Ni Ji followed a sentry into the private elevator.
The sentry leading him had delicate features, almost more feminine than a woman, but a sturdy figure, with hidden strength in his movements. Ni Ji knew he was a strong warrior with just one look.
Ni Ji guessed that his spirit body might be a cold-blooded animal like a snake, python or lizard. When he looked at people, even if his eyes were smiling, there was always a cold feeling in his eyes.
He introduced himself to Ni Ji, saying that his name was Le Ruo and he was the first bodyguard of the Minister of Military Affairs Jiang Yimei.
The special elevator for the two of them started to go up.
"You are very lucky. Being noticed by the adults means you will be very successful." In the elevator, Le Ruo looked at Ni Ji with a frown and a look of recklessness. "Perform well, maybe you will soon surpass your teacher."
The way he looked at Ni Ji was very presumptuous, as if he was looking at a skinned fish on a chopping board.
Ni Ji was very familiar with this look, and also knew the meaning behind it.
Since attending these endless banquets, he has often seen this kind of person and this kind of eyes.
They just hold a little power in their hands, and they think they can trample on the dignity and even lives of others at will, trample on them at will, and humiliate them at will.
Le Ruo took Ni Ji to the top floor of the tallest building in the center of the villa.
This is a bedroom, with a big soft bed and various chairs of different heights. The walls are decorated with mirrors, and sweet incense is burning in the incense burner.
The roof is completely transparent, and there are large floor-to-ceiling windows, providing a great view. You can see the scenic garden below and the starry sky above your head.
Le Ruo only let Ni Ji sit on the sofa he designated.
"You need to adapt to the rules here and learn to obey." Le Ruo said, "Speak nicer and don't disobey her words, even in the slightest."
Ni Ji nodded and said, "Okay."
The voice is very gentle, sounding like a tamed lamb.
Le Ruo thinks Ni Ji is not bad. He likes people who are practical. This way, everyone will be much more relaxed. He may suffer a little, but he will also get rewards. He doesn't have to work hard and can still enjoy himself.
Sometimes adults would take a liking to some not-so-sensible guys, causing them to go through a lot of trouble and even making things look ugly. It would then be a hassle to clean up the mess.
Of course the ministers only care about their own pleasure. Aren't they the ones who do the dirty work? Why are their subordinates here?
"That lady doesn't like others prying into her private life. Don't tell anyone about your coming here, including your teacher." Le Ruo said, "When I brought you up, I deliberately took the exclusive passage because I didn't want others to see you."
"Okay, don't let anyone know." Ni Ji answered obediently, and his voice even sounded a little happy.
Le Ruo left with satisfaction.
It was already very late at night, and the banquet was in its second half. Most people were no longer in the mood to drink, and were looking for fun. The lights in the tree shadows and flower clusters and the rooms of all sizes were dimmed, and in those shadowy corners, all kinds of chaotic scenes were playing out.
Ni Ji sat on the designated sofa, looking at the garden and the star-studded sky above his head.
He suddenly thought of another starry sky, and the scene of himself and another person running hand in hand under that starry sky as bright as a canvas.
Like that, facing the wind, running on the road, swimming in the sea.
He shook his head, forcing himself to erase those images from his mind.
I really shouldn't go to such a dirty place to think about her. I shouldn't go to such a pure place to think about someone like her.
Even just thinking about it feels like a blasphemy.
Le Ruo brought some equipment and first searched Ni Ji's body thoroughly, and then used a metal to carefully check his front and back detector.
"We have to be careful," he said. "You know, we have to be on the lookout for assassins. Who knows if we might run into some crazy people who deliberately approach us and try to kill themselves?"
As he said this, he took out an injection, held Ni Ji's shoulders and gave him an injection in the neck.
Ni Ji sat there, looked at him, and didn't make any resistance.
He knew what these people wanted to do was extremely dirty and vile. On the one hand, they hunted and abused others at will. On the other hand, they valued their lives very much and were very careful in every step, fearing assassination and revenge.
Le Ruo was very satisfied with Ni Ji's obedience.
