The night was as deep as a black curtain, with a few sparks vaguely illuminating the outline of the Angel of Death.
The civil war had brought huge trauma to it, and even the basic daily electricity supply was difficult to sustain.
On the Tower of Broken Wings, the tallest building in the inner city of Death Angel, Fan stood alone with his hands behind his back, letting the howling north wind pass by.
The wind messed up his hair and messed up his heart. .
Before he returned to the Angel of Death, among all the images of his return that he could imagine, there was only no loneliness and sighing now.
The powerful and glorious Angel of Death in my memory is now as empty as a defeated lion.
Looking at the darkness reflected by the sparks, Fan carefully rubbed a shrine in his hand, rubbing the different shades of strokes engraved on the shrine.
Gray Wing, this is his last name, and the ashes in this niche belong to his grandfather.
The process of taking away the shrine was uneventful, far less dangerous than anyone imagined.
The guards responsible for guarding it were really weak and pitiful for the current Brahma.
Although most of the death angels in the past had indifferent expressions, the pride and unyieldingness in their bones were clearly discernible.
However, today's death angels are like mortals who have lost their souls.
They have an indifferent appearance, but their eyes always reveal their concern for everything. of doubt and caution.
The civil war made Yang Feng successful, but it destroyed the Angel of Death.
Seeing this ending, Fan could only lament helplessly in his heart.
Facts have proved that his infiltration is completely meaningless.
He can bulldoze such an angel of death head-on in half a month without any tactical suppression.
And will defeating such an angel of death bring him any comfort?
The answer is none.
"Your expression proves that you are disappointed."
As the north wind swept across, a red mandala flashed beside Fan.
"Aren't you disappointed?"
Fan Jingping sighed.
Mandala smiled lazily and sat down casually, "Of course not, this is what I expected.
The Death Angel led by Yang Feng, I knew it would end like this.
I understand him better than you."
"But this is the Angel of Death after all, the place where we were born."
"Of course," Mandala smiled.
But this time it was a sarcastic smile, "It's also what ruined me."
After hearing this, Rao Shifan could only remain silent.
"By the way, I found out the person you asked me to find out for you."
Mandala finally stopped smiling.
And with a hint of heaviness, "Mark is dead.
After you escaped, he was executed for betraying the organization."
After saying this, she paused and observed that Fan's face was heavy and gloomy.
There was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
Then she added, "But Qiangwei is alive.
I heard that Mu begged for her.
And you wouldn't have thought that your little follower back then has now become a powerful general and the biggest celebrity in front of Yang Feng." ” "Mu" Fan repeated the name gently, but found that he really lacked the emotions and memories he should have for this person.
He was more concerned about another person.
"Is Qiangwei okay now?"
"Not bad, a seventh-level general.
He is thriving under Mu's protection."
Mandala emphasized the word "protect" while deliberately observing Fan's expression.
But it's a pity that this time Fan started to be expressionless again.
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"That's good."
He just said this, as if he had lost all conversation for a while.
Mark's death still had an impact on him.
Although the two of them didn't have much interaction, he still gained the respect and gratitude of Fan for standing up at the critical moment.
He didn't expect that he would be separated from each other back then.
People are separated forever.
Mandala was sensible enough not to disturb Brahma, but just accompanied him in silence to feel the unique coldness of the Siberian north wind.
And not long after, another blurry figure flashed in the dark night.
"Boss.
I'm back."
Art panted slightly, as if he had run around the Angel of Death.
Fan slightly nodded, but Mandala was a little dissatisfied, "It's so loud that I don't worry about disturbing the guards, and I'm just looking for someone.
Why have you been there for so long."
At first glanced at Mandala sideways, but when he was about to retort, he thought of the relationship between her and Fan now, and forced himself to swallow the words that came to his lips.
"Boss, I found Dr.
Raff.
He is still alive.
But" Art hesitated.
"Say."
Fan frowned.
"Well, you'd better go and see for yourself."
Art sighed.
Raf, a very ordinary name, but it was widely known a few years ago.
As the founder of the Death Angel type 7 modified human, he had a very glorious past, but sadly, his glory and end were both Because of the same person.
Van, the prototype of all Type 7 modified humans, is a natural life that was not born through genetic cultivation.
He kept this secret alone for more than twenty years, and even deceived the higher-ups of the Angel of Death.
His ambition was to create humans like Van who had almost the most perfect genes through genetic replication, and Art was his closest to perfect experimental subject.
But a war destroyed everything for him.
His feelings for Brahman made him go against the wishes of his superiors.
He let Brahma go privately.
From then until now, it has been the darkest period in his life.
The higher-ups were unwilling to kill him because of the strength that Van had shown in the battle and the fact that all the surviving Type 7 cyborgs for a long time were almost better than other types of cyborgs, proving that Rafe's theory was right time and time again. .
But as punishment for betraying the organization, he still had his hamstring broken.
After losing his freedom, Raff quickly became demoralized, and Van's departure also made his theory stay theory forever.
Therefore, he degenerated and was no longer willing to contact any experiments related to genes, even if he was threatened with his life. .
The senior management gradually gave up on him, and then threw him out of the laboratory, leaving him to fend for himself, hoping to force him to serve the organization again.
However, Rafe survived and was not even killed in the civil war. die.
But his fate also hit rock bottom.
Without his source of livelihood, he could only drag his disabled leg to live in a garbage dump and make a living by picking up garbage.
The snow in Siberia was extremely cold tonight.
Raph wrapped himself tightly in the clothes that were full of holes.
The original material of the dirty and black clothes could no longer be seen at all.
The black oily and dirty clothes had a strange smell that could be smelled from two meters away.
Raph tried hard to wrap them up tightly.
He closed his unconscious legs, his eyes were dull and empty.
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His skin was completely covered in black and yellow oil, and his hair and beard were unwashed for an unknown period of time.
Tangled together in the most messy way, it's impossible to see his true appearance at all.
At this moment, there was a half-grown wild dog lying in his arms.
This poor little guy was also missing a part and retreated.
It was so dirty and black that the original color of its coat could not be seen.
It was sleeping peacefully in Rafe's dirty arms.
To it, this was its home, even if everywhere was filled with the stench of decay.
The little guy who was sleeping soundly was nuzzling Rafe affectionately.
In his sleep, he might have been sleeping sweetly, but the next moment he suddenly woke up.
The small round eyes and erect ears scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly.
It chirps uneasily to alert its owner of possible approaching danger.
However, Dr.
Love, with empty eyes, is like a statue, losing all contact with the outside world.
The footsteps were approaching.
They were a group of patrolling guards.
From their stern eyes, the little guy sensed the approaching threat.
It hurriedly squeezed into Raf's arms, only half of its head exposed, and looked timidly at the approaching men.
Guard, its body was trembling constantly, and its tragic childhood experience made it fearful of everything in the outside world.
"It is forbidden to keep any animals in the main city.
Don't you know this rule?"
The guard's scolding still did not wake up the empty-eyed Raf.
In fact, he was used to being made trouble.
How could the higher-ups watch him live peacefully?
Even if his current situation couldn't get any worse.
"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
The guard captain frowned, but out of resistance to the smell, he was still unwilling to get within three meters of Rafe.
"My lord, there was no such rule before."
Rafe finally spoke out.
His voice was extremely hoarse, like the friction between dust in a dry desert.
"Indeed, it didn't happen before, but due to the recent emergency.
Lord Yang Feng recently ordered that no living creatures other than humans are allowed to exist in the main city."
Raf was silent for a moment, "It's just a waste with a broken leg like me.
It won't have any impact on the adults.
Sir, please show your respect.
Just let it go."
He begged, Xu was channeling the master, and in his arms The little guy was shaking even more.
"No," the guard said firmly without mercy, "Master Yang Feng's order must be implemented."
"Sir, please, please let it go.
It is really just a poor little guy.
It has only lived in the garbage dump and will not affect the adults at all."
It is easiest for beings who depend on each other for life.
They were moved by each other.
When Raf found this dying little guy in the garbage, its fate aroused Raf's resonance.
From then on, they relied on each other and faced the sinking of fate together, no longer distinguishing each other.
"How dare you disobey Lord Yang Feng's order.
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Come and drag that filthy beast out for me."
"My lord, my lord, please, please."
Seeing that the guards were really going to grab it, Rafe almost crawled to the ground, begging for forgiveness while trying his best to protect the little guy who was shivering in fear in his arms.
"Get away, damn old guy."
However, there was no way he could fight against the guards.
Even if he tried his best, he would only end up being kicked over.
The little guy was roughly pulled out of his arms by squeezing his head.
The huge force from the guards made the little guy wail and hiss in pain.
His three remaining calves were kicking helplessly.
Full of the deepest fears of this world.
"Are you really going to kill them all?"
The little guy's painful whine hit Rafe's defense again and again, and his tone was full of helplessness and indignation at being forced into a desperate situation.
"Hmph, damn old guy, letting you live is already an act of mercy outside the law.
Don't take the punishment and kill this beast."
The captain waved his hand.
The guards immediately increased their strength, and the poor little guy suddenly let out a more miserable scream.
Perhaps he was not satisfied with simple killing.
The guards seemed to be enjoying the perverted pleasure brought by this kind of killing.
"You beasts, you're going to die!"
Rafe yelled crazily, but with his disabled legs, even if he tried his best, he could only watch the guards who tortured and killed the little guy move further and further away.
"Huh, don't worry, old guy, do you think the tolerance of adults is unlimited?
It will be your turn soon."
The captain sneered, in the depth of the night, with the little guy's painful whine, letting Raf go crazy I chased him with my hands and drifted away.
But the next moment, when the captain turned his head, he found that there was a figure standing in front of him.
This figure was so close to him that he almost bumped into it if he didn't check for a moment.
"You bastard, don't you have eyes?
There's a curfew tonight, and you dare to stop the city guard from patrolling?"
The figure that suddenly appeared, "City Guard", first recited this name he had never heard before in confusion, and then continued calmly, "I don't care who you are, put that dog down for me."
"What?"
The captain thought he had heard wrongly at first, but it took him half a minute to realize that he had not heard wrongly.
"Are you talking about this little beast?"
The captain provocatively pinched the puppy from the hands of the team members and strangled it by the throat in front of the black shadow.
"If I kill him now, what can you do to me?"
Everyone could feel that the air suddenly became colder at this moment, and then a beam of light passed through the air.
It was black light, blending into the dark night.
The black shadow took a severed hand away from the puppy's neck in disgust, and then carefully held the trembling puppy in his arms.
"You just keep trying.
This time it's your hand, but next time it might be the same."
The captain suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the pain of his broken hand made his expression as ferocious as a demon, "How dare you hurt me?
How dare you hurt me?
We are Lord Yang Feng's personal guard.
How dare you hurt me?
What are you doing?"
You are seeking death.
No one can save you.
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Come on, kill him immediately."
He rolled on the ground.
"It turns out that Yang Feng is like this.
Only a person like him would choose a group of trash like you as his bodyguards."
He snorted disdainfully, and the shadow showed no fear at all.
"Looking for death!"
the captain roared angrily, and his guards rushed forward at the same time.
"Art, kill them."
He gave the order coldly, and the dark shadow that was in front of everyone one moment, flashed behind everyone the next.
Then another black shadow emerged, followed by the guards screaming and wailing.
The black shadow slowly approached Raph, ignoring the stench emanating from his body, and placed the trembling little guy safely back in his arms.
Rafe looked at the person in front of him intently.
At such a close distance, he finally saw the person's face clearly, but this glance made him stand on the spot and he could no longer look away.
"Doctor, do you remember me?
I'm back
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