Alien Executioner

Otilia took the menu, glanced at it symbolically, and said the 27th "dish" on the back of the menu. It was obvious that she had come here more than once.

"Golden Feast?" An Ran asked in a low voice.

"It's omelette rice. I think it's delicious."

An Ran pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

He noticed that many eyes were looking at him, but he didn't alert them. He signaled the waiter to bring two bottles of drinks and waited quietly.

When there was no one around, Ottilia took out a color photo from her pocket and handed it to An Ran across the smooth table top.

An Ran looked down at the photo and finally couldn't help asking, "Our seats are next to each other, there's no need for you to throw it like this. I think you're complaining about the distance between us."

"It's good that you know." Otilia snorted coldly.

"What do you think I should do so that I won't hurt your heart?"

"She accompanies me to do many things, such as shopping, watching movies, eating, and sleeping." Her Royal Highness the Princess said bluntly.

Chapter 53: Extremely Evil (IV)

Her Royal Highness's face was filled with desire. Even though her face was cold and a little childish, her gaze was as if she wanted to eat people up.

An Ran tried his best not to look into the woman's eyes. He lowered his head and observed the photo. The photo showed a handsome old man standing in the snow, wearing a hunting suit and an old-fashioned hunting rifle on his shoulder. His eyes facing the camera were the iconic green color of the Tananiya family.

This was the result of Ottilia's two-day investigation, and she was a little surprised by how successful it was.

"This is--"

"My uncle, Baron Vdalia, is an unemployed vagrant who idles around all day and hangs out with questionable people. My mother hates him too."

Ottilia took out a stack of photos from each pocket and handed them to him.

These photos are obviously taken secretly, and based on the same clothing, it can be judged that they were taken on the same day.

Baron Vdalia often frequents entertainment venues and is surrounded by beautiful women. He is a bohemian old man. He is handsome when he has no expression on his face, but very obscene when he smiles.

An Ran didn't know Baron Feldalia, but from the contemptuous look in the princess' eyes, it was not difficult to tell that this baron was not a good person.

"This is the conclusion I have come to after two days of investigation. My uncle is connected to the person who wants to assassinate you." Ottilia said coldly.

An Ran put the photos back on the table and looked at the woman as if he was examining her again.

This extremely offensive look made Ottilia frown, not understanding what the deeper implication was.

"what happened?"

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to investigate someone from your own family."

"You think there are people in the Tananya family who want to hurt you, and I happen to be one of them, right?" Otilia held back her anger.

"That's not what I meant. Your stance is so clear that I can't find anything to criticize." An Ran praised.

"But thank you very much, it's enough for you to do this."

"I don't like my uncle, so I don't care what you do to him. But you should let your clothes down a little and avoid my family's sight as much as possible."

Otilia looked around and made sure there was no one around them, then she lowered her voice and gave instructions.

"This is District 1. Many things that happened here cannot escape Tananya's operation. In fact, when I learned that you were assassinated, I knew it must be related to the family, but I have no ability to change it."

"Although Baron Vdalia is a dandy, he is very alert and good at anti-tracking. He used to be a member of the elite Alpha Team. Even when facing family members, he still shows a sense of distance and is out of place in the family."

"Aren't you afraid that this will be the beginning of shaking the foundation of your family?" An Ran asked.

"I don't care. I said, I don't like my family, if possible, it's better to get rid of it forever."

He flipped open the photo and saw a string of addresses on the back. After a quick glance, he determined that it was a mysterious place related to the Tananya family, as well as a detailed list of people in charge of the place.

Otilia nodded, acknowledging that these were the “mysterious factories” of the Tananya family that were worthy of investigation.

An Ran was a little surprised by this.

"You seemed to have expected this."

"When I met you in the carriage in Siberia, I had already determined why you came." Ottilia did not deny it.

She looked straight at An Ran and said, "I have decided that you will be my husband. I will not forgive the group of people who tried to assassinate you. Even if they are hiding deep in the family, I will dig them all out and make amends with blood and flesh."

What an infatuated woman! Once Her Royal Highness falls in love with someone, she will never waver. An Ran regrets it very much, but being loved by someone is not something that can be solved by regret.

I can only sigh slightly and get away with it with a helpless and vague attitude.

"That's something for the future." He tried to avoid the subject as best he could, tapping his fingers on the first photo on the table.

"Leave it to me from now on. You don't have to take any risks. Those who try to assassinate me will eventually pay the price. I am called a tyrant because I will never tolerate it. Anyone who does something wrong to the An family will face endless revenge."

