Chapter 355 The wrinkles were smoothed
When Chimera's figure completely disappeared from the sky, the joint encirclement and suppression by Byande and Alita ended in failure.
"We are really embarrassed."
Alita's eyes swept across the burn mark on Biande's face, and then looked at the sky in the distance.
The two of them joined forces and not only allowed Moro to send Kurapika away, but in the end, even Moro himself was unable to stop him.
If other companions knew about this, they would probably be laughed at for a whole year.
Hearing Alita's complaint, Byande slowly withdrew his gaze, showing a dead fish eye, and suddenly raised his finger to point at her: "It's not because your accuracy is so bad."
"!!!"
Alita's metal jaw suddenly made a clicking sound, but she couldn't find any words to refute.
Biyang De grinned when he saw this, and changed the subject: "Actually, there is nothing to be ashamed of, that is, if the other party only wants to escape and really wants to fight to the end -
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the sky again, showing a thoughtful expression. With a thoughtful expression.
Alita stared at his side face and waited for a long time, not waiting for the next step, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What will happen in a fight to the death?"
"You really want to know?"
Biyande suddenly looked down at her.
Alita was expressionless and silent, but her meaning was already obvious.
Biyandez's beard grew, his eyes became deep, and he said: "In a two-on-one battle, he will definitely die, but you may be dragged into the water by him:"
Alita was silent for a few seconds, and then coldly uttered two words: "Absurd."< br/>
"Hahaha!"
Biyande suddenly laughed loudly, and then said seriously: "Then just think I'm talking nonsense."
said that, he looked in the direction of the Cajun capital.
Until now, he still had a sense of disobedience in his heart, unable to understand Moreau's various choices in this encounter.
No matter how much Biyande thought about it, he would never have thought that Moreau’s choices and motives were all based on the secrets of the time traveler’s identity and death retrieval.
Bi Yangde is too lazy to delve into it.
It was originally for safety's sake, so the memories of Moro and Kurapika were tampered with.
Even if it fails, it will not affect the overall situation.
It is the mess left by Celidonich that needs some effort to clean up.
However, he has the entire team to back him up, and any mistakes can be rectified in time.
"Go back, the plan is going to speed up."
Biyande took one last look at the direction in which the Chimera left.
In his opinion, Moreau is no different from a "dead man". As for the other person -
It is not worth wasting energy anymore. Speeding up the execution of the plan is the top priority. This is related to him finally being able to challenge the Dark Continent after fifty years!
Hmm.
Alita responded.
But she didn’t know much about Biyande’s “plan”. Among the entire team, only No. 2 Pariston was deeply involved in the plan.
In any case, she only knows that once the plan is successful, it will usher in an era when the team, and even all mankind, will challenge the Dark Continent.
Shwadani City, Hunters Association Building.
Vice President's Office.
If you discover anything during your work or want me to follow up on anything, please be sure to contact me in time. If there are any areas that need improvement, I will quickly improve them. "
Pariston held the landline microphone in his hand, with a sunny smile on his face, and said to the person on the other side of the microphone:
“Oh, please don’t say that. This is what the association should do its best. So, do you have any other requests?” >
“Please rest assured, the professional hunter who accepted the commission will start the operation within one day.”
Pariston talked about the deal with a smile on his face, hung up the phone, and dialed another number.
In this way, the co-expert members in the association have been able to find a job with good remuneration, low effort and low risk.
Since Pariston took the position of vice president, he has used this method to win over the members of the association, and gradually accumulated contacts and strengthened his voice.
This can influence the decision of the "Review Committee".
This is the biggest difference between them,
Hity, so when Nitro sits in the position of president, he is sometimes unable to help himself due to the "review meeting" or various external factors.
But Pariston is like a fish in water.
After distributing the fat packages to the members of the association over the phone, Pariston clasped his hands on his chin, with a smile clearly on his face, but there was no trace of smile in his deep eyes.
"The plan needs to be accelerated—"
Pariston's eyes were lowered, staring at the pen on the table, silently muttering to himself.
"But I haven't had enough fun yet, I really don't want it to end so soon."
