Chapter 29 Twenty-six miracles

Lin Feiyu stood there dumbfounded, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly because of shock or resentment. "Well," he said with a dark face, and touched his chin with some stubbles with his right hand: "I remember your name is Jialin, right?" "Yes, that is indeed my name, and it is a symbol used to distinguish me from other brothers and sisters." Caroline paused, and replied unhurriedly: "It's just an acquaintance, you remember it , I am deeply honored." "Yes, it's just a one-time acquaintance, and you also remember my name," Lin Feiyu said tit for tat: "It seems that we hit it off very well, why don't we go to the movies together this weekend?"

"No, Mr. Lin Feiyu, I have known your name for a long time..." Indeed, judging from the pronunciation, the name "Lin Feiyu" is not easy to pronounce, not every girl who speaks English can pronounce it so standard : "When teaching white hands, the master has always used your standard to demand me, which makes me admire you very much, so I also firmly remember your name." Lin Feiyu immediately realized who the "master" in Jialin's mouth was referring to - a guy who lingered: "Well, so to speak, I didn't do anything, and I just gained a little junior sister for no reason."

"That's why, I hope you can throw away your unrealistic fantasies," Jialin shook the Desert Eagle in her hand, "I know all the moves you know." Indeed, it is not easy for a man who knows how to use, or at least has seen "white hands", to take the weapon out of his hand. "Heh, what are you afraid of?" Lin Feiyu snorted disdainfully: "The one holding the gun is you, and what about me? I'm unarmed." "I just hate unnecessary violence, and to be honest, I'm really a little bit puzzled by you Chinese—" Jialin tilted her head and brushed her hair with her right hand holding the gun: "You are Refusing to give up, lingering like a ghost..." She lightly tapped the gunshot wound on her left shoulder: "I thought you were shot to death, but you can still jump out and bite people."

Although the young girl looked calm, she couldn't hide the resentment in her tone, and even her fingers were trembling slightly—and these small details obviously couldn't escape Lin Feiyu's eyes, he immediately imagined It showed the scene that happened in Paget Town before - the ambushes of the marines, the fiasco of the mercenaries, and the injury of the white knight in front of him. "Ah, it seems that you have misunderstood us a little—" Lin Feiyu frowned slightly: "Chinese people pay attention to etiquette first and then soldiers. You must have used the wrong way of communication to suffer this."

Unexpectedly, the girl was not irritated, but smiled sweetly: "It's good to be polite first, then let me do an 'eye for an eye'..." "Yo!" Lin Feiyu pretended to be surprised: "You can also speak Chinese?" Jialin intentionally lifted the Desert Eagle up high, then slowly placed it on the ground between her legs, raised her head, and ordered softly with a blank expression: "If you are willing to hand over the sample of 'Original Stone', I will I promise to let you die with dignity." After about five seconds of silence, Lin Feiyu laughed "hahahaha" on his back, with the courage of my own sword:

"When I first saw you, I thought you were a low-key lady..." He shook his head: "I didn't expect Leng Bing to teach you to be quite funny." The girl sighed deeply, then stood up slowly, showing a very impatient look: "Then, courtesy first, soldiers later, I have no choice but to choose a less friendly way of communication..." She made a movement that Lin Feiyu couldn't understand at all - lightly poked the desert eagle on the ground with her toe, kicked the pistol between the two of them, and raised her right hand to compare with him. This is such a familiar scene - just today, just a few hours ago, Leng Bing did almost exactly the same thing.

Feeling insulted, Lin Feiyu laughed dryly twice: "Hey! What does this mean! Everyone comes here? Huh? Or is this the meeting ceremony of your knight order?" "Since we are from the same sect, let's solve the problem with 'empty hands'." Jialin pointed to her injured left arm: "It's a fair duel, isn't it?" Using the "white hand" method—Lin Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly. If the little girl in front of him is really a cold apprentice, then she definitely understands the true meaning of "white hand" like himself—— "Whatever the cost, whatever the means."

As for the "spirit of fairness" and the "gentlemanly demeanor", they are not within the creed of "Bare Hands" at all, and it is precisely because of this that the girl's words are particularly strange. After all, she is not Leng Bing, she cannot have the absolutely invincible self-confidence and strength of Leng Bing, the behavior of "putting down the weapon" is not only meaningless, but also makes people feel that there are ulterior motives. Yes, with ulterior motives. So there must be no bullets in the gun!If there was, Jialin should have shot it long ago - this is based on the simple reasoning of "same family", which also allowed Lin Feiyu to guess the opponent's intention: to use an empty gun as bait, and wait for the opportunity to launch a deadly sneak attack , End the battle with a "bare hand" within two or three seconds.

