The end game [Zhongyingmei]

On the university campus, the sun was shining brightly, and the shadows of the trees were dancing. Abaddon descended in the shadows, pale as a silent ghost.

The young couple holding hands talked and laughed, passed through his body, and walked straight forward.

This kind of experience is really not pleasant... Sisley, who was wearing a devil's skin, showed a toothache expression, and turned her head to stare at the head of the man in the couple.

The injustice screamed there, trying to tear the man's face with its claws, getting crazier each time; the man seemed happy at first glance, but his eyes remained dull, like a puppet.

A puppet who has murdered and done evil.

The monarch of hell watched the couple's back go away, rubbing the old silk ribbon on his wrist, showing a thoughtful expression.

"It really doesn't stop for a moment."

He whispered, "A demon among men."

Gabriel spread his wings and flew in the clouds.

The air flow brushed over his pure white wings, and the strong wind sound poured into his ears.

He walked through the clouds calmly—glide—and then flew high, like a vigorous bird.

It is very difficult to unlock the skill lock.

Mephisto's ribbon of desire is inherently guiding her whereabouts. The ribbon of desire is eager for human blood, and she has chosen her own path to maximize the use of props.

Abaddon is also gradually accepting the deceitful world in the eyes of the ruler of hell.

Only Sisley, who was dressed in angel skin, hadn't figured out what the impulse and desire of these six-star wings were.

Gabriel closed his eyes and flew more and more anxiously until he suddenly calmed down and his blue eyes opened.

In his distance, the snow-capped mountains reflected pure and cold white in the sunlight, as if they were calling from afar.

Sisley:?

She was almost staggered by the sudden headache, and she turned on the light screen of the system to see that Gabriel's sync rate had suddenly increased.

[Synchronization degree of the wings of the holy spirit: 50%]

Sisley:? ? ? ? ? ?

Why suddenly - at this time - she will have a medical examination soon!

However, she couldn't help but run away at this time.

I don't know if the black widow saw that she wanted to escape, the female agent smiled and took a step ahead of her, and pressed her palm on the girl's shoulder.

Sisley suddenly stopped moving like a little quail whose throat was strangled by fate.

There was a faint look of fear on the girl's face, and the divine light in her eyes suddenly dimmed.She was obediently pushed forward, as if she lost all the courage to resist in an instant, and shrank back into her puppet-like shell.

"Eve, we won't hurt you."

Seeing this, Dr. Banner squatted down and looked into the girl's eyes with a sincere tone.

"I promise."

Eve blinked, as if making a difficult trade-off.The rest of the Superheroes watched this scene quietly, and she finally handed her right hand to the open palm of Dr. Banner, allowing him to lead her to the scanning cabin.

Half an hour ago, by analyzing the blood she left at the scene, Dr. Banner discovered that there was a major genetic defect in her body.

The DNA sequence is completely disordered, and no one knows how this girl who appeared out of nowhere survived until now; he also cannot detect the specific components in the syringe, which liquefies quickly after contact with the air, and can only pass a few superficial scans , is judged to be like the existence of adrenaline.

Following these clues, Dr. Bruce Banner came to a heavy conclusion.

Eve may not live long.

The smile he showed when facing the girl melted like a bubble, and Dr. Banner found a seat and sat down, waiting for the results of the scan.

He hasn't broken the worse news to his teammates yet, but here's what he thinks:

——A body full of flaws and forcibly repaired by injections is destined to be impossible to sustain.

【no need to worry. 】

The system beeped twice.

[When the virtual energy is scanned by the plane, various functions will appear randomly! 】

"In other words, like random buffs?"

Sisley let out a long sigh of relief, and moved in the scanning cabin.

【right. 】

The system answered her, [Do you still want to watch movies? 】

"No." Sisley stared blankly at the blue-lighted cabin roof, "I want to sleep."

Gabriel's sync rate didn't drop, but rose higher and higher, as if he was wrestling Superman's arms head-on.

Sisley was fine with this and was lethargic with a low-grade fever.

【Sleep. 】

The system called up a lullaby that Gabriel had sung for her, and played it softly in her ear.

Gabriel's voice is clear and moving, like gold and stone intersecting, coupled with skills, it has a particularly hypnotic effect.

Sisley didn't have time to think about when the system recorded this segment. She curled up in the scanning cabin with a splitting headache and slowly fell asleep.

Abaddon was walking on the campus.

The maple leaf fell from his head and kissed his shoulder affectionately, just like the astonished eyes of all the students on this boulevard.

The black-haired young man is wearing a contrasting color silk scarf today, and his shirt is tight fitting. His face is almost translucent white jade texture in the sun, which looks extraordinarily delicious in the eyes of some people.

