Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

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"What? You said you saw the executioner and the hunter?"

At the regular Jagged Leaders meeting in the S06 war zone, Scarecrow reported to Dreamer about his contacts with executioners and hunters in the past few days.

"Yes, the two of them came to me to reminisce about old times. They had no intention of wooing me to go to Moyin. They just wanted to have a meal with me."

The Scarecrow spoke for sure.

"What do you think? He sent two of his subordinates to find their old acquaintance for dinner."

Dreamer glanced at the other iron-blooded leaders sitting at the round table and asked.

"Interesting? If he is looking for trouble, he should arrange for the executioner and hunter to come to our headquarters instead of looking for the scarecrow sent out. Frankly speaking, big sister, I am interested in him."

The alchemist replied enthusiastically.

"I think the Scarecrow's mind cloud map should be thoroughly tested to see if there is a virus Trojan horse program implanted during the contact process. I think this may be a conspiracy plan by the other party to infect the entire Iron-blooded Industry through the Scarecrow."

The disruptor suggested.

"Check it first, Scarecrow, you haven't come into contact with communication equipment, have you?"

Dreamer asked.

"No."

The Scarecrow shook his head.

"Okay, disruptor, please cooperate with me in testing his mental cloud map. I am mainly responsible for establishing a second layer of defense to prevent the intrusion of malicious programs. You can perform a detailed test on his mental cloud map."

Dreamer commanded.

If Scarecrow is really infected by the virus, the defense will be crucial. Naturally, she will not trust others to do such things that will affect her own safety.

That's why she decided to build the defense wall herself.

"Yes."

The disruptor quickly brought the relevant equipment, and the dreamer and the disruptor carefully examined the scarecrow's mental cloud map.

"Ha, it's boring. If you guys are going to use it for testing in the next few hours, I'll leave first."

Ouroboros sneered and stood up.

"Stop, where are you going?"

The dreamer called to ouroboros.

"Find some human resistance and tear them apart."

Ouroboros replied casually.

"The meeting is not over yet, sit down."

The Dreamer issued the order in his own right.

"Damn! You bastard!"

Despite his dissatisfaction, Ouroboros sat back down.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

Dreamer glanced at Ouroboros.

"Be smart. I entered his headquarters at the beginning, so you have never tested my mental cloud map. If you really plan to install a virus program, we are all his loyal dogs now."

Ouroboros sneered.

There was a brief silence in the conference room.

"First of all, let me correct your statement. We have no brains. We only have the simulated emotions and mental computing power of the mind cloud to maintain the thinking module."

"Secondly, new virus programs may appear every day, every hour, every minute, and every second. Just because you are lucky that you are not equipped with a virus program does not mean that the scarecrow will never be equipped with viruses."

Dreamer corrected Ouroboros seriously.

"Yes, you are right, then you can test it. It's boring."

Ouroboros cynically leaned on the chair and crossed its legs on top of the round table.

Four hours later, the disruptor confirmed all the data in the Scarecrow's mind cloud. After confirming that there were no virus programs, the Dreamer lifted the electronic defense wall.

"Look, I'm telling you, this guy will definitely not be so bored as to come here to mess with us with viruses, otherwise he wouldn't have to let me back at that time."

Ouroboros proudly proved his point.

"Then why did he let you back?"

Dreamer faced Ouroboros's provocation with a calm face, but Ouroboros's aggressive provocation was like a punch hitting a marshmallow, which made her very unhappy.

"Of course, let me mobilize my troops to regroup and break through his heavily defended headquarters, and then trample him under my feet!"

Ouroboros answered naturally.

"Is he sick? Why did he let you back because of something like this? I'm starting to wonder if there's a bug in your mental cloud and you should take a break."

The dreamer sneered at the Ouroboros.

Chapter 6: That’s it? That’s it???

"Is he sick? I think the arrogant guy like him just wants to defeat us countless times to make us realize the gap between us and him, so that we can surrender to him like the executioner, hunter, agent and others."

Ouroboros snorted coldly.

"Then what if you really realize that the gap with him is too big?"

the dreamer pressed.

"Then give it a slap, raise your hands and surrender. If the gap is too big, you will never win, so why are you lingering? Forget it and join us. He invited us anyway."

Ouroboros spread his hands, looking indifferent.

Dreamer was so angry that he was itching his teeth. What kind of attitude does this Ouroboros have? If Iron Blood Works had been led by her, she would have surrendered long ago without resistance.

"Why are you staring at me? Why don't you surrender if you can't defeat him? He doesn't want to dismantle our mental cloud map."

Ouroboros gave Dreamer a big eye roll.

"How do you know!"

Dreamer retorted.