"It's nothing, just some little things to liven up the fun." Le Ruo said happily, "It's just to make you softer and lose your ability to resist too much. You will get used to it soon. You will find that this kind of thing is much more effective than fighting hard on the battlefield, and you will get everything you want soon."
He thought about it and took out the second injection from the tray.
Ni Ji suddenly reached out and pressed his wrist.
"I have to do this for the safety of the adults," Le Ruo said.
"There was a sentry, a girl. She was given an injection, but I didn't expect she still had strength left. At the critical moment, she suddenly jumped up and almost killed Lord Jiang." He gestured at the throat. "Everything here was cut off. Fortunately, she was rescued in time with the most advanced treatment cabin."
"Thanks to my presence at the scene, I was able to subdue the female assassin in time." He smiled at Ni Ji, "Do you want to know what happened to her in the end?"
Ni Ji didn't say anything, just held his hand and looked at him coldly.
"That's more like a sentry. A sentry who has been on duty for years should have this kind of look." Le Ruo kept smiling. "I always feel that you act too docile, which makes me feel a little uneasy. But don't worry, just two injections. It won't help no matter how powerful you are."
"If you don't agree," his expression turned cold, "the master will not come out to see you. You will be in trouble."
Ni Ji looked at him for a long time, let go of his hand, sat up straight, and stopped talking.
Le Ruo smiled again, and pressed the sharp syringe against Ni Ji's neck. "It's okay, don't be afraid. At most you will need to lie in the treatment cabin for a while. I promise you won't die."
The cold liquid was pushed into Ni Ji's blood vessels. He whispered in Ni Ji's ear, "Soon you won't be able to move at all, and you'll have to let others do whatever they want. But it's okay, I'll be with you the whole time."
When the sound of the door opening was heard, Ni Ji could no longer sit still. His straight back slid down and he fell completely on the sofa.
His eyes were closed, and he could only look at the sky above. His vision was clear, and he could still speak, but his limbs were limp and he seemed unable to move at all.
The person who came in was holding a wine glass, with bright red nails on his fingers. He stood in front of him and looked at him for a moment.
"He looks good, but what is his spiritual form? What?" The man's voice was arrogant and his expression was cold.
It was as if the person lying in front of her was not a living person, but just a toy that she could do whatever she wanted with.
"I don't know." Le Ruo stood aside and answered with a smile, "He can't release his spiritual body now. I can let him release it later and let you see it."
Ni Ji heard the voice asking him, "How old are you? What's your name? Is it voluntary? I don't like to force others."
Ni Ji, who was lying there, asked a question that was completely unrelated to the question, "Do you remember Contaminated Area 32?"
His voice was flat, without any obvious emotion, and he didn't sound like someone who had been taking drugs.
"Contaminated area? I have no impression of it." The voice of the person on the other end sounded a little impatient, perhaps thinking that he was being tactless by bringing up the contaminated area at this time.
Ni Ji continued, "Yes, you signed the dispatch order, asking all the soldiers at the northern border to go there and get a piece of living insect jade."
The person opposite sat down on a chair in front of him and raised his feet, revealing his exquisite high heels made of crocodile skin.
"Oh, I remember now. A piece of living worm jade was found in Contaminated Area 32." The voice became even colder. "Live worm jade is rare, but it's nothing to me. It's just that those sentinels in the north couldn't even bring out a piece of worm jade. They are simply a bunch of garbage. It's a disgrace to me as the Minister of War. It's really an unpleasant incident."
"Why do you ask that?"
Ni Ji hummed softly, "It's me? Just to confirm."
The high-ranking official of the empire sitting opposite him gestured to Le Ruo with his red-nailed hand.
"He's okay as a person, but he can't talk, which is disappointing."
Le Ruo, who had been standing respectfully by the side, stood up and walked towards Ni Ji. He had a somewhat embarrassed expression and was holding a gag.
"You seem quite smart, but why did you suddenly stop talking?"
He bent down and approached Ni Ji with a frivolous look on his face. Looking into Ni Ji's indifferent eyes, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up.
This is the high-ranking Sentinel's intuition about danger.
Le Ruo leaned back quickly.
