Alien Executioner

An Ran nodded expressionlessly:

“Excellent explanation.”

"But I soon realized that this was a possessed swallowing weapon. You know... these are all high-level swallowing weapons, at least starting at S-level. We realized that this was a terrible thing, and in order to avoid getting into trouble, we unanimously decided with our partner Mr. Wen Zhong to resell it."

Li Yun paused and took a sip of tea. The man showed no signs of lying when he spoke and was calm.

He moistened his throat and continued:

"I think you understand why we didn't return it to the Countermeasures Bureau. We lost 2400 million and wanted to make some of our money back. That's why we came to the auction where it's not easy to trace, just because we were hoping for a lucky break."

This is really a suitable reason, because he was unwilling to lose so much money and was afraid of being investigated by relevant departments, so he put it in the bounty club for transfer.

The Countermeasures Bureau will only give a small amount of reward and a silk banner to the good citizens who voluntarily return the Devouring Weapon, that's all.

"And you saw it too, didn't you?"

Li Yun changed his tone and said sincerely:

"Even if it is successfully auctioned off, it will only be in the form of a bounty. I heard that the final bid was 4500 million, which means that the buyer needs to complete a bounty mission of this difficulty for me free of charge. Oh, and the mission content cannot involve direct monetary transactions between two people."

Hilbert nodded in response.

"Yes, this is also one of the rules of the Sally Club. Bounty missions cannot involve monetary transactions between employers and bounty hunters, otherwise they will be invalidated."

"So I ask for your understanding, Director. We will return the Devouring Weapon to the Countermeasures Bureau free of charge." Li Yun lowered his head to express his apology.

"If the Countermeasures Bureau investigates this matter, we are willing to compensate you," Wen Zhong also added.

An Ran hesitated. Even though Li Yun was an alien and it was unnecessary to reason with an alien, the situation before him was something he could not refuse.

"That would be great if that were true." An Ran finally smiled.

Wen Zhong quickly raised the tea upon seeing this, but An Ran did not drink it, indicating that the matter was not over yet.

"I'll make the final confirmation, but don't worry, right?" An Ran just raised the tea symbolically and finally put it down.

He saw that the man with glasses had a pale face, and there was a faint blue vein bulging on Li Yun's forehead.

An Ran is not a domineering person, but he is not a fool either. It is strange that an alien species is selling possessed and devouring weapons, and it is such a coincidence.

However, he had no evidence to prove that Li Yun was an alien. There was no alien information about the man in Zero's database, nor was there any related bounty.

He was about to get up and leave when he heard a noise outside the door.

"Sir, I tell you you can't go in. The bosses are in a meeting..." The waiter anxiously stopped someone.

"Get the hell out of here! Why are you taking back the Devouring Weapon that I bid for? I want to meet your boss!" It was a familiar roar.

As the door was pushed open, everyone stood up and Master Wen walked into the tea room in anger.

"Your boss..." He glanced around and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Dad?" He looked at Wen Zhong in surprise.

"He is your son?" An Ran looked at Wen Zhong, who had a very bad face, and wanted to laugh.

"Are you the boss here?"

Although Master Wen couldn't understand why his father was here, he didn't forget the purpose of his visit and wanted to angrily accuse him.

He rushed forward and grabbed An Ran's collar, trying to vent his anger, but within two seconds he was kicked into a corner and his teacup overturned.

Ling's kick was so fast that people couldn't react.

Chapter 112 Return

Hilbert's face darkened. He would not allow such a ridiculous thing to happen in his own place. His best friend's son and club shareholder was offended, and the other party was a fearless dude.

"Take him away!"

He gave an order, and three security guards rushed in with electric batons and held up Master Wen.

Even though the situation at this time made Master Wen look like a victim, the kick was too exaggerated and he almost fainted because he was kicked in the abdomen.

"Are you okay?" Hilbert glanced at An Ran.

"I'm fine. I'm just curious about what you're up to, Mr. Wen Zhong. The items you submitted to the auction were bought by your own son, and you seem to be completely unaware of it."

Of course An Ran was fine. Ling considerately fixed his collar and looked at Wen Zhong coldly.

Wen Zhong was stunned for a while, then he kept apologizing. As the largest toy manufacturer, he did not show the courage he should have.

"I'm sorry, Mr. An Ran. I'm really sorry. I'm blind and I hope you can forgive me." Doctor

At this time, Master Wen woke up, and was frightened by what had just happened. He also heard his father's name and was speechless.

An Ran did not blame him, but just gave Li Yun a meaningful smile.

When Master Wen rushed over, An Ran was fully capable of dodging, but he did not do so, just wanting to test the reactions of the two.

The man named Wen Zhong seemed normal, while Li Yun was calm and composed.

"Let's go."

He glanced at Ling and turned away. The butler bowed his head slightly and glanced at Master Wen on the ground, his eyes flashing with a sharp cold light.

After the two left, Hilbert gently touched his forehead.

"An Mochen, I shouldn't have let you invest.")

At the club gate, the security guards stood up straight and watched An Ran leave. The moment he became a shareholder, everyone received the news and dared not neglect it.

When I was leaving, the security guard came to me respectfully and handed me the key carefully.

There was actually a large open space in front of the club building. Parking a few cars there would not affect the traffic conditions, but would affect the appearance. Therefore, he parked the car for An Ran in a parking space a hundred meters away.

When he heard from his colleagues that the man was a shareholder, he drove back immediately.

An Ran took the key, nodded slightly, and opened the car door.

"So you shouldn't stay with my sister?" He started the car and turned to look at Ling in the passenger seat.

"Do you think I want to come? Who cares about you?" Ling did not answer directly.

"Did Dad send you here? And...I just don't feel comfortable with it."