Despicable, but perfect tactic. Looking at the female knight with a cold expression, Lin Feiyu decided to do whatever he could.He intentionally shifted his gaze to the ground, glanced at the Desert Eagle that was within reach, and then suddenly exerted force—— He didn't know how many "white hands" skills Leng Bing taught Jialin, but he could feel that this girl was very talented—his right hand was a full twenty centimeters away from the Desert Eagle, and her right hand was kicking He had already pressed to the gun handle in advance. If Lin Feiyu hadn't deliberately retracted his arm in mid-air, he would have stepped on his wrist this time, and his entire upper body would have been controlled by the opponent on the ground.

During the instant exchange of eyes, both of them saw a trace of murderous intent in each other's eyes, and at the same time, Lin Feiyu's right fist collided with Jialin's left knee, making a muffled "boom" . The two jumped back a little, quickly opened the distance, and retreated to the position where they were facing each other before, but the Desert Eagle remained on the ground without moving a muscle. Jialin, who had seen through the trick, suddenly pulled out her sword from her waist as if she had become angry from embarrassment. This weapon is exquisitely decorated, sharp-edged, and shining with dazzling silver light. It seems to be a medieval artwork displayed in the Louvre. Compared with the saber used coldly, it seems to be more gorgeous.

If it was normal, facing a cold weapon in front of him, Lin Feiyu would at most just smile slightly without fear.But now that he has lost his arm after all, it is really not easy to use "white hand" to seize the opponent's sword - not to mention that Jialin in front of him can also use "white hand". A nearly desperate struggle—at this point, how much Lin Feiyu hoped that Aslang could suddenly repair the "CATS" on her body, and then jump up from the ground, killing Jialin with two slaps. Aslang was still paralyzed on the ground, but Jialin swung her sword and slashed at him. Lin Feiyu dodged sideways, avoiding two slashes in a row.Perhaps because of the same injury on her left arm, the girl's movements seemed a little uncoordinated, but she was able to skillfully adjust her posture every time, turning her unbalanced body into a weapon, using her feet, knees, elbows, shoulders and even her back The cloak launched continuous blows, forcing Lin Feiyu into the corner of the cabin step by step. He vaguely remembered that Leng Bing had taught him this technique called "Dragon Turning", but he had never had the opportunity to use it before. He never thought that there would be a "junior sister" who would give him a good review lesson at this time and here. Jialin, who was gradually gaining the upper hand, saw that her opponent had been driven into a blind spot. Although she was panting, she still forced herself to raise her sword over her shoulder, and swung her arm to strike. ankle. Without the slightest pre-judgment, Jialin completely relied on her superhuman reaction to jump in place, avoiding the opponent's counterattack.She curled her upper body in the air, kowtowed on one knee, and went straight to Lin Feiyu's calf. This move was extremely stealthy and swift, but Lin Feiyu still saw through it. Before Jialin landed, he pushed flat with one palm and knocked out the female knight. Half a meter away. Jialin landed on her left shoulder, rolled over and then knelt on one knee, covering her chest with her hand and panting softly.The hood that originally covered half of her face also slipped down her long hair, revealing her true face—this is probably the most perfect woman Lin Feiyu has seen so far. Soft and beautiful, no matter what country or nationality is used to judge, she can be regarded as a great beauty.But it was such a girl who was as beautiful as a Barbie doll, but exuded a fierce evil spirit all over her body, so ferocious that she almost swallowed people alive. Sometimes, Lin Feiyu thinks that God is very dark and humorous: he has a name like a hero in a romance novel, but he has never met a gentle and virtuous girl, but "freaks" like Aslan and Jialin once met There are endless tasks in this time. "I'll have to change my name when I go back..." He shook his head with a wry smile: "Change it to something rough." Jialin spat, wiped the corners of her mouth, and stood up with her sword in hand.Lin Feiyu followed suit. He looked around for a weapon that could be used to "counterattack", but in the end he just grabbed a bucket. "I like you! Yu!" Aslan, who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead fish, suddenly shouted: "Smash this bitch's face! Smash her to death!" This roar brought the suffocating battle to a sudden halt. The two facing each other stared at each other, motionless like stone sculptures, as if neither of them wanted to take the lead. The essence of "White Hands" is not only agility, but also a calm and calm mind. The two people who also know this well need time to adjust their rhythm. "Look for every flaw in the enemy, and if there is none, take the initiative to create one."