Chapter 114 Save the World

"That person is our target 'Ye Lu'?" Jiang Changhai asked in a low voice.

During this time, they have been tracking members of the "Night Heron" organization.

Jiang Changhai sometimes pretended to be a member of the organization, and sometimes pretended to be a client who wanted to buy information, quietly getting closer to the truth bit by bit.

Just yesterday, they learned a piece of information that "Night Heron" himself would appear here to complete a deal.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie sat alone in a roadside Western restaurant, looking at his watch from time to time, then raising his head and looking out the window, as if waiting for someone.

No, maybe not him.

Jiang Changhai looked around and saw a person in the park across the street.

Approximately sixty years old, male, with slightly white temples, wearing glasses, a slightly outdated old-fashioned jacket and gray trousers, sitting on a bench in the park reading a newspaper, with an old thermos cup at his hand.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like an ordinary person relaxing in the park.

But his posture when reading the newspaper was a little strange... The newspaper was placed very low so that he could observe his surroundings at any time, and he never turned the pages, staring at one position for a long time...

It was obvious that the other party was just a five-year-old child, far inferior to him in strength and physique, but Jiang Changhai was convinced that if there was a conflict between the two parties, he would be the one who died.

"Mi gardas Kapricornon." Yanlu Ge said it a third time.

I believe the eldest daughter of the emperor will understand, right?

"'Yelu' is dead. You are free." Yan Lüge said casually.

"Thanks."

…

He solved another pollution incident.

Jiang Changhai remained silent.

"In the future, I will build an organization, a very large organization. Although sometimes it may wander in a gray area, most of the time I hope it is more 'formal' and closer to a modern company in terms of system. And you

He will be the founder of this company.

He understands the meaning of prayers, so the prayers he speaks have the power to pollute, and the effect is even similar to that of pollutants.

"You don't have to be so afraid of me. I won't kill people casually, especially my own." As if sensing Jiang Changhai's fear, Yan Lüge slowed down his tone, put away the knife, and raised his head slightly, letting the light shine on him.

Turning his face to the side, he made his expression look softer and more sincere, "Although I have no experience in accepting subordinates, I will try my best to be a good leader.

Bones, muscles, blood, brain, skin, everything belonging to humans are all mutated.

——Darkness, madness, despair, rebirth, obsession.

His mind was distorted and his body was mutating.

He had just wiped his folding knife clean. The shiny silver blade shone sharply in the sun, like the fangs of a wild beast. It was very beautiful.

Jiang Changhai started to speak but stopped.

However, it is different if what is being killed is pollutants.

Jiang Changhai was originally struggling with what he could do to live longer, so when Yan Lüge extended the invitation in a calm tone and even suddenly brought up the issue of remuneration as the topic changed, he was a little surprised.

"Mi gardas Kapricornon." Yanluge lowered his head and whispered the prayer in Matthew White's ear.

He watched helplessly as Yan Lüge ran to the man in the park, said something to him like a real child, and then when the man leaned over, he suddenly violently slashed his throat with a knife.

It's a very strange and subtle feeling.

The fluttering of the "Capricorn" mark in my consciousness slowly subsided.

Jiang Changhai thought it was a joke, but when Yan Lüge looked at him, at a certain moment, Jiang Changhai saw very complicated emotions in his eyes.

Several tentacles wrapped around the body of the pollutant, tore it into several pieces and threw it aside.

The intelligence department organization "Ye Heron" is completely built with "Ye Heron" as its core.

There was never any reverence for life in his eyes.

Matthew White turned into a pollutant and crawled on the ground, shouting fanatically and piously: "Mi... gardas... Kapri..."

"Okay, you better go die." Yan Lüge said.

He couldn't help but use the honorific.

"Save the world." Yan Lüge said.

His spirit gradually became a monster.

Once he himself died, the entire organization naturally fell apart.

His body lost its human form.

This child indeed has no sense of the rule of law, but he distinguishes between good and evil, closeness and distance. He has his own scale for who should be killed and who should not be killed.

Although it was self-defense and counterattack, he did kill someone after all. It would still be a bit troublesome if he left someone's house in this state if he was discovered.

The man held his throat, took two steps back in disbelief, and fell into the bushes behind him.

Jiang Changhai was a little unsure. If he refused, the knife would be stained with blood again - his own blood.

There is a certain connection between the alien imprint and the contaminants, but the dominance of this relationship depends entirely on the superior person who owns the imprint.

Yan Rong's child is simply a monster in human skin, or a natural-born killer.

As expected, Jiang Changhai saw "Sail" and many contacts identified by code names.

Yan Lüge looked at the corpses on the ground and smiled strangely.

He looked at the child playing with a knife in front of him and suddenly realized that the other person probably didn't mean any harm to him.

But the originally panicked mood calmed down unconsciously.

The extreme pain drove him crazy.

"If you do something bad, I will point it out directly and give you a chance to correct it. If the way I do things makes you feel sad, you can also tell me and I will change it.

Matthew screamed miserably and rolled and struggled desperately on the ground. He was so strong that the leg wrapped by Yan Lüge's tentacles was twisted and broken.

"Can I ask, what do you and your organization plan to do in the future?" Jiang Changhai asked cautiously.

Finally, with heart-rending screams, Matthew White turned into it, a half-fish, half-goat monster.

——It was as if a world had been destroyed in front of him, and he was struggling to emerge from the ashes and be reborn.

Matthew could no longer scream.

Yan Lüge was still smiling, making it impossible for outsiders to tell that he was actually suffering from the same pollution and pain as the mutants, and even worse - the "Capricorn" mark pointed to by this pollutant was rioting at the bottom of his consciousness.

It's like responding to changes in pollutants.

"You are actually very suitable for this job." Yan Lüge, who was wiping the blood on his folding knife, said, "I mean intelligence work. You have not received any training, but you recognized a professionally disguised spy at a glance. This is a

A talent."

Yan Lüge returned as if nothing had happened and threw the things he found from the other party's body onto Jiang Changhai: "You guessed it right, he is 'Ye Lu'."

Except for his crazy worship of "Capricorn", the source of pollution, nothing remained in his consciousness.

"By the way, there is also the issue of treatment.

Jiang Changhai froze for a moment - because he discovered that the things that had just been thrown on him, in addition to items such as wallets and mobile phones, also included a fresh stick that had just been cut off, dripping with blood, and the muscles at the cut twitched slightly.

finger.

But he didn't dare to say a word, so he awkwardly used this finger to unlock the fingerprint lock on the other party's phone and log in to the software they usually used to communicate.

"I'm going to ask." Yan Lüge raised his eyes, hid the small and sharp folding knife in his hand, opened the car door and walked out.

"You can continue to work in my father's company and get paid, and I will also give you an extra salary. In view of the special and dangerous nature of our work, the extra salary I will give you will be at least three times your current salary.

More than times."

"Work for me." Yan Lüge said, with a hint of doubt in his tone, "I want you to become the new 'Night Heron' and take over this organization."

Daily chatter:

I promised not to watch Dark History.

As a result, more people visited.

Outrageous!

(Meowing in anger)
Chapter completed!