The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 479 Favorite Weapon

Chapter 479 Favorite Weapon

Generally, it is difficult for people who have not undergone systematic training to kill people, because their own humanity has not been wiped out. Even if they lose their memory, they will still have a heart of compassion.So when an experimental product like Song Ye is developed, it will take a while to eliminate humanity. If it is thrown directly into the cage for a battle like this, no matter how unbearable the skill is, it will only be carried out sideways in the end.

But the girl in front of them had clearly never experienced a day of basic training, and she was still wearing the lowest level of experimental clothing, yet she could hunt and kill targets mercilessly.

This kind of person is either naturally cold-blooded, or he likes to kill people.

Perhaps, that's why Madam named her Number Zero, the perfect killing machine.

In every organization there is survival of the fittest, ranking order, and in the base, No. [-] is the most powerful existence. Even if the level is lower than that of Six Fingers, it is still just a test product, but the opponent is still the person with the best potential. .

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 bath, he saw a tattoo on his shoulder, and the enchanting flowers of the other shore bloomed on his fair skin, like a brand of eternal life.

Only then did she know that this organization is the killer organization with the most wanted rewards and the most crimes committed in the world, and its code name is the tattoo on the shoulder, Bana Flower.

Speaking of which, Song Ye had just experienced a life-and-death struggle with underground forces, and after he came out, he was taken into a small room, "Choose a weapon you like here."

Facing a room full of strangely shaped weapons, Song Ye was a little dazed for a while.

Then she remembered that the Six Fingers had the same weapons, so she stepped forward to choose carefully. When she saw a Swiss Army Knife, she felt inexplicably familiar, and held the saber with her fingertips. In the hand, that kind of spontaneous intimacy emerges from the bottom of her heart, and other things can no longer catch her eyes.

After quickly choosing this item, Song Ye immediately left the room and was led to another meeting room. The owner of the Bana Flower sat at the first place, and there were Liuzhi and them in the remaining seats.

Song Ye took a glance and found that only the old ghost was missing.

"Baby, sit next to me. I heard that you picked out a gift, show it to me." The woman smiled and beckoned her to sit down. The seat was on the woman's right hand side, a highly favored position.

Song Ye ignored the different gazes of the others, sat down calmly, and then passed the general knife over.

"Huh? Why did you choose such a rude thing, baby, it doesn't match your beautiful face." The woman played with the saber, resting the back of the saber on Song Ye's face and slowly moving it, and she couldn't tell if it was Really dissatisfied or joking.

"Just take it with you." Song Ye said lightly, and the muscles moved between the opening and closing of the mouth. The sharp blade left a small bloodstain on the face, and the blood snaked down along the edge of the knife, looking desolate and gorgeous.

"Hehe, since I drank your blood first, it's up to you to use it. You must remember to apply the medicine well later. If you ruin this face, you will be punished." The woman said, returning the general knife to her. , and then withdrew his gaze.

Song Ye sat on the seat holding the weapon and didn't speak anymore. The bright red blood dripped from her face, and it stopped after a while. Things that would cause women's dissatisfaction.

After a few minutes, the old ghost in the black robe came late. When he came in, his steps were a little staggering, and he didn't have the erratic feeling before.

The woman glanced at him, with a smile on her face, "I'll say it again, this is a place to kill people, not a shantang. If someone is sympathetic next time, the punishment will be more than just these. Remember, you guys Your sympathy will only kill you. In order to give you a deep memory, we will conduct another intensive training, this time, the old ghost will lead the team."

The old ghost who was called lowered his head, and the ethereal voice answered in vain, "Yes."

Although he concealed it well, Song Ye still noticed the momentary stiffness of the opponent's body when he heard the intensive training.

Thinking about this intensive training would not be a good thing.

After leaving the conference room, Song Ye was brought back to the room, where the bed and walls were still pale and cold.

She vaguely guessed that the old ghost was implicated because he protected her, so she didn't ask him about the situation.

There is no concept of time in the base. Song Ye doesn't know the specific time for the intensive training, but he just follows Liuzhi and the others to the basement for killing training every day.

And the Qin family in the capital of country Z held another banquet, this time it was not to celebrate the birthday, but to welcome the return of the second eldest grandson of the Qin family.

Qin Zhan once again won a medal for his extremely difficult task. The high-level officials approved his application and transferred him back to the capital to accept his fate. Looking at the entire Z country, there is only one major general who is only 27 years old.

At the banquet that night, the old man of the Qin family personally led the grandson to introduce to the guests, and revealed in words that he would entrust him with important tasks in the future.There was thunderous applause from the audience, Shu Yu and Qin Feng's mother and son were so angry that they almost crushed their wine glasses.

When the song ended, Qin Feng stopped Qin Zhan who had just come out at the door of the bathroom, and the smile on his face was completely replaced by haze, "Qin Zhan, what do you really want? Didn't you disdain this seat before, and now you specially Apply to be transferred back, even the blind know what you're thinking."

Originally, after Qin Zhan was promoted to the military rank, people walking around here and there were all boasting, and the old man often talked about it.Qin Fengyuan thought that as long as the person didn't come back, his affairs would not be hindered. Who would have thought that Qin Zhan, who was still firm before, would suddenly kill a carbine.

Looking at the face in front of him that was somewhat similar to himself, Qin Zhan looked away and said indifferently, "I am from the Qin family and have the right to inherit. Whether I come back or not has nothing to do with you."

"You..." Qin Feng was a little annoyed, but he really had no reason to drive him away. In the end, he had to restrain his fierceness and put on a brotherly friendly face, "Brother knows that you don't like this family, and you don't like it either. Regardless of these family conflicts, the old man came back to you because he wanted your ability and status to protect me, my father, and my mother. Ah Zhan, I really don’t want to see you being used as a shield. That’s really too much Poor."

As far as Qin Zhan was concerned, the entire Qin family, and even Mr. Qin had no feelings for Qin Zhan. No matter how trash Qin Feng was, he was the seed that they grew up under Cheng Huan's knees.

Author: I can’t write black, so I can only let Ye Zi fight the killer organization. Amnesia doesn’t affect the relationship at all. Bad, bloody stalks will have non-bloody plots

(End of this chapter)

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