From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 327 Beheading

Chapter 327 Beheading
high altitude.

The clouds are hazy.

A monoplane slightly smaller than the X-1 biplane transport plane was flying at high speed.

The wings cut through the air, making a loud rumbling sound.

At this time, there were four young men and women sitting in the cabin, two men and two women.

Among them was a man and a woman, whom Jillan had met once in the investigation committee hall on the 70th floor of the Triumph Building. They were the reserve members of the "Thorns" of the ancient secret cult "Midnight Rose".

The four of them all wore the same ruby ​​ring as Jilan, which was a symbol of their status.

"Holdane, I heard that you and Celine have met the 001st 'Thorn Clan'?"

A young man with small eyes and medium-length hair was asking the man with a crew cut opposite him.

Holden, the man with a crew cut, turned around and looked at Miss Celine, who had short brown hair, and nodded immediately.

"Yes. Although I only saw him from a distance, Mr. Gillan's strength should not be underestimated."

Haldane exclaimed.

Celine ate a washed red berry and added in a low voice with admiration:

"I heard that it was because of him that the top leaders of the cult were willing to break the rules and create a reserve organization like the 'Thorn Clan'."

"Is it so exaggerated? Making an exception just for him?"

The small-eyed, long-haired man who asked the question chuckled.

"I've actually heard of Gillan. He was the illegitimate son of a count's family, but the family was completely banned a few months ago for suspected cult activities... As for him, he is now working for the mysterious investigation committee as a team leader, so that's it."

"Buvig, he has another identity, that is the empire's 'gravedigger'."

The pigtailed woman sitting next to the long-haired man took a sip of coffee and spoke calmly.

"What does this mean, Haridan?"

Bouvig shrugged.

"We are all Level 3 Spirit Mystics and are all reserve members of the Secret Cult. I really don't understand why the Secret Cult sent us to assist him... Is it because he is No. 001 that he is more special than us?"

"Although I am reluctant to be his assistant, this is the mission of the secret sect."

Halidan put down the coffee cup and said calmly.

Buweig squinted his eyes, hugged his elbows, turned his head, looked at the clouds outside the porthole, and said:

"When I first received the 'hotline', I felt strange... If it was a joint operation, I would have no objection, but I had to take orders from a reservist of the same rank."

"What are you talking about? Let us, the reservists, come here and broaden our horizons..."

He said, his tone amused.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

The buzz cut man named Holden sighed and advised:
"I don't know why Mr. Gillan is valued by the esoteric sect... But I have been working in the field of mysticism for more than ten years before I finally seized the opportunity to join the 'Thorn Clan'. I know very well that some people are always special."

"I think we should have awe for the strong."

Celine beside him nodded slightly, agreeing with him.

However, Halidan did not make any comment, and Buweige just laughed and retorted:
"Then I hope he is really a strong man, and not just a 'Pigley' with a pretty face."

At this time, the plane began to slowly descend in the gray sky.

"We are finally here. Let's go take a look at the 'famous' No. 001 'Blood Owl'."

Buweig stood up first, stretched, and put his hands in his pockets.

...

...

Inside the dock, the open space of the factory.

Senator Royce's body fell in a pool of blood, his head torn apart by the fierce firepower of the Alchemical Revolver, splattering a conspicuous pool of brain matter and blood on the ground.

Everyone looked shocked.

No one expected that Gillan would open fire without hesitation, killing the town councilman on the spot.

"First, sir, we are only following orders!"

The secretary in a suit and tie was so frightened that his legs went weak and he raised his hands tremblingly.

"Please don't shoot!"

Even the staff standing by were filled with fear and sweat, fearing that the blond young man in front of them would kill people indiscriminately.

Jilan glanced at them indifferently and lightly put the revolver into the holster.

The weather in December is a bit cold. Although the area is in the warmer south, the temperature is only a few degrees.

Councilman Royce's "residues" were still steaming, but Gillan's attention was not there.

He looked ahead of him without leaving any trace.

The colorful lights formed several lines of crooked handwriting, which only he could see:

"Trigger mission: beheading."

"The local council of Deep Autumn Town colluded with the Blood Harbor Gang, but they didn't know that there was someone else behind the gang. Under the cover of the council, the Blood Harbor Gang continued to secretly collect the 'Red Whale Heart' to facilitate the secret research of the 'Golden Unit No. 7'."

"Right now, due to the outbreak of the miasma disaster, there is unrest in Deep Autumn Town, the population has dropped sharply, order has collapsed, and the Blood Harbor Gang has become the underground ruler of Deep Autumn Town."

"The arrival of the second group of gravediggers seems to have aroused hostility from local forces. The Council and the Blood Harbor Mafia will continue to hinder your actions."

"Kill more than half of the members of the Deep Autumn Town Council, or kill the leader of the Blood Harbor gang and its top brass to clear the way."

"Time limit: 72 hours."

"Reward: Moderate improvement in spiritual knowledge, spirituality, or physical body (choose one of the three)."

"Mission accepted."

These task texts in front of him came from the new ability of the "player" essence, "Golden Sigh". It was also the first time it was triggered after he was promoted to level 4.

"All my actions and motivations in reality will have the potential to passively trigger this ability..."

Ji Lan's eyes were filled with thought.

'Beheading is just what I want.'

He retracted his attention and the colorful words disappeared.

He immediately turned to look at the gray-haired person in charge and said in a deep voice:

"Ms. Theresa, you also heard the communication with the chairman last night... I have been granted temporary privileges. I can act flexibly, provided that the grave digging mission is the first priority."

"Ok, I know."

Ms. Theresa glanced at the corpse on the ground, but did not blame Gillan for being cruel. Instead, she sighed and said:

"So what do you think about the current situation?"

"The local council is clearly deeply involved with the Blood Harbor gang. If we don't deal with it, our mission will be difficult to carry out... I plan to take action and strike at these two forces."

Gillan said as if no one was around.

"It just so happens that we are currently lacking ships and energy to sail, and the other side must have what we need."

As soon as these words were spoken, the secretary and the clerk were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Even Lieutenant Colonel Torre and his adjutant changed their expressions and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

They all knew that the Empire's special operations department specialized in dealing with mysterious disasters and possessed extraordinary mysterious powers.

The blond young man in front of him was specifically targeting the town council and the Blood Harbor Gang, so he was definitely not going to take it lightly.

"Yeah...that's fine."

Ms. Theresa thought about it and did not refuse.

She knew the current situation and Gillan's suggestion was the best option.

"Jilan, who are you going to attack?"

"Blood Harbor Gang."

Gillan seemed to have a plan.

Ms. Theresa nodded and said:

"Then I'll be in charge of the parliament... How many people do you need?"

"Let Lieutenant Colonel Torre lead a company of 100 men to follow me."

Gillan thought about it.

Ms. Theresa frowned slightly and reminded:
"Don't underestimate the Blood Harbor Gang. They must possess mysterious powers. It may be difficult to deal with them with just you and one company... I'll let Maiev and Kaya go with you."

"Yes." Jilan nodded in agreement. "In fact, Chairman Pala has also dispatched reinforcements, and they should be here soon."

Ms. Theresa raised her brow.

As if to confirm Gillan's words, a car engine roared outside the shipyard, followed by the sound of the engine shutting down and the door opening and closing.

A soldier guarding outside ordered:

"Military controlled area, no passage allowed."

"The investigation committee temporarily certified that we were ordered to come to support."

Then a man's calm voice sounded.

After the vague conversation, there was the sound of footsteps.

Four young men and women walked in with their heads held high.

"Hello, Mr. Gillan Iros."

The 1.80-meter-tall, burly man with a crew cut strode forward and spoke to Jilan with a smile.

But compared to Jilan, his physique was actually half a head shorter.

"I'm Haldane Nygati. We've met in the committee room."

The man held out his hand and smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Haldane."

Jilan also extended his hand and shook it politely.

During this process, he noticed that Holden touched the ruby ​​ring on his index finger intentionally or unintentionally, hinting at something.

Gillan nodded imperceptibly.

He understood that the other party was hinting at their identities. The four of them were all reserve members of the "Thorn Clan" sent by the secret cult "Midnight Rose".

"This is Celine, and here are Buweig and Halidan."

Holden introduced the three people around him to Gillan.

"Our numbers are 002 to 005."

"Thank you for coming all the way here. I'll need your help next."

Gillan laughed.

At this time, Buweig, who was standing beside Holden, chuckled and said:
"Mr. Gillan, let me make it clear in advance that we cannot fight to the death. We are only here to assist, not to risk our lives."

"So Mr. Bouvig, what can you do?"

Gillan asked with a smile.

"Scout for the enemy and guard the rear."

Buweige said lightly.

"My essence is 'reporter'. You won't let me charge into battle, will you?"

"Yeah, I see... not only is he a coward, he's also a loser."

Jilan nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

"Then what are you doing here? Go back to where you came from."

"you……"

Buweig narrowed his eyes.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Haha, that's what you said. We followed orders and came to support you. It was you who didn't accept your kindness."

Buweige smiled and turned away.

The pigtailed woman beside him, Halidan, also spoke at this time and said:
"My essence is 'merchant', and I'm afraid it's difficult for me to take on such a heavy responsibility. If Mr. Gillan doesn't need me, then I'll leave too."

"It's up to you." Gilan said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Halidan turned around without any hesitation and followed Buweig, intending to leave the shipyard.

But at this moment, Gillan said lightly:
"It seems that our organization still needs to raise the threshold. Why are we only recruiting useless people?"

Snap!

Buweig and Halidan both stopped at the same time.

They turned around slowly, all with expressionless faces.

Buweige said bluntly:

"If we are useless, then what are you?"

"Gilan Iros, you just joined the organization before us, which doesn't mean you are superior. We cannot disobey the orders of our superiors, but that doesn't mean we will accept your insults for nothing."

Halidan said coldly.

"Insult?" Gillan raised his eyebrows, very surprised. "I'm just stating the facts."

"Also, you two clearly don't want to be transferred. If that's the case, why don't you just stop staying in the organization?"

"Who are you to decide this?"

Buweige laughed in anger.

Beside Gillan, Miss Celine, with her short hair curled on the side, looked embarrassed and said:

"Mr. Gillan, how about..."

"Celine."

However, Holden quickly pulled her aside, shook his head with a very serious expression, and signaled her not to interfere.

Celine closed her mouth and took a step back.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre and all the soldiers present were silent and did not dare to interfere. Even Ms. Theresa and the other gravediggers looked like they were watching a show.

Gillan's expression was calm.

He suddenly heard a "ding" sound.

A golden exclamation mark lit up above his head.

Colorful words appeared before his eyes, triggering the essence's ability "Golden Sigh" once again.

"Mission Trigger: Deterrence."

"The reserve members sent by the ancient secret cult 'Midnight Rose' are not submissive to you, and are even more unwilling to follow your orders."

"Intimidate the 004th member of the Thorns, Buweig Murray, and the 005th member, Halidan Mora, and make them obey you."

"Time limit: 2 hours."

"Reward: A slight improvement in your spiritual knowledge, spirituality, or physical body (choose one of the three)."

"Mission not accepted."

Jilan said in his heart:
'accept.'

The colored text then changed to "Mission Accepted".

Jilan looked at the two young men and women and said calmly:

"Qualifications?" He spread his hands. "In the field of mysticism, strength is the qualification."

"I'll give you one chance. If two of you can make me move even a little bit, I won't pursue the matter... If you can't do it, apologize to me and obey my orders obediently."

Jilan's eyes were deep and his tone was cold.

Bouvig grinned.

"You really think of yourself as a person."

Swish! !

As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved.

At the same time, the mysterious power "Self Potential" common to all third-level spiritualists was unlocked.

Halidan beside him was also angered by Jilan's "arrogant" words and rushed out almost at the same time.

The two had blank expressions and cold eyes.

They both flashed in front of the blond young man, one of them punched and the other kicked him with a high kick, attacking the other's left face and right neck.

woo-

The strong wind blows in my face and the afterimage flashes.

Jilan didn't even blink, and just raised his hand and waved it.

The index finger and middle finger are put together, and the last one to strike is the first to arrive, hitting a point on the elbow and ankle of Buweig and Halidan.

puff!puff!
The Gemini Sword, Pisces Sword, Capricorn Sword and Aquarius Sword of the Twelve Secret Sword Techniques merged into Jilan's fingertips at this moment, disarming the two men in an instant.

Buweig and Halidan's faces changed.

They can't even feel their arms and calves!
Immediately afterwards, Jilan was seen stretching out both arms and grabbing the necks of the two men!
(End of this chapter)

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