Alien Executioner

The woman in tight combat uniform said calmly:

"It's risky to bring Director An here. Everyone knows you're a scary devil. How can I not prepare in advance?"

She looked directly into the deep eyes of the man in front of her, showing no fear at all.

"I know that phone is with you, so... I still advise you to hand it over. It will be good for all of us."

"I don't understand what you are saying, why don't you say it again."

"Delay time? Have you informed the executive in advance?" The woman thought she was in control of the overall situation and smiled coldly.

"I think you have no chance. If you want, you can look out the window. We have two snipers stationed in the building opposite. They will shoot if you make any unusual movements. Of course, you must obey my orders."

An Ran didn't confirm the truth and sighed.

"So I just walked into a trap. If I'm not mistaken, you are actually an artificial alien."

"You are so perceptive that you actually said I am a man-made alien, not an alien. You are so scary."

The woman was surprised at the man's sense of smell, but her eyes still swept over his windbreaker and stared at the pockets.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. I wanted to be gentler. Every woman wants to leave a good impression on Mr. An, especially a handsome and feminine man. I am no exception. But I will only feel uneasy if I am with you. Hand over the phone. I don't want to kill you."

The woman picked up the T4 silver-white pistol on the table in front of An Ran. In her eyes, An Ran certainly didn't dare to stop her. The two aimed sniper rifles really existed and were guarding in the apartment building opposite. They would shoot at the slightest sign of trouble.

The corners of An Ran's mouth rose in an imperceptible manner.

In his eyes, this self-righteous and arrogant woman actually knew nothing.

She didn't know An Ran's identity, and didn't know what a terrifying monster the person sitting in front of her was. She just regarded him as a powerful human executive, so she thought she could control the entire situation with the pressure from the gun.

Maybe the woman and the two snipers are the type of people on the list... They have the same actions as Wang Fenggu Simiao, come from the same force, serve the so-called adults, but are unaware of each other's existence.

"Why? You don't have much time to consider." The woman played with the exquisitely crafted silver gun in her hand.

The threat was reversed, and it was the woman's turn to put pressure on the palace executive. An Ran just snorted coldly.

"I'm curious how you knew I had Xu Sinuo's phone."

He wanted to confirm the information about his informant in FACA headquarters.

The woman did not hide it:

"I have been in the Countermeasures Bureau the whole time, but no one can recognize me. There are three nurses on duty in the ward, and I am one of them. Since the phone was not found in the ward, it can only be with you or the guy next to you... Sister Tang, according to the subordinate relationship between you, even if she gets the phone, she will give it to you as soon as possible."

"It's just an ordinary cell phone, but you're threatening me with it. There must be something shameful inside."

"Hahaha, this is really interesting. Director An, you are so funny. You must have known about the strangeness in the phone a long time ago, but you still wanted to ask questions. You are so smart that I don't want to keep you anymore."

"I just simply don't know. There's nothing I can do if you want to think so." An Ran glanced out the window to determine the location of the sniper in the apartment building.

"You think I will believe you? You underestimate me." The woman smiled. "Director An, I noticed that the pressure in your eyes has eased. Are you secretly looking at something? Are you trying to find the sniper?"

What a quick response.

An Ran was actually quite indifferent and didn't mind having some fun with this woman.

But his nonchalant behavior made the woman nervous. On the surface, she regained the final say, but in fact she was anxious. She certainly didn't dare to shoot the Hall Executive, let alone a member of the An family.

For the woman, since An Ran is still unwilling to hand over his phone, she must use words and the current threatening situation to convince him. This is a stalemate game, and it depends on who can't help but give in first.

But why can this man remain so calm?

The woman could not understand why, even though the other party was a high-ranking officer and had many experiences in fighting against different species, he was indifferent in the face of such a fatal situation and even continued to chat nonchalantly.

"No need to wait any longer, Director An." The woman's tone turned hostile. "I know whether the executive officer is coming or not. You didn't even notify him. Since he's coming alone, there's no need to say so much nonsense."

