Alien Executioner

Milo seemed to be delayed, and he refused to swing his fist all the way, and his fist was getting closer and closer to Anya's cute face.

doubt.

Everyone was wondering why the fight couldn't continue.

He looked at the expectant eyes of everyone, including the researchers, and finally couldn't stand it anymore:

"Come and stop the fight! What are you all just standing there watching?"

No one responded, and their looks were basically saying, "You want to hit her, right? Hurry up and punch her." They couldn't wait to see what happened next.

The researchers looked at each other.

This time, Milo's voice was filled with tears and pleading: "Stop me quickly! She is Naya, I really don't dare to fight her! Otherwise, I will have to sleep with my eyes open at night..."

Katrina arrived late at this moment. When she saw the scene in front of her, her eyes flashed with coldness and she immediately gave an order. Many researchers rushed over and pinned the ferocious Milo to the ground, allowing this guy to struggle and curse, spitting foul language at Naya.

"Come on! One-on-one duel! Everyone in the world knows you, Naya, but don't you know me, Milo? I am the strongest alien in the first district! I am the golden gentleman! Come on! Others may be afraid of you, but I am not! Let me go! Let me go! I want to fight her one-on-one!"

Milo, who was being held up, mustered up his courage again and spoke wildly.

Anya watched silently as the guy was dragged away by Katrina's men.

"I'm sorry, everyone, for disturbing you." Katrina bowed to express her apology.

She turned to Naya, "In order to ensure peace and smooth sailing for the next three days, I hope Miss Anya can come with me to reconcile the conflict with Mr. Milo."

"With great pleasure." Anya snapped her fingers.

"Is that guy crazy?" Qiao Funi was horrified, "How dare he fight Naya alone?"

Abbas leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, watching the dramatic scene with an intriguing smile on his face.

"interesting."

As he walked back to the room he tapped Giovanni on the shoulder, surprising the young woman.

"Be careful, Naya is targeting you." Abbas waved his hand.

Geoffrey was a little suspicious and didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Just now she was looking at you with the eyes of a prey." Abbas poked his head out from behind the door to explain, then closed it.

Geoffrey was so frightened that she trembled and quickly went into the room and locked the door.

……

The researcher who was trying to stop the fight left the office at Katrina's signal. The faint light from the corridor penetrated the dim room, reflecting the cunning eyes of the three people.

Milo hummed a song as he closed the door and turned on a small light in the office.

There was no conflict as others imagined, no powder keg about to be ignited. Katrina lay on the sofa and rubbed her thighs. Next to her, Anya was standing in front of the blackboard, drawing with chalk, and the outline of a cartoon was born under her pen.

What a cozy scene! It would be even better if there was a burning fireplace, just like good friends taking a leisurely rest.

"How was my performance?" Milo asked eagerly for praise.

"Too exaggerated." Anya commented with her back to him.

"We need to make everyone believe that we are enemies and not on the same side, and only then will the person in charge let down his guard."

Milo sat comfortably on the ground, opened a bottle of ice water and poured it into his mouth to extinguish the burning pain in his throat after waking up.

He wiped his mouth and sighed, "I was so shocked by my own acting skills that I cried. This is what it means to be a movie emperor!"

"Do you people from District 1 also like to say inverted sentences like... okay?"

"He's not from District 1 at all. This guy has lived in District 3 longer." Katrina shrugged.

"When did you wake up?" She looked at the man curiously.

"I woke up a long time ago, but I just hadn't figured out how to react. I was brewing my emotions for at least half an hour."

Milo sighed:

"What kind of thing is this? Why do you have to do this? I say...you guys are not really going to do some kind of ritual process, are you?"

"I can't wait three days. The lab knows Naya is here, so they will definitely be fully prepared to welcome her." Anya expressed her opinion, "If I wait until the third day to get a spot and enter the lab openly, it will be too late and things will become more difficult."

"You want to sneak in during these few days?" Milo was dumbfounded.

"no?"

