Chapter 81 Rainy Night, Deserted Town, Bronze Mask (2 in 1)

“Huff huff—”

On a rainy night, a dark shadow was running in a deserted town; its heavy breathing and hurried footsteps echoed among the ruined buildings.

Adrian was panicked and angry, but more of a fearful one.

Today, tonight, the Brotherhood of Assassins he had founded was destroyed.

They were clearly on the rise a few days ago, with a tendency to become the number one killer organization in the French underworld, but unexpectedly they encountered a sudden disaster this evening.

At that time, he was instructing his personal female secretary on the correct posture for serving his leader, but suddenly there was a fierce gunshot outside and he almost had his service gun bitten off by a mouthful of silver teeth.

Without having time to clean up the battlefield, he hurriedly turned on the surveillance to see what was happening.

In the surveillance footage, the impregnable stronghold he had built at great expense was violently breached by a group of people in black combat uniforms, and the killers under his command who had taken the super gene warrior serum were knocked down in just one encounter.

Be it their fists and feet or their most proud marksmanship, these enhanced killers are no match for the invaders.

There were only four or five of them, but they managed to wipe out the killer's lair with nearly a hundred people.

Adrian sent out his most elite killer group to stop the attack. They were the most perfect group to absorb the super gene warrior serum, and all of them were armed to the teeth.

But even so, they still didn't cause much trouble to the five invaders.

Adrian saw with his own eyes a slender and tall intruder, who was obviously a female, kick a two-meter-tall and over 300-pound heavily armed killer five meters away, directly knocking down a wall.

After realizing that the newcomer was more powerful than he had imagined, the leader of France's top killer organization chose to flee without hesitation.

It is impossible to fight. Only by sending all his men out to die can he create a chance for himself to survive.

While running away, he did not forget to curse the guy who traded super gene warrior serum with him on the Hunter website. Not only did he sell a product without any quality assurance, but he also did not even provide instructions for use.

If he had been told that mass injection of serum would attract these human-like Tyrannosaurus Rex, he would have guaranteed not even looked at them.

But it was too late to say anything now. All the hard work of most of his life was destroyed, and even whether he could escape was still unknown.

Although he escaped from the base thanks to his men who were forced to risk their lives to save him, the invaders obviously had very sophisticated tracking methods and checked him out thoroughly before taking action.

Not only did he prepare a safe house in advance without telling anyone, but even some extremely hidden secret passages were monitored by people, just waiting for him to fall into the trap.

When he was running around and was finally about to leave Lyon, a bullet flew from a distance and blew up his axle.

The car lost control in an instant, spun two and a half weeks and then began to roll over and over again, finally crashing headfirst into a roadside tree.

The strong physique brought by the serum and a bit of luck allowed him to survive without suffering any serious injuries.

But without means of transportation, it is impossible to escape the hunting of secret snipers by walking.

But the strange thing was that the sniper hidden in the darkness did not kill him. Instead, he watched him flee in the deserted streets like a cat playing with a mouse, and followed behind him at a leisurely pace.

Adrian knew that this deserted town was a trap to hunt him.

But he couldn't understand why these people went to so much trouble to drive him here, and he didn't have any high-yield bomb on him that could drag everyone within a few hundred meters to hell.

There couldn't be something wrong with the small gift the seller gave him when the transaction was completed, right?

As soon as this thought came into his mind, the sound of footsteps from behind approached again. Frightened, he quickly shook off the useless thoughts, fired a shot in the direction of the sound behind him, and then fled in a hurry with his suitcase.

A hundred meters behind him, a tall figure in a black raincoat dodged the incoming bullets, a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing twirled between his five white jade fingers, and his black tactical boots crushed the water on the road as he chased forward unhurriedly.

What the headquarters requires is to capture the leader of the Brotherhood alive and destroy his will to the greatest extent possible so that they can quickly interrogate him to reveal the information of the seller after capturing him.

The Hunter website is so mysterious that even the academy secretary Norma's supercomputer cannot hack into it. The executive department has been closely monitoring the website's movements for a long time.

After discovering someone was selling dragon serum, they immediately launched an investigation. Although they were unable to find out who the seller was, they quickly identified the trading partner as the French assassin organization Brotherhood.

Reporting the movements of the prey to her superiors, the tall girl moved between the abandoned houses like an elegant cheetah, sometimes dodging fast-moving bullets, and sometimes throwing a steel ball to correct the direction of the prey.

Susie didn't like this kind of cat-and-mouse game. She advocated efficient and quick solutions, just like the big boy who was as cold as an iceberg. Every action she took was always quick and decisive.

