Showdown in the 324th

(Suddenly I found that the NV colleague sitting opposite the office was very beautiful... Why didn't you notice it before?)

The corridor leading to the main office of the city is very long. The overall architectural style of the Crescent City still inherits the simple and bright structural form of the old era. Along the way, there are no colorful exterior windows similar to those common to the family castles, with colorful glass everywhere, and there are no bright metal walls or mirror galleries. There are no strange and fearful reflections, only familiar and cold square grid rooms, and the heavy room at the end of the corridor that remains tightly closed at any time and will not open actively.

Lin Xiang walked quietly and looked silently. Rubber military boots stepped on the soft and thick velvet carpet, making a slight "rustling" sound.

The progress of the matter was as expected before - Captain Soke's attitude was inclined to Long Tengling's side. He did not make a promise directly, nor did he agree to change his identity and become a comrade in the same camp. He did not even ask Lin Xiang what he needed? What he wanted? From beginning to end, his words and expressions were wandering. He only solemnly stated that the prophecy about "light" was very important.

This is enough.

Lin Xiang never expected the captain to change his fixed position and actively join Longteng as an absolute supporter. This is unrealistic and unlikely. The fixed thinking mode, as many as hundreds of years of survival, and the memories full of dark scenes in the underground shelter will cause instinctive laziness in the subconscious - he has no feelings and no motivation to feel the drastic changes in his environment again. Of course, the captain said that he has ideals. But this does not mean that he will be truly willing to participate in it and become a member of the one who destroys the existing system and completely transforms the future. He will only wait and see, but not be negative. Just like the previous secret information that he had in his hands, he will not promise, nor will he contribute and fight for a lifetime for a certain illusionless slogan as the movie says.

He is very cunning, but he has enough favoritism for himself. That's enough.

Lin Xiang believes that he can get a steady stream of help from the captain. Materials, information, and resources may even include strategic or tactical mass-produced weapons with ultra-high technology content.

But one thing is certain that Captain Sok will not provide combat-quality help to himself in the form of taking the initiative. He is a skeleton knight after all. Whether it is the Knight Order or the "Redener", he can enjoy rich material benefits that ordinary people cannot match. There will eventually be an unpredictable gap between ideals and reality. If you want to change, you only use your authority to help the direct destroyers without destroying your own material basis. This is the attitude of the captain.

Lin Xiang never imagined that a skeleton knight could join the Longteng Collar with a few simple words. Few people would make the most direct subversion of their environment while having rich material resources. However, there are many ways to revolution. Without coming forward and providing material support in secret, they can also achieve their desired goals.

Violent overthrow of the regime requires soldiers and soldiers.

Ultimately, they are all protein-based carbon-based life.

They need to eat, drink water, and need nutrition. In a way, substances are actually far more important than human power itself.

Now, Lin Xiang must face another and the most critical opponent of his trip——Aphra.

There were no extra guards and men, and behind the desk, there was still only a middle-aged man wearing a home clothes and smiling with a faint smile, feeling like the owner next door holding a white porcelain teacup and sipping coffee.

"You always do something unexpected to me."

Her voice was as soft and gentle as usual, but it was mixed with a clear coldness: "Although I don't know what your purpose is, I must admit that you are the bravest little guy I have ever seen. And it's very stupid."

Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He always felt that when power, speed, and thinking reactions evolved to a certain level, the battle between high-level psychics should rise to the level of non-substantial form of consciousness collision. Of course, if there is something that can always maintain its attractiveness to him, powerful and novel abilities must be one of them. Flame, frost, and instantly expanding super-high-strength muscles are all more meaningful than simple parasite star improvements. Especially in the eyes of hostile parasites with the same strength, these are the fundamental guarantees for determining each other's death or survival.

This is the biggest trump card you have.

The conversation with Aphra cannot be as dull as between himself and Captain Sok. There are always collisions and quarrels, and the key to balancing all of this is to see who is stronger than who has a bigger fist.

It doesn’t matter whether it is truth or morality. The only decisive factor in completely controlling things and development direction is whether you have the determination to kill all opponents.

"I don't want to be enemies with you and keep forcing me. I don't have a second choice."

Lin Xiang pulled over the chair and sat down, standing and talking made him feel as if he was being interrogated, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"There is an endless hostile relationship between the Skeleton Knights and the Red Republican Army. Even the "Redeners" cannot accept and recognize the fully shared social system. Haha! To apply a famous saying from the old era - between capitalism and socialism, it is never possible to find common ground that both sides can accept."

