Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 125 Conspiracy. Killing and Silencing
Pierson followed the edge of the wall to find the wreath on the north gate.

As a result, it snowed, and the sky looked even darker, as if covered with gray mist. Pearson reached out to touch these white elves.

The temperature of the palm melted the white elf, and the cold touch reminded him that all this was not an illusion. Looking at the posture, it should be a heavy snowfall.

He felt a little cold, and the temperature was constantly dropping. If it was as he expected, after a while, the temperature would drop sharply, which would cause frostbite or even freeze to death.

Immediately he quickened his pace to find the wreath.

He held a small white flower in his hand. It was small and inconspicuous, but it was protected by a person with his life, and he refused to let go of this flower until death.

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Marta has been in a stalemate with the supervisor for a long time.

The supervisor didn't seem to like walking around the board, he stepped on it clumsily, and he heard the sound of the board being crushed, as if his blood was being ignited.

It's like crushing the bones of the prey.

When the last board was left, beads of sweat dripped from Marta's forehead. Although she didn't suffer any fatal injuries, she was more or less injured by the supervisor's sickle, and the sleeves of her clothes were scratched a few times.

The regulator's strength was too great, if she hadn't reacted quickly and withdrew her hand in time, otherwise her entire hand would have been chopped off.

She should change places, otherwise, she will surely die.

Naibu also noticed that something was wrong, and immediately became vigilant, his scarlet eyes were full of killing intent, if she was hurt in any way, he didn't know what outrageous things he would do.

Marta just wanted to see if there was anything to go around, but found that the ruin wall seemed a little far away from her, and the red light hit her in the face again.

Red light reflected in the golden pupils.

"Little mouse, you can't run away."

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Emma led Emily and Helena into a place that was a little smaller than the military factory, and she beckoned them to go in. Although she was uneasy, Emily led Helena into it.

Emma pointed to a staircase extending down inside.

"Down there, there might be a generator."

Emily was a little hesitant, wondering if she should trust Emma, ​​and Helena didn't know what was going on, so she remained silent.

Emma shrugged and said in an extremely intimate tone: "Don't be afraid, my angel, I won't harm you~"

Emily was taken aback for a moment, and it was my angel again, her brain was about to explode, why did this sentence appear again.

Emma didn't intend to explain anything to Emily, and went straight down the stairs. With Emma leading the charge, Emily felt a little more at ease, so she took Helena down together.

The lights are a bit dim, so you have to look carefully at the stairs. You don't know how long the stairs are. If you fall, you may even die here.

Fortunately, the distance was not long, and we reached the bottom very quickly, and the lights suddenly brightened up. It feels so good to have light, if we ignore that there are gallows all around.

"Here, the generator."

Emma pointed to the old generator in the center. It seemed that no one had repaired it for a long time. No wonder, after all, most of the participants in the game of Not Guilin were wiped out.

Emily nodded, the oppressive atmosphere in the basement made her a little overwhelmed, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Of course Emily could bear it as a doctor, but Helena couldn't do it.

Helena coughed faintly.

"You guys fix it first. I'll look out for you on the top. I'll call you when it comes. There are two cabinets there. You can hide in them before it's too late. Do you understand?"

After Emma arranged all the tasks, it was the first time that such a serious expression appeared on her face, and there was a flash of light in her green eyes, who knew whether it was the reflection of the light or something.

Sophisticated, people think that she is a strategic person, but her usual appearance does not seem to be a scheming person.

No matter, the most important thing is to repair the generator first. Marta and Nebu are still delaying the regulators, so they can't let them down.

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"Miss Emma, ​​meeting for the first time."

Emma's blue eyes were as clear as springs, and she blinked innocently, like a harmless little rabbit, asking with a sweet smile.

"Sister~ who are you?"

Dai'er smiled gently, her crimson eyes were full of disdain, and she responded with a half-hearted smile.

"Nothing to pretend, Miss Lisa Baker, or Mr. Woods, or Miss Emma?"

A red light flashed in Emma's green eyes, she raised her eyebrows, a strong killing intent was about to overflow, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ah, I don't understand what my sister is saying~"

In the next second, Emma directly grabbed Dai'er's collar with her right hand and pressed Dai'er against the wall. Emma's strength was terrifying, and Emma's left hand took out a sharp knife out of nowhere.

Putting the knife against Dai'er's neck, the cold metal touch did not frighten Dai'er, she looked calm.

"Shh, sister, they can't hear it, can they?"

She still asked Dai'er in an innocent tone.

"Yeah, I'm under the enchantment."

Dai'er confessed that there was nothing to hide anyway.

"Then can I kill people and silence them?"

　I am so diligent.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)