Although the consequence of doing so was that he was often hurt, it was only at this time that she had a reason to get close to him and care about him, and she felt that the distance between them was shortened a little bit.

Thunder rolled, and the girl put aside her inappropriate teenage worries and quickened her pace at the command of her superior, going around in front of the embarrassed Adrian.

"Bang!"

A gunshot was heard in the silent and deserted town. The gun of the leader of the killer organization was knocked down by a steel ball. His eyes were fierce, and he ran into an abandoned house like a desperate lone wolf, using it as his last shelter.

The wooden house could not block the bullets. Adrian roared angrily, asking the man outside why he was chasing him.

"You know exactly why you messed with us."

A cold female voice floated in the night sky, and along with the wet wind, it drifted into the broken window: "You abused the power that does not belong to humans in your criminal behavior.

Now, come out and surrender."

"A power that does not belong to humans? What a joke! Don't you understand such a simple truth as technology changing our lives? I just made the same mistake that people who pursue power would make!"

Adrien gasped, his voice hoarse, and felt the blood in his body burning.

He looked through the broken glass on the ground and saw the hair wet by rain hanging down on the head. The pair of eyes which should have been clear blue suddenly lit up with golden light.

And on that tough face with obvious Celtic features, fine bronze scales also appeared strangely.

If you touch it, you can feel its hard texture.

Soon, even more shocking changes followed.

He was shocked to find that his well-trimmed nails had rapidly lengthened and turned as dark as night, totally different from their previous appearance.

Looking down the arm, I saw the blood vessels suddenly bulging under the skin, appearing an ominous black color, and the originally thick sweat hair was gradually being replaced by a layer of finer and harder scales!

All signs indicate that his life form has undergone a radical change.

In short, he is turning into a monster!

However, by the time Adrian realized this, he had already lost control of his body.

He could only watch as the monster-like hands opened the silver suitcase, ignored the bundles of euros and guns inside, and directly picked up the bronze mask given by the seller and slowly put it on his face.

Boom boom boom——!!! Lightning surged in the thick dark clouds, as if a storm was gathering.

On the outskirts of Lyon, two beams of high beams pierced the darkness of the rainy night.

The roar of the engine drowned out the sound of the dense rain, and the black sedan broke through the rain curtain and sped along the deserted road.

"It is said that there was a huge explosion here that year, and three blocks were reduced to ruins, with countless casualties. Later, it gradually became desolate."

The voice of Potato Chip Girl came from the hands-free phone. While planning the route, she also checked the local customs and found something interesting.

"How many years ago was that?" The long-legged girl drove the car with one hand. Although it was not a Ferrari sports car, a BMW did not prevent her from driving happily.

"Well, let me see. About half a century ago, World War II had not yet started. We can rule out the possibility of the Maginot Line being breached and the Germans bombing Lyon."

"What the hell are you talking about? That happened decades ago." The long-legged girl looked up at the rearview mirror and found that the VIP customer in the back seat had not woken up yet. She raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Sanwu, did you ever fall asleep like this when you woke up?"

People are divided into different classes, and mixed-race people are no exception.

In the perception of Kassel Academy and even the entire mixed-blood society, those with weak bloodlines are basically only fit to serve as logistics and cannon fodder in the dragon-slaying battlefield, unless they are smart and can demonstrate their subjective initiative in scientific research.

Those with average or even excellent bloodlines form the main force in slaying dragons. The latter in particular are the focus of training. Even if they have to die, they have to choose to do so at the critical moment.

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As for the remaining ones whose bloodlines are so strong that the boundaries between humans and dragons are blurred, they will be strictly monitored.

After all, it would be fine if such people did not awaken. Once awakened, the words might get out of control, which could damage houses at the least and reduce entire neighborhoods to ruins at the worst.

Lu Mingfei's bloodline is undoubtedly worthy of Kassel Academy's "S" rating, or even better, but the noise he made when he awakened was limited to mental deterrence.

This made the long-legged girl suspect that his words were not the kind of high-risk words with great destructive power, but some more bizarre abilities.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Lu Mingfei's bloodline is very stable and there is no risk of getting out of control.

According to Guderian's speculation, if Lu Mingfei's Word Spirit was truly the Holy Judgement and it was out of control, then the one driving now should be the expressionless little girl in the back seat.

After all, when she broke into the red-roofed building to rescue people, Lu Mingfei had already noticed something was wrong and raised his gun, and when faced with a choice between two options, he still chose her accurately.