At that moment, the sentry's dynamic vision allowed him to clearly see the scar on Ni Ji's wrist split open. He actually used his fingers to pull out a thin silver needle buried in the muscle from his arm.
The long silver needle was made of unknown material, but it was stained with his blood. He held it in his palm and stabbed it towards Le Ruo's throat.
escape.
Le Ruo made a judgment at that moment.
As long as he could avoid the vital parts and dodge the fatal blow, no matter how badly he was injured, he could save his life in the treatment cabin afterwards.
Although he couldn't figure out why Ni Ji still had the ability to attack, all he had to think about now was avoiding the most vulnerable parts.
Even if he had to endure this injection, he could at least hold Ni Ji's wrist for a while.
At that time, Jiang Yimei would react and press the emergency button on her personal terminal.
This damn assassin will be captured by them.
The next moment, his pupils contracted.
He saw the long needle in Ni Ji's hand. The silver needle stained with blood emitted a strange red light. The thin needle suddenly soared in the air and turned into a blood-red long knife.
That bright red color, like the fire of revenge burning in hell, stung his eyes.
Le Ruo felt a hot current on her neck.
The world began to turn upside down, his vision became very high, and he saw a headless figure standing in front of him.
Strange, who is that and why is he wearing my clothes?
It was not until his vision lowered and heads rolled to the carpet that he heard the sharp scream of the Minister of War, whom he had been serving.
His headless body fell to the ground almost at the same time as Jiang Yimei.
Normally, the high-ranking and arrogant imperial official's scream before death was no different from that of an ordinary person.
Sharp, terrified, unwilling to accept his fate of death. Like most ordinary people, he died in an ugly and embarrassing way, without any elegance or nobility.
The carpet was covered with blood from both men.
Le Ruo stared at the blood-red world in front of him and suddenly thought of that day. That day was just like now, the carpet was covered with blood. He strangled the neck of the female sentry who assassinated the minister and pressed the girl's face on the carpet.
"You will get your comeuppance one day."
The girl had a pair of very beautiful eyes. Even when she was tortured to death by him, the spark in her eyes was not completely extinguished.
You will be punished.
At that time, he felt that he did not take this sentence to heart.
He tortured the assassin and laughed at the fact that there were such fools in the world.
He had heard such words too many times, but he had never seen anyone suffer real retribution.
It turns out she was right.
retribution.
The head on the carpet closed its eyes.
…
Ni Ji stood in the messy house. He wanted to erase all traces of himself left here, fingerprints, footprints, even with a knife.
The scene turned into a bloody mess.
Jiang Yimei was of noble status, so this incident would definitely cause a huge stir. He needed to be more careful and meticulous when cleaning up the mess.
On the way to being called up, no one saw him. The only person who knew about it, Le Ruo, had already turned into a corpse.
He completely wiped out the surveillance cameras in the elevators and on the roads. He also needed to remove fingerprints and some biological traces.
It wasn't too difficult. He basically didn't touch anything after he walked into the room.
Ni Ji stood up and felt dizzy.
He knew the medicine was taking effect.
Before doing this, he conducted a thorough and detailed investigation and knew all the tricks and bad habits of these people.
So, when Le Ruo came to the pool and called him, he secretly injected himself with the diluent hidden in his pocket.
So the drug takes effect much later in the evening than those people expected?
But? That smiling guy was too cruel. He actually injected himself with double the amount.
Ni Ji pinched his brows and found blood on his hands. He stood up and looked at the mirror on the wall. There were mirrors everywhere in this room. Something as clean as a mirror.
The person in the mirror was filled with murderous intent, with large patches of glaring blood on his face and body. When he stood up, he looked like a demon that had crawled out of hell.
"That person has returned. I wonder if he has received the things I sent."
This thought suddenly crossed my mind at this moment.
He shook his dizzy head to get rid of the thought.
Why do I still think of that person when I am so dirty?
But once the thought came up, I could never get rid of it, and it kept coming up like waves, layer upon layer.
"Does she like the knife I gave her? Will she keep it with her?"
"That person has been back for so many days. What has he been busy with?"
"Where is she now? What is she doing?"
In those mirrors reflecting the blood, even the man's smiling face appeared.
