Chapter 488: Favorite weapon

Generally, it is difficult for people without systematic training to kill people because their own human nature has not been annihilated. Even if they lose their memory, they will still have compassion. Therefore, experimental products such as Song Ye were developed to eliminate humanity for a period of time. If they were thrown directly into cages for battle, they would not be able to bear their abilities, and they could only be carried horizontally.
But the girl in front of them had never experienced basic training for a clear day, and she was wearing the lowest level of experimental clothing, but she was able to hunt the target relentlessly.
Such people are either born with cold blood, or they like to kill people.
Perhaps this is why the lady named her number zero, the perfect killing machine.
Every organization has survival of the fittest. The ranking order is, and in the base, the zero is the most powerful existence. Even if the rank is lower than the six fingers, it is still a trial product, but the other party is still the best person with the potential to develop. .
This means that she will become the strongest person in the base in the future.
Later, when Song Ye took off his clothes and took a shower, he saw a tattoo on his shoulder, and the enchanting Beyond Flowers bloomed on the fair skin, like the imprint of eternal life.
At that time, she knew that this organization was the killer organization with the most wanted rewards and the most recorded crimes in the world. The code name was the tattoo on this shoulder.
Having said that, Song Ye has just experienced a life-and-death struggle with underground forces. After coming out, he was taken into a small room. "Choose a weapon you like here."
Song Ye faced a house full of strange and weird weapons for a while.
Then she remembered that the six fingers had the same weapon, so she stepped forward to carefully select it. When she saw a Swiss 0 sword 0, she felt inexplicably familiar, holding the saber at her fingertips. In her hands, that kind of intimacy came from the bottom of her heart, and other things could never enter her eyes.
Quickly selected this kind of thing, Song Ye immediately left the room and was taken away in another conference room. The host of the other bank sat in the first place, and there were six fingers on the remaining seat.
Song Ye glanced and found that the only old ghost was missing.
"Baby, sit by my side. I heard you picked a gift and showed it to me." The woman smiled and greeted her to sit down. The seat was in the right position on the right side of the woman, a position of great favor.
Ignoring the different eyes of others, Song Ye sat down calmly and passed the saber.
"Huh? Why did you pick something so rude, baby, it doesn't go well with your beautiful face." The woman played with the saber, and laid the knife's back on Song Ye's face and slowly moved. Really dissatisfied or just kidding.
"Get it at your fingertips." Song Ye said lightly, muscles were drawn between the opening and closing of his mouth, and the sharp blade left a small blood mark on his face.
"Oh, since you drank your blood first, use it by yourself. You will have to remember to apply the medicine later. If you ruin this face, you will be punished." The woman said, and returned the general knife to her. This only took away his eyes.
Song Ye sat on the seat with the weapon and didn't talk anymore. The bright red blood dripped from his face and stopped after a while. She didn't manage it either. She told her intuitively that she should not choose too much subconscious habits in the future. Things, that would cause women's dissatisfaction.
After a few minutes, the old man in the black robe was late. When he came in, he walked a little, without any kind of empty inspiration.
The woman glanced at him with a smile on her eyebrows. "I repeat, this is the place to kill, not the good church. If there is another sympathy, the punishment will be more than that. Remember, you guys Sympathy will only kill you. In order to give you a deep memory, we will once again strengthen the training, this time, the old ghost leads the team. "
The named old ghost lowered his head, and the ethereal voice answered vacantly, "Yes."
Despite his good cover, Song Ye noticed the stiffness of his body when he heard the intensive training.
It wouldn't be a good thing to think about this intensive training.
Out of the conference room, Song Ye was taken back to the room, still pale and cold on the bed and the wall.
She vaguely guessed that the old ghost was involved in protecting her, so she did not ask the other party about the situation.
There is no concept of time in the base. Song Ye doesn't know when the intensive training is, but just follows the six fingers to the basement every day for killing training.
The Qin family in the capital city of the Z country hosted a banquet again. This time, instead of celebrating the birthday, it was to welcome the return of Qin family's second grandson.
Qin Zhan was awarded the medal again for an extremely difficult task. The senior management approved his application, and he was transferred back to Beijing to confirm his high position. Looking at the entire country Z, this is also the major general who is only 27 years old.
At the banquet that night, Mr. Qin personally led the grandson to introduce them to the guests, and revealed in words that he would be entrusted with a heavy task in the future. There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Shu Yu and Qin Feng mother and son almost crushed the glass.
When the song ended, Qin Feng stopped the fresh Qin Zhan at the bathroom door, and the smile on his face was completely replaced by the haze. "Qin Zhan, what do you want, didn't you disdain this seat before, now it is specially When you apply to transfer back, the blind man knows what you think. "
Originally, after Qin Zhan was promoted to the rank, people walking around inside and outside are boasting, and the old man often hangs in his mouth and mumbles. Qin Fengyuan thought that as long as people didn't come back, he wouldn't be affected. Who ever thought that Qin Zhan, who had been firm before, would suddenly kill a returning carbine.
Looking at the face similar to himself in front of him, Qin Zhan looked away and stared indifferently in front of him: "I am a Qin family member, and I have inheritance rights. I will not come back, it has nothing to do with you."
"You ..." Qin Feng was furious, but there was really no reason to drive him away. In the end, he had to converge fiercely and put on a brother-friendly face. "Big brother knows that you don't like this home or like it. In spite of these family fights, the old man came back to you, but also wanted your ability and status to me, father, mother, Ah Zhan, I really don't want to see you as a shield. That's too great. Poor. "
As far as Qin Zhan is concerned, the Qin family and even the Qin family have no feelings for Qin Zhan. Even if Qin Feng is garbage, it is the kind they grew up under.
Author: Black can not write, I can only let the killers leaves play, that does not affect amnesia phase hobby horse of God is not good, the idea that there will not stem the idea of ​​the story