——The cold "teaching" sounded in Lin Feiyu's ears again. He knew that Jialin had probably heard this sentence before, but he still decided to try Give it a try and "create" a loophole: "She asked me to hit you in the face." Lin Feiyu smiled and gestured to Aslan with his chin: "I wonder if it's because women are jealous of their appearance?" Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary "trouble", he said this in Chinese. Jialin was still expressionless, but for some reason, she replied in English: "In my eyes, she has already died. What does a dead person's opinion have to do with me?" "Hey!" In a rage, Aslan raised her head—even she didn't know how to do it herself: "Remember what you said! Bitch! You will pay for it!" Then she His head fell heavily to the ground again, with a muffled "plop", followed by a groan of "ouch". The female knight remained unmoved, she stood with her sword in her hand, her gaze remained on Lin Feiyu's face: "I'll give you another chance, Lin Feiyu, hand over the sample of the 'Raw Stone', and I'll give you a good time." "I've been wanting to ask since just now, why did you insist that the 'what sample' will be on me?" A moment of silence. "The master told me that you will never leave empty-handed... Absolutely not." "So I arranged for you to wait on the only boat..." Lin Feiyu nodded: "He still has confidence in me." "You have always been the master's favorite apprentice," Jialin paused: "Before today, the master always said to me, 'It would be great if Lin Feiyu was here'." "Correction, I'm his partner." Lin Feiyu frowned, as if he had been stimulated by something: "Also, after losing a concubine and an arm, I believe he must have a different opinion of me now." changed." "That's not a concubine..." Jialin's calm face suddenly showed a slight ripple: "She is my sister." It turned out that there was still a "personal grievance"-Lin Feiyu finally found a psychological gap in his opponent. For "white hand" users, slight psychological changes are the decisive factor for the reversal of the battle situation, just like the situation when Lin Feiyu and Leng Bing confronted each other in the mine. Crushed without mercy. But now, Lin Feiyu feels that this opportunity has come, all he needs to do is to apply a little more pressure—— He let go of the useless bucket, took out the test tube containing the red crystal shards from his pocket - all two test tubes, and shook it in front of himself: "Oh, your sister," Lin Feiyu nodded, "Do you know how I killed her? I guess you don't want to know." "If you want to provoke me, then I have to say—" Jialin opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and it took several seconds to make a sound: "Wait a minute... what you have in your hand is... a sample of the rough stone ?” "Didn't you ask me to hand it over? Yes! I'll give it to you right now." Lin Feiyu seemingly casually tossed the two test tubes forward.But it was another calculated throw—at the moment when the opponent was resentful and suspicious. The girl has only one arm that can move, and she is also holding a sword. From common sense and experience, she must instinctively want to let go of the hilt of the sword and grab at least one of the test tubes. This idea may only appear for half a second But half a second of hesitation was enough for Lin Feiyu—he adjusted his posture while throwing out the test tube, leaped forward like an arrow from the string, and rushed to Jialin in the blink of an eye. Hearing the crisp sound of the saber falling to the ground, he swung his only movable right fist, and smashed the opponent's face with all his strength. For the first time since landing on Paget Island, Lin Feiyu felt that he had underestimated the enemy—Jialin did not use the hand freed by letting go of the sword to grab the test tube, but lightly clasped the attacking right wrist, The girl let the two containers filled with red crystals pass by her cheeks without blinking her eyes, her contemptuous expression seemed to be shouting triumphantly - "You are not very good." At the moment when Lin Feiyu hesitated, the girl shifted her footsteps, leaped into the air, and kicked out a "double fly", hitting the opponent's chest, then let go of her palm, turned sideways in the air for half a circle, and flew to the ground like gymnastics, dropping her height to the ground. Lin Feiyu, who had an advantage in weight, was under him, and used his knees to secure his arms. "Since you gave the rough stone sample," Jialin quickly pulled out a five-inch dagger from her waist: "Then I have no choice but to fulfill my promise!" Seeing that the dagger was slashing head-on, but he was firmly restrained on the ground and could not move, Lin Feiyu's mind went blank, but out of his desperate survival instinct, he slipped his tongue and pushed the master key hidden on the roof of the mouth. between the lips. This is not a simple spitting to vent anger, but a life-or-death Jedi counterattack. Lin Feiyu focused all his attention and hope on this "spray".The small key in the shape of a melon seed blurted out, and by accident, it happened to pass by the corner of Jialin's eyes, leaving a