Artificial Life 32
Let the professionals handle the confrontation; we won’t bother with it.
Zhu Fu Jingguang discovered information from Julian's body language that only the two water plant members could understand. He couldn't help but sigh behind the box, then quickly lowered his head to avoid another wave of attacks.
Binga perfectly inherited the style of the winery people. He carried a small arsenal with him. Even when facing Mr. Iori, an uninvited guest, he was not at all panicked. He was well aware of how to deal with such extreme religious elements - don't talk, just start fighting.
As a result, three of Mr. Iori's six bodyguards have been killed, and one is still alive but has lost the ability to move and is in a coma. After all, Huiren Society is not a violent organization like the winery, and it is difficult to gain the upper hand purely by physical means. Of course, Binga is also a little embarrassed. The believers' fearless style still has an impact on him. At least Zhu Fujingguang can hear that his breathing rhythm is not as relaxed as before.
According to the current situation... Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Mr. Iori who was hiding behind, and the remaining two believers who were entangled with Binga, lowered his body, and quietly planned to go to Julian's direction to take the boy away. There were not many opportunities left...
"Bang--"
Zhu Fu Jingguang rolled over to avoid another wave of Binga's attack. "That was a close call," the sound of changing boxes rang out in the air. "You almost took our treasure away—" The man with corn braids narrowed his eyes, "Scotland..."
"No, it's Zhufu Jingguang, right?"
His heart was beating like a drum, and Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but widen his eyes. The familiar anxiety once again entangled his heart. For a moment, the huge impact made him want to vomit. "I met you once when you were still in the organization..." Binga continued to brag, "Later, by chance, I went to Nagano Prefecture again. After I came back, I felt more and more that something was wrong, so I went to check again. As a result, I didn't expect that the person Miravo dealt with is still alive!"
Zhufu Jingguang and Zhufu Gaoming brothers look very similar, and their blood relationship can be recognized at first sight. Zhufu Jingguang's veins popped out on the back of his hands. He held the wooden gun and scanned Binga's position, but unfortunately, he knew he missed it by the sound. "I knew there was something wrong with that woman," Binga was very excited. "And the cop who was said to have killed a policeman, I tried to investigate his experience, and even disguised myself to try to go to the police academy to check, but I got another surprise. A motorcycle shop clerk looked at the photo and told me that you look familiar..."
He must die.
Morobushi Kagemitsu calmly adjusted the weapon in his hand. If Binga was allowed to live, he and his relatives and friends would never have peace. Not only Morobushi Takaaki, but also Furutani Rei who was still undercover in the organization, and a series of related people who forged their identities for him... He took a deep breath, but at this moment, the atmosphere of confrontation between the two was interrupted by a cheerful voice.
"I say, Binga," Julian held the railing with both hands, his feet flapping in the air. Below was the water surface dozens of meters away, which looked almost as thick as cement. "Hey, can't you come and save me first?" The boy looked a little exhausted, but still had a smile on his face. "I am a valuable commodity. You can get me in high demand if you bring me to Rum... Don't worry about Scotland for now, come and help me. He definitely can't get through from this angle..."
"Tsk." Perhaps the words "being reused" touched Binga's sore spot, and also because he was confident that Zhu Fu Jingguang could not attack him at this time, the man actually walked to Julian's side, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's right hand and was about to lift him up, "When did you fall down, little brat - wait!"
Julian gave Binga an innocent smile, allowing the other party to see clearly what he hid in his arms. He took the opportunity of grabbing Binga's left hand to free his right hand, "Goodbye," he bit off the pull ring with his mouth. Ichinose Saku's personal teaching is well-deserved. We don't have wooden warehouses and cannons. The enemy builds them for us. What should we do if there are not enough goods? Take a stroll around the enemy warehouse, "Binga."
With a loud bang, Binga's body tilted forward, stepped over the railing, and fell down like a kite with a broken string.
Julian tried to open his bright red eyes wide, which had been blinded by the impact. The last thing reflected in his cloudy eyeballs was a hand stretched out by a man without hesitation.
"The sun is so dazzling..."
The sunlight shone on his body, like a flying bird, and then plunged into the sea.
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In the submarine, the young man tore off his disguise, revealing his blond hair and dark skin underneath. He folded his hands and watched the silver-haired woman take out a test tube from the box. The liquid inside was bright red.
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A middle-aged man with a determined face led his daughter and supported a young man in waiter's clothes. They worked together to bring the young man who was still in a daze on the deck onto the helicopter.
The sea was sunny and windy today. The Selmes sank here with all 3009 people on board, and none survived.
A moment of silence.
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"Julian," Alvin said with a hint of blame in his tone, "You are already 12 years old. You are not a child anymore. You should know to be quiet when watching a movie and not disturb others."
The boy sitting in front of him was obviously too excited. He was in a completely happy state after entering the cinema and kept trying to reminisce with his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Alvin didn't mind listening to his brother's chatter, but this was a work environment after all, and he didn't want his doting to cause his brother to go astray.
"What's the matter?" Ichinose Saku, who was standing across the Kirigou from Alvin, objected on behalf of the boy. He said with a bright smile, "Don't be too harsh on the kid. He just had a big fight. What's wrong with letting him play?"
At Alvin's helpless sigh, the boy nodded vigorously and met the pair of cold blue eyes beside his brother. He was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled.
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[Julian Mendoza's loss rate has reached 100%, and he has been automatically scrapped]
[You have obtained CG——Fledgling]
[The story is complete ▇▇▇]
[Soul fragment × 1 recovered]
[Dear host, I hope you will keep up the good work and continue to work hard to recover soul fragments]
[Julian Mendoza gives you a sincere smile]
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