"My phone is not with me. I left it in the office." An Ran smiled bitterly and shrugged, "Give me a chance to go back and get it."

"Do you take me for a fool?" the woman gritted her teeth.

"of course not."

An Ran narrowed her eyes, completely changing her usual cold and elegant look.

The woman was startled.

He slowly opened his eyes, his deep eyes filled with murderous intent that completely enveloped her.

"you are too naive."

A rental building opposite KFC, four floors.

The man observed An Ran in the private room through a sniper scope and found it unbelievable.

"What are you doing..."

He muttered to himself, not knowing why the atmosphere changed. An Ran looked at him unscrupulously.

The man felt a chill as he looked into those eyes through the sniper scope, as if he was captured by a monster with a deeper look in his eyes.

"Damn it, let me shoot now." His heartbeat quickened and he muttered against his will, hoping that the woman on the other end of the headset would give the order.

Suddenly, the headset fell into dead silence.

The other sniper who was talking just now fell silent.

The man lying on the ground heard a noise behind him, and before he could turn around, a gunshot rang out, piercing his back.

The sound echoed in the headset for a long time.

Sister Tang stood at the door holding a pistol and dropped the dagger in her other hand. It was this dagger that had silently cut the throat of one of the snipers just now.

In the private room, the woman raised the T4 pistol and pointed it at An Ran. After a moment of trance, the figure on the sofa in front of her disappeared.

The next second, a black knife was pressed against her throat.

An Ran appeared at the side at some point, holding the Devouring Weapon Sanction, which he rarely used.

"It turns out that time stop is real." The woman's face turned pale.

"So you call this time stop." An Ran took the gun from her hand with an indifferent tone.

"In your eyes, it's only two seconds less, but it's enough."

Chapter 469 Hunting (Part )

Not long after the dark clouds dispersed, under the fresh blue sky and white clouds, the black helicopter shuttled through like a sharp sword.

In a bay where deep rivers converge, yachts splash water, seagulls gather and fly, and the sun shines brightly on the sea.

A man and a woman on the yacht are like travelers traveling together, appreciating all the beauty, holding a glass of fine wine, with passion for nature in their eyes.

But actually.

At the stern of the yacht, a woman in a black tight leather jacket was tied up with a rope and was buried in the water and tossing around.

This was a torture of drowning. From the beginning to now, the yacht had traveled back and forth for ten kilometers, and the woman had been dragged all the time. The speed of the yacht was so fast that it seemed like a car race. A large amount of sea water poured into her chest cavity, but she floated to the surface under the force of dragging.

She suffocated and gasped for breath for nearly an hour, and the yacht showed no sign of stopping.

The instigator of all this is a devil, and at this moment that devil is tasting the most expensive red wine.

"Help... Help! Help... Gurgle gurgle..." A woman's intermittent cries for help came from behind.

There was a flash of blood red in An Ran's eyes, and under his gaze, several seagulls turned into gray-white stone statues and fell into the water.

Sister Tang walked to the back of the yacht, stepped on the pedal, looked down at the woman in the water, and showed a hideous evil smile.

"Just scream, no one can save you no matter how much you scream, hehehehehe..."

She turned her head and glanced at the man's back: "Boss, do I look like a bad guy when I smile like this?"

An Ran didn't say anything, but smiled slightly, her long hair and windbreaker fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, he quickly reached out and grabbed a seagull that flew by. The seagull struggled in fear, flapping its wings to escape. The man who originally exuded friendliness became terrifying, with the same posture and eyes, but deep in his eyes, it seemed as if something had awakened.

But the seagulls still gathered one after another. They flew low above the yacht, but their judgment was deceived by the fragrance of the man.

An Ran gently stroked the seagull in her hand, held it in front of her, and looked dignifiedly into the frightened scarlet eyes.

His eyes no longer flashed blood red, but were filled with scarlet.

The seagull stopped struggling, its body gradually became stiff, and gradually it turned gray and rotten.

Seeing this, An Ran retracted the bloodshot in his eyes, but the seagull still did not return to its original state and completely turned into a stone statue.