"I hope your attitude is not just talk." Ottilia said, looking behind An Ran.

Noticing that more and more people were around, An Ran lowered his head to tidy up the photos on the table. The omelette rice had been served two minutes ago. The waiter was Ottilia's man and was considered reliable.

Otilia had already realized something was wrong and stared at the sudden influx of customers.

An Ran was on a date with her, but they were just using the name of a date to transfer information. The An family already had an engagement with the Tananiya family, and quite a lot of people were hoping that the two would develop a romantic relationship, which also gave them the opportunity to cover up.

But even so, it was inevitable to become suspicious of the people lingering around them. The group of people looked up from time to time to observe the two of them, and the brief glance did not escape An Ran's keen perception.

"Is there sulfur?" Ottilia looked around and smelled a pungent smell in the air.

"It's explosives." An Ran said calmly, and the phagocytes in his body reacted a little. This was an instinctive and sudden reaction when facing an imminent disaster, but it only lasted for a moment, and they found that the disaster was not enough to harm the owner.

"Explosives?"

Ottilia repeated these two words. She tried to follow An Ran's gaze. The pungent smell was indeed like explosives, but how could there be explosives in this restaurant?

This sounds ridiculous, but when An Ran says it, it's the answer. The sharpness of the Devil Hall's executive officer is obvious to all. His cold and indifferent face is born to tell the truth, and no one would doubt that his words are false.

The huge restaurant was completely empty except for a few tables nearby. All the customers had left, as if they had received some kind of order and dispersed simultaneously.

Otilia felt uneasy and wanted to call the waiter, but there was no response. The waiters used to come and go, but now there was only silence. The restaurant was unknowingly as desolate as if it had closed down...Except for the men sitting at the tables at the back, they all looked muscular and had pistols on their waists.

She thought in silence for two seconds, but before she could say anything, An Ran stood up, grabbed her wrist, and rushed out of the restaurant.

The premeditated explosion suddenly sounded behind them, and the blast swept through the corridor. Neither of them looked back, as they already had the answer in their hearts.

Almost in an instant, the people at the other tables suddenly stood up and chased after it. They ran into the corridor at the last moment of the explosion and followed it.

An Ran received feedback from the phagocytes in his body, a total of seventeen heartbeats approaching in front of him.

A fully armed team appeared in sight. At the entrance of the corridor, mercenaries came firing at them with submachine guns. An Ran held down Ottilia's head, and the black and red sickle reached for the bullets.

This was an organized attack, and the target of the attack was the Supreme Director. The fully armed thugs didn't care about Ottilia's life or death at all, and fired bullets indiscriminately. The group of people following An Ran quickly turned around and fled, and soon fell in a pool of blood.

"There are two groups of people who want to kill you!" Ottilia was shocked.

An Ran calmly pulled out his T4 pistol and lifted up his windbreaker to block the princess's view. Six gunshots rang out, and then there was dead silence.

Chapter 54: Extremely Evil (IV)

It seemed to be over, Otilia leaned in the man's arms, and the sound of gunfire was deafening.

It was like a hail of bullets, covering the entire corridor, leaving no place to hide.

It was not as painful as she had imagined. She was well protected by An Ran, and apart from some tinnitus, she was fine.

When she raised her head, she realized that she was being embraced by this man, and her face turned red.

The gunfight that lasted for more than ten seconds ended when An Ran fired six bullets. He was not injured and used the Death God to carve a way out of the hail of bullets.

He glanced coldly at the six thugs lying on the ground in front of him, bleeding profusely, all of them hit by bullets on the forehead.

As the three-time shooting champion in Atlanta College, aiming at the vital points at the first moment is actually a compulsory course. For the executive officers, it is not the case that the bad guys are hit in the head while the good guys are only hit in the limbs. The Viper's philosophy is to use brutal means to end the other party's evil deeds.

An Ran put his arms around the princess' slender waist, pointed the T4 silver-white pistol at the corpse, and pulled the trigger again.

The bullet pierced the heart of the corpse from the back. Almost in an instant, the thugs stood up and rushed forward, roaring.

An Ran took a step back with Ottilia, holding the sickle in his right hand, his indifferent face showing that he had already expected all this.

The six figures were too slow in his eyes. The sickle drew a black blood trail and chopped the hearts of the six people.

The six thugs tried to be devoured before they died, but they couldn't do it, and half of their bodies turned gray.