Thinking that the "play" with Nitro is coming to an end, the smile on Pariston's face slowly fades.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
When it’s time to play, have fun, and when it’s time to do business, be meticulous.
In order to carry out the plan to explore the dark continent, it is necessary to use the alien creature to force President Netero into a desperate situation.
"You must carefully choose a suitable "location".
Pariston’s thoughts turned to the next plan.
No matter how far this plan can be implemented, it will ultimately be beneficial to Biyande's goal.
If the Hunter Association is willing to take on the heavy responsibility, then Pariston will have his own way to intervene in the decision-making of the "Review Committee", thus greatly reducing the help Nitro can get.
Then he pushed President Netero into a desperate situation with one hand.
If the Hunter Association fails and disaster spreads to all parts of the world, that is a situation that Biyang De can accept.
At that time, we can use this matter to make a big fuss, so that people all over the world can receive all the information about the "Dark Continent" as quickly as possible.
This is also conducive to advancing the plan to explore the dark continent.
And they don't need to take action to clean up the mess, there will be "V5" to give them a headache.
This is the game of choice that Pariston is best at.
Now,
For the Pariston and Byande teams, how to advance the plan quickly is only a suitable place to set the stage. In addition, in the past few years, in the name of the Cajun Country Biological Survey, long-term commissions have been issued to many biological hunters. Once a good commission relationship is established, it will be easier to facilitate the next commission.
There must be a stage, and there must also be a role responsible for kicking off the show.
It should not be too early or too late.
The role of the character must be just right, and how to grasp the balance point is probably the most difficult part of this plan.
Pariston pondered, and as time passed, his usual sunny smile reappeared on his face.
Dengtola area, Kukulu Mountain.
Cotter was walking alone on a rarely visited mountain road. When he reached the fork in the road leading to Zhumu Town, his steps stopped unconsciously.
Looking in the direction of the wood-cutting town, the wooden shoes under Kurt's feet took half a step forward, and then slowly retracted.
There is no need to buy chocolate beans anymore.
Because Brother Qi has been away from home for a long time.
I want to eat sugar cookies.
But if mother finds out, she will be punished.
Kurt thought silently, then immediately withdrew his gaze and headed towards the direction of Kukulu Mountain without looking back.
Since this period of time, a lot of things have happened to Beat the enemy.
Things that should not change have not changed at all.
Qi got his freedom as he wished and could make his own decisions. He no longer wanted to be a killer.
But not Curt.
As a result, many things were naturally transferred to Kurt.
Including family responsibilities and various assassination commissions, including the almost pathological manipulative psychology from Ji Qiu.
Anything that she couldn't get from Qi, she would get it from Kurt.
For her, as long as she can control Kurt firmly by her side, she can get a sense of security that calms her down.
Curt is no longer the submissive child now.
But the "result" still hasn't changed.
The only difference is that I used to be obedient and didn't dare to complain no matter how hard or tired I was, because I wanted to be recognized by my family.
The reason why I now fulfill my responsibilities and still comply with my mother's desire for control is because I know that my family needs me.
Kert walked along the mountain road to the trial gate.
ceddie cott since the beginning by the disciples.
Kurt also nodded politely and immediately opened the door to the trial.
With a rumble, the heavy stone door slowly closed, completely hiding Kurt's figure.
Jibujie looked at the closed trial door in front of him, raised his hand to scratch his thinning hair, and let out an almost inaudible sigh.
The figure of Moreau flashed in his mind,
When was the last time you saw Moreau here?
Ji Bujie shook his head slightly.
As the gatekeeper of the enemy's Hakka, he watched his masters leave countless times and welcomed them home countless times.
Ji Bujie felt some of the changes in Kurt's body most clearly.
If it were in the past, Kurt would not even look at servants like them, let alone say hello.
And these are all the influences brought by Moreau,
But now Ji Bujie silently looked back.
Kulu Mountain Forest.
Curt walked on a familiar path and soon returned home.
Pushing open the heavy door of the main house, a familiar atmosphere greets you.
His father, Siba, looked calm and normal most of the time, showing no emotion or anger.
His mother Ji Qiu came forward as usual, her electronic eyes flashing with excitement, and she whispered in her ears praising the perfect execution of this mission.
