I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

Moyin looked at Yinjing Yiwei in surprise.

"Alright! It's all because of you talking nonsense! You said I was your girlfriend! You made me fall asleep in the middle of the night!"

Ginjing Iori angrily stepped on Moyin.

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't expect you to care so much about this. Go catch up on some sleep in the car."

"Okay, she's going with us?"

Silver Mirror Iori glanced at Tililia unhappily.

"Tililia wants to protect Moyin, so we have to go together."

Facing the hostility expressed by Ginjing Iori, Tillilia responded mercilessly.

"I alone am enough to protect him!"

"In denial, one person is not enough. If we encounter a large number of enemies, Moyin will need enough shields."

"Huh??? Are you looking for trouble?"

Ginjing Iori's mouth twitched as he clenched the rifle in his hand.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Iori, you're not in good shape today, so you can take a good rest. If you encounter an enemy, just let Tililia handle it."

Mo Yin spoke up.

"This girl doesn't even have a gun! How are you going to ask her to deal with the enemy?"

Ginjing Iori asked frantically.

"This is enough for Tililia."

Tililia waved her fist.

"You're not the pink-haired monster gorilla or the end-destruction machine from Trinity! And even they usually carry guns, okay!"

Silver Mirror Iori looked at Tililia angrily.

"Then do you want to take a punch from Tililia?"

Tililia said eagerly.

"Okay! Eat if you want! If I'm fine, you can stay. If I'm in trouble, then you can protect the teacher!"

Ginjing Iori said without any fear.

"No, no, no, Tililia is really strong. Iori, don't be impulsive. Tililia, you too, don't provoke Iori. Be friendly."

Moyin reached out and stopped Yinjing Yiwei.

"If Moyin says so, then Tililia should be more friendly."

When Yinjing Iori was about to say something else, she saw Tililia's little hand pressing on the wall next to her, and then a small and cute handprint was left on the wall, which immediately made her eyes widen.

What kind of power is this? This silver-haired guy! Is he stronger than the two from the Holy Trinity? Both smashing the wall and breaking it with one punch have some leverage, but Tililia's casual press like this requires even greater power to achieve the same effect.

What kind of monsters are these around Moyin!

She finally understood why Moyin stopped her. Even if she could take the punch, she would have to stay in the infirmary for two or three days.

"Okay, okay, let's go out."

Moyin patted Yinjing Yizhi on the cheek, and Yinjing Yizhi came to his senses and followed Moyin obediently.

Tililia didn't get angry either. She just took out a rice ball from Moyin's bag from time to time and ate it quietly.

After getting on the bus, Gin Jing Iori, who was sitting in the back seat, leaned against the window to catch up on her sleep.

After returning to Gehenna, she still has to go on patrol. If Sorasaki Haruna sees her in this state, she might ask her to go back to the dormitory to rest, which would be putting the cart before the horse.

She dragged Moyin to Gehenna because she wanted to help Sorasaki Yona, not to come back and sleep!

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Outside world, Umbrella Corporation headquarters.

Boardroom.

A group of Umbrella directors and executives sat around a huge conference table.

Everyone had a PDA in their hands, which played what happened last night at the St. Lentin Biopharmaceutical Academy Institute.

"Everyone, it can be seen that this Mr. Moyin has a great prejudice against our Umbrella Company. At the same time, he has rich combat skills against BOW. We have to admit that we underestimated him. I am afraid that he has mastered the secret of his blood to a certain extent."

A tall white man said, tapping the table lightly.

"Impossible? Executive Officer Modly, if he really has his own blood sample, how could he be so weak? He should be stronger than all the BOWs. Judging from the video, isn't he just a soldier with a little combat experience?"

The black man with an eyepatch on his left eye questioned.

"Tovan Martins, you should have watched yesterday's surveillance video before you speak. That's why you black people are superficial. You only look at the surface and don't care about the details. The only values ​​you have are fearlessness and stubbornness, but this is also the cheapest quality."

Modly lit a cigar and looked at the black man with the eye patch with disdain.

The disgust was totally undisguised.

Chapter 1640 Shut up, nigger!