bloodstain, which made her tilt her body instinctively. In Aslan's scream of "Yu!", the dagger hit the floor heavily, less than half a centimeter away from Lin Feiyu's left ear. There will never be a second chance!Never again!Lin Feiyu turned his head and bit Jialin's bright wrist holding the dagger, blood immediately flowed down the corner of his lips.The girl let out a scream of "ah", and unconsciously fell back, trying to withdraw her right hand. At this moment, Lin Feiyu's right arm broke free from the confinement, and he hit Jialin's delicate and delicate face with a backhand punch, knocking her off his body. Before Lin Feiyu could get up, he pulled out the dagger from the ground, rushed forward, and pierced the girl's soft chest with lightning speed. "At any cost, by any means" - recalling Leng Bing's teaching, he spat out the turbid blood in his mouth, twisted the dagger half a turn, then pulled it out fiercely, and threw it aside forcefully. Looking at the girl bleeding like a fountain on the ground, Lin Feiyu knew that her life was over—this was definitely not a glorious victory, and it could even be said to be a bit shameless.He tried his best, but he was still beaten by his "junior sister". In desperation, he had to use despicable means lacking in martial arts to win the battle, and then, for the second time today, he put a beautiful girl in the age of cardamom in front of her. deadly. But after all, Lin Feiyu is not a martial artist, he is a warrior—a warrior who must win no matter what. The destiny he shoulders has already surpassed his own life and death, so he will never allow any mistakes. As for conscience and morality, It is also a luxury that has no time to take care of until the task is completed. At least, that's what Leng Bing taught him. "Yu, come and help me." Seeing the dust settle, Aslan raised his left hand with difficulty: "I seem to be able to move..." "Oh my god! It's really time!" Lin Feiyu turned around, as if he was already exhausted, he still didn't forget to tease: "The Japanese army just signed the unconditional surrender on the USS Missouri, so you can just move." "First of all, thank you for defeating the Great Japanese Empire alone, hero." With the help of Lin Feiyu, Aslan turned over and faced up: "If... if you can help me fix this broken system again, I will I will definitely go back to China and apply for a Medal of Honor for you." "What?" Lin Feiyu supported her back: "The system is not repaired? Then how can you move?" "I don't know, maybe there is some spare system... Hey! Yu!" Aslan suddenly screamed: "That bitch is still alive!" Lin Feiyu was not nervous at all. After all, he was not a novice killing people for the first time. He knew that such a wound was enough to kill a person, and struggling would only make the death process more painful—— Taking a step back, how much threat can a dying, unarmed girl pose? But Lin Feiyu was wrong. Jialin, who was dying, seemed to have exhausted all her strength, grabbed the test tube that fell on the ground, then slowly lifted it over her head, and pushed off the cap of the bottle with her thumb with a "boo". This action far exceeded Lin Feiyu's expectations. It's not that he didn't think that the other party would fight a trapped beast - after all, he had only fought against this girl's sister a few hours ago.It's just that Lin Feiyu couldn't believe that the seal of the test tube containing the rough stone sample was so fragile that even a dying person could wipe it off with a flick of his hand. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... Let the dead find peace, and let the living get relief..." Jialin murmured and prayed, tilting the test tube over.Lin Feiyu knew what she was going to do, but it was too late to stop her. The red crystal slipped out of the test tube and fell into the girl's throat. She suddenly widened her eyes, covered her chest, and let out a sharp roar like a dying moan. Lin Feiyu turned pale with fright, and instinctively took half a step back. Years of experience in using "white hands" told him that the next two or three seconds would be the key to life and death—to fight or to flee?To attack, or to defend?Once a decision is made, the outcome is predictable. The boat has drifted away from the pier, at least 50 meters away from the nearest land. Under the current wind and waves in the sea, considering Lin Feiyu's water quality that is not drowned, it is impossible to swim ashore with Aslang on his back. unrealistic. The only choice left now is to fight to the death.Since he couldn't retreat completely, he had to go all out. Lin Feiyu decided to take advantage of Jialin's still struggling to get rid of her in one go. He picked up the small fire extinguisher hanging on the wall and threw it head-on at Jialin. Just as he was about to hit it, he was suddenly caught by Jialin with one hand. No matter how hard Lin Feiyu tried, he couldn't move forward.In the trembling stalemate, the girl turned half of her face away—half of a bloody, pus-soaked face, with faintly visible clusters of crystals glowing slightly red under the skin, as quickly as wildfire ignited on the