"Isn't the Agent Executioner Hunter a good person? Doesn't this mean that even if we surrender, we won't be mind-melted?"

The Ouroboros looked like an idiot at the dreamer who asked such a question.

"Okay, then surrender."

The dreamer said coldly that as long as Ouroboros dared to go out, she would melt down her mental cloud on the grounds that Ouroboros surrendered to the enemy.

"Huh? I haven't avenged myself yet, and you're telling me to surrender? Dreamer, you're not the one who got the virus, are you? You want to lead everyone to surrender as you please, I'm going to take my troops there Trample him under your feet!"

Ouroboros said angrily.

Dreamer almost fainted on the spot. This guy had been talking about surrender for a long time, but she really had the guts to surrender.

"Well, you two should calm down. Is it possible that his purpose is to cause you two to fight like this?"

Interrupters smooth things over.

When the dreamer heard this and thought about it carefully, she thought it was possible.

"Ha, internal strife? Would a guy who is prouder than me, who lifted his guard and let me face his arrogance, bother to use such despicable means? Anyway, I won't."

Ouroboros sneered, but she didn't know that Moyin didn't mind using despicable means in order to win. The reason why he was useless was simply because he never regarded the iron-blooded worker as his enemy from the beginning.

"Whether that's his intention or not, you've already started arguing."

The disruptor sighed. Moyin just sent two of his subordinates to find the Scarecrow for a meal, and the quarrel among them became like this. If Eliza and the agent were still there, this would not be the case... .Is Iron Blood Works really going to decline like this?

She was a little worried about the future of Iron Blood Works.

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On the main road of Cross Lian, an off-road vehicle with its body stained with solidified mud and water roared past.

"Executioner, according to the navigation, we are almost there. Do you do it or should I do it?"

The hunter driving the car asked.

"Let me do it. Judging from the intelligence, the opponent may be an alienated zombie that retains consciousness. To be conservative, it may be around the king's level. Your armed voice is too loud and can easily attract the attention of others. I'll go ahead."

The executioner answered.

They had no intention of looking down on their enemies, let alone the fact that they were ordered by an agent.

"Okay. Be careful when you start, don't chop off the other party's head, the agent will live."

The hunter warned.

"Of course I know. Let's wait until night to act. By then, even if there is an emergency, we can easily run away."

"Ah."

Half an hour later, the hunter parked the off-road vehicle on the side of the road. From her position, she could just see the home of the mission target. It was a three-story single-family villa with a video phone electronic lock for access control. .

The executioner and the hunter sat quietly in the off-road vehicle and waited for dark, and the time passed minute by minute.

"The target appeared."

The hunter gave a warning, and a strong man in camouflage uniform walked to the door.

"Well, I see it."

The executioner nodded.

"Do you need my help? The other party may have received combat training from the military."

The hunter asked.

"I don't think it's necessary. I'm carrying a knife. Besides, even if I fight for strength, the king-level alienated zombies with enhanced pure strength are no match for me."

The executioner shook his head confidently.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll check if there are any cameras around. If there are any, I'll hack into them and change the screen when you take action."

"OK."

The hunter opened the door and got out of the car, then pretended to be casual and started walking around.

At three o'clock in the morning, when all the lights in the surrounding houses were extinguished, the executioner accessed the hunter's communication channel.

"I'm going to take action. Have you prepared the replacement image?"

"It's ready. I've modified the surveillance video from noon to three hours later today and replaced it. You can take action at any time. I'll be back in the car to pick you up in 10 minutes."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back."

"Ah."

Ten minutes later, the hunter opened the car door on time.

"Have you modified the surveillance footage at Lakmesai's house?"

The executioner confirmed.

"It has been modified. I found out the layout of his room by the way, and I will pass the information to you."

The hunter touched the executioner's arm with the back of his hand, and a data packet flowed into the executioner's mind cloud.

"it is good."

After confirming the layout of the villa, the executioner got out of the off-road vehicle with a knife.

Quickly walking to the door of the single-family villa, the executioner climbed over the high outer wall of the villa with a tap of his toes like a nimble swallow.

When he came to the videophone electronic lock, the executioner stretched out his index finger and tapped it gently. The electronic door opened quietly, and then the executioner ducked into the villa shrouded in darkness.

According to the information that the hunter had arranged for his room, the executioner easily found Lakmesai's bedroom.

Rough snoring was roaring like thunder, and Lakmeisai lay defenseless on the bed and fell asleep.

The executioner quietly walked to the bedside, stretched out his hand and grabbed Lakmisai's neck. He was suddenly choked, and Lakmisai suddenly woke up from his sleep. He sat up suddenly and was about to struggle. There was already a sensation on the back of his neck. There was a sharp pain, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

"? That's it??? I arrested the wrong person?"