It was in a gloomy and dark alley. A petite little girl was fighting with a cold and handsome man, but smiling man. The speed of both sides was so fast that they were almost invisible to the naked eye. Every inch of each step, every movement, every dodge and attack, both sides had almost reached perfection. There was only a slight difference between them, and they could kill each other in an instant.

The little girl's eyes were full of murderous intent. Zheng Zha had never seen her with such murderous intent before. Even in the battle, her eyes were always calm like ice. That was the heart of an assassin, a heart that was always cold and plain.

But at this moment, she seemed to be possessed. Looking at the extremely cold and handsome man in front of her, there was a lava-like anger in her eyes, and she wanted to kill him, and even melted herself together. This was the first time she was revealed to others. At least Zheng Zha had never seen her like this before...

When the battle between the two sides was in full swing, the man suddenly turned around and walked deep into the alley, and the little girl was naturally unwilling to let the enemy in front of her escape. She rushed forward like crazy... Then, she never came out again.

This is Zhao Yingkong's memory, the memory before Zhao Yingkong's death. When he saw this, Zheng Zha had closed his eyes, but there was still a scene that broke into his mind...

In a simple and huge ancient building, a girl was slowly walking out of a room. The girl had short shoulder-length hair, beautiful appearance and a neutral handsomeness, and a childlike beauty. Beside this girl was a young man with a gentle smile. The young man looked very handsome, with handsome shoulder-length hair, and his figure was even better than a male model. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and he looked really a handsome man.

"Okay, Yingkong, don't guess anything randomly. I've said it a long time ago. Yukong is going to Africa to complete the task of chasing the remnants of the Nazis. Moreover, this task requires more manpower. I will follow the large army tomorrow." The man smiled gently, and gently patted the girl's head with his hand.

The girl shook her head as if she was a little uncomfortable. The girl looked cold, but she still showed a caring expression and said, "It doesn't matter? Brother Zhukong, do you really need to go to nine people? In addition, Brother Yukong who has already gone, are these ten people? It's considered a super-large mission."

The man named Jikong still smiled gently and said, "Yes, this is a super-large mission. The Nazi remnants' local forces are amazing. It is not easy to sneak in. Moreover, it seems that the other party is colluding with the defected assassins in Europe, so ten people must be sent this time."

The girl showed a surprised expression on her face. She thought for a long time before she said, "Is it that jackal doctor? I heard that he did a very terrible thing in Europe, and it's very powerful?"

The man laughed a few times and said, "I said that, you don't have to worry. Could it be that you don't believe in my strength? Not to mention me, even Yukong can easily solve that man, but it's also considered to train other newcomers, so it's a big mission... By the way, Sakura, do you want any gift? I'll bring it back to you in Africa."

The girl shook her head, and she looked at the man and said seriously: "I naturally believe in Brother Zhuikong, your strength, the only gift I want... Please bring everyone back together, okay?"

The man gently patted the girl's little head and said, "This is natural. They are my partners, so stay at home with peace of mind. I will bring everyone back safely." After that, he showed the girl's signature gentle smile.

The girl nodded, and she looked at the man's smile silently. For some reason, she suddenly had a premonition. This might be the last time she saw this gentle smile. Next time she saw Brother Zhukong again, he would never smile like this doting smile to her again...

The girl shook her head suddenly and drove this ridiculous idea out of her head. Then she took the man's arm, accompanied him, and walked towards the hall outside the house. On this afternoon near dusk, the two of them walked silently in the courtyard of the ancient and elegant ancient residence, silently moving further and further...

Then, bad news came...

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"Am I...resurrected?"

Zhao Yingkong lay on the stone bed and opened his eyes silently, but her eyes were not the anger that Zheng Zha had expected, but the confusion.

"Well...ah, Zhao Yingkong, are you okay?"

If Zhao Yingkong's performance was anger or hatred, then Zheng Zha still had something to say to the little girl. But now her performance was obviously beyond Zheng Zha's expectations, so she actually asked the idiot's question in the midst of her turmoil.

"fine……"

Zhao Yingkong replied subconsciously, and she stood up staggeringly, not at all the shrewdness and indifference he used to be. Now she is more like a confused girl of sixteen or seventeen years old...

[It seems that the reunion with Zhao Zhuikong has indeed changed her a lot... But looking at her current appearance, compared to her unforgettable hatred for Zhao Zhuikong, it is more like being confused about what happened in the past? Or... being confused about her memory? Does this have anything to do with her first personality?]

Yang Yun stood under the altar and sighed slightly. He knew the plot well, so he naturally knew the story of the two brothers and sisters. In his opinion, Zhao Yingkong in front of him was like a little girl covered in scars, looking strong, but in fact he was already full of scars in his heart. Just take a needle and sting her gently, and he could no longer trust anyone.

Yang Yun turned his head to look at Zheng Zha and found that he had started the work of resurrecting Zhang Heng. Looking at Zhao Yingkong with a confused face, Yang Yun sighed again and walked towards Zhao Yingkong.

"...Are you confused? What happened to Zhao Zhuikong?"

"……Um."

Zhao Yingkong didn't ask Yang Yun why he knew the name Zhao Zhukong. She just murmured with confusion: "Brother... why did he betray us? Why did he do that? Is it really what he said? Just to try his own weapon, for such a thing, can he completely kill all his partners who had fought side by side?"

Yang Yun looked down at the poor little girl, and suddenly felt an incomparable feeling of pity in his heart... He wanted to hold Zhao Yingkong in his arms, tell her everything, so that she would stop crying. He didn't want to see this face showing such a heartbreaking expression because of confusion, and no matter what, he didn't want to see...

But in the end, Yang Yun just reached out and gently touched Zhao Yingkong's hair...

"Come and find me tonight, I'll tell you a story..."
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