grassland. spread. Such a close range, such a terrifying scene, even Lin Feiyu, who thinks he has a strong psychological endurance, can't help but feel a little terrified - he doesn't know why it erodes on Jialin so quickly, compared with Wang Qingyi, he is almost two extreme. With a strange noise all over her body, the girl opened her ghostly claw-like right hand and slammed on the bottom of the fire extinguisher, almost pushing Lin Feiyu back.She had obviously lost consciousness, but her aggressive aura and persistent killing intent hadn't weakened in the slightest. Since he could only use one arm, and the strength difference between the two was huge, Lin Feiyu felt that he was about to be overwhelmed. He made a decisive decision, twisted the nozzle of the fire extinguisher, tapped heavily with the palm of his hand, and shot a shot at Jialin's already unrecognizable face. A thick white mist. He didn't know whether the foam fire extinguisher could cause damage to the crystal, so he just gave it a try with a gambling mentality, but he immediately had the answer—the monster didn't flinch at all, but suddenly exerted force as if it had been stimulated by something, and knocked Lin Feiyu away. He pushed it away fiercely and snatched the fire extinguisher. Large and small purple-red crystal thorns broke out from Jialin's body, and the thick red smoke was like a flame, burning all over her body in an instant. Her terrifying howling was deafening, filling every corner of the cabin. Lin Feiyu was hit hard against the wall, and let out a low moan of gritted teeth—— "Damn pretty girl..." He wiped the corner of his lips with the back of his right hand: "It's quite powerful." Before he finished speaking, the fire extinguisher was thrown towards his face. Lin Feiyu couldn't dodge it in time, and hastily blocked with one arm, but was still hit by the front door. He felt dizzy suddenly, and a double image appeared before his eyes. Jialin suddenly raised her upper body, her abdomen bulged forward violently, and her whole body was bent into a bow shape. To be precise, the girl had completely lost her human appearance. The crystal thorns of various shapes tore the white robe to pieces, and both her body and face were extremely distorted, making it impossible to recognize. In just a few tens of seconds, a slim girl "grows" into a big pile of "durian". This monster is like a beast that has broken out of its cage, eager to prove its minions. It needs prey -- and it needs it soon. Lin Feiyu supported the wall with one hand, struggling half kneeling on the ground.He saw the monster showing its long sharp claws, he saw the monster rushing towards him, he saw that the monster had swung its long arms—he wanted to resist, but he couldn't do anything, his limp body didn't obey, The drowsy brain couldn't think of a countermeasure, and the voice deep in his consciousness told Lin Feiyu that he was really hopeless this time. He remembered that once upon a time, he asked Leng Bing more than once, "What should I do when I find that I am sure to die?" The answer is surprisingly simple: "Just keep smiling." Lin Feiyu found that this was not easy, and it could even be said that it was almost impossible. At this tangled moment when he was both unwilling and wanted to show "awe-inspiring righteousness", a slim figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes - it was Aslan.Her petite and slender body is now like a towering giant mountain, so majestic and brave, so unmoving, it stands between humans and monsters, between life and death, blocking what should have fallen. A fatal blow to Lin Feiyu's forehead. Aslan shook his waist, got up from the ground, and brought the monster to the ground with a beautiful side fall.The monster let out a strange and muffled groan, which was like a wounded whine, but also like a mournful howl. In response, Aslan stretched out both claws, aimed at the monster's vest, and stabbed down fiercely. A stream of turbid blood burst out accompanied by a thick red mist, splashing a crescent-shaped red spot on the ceiling. hook. Normally, this simple set of movements would be effortless for Aslan, but now she was panting and sweating profusely, as if she had exhausted her entire life. "I almost peed my pants!" Lin Feiyu was surprised and delighted: "You still have to wait until the last second to act as a hero?" "Do you think I like this?" Aslan turned half of his body: "My system here is still dead, and there is no response at all." "Then shouldn't you still lie on the ground?" "I don't know..." Confused and excited, Aslan stretched out his right hand and looked back and forth a few times: "But I can really feel... my body is moving..." To ordinary people, this sentence sounds somewhat weird, but to a person who has been paralyzed for many years, there is no better rhetoric to describe his current feelings—a miracle, it must be a miracle, It must have been a miracle for her to stand up in desperation; it must have been a miracle that she regained consciousness in the battle of life and death; The girl regained her freedom. "Okay, that's not important," Lin Feiyu pointed to the twitching monster