Chapter 1131 Farewell
"I understand." No. 1, who was wearing a gray cloak, nodded his chin, with a rare hint of confusion on his face, "Things like No. 5 should never happen again. "
When No. 5 was mentioned, Lin Wan'er frowned slightly, but soon returned to her original state, "What happened to No. 5 had nothing to do with you, it was my fault. I thought that based on his ability, At least it's certain Keep him safe."
"I just need him to find the car and get on it to confirm the location of the car and mark the landing point for your portal." Lin Wan'er breathed out lightly. "But I didn't expect that he never got out of that car."
"The combat capability of No. 5 is far inferior to that of you and No. 6, but when it comes to self-protection ability, you two are considered together. Not as good as him.”
No. 5 has died in the field of the old president. This has become a reality. There is no point in saying more. No. 1 nodded and ignored this unpleasant topic. The most important thing now is to find out. The murderer who wants to kill No. 10, and... the implementation of the death plan.
"I..." No. 1 paused, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Sir, I want to take a look at No. 10. Don't worry, I will take a look and leave immediately. I won't be discovered. "
"No." Lin Wan'er was determined, and then she seemed to think again. When he reached something, his tone slowed down again, "Now your mission is the Death Plan. As for protecting No. 10 and tracking down the murderer, I will arrange for others to go there, you can rest assured."
"Today Different from the past, No. 10 now has not only Wu, but also an old president, Guangdong. As a law enforcement officer, even if you have such ability, it is not easy to get close to No. 10 without anyone noticing, and once a misunderstanding occurs, it will be difficult for you to escape."
"According to 6. No. 1 analysis shows that Wu’s control over Xia Tan’s door far exceeded our expectations, and he It seems that he has mastered the method to fight against that kind of power." Lin Wan'er's voice contained a hint of doubt, "Recently, he has devoured many doors, even some strange ones, but the impact on him was not great, and he did not fall into it. Despair, or on the verge of mental breakdown."
"Also, his interest in Zero is also weakening. What I mean is that he is learning to restrain his desires, and it is very effective." After a pause, Lin Waner continued: "He... is becoming more and more like a A person, a real person.”
Wenyan No. 1 was silent for a moment. For disciples like him, the horror of the Weird Door lies not only in its power, but also in its uncontrollability.
As far as the door in his body is concerned, it has eroded him into both human and ghost. If the night watchman hadn't helped him reshape his body, his current appearance would probably be more terrifying than a ghost.
Things inside the strange door are emotionless and can hardly communicate.
All they want is to devour other doors and corrode their own host in the fastest and most direct way.
This is how No. 4 died. He looked extremely miserable when he died. His entire face was rotten and his bones were exposed. This was his door, the last gift left to him.
No. 1 stood up slowly and whispered: "It's too late, I should go back."
Lin Wan'er stared at the face of No. 1, and after a few seconds, she gently Nodding her head lightly, she didn't know if there would be another chance to meet again after this time.
After all, at the end of the Death Plan, No. 1 needs to lead dozens or hundreds of high-level disciples who are on the verge of losing control and enter the old president's domain at the same time. Theoretically speaking, there is almost no chance that he will survive.
No. 1 is also aware of this. Lin Waner made it very clear to him before the mission even started. She would never hide anything like this.
"What will happen if I don't go?" Long ago, No. 1 asked after a moment of silence.
"I will report it truthfully to the above, but the people around them do not have this ability, so this matter will most likely fall on us. If you don't go, I will ask other people." Lin Wan'er was equally candid.
“If you don’t hold his head down, No. 2 may not agree, but No. 3 is different. As long as you open your mouth, even if you ask him to kill all the senior members of the Night Watch, he will go. ." No. 1 smiled.
Lin Wan'er was noncommittal. Such a question was also a torture for her, but she had to take action. No. 1 was the most suitable candidate. If he didn't go, then she would find No. 2 and No. 3. Let them talk.
“When does the mission start?” asked No. 1.
"The sooner the better."
"Let's do it." No. 1 nodded and commented at the same time: "That boy No. 2 is too thief and too tactful. He learned it from Little 13. As for No. 3..." The ascetic face appeared in No. 1's mind. He couldn't help but rub his face and smiled bitterly: "You let him preach and teach. It’s okay. I can’t even imagine him being an undercover agent.”
“What else do you need me to do for you?” Lin Wan’er asked, “You can tell me if I can do it. If you arrive, you will report it to the superiors.”
“I’m not familiar with the superiors, sir.” No. 1 shook his head.
"Then I will gather everyone together tomorrow and have a meal together." Lin Wan'er said, "Just think of it as seeing you off."
Hearing this, No. 1 slapped his forehead and said with great resistance: "No! I'm going to complete the task, not to die. I'm still thinking about coming back to have the wedding banquet of No. 6 and No. 7. I really don't know that guy Chenran's wedding day "What kind of scene will it be?"
"You will know when you come to see it." Lin Wan'er said, "By the way, you and I." The relationship with No. 4 is so good, don’t you have anything to say to him?”
Hearing this, No. 1 really stopped and showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he nodded, “You’re like that? "Sure, I really have something to trouble him with."
"I'll take the message for you," Lin Wan'er said, looking at him.
"Trouble, Mr. Please tell him that if one day he is lucky enough to attend my funeral, he must preside over my funeral and arrange for someone to shout three times in front of my tombstone: Funeral Day No. 1 Well, then help me set off some firecrackers.”
"It's best for the funeral to be at night, because I like red fireworks. It's best if everyone is here to let me leave in a lively manner."
The memory is fleeting, No. 1 pulled down the brim of his hat, Blocking his red eyes, "After all... let him take the lead."
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Rongcheng.
A small studio that is not very eye-catching, but also crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
Fatty and Jiang Cheng sat face to face, eating the breakfast that Fatty bought.
The fat man was not in the mood to eat, because all his attention was now focused on Jiang Cheng's neck. There was a slender red rope on it, and underneath the red rope, there was a delicate bell hanging. (End of this chapter)