He walked slowly to the side of the small building, held his nose slowly, and then knocked on the door of the psychiatrist.

"Please come in."

After a while, the ghosts around Dr. Lecter have increased a lot.

The doctor's golden-brown hair was carefully groomed, and he looked elegant and steady. When he saw Abaddon, his gold-rimmed glasses flickered slightly.

"Ah, it's you."

Dr. Lecter greeted him friendly and enthusiastically, and sorted out the documents at hand.

Abaddon nodded at him as a response.

The lord of hell looked around. The black and venomous atmosphere dyed the originally white room extremely gray. The distorted heads of countless victims were entangled on the left and right of the man's solid shoulders, and the doctor himself could not feel this at all. Terrifying cold.

Abaddon stood in the room, feeling deaf from the noise.

From Hannibal's point of view, the handsome black-haired young man frowned slightly, his eyes were blue, and he looked disturbed.Compared to last time, his figure was even thinner, as if he had never had a good night's sleep.

——It also conforms to his guess step by step, the lamb is gradually taking the bait.

Hannibal's tongue settled the roof of the mouth, calming his initial excitement.

He let the young man sit on the sofa, and he sat opposite him, and poured him a cup of tea.

As the heat rises, the scent of this tea can effectively relax a person's nerves, allowing Hannibal to effectively fix the prey no matter whether he drinks it or not.

The prey can run away the first time, but not the second time.When the prey slipped through Hannibal's fingers for the second time, he probably wouldn't come back.

And Hannibal would not allow this to happen.

Abaddon was a wonderfully beautiful lamb.

In the city, it was easy to find silly toys, but hard to find prey that suited his taste; most people were so bad that even Hannibal himself could not bear to eat them.

"Then talk about it, talk about your business, we're just chatting, don't be nervous."

Hannibal waited for his lamb to relax a little before he began to speak, his tone slow and low like a cello.

It's also an effective way to defraud prey, after all most people are deceived by another person's physical qualities.

If he looks well-mannered and well-dressed, people will think he is a real gentleman.

If he smells like alcohol all the time, people will think he is a drunkard.

And Hannibal has long been able to perfectly package himself as a caring and listening role, making people unconsciously let go of their guards.

From the clean and spacious consulting room, to the layout of the furniture, to the pictures at the entrance, and the placement of the ornaments, everything is a warm cage arranged by Hannibal himself.

He has the odds.

But from Abaddon's point of view, when Dr. Lecter spoke, ghosts rushed out of his eye sockets and ear holes, screaming at the next victim who was about to be murdered.

The whole treatment room was smelly, dark, harsh and evil.

Abaddon: ...

Abaddon: *deaf*

Sisley opened her eyes.

The next second, she noticed that her low-grade fever had subsided.

The soft white light slanted in from the window and fell quietly beside her pillow, filling the room with a pleasant fragrance. When Sisley raised her head, she saw a bouquet of elegant lilies on the bedside.

"woke up?"

Natasha's voice came from the door of the room.

Sisley nodded in a daze, and sat up from the bed.The exoskeleton supported her limp body, allowing her to walk in front of Natasha.

The other side looked normal, and naturally touched her cheek with the back of his hand, and smoothed her blond hair that was a little messy from sleeping.

Natasha's movements were gentle and careful, Sisley was very close to her, and she was taken care of by such a warm and friendly feeling like a sister.

The other Sisleys would also take care of her like this, but this was the first time that someone other than herself was so sensitive.

After Natasha finished cutting her hair, Sisley put her hand into her palm naturally and confidently.

In the silent silence, Natasha held Sisley's little hand instead, and led her out of the room.

Sisley: *blooms happily*

She didn't know that when she was unconscious in the scanning cabin, it was Natasha who carried her out of it and carried her into the current room.

She also didn't know that among the buffs randomly generated by the system, the Avengers just picked the most appalling one.

According to Eve's examination report, her body is slowly deteriorating, and will continue to degenerate indefinitely.No substance could stop her weakness, and the syringe was nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst.

In a short period of time, she will become full of energy, but after the effect of the medicine wears off, she will die at several times the speed before.

After getting this result, all Chaoying fell silent. The inspection report was circulated among several people, and then they threw it back on the coffee table as if it was hot.

"…sky."

When Sisley was soundly asleep, Iron Man's face was livid, he covered his face with his hands, and murmured in disbelief.

And after the system played the whole story to Sisley at double speed, Sisley also covered her face and uttered the same sincere cry.

"………sky."

She seemed, probably, definitely, to be playing off.

#Goodbye Dad, I’m going on a long voyage tonight#