Afura put down the coffee cup in her hand, opened the trunk, took out a small 92f pistol from it, and wiped it carefully with a white silk squid. While doing these things, she kept smiling on her face.

"Maybe, we can talk about it."

Lin Xiang relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair, and said earnestly: "There are actually not many material disputes between Longtengling and the Black Prison Empire. I once said that as long as the balance can be maintained, Longtengling is willing to make concessions. Now, my attitude has not changed."

"What exactly should this be considered? The plea of ​​the desperate person? Or the last move when he was desperate?"

Aphra's voice suddenly became cold and filled with heavy moisture: "Young man, your eloquence is indeed good. Your language organization and logical thinking ability are also quite excellent. I admire your courage to find me directly on the interview alone. But you forgot the most important thing - from the moment the name Longtengling appeared and the independent banknotes were freely issued, you are no longer a copyist in the ordinary sense. You represent a force that is gradually becoming stronger. In wasteland, family and institutional organizations are actually equivalent to the country of the old era. The personal attitude of pleading is not enough to represent the price that must be repaid. The conflicts and disputes between Longtengling and the Black Prison Empire cannot coexist. Apart from absolute obedience, there is no second way."

Lin Xiang looked at Alfra carefully without saying a word.

Silence does not mean recognition or acceptance. Especially now, it is difficult for Aphra to understand why he walked into the office of his city master alone at this time and talked to himself about the words that had no meaning just now.

The troops sent are launching a full-scale attack on Yinyue City.

The main combat force was dragged out by the empire in the south. Without a sharp evolutionary army and an air force, the result of the battle was no longer suspense. In the case of losing, he came to find himself to seek peace and surrender.

Or, or ask for something else?

But why can't there be any element of depression or fear in his eyes?

Even if it's only a little bit.

Aphra was surprised to find that she could not see through this handsome young man. Below that too beautiful face, there was obviously a confident and crazy inflated heart.

The question is where does he get such strong confidence?

A mistake."

Lin Xiang's tone seemed to be sighing, plain and clear.

The expression on Afura's face instantly froze without any unnecessary thoughts. She subconsciously grabbed the 92f that was being wiped in her hand, quickly put the magazine on at a dazzling speed, raised it high, and aimed.

For advanced abilities, the most powerful weapon should be his own body, not something like guns. But it is undeniable that many times, guns are indeed easier to use than fists, especially when the opponents are just ordinary people without evolutionary ability.

"I've given you a chance. And you've said too much——"

The harsh gunshots combined with the ferocious and fierce final words, turning into a straight line spurted out from the muzzle, with no flame marks, rotating and flying towards Lin Xiang's center of his eyebrows.

"when----"

As expected, blood splashed, and a deep concave bullet hole appeared on the smooth forehead. The spiraling bullet completely solidified like the magic stopped by time. The sight that could penetrate the clear air and directly reach the opposite side of the desk was blurred. It was covered with strange serrated cracks, shaped like a spider web. The core position should belong to the eight-legged predator, which firmly stuck the tip and had been hit flat and deformed.

It was like a piece of reinforced glass that was smashed from the center by a high-speed flying object but did not break open on the spot.

There is no such device across from the desk.

The only source, Afura subconsciously gathered her eyes and stared at Lin Xiang, who was sitting on the chair with a calm expression.

A little crystal water droplets faintly penetrated from the edge of the broken crack.

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Afura's pupils suddenly tightened, and she pursed her lips and moved slightly. This nerve that was not controlled by the brain quickly spread to her arms raised, and the gun tightly held in her hands also swayed left and right with the rhythm of her shoulder shaking.

"Gudu————”

She swallowed a heavy mouthful of saliva, and the thrust throat joints made a crisp sound.

Aphra finally understood why Lin Xiang could maintain an attitude that seemed to have the upper hand every time he talked? He spoke strangely and had a fearless look. Even if he was threatened by himself, he did not have any fear or timidity. All of this was so strange. He had thought about the possible unexpected consequences from all aspects, but he did not find any reliance on his daring to do so. From the root of the source, he could only discuss all the abnormal situations with the huge Red Republic Army.

Aphra now knows that he is wrong. Moreover, he is very wrong.

Lin Xiang once hinted that he was not a synthetic life form created by genetic technology, and he was even very unfamiliar with all the situations of the Red Republic Army. However, he had never really believed it. No, it should be said that in his subconscious, Aphra did not think that it was true at all. Subjective judgments and the power difference between strength and weakness made her firmly believe in her own judgment, but she had not considered it at all. Showing the enemy as weak is also a means to effectively preserve her own strength in an unfavorable situation.