You have to know that the gun is loaded with real bullets, not alchemical anesthetic bullets, and if you get hit, it will leave a bloody hole.

"No." The petite blonde girl shook her head. She always spoke very little and rarely mentioned her past.

"I would like to be like the protagonist in a novel and experience strange visions of changing weather and thunder and lightning as soon as I wake up. Unfortunately, my awakening process is just like my appearance, sandwiched between you two, seeming extremely ordinary." The potato chip girl told the sad story in a cheerful tone.

Indeed, the two girls in the car, one is a sexy long-legged beauty queen, and the other is an icy and cold little princess. In ancient times, they would both be stunning beauties who would be offered as tribute to the emperor and taken into the harem.

But now they were like drowned rats, soaked all over, running wildly with an unconscious underage boy on the outskirts of Lyon in the rainy night.

"The people from Kassel College have blocked the road out of the city. We will have to leave via the Rhone River. I have arranged a boat there."

Lyon is connected by the Rhone River and the Saône River, and the city center is located on a narrow delta where the two rivers meet. After they pulled Lu Mingfei out of the red-roofed building, they drove south.

Once they pass the deserted town ahead, they can transform themselves into people who have abandoned their car and leave by boat. The Potato Chip Girl will be responsible for dealing with all the surveillance probes.

The much-watched S-class hybrid Lu Mingfei disappeared mysteriously and was suspected to have been taken away. When the news got out, they were not surprised that Angers put aside his troubles in China and headed straight to France.

A small action offended the most powerful mixed-blood organization in the world. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Just as Changtui and Potato Chips were discussing how to explain to Lu Mingfei how they had inexplicably embarked on a bizarre journey of transnational escape after waking up, the boy who was sleeping with his eyes closed in the back row suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost subconsciously, he reached for his waist and tried to draw his gun, but found nothing.

Seeing this funny scene in the rearview mirror, Long Legs smiled and picked up the Glock on the console, with a playful smile on his face:

"Hey boy, is this what you're looking for?"

She was a woman with a strong sense of revenge. The incident of Lu Mingfei's ambush with Frigga bullets had been recorded in her little notebook. Now she finally had the opportunity to get back at him and collect some interest.

When she said this, she seemed to have forgotten that she was wearing a helmet when they met last time. Lu Mingfei didn't see her real face at all, and her unforgettable perfect figure was now firmly blocked by the seat.

But even so, Lu Mingfei still recognized her.

He frowned, observed the female driver through the rearview mirror. Her face was as beautiful as her figure, and said in a tone that said, "Ah, I knew it would be like this." He was no longer surprised.

"Are you Jude Mai?"

The words were meant to be a question, but when spoken they became a declarative sentence.

The certainty in his voice made Jiude Mai suspect that he had actually woken up a long time ago and had been eavesdropping silently.

But when she chatted with her companions, she basically called him by his nickname. Even if he really pretended to be unconscious, he would not be able to know her real name.

However, Lu Mingfei had no intention of clearing up her confusion and turned his head to look at the petite girl sitting next to him.

She was wearing a wet black combat uniform, her skin was cold white, her blonde hair was so light it was almost pure white and was braided and tied behind her head, her eyes were as cold as her expression.

This is a girl who looks like an ice sculpture, giving off an aura that says "keep away from strangers".

But Lu Mingfei turned a blind eye to it. While Jiude Mai looked as if she had seen a ghost, he reached out and touched the girl's head, smiling: "Long time no see, Renata."

The girl he called Renata was slightly stunned, as if she was a little at a loss what to do because of the sudden intimate behavior.

But she quickly reacted, stepped back and took away the rude hand, and corrected in a cold voice: "My name is Zero, not that name."

“Well, it seems like you’ve been through a lot as well.” Lu Mingfei expressed his understanding, even a little numb.

In the driver's seat, Jiude Mai could no longer suppress her cat-like curiosity and wanted to ask what was going on.

However, before she opened her mouth, her expression suddenly changed, she looked sideways at the rearview mirror, and said in a serious tone:

"Hey ladies and gentlemen, we might be in trouble."

Lu Mingfei and Ling, who also noticed the sudden change, turned around at the same time. A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the dark night.

In the overwhelming rain, countless hazy black shadows emerged.

A group of people wearing tattered black cloaks followed the car at some point.

The black shadows were murmuring an ancient and mysterious language, with a cloudy golden light in their eyes, and they were rushing towards us at a rapid speed like ghosts.

(End of this chapter)