"It was your sister who asked me to keep an eye on you. Does a living person of her age need me?" Ling pursed her lips.

"Tsk, she's still the same as when she was a kid." An Ran shook her head, and the Bentley gradually merged into the traffic.

Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking she had heard wrongly, and hesitated for a while before speaking:

"You're not An Ran, are you? An imposter? Why are you suddenly saying something like that?"

"What?" He didn't understand.

"It's 'she's still the same as when she was little'. Although I know you two had a very good relationship when you were little, your relationship in recent years has been very awkward and dull. You never say anything deliberately about her and always skip over it."

An Ran thought for a moment and said, "Maybe, I don't know."

"Okay, okay, you've started again. Where did your old self go? Where did An Ran go before she was 18?" Ling leaned back in the car seat, closed her eyes and sighed.

"Never." An Ran said in a low voice.

Ling did not hear these words. She opened her eyes again and looked bored. Although she was the housekeeper of the An family, she showed her reserve generously when she was with the outside world, but her true colors were revealed when she was alone with her family.

"Do you want me to help you get rid of that Master Wen?" She suddenly said something terrifying.

An Ran almost couldn't help but slam on the brakes.

"Is this what I understood?" He wanted to confirm.

Although he knew that there was an executioner in the family, Ling, who was both the housekeeper and the "General of the Royal Guards", led a secret team of waiters who served the An family, but he did not expect that she would speak out her bloody thoughts without any concealment.

Ling has a devouring weapon, but An Ran doesn't know what it is called because he has never seen it before.

She works as a housekeeper in the An family and is her sister's personal bodyguard outside. An Ran doesn't know much about her.

"Yes." Ling replied calmly.

"I have no grudge against him... Even if I do, unless he is a different species, how can I kill him so easily?"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Tied him up and poured cement into him alive... Damn it, why are we talking about this? The point is that we are good citizens who abide by the law. Only a murderer would do that!"

An Ran stroked his forehead. He was almost infected. In today's oppressive era, it is easy for the spirit to be on the verge of collapse, leading to unrealistic ideas.

Even though the Third District is now the most stable of all federal districts, there are still alien species that hunt and devour humans every day.

Also, because it is a fast-paced era, it is difficult for people to be emotionally active.

Ling looked at him and said:

"No, this is a very serious matter. Anyone who offends the An family must pay the price, at the very least, they will have their hands and feet broken."

"Who told you that?"

"Your father."

"My dad?" An Ran frowned. "How could he say something so domineering and bloody?"

"Of course he can say it. A scary person is often not what he appears to be... So you really don't want me to help you get rid of that Master Wen?"

"Let's end this topic here!" An Ran slammed the steering wheel and took a deep breath.

He looked at Ling seriously and took out his executive officer certificate from his pocket.

He threw the certificate at Ling.

"Remember who I am! I am an executive officer! Even if I am not! I will not become a tyrant who kills people at will!"

He looked serious, dissatisfied with Ling, and after thinking for a while he added:

"Unless he is an alien... or I become a madman someday, if that day comes, I will be able to die calmly since I have no one to care about anymore."

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding." Ling responded perfunctorily. She was frightened by An Ran's look just now.

When he mentioned the word "alien", disgust flashed in the man's eyes. What he hated was a knot in his heart that he could not get rid of.

The reason why I guessed that was a knot in his heart from the past was because his gaze did not last too long. He just sighed, and there was just some helplessness.

"There's also the idea of ​​becoming a madman and dying calmly. It sounds really scary," Ling said.

"So have you killed many people for my sister?" An Ran asked after a moment of silence.

"Not really. I've just killed a lot of alien species for her." Ling answered honestly.

An Ran suddenly changed the car's route and drove back, but Ling didn't ask any more questions because they both knew the reason.

In order to avoid being seen, I had to pretend to leave.

They did not believe Li Yun. Although Ling said nothing in the teahouse, as an expert in hunting alien species, she also noticed something unusual about this man.

Chapter 113 Alertness

At the gate of Sally Club, Master Wen was waiting outside with a sullen face, his eyes fixed on the red box in Li Yun's hand. He took the Devouring Weapon back.

Wen Zhong, who came out with him, glared at his son. As the largest toy dealer, he should have been invited to the offices of various bank presidents to drink tea, smoke cigars worth thousands of dollars, sip red wine, and finally sign his own handwriting nonchalantly... In short, others always had to look at his face, and he had never had such an embarrassing day.

If the other party was just the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, then the matter would be easy to resolve. He could think of many ways to bribe him, but that person was An Ran.

He was not stupid enough to confront the An Group and had to compromise.

"That damn penalty for breach of contract wasted five million of my money!" He cursed and slapped his son on the back of his head, while discussing a few words with his partner.

"Hurry up and hand it over to the Countermeasures Bureau. I don't know where you got this Devouring Weapon from, so please don't worry about it any further." He said.

Li Yun narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Master Wen, as if he was thinking about something.

"Did you hear that?" Wen Zhong urged impatiently.

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Li Yun acted very shyly.

"Fuck! If the Countermeasures Bureau comes to our door, we will be in big trouble! This is Huacheng, the headquarters of the Countermeasures Bureau! Not Zilan City!"

"I have the power to dispose of it, don't I? Mr. Wen Zhong, don't forget that we are just partners."

There was a sudden hint of danger in Li Yun's eyes. He was about the same height and strength as Wen Zhong, but he had an inexplicably terrifying aura.

Wen Zhong trembled as if he was being stared at by something.

"What are you... talking about?" Wen Zhong looked back and gritted his teeth.

His tone became kinder and he quickened his pace as he walked down the stairs.

"I just want to tell you that the current owner of this Devouring Weapon is me. We are just a cooperative relationship. Since the auction was not successful, our cooperation has ended here."