The Journey of the Ability Raider

Chapter 234
"I didn't expect that Qiye guy didn't kill you, but tortured you into this ghostly appearance."

Looking at Seth in front of him, Lin Xiu sighed. This should be the first official meeting between him and Seth. At this time, he has become the task intermediary of the internationally famous killer without affiliation.

After discovering that he could not deal with Lin Xiu's forces in the Kangkang organization, Seth left the Kangkang decisively. Even if he was insane, Seth still did not take any reckless actions.

On the contrary, Seth became more cautious, and hibernated after tentatively attacking Lin Xiu several times.

And this dormancy lasted for five years, and the time came to 2004 when the hero of the Phantom Hell, My Wife Reiji, traveled to the United States.

Different from the original story, My Wife Ling Er did not meet Ellen who was the incarnation of Jiang Lian, but met the more ferocious Qiye.

Like a wild cat that has encountered a mouse, Nana, with a creepy laugh, deliberately avoided the weak point on Azuma Reiji's body.

"It's really unlucky to come home. It's not enough to meet the scene of the underworld killing a reporter when I was traveling. I was actually hunted down by a lunatic as a prey!"

My wife Linger's heart was almost broken. Qiye tried to kill him time and time again. After pushing him to death again and again, he stabbed him and then let him go. This cycle repeats, and I don't know how many times it has been repeated. .

Maybe it's because of his firm will to survive, and his blood is strong enough to endure blood flow.

In short, despite having been played by Qiye for more than half an hour, 5702 was still able to drag this dilapidated body and try to escape again and again.

"Here!" Just when 5702 thought he was going to be found by Qiye again, a voice like the sound of heaven sounded in his ears.

Appearing not far in front of him was a girl wearing a pure white mask, wearing a light yellow short sleeve, and the neckline was the cross-collared right lapel that is unique to Han costumes.

Although she couldn't see her face, she could tell from the skin on her exposed arms that this girl was still a student, although she didn't know if she was a high school student or a college student.

Do you want to change your trust in her?There is no other choice! Thinking of this, 5702 subconsciously chose to follow the girl and ran over.

After walking into an ordinary-looking hut, 5702 immediately slumped on the ground, leaning against the door panel and panting heavily.

The last scene he remembered was that the masked girl ripped something like a golden playing card in front of him, and then in a burst of white light, 5702 felt his body warm, as if he had returned to his mother's embrace.

When he woke up again, 5702 found himself in a ward, and all the wounds on his body disappeared. If it wasn't for the blood bag being transfused to him, and the groggy feeling in his head reminding him that he had lost too much blood, He thought that what he had encountered before was just a dream.

"Are you awake?" A crisp voice rang in his ears, and 5702 turned his head to look at the source of the voice. It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with shoulder-length black hair that was half-length and not short.

"Where is this place? Who saved me?" 5702 asked in a weak voice. This was the first time he discovered that his voice could be so hoarse.

"This is Los Angeles, I'm the one who saved you anyway."

The girl's eyes never left the game console screen in her hand, and after 570 woke up, she unceremoniously turned on the sound that had been turned off, and the entire ward was instantly filled with intense game sound effects.

5702 was not satisfied with the girl's answer. He frowned, but didn't say much. He tried his best to let himself ignore the girl's voice playing games, and let his body, which had nothing to do, rest as much as possible.

Based on the conversation just now, 5702 judged that the other party was probably Japanese like him. At least, the other party spoke extremely standard Japanese Mandarin, right?
It's just that 5702 never thought that the girl in front of him was not Japanese, but a game fan who learned Japanese from the Japanese at home for the convenience of playing games.

"Crack."

The sound of the door opening gently seemed insignificant in the noisy game, but the girl still raised her head. When she saw the person coming, the girl blushed. After consciously turning off the sound of the game console, she pointed to the half-asleep and half-awake girl. 5702 said, "He's already awake."

"Well, I know, so bring him some blood-enriching food."

Lin Xiu put the dinner plate in his hand on the bedside table, and said to the girl, "I'm coming to change shifts, you go and have a rest first, your sister made milk tea for you."

"Then do you want it? Let me bring you a bowl, okay?" The tone was completely like that of a Huaichun girl acting like a baby to her sweetheart.

"Just leave me a bowl to cool down. Huh? Is there anything else?"

"Yeah, dear!"

Lin Xiu watched the girl's nympho-like behavior with black lines, and kissed her forehead perfunctorily, but the girl was still very happy.

"Okay, my sister-in-law is gone, so don't pretend to be asleep. Also, these two people must be sick. One speaks Japanese and the other speaks Chinese or Korean. Is that what you thought just now?"

"You know what I'm thinking?" 5702 opened his eyes and said in his hoarse voice.

"It's normal, almost foreigners who see me speaking to their own people for the first time think so."

Lin Xiu said disapprovingly: "You're not the first to think so, but in fact no matter who talks to me, he thinks I'm talking to him in his mother tongue."

"Okay, now to talk about your problem, can you tell me everything you saw today?"

"Today? How long have I been asleep?"

"Look at this bag of blood. I lost more than half of the 500CC. I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly. You are in good health, you should exercise regularly."

"Don't you ask me why I was hunted down? Don't ask me what you want to know?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in men's privacy. You're not a pretty girl. I can't talk to you about measurements and condoms. I'm not gay."

"Okay, okay, I see, thank you for your help, and this should not be the Japanese consulate, don't worry, if you don't want to, I won't disclose your information to the consulate."

"Sorry, this is the Japanese consulate, and the consul of your Japanese consulate in Los Angeles is sitting at the door. Do you want to talk to him? Well, it's almost time for me to go and accompany my girlfriend and sister-in-law."

……

"How about it, is it a perfect material compared with your girl team?" Qiye asked Seth beside him.

At this moment, Seth was no longer dressed in rags. Although his eyes were still full of madness, he did not show any hatred for Qiye around him at all. Instead, he stared at the influence of Jiang Lian on the monitor.

"Yeah, I thought so when I first saw her five years ago."

"Huh? Her? I told you about the guy. Who the hell told you about that guy's woman?"

Qiye kicked Seth to the ground, he was speechless to the brainless man in front of him who only had a woman in his mind.

And after Qiye was finished, Carl followed suit. Unlike the long-term lack of nutrition in the original book, although Carl still looks like a loli, he is still a long way from Yujie.

"Carl, beat him up to wake him up, and then let him get ready, he's from the Pretty Girls, it's time to take him out for a walk."

(End of this chapter)