The blood red in An Ran's eyes dissipated.

The real identity of the thug is an alien. He just pretended to be dead in order to lure Director An to get closer.

Although they had the advantage of their alien bodies, they were surprised that the bullets could not hit the man, so they cooperated tacitly.

If Director An were to move forward carelessly, the thugs would be fully confident of tearing him to pieces. Even the most powerful human being has weaknesses after all. Everything would be much easier if they could find a way to make him suffer the first injury.

An Ran noticed that one of the corpses had stiff fingers, as if he was about to draw a gun, but there was no gun on his body.

He realized that this was a signal to his accomplices, and in order to avoid exposing abilities that humans should not have in front of Otilia, he had to maintain the quality of an executive and take her away.

There was a sharp brake sound outside, and An Ran sighed slightly at the surge of heartbeats.

"What's wrong?" Otilia asked timidly.

The arrogant and cold princess finally showed some tenderness. She actually heard the sound of brakes outside. Apparently, several cars braked suddenly in front of the restaurant.

Could it be that the executive officer has arrived? She was expecting this result, but she could tell something was wrong from An Ran's helpless expression, which looked like a sigh.

"Maybe it's the Executor. We can go out and take a look..." Otilia couldn't help but say, "In Santa Ania City, no thugs dare to mess around, even if they are aliens." V

"I just feel that... a lot of people are going to die again. There are not only alien species among the thugs, but also many humans." I

An Ran sighed again, held the princess' wrist tightly and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator leads to the underground parking garage. There are also many heartbeats below, even more than outside the main entrance.

Apparently, the gang guessed that the two would escape from the underground parking garage and had already made preparations, so it was not wise to take this route.

Otilia frowned, she was very confused. No matter how she thought about it, she knew that the attack was premeditated.

How could the other party not know that this restaurant has an elevator leading to the underground parking garage?

In her eyes, An Ran's behavior was undoubtedly suicidal.

"If it was outside, passers-by would see a massacre, but not in the underground garage," An Ran explained simply.

He chuckled as he spoke, and Otilia was stunned. It was such an evil smile, just like the excitement of a tyrant in manipulating violence when he was about to preside over an execution.

This man didn't want to escape, but to...slaughter those thugs!

There were many vans parked in front of the restaurant. As the doors opened, groups of mercenaries in combat uniforms poured out.

Well-equipped thugs rushed into the main entrance, and the explosion left the hall in a mess, but it did not collapse. Passersby did not react at first when they saw this scene, and when they wanted to call the police, they found that the signal was blocked and the network in the area was blocked by a mysterious force.

This is a professionally trained team. The captain raised his fist to signal everyone to be on alert.

At the entrance of the corridor, there were several corpses, but they were not theirs.

Deep inside, there were also several fully armed corpses lying, with their chests torn apart, revealing the wounds of devouring.

The thugs looked at each other, and the bullets rolling on the ground were enough to prove that a gunfight had taken place.

The ground was covered with black and red bloodstains belonging to alien species, not the bright red that humans should have.

The captain walked towards the elevator, but before he could extend his hand, the elevator door slowly opened.

His pupils shrank sharply.

There were several corpses lying in the elevator, all killed with one blow. Blood splattered on the walls. One could imagine the man's calmness as he wielded the sickle.

But, in such a narrow space, how should the sickle be swung?

……

In the dark underground parking garage, a pungent smell of blood wafted into my face, and something was dripping, like water.

The car lights pierced the darkness, illuminating a hellish scene.

An Ran sat on the front bumper of the Ferrari, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and under his feet were the bodies of thugs, covered in blood.

Otilia had already sat in the passenger seat, looking at An Ran's bloodstained windbreaker through the front window.

There was silence, except for the crisp sound of fingers tapping on the glass.

"What a monster."

Otilia originally thought they were going to be in trouble until she saw with her own eyes how efficiently this man completed a massacre.

As speculated, there were indeed many thugs lying in ambush in the underground garage, some of whom were aliens, and the rest were actually humans. However, they soon died under An Ran's sickle, and the flowing blood gathered together, forming a flow-like movement.

After doing all this, An Ran did not rush to leave. He was waiting for the most elite team.

Ottilia quickly understood his intention. No one could tolerate being hunted for no reason. The reason why the Supreme Director was hailed as a tyrant was not because he had committed any inhumane atrocities, but because he would never let go of any alien species. As long as he was offended by any alien species, he would take the initiative to attack and eradicate all the opponent's alien forces and nests.