on the ground: "Hurry up and get rid of this guy! It's an eyesore." "It's okay, this bitch can't beat me." Aslan turned around and poked the monster's sharp claw with his toe: "By the way, I've been wanting to ask just now, does she seem to know you?" "It's a long story, I..." Before the words were finished, the monster suddenly released a large puff of red smoke as if it had exploded, shocking Aslan back.It propped up the ground with its twisted and deformed limbs, and slowly climbed up again.The broken body was like a blooming rose, the petals made of crystal thorns fluttered up and down, accompanied by piercing and mournful howls, as if to tear all living creatures approaching to pieces. It shook its teeth and claws for a while, then paused for a few seconds, and suddenly rushed towards the two of them.Aslan took half a step back, turned around and evaded it, then kicked the monster hard on the door and fell out of the cabin. The CATS armor that once protected him has now become a burden to restrain him. After the body regained consciousness, the indescribable bitterness and heaviness gradually overwhelmed the initial ecstasy.It seems that there are indeed no free "miracles" in this world-if you eat the forbidden fruit given by the poisonous snake, you have to pay the price of leaving the Garden of Eden. His physical strength has been severely exhausted, and he must make a quick decision—Gritting his teeth, Aslan strode out of the cabin, stepped onto the deck, and stood in front of the monster. The misty rain sprinkled finely on the girl's shoulders, outlining a graceful outline of her body. What a long-lost nectar——Aslan turned his back to the sky, his eyes were slightly closed, and he let the raindrops fall on his cheeks.In the fierce wind, a burst of cool pleasure poured into her body along her neck. She could feel all this, so real and so strange, like a vampire who had just been resurrected from the cemetery, taking long-lost steps, dragging The body, not only experienced the pleasure of new life, but also full of helplessness in this world. The rain became heavier, and the water droplets slapped the deck vigorously, crackling crisply, and accompanied by the whistling wind, a symphony of victory was blown around Asrun. The monster under the lingering rain turned into a pile of flaming fireballs. Behind the pile of fireballs, there was Peget Island with wisps of red smoke—the sword of punishment of nature had descended, and what happened here All disasters are about to come to an end. The monster struggled and let out a scream of "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu>" As the raindrops fell drop by drop, this huge body was getting closer and closer to collapse and destruction. In another ten seconds or so, it would turn into a pile of black, jelly-like flesh. Aslan bent down and lifted the monster up with one hand—compared to the madness and strength displayed, it was unexpectedly light, and perhaps most of its weight had been melted by the rain and dissipated into the air bits of dust. "I said it, bitch." Aslan walked to the side of the boat and stretched his arms: "You will pay for what you said." She let go of her left hand, and the monster landed among the turbulent waves. After struggling a little, it disappeared into the deep ocean. After a while, there was only a small piece of white rag floating on the sea surface. The wind and the waves are up and down. As if a heavy burden had been lifted, Aslan sighed and raised his head - at this moment, the distant Peget Island was so dazzling and beautiful, like a huge red moon that appeared out of thin air, in the Seeing the dreamlike flames in the dark world, Aslan was fascinated. Suddenly, as if she had sensed something, she turned around abruptly and exchanged glances with Lin Feiyu who was standing at the hatch and holding on to the door frame.An inexplicable solemnity lingered in the air. From the stiff expressions and sharp eyes, it could be seen that both of them had something to say, but neither of them wanted to speak first. Lin Feiyu held the desert eagle left by Jialin, panting lightly - not really tired, but the stalemate in front of him made him feel tight in his chest and difficult to breathe. Aslan lowered his head, glanced at the small test tube held in his right hand, a slight wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then glanced at Lin Feiyu's expressionless face with cold eyes: "You came here to find it?" When did you get it?How did you get it?The confused Lin Feiyu couldn't recall the scene just now, but it didn't matter anymore.This last small test tube filled with red crystals is the end of the whole story, the condensation of countless tragedies on Paget Island, and Lin Feiyu's duty as an agent of the Seventh Secret Service. But now, it is held tightly in Aslan's hands - this complicated and tangled mood is like a childhood sweetheart who has been dating for 10 years, but was finally married by his best friend and became his wife. "Well, damn it..." Lin Feiyu licked his upper lip, and the conclusion was self-evident - Aslan in front of him was the last opponent of the day.