"My aunt, you have to put yourself in her shoes." Milo gestured and quickly stood up and walked behind her.

"Think about it, how could Xinmin not recognize you? Who is Naya? You are a super monster that feeds on alien species. Everyone knows that you have the blood of the ancient gods in your body. Do you still like fake blood of gods? Do you care about the so-called path to becoming a god?"

Katrina agreed, "Yes, the general manager must have known that you had other intentions. He would not have thought that you would break into the laboratory in the next few days."

"So what? I like to take the initiative and force the other party to accept it." Anya smiled.

She was still scribbling on the blackboard, and no one could understand what she was drawing. She used white chalk to draw a huge shadow on the blackboard, which looked like a jellyfish with all its bodies in full bloom, or like several butterflies entwined and dancing.

Milo didn't care about what was on the blackboard. He was frightened by Anya's idea and didn't know how to persuade her.

Anya raised her head slightly, put down the chalk, and turned to look at the two of them.

"I'm just saying it casually. If we really do this, we won't be able to accomplish the purpose of coming here. Tell me about your plan. You have been preparing for a long time. I should listen to it."

Milo and Katrina looked at each other, and the latter straightened her posture on the sofa and slowly spoke out the plan she had been planning for a long time.

"None of us have ever been in the laboratory. To ensure everything goes smoothly, please cooperate in the next three days and confuse the person in charge. Our insiders will lurk in the laboratory and find out the secrets in the laboratory and the sorrow you are looking for."

Anya frowned. The plan was so sloppy that even the executive who had just graduated from Atlanta College shook his head.

She remained calm and did not deny or refuse.

"If everything goes well, you don't have to wait until the third day for the lab to be destroyed. When everything is in chaos, you can take advantage of it and sneak in."

"Not a bad idea." Anya applauded. "It makes me regret being your ally. It would be better for me to rally all the alien species to attack the laboratory. To use the words that we in District 3 highly praise, you're crazy!"

“Hey, hey, don’t go!” Milo quickly grabbed the girl who was walking out, “We can discuss it further!”

"Just treat it as the first attempt tonight. If there is any result, I am willing to cooperate with your plan." Anya pointed out, "If you can't prove that your plan is effective, I will use my own method."

Katrina felt a little disappointed as she watched the girl leave.

"This plan is fucking bullshit. I shouldn't have listened to you!"

"It's okay, at least she agreed, even if it's only for one day." Milo looked at Katrina with a beaming smile.

He suddenly took out a card, which stunned the frustrated Katrina. She was so surprised that she couldn't help but stand up.

This is a card with the highest authority.

"How... do you have it? This is a card from the laboratory!" Katrina lowered her voice as much as possible.

"I've been preparing for longer than you think." Milo's voice suddenly became gloomy, his withered body aching slightly, and he sneered:

"Do you really think I just want to destroy this place, my dear cousin? I want to change the world too!"

"Cerebral palsy." Katrina walked away without looking back.

Chapter 280: Foolish Ritual (IV)

It’s 11 o’clock in the evening, and there’s still an hour left before the quota auction.

The location was no longer the conference hall, but another place. When Anya was heading to the corridor under the guidance of the waiter, she unexpectedly met a familiar face.

"Hey!" Ronnie stood at the entrance and waved over here.

"Why are you still here?" Anya asked in a low voice.

"Your sister thought you needed a helper, so she asked me to come."

Roni answered happily, she was not lying, this was indeed An Xin's idea. But she really wanted to stay and accompany the Second Miss to complete the ritual process, and personally experience what these lowly alien rituals were like.

As a young Shang, I am like a cat, curious about all kinds of human behaviors, especially their imitation of Shang rituals.

Anya frowned, turned around to make sure no one noticed, and pushed Roni to the corner, "Didn't the person in charge say anything?"

"You mean that woman?" Loni pouted. "I said I was an assistant, so they let me in. It seems like everyone can have an assistant."

"You don't look like you can be of any help."