"Did you fail again?"

An Ran's tone was somewhat disappointed. He gently held the seagull that had turned into gray. It flew away with the wind, leaving behind untouchable embers.

Turning around and walking towards the rear of the yacht, Sister Tang, who was using her words to portray herself as a villain, stepped aside. ⑵

"She's really stubborn. She still won't say anything even after all this."

"Not dead yet?" An Ran pretended to be surprised.

"Your yacht is going too fast. It's hard for her to drown." Sister Tang expressed her opinion. "You need to slow down the speed so that she has a chance of drowning. This woman was once an intelligence officer. She was born as a spy. She floats up and down intermittently. At most, it's just an uncomfortable torture."

"I'm not good at torture. Do you have any better ideas?" An Ran and Sister Tang sang in unison, their voices just loud enough for the woman to hear.

"I don't know what your sister would do. Would she feed the shark directly? Do you have sharks at home? Killer whales would also be fine, but there won't be any killer whales in this bay. I'm happy to learn how the executioner does it."

"Find a rock to tie her up and throw her into the water." An Ran waved his hand, "Just treat her as if she has no value."

"This is a bit of a waste. If we don't feed the fish, it will ruin her body." Sister Tang threw the wine glass into the box accurately.

"Do you have a knife? Give her a cut and let her bleed. Let's guess whether she drowned first or died from excessive blood loss."

"Fuck, boss, you are too cruel." Sister Tang was stunned for a moment. She knew that this was a joke to attack the woman's defense, but the man said it with a blank expression, and it was hard to tell whether he was serious or not.

Perhaps this was An Ran's real thought. He was just such a weird creature that it was not surprising for him to have any thoughts.

She felt a chill.

"Cruel?" An Ran frowned. "Do you have any better way?"

"I haven't thought about it yet..." Doctor

"No! No!" The woman screamed heartbreakingly the moment she emerged from the water.

"I... guh... say... say..."

"Is the boss going to confess?" Sister Tang turned her head.

Beside her, An Ran admired the scene, but could not see any beauty in it and thought it was very ordinary.

"I didn't hear it clearly. Ask her to say it again."

"What if I die?"

"Then we can only express our regrets and apologies."

"I'll tell you...I'll tell you!" The woman used all her strength, somersaulted and raised her head, and her entire head floated out of the water.

Her face was twisted and distorted, and her skin had noticeable wrinkles from being soaked in water for so long.

An Ran remained indifferent, but Sister Tang had already understood his thoughts. She ran to the back to slow down the yacht, then ran back to pull the woman out.

The woman was lying on the yacht, too weak to move. She looked pale and tired, and kept vomiting seawater.

"You...you treat humans like this..." The woman was extremely stubborn. "You are executive officers, and I am not an alien. What is the difference between you and those drug dealers in the mafia?"

Perhaps it was the last sentence that completely left her without any strength. The woman's limbs went limp and she fell to the ground.

"How interesting! Weren't you the one who started the chaos first?"

Sister Tang snorted and felt that she had to clear An Ran’s name.

"If the boss hadn't informed me in advance, the two snipers would have really opened fire. Is it necessary to talk about the law at this time? You threatened the life of the executive officer. Even if you failed, you will be sentenced to death for the serious circumstances."

"How come you don't know those are two toy guns?" the woman said stubbornly.

"Because they did fire the gun and hit the top director of FACA, or maybe it was you who fired the gun." Sister Tang gave a sly evil laugh.

An Ran, who was standing aside, frowned, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

The woman was startled. “I remember clearly not firing a gun.”

"If it's opened, it's opened. As long as there is evidence, it's fine."

Sister Tang shrugged, took out the T4 pistol and pointed it at An Ran's arm.

She suddenly thought that she couldn't damage the windbreaker, so she moved the gun down and shot at An Ran's leg.

The woman widened her eyes, stunned by this outrageous operation.

"Are you crazy?" An Ran pretended to be in pain and gritted his teeth, covering the wound with his eyes full of hatred.