The Death Knell

Now that the current situation has been discussed, it is time to set off after this meal.

Although it's not the same world, Su Ming still likes this antique courtyard house and the noise coming from the alley outside the gate.

However, the travel plans should be put aside first. The first goal is to see what the Holy Shield plans to do. It would be better if it is not about the fetus of the god.

Most of the roast duck was eaten by Su Minghe and Zheng Xian. Zheng Xian didn't eat much, and he basically drank the white wine ordered.

"Director Zheng, does it really matter if you drank three kilograms of Maotai?" Su Ming asked after watching Zheng Xian take out some banknotes and put them on the table, patting his pants and standing up.

It's not that I'm worried about whether he will have a perforated stomach, but that he's worried about whether he will be able to fight in a fight like this?

Zheng Xian still had the same smile, like a smiling mask stuck to his face without moving at all.

"I am a warrior who tests alcohol. Three kilograms of white wine is just to moisten your throat. But this time, I can only go with you personally. I can't take anyone with you."

Su Ming nodded. He still didn't know the situation over there. If he brought someone there, the situation would escalate.

Generally, matters of underground organizations must be resolved secretly. Even if there is a war, it is impossible to cause earth-shaking movements like the Avengers did.

Assassination, conspiracy, backstabbing, and politics are the methods they are good at.

Su Ming actually knew from the beginning that even if Zheng Xian planned to join, it would only be him. China has agreements with other countries. The relevant departments will not participate in secret events abroad, and no one else can interfere with China's affairs.

If Zheng Xian acts alone, it can still be said to be a personal act. If he brings someone with him, the nature will change.

Anyway, as long as he holds the holy spear, his seniority and reputation will be there, and Su Ming will just have to act according to the situation.

"Director Zheng is so generous. Why don't you go get the weapon first and I'll wait for you here?" Su Ming casually picked up a large radio in the room, changed the radio station and started listening to folk art programs.

"It seems that you have been interested in me for a long time..." Zheng Xian still smiled. He pinched his chin and thought for a few seconds: "That's right. They regard Dongfang as a traitor. I You really should bring some self-defense guys, haha.”

After saying that, he raised his hand and patted it, and suddenly a man walked in from outside the door, holding a stick in his hand that was wrapped in white cloth and looked like sugar cane.

It turned out that he had been prepared, and the conversation