Fan held the fork tightly in his hand, and his body instinctively moved up and down with the sudden appearance of the person, always facing this person in the best fighting posture.
Slowly, Fan seemed to be completely integrated into the shadows.
His mood was as calm as a waveless lake.
Explosive power slowly gathered throughout his body.
He only needed an opportunity now, an opportunity for him to take action.
"Xiaoman, his fighting instinct seems to be even stronger than before."
The man who suddenly appeared sounded excited.
"I said don't call me Xiaoman, my name is Datura" "Xiaoman, your vision is really good this time.
This little guy is a treasure waiting to be discovered."
"I told you not to call me Xiaoman" Mandala shouted again.
"Keep your voice down, don't disturb other people."
"Humph", Mandala, who thought of something, finally just hummed softly and said nothing again.
"Ah, let me introduce myself.
My name is Yang Feng.
You can call me Yang."
Yang Feng stretched out his right hand that had been wrapped in a thick cloak.
Fan didn't respond to Yang Feng's outstretched right hand.
He still held the fork tightly.
This sudden guy instinctively made him feel dangerous.
The most important thing was that before this, he didn't realize that the house still existed.
Holding the third person.
"Xiaoman, it seems that your friend is quite vigilant."
Yang Feng said to Mandala with a smile.
Mandala glanced at him fiercely, continued to fight with the wine glass in his hand, and had no intention of paying any attention to him.
"Don't worry, I don't mean any harm.
If I want to hurt you, I think you will never be able to avoid it, right?"
Yang Feng spread his hands.
Fan still did not give up his fighting stance.
He would never trust anyone.
This was also one of his survival principles.
"Alas, young people today are really stubborn."
Yang Feng sighed helplessly.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his originally standing body slid towards Brahma in the shadow like a stream of wind.
The next moment, the two of them were completely entangled, and they were fighting so fast that the mandala who was watching the fight on the other side even had a visual double image.
In just a few seconds, the two exchanged at least a dozen moves, and in the end, Fan fell to the ground in a disastrous defeat.
Yang Feng tightly held the fork he snatched from Fan's hand, and looked at Fan who was lying on the ground gasping for breath with hesitant eyes.
"Why is it that overclocking isn't his ability to sense?"
Yang Feng turned to Mandala and asked.
"Maybe it's just technique."
Mandala frowned, his expression unusually serious.
Yang Feng looked at Fan who fell on the ground with some confusion.
His right hand involuntarily rubbed the fork back and forth in his hand.
This simple movement exposed his uneasy heart.
At this moment, Fan, who had fallen to the ground and was almost exhausted, suddenly jumped up, his hands tightly clasped on the trigger of the pistol that appeared in his hand at an unknown time.
"It seems you relaxed a little too early."
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Fan said coldly to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng subconsciously touched the holster at his waist, only to find that his holster was already empty.
It turned out that Fan's defeat just now was just to cover up his sneaky hand towards Yang Feng's gun handle.
"I have to admit, you surprised me."
Yang Feng sighed.
"You underestimate the enemy and are careless.
It seems that you are not an excellent reformer."
Fan responded calmly.
Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun right in front of him, Yang Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Little guy, although I admit that you are excellent, and you are excellent beyond my imagination, but this does not mean that you are qualified to judge me."
"Whether I am qualified or not, I will decide on my own."
"Xiao Man, please advise your friend.
It's not good for young people to fight and kill too much.
It hurts harmony."
Yang Feng turned to Mandala and smiled.
"If he can beat you to death, I will thank him very much."
"Oh, I have a headache."
Yang Feng shook his head and sighed.
The next moment he suddenly chose to take action.
In Fan's field of vision, several double images of Yang Feng's body appeared almost instantly.
He was completely unable to identify the position of Yang Feng's body.
It was this short moment of hesitation.
When he woke up, he found that he had already Nothing.
Yang Feng put the pistol back into the holster on his waist and spread his hands helplessly.
"Now do you think if I really wanted to hurt you, you would still be standing here safe and sound?"
"Ban, we are not enemies.
What you need now is to calm down."
Mandala advised.
"I've always been calm."
Fan replied calmly.
"Young man, let's sit down and talk first.
You might as well listen to me tell a story first.
After listening to this story, if you want to leave, I will never stop you."
Fan pondered for a moment, and reason told him that there was almost no other choice now, so he finally sat opposite Yang Feng and Mandala.
Even under such circumstances, he still kept an appropriate safe distance from them.
Yang Feng shook his head helplessly, and then cleared his throat.
"This story has to start a long time ago."
Yang Feng's voice was low, as if he had a lot of hidden thoughts.
"Once upon a time, there was a child who spent his short and wonderful childhood carefree with his friends.
Suddenly one day, he was told that he and his friends were selected, and he was lucky enough to be able to participate.
