Alien Executioner

"Stupid thing." He just glanced at the corpse with disdain on his face.

Gu Zhilan, who was breathing weakly, heard the noise, raised her head and looked at the familiar face coming towards her.

"I don't want to save you again in the future. I'm a busy man too." Feng Lin was very unhappy.

"Thanks……"

"Don't think you are so important that you can't be fearless. I just happened to come to Green Algae City." Feng Lin's voice became farther and farther away. He walked to the corner, picked up the hidden clothes, and put them on quickly without even looking at the girl.

"Dead..." Gu Zhilan spoke so softly that only she could hear it.

"Well, she's the 23rd one to die, and the third one to die in front of you." Feng Lin put on his leather shoes and turned his head to glance at the girl's body on the ground.

He wanted to comfort the girl, but he didn't know how to say it.

If that guy An Ran were here...what tone would he use to say it?

Feng Lin knew that this child had a good relationship with An Ran, and his mother was An Ran's direct subordinate.

But he was not An Ran, just a well-known villain who had no idea how to coax people.

Do I really have to learn the cold tone that executive officer An Ran always has?

Maybe this person likes it.

He cleared his throat, walked up to Gu Zhilan, scratched his hair, and spoke coldly:

"You are too incompetent. This kind of mission is not suitable for you, but it is not your fault. You have tried your best."

"Am I incompetent..." Gu Zhilan looked up blankly, "I tried to save them, but never succeeded."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Your situation is very special. As an artificial species, you don't have the normal means to improve your strength." Feng Lin saw that the girl had spoken and thought there was hope, so he continued:

"And there's no need for you to be sad. (V) I Qiba, Lingqi Luyi, they are not familiar with you, they just had bad luck, let's just pretend that this person never existed."

Gu Zhilan was stunned, her eyes wandering.

What a cruel sentence, just pretend that this person never existed. If I was also like this at the beginning, and was not lucky enough to be accepted by Xu Yanqian, then would I also be a person who has never appeared in the eyes of others?

This sad and suffocating feeling made Gu Zhilan breathless. She didn't want to think too much and thought of that man.

How nice it would be if I could be as lucky as An Ran.

The same experience, but with different results. He is a real monster, able to tear apart the predicament with pure violence and the power in his hands, but he doesn't even have the basic power to protect himself.

She didn't think it was unfair, it was fate. While enjoying everything, An Ran would continue to face greater difficulties.

But Gu Zhilan also wanted to be a monster, she was extremely eager.

But it's just delusion.

Ring Ring Ring - Three

The calendar ring of the cell phone suddenly sounded, Feng Lin took the cell phone out of his pocket, swiped his finger across it, and turned off the sound.)

"It's time." He glanced at the shattered glass barrier, "The next subway is coming, let's go."

Gu Zhilan nodded and stood up with difficulty. She could still hear the sound of fighting from upstairs. The executive officer and other alien species were still fighting.

"This way." Feng Lin walked into the women's restroom and glanced at the environment inside.

Gu Zhilan didn't say anything. The moment she was carried into the toilet, she felt a strange tingling sensation in her back.

Turning back, I saw a vague figure standing behind a pillar on the other side of the hall.

He and Gu Zhilan looked at each other, wearing half of a crimson mask, and their eyes were extremely similar.)

"Hurry up." Feng Lin pulled her clothes when he saw this.

……

A group of executive officers jumped down from the building, looked around the mess in the hall, and dispersed to check every corner.

The masked executive in the lead walked straight to the innermost pillar and waved his hand to signal the others not to come over.

He pulled down his mask and looked at the man inside.

"She didn't recognize you. Wasn't she disappointed?"

"I don't feel anything. We haven't seen each other for so many years. I'm afraid you have forgotten me." The man shrugged.

"If she still knew you were alive, she would probably be very happy." The executive officer lit a cigarette.

“There’s no need for people who have already died in history to show up and cause trouble.” The man took the cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke.

"Haha, you are such a bad liar." The executive officer said, "If it wasn't for Bluebell, you would have already taken action. In fact, you have been hesitating. You know your daughter's situation. If you really want to take action, you should do it quickly."

Chapter 313 Dream Death (Thirteen)

Island of the Dead, Banquet.

The giant lotus lantern hanging above the dining table flickered with gentle cold light, the light spread all around, and it was pitch black outside.

It was as if I was enveloped in a unique paradise, and the world outside was engulfed in complete darkness.

All the guests arrived. They first looked at the dreamlike scene in amazement, and then were led to their seats by the red-robed waiters. Each chair was marked with a name, and having a name engraved on it meant enjoying the family's status and being able to receive the family's resources and help unconditionally in the next year.