Are you crazy?
I must be crazy.
Why would you dare to go when your hands are covered in blood and you are like a devil? Think of the person who is like the moon.
The dizziness in my head gradually worsened, and my heartbeat and blood vessel pulsations became faster.
Random thoughts and smiling faces popped up one after another.
Ni Ji tore off his blood-stained white shirt, wiped his hands and face, cut the bloody shirt into pieces and flushed them down the sewer.
With his upper body naked, he opened the closet that took up an entire wall in the room and found rows of brand new men's clothes neatly arranged inside.
Ni Ji picked out a white shirt of the most common style, put it on, and put on his original cufflinks, collar clip and those inexplicable decorations.
I smoothed my hair and saw myself in the mirror, looking like I was just now, frivolous and dissolute.
His steps were already unsteady. Ni Ji put on gloves, took one last look at the bloody scene, pushed the door open and left.
…
The lights in the corridor were dim. Ni Ji walked very quickly. He saw double vision and the ground began to distort.
Did he know what Le Ruo had injected him with? Something dirty.
I have to walk faster, find an empty room, lock myself in, and get through this time.
Occasionally, a few figures with fancy clothes and unclear faces would walk past him with smiles on their faces.
He heard the obscene sounds coming from every corner.
A few people appeared out of nowhere and grabbed him.
"Hehe, look, there's a drunk guy here." Those people pushed him away with a smile.
When they say "drunk", they don't mean drinking.
At this moment, Ni Ji's eyes were red, his body temperature was high, and his steps were unsteady. Everyone knew what had happened.
This kind of thing was common on such a night. In this luxurious courtyard, almost every room was filled with plenty of "spices" and "candies" for people to enjoy.
Ni Ji wanted to wave his hands to push them away, but his arms were too weak to move.
The arm that once could kill several monsters was now so weak that it couldn't even push away an ordinary dude.
His resistance was ignored by everyone and he was soon cornered by these guys who were out looking for fun.
"You look good, right? Can't find a date? Why don't you play with us?"
"Just? It's a little too high. Pull it down a little."
"Wow, this face is amazing."
Those people were talking and laughing. Ni Ji couldn't see their faces clearly. Hateful faces overlapped in front of him, with their mouths opening and closing and shaking constantly.
Ni Ji waved his hand and pushed away an arm that was trying to touch him.
It only attracted a burst of laughter from the people around.
"He's not willing yet."
"You can't even stand on your legs, yet you're still pretending."
"I like roses with thorns like this."
A small dagger slipped out from his sleeve, and Ni Ji held it tightly between his fingers.
Now, this knife was his only support. He had no strength left, his fingers were shaking, his legs and waist were weak.
But he could still kill. At least one person.
He tried to open his eyes wide and look at the people who were coming towards him.
Just one cut, one cut on some guy's neck and it would all be over.
He knew these guys. They looked intimidating and arrogant, but if one of them died, they would immediately scatter like flies.
But, I would be doomed to die with this kind of trash, with no possibility of escaping.
Ni Ji's eyes were red, and he reached out to grab the bloodthirsty blade with trembling, weak fingers.
At this time, he saw a familiar face.
That is the moonlight that penetrates into the seabed, and it is the person he misses secretly from time to time but never dares to touch easily.
It must be an illusion, he thought.
These drugs have driven him crazy.
Everything around was distorted and chaotic. Only the face of that person who suddenly appeared in the distance was unusually clear.
I saw that face in a daze and looked over here. The last bit of ruthlessness in my heart could no longer be mustered.
Yes? That person.
She was coming this way.
If there is anyone in this world to whom Ni Ji can trust everything, it is only the person in front of him, a guide.
A powerful and reassuring guide.
Ni Ji looked at the guide who was walking towards him through the crowd, and he felt relieved.
The surging anger in his heart dissipated, and a surge of grievances that he was absolutely unwilling to admit emerged.
His body, which had been tense with gritted teeth, completely relaxed, and his back, covered in cold sweat, slid down the wall.
An arm reached out and supported his body in time, preventing him from falling down.
"Go away, this is my man." He heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.
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