I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

"Excuse?"

Naturally, the blond beauty couldn't be fooled so easily, so she spoke again as her eyes flashed.

"Are you sure? Given that it is known that my companions have already laid an ambush in this area?"

"It doesn't matter, just kill them all."

Serabel said, poking the muzzle of the gun that was against Belmode's abdomen forward again. ?

Chapter 101 The witch is petty

To say they would kill them all was of course just to scare them.

From the conversation that just came out of the walkie-talkie, it can be understood that the other party's accomplices have already formed a siege network in this area with Belmod as the center.

There are four groups ABCD in total, controlling all four directions: southeast, northwest, and each action group has about four or five people.

You don't need to think about it to know that even if Serabel shoots Belmode to death silently here, when they try to break through the encirclement, they will still alert the other members of the organization who are waiting outside.

As long as one group gets the news, the remaining groups will immediately follow the news.

In the worst case, they might even be blocked by two groups at the same time, while the other two groups are also rushing towards their location.

It wouldn't be a problem if Serabel was alone, but if Yukiko was also brought along, this would be an absolutely disadvantageous situation.

"Kill them all...? That's really amazing self-confidence."

Belmod didn't point it out, just continued to maintain the posture of throwing one hand, closed his eyes and smiled.

She never showed any panic from beginning to end, as if she had everything under control.

"But unfortunately, I still can't answer your question. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't answer it. Do you understand?"

In other words, I don’t know…

Serabel immediately understood what she meant.

However, even the core members of the R&D department of the black organization like Miyano Shiho cannot easily come up with the antidote formula, let alone someone like Belmod who seems to be partial to the execution department.

It's normal not to know.

"But it seems to me, Sharon, you should have taken similar drugs before, right?"

Yukiko stepped forward and intervened in the conversation between the two. She looked directly at the blonde beauty's face, which was much younger than she remembered, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"After all, even when we first met Sharon, you didn't look as young as you do now. Judging from the movies you've made in the past, this should be you 20 years ago... No, it should be earlier. What does it look like?”

"so what?"

Belmode did not refute, but just asked this question.

Yukiko then asked: "So, Sharon, did you take that medicine voluntarily?"

"..."

A brief silence.

Although it was only for a moment, Serabel still keenly captured the flash of resentment in the blonde beauty's eyes.

But this resentment was quickly replaced by the usual charming smile.

"Ara, do we still need to think about this kind of question? Who can say that they are not attracted by the power of staying young and immortal forever?"

Indeed, the pursuit of immortality has been the ultimate goal of mankind since ancient times. Searching history can be traced back to the era of feudal monarchy thousands of years ago. How many emperors went crazy and stupid for this, and some even tried to make elixirs themselves to death. .

In short, in the end it is nothing more than drawing water from a bamboo basket.

But who knew that the black organization and the liquor sellers actually made the elixir of immortality. Although I don't know if it can really last forever, at least it has the superficial effect.

The Belmod in front of him is a living example.

In terms of universal rationality, almost no one can refuse such an awesome miracle drug.

However, this information does not mean much to Serabel and Yukiko in their current situation.

According to Serabel's original plan, he planned to first confirm whether Chris Wynyard was really related to the black organization. If it was confirmed to be true and conditions allowed, he would not mind using some means to kidnap and interrogate her.

But now not only was he being followed, but he was also surrounded by the other party. So the primary goal to consider at this moment was how to escape.

Looking at Yukiko next to her, Serabel turned her head and continued to talk to the blonde beauty.

"Now I have another favor that I need you to do."

"Details?"

Belmod put on a posture of being accommodating.

Serabel took a half step back to give her room to get the walkie-talkie.

"Make an excuse and call your accomplices over."

"all?"

"No, just a group."

"Didn't you just say that you would kill them all?" Belmod chuckled.

Serabel rubbed her forehead with the muzzle of her gun: "Okay, I admit that I spoke a little louder just now, but it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with four groups at once..."

"Did your trump card come out?"

"Just say whether you can help me or not."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then I'll shoot you right now."

"Hum~"

Belmode shook his head in a funny and helpless manner, casually remarked that he needed to practice negotiation skills, and then took out the walkie-talkie from his waist.

Before pressing the call button, she glanced up at the boy.

"Is there anything you want to order?"

"It doesn't matter, I have no taboos."

As if the signal had been met, Serabel responded.

Belmod curled his lips and pressed the call button.

"It's me, can Group A receive it?"

"Report, received by Team A."

The leader's voice came quickly on the other end of the intercom.

Belmode said: "Look at my coordinates. There are two non-target people following me downstairs. I need you to come quickly to support me, but try not to shoot as much as possible. Don't alert the FBI. Other teams will continue to maintain their position." alert."

"understand!"

"and also--"

Belmode paused deliberately and added with a slight smile.