The qualification to survive the trial, and this qualification is only available to children with the best qualifications.”
"At that time, this child naively believed that being selected as a group of them was really an honor worthy of celebration.
But the reality is cruel, cruel to a degree that he could not imagine before."
Yang said here Feng subconsciously looked at Fan who had a calm face.
"You were also a reformed person who was selected to participate in the survival trial.
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I don't think I need to repeat what will happen in detail."
Yang Feng said to Fan.
Fan narrowed his eyes in disbelief and did not answer.
Yang Feng sighed softly and continued: "People eat people, and people kill people.
He was just a child, and he had never discovered that there was such horrific cruelty hidden in his body.
In order to survive, he almost killed everyone.
Other weaker companions then began to kill any strangers who looked weaker.
He was cruel, ruthless, and traitorous, but he survived and succeeded in the survival trial with the best results and the coldest heart.
Survived."
"Countless betrayals and killings have long since made him no longer trust other people.
Anyone who dares to stand in his way will be cruelly torn into pieces by him.
So the organization is very optimistic about him and relies on him, and even begins to treat some highly difficult people.
The task was assigned to him.
At that time, he was powerful, arrogant, cold and arrogant.
He refused to cooperate with any other transformers and always performed tasks alone. " "Finally, he paid the price for his arrogance."
Yang Feng's expression became a little complicated when he said this, and then he sighed leisurely.
"While performing a B mission alone, he misjudged the level of the Zerg in that area.
A level 7 lurker attacked him.
He had to escape with serious injuries, temporarily interrupting the mission, but the lurker was enough Zu followed him in the snow-capped mountains for three days and three nights.
They fought several times, and the young reformer relied on his strong will to survive, and finally trapped and killed the lurker at the cost of dying serious injuries, and then he fell into a coma.
When he woke up, he found out.
He was lying in a strange room."
Yang Feng's eyes began to become blurry when he said this, "If he could do it all over again, maybe he should choose to die in battle.
Only in that way, at least he would not have to endure so much pain."
He whispered softly.
"He was rescued by a human refugee.
The irony is that before that, he had never regarded this group of people as real people."
Yang Feng's tone was full of sarcasm and pain. .
"There he witnessed a brand new social form, a social form without fighting and killing.
Everyone has a responsibility, even a fragile newborn who has just gained the ability to take care of himself has the simple responsibilities assigned to him by this social form. , everyone is conscientious in fulfilling their responsibilities and jointly maintain the operation of this social form.
There are no so-called points, no strict hierarchy, and no so-called cannibalism.
Everyone will gain and Food to match their workload.”
"This young reformer instinctively questioned the rationality of this system, and what he couldn't understand the most was the absolute trust between people in this town.
He didn't want to stay there for a long time, but His body was severely damaged and due to lack of effective medical treatment, he had to stay there."
“During this period, he met a woman who rescued him from the snow and provided him with a place to live and simple meals.
This woman trusted him and never thought he would bring danger.
The young reformer didn't appreciate it at first, but eventually he slowly let down his guard."
"Everything that happened in those short three months had a profound impact on this young reformer that completely changed his destiny."
"He fell in love with that woman."
When Yang Feng said this, his expression was happy but also painful.
"He loves the gentleness of this woman, he loves the ordinaryness of this woman, and he even falls in love with some of the stupidity of this woman.
Because these things are all things that he does not have, but it seems that he should be able to have them."
"He didn't dare to tell anyone what was on his mind because he was afraid of it.
For a modified person, emotions have always been something that needs to be restrained, because it would affect his reaction in battle.
And for this pride For a young reformed person, feelings were something he had completely abandoned before.
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But fate always likes to play tricks on people."
Yang Feng took a deep breath.
"Later, a Zerg army attacked this small refugee settlement, but the young cyborg didn't know it.
He was transferred early because the people there believed that the young man had no obligation to help them resist the Zerg attack.
It is also not our responsibility to accompany them to suffer the consequences of failure.”
"How stupid" Yang Feng's tone was full of anger, "how kind."
Then his tone became sad again.
"The young reformer finally successfully returned to the organization and reported in detail his experiences during this period.
Of course, this did not include his love."
"He once again accepts a mission, a mission that he will regret for the rest of his life, and this time he is not the only one participating in the mission."
"Killing all the humans in that settlement is the common mission of the entire team, and the reason for all this is just because someone in this town has gunpowder weapons.
And he has his own special mission, to kill with his own hands The woman who saved him, the woman he loved."
When he said this, Yang Feng's tone was complicated by hatred and guilt.
"From the moment he received this special mission, he has understood that the organization has begun to distrust him, thinking that he has been influenced by low-class refugees, so this mission is actually a test for him, and one is to determine his future.
If he fails the test, he will forever be separated from the core sequence of the organization, no longer valued by the organization, and become an ordinary and ordinary reformer."