And Kurt is like a programmed robot, accurately completing every expected reaction.
Listen, nod, respond.
For Kurt, perhaps only the moment when he was lying on the bed and watching the big-eyed frog animation with his great-grandfather Maha could vaguely feel a sense of his own freedom.
This is tiring, both physically and mentally.
But it has to be so.
Because the gap left by Brother Qi has to be filled by someone.
Evening.
After Kurt finished his meal, he was asked by Maha to watch the Big Eyed Frog animation. The two sat on the sofa, saying nothing from beginning to end.
The only sounds in the room were the constant sound from the TV and the bright light flickering on the dark walls.
It wasn't until the TV started playing the cheerful ending song that Mahar slowly turned his head and carefully looked at Kurt's profile with his eyes that were somewhat similar to those of a big-eyed frog.
Kote noticed his great-grandfather's behavior and looked at him with some doubts.
Remember what I said before - your friend Moreau, reminds me of a person?
"Yes."
Cotter nodded.
Maha said: "That person's name is Nitro."
"Is he the president of the Hunter Association?"
Curt followed Qi to participate in the hunter test last time, so he naturally knew Nitro's name, but he did not rule out the possibility of having the same name.
Maha chuckled and said: "That's him."
"..."
Cote was silent for a moment, then hesitated and said: "But Moro and Nitro are nothing like each other, that old man looks very unreliable."
"Heh."
Mahar did not correct Kurt's statement, but narrowed his eyes into two slits, covering up the luster of nostalgia, and said slowly: "They did the same thing - so when I saw you and Morrow before, I couldn't help but think of Nitro... and your great-great-grandfather Jaeger."
Maha smiled and said: "Want to hear this story?"
"Hmm!"
Curt's posture was upright like a conditioned reflex. Maha still said in a slow tone: "This matter starts when your great-great-grandfather ran away from home for the first time——"
In the room, soon only Maha's voice echoed.
After a long time.
Curt came out of Mahar's room, his head slightly lowered.
Kurt returned to the room with a complicated mood and pulled out a piece of life paper from the crack of the bed under the pillow.
This is Moreau's life paper man.
Since it was made during the Hunter Association test, it has been around forever.
When he took out the life paper man, the strange feeling from his fingertips immediately made Kurt's heart tense, and he quickly looked down.
I saw that the originally flat surface of the paper was now covered with ferocious wrinkles, especially the parts representing the left hand and legs, which were almost curled up into a mess.
This phenomenon shows that the target targeted by the Life Paper Man may have suffered a near-fatal injury and lost too much vitality,
hhh, so it will show such a severe wrinkle reaction.
"What happened to Moreau—.!
Curt panicked, hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed Moreau's number.
The result was that the phone was turned off.
Then he dialed Kurapika's number, and the same message showed that the phone was turned off.
Kurt became more and more panicked, no longer as calm as usual.
At this moment,
Cotter noticed that the overall wrinkles of the life paper man were smoothing out at a slow speed.
Especially the almost squeezed wrinkles on the left arm have begun to slowly unwind, giving people the impression that the arm is growing back.
The result of this change is like a reassurance, giving Kurt a little peace of mind.
Just "No, I'm going to find Moreau!"
Colt carefully put the life paper man into the belt, and then hurriedly pushed the door open and headed towards the gate of the mansion.
The flickering candlelight in the corridor was just like Kurt's mood at the moment.
"Curt, where are you going?"
In the last corridor leading to the gate, Jiqiu's slightly sharp voice came from the shadows.
Kote subconsciously stopped and looked at Ji Qiu who was blocking the way, not knowing how to answer this question.
Ji Qiu's electronic eyes began to fluctuate violently when he saw this, and his tone suddenly became colder: "Don't make me ask a second time."
Kete suddenly raised his head and met Ji Qiu's gaze that was always as heavy as a mountain.
But at this time, nothing is as important as the worry in my heart.
“Leave me alone!”
Kote said every word.
Ji Qiu's red electronic eyes suddenly expanded to the limit, as if he heard something incredible.
"Curt, what are you talking about?"
"I said."
Cot repeated firmly: "Leave me alone!"
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