"If you can solve it smoothly, I can pretend that I didn't hear anything about the things that were secretly discussed about me behind my back."

"Uh……"

There was silence on the other end of the radio.

What followed was a louder and more determined response from the leader.

"Yes!!!"

"very good."

After hanging up the communication, Belmod looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.

"Is there anything else I need to do?"

"It's nothing, just find a place to stay."

Serabel politely took the walkie-talkie away from her.

Belmode was also very cooperative. When the only tool that could be used to communicate within the team was confiscated, he did not resist at all. He just turned his face to his fellow junior sister.

"Then Yukiko, do you want to come with me? If there's a fight later, wouldn't it be bad if the sword has no eyes and is accidentally injured?"

"You won't be accidentally injured, but you will be hijacked, right?" Serabel complained.

Now the two sides are each other's hostages. From the conversation just now, he can also see that Belmod's attitude towards them is similar to Master Ye's attitude towards Master Yeah in "Ip Man 6".

Our hostility is purely a matter of stance. There is no deep hatred. It can even be said that there is still a bit of friendship in the past, so it is not necessary to put each other to death.

But if we rely on this to make a complete showdown, the other party will probably strike with a merciless sword.

After all, if you don't do this, it will be too obvious to let go, and the organization will not be able to explain it. It is easy to avoid being discovered, but once it is discovered, it will be difficult to protect itself.

"How is that possible?" Belmode even had the time to light up a lady's cigarette, "Yukiko and I are junior sisters from the same school, and we are brothers and sisters..."

"I just need to pay more, right?"

Serabel put the pistol on her waist, rolled up her sleeves and moved her body.

"Don't worry, I brought her here, and I will be responsible for protecting her."?

Chapter 102 A Fxxking Pencil!

Under the cover of the heavy twilight, a heavily armed tactical team quietly gathered under the abandoned factory building.

They acted quickly as soon as they received the contact from Belmod, and successfully reached the 300-meter distance in less than two and a half minutes.

It is naturally a joke to say that it is for one's friends...well, it should be said that it is not entirely a joke.

It is certainly important to protect their friends, but each of them knows very well that if something unexpected happens to Belmode during this operation... especially if he is followed and something happens within the area they are supposed to be monitoring. , what awaits each of them afterwards is definitely a punishment a thousand times more terrifying than being tied naked to the Empire State Building and blowing up their friends.

Looking up at the towering factory building standing like a giant in the twilight under the night sky, the team leader quickly gestured to the other team members behind him.

'The building has a total of five floors. One person is responsible for one floor. Two people are responsible for the third floor. I am responsible for the second floor alone. Those who go to the fourth floor will immediately go to the fifth floor after confirming that there is no one else on the floor. If they encounter an enemy, they will immediately go to the fifth floor. Report location loudly. '

A very clear combat arrangement.

Belmode contacted them more than two minutes ago and said that someone was following her downstairs. If that was the case, it would take a minute for the other party to search the entire floor.

It has been more than 2 minutes and less than 3 minutes, so the enemy is most likely to be on the second or third floor.

Considering there are two enemies, one versus two will definitely suffer. However, because the leader is the strongest among them, one person can be responsible for the second level. As for the third level, it is also reasonable to arrange two people.

No one in the group had any objection to this arrangement, and everyone quickly indicated the floor they were responsible for with gestures.

Leon Redfield...the newcomer to the winery who had deceived the whole group by chatting on the open bar before, and who also had the first and last names of the two male protagonists in the Resident Evil series, chose the fourth floor.

(The meaning of this name can be understood by just thinking about the nicknames of those two, vehicle killer = overturning, and killing teammates)

His idea is very simple.

Anyway, the second floor has been contracted by the boss, and the third floor requires two people to work together. Even if the stalker is successfully blocked, the credit will be divided equally.

In this case, I might as well go directly to the fourth floor. After confirming that there is no one there, go straight to the fifth floor to find Sister Belmode. Being the first one to come to escort me may gain some favor. The matter may have been written off.

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Floor allocation is over and the action officially begins.

When Leon Redfield came up, he ran straight up the stairs on the outside of the factory building that Bellmode had walked before, making the leader behind him shake his head.

It can only be said that he is a talented newcomer, but his character is too unreliable.

But when I think that the other party is responsible for the safer fourth floor, it seems that the problem is not that big.

In less than 30 seconds, Leon Redfield had arrived outside the fourth floor of the factory.

Looking at the dark and gloomy hole on the outer wall that led directly into the building, he briefly recalled the previous request of the team leader, then inserted the pistol back into the holster on the belt on his waist, pulled out the tactical flashlight and held the dagger crosswise with his backhand. In front of you, move forward bit by bit.

As soon as he stepped into the building, Leon Redfield immediately stopped and looked around alertly, but did not see a single figure.

Good, safe for now.

Slightly relieved, Leon Redfield stepped forward gently and walked inside.