Chapter 315 Unrestricted Brawl
"Judging from your expression... it seems you don't recognize me at all."
"That's true. The movements of you rebels are completely unpredictable. I guess you were forced into this situation."
“My name is Zelda. You may not know that name... but the Eoubs, a knightly order whose European branch you should all have heard of.”
Just three meters away from Lu Jinzheng, Zelda stood there with an extremely calm expression and began to introduce himself.
I don't know who made this rule, but before a fight, you have to give a symbolic self-introduction. It's so weird.
"Ah, I know you." But Lu Jin's surprise quickly disappeared. He put on that half-dead expression again, looked the other person up and down, and said, "European Knights... That's perfect. I was just looking for trouble with you anyway."
"What the hell?" Zelda was taken aback. To be honest, he had just been showing off casually and hadn't expected to run into an enemy. But he had never seen this guy before. "Have we fought before?"
"Of course not, but as a member of the Knights, you must be very familiar with the name Hamilton, right?" Seeing his reaction, Lu Jin had no intention of keeping him in suspense and asked directly.
"Haha, His Highness the Knight Commander's reputation is legendary. Now that you know, you must know what I'm going to do next."
Zelda was just worried that the opponent hadn't heard of that demon's name, and now that's perfect, he's delivered a damn crushing blow, making this D-class character kneel down and cry in agony.
"Your boss's friend, Sergio, was killed by one of my business partners."
“I didn’t want to get involved in this, but now that he’s partnered with us, the enemy of my friend is our enemy.”
Upon hearing this, Zelda was somewhat confused.
"No... Dude, are you playing mind rape?" He pondered for a moment, then looked over with a slightly pained expression. "You mean... you admit that you killed my boss's friend, and then you fucking want to come after us?"
“Yes,” Lu Jin replied.
Zelda was completely stunned.
What an utterly shameless line of logic!
"But then again, that guy didn't actually need to die. He was erased from all timelines just because he violated some kind of taboo. Do you believe me?"
Zelda thought for a few seconds, and the information Hera had revealed to Hamilton flashed through his mind. He was immediately surprised that the other party also had equivalent information, especially in War3's resource-sharing mode.
"It's no use even if I believe it. Although there were no witnesses when he died, and his body was turned into mush when it was recovered to Europe, like filling thrown into broth, we can just accept whatever the higher-ups say about how he died. Besides... even if you didn't kill him, we're both fighting to the death right now, so the truth of this matter doesn't matter."
He paused, then added, "Even though you didn't kill him yourself, Hamilton wanted to wipe you out. What could you do?"
“That’s true. For those in authority, this world is… that simple.” Lu Jin nodded and replied, “Of course, if I were to comment, that bastard’s death is also largely related to your European supervisor. Since he lost his life while on field mission, the person who issued the mission should bear some responsibility, while I, a nobody who was just running errands, didn’t actually do anything at all.”
"Well, anyway, it's inevitable that Hamilton sent us here to deal with you guys."
Zelda's lackey... is actually quite talkative in some ways. "Dude, to be honest, I feel sorry for you guys for messing with that bastard."
"It doesn't matter. People like us are destined to die." Lu Jin shrugged, still looking completely indifferent.
“Okay, you’ve got guts when you talk,” Zelda immediately replied. “Then let’s—start fighting?”
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Meanwhile, within the border line 27 kilometers from the crash site.
On a long street that had been cleared of its inhabitants, a man was pointing a gun at a woman's head.
The man with the gun looked like he had just been in a bloody battle; his trench coat was tattered and covered in bullet holes and bloodstains. He was probably around thirty years old, and his hair was neatly styled.
Within the Eoubs circle, especially in areas under South African tyranny, his image can be described in four words—the head of state.
This person was Stanford.
The woman he was pointing at was no more than twenty years old, dressed in a dark black dress, her face numb and blank, giving the impression of someone who had wandered into the wrong movie set; and her name was Hera, who was also a B-class operative who had been resurrected.
"So you are one of the five elements recorded in the destiny."
After a long silence, Stanford spoke his first words to her.
"Knowing this, you can die without regrets." Even with a gun pointed at her at such close range, Hera remained unmoved, only replying calmly, and the content of her words... was extremely arrogant.
"Ha, that's really interesting."
"All I know is that someone is about to die by my hand."
As Stanford said this, he immediately opened the insurance.
"The current situation is just an illusion, and the one appearing before you is merely an avatar," Hera said again. "Of course, for the greater cause... you must die again."
"Because before the laws of destiny were altered, you were also one of the elements, and I must bring you back on the right track."
“Fine, then I’ll tell you frankly, this bullet carries my characteristics, capable of ignoring all cause and effect and laws, and taking your life.” Stanford said, already making a motion to pull the trigger.
"well……"
Even when her life was in danger, Hera maintained her calm and unhurried attitude.
"Then you can drive it yourself..."
Bang--
Before he could finish speaking, the other party pulled the trigger.
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On the other hand, inside the transport aircraft.
“Zelda’s actions are too fast. I’m going down to support him first.” Mike Rong got up from his seat, said goodbye to Catherine who was still clipping her nails, and walked towards the jump gate.
"Ah, have a safe trip." But the person didn't even look up, completely indifferent to my situation, and simply replied.
“Ms. Katherine,” Mikron said, already equipped with his parachute and other gear, as he walked to the hatch and reminded her, “Please don’t forget what you need to do.”
The other person then put down the nail clippers, looked at him helplessly for a while, and said, "I will detonate everyone's spacetime points."
So, may you have a safe journey.
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