"The young reformer accepted his mission and vowed to complete it.
He would return to the embrace of the organization.
His pride did not allow him to spend his life in an ordinary way.
At that time, he firmly believed that he belonged to the organization.
The organization gave him life, so he must complete all tasks assigned by the organization.”
"On a rainy night, the young reformer attacked the town at night.
The cruelty and indifference in his bones once again took over his body.
He killed and was bloodthirsty.
He almost killed everyone in the entire town alone."
Yang Feng's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest pain, and his slightly trembling body revealed his severely fluctuating state of mind.
"In the end there was only one person left, the woman, the woman he loved, and he asked the others to leave the house, the house where he had lived for three months, leaving only him and the woman."
"There, he learned the facts about the Zerg attack from the woman's mouth, and also learned why the town didn't even have the minimum security guards that night, because most of the people died in the battle, and it was all because of him.
And die."
"The woman hid the news that the rescued young cyborg was surrounded by dead giant bugs.
She only told the town residents that he was attacked by bugs and fell into a coma."
"And that Zerg army followed the scent of the Cyborg to seek revenge.
The woman kept the secret for him and deceived him in advance.
Because this woman also fell in love with the Cyborg, but she only gave up this love.
The meaning is buried deep in her heart, because she knows that it is absolutely impossible for the two of them, and the huge gap in identity cuts off all possibilities between the two. " "A woman's stupid love eventually ruined the lives of everyone in the entire town."
Yang Feng's deep-seated pain radiated in every word, even making Fandu feel a certain shock.
"In the end, the woman committed suicide.
She committed suicide with extreme resentment caused by love and hatred.
She hated herself for saving the wrong person, and also hated herself for mistaking the wrong person.
But the young reformer firmly remembered what happened to the woman before she died.
From then on, a pair of sad and resentful eyes always appeared in his mind every rainy and cold night, always reminding him of the sins he had committed. " "The young reformer regained the trust of the organization, and the organization valued him more than before.
However, what happened on that rainy night has never been forgotten by this reformer, and it tortured his soul all the time."
"The young reformer began to become colder and more bloodthirsty, and his status became higher and higher.
Finally he became a major general, and finally qualified to participate in the inner circle of the organization.
He believed that This is what he deserves for everything he has endured, at least that’s what he thought at the time.”
"By chance, he overheard the real core secret of the organization."
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When Yang Feng said this, his tone paused slightly, "In the eyes of the organization, in the eyes of the organization's real control core, the transformed people are nothing more than tools, nothing more than pigs and sheep in captivity, nothing more than a group of pets with thoughts."
"The Council of Twelve, I don't know if you have ever heard this name, but this name represents the real core of control of the Angel of Death.
It is controlled by the twelve influential families in the old era.
Each family has Each generation chooses one person as a representative to form the twelve-person Council of Death Angels.
Of course, all of them are pure pure human beings.
They create the purpose of transforming people.
It's just to protect their own interests, so they will never regard the modified people as the same kind, and the modified people are just tools to them, and because the new generation of modified people are getting stronger, the older ones are still there.
Occupying a lot of resources, they even decided to launch a war that would never win to kill the redundant reformers to ensure a reasonable supply of resources. " "Battle of the Caspian Sea, I think you know the final result of this huge battle.
Nearly 70 reformers who participated in the battle died in that battle.
It was a battle that could never be won."
"The so-called Death Angel's Regulations on the Protection of the Rights and Interests of Transformed Persons is nothing but a beautiful illusion created by the Council of Twelve for all transformed persons."
"So the reformer who overheard the secret collapsed, completely collapsed.
The last bottom line he upheld became worthless in the face of the naked reality.
The sins he had committed were like slaps in the face. on the face."
"What does he live for?
Those things he abandoned, what do they matter?"
Yang Feng's tone began to become urgent, and the unspoken anger made Fan feel anxious.
"Angry, he was determined to take revenge, but of what use could his own strength be?
It would be difficult for a person with hidden worries to be discovered by the organization.
In order to prevent his plan from being discovered, he directed a scene to Faking death deceived the organization, escaped, and secretly began to cultivate his own power.
He hoped that one day he would have the strength to fight against the organization.
He firmly believes that reformed people should not live in such a vain way.
They should have the right to decide how to do it and why to do it.
They have the right to choose to refuse instead of being forced to accept it.
They should have a better future.
It is wrong for a free organization, and he has the responsibility to warn all reformers."
Yang Feng said with a heavy tone.
"Yes, this reformer's name is Feng, and he is also the Major General of the Angel of Death who died in an accident caused by Mandala many years ago.
And this person is me.
Since I left the Angel of Death, I have changed my name to Yang Feng, because The name of the owner of those eyes that appears in my mind every cold night is Yang: