The Executor of the Heavens: Beginning with the Watch Dogs

Chapter 74 Goodbye
And in the process of writing, Xie Yuan felt that it was a very correct choice to separate the portraits.

Because he originally planned to write from half to one third, one quarter to the last one layer at a time.

Without him, it is too difficult to draw!
Just this picture of the first level shows that he is mentally weak. You must know that he is a person who has trained to the fifth level, and his mental strength has been increasing due to frequent meditation.

But even when the first painting was roughly completed, he couldn't help feeling drowsy, which was a manifestation of excessive mind, and after picking up the pen and finishing the last stroke with concentration, he couldn't hold on anymore. As soon as it fell, it fell on the table.

He was in a deep coma.

The first thing I felt when I woke up was that I could smell the disinfectant from the hospital again. I was in prison again!

As soon as this thought appeared, he immediately got up, but the moment in front of him made him temporarily relieved.

The environment of the ward here is very quiet, and the decoration is better than that of the prison medical room. It is a hospital.

"Are you awake?" A doctor wearing a tall hat and a mask walked in, and asked with concern.

But Xie Yuan felt very strange because of his arrival, because he knew this person, the doctor who gave him a physical examination at that time!

Was he in a hospital or a prison infirmary?

"Comrade Petrenko, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the director of the KGB hospital, and I am also in charge of the health of my leader, General Shelov." Seeing Xie Yuan's strange expression, the doctor knew the meeting a few days ago , causing him a misunderstanding, and immediately explained.

After all, anyone who comes out of prison and has no criminal record is a normal citizen of the alliance. At this moment, Xie Yuan is just a patient.

"Comrade Petrenko, your body can almost be superhuman, no, no, you can already be said to be superhuman." After the dean introduced himself, he immediately focused on Xie Yuan's physical fitness.

"How did you train? Did you take any hormones and antibiotics? You suddenly fell into a deep coma three nights ago. Did you do anything before?"

Xie Yuan was puzzled by the series of questions, but he still noticed a word "three days ago".

Just describing that thing made him fall into a coma for three days?
But this also has an advantage, that is, the Serov of this violent agency will reduce the uncertainty of this first picture.

It is also a kind of feedback to increase trust between the two parties. Although the two will never become friends, at least he will alleviate a little doubt about this gift.

Xie Yuan thought while listening to the dean's nagging narrative.

……

Serov did not trust this work of Xie Yuan's "painstaking effort", but he also knew the importance of this picture.

Seriously, if Xie Yuan hadn't really drawn this practice map and caused a deep coma, he would have sent it to the Sports Bureau for experimentation, and now he even has the desire to possess it for himself.

After all, this is a genuine magical secret book, although I don't understand why its essence is yoga?But he still couldn't believe it.

After all, according to his habit, he will kill people completely, and then go to plunder the ownerless spoils. This kind of equivalent exchange... he has concerns in his heart, and he is a little afraid of being fake.

But without him, Xie Yuan was too indifferent in his attitude towards him, he didn't even care about physical examination, blood drawing, and sampling.

He doesn't miss any of his properties in Central America. He has no wife or children. The only friends he has are one in the labor camp in Wakuta and one in HK.
They are not important people either. The one in Southeast Asia is just a martial artist and can't affect anything.

And the parents?Well, that counts, but the two old men have experienced the turmoil of World War II and the "pain of bereavement", and at the same time they have been honest farmers on the outskirts of Volgograd all their lives.

To trouble them is not only looked down upon by the subordinates, but also a test in my heart.

The ultimate goal of the KGB has always been to protect the security of the Union, which includes every citizen, man, woman, and child.

As for killing him regardless?It’s not that I didn’t have this kind of thinking at first, after all, people are selfish, and they also want to monopolize a world.

But at the next moment, he suddenly had goosebumps, as if he vaguely felt that if he really killed Xie Yuan, it would be possible, but he would have great sequelae.

He felt that such sequelae might make everything he had now disappear, and this feeling of dying together made him quickly stop the idea of ​​killing people.

And once the killing intent is extinguished, his own sense of crisis will soon disappear, which makes him only the next best thing, from killing people to get treasure, to using it for himself.

But when he got in touch with Xie Yuan thoroughly, he realized that it was not easy.

Because if Xie Yuan can really be used by him, the most important thing is to make him popular or popular. This kind of mentality of returning after all the money is gone and not fighting, can't be used if you don't want to be strong.

Oh, and his comrades in Vorkuta!One of his emotions is involved here: guilt.This is the only breakthrough in his almost heartless and desireless mentality.

Thinking of this, he immediately carefully placed the white paper with faint divine light on the tray, and asked Lukani to take it to the Technical Management Bureau for experimentation.

He decided to accept this gift, that is to accept Xie Yuan's kindness.But he hopes to get a more scientific analysis, and believes that an ancient yoga technique will not baffle the scientific power of the Great Alliance.

If you are stumped, either Xie Yuan's stuff has mistakes or omissions, or the scientist is incompetent!
He said to another confidential secretary, Isaimotney: "Make a memo, invite Dmitry Petrenko's parents here to arrange to meet him, surprise him, but not too much, make up a For example, amnesia and the like.

Then prepare the vehicle and go to Kazan Prison. "

The tall and well-proportioned female secretary from Eastern Europe nodded in agreement.

……

a few days later...

"Hiss! Someone is plotting against me." Suddenly, Xie Yuan closed his eyes and rested on the hospital bed, suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

But it is obviously not fatal, otherwise it is a continuous whim.

who is it?As soon as Xie Yuan thought about it, he thought of one person, Xielov, only he thought about it, or had the ability to plot against him.

Thinking of this, he could only sit up, get out of bed, and walk outside the window.

The outside of the KGB hospital is row upon row of monolithic buildings, which is a characteristic of the alliance and has inherited many Russian-style high-rise buildings.
Looking at it, Xie Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, because he saw his own reflection in the mirror, his originally rosy face turned pale and lost his blood color, if it wasn't for his good foundation, he almost couldn't wake up this time.

Helping to draw a picture this time almost cost my life. Xie Yuan also wanted to be afraid, but it is not without benefits to sell miserably this time.

It is a little bit to win the trust of Serov, but because of the excessive exhaustion of the mind due to the calligraphy and painting very carefully, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and he felt that his spiritual strength had increased.

It's like breaking through the back and standing up, but unfortunately, the total amount has increased, but the realm has not fluctuated at all. After all, the state of mind at each level must be experienced by yourself.

Every entry is a nirvana of state of mind, Xie Yuan feels that if he wants to really reach a higher level, he may need to have more understanding of the world of mortals.

"Dimitri?" While looking out the window, feeling the vicissitudes of life, Xie Yuan suddenly heard a voice that was too familiar.

Turning his head heavily, tears flowed from Xie Yuan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)