When they actually stepped into the inner hall for dining, some people changed into special dresses. Everyone smiled at each other and raised their glasses to pay tribute to the perfect cooperation that had just been achieved during the dance.

They exchanged glances, both men and women, with admiration and recognition for each other in their eyes. This family was so huge that even though everyone present had the same An bloodline, they were almost not related by blood.

They do not regard each other as relatives, but as opponents and friends.

Nuolu sat elegantly on crystal chair No. 56, which was at the very end of the long table, indicating that she was not taken seriously.

Although she has almost taken control of the entire Wilson family and is considered to be at the level of the head of the family, in the second district, there are more than just the Wilson family that serve the An family and have the An family bloodline.

For example, the chief executive director of the Ruierduant Group in District 16, Dryden Kyle, sits in seat No. at the top.

This was a middle-aged man of Eastern and Western descent, just like herself. He was not dressed very eye-catchingly, wearing a simple suit with a rose on his chest. As soon as he sat down, he kept whispering with the woman next to him.

While observing the men, Nolu discovered that Bertha had been greeting her, and the beautiful young woman was smiling at her.

What surprised her was the position of the woman, who was so young, sitting in chair number 9.

Could it be that the woman was lying? Nolu thought quickly. Bertha's story and background could not possibly allow her to be seated at No. 9 at the An family banquet. Not to mention herself, even Dryden only sat at No. 16.

The 32-year-old Dryden is not only the chief executive director of the Ruierduant Group, his father is also the chief advisor to the local FACA of the Second District Supreme Conference. Despite such a background, he did not even have a seat in the top ten.

Bertha is not even 30 years old, which makes her young among the family elites. She has never been involved in politics or business, and has never touched the power of an executive. The story of her killing a super alien at the age of 6 is also full of doubts, and her life story seems fake.

Even though Nuolu's heart was full of doubts, she decided to keep them to herself.

She felt that even if Bertha lied, it would be fine as long as the person she was working with had enough strength. Compared to a weak and worthless woman, she hoped that the other party had hidden strengths.

It's just that sometimes it's too mysterious and a little unsettling.

Facing the smile, Nolu also nodded and smiled, raised the red wine that had been poured in front of her, and toasted from a distance.

"Sister, are you alone too?" At this time, a light voice came from the side.

Nolu glanced and noticed that there was a girl sitting next to her at seat 57. The girl's dress was out of place among the guests at the banquet, and she was wearing a gorgeous black and red Gothic skirt. The girl also raised her glass and imitated her.

Nuolu didn't mind responding, she certainly hoped to make more friends at the family banquet.

After all, those who can appear here are elites from all over the world, and each of them is no ordinary person.

"Yeah." She smiled at the girl, "You too?"

"I wanted to bring my brother along, but the family said he was not qualified." The girl was distressed. "This is my first time here. I don't have any friends. This place is too unfamiliar. I have no idea where to start just by relying on the waiter's guidance."

"Little sister, what's your name?" Nuolu tried her best to smile and appear sociable.

The girl did not answer, but asked:

"What's your name?"

Nuolu knew why the girl was alert. She must have come to this island alone, without anyone accompanying her, not even a housekeeper or an assistant. She didn't know anyone here.

"Nolu, this is my name." Nolu put down the wine glass, "Just an executive officer."

"I see." The girl nodded thoughtfully. She felt relieved only after getting the other party's basic information.

"My name is No."

The simple answer is just one word.

"Nuo?" Nuo Lu was stunned for a moment and frowned, "Just one word?"

"This is my name." The girl named Nuo put her hands on the table and picked up the knife and fork.

"You have the blood of the An family, so you should have the surname An."

"Oh, then my name is An Nuo." The girl said, shaking her head again, her black hair swinging.

"No, no, I'm not from the family, so I can't be called An Nuo. My name is just one character, Nuo."

"Then what's your last name?" Nuolu felt a little strange. How could a girl like this get an invitation?

Being invited means that one has a noble status. What's more, the other party is No. 57, just one position lower than oneself, so his background in all aspects should be similar to one's own.

"I don't have that thing. I'm an orphan." The girl said nonchalantly, "The person who adopted me is dead. I don't know his name, and he never gave me a last name."

"Don't you know the name?" Nolu muttered. How could there be such a strange thing in the world?

"Then where do you live?" Nuo Lu wanted to find out the other party's location and then judge his value.

"District One."

It’s the first zone again…that most mysterious place in the far north, a restricted area once dotted with red flags.

