Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 27

2022-03-09

Chapter 27 Mountaineering Sleeping

Although the stimulation of superpower exposure is far greater than the curiosity about unknown items.

But listening to his tone of 'powerful armor' and 'curse', these two things seem to bring power beyond the limits of human beings? Could it have something to do with your super powers?

With such a quest for psychology, Ai Liang decided to be patient and continue to talk.

"I don't know what I'm talking about? Is it useful to play dumb at this time?"

The guy who claims to be Mask No. 3 is expert inside and out. tone.

If this guy goes to a fantasy movie and dubs a non-human villain, it's going to be amazing.

"If you're going to use this kind of crazy talk or movie settings to persuade me to join your so-called organization, forget it. I'm not interested in mutual aid groups formed by paranoid patients."

Ai Liang inferred his character from the tone of his conversation, deliberately using a questioning tone.

"Hehe, don't use your ignorance to speculate on this world! Let me guess, is it the short blade or the flying knife you used?"

The other party was not stupid enough to be caught The two doubtful words swept his mind, and did not reveal more information about the powerful armor or curse, but made a nonsensical guess about the item held by Ai Liang.

"Forget it, none of these matters, I'll give you one last chance, if you'd like to join us."

"You shouldn't introduce yourself before asking. Organization?" Ai Liang asked rhetorically.

"You don't need to know, what should be told to you after you join will naturally be told to you."

It's really 'secret', if they organize the personnel department Can this kind of person really recruit employees?

"If I don't have a basic understanding of your organization, then I refuse."

"It's a pity."

The man took off and Turned off the headset moved towards The tech nerd sitting in front of the computer said: "Blow him up."

"Are you sure? Even if he lied, he can join the combat department with his throat-cutting skills. Come on, isn't it too wasteful to kill directly."

"I suspect that he has a spell, his skills are not worth mentioning compared to the spell." Mask No. 3 wrapped his arms around lightly saying.

"Tsk, you're Captain, what you say is what you say."

The technical nerd is a little dissatisfied with the masked man's jealousy, and he doesn't know how many people died in his so-called "doubt" under.

But he is the Captain in name after all, and he still has to listen to the orders he should listen to.

There was a sudden electric sound in the headset.

"Are you dead?"

"I don't know." The companion in front of the computer took a gulp of happy water, and then hiccupped.

"The explosives in the phone are enough to blow up an iron door. Unless the guy can throw the phone out the moment before the explosion, he will probably not survive."

Self-proclaimed mask The man No. 3 doesn't think so: "What if that guy goes dogshit and picks up a defensive spell or a powerful armor?" His unrealistic thought: "Come on, don't you know how rare the curses and colonized armors are? How can these controlled objects wander outside casually. I said No. 3, don't always It’s just a daydream like this, even if he really has it, we won’t necessarily use it, and we still have to turn it in in the end.”

“Don’t forget, someone snatched it from the organization ten years ago. He acquired a batch of armors, and the name Cutthroat Maniac happened to be spread at that time, and he probably acquired one of the lost armors by accident, otherwise there would be such a coincidence in the world!"

The mask man ignored the advice of his teammates, each minding their own business thinking: "Since I can use the mask of Mr. Thousand Faces, I can also use spells and powerful armors! You have seen that kind of power and you are willing to be the ordinary for the rest of your life. person!"

The tech house doesn't care: "It's possible that people have real ability, and their reputation is all based on their own martial arts. Who said that must borrow foreign objects? This kind of person is not plentiful and easily available."

In order to support his statement, the technical nerd gave an example.

"Besides, most of those things turn people into short-lived ghosts, and I'm not alive enough. I'd rather be human yet not human, ghost yet not a ghost. Be a technician."

Mask No. 3's thoughts on the tech house snort disdainfully: "So what, in front of those weird monsters, what's the use of the power of an ordinary person? It's not just death. , short-lived ghosts are also better than dead ones."

The tech nerd didn't bother to argue with this guy with the cultivation deviation, and turned his eyes back to the computer screen.

Seeing that the technical house doesn't speak, the masked man is also a little more sober: "The explosion is not small, I will call to warn the intelligence dealer, there are really good things, so that he will not catch the early bird catches the worm."

Having said that, in fact, Mask No. 3 also understands in his heart that the Hermit is very likely to gain fame by means of skills, but his luck does not allow it.

What if, what if that hermit really has a curse?

The thirst for extraordinary power makes the masked man reluctant to admit that the hermit earned his reputation by his own strength, he just wants to treat the hermit as a lucky person who accidentally obtained a curse and find an excuse to kill Touch the corpse.

"Tsk, got it."

The tech house didn't look back, looking at the computer screen to encrypt the call.

Seeing that the tech nerd ignores himself, the masked man doesn't want to make fun of himself, staring at the bar's monitor and dialing Moose's number.

At this time, the masked man suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "The hermit is fine."

The phone hadn't been dialed yet, but the masked man saw Ai Liang through the bar's monitor. The silhouette, however next moment, monitoring is broken.

"He has nothing to do with that kind of explosion! This guy must have a special item! Hurry up and contact others"

Seeing that the masked man actually wants to contact the battle sent by Mr. Thousand Faces The sensitive nerves of the staff, the technical house were touched, and the anger that had been held for a long time broke out: "Did you not wake up! We can instruct those people to move? Don't forget the purpose of Mr. Thousand Faces this time, bad We have to finish his business!"

The masked man wants to say something, but when it comes to personal safety, as the saying goes, the clay figurine is still hot, and the technical house will not follow him anymore. temper.

