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"Good skill."

Altaïr looked at the man on his lower right who was slowly moving down against the icy cabin, under their feet was the icy sea water rolling backwards, once they fell, they would be quickly surrounded by the icy sea water, you can I feel the body temperature is losing bit by bit, surrounded by a pitch-black endless night, the light, body temperature and oxygen will disappear with it, until the body is submerged in the sea and can no longer float up.

"Your skills seem to have regressed a lot."

When we were talking, the cold night wind slapped his cheeks a little painfully, Mingchen moved his body slowly towards the lower right glass window, the special gloves could make his hands stick to the smooth surface like octopus tentacles. On the cabin, this requires both physical strength and skill to support.

"When the two of them acted together before, I was the one who took the lead." Altaïr was not used to following Mingchen this time, he said while moving his body, "I need half a year to recover."

The time from waking up to now is still too short. Although there is no way to recover to the peak period, it is enough.

During the days when Altaïr was asleep, Mingchen did not stand still. This former student made rapid progress, his skills were almost impeccable, and what was even more frightening came from his unique and unrepeatable experience and fatigue.

This somehow made Altaïr feel a little... strange.

"I need support." Ming Chen stopped on top of the glass window, Altaïr followed and stuck his body behind Ming Chen's, tightly sticking to him, wrapping the man in his arms to fix it Keep Ming Chen from letting the other party fall in danger.

Released one hand, and pressed half of his body weight on Altaïr, Mingchen took out a pen, and the red laser began to cut on the glass window, Altaïr's soft and slow breath sprinkled on him. The back of the neck was slightly itchy.

"Don't move."

"This will be our last mission." Gently rubbing his chin against the back of Ming Chen's neck, Altaïr began to kiss the cheek and neck of the man in his arms while muttering, even though he knew that their conversation would be announced by He Wen And O'Sullivan heard.

I don't care, even with a little intentional taste.

"Altaïr——" Mingchen's low voice was full of warning.

Altaïr dawdled behind him, intentionally kissing the sensitive parts of his body, rubbing hands together, not looking at their current situation, Mingchen threatened: "If you move around again, I will let you fall."

"Your temper is still the same as before." Altaïr chuckled twice, bit his teeth lightly on the back of Ming Chen's neck and stopped moving. At this time, the incision on the window was also completed.

Altaïr hugged Ming Chen tightly, and the latter threw the cut glass back casually, Altaïr quickly turned his head to avoid it, raised his eyebrows and said: "Revenge is also there."

The glass fell into the sea and disappeared without a trace, Mingchen got in through the window, Altaïr followed closely behind, He Wenxuan's calm voice came from their headsets.

"Go to the right, the camera's picture will pause for 15 seconds, walk through the corridor in 15 seconds, there is a door at the corner, and there are two bodyguards at the door." He Wenxuan paused for a second, "Be careful."

The time began to count down, and Mingchen walked in the corridor without rush, as if he was stepping on cotton under his feet without making any sound, a figure passed by him, Mingchen looked at him deliberately Altaïr in front raised his eyebrows slightly.

Five, four, three, two...

He Wenxuan watched the time countdown on the screen. The two super agents walked through the corridor in a precise time. Altaïr's skill.

Compared with Mingchen's precision and viciousness, Altaïr's actions are more violent. When walking around the corner of the corridor, he directly covered the mouths of the two bodyguards with his hands and broke the necks of the two with his arms at the same time. The sound of broken bones coming from inside inevitably made people want to touch their neck.

"It's brutal.

He Wenxuan stared at the screen, Ming Chen and Altaïr successfully opened the door and entered the room after solving the two bodyguards.

O'Sullivan stared at the back of He Wenxuan's neck, and said with a smile: "Altaïr is the best agent in the world, and also the most dangerous killer."

"Compared to Mingchen?" He Wenxuan asked.

"One is a tutor and the other is a student, what do you think?" O'Sullivan asked rhetorically.

"They're all better than me." Replying to O'Sullivan, He Wenxuan said into the microphone, "The entire floor belongs to Phillips. These rooms have been remodeled, and there are secret doors leading to the next door. You have to find it yourself. Once you find it, the time must be fast, once you patrol to the door of the room and you don’t see the guarding bodyguards, your situation will be very dangerous.”

