangshen, so he adopted Sankayue's suggestion and took another knife from Skuvalo to kill these fusion monsters.

He blinked.

Misaki Kirihara was still coughing, and in her chaotic vision, the silver-haired man turned around and left after a moment of astonishment.

Then, holding the knife still dripping blood, the young man who saved her life didn't even say a word, stepped on the corpse of the monster disrespectfully, and chased after him.The young man in military uniform looked at the girl who looked very cute (suspicious), and left the scene immediately.

"Hey! It's so strange and suspicious, you guys—don't run! Wait for me! What do you do—"

The police officer Misaki Kirihara held up her ID and followed her relentlessly.