Alien Executioner

At this time, several FACA special vehicles came speeding, splashing water, followed by the roar of engines, and four sports cars drove side by side from the other end of the road.

Ski stood up alertly, holding the deployed Devouring Weapon tightly in his hand. Three FACA special cars braked steadily in front of the Flying Eagle Group, and several executives in windbreaker uniforms jumped out. Four suspicious sports cars in the rear stopped about ten meters away and did not move forward. The faces in the car windows could not be seen clearly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader Ski. Your Eagle Team's lookout mission has ended." The leading executive handed over his credentials and spoke coldly.

Ski checked the document carefully and returned it to the man after confirming that it was correct.

"Were you sent by Director Nanasha? I haven't received any relevant notification."

"No, we have been authorized by Ivanovich to participate in this operation. The reason why you were not notified must be that the minister did not have time. He was too busy tonight." The executive explained coldly.

Of course Ski didn't believe this. Director Nanasha had told her many times that she could not send any more teams. This operation was to deal a heavy blow to Tananiya. The executives were all elites transferred from the third district. As for the branch chief... everyone knew that he was the closest and most loyal dog of the Tananiya family, and his deployment was probably not well-intentioned.

But in order to prevent the other party from noticing, Ski nodded slightly to calm the other party: "Okay, I believe there is nothing wrong with the minister's decision. What should we do next?"

He lowered his posture and saw from the credentials that the other party was an elite executive. Not only the man in front of him, but also the executives behind the man were strong men who should not be underestimated.

Even if they exposed the other party's lies, the Flying Eagle Team had no chance of winning the battle. As the worst performer, the team leader and driver was only a third-class elite.

He gently touched the team member behind him with his shoulder, and the team member quickly understood the hint. He was the only one standing in the back who was not completely in the man's field of vision. He quietly took off the communicator and handed it to the team leader. Ski tapped the communicator and tried to send a complete Morse code, briefly reporting the current situation to Nanasha.

Because the local executive officers were not trustworthy in this operation, they did not connect to the headquarters' channel. Only Nanasha was on the other side of the communicator. She listened to the Morse code without saying anything. Maybe she was analyzing it, or maybe she was transferring it to the headquarters. Internal betrayal was far more terrible than external enemies. Time was running out for the elites at the headquarters.

"You don't have to do anything next. Go back. This kind of occasion is not worthy of your geniuses to show their talents." The man sneered coldly, his eyes fixed on Ski's arms that were typing Morse code behind his back.

He sensed something and strode over. Ski hurriedly returned the communicator to the team member, but it was too late. The man still saw the scene of them passing the communicator. There was no shock or anger in his eyes, but a strange calmness. He took a deep breath and smiled. A group of men got out of the four sports cars.

The man kicked the team member down, reached out to grab the communicator and looked at it for half a second, then fell heavily into the water, turned around and waved at the group of people: "Do it cleanly."

Ski opened his eyes wide. The bodies of that group of people were overflowing with hard phagocytes. They were aliens!

They were surrounded, the enemy's number was far beyond imagination! Ski heard the sound of car engines coming from the rain again. There were at least 20 cars rushing over, which meant there were at least 100 aliens. He was filled with despair. The Tananiya family had heard about it in advance. Many people thought that the first district was the home of the Canary and ignored the headquarters. In fact, the headquarters also had many friends who were closely related to Tananiya.

Before the executive traitors returned to the car, Ski shouted at their backs:

"As an executive officer, you chose to go along with the aliens. Why are you still laughing?"

The chief executive officer turned around and looked at him: "What you said is correct, but there are many things in this world that cannot be supported by logic."

"Are you from the Canary or the Minister?"

"It's an interesting question. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Ivanovich is a coward. There is no future for us following him. Only Canary can lead us into a new world." The man sneered. He didn't mind telling Ski a little bit. In his eyes, the Eagle Team was about to be destroyed and posed no threat.

"The infiltration of FACA by the new citizens of Tanania is more serious than I thought." Ski and his team members slowly retreated, staring at the approaching aliens.

"You know a lot." The man said, "Xinmin is not something you should understand."

"My friends." Ski spoke in broken Federal common language, holding the hilt of the knife upside down in his hand, with no fear in his eyes.

He suddenly seemed like a different person. Even if he was just a novice in the executive team, he was still an executive and always played the role of a hunter when facing alien species.

"Anything that stands in the way of Xinmin will be crushed, even if it is FACA." Someone among the alien group in the rain said coldly.

"We have been half-baked for so long, and the aliens really think we are lions without fangs. What a crush!" Ski shook his hand, and the black umbrella in his hand was like a blooming flower. The Devouring Wu Changdao drew a silver-white arc in the darkness, cutting off the head of the alien three meters away!

Chapter 85: Gaze into the Abyss (XI)

Devouring Wu·Silver Moon Half Blade, the silver-white blade was washed by rain and blood, reflecting those pale faces under the moonlight.

Ski stood in the endless rain, the silver blade in his hand was shattered, the blood flowing along the blade was washed away by the rain, and there were several overlapping corpses under his feet.

Ski coughed up blood and touched his mouth. He was not proud of killing seven aliens.