Anya paused and said as subtly as possible, "Song Yixiao is more suitable to be my assistant. If I bring you with me, others will think I'm a mother."

"You!" Lonnie glared.

"Okay, okay, I'm happy to see you. It's going to start in less than an hour, so let's go in first." Anya handed her two black cards.

Loni followed behind him and played with the card in her hand, shaking it in the light, "What is this? A black bank card?"

"The black card with a very high limit is the bargaining chip we will use later. The first stage of the ceremony is to auction the qualification to enter the next stage. There are five in total. The competition will be beyond our imagination, and it will cost a lot of money."

"What's this? Are they short of money?" Loni couldn't understand and threw two black cards back and forth over her head.

"It would be too unkind to take advantage of this opportunity to fleece you."

"This is easy to understand. It's an assessment to judge the value of the customer. Value is divided into many aspects, and wealth is one of them." Turning the corner, Anya lowered her voice and told her, "I actually wondered if there was any intention to make money from it."

"Then you will definitely win. Who can be richer than the An family?"

Anya was too lazy to say anything more. The girl still didn't understand this point. They couldn't use the family's money at the moment.

"So how much have you prepared?"

Loni asked curiously, taking a glass of iced orange juice from the waiter as she passed by, "How much can a qualification be worth, tens of millions?"

"Each of the two cards in your hand has 200 million." Anya replied indifferently.

Loni spat out the ice orange juice and looked at the black card in her hand in shock, thinking she had heard it wrong.

"Um... Second Miss, do you know the concept of 200 million?" She asked a question that she shouldn't have asked and was already confused.

"One hundred million is ten thousand tens." Anya silently reached her hand to the back of her head and wiped the orange juice off her hair.

"It's just a qualification, can it be worth so much money?"

"I don't know either. It's always better to be more prepared." Anya didn't say that this was the funding provided by Katrina.

As the person in charge who knows the process best, when Katrina gave the 1 billion, it meant that the qualification auction would be around this amount.

Anya did not ask at the time whether the money was enough, nor was she sure whether the 1 billion contained Katrina's confidence.

but……

Katrina was able to come up with 1 billion at once.

Is she really the illegitimate daughter of the Tananiya family? Anya sighed slightly, but did not think about it any further. She signaled Ronnie to put the black card away to avoid being seen by someone with ulterior motives.

Roni sighed, "It will definitely be a tough battle later."

"Then why did you give me the card? I'm just an assistant." She just realized, "Four hundred million. I've never seen so much money in my life."

"You will be in charge of bidding later. Others will try to figure out my attitude. It's safer for you to bid for me as my assistant."

Anya expressed her thoughts, saying that although the money did not belong to her, she did not mind saving some of it.

"You want to buy more qualifications," said Ronnie.

Anya turned around in surprise and saw Loni, who was playing with the black card with her head down and carelessly, revealing her plan in one sentence.

Loni noticed the gaze and raised her head, not understanding the girl's complicated look, "What's wrong?"

"How did you guess that?"

"Guess? You have to guess? Don't underestimate me, okay? I am also a victim after all." Loni snorted.

"It's Youshang."

Anya corrected, stopping in front of the door to the auction house and gently pushing open the door that looked similar to the one in the conference room.

"Do you have such a problem with my figure?" Loni looked gloomy and was the first to enter the auction hall.

……

The auction room was a dim room with no light. Everyone was hiding in the darkness and no one could see each other clearly.

As the last guest, Giovanni, and her assistant entered, the fragile wooden door closed behind her. The host stood in front of the table with only a black silhouette, his wolf-like eyes shining in the darkness.

There were 13 people in total, including seven guests and an assistant, but there was silence, with only heavy breathing.

"Everyone is here."

The host spoke slowly, lowering his head slightly to observe everyone present.

At this time, someone chuckled, as if experiencing something very funny, but soon the laughter was drowned out by the knocking sound. The regular knocking kept frightening everyone's heart, like a death knell that kept ringing. The man stopped laughing and stared at the source of the knocking sound.