……

"How much do you know about Phillips?" Ming Chen looked around the room, through one of his eyes, He Wenxuan could see what appeared in his field of vision, which would allow He Wenxuan to help them find the way to the next room as soon as possible secret door.

"Theoretically, he is my father." Altaïr walked straight to the bookshelf against the wall, and said while examining it carefully, "When I was young, he would visit me in District [-] every year I stay with my mother for at least one month at a time, a month is very short for ordinary people, but for the ruler of a Chinese country, this is a time that other princes and princesses cannot dream of."

Mingchen knew more or less about these things, and some of them were told by Altaïr.

He Wenxuan is familiar with the upper-class aristocratic society, but what Altaïr is familiar with is Phillips, or the soul of the man hidden under Phillips' appearance.

"No matter who the consciousness is transferred to, it will be affected. The king of the previous generation, the real king, is a romantic infatuated species. This makes an old immortal guy regain the beauty of feeling love. He met my mother. , fell in love with my mother, and gave birth to a royal illegitimate child." Altaïr said with a smile, "I should thank him for not destroying my body for my mother's sake.

Only then was he able to... come alive.

"You have also been affected by this body memory, from Tyrell to Mingchen, which makes me a little bit lost, after all, I gave you the name Tyrell." Altaïr sighed softly, a certain In a sense Tyrell is his person.

Altaïr said with a relaxed tone, smiling: "But you have become softer than before. I mean emotion, which is charming, cruel and cold, and soft and fragile, which could only appear in dreams before."

"You've become more nagging than before, Altaïr." Ming Chen said while touching the books on the desk with his fingers, looking carefully for the secret door switch.

He glanced lightly at Altaïr next to him: "You have retained your main consciousness, but you are still affected by another person's memory or even consciousness."

"You found out." Altaïr said with a wry smile, "But yes, after all, you are a person I personally taught you, and you are so smart that you can't put it down. If that's the case, why are you willing to accompany me to carry out this dangerous mission?"

"I owe you this." Ming Chen said in a deep voice with flickering eyes.

He owed Altaïr his life.

"It sounds like we are inseparable from now on, and we will never have any contact again. Your words make me panic, Mingchen." His fingers touched a small porcelain bottle, and Altaïr twisted slowly in a low voice. Moving the small porcelain bottle, "A person's desire is endless, what's even more terrifying is the overlap of two people's desires, do you understand this feeling?"

With a slight click, the door behind the desk slowly opened, and He Wenxuan's urgent voice came from the headset at the same time: "It's a trap—"

The sound from the headset was interrupted instantly, Mingchen frowned and lowered his body instantly, Altaïr on the side grabbed his hand and dragged him behind him, the two quickly found cover and hid behind the desk .

The strange thing is that there is nothing after the secret door is opened. Behind the secret door is another room, which is empty and no one appears.

"Wenxuan?" Mingchen lowered his voice, but He Wenxuan's voice did not come from the communicator, "Have they been discovered?"

"Don't worry, O'Sullivan is here," Altaïr said in a deep voice, "We have to move faster, but you don't have to worry."

Altaïr smiled and said to Mingchen: "I told O'Sullivan not to kill He Wenxuan."

A thin silver needle pierced into the back of Mingchen's neck between Altaïr's two fingers, and as soon as he grasped the gun in Mingchen's hand, a bullet passed Altaïr's side, Ah Tire tightly clasped the wrist of Mingchen's other hand holding the blade.

"You seem to have forgotten that all the killing skills you mastered were taught by me, Ming Chen."

"Your physical fitness is recovering well." His vision began to blur, and Mingchen didn't seem particularly surprised, or this man is used to maintaining his calm in any sudden situation, "What about Phillips?" ?”

Altaïr smiled: "Honey, you are the prey."

As for Phillips, Altaïr took away the gun and blade from Mingchen's hand, gently hugged the man who was gradually weakening, and picked him up. The door of the room opened, and a bodyguard walked in. Beside and behind Thiel.

"His Majesty."

And knelt down.