He binged on food and his entire right hand was disabled. He could still stand with the help of the phagocytes, but his companions had all fallen and fell in a pool of blood along with the aliens.

As a team leader, I am really incompetent for not being able to protect these half-baked people.

Ski regretted that if he had binged earlier, he might have been able to protect them.

The alien species came from all directions, all of them unscrupulously exposing their phagocytic cells, all of them smiling, all of them mocking his heart with the calmest eyes. The few executive officers sat in the car smoking and watching all this silently. Only when Ski died could they completely control the situation.

Although it is only a half-baked group, as long as they are alive, they pose a huge threat.

Ski suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood and stumbled back. Ultimately, he could not bear the price brought by gluttony. His right hand could no longer hold the knife and he fell to the ground powerlessly, his vision blurred by the rain.

The aliens took advantage of his moment of weakness and pounced on him from three directions, their sharp claws piercing his throat accurately. The splattering blood excited them.

This was a counterattack by the Tananya family. Ski wanted to spread the news at the last moment before his consciousness faded.

The Tananyan family has taken action...

He could no longer speak. It took a long time for the long-lost voice to come from the other end of the communicator. Along with the noise caused by signal interference, Nanasha's calm voice came out:

"New people?"

A broken hand grabbed the communicator and handed it to the executive officer. He raised his head proudly, smiled and said:

"Hello, Nanasha, long time no see."

"You are..." Nanasha's voice was calm, as if she knew the ending.

"Minister Ivanovich, you seem to have become younger after not appearing for half a month." Nanasha said coldly.

"This is my last advice to you, Nanasha. The future will definitely belong to us, the new people."

"I will kill you with my own hands." Nanasha cut off the communication.

The man threw the communicator out of the car window. It was no longer useful at this time. He lowered his head and looked at the corpses on the ground, his eyes revealing a hint of regret.

He had been at FACA for nearly forty years and was a senior veteran with great experience. Even An Xin had to give him some face, but in the end he still chose to betray.

Under the justice that the executive had upheld in the past, the already very old Ivanovich could still retain the belief of being irreconcilable with alien species and serve as the most trusted line of defense for mankind. As the disease eroded his body and he was repeatedly not nominated as a candidate for the executive director of the Hall, Ivanovich fell into decadence and self-abandonment, and was also called a confused and cowardly old minister.

Ivanovich felt a huge gap, and he was unwilling to give up until he got help from the Tananiya family and came into contact with the so-called new people. He finally understood one thing: he didn't need to serve anyone at all, whether it was FACA, Tananiya, human or alien, what did it matter who they were?

Being young is really a wonderful thing. Back to the peak of the past. Before yesterday, Ivanovich was still hesitant and did not immediately turn to Tananya, but last night, the Shang from the depths of the family personally found him and promised him power. Now no one can question him anymore. He wants to tell FACA that he deserves a hall of honor in these decades!

"The two supporting executive teams have been intercepted." The man sitting at the driver's seat reported, his back looked very thin.

"Now we have to annihilate the elite troops of the third zone from both inside and outside. They won't know that there is an ambush in the theater... This guy is really lucky." Ivanovich glanced at Ski lying in a pool of blood, wanting to make sure he was dead, and was surprised to find that the man was still breathing.

Compared with those half-baked ones in the Eagle Group, Ski is simply not on the same level as the instructor. Although he is only a third-class elite, he can show strength beyond imagination. After all, he is an executive who is proficient in gluttony. His body is constantly nourished by the phagocytes provided by Devouring Wu to maintain his life.

Several aliens were still tearing Ski apart. The aliens hated the corpses that had been gorged. They were not Naia and could not eat phagocytes, but they were reluctant to give up the executive's excellent heart.

For them, it is a rare opportunity to eat the executive officer, and it may be the only chance in their lifetime, so they must not give up.

Ski's left hand flapped weakly in the water, trying to grab something. It was a Devouring Weapon, the Devouring Weapon of his team member.

He knew clearly that it was impossible for him to survive in the current situation, but he had a strange feeling in his mind that he would not die.

My vision gradually dimmed, and in the vagueness, it seemed as if a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at me.

"Are you still struggling? Your tenacious vitality is worthy of praise, but before you have justice in your heart, you must first save yourself." Ivanovich said coldly, "But that's it. Let's go."

The figure in the front driver's seat raised his hand and elegantly lit a cigarette. He did not obey Ivanovich's order, but laughed and mocked: "Mr. Ivanovich, compared with the former, is betrayal more admired?"②

"What do you mean?" Ivanovich asked coldly, thinking that the driver had said too much.

"You are not betraying FACA. As for humans...to be honest, we don't care." The driver replied with a smile, "Mr. Ivanovich, your memory seems to be very poor. Perhaps I can remind you."

Ivanovich reacted in shock. He realized that his driver had been replaced at some point, and the figure in front of him was actually a fake, and he had never noticed it.

"Who are you?" Ivanovich asked.

The other person slowly turned around and opened his bright eyes. His brown eyes were gradually eroded by gray, but he had a clear mind.

The blood of the white butterfly!

"An family!"