Nuo Lu felt that she would never have to deal with District One in her life, so even if the other party had some connections in District One, it would be useless.

Nuo Lu smiled and ignored the other person.

She is such a cold person, otherwise how could she be called the cold-blooded queen in the second district? She also grew up by eating the value of others, even if the other party is a pitiful girl, only by constantly gathering each other's value can she stand higher in this world.

At this time, the exquisite candlesticks on the family dining table on the steps were lit, and a middle-aged man who looked unreliable stood up.

Everyone sat up straight, smiled and nodded to the head of the family, and the hall fell silent instantly.

An Mochen stared at everyone with his one big and one small eye, then cleared his throat.

"The annual family banquet is accompanied by everyone's expectations and aspirations. I'm glad that we can gather here. Our meeting with each other is accompanied by meaningful growth. As the head of the family, I am very happy."

"Everyone who is here has been invited. You are all part of this family. You are blood relatives. You are the best who have been recognized by the family for their glory and value. You share the family's responsibilities around the world..."

"Stop talking so much." The woman in the middle of the stairs said calmly, "I'm hungry. Let's eat."

Chapter 314 Dream Death (XIV)

This is really a strange family. An Mochen, as the head of the family, is obviously powerful and influential, but after hearing his wife's dissatisfaction, he shut his mouth, raised his eyebrows at his wife, and showed an awkward smile.

The head of the family's smile inspired the whole audience, and everyone started laughing as if they were used to it.

The hall was shrouded in a warm mist, as if this family had nothing to do with the devil. Everyone present was an elite at the highest level of the world, holding power and wealth, and could make or break a person during a conversation. From the lives of ordinary people to the Supreme Council, there were shadows of minions.

The mysterious Madam Xu Yuqing is like her face, which is always calm and indifferent. She is the person behind the scenes who truly controls the family. Everyone knows that the genius siblings An Xiao and An Ran have the same indifferent personality as their wives. On the contrary, the head of the family seems out of place.

Dinner was served at this time. To be precise, it was not dinner, but breakfast. However, the island was always shrouded in darkness. Everyone knew this, but they didn't care. They didn't care about these secrets, nor did they mind that the family's secrets were even more terrifying. The larger and more incredible the family's background was, the more help it would be to the people inside the family.

The main course was roasted lamb and some seafood, with a large broccoli as the side dish, followed by smoked ham and a very strange food. In front of each person was a small plate to hold the side dish, which was a sea anemone-shaped thing sprinkled with pepper and some onions, and was roasted.

These dishes are not luxurious for everyone, as most of the people present enjoy delicacies from land and sea every day. But it must be said that the cooking of these dishes is indeed very good. Family members ate happily, and the younger generations chatted with the older generations.

Except for the family members on the steps, the age difference between the members at the long table below the stage is not very big. They are considered to be of the same generation, and at most they are older brothers and sisters. Therefore, they all chat freely without any barriers.

Nuolu had been listening to what the people around her were talking about. Some were just gossip, while others were like secrets.

For example, a woman just married a congressman who is disabled but strong-willed and has the habit of keeping a lover.

Some of the younger generations heard that their seniors were from the Fifth District, and after clinking glasses, they claimed that their younger brothers were in the Fifth District and hoped to be taken care of. So during the pleasant conversation, the seniors casually promised to give an important government position to the younger generation's younger brother.

This is cooperation, everyone helps each other, pools together the resources they own, and enjoys them together.

A truly ambitious person will not make enemies for himself at will, let alone the other party is a member of the same family as himself. To some extent, they are all relatives and will not be regarded as enemies in the initial stage.

In this warm banquet atmosphere, the world's resources are distributed at will.

Nolu even heard a very exaggerated transaction. The man sitting opposite her was of extraordinary status. His four brothers and sisters were all executive officers and quasi-hall of honor. He himself was also the general secretary of the FACA branch of the Tenth District, and his father was even a member of the Tenth District Supreme Council.

In this background of power that sounds exaggerated, the man actually promised the woman sitting next to him that she would take the next first-class elite executive assessment, and becoming first-class would mean becoming a quasi-palace official.

The woman also happened to be from the Tenth District. Although her identity was not prominent, she had a record of killing two super aliens at the same time. However, because of a conflict with the director of the Tenth District, she had not been able to advance.

In this casual transaction, the woman did not pay any price. She only needed to promise that after she was promoted to the first-class elite, she would choose to stand on the man's side.

It seems that the FACA branch in District 10 has internal conflicts and is divided into factions... Nolu understood it all at once.