"Fuck! Modly, do you really think I'm afraid of you?! Do you want to let our guys go out and fight to see who can stand to the end?"

Tovan Martins' forehead bulged with veins, and he roared at Modly angrily.

"Shut up, nigger, are they worthy enough to compete with my boys? With your brain, I can kill them all before they go to the battlefield."

Modly said with a sneer.

Tovan Martins angrily took out the Colt hanging on his waist and pointed it at Modley's head, but found that Modley was still holding a cigar with a contemptuous look on his face and ignored him.

Just as Tovan Martins was about to pull the trigger, an old but powerful voice came from the first seat in the conference room.

"quiet."

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Tovan Martins' forehead, and then he put down the Colt in his hand.

“I’m sorry, Director Akshet, I got a little impulsive.”

Tovan Martins apologized with some fear to the old man who was sitting in the first seat and looked intimidating without even getting angry.

In the final analysis, these executives are just soldiers selected by the board of directors to serve the board of directors.

If you angered the directors, his head would fall to the ground in a minute, and another soldier who was pleasing to the board would take his place.

So he didn't dare to resist the old man named Akshet.

The lives of these executives are all in the hands of this old man.

"Modley, tell me why you reprimanded Towan. If you can't give me an explanation that satisfies me, then you don't have to sit here."

Akshet gave the order in a commanding tone.

"Of course I can give you a satisfactory answer, Director Akshet, and I will prove how much better I am than those five niggers over there who are worse than pigs and dogs."

Modly put out his cigar in the ashtray and picked up his PDA.

Then a huge image was projected on the center of the conference table.

"Look at this surveillance video. The most outstanding tyrant in our Umbrella Tyrant series, T-liliya, whose single arm strength exceeds 20 tons, was suppressed by him at the moment of launching the attack."

"Although the restraining effect of the restraint suit is still there, T-liliya's regular strength is also about five tons. Even other tyrants in the power release form cannot suppress it, but this man can do it easily. This is the best evidence that he has mastered his own blood."

Modly played the surveillance video from last night over and over again.

Towan Martins' already dark face became even gloomier, and he indeed did not notice this detail.

"Next, look at this paragraph."

Modly swiped his PDA again, and the image on the projection immediately changed to the scene of Moyin being rolled over by Delkenla's tentacles.

"Towan, what did you see? Come, I'll teach you what details to pay attention to."

Modly mentioned Tovan Martins' name.

And Akshet did not stop Modly from humiliating Tovan Martins this time.

Because Modly did provide evidence to support his point of view.

And obviously he will come up with another piece of evidence next.

Since he is not as skilled as others, Towan should be humiliated.

Executives exist to enable the directors of the board of directors to better exercise their powers, and mediocre people are not worthy of becoming executives to serve them.

"The man named Moyin was captured by Director Delkenla, but he immediately fought back."

Tovan Martins said with a cold sweat, he also knew that this would be very dangerous. If he showed his incompetence in front of the directors of the board of directors, he might lose his job.

"What does this mean?"

Modly asked relentlessly.

"Generation, it means that he has mastered the power in his blood."

Towan answered with a cold sweat.

"That's bullshit! If the scene before our eyes means that he has mastered the power in his own blood, then Director Delkenla's head, which has activated the power of the Z virus, would not only have been chewed up by him with his eyes and brain, but his entire head and skull would have been crushed into pulp. He could have done this without even using the bayonet!"

"W-what? Didn't you say before that he mastered the power in his blood?!"

Towan was so angry that he used a loud voice to cover up his inner anxiety.

"I said that he has mastered a part of the power in his blood, but in this part, he is obviously hiding his strength! This guy is undoubtedly hiding his incompetence."

"Look at the relaxed expression on his face. Could you have such a calm expression when you first met BOW? Moreover, you were caught in front of a monster by inhuman organs and your own mobility was restricted. Could you be as calm as him?"

Modly's sharp eyes swept across all the executives present, and as soon as their eyes met his, they all looked away.

If they encounter BOW, they can fight back and kill it, but it is impossible for them to be dragged away with ease like Moyin.

After all, people will be afraid of weapons that are more powerful than themselves.