Ivanovich's eyes were filled with fear. He had always had a secret. In fact, he had been cultivated by the resources of the An family for decades. From the beginning, he stood on the side of the An family, not Tananiya. But he leaned towards Tananiya and joined the new people group. He not only betrayed FACA and humans, but also betrayed that mysterious and terrible family.

When the An family came to the first district, Ivanovich was worried about the liquidation from the An family, and it finally came.

Ivanovich sneered and kicked the car door open.

"Kill him!" He ran into the rain and roared, his head twisted and deformed into a crow.

Long Binyu politely took out his shoulder bag, pulled out two machetes from it, walked out of the car with the knives in both hands, and charged straight towards Ivanovich.

The aliens were hacked and scattered, the evil ghost in formal wear was spinning in the rain, what a calm face it had, the blood splashing across his eyes couldn't block the reflection of the Crow Man in his pupils, several aliens noticed it and started screaming madly, they didn't know what to say, they could only panic.

Ski opened his eyes and found that the surroundings were quiet. He was still alive and was dragged under the eaves to shelter from the rain.

He tried his best to look up and saw a man covered in blood. Long Binyu was eating instant noodles with his head down, speaking in a very literary and reserved manner.

He was stunned. This man's eyes were very special.

Long Binyu looked up at him without saying anything. There were slight footsteps coming from outside. Ski looked over and saw a girl walking over with a black umbrella.

Chapter 86: Gaze into the Abyss (XII)

The girl stood in the wind and rain, letting the rain soak her body. She walked over and stopped in front of Ski.

She has a pair of eyes that are far more special than Long Binyu's, with petals all around her pupils, like dancing butterflies.

Long Binyu lowered his head slightly. In the An family, family members are always family members. This is a rule that can never be crossed, a rule written by power and value.

Ski was also very tactful and tried to stand up. He knew that the man who saved him was from the An family, so a girl who could make a man bow his head was more noble. But Ski really had no strength left. He felt his life slipping away just lying on the ground.

The consequences of binge eating are irreversible, let alone binge eating at the cost of sacrificing one's right arm when facing a fatal situation.

That was gluttony with the determination to die.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, the girl didn't say much, but turned to look at Long Binyu.

"I remember you. Are you the elite trained by that group of elders?" Anya pretended to be curious and confused, her eyes sweeping across the other person's forehead.

"Second Miss." Long Binyu reminded subtly.

Anya frowned slightly. She was not surprised by this inappropriate title. She knew that her sister had talked to this man. People who served the core of the family inevitably knew these secrets, but what surprised her was that she could not guess the other person's emotions.

This is a man like water.

Long Binyu once tried to kill Nuolu in a family duel, but was stopped by her own sword. She personally shattered the armor attached to his body, completely cutting off the pride that Long Binyu sought in the family.

He should have been crippled, but he reappeared in front of him, becoming thinner and no longer the sharp blade that always regarded self-esteem and pride as more important than anything else. Long Binyu had undergone a transformation, and An Xin had given him more than just the value of a weapon.

Anya looked at the bodies, including the executor.

There are 27 alien species in total, and these are just the ones on this road.

While the FACA headquarters was besieging the theater, the Tananya family must have already received the news and mobilized their forces to provide support.

"Tonight is destined to be restless." She lit a cigarette and looked into the rain.

When this secret operation began, Anya was still sleeping in her room, immersed in her sister's scent and completely unaware of what was happening outside.

It was An Xiao who accidentally broke in and woke himself up, only then did he realize that the big-breasted and brainless woman far away in the third district had actually devised this plan a long time ago.

Although Anya often said that Sister Tang was a big-breasted and brainless girl, in fact she was just too lazy and acted like she was not thinking. This head of the intelligence department and former head of the special service team had an extremely meticulous and profound mind.

The only reason that could make her launch a siege at this time must be that she had found some key evidence.

And this evidence must be able to fully confirm the relationship between the Tananiya family and the new people.

"My sister didn't tell me that there would be such an important mission tonight." She was talking to Long Binyu, knowing full well that he and An Xin had a conversation while she was sleeping.

I just want to know something I don't know.

She wasn't sure if her sister was hiding something from her.

Ever since her father told her the truth about the abyss, Anya no longer has any awe or expectations for any secrets.

Long Binyu bowed and replied:

"My lady thinks you should rest more. Your health is the most important thing at any time."

"If she really thinks I should take care of my health, she shouldn't..."

Anya pursed her lips and stopped talking, throwing the cigarette she hadn't even smoked into the rain.

If I hadn't been woken up by my sister two hours ago, I would have continued to sleep with my tired body.

I felt a little resentful when I thought about it. If my sister really cared about my health, she should have left me some wiggle room instead of letting my body ache and my legs become weak as if I were completely paralyzed and I could barely get up.

Luckily, my sister happened to pass by the room.

wrong.

Something is wrong.

The first scene Anya saw when she opened her eyes flashed through her mind. It was her sister tiptoeing towards her.

When An Xiao saw that he had opened his eyes, he was obviously startled and showed an uncomfortable and stiff smile.

But my head was groggy at that time and I didn't pay attention to my sister's strange behavior.