The biggest legacy is breath! breath! breath!

"Prince" gritted his teeth, and the expression on Alfra's face changed from shock to fear, then surprised, and finally he could not contain it, completely expressing his strong anger outside.

It's actually a parasite?"

The mouth is violently undulating, causing a huge and unsightly beauty to tremble up and down. It is like two conical mountains controlled by underground energy, squeezed and collided with each other.

"Claude should have told you that I'm not a copyist."

Lin Xiang's sitting posture did not change at all, and his cold eyes exuded a majestic and strong aura.

"That's right! Only this answer can explain everything."

Aphra's body trembled slightly, she glanced at him resentfully, and murmured to herself: "I should have thought of this long ago."

"The same sentence - I don't want to be your enemy, but you have been circling me. Now the latter layer of fig leaf has been torn apart, so there is no need."

Lin Xiang stared at Alfra's shocked and angry face and said lightly: "I have always respected NV people, but this does not mean that I will not kill NV people."

"If you have enough strength, you won't watch Claude die in vain in Ruin No. 64. Indeed, parasites with superpowers are very rare. However, with this alone, you are still no match for me. The level of strength cannot be compensated by relying solely on superpowers. Don't forget that it is not only men who can kill people, but also bloodthirsty——"

Afura pushed the chair away and stood up slowly, her fingers gently unbuttoned the buttons of the home clothes on her body and put them under her, and she wore them tight combat suit made of high elastic material.

Her face seemed to be covered with frost, and her faint anger was like magma melting on the ice.

"Yeah?"

Lin Xiang's voice suddenly became deep and cold.

A cold light flashed in Afura's eyes, staring at the overly beautiful face. After a moment, she smiled fiercely, raised her right hand, and entered the heavy and thick desk in front of her from top to bottom. She waved her wrist, which was firmly clamped by the cracked wooden part, and pulled the entire table weighing dozens of kilograms backwards. Using her right shoulder as a fulcrum, she waved a regular and standard circle in the air, and smashed it hard on Lin Xiang's head with a powerful momentum like a landslide and cracked.

"Bang————”

Lin Xiang stretched out his left hand to block the table that was smashed down in the air. With the two powerful reaction forces expanding, the flat table surface quickly deformed, making a violent and harsh sound of wooden boards exploded. The scattered thorns stood upside down, and the complete van-type table body broke from the middle into two halves that were not connected. Avra ​​grinned, and before the table body was completely broken, she had already swung forward. There was a sharp dagger in her left palm. She whispered backwards and cut her throat flat towards Lin Xiang, who was busy dodging.

The time before and after is no more than 15 seconds. The attack method of virtual first and then real should achieve the perfect attack effect. But this is not fatal enough - the opponent has the frost ability that can stagnate speed. When killing, it depends on who can release more attacks in the shortest time.

While cutting the blade straight forward with the left hand, the right hand that broke free from the table quickly returned. His arm shook, and the metal circle hanging on his wrist fell down loosely, and separated from his fingers and palms, protruding out four flat sharp and all-steel needles with a length of about ten centimeters.

It only took about 0:50 seconds to complete this action.

This is not all.

The abdomen suddenly retracted, and under the sudden pull of the muscles, the belt placed on the left and right shoulders suddenly tightened. The center of the reinforced polyalkali ring that should have been used as a hanging single-soldier caller, and four triangular wing-shaped blades flew out. They rotated rapidly in the air, and together with the weapons with both hands, attacked Lin Xiang at different speeds and rhythms at the same time.

No one can avoid all-round attacks at different angles and speeds.

He seemed to have no idea, and did not dodge or avoid, and looked coldly at the fierce Aphra with a strange and indifferent gaze.

The tip of the knife felt a hard stagnation. It did not penetrate the smoothness and softness of the human body at all, as if it hit the cement wall, splashing out the stubbornness of bits of debris.

It's still ice, thicker, harder and stronger than the extent of blocking the bullet just now.

Aphra's face turned as if he had just been fucked but had not left enough money. A violent roar broke out from his mouth, and he waved his hands and weapons desperately and stabbed at the ice wall blocking between the two.

Lin Xiang is indeed fearless———having this special ability that instantly solidifies and freezes can almost block any fatal attack.
Chapter completed!