Alien Executioner

The young man looked suspicious and shook his head.

Not too early or too late, another text message popped up on the phone.

[Please go upstairs, Mr. Tolliver. The feast of delusion that began that night at the Coster Theater is really over? ]

The young man also saw the new text message that popped up, and looked up in the direction of the second floor in confusion, but he did not stop him and let Tollief stride up.

There was someone waiting on the second floor early. She was a very familiar looking woman, but I couldn't remember her name.

"Please go this way." An Ling pointed the way.

Tollief reached the end of the direction the woman pointed, and the door that should have been closed slowly opened. There seemed to be invisible maids on both sides, and there was a dim light inside the door.

He was uneasy, not sure what Mrs. An was playing. Was it a Hongmen Banquet? If Rom was really forced to tell the truth, his identity would be exposed.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to take the risk.

When he saw the two women on the seats, he froze in place.

In addition to the solemn mistress of the An family, Xu Yuqing, the other person was Queen Tananiya.

"Queen...Your Majesty?" The man couldn't help but speak.

"Toriouf, there are some things you should know." The Queen raised her head slightly. A little girl walked out from behind Xu Yuqing and performed a seemingly elegant but actually exaggerated etiquette towards him.

In front of Tollief's mouth, which was so big that an apple could be stuffed in it, the little girl smiled, stretched out a finger, and gently stroked her lips, signaling hush.

……

In the suburbs, that mountain is where her father confessed his secrets to Anya and buried many pasts.

An Xin, who was paying tribute to Tang Qiu's tombstone with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and looked in that direction.

Whispering softly.

"With the emergence of that group of youngsters, the balance is about to be broken."

Chapter 174: The Wrong Example of Threat (I)

At the crime scene in the wealthy district, Anya was playing with the cell phone in her hand. She seemed like an elf from the world, hiding in the middle of the crowd in a white dress, and no one noticed her.

The new head of the special service team of the General Intelligence Department looked at her deeply. He was a member of Sister Tang’s team in the past.

Anya left the crowd and walked to the Maybach. Ronnie had been waiting for a long time with a pout.

In addition to Ronnie, there was also a woman in a maid's uniform, who was the leader of the young ladies.

"Please help me draft a letter and give it to the chief of the security room, saying that Anya from the An family wants to invite him to dinner." Anya said thoughtfully as she sat in the car.

"In the name of what?" The eldest sister quickly took on the role of the head maid.

"Trade negotiations. Isn't District 1 most famous for its military industry?"

"If he refuses."

"Just use tougher means. It shouldn't be that hard for you guys." Anya smiled at her, "As long as we can get him out, that'll be all."

"Chief of the Administrative Palace Guard Room, kidnapping rashly will cause a lot of trouble." The woman agreed to the plan, "But it's also our business."

"That's it. I'm going to see him tonight."

Anya thought about it and made sure there was nothing else to say, then looked up and signaled Ronnie to drive.

Ronnie pouted and stepped on the accelerator. It was okay to drive for Anya, but she suddenly felt a little unbalanced when driving for the head maid in the back seat.

Why am I the driver and others are the head maids?

"Oh, right." Anya suddenly thought of something, and the big sister had guessed what it was.

"You deserve a human name."

The maid smiled and said, "I've already thought of a name. Little Ronnie helped me pick it."

Anya unscrewed a bottle of water, "Does Roni have the ability to give names?"

"It's not that difficult to pick a name. I searched for some popular names on the Internet and I think those that start with "Aoi" are good, such as "Sora."

Anya spat out a mouthful of water, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Sorry, it was subconscious." She was shocked by what Roni had collected online.

Then came Loni's snickering, which was obviously intentional.

"Windsor Carina, that's my name," said the head maid. "It's a good name. It reminds me of an old friend."

……

Snowflakes were falling as the Maybach drove along the road along the Black Swan River. There were few people on the street in the evening, and the few remaining pedestrians were in a hurry.

This was once a sacred country. Even after the establishment of the federal government, the shadows of the Tanzanian dynasty can be seen everywhere, with colorful churches, large castle-like buildings, and a marble sculpture of Don Qiu, the first director general of FACA.

The First District is the place closest to the North Pole. It is the starting point for the birth of Shang and the alien species. It was in the First District that Chief Tang Qiu received the honors awarded by the emperors.

Even though her sculpture has been completely changed, it still stands beside the Black Swan River, gazing from afar at the black swans gathering and moving on the river.

This is the more complete statue among the countless ones.

Anya drove the car herself, wearing a decent and warm woolen windbreaker, but the coat was too big, it came from her sister's wardrobe, so it almost covered her knees.

There was no one else in the car, so Ronnie was assigned to train the maids. After all, the young maids still had a lot of experience. However, the little blonde loli was most likely the one to be trained.

When passing by Tang Qiu's sculpture, she deliberately slowed down and observed the figure on the sculpture.

There is nothing wrong with putting Sister Tang's face on the sculpture.

Exactly the same.

Anya smiled silently, stepped on the accelerator, and the Maybach sped silently towards the night sky on the highway.

She glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed a black goat crawling out from under the Tang Qiu statue. It lowered its head and nibbled the snow nonchalantly, then shook its head towards the rear of the Maybach.

The Maybach drove out of Santa Ana for about half an hour and entered the suburbs. The roads became narrower and narrower, and it was difficult to see houses.

This is also the favorite place for the powerful and wealthy to live in seclusion. They will build a mansion in the suburbs and usually live in the most luxurious areas of the city. However, once a banquet is held, these suburban mansions will become the main venue.

From a distance, I could see a manor with lights on. A dozen fully armed soldiers were patrolling. They looked like guards hired by a security company, and judging by the badge on their chests, they were definitely our people.

WHITE BIRD SECURITY SERVICES LIMITED.

The founder is An Ya’s mother in name only, An Ran’s aunt, and actual father, An Moshu.

If you build such a mansion in the city, with guards and maids serving, it would be too extravagant and high-profile, so the rich and powerful prefer to build a suburban mansion.

The guard saw the Maybach approaching from a distance and chose not to stop it but let it pass.

"Miss." The leading man gestured.

Anya is the daughter of the company's big boss, isn't she their eldest daughter?

Anya did not respond. She parked the Maybach next to a bare old tree at the entrance of the yard and pushed the door open.

The first thing I saw in the house was a warm fire. A burly figure was bending over to add more firewood with his back to me.

Toliev is a typical blond and blue-eyed East Slavic man. This powerful and influential chief of the guard room is wearing a military uniform and looks like he has just been hunting.

The house is more luxurious than he imagined, and he never cares about what others think.

Anya stood behind him without saying a word, observing the environment immediately.

In addition to the heartbeats of the guards, there were seven people hiding nearby. They should be Toliev's men. The alien aura made the phagocytic cells in his body roar.

She remained calm.

"Every winter, our enthusiasm for snow only lasts for a few days, and we will soon miss spring." Toliev suddenly spoke, already knowing the girl behind him.

"You are the child from the An family, right? I heard you want to discuss business? You are very rich, more than I can imagine. There should be no business in this world that your family cares about."

"You are willing to meet with me, which means you are also interested in business." Anya bent her skirt and sat on the sofa, looking more like the owner of the place.

Toliev smiled. "I'm not interested in business, but because you're a member of the An family. With your status, you can come and go freely in the palace. I heard that Her Royal Highness is your friend. You could have come to the Administrative Palace to find me, but you chose to meet me in a remote place. This aroused my curiosity."

"This is your home," Anya reminded.

"I know, but your letter wants us to meet in private." Tollief was very military and immediately caught the unusual details.

He poured two glasses of vodka, raised his brows and handed them to the girl.

"I'd like to know what kind of matter is worthy of Miss Anya's personal presence."

"Let's get straight to the point. Coordinates 002."

As soon as he finished speaking, Toliev paused and raised his hand in the air.

It took him a long time to put down his glass.

"for what."

The chief of the guard room did not deny it at the first sight, his eyes changed from originally enthusiastic to dazzling.

He seemed very confident, and no one knew why he was so confident. It was obvious that he had known Anya's purpose for a long time, and perhaps he had met with other people before.

"For a friend, a friend who deserves to be saved, but is very unfortunate."

Anya picked up the glass.

"Even if you don't tell me, the people from the FACA Intelligence Department will arrive soon. The efficiency of the special task force is reassuring. They have also found out your secret connections with Roma. In order to completely eradicate the New Citizen Cult, FACA is not ambiguous at all."

"So you don't represent the Countermeasures Bureau, nor do you represent the An family."

"It does not matter."

"I see. The friend you are talking about should be an alien. You don't want FACA to discover her secret, so you have to be one step ahead of her." Toliev suddenly realized.

He sneered, as if he had gained a bargaining chip: "So we can indeed do a business. You don't want the person you are looking for to fall into the hands of FACA, Miss Anya."

"You don't know who I am?" Anya frowned, a little surprised.

"Haha, you threaten me, you actually... threaten me?"

The girl covered her face and laughed.

Chapter 175: The Wrong Example of Threat (Part )

Toliev was surprised. The girl in front of him suddenly laughed like a ghost. Was what he said funny? Why did she feel like a yandere going crazy?

The chief of the guard room suddenly lost his confidence. He had originally planned to use the bargaining chips in his hands to make a slight threat in order to gain concessions from the other party. He knew how to grasp the measure and knew when to stop.

But at this moment, Anya's reaction made him feel scared.

Toliev was silent for a long time. "I heard that some people in the An family are mentally ill. You are not one of them."

"No, no, no, Mr. Chief, I just heard something funny and I thought I would never hear it again in my next life." Anya rubbed her tears from her eyes.

"You are totally clueless. You don't even know who I am. Your threats are too ignorant. If this is just a disguise, I would like to call you the world's top actor."

Tollief pretended to be calm, grabbed the glass, filled himself with a second glass of vodka, and drank it silently while looking at the fire. There was silence for several minutes.

He seemed so calm, but he was actually panicking.

Because he saw something indescribable emerging from the bottom of the sofa behind the girl. It was indescribable flesh and blood, a huge black and red worm with a head like a flower with many tiny tentacles opening and closing, forming a mouth similar to a "mouthpart".

This is definitely not a simple freak, it is something that has never been seen before!

"Who are you."

For a long moment, Tolliev could not help but shout in fear, even though his voice was quiet enough that the fear could be heard.

It's no wonder he's ignorant.

Although the chief of the guard room is a member of the New Citizens, he also has a strong and paranoid character of a soldier. He believes that the An family, as the world's largest executive family, cannot have anything to do with alien species, and he never thought about Naya at all.

When he heard that Naiya was still alive, his first reaction was not that it was a conspiracy of the big family, but that An Xin must have been negligent in the initial crusade, which allowed Naiya to survive.

Toliev’s idea was very simple. If the An family were really a group of monsters, then why would they pretend to be humans?

I didn't expect it to be that complicated.

"Who am I?" Anya repeated these words and crushed the wine glass in her hand.

Gel, the person belonging to Naija, did not get angry, nor was she irritated by the contempt. She looked at the middle-aged man with interest, and the light red in her pupils gradually deepened.

"Naya," she replied.

Tollief was stunned and fell into deep doubt about his life.

Subconsciously.

He turned as fast as he could and rushed to the wooden chair, with his cell phone which still had half the battery left.