He couldn't help but yelled: "Every day you know curses and curses. If you really had that aptitude, you would have already entered the high-level office and would have been transferred to the field? Leave it there all day to daydream! I and you It's equal! I usually don't bother to argue with you, this mission involves the laboratory of the Asian Union, if you screw up, I will be the first to crash you!" But the masked man was left alone in the room.

The scolding from the tech nerd made a shadow flash in the masked man's eyes.

On the eve of the explosion, Ai Liang threw the phone out after the call ended.

Since the person on the opposite side can lock the operation interface, they will definitely observe the situation here through the mobile phone camera, so Ai Liang did not use telekinesis but chose the safest way.

"Hey, are you alright?"

The sudden loud noise made him a little scared. Could it be that there is a time bomb in that box? Moose moved towards the bar with some trepidation in his heart and shouted.

"It's fine."

Ai Liang walked out from behind the bar unscathed and grabbed a puck and smashed the monitor.

".I just give you the things according to the customer's request. I really don't know what's in it."

Moose is like a schoolboy who made a mistake and was caught by the teacher He stood beside Ai Liang uneasy, as honest as he wanted.

"I know, where is the camping gear I want."

".Are you angry?"

"I don't have it."

"You are angry"

"I am not."

"You are clearly angry!" Moose shouted with a vibrato to distance himself from Ai Liang .

“.If you don’t bring what I want, I’ll cut your throat.”

Mose listened to Ai Liang’s naked threat but relaxed and put his feet to the side. His big backpack slammed onto the bar and said, "I'm ready!"

Ai Liang stared at Moose with a strange gaze.

What is his image in his eyes? Or is it that people in the business of intelligence commerce are so cheap that they won't be motivated if they don't say something cruel?

Leaving the miserable wretch thing behind, Ai Liang did a rough inspection, and after confirming that he was fully equipped, he raised his hand and put a large mountaineering bag of more than 20 kg on his shoulders.

After tying the straps, Ai Liang said: "The people who are looking for me have a lot of background. If you don't want to be implicated, you'd better go out and avoid the limelight."

"I That's what he planned, that person's spending is terrifying, and dealing with this kind of person is either death or injury, I still understand that." Moose arranged the recent process with his mobile phone and then handed over a business card: "Here. , this is the contact information of that Xia Qinian, it's up to you to contact him or not."

Ai Liang took the business card and put it in his pocket.

The black market is not as simple as asking an acquaintance for a mobile phone number. If you want to know someone, you can only ask someone to introduce you and send your contact information and wait for the other party to call you.

Just like in ancient times, if you wanted to get acquainted with a certain Imperial court official, you had to find someone to introduce you. As for whether others see you or not, it depends on your mood.

If you think about it this way, it seems that modern society is not much different from ancient times.

Ai Liang took the motorcycle key and left through the secret door of the bar, which leads directly to the nearby underground parking lot.

Only Moss and Ai Liang knew about this secret door. Most of the dust-accumulating vehicles in the parking lot were prepared by Moss to make it easier to escape after being hunted down.

Ai Liang simply wiped the dust off the motorcycle, tied the mountaineering bag to the back seat, moved towards the outside of the city.

Two hours later, it was late at night, and after leaving the bright city, Ai Liang came to a deserted ridge, wandering like a ghost in the mountains and forests.

Motorcycles and mountaineering bags are floating behind Ai Liang. There is no surveillance and no one here. He doesn't need to be secretive about his abilities.

The reason why Ai Liang chose to wear this black leather hooded trench coat to meet Moose was not to fit the image of a hermit, but to prepare for tonight's mountain camping.

The barren hills are overgrown with weeds and bushes, and there is no way. Shirts and trousers are easily torn. Wearing a windbreaker is more convenient than wrapping the body with psychic power all the time.

I have to say that the windbreaker is really very convenient. It can be used as a raincoat in rainy days. Many weapons and knives can be hung on the inside of the clothes. Pour the disinfectant solution into the water basin and soak it for a while, any stains will not be left.

It's no wonder that the killers in the movie like to commit crimes in windbreakers and raincoats.

The dark environment did not affect Ai Liang's sight at all. He climbed all the way to the top of the mountain with his luggage and equipment, and finally chose a relatively flat small open space halfway up the mountain.

Ai Liang used telekinesis to dig a large circular pit with a radius of two meters and set up a tent at the bottom of the pit.

After the erection was completed, Ai Liang also moved the motorcycle down and placed a 'roof' made of crossed branches and leaves at the entrance of the cave, and then carefully pressed the half of the entrance with boulders, and the excavated soil and rocks were piled up around.

Ai Liang has no artistic bacteria. The mound looks like a solitary grave from a distance, but he doesn't care about such trivial matters. It is also dozens of kilometers away from the nearest town. No one saw it anyway.

Even a camper would not choose this kind of barren mountain with no roads.

As for why the tent is put up underground, the reason is actually very simple.

The mountain is desolate, and a bunch of wild animals are indispensable. Ai Liang didn't want to wake up after a few days of sleep to find that his clothes torn to pieces were covered with stinky saliva, or animals such as bears, blinds, wolves and other animals were lying on the ground. Sleep in a tent.

Ai Liang got into the tent and zipped it up to seal the tent. His body didn't need to breathe anyway, which also prevented some insects from getting in.

After making all the preparations, Ai Liang slowly closed his eyes and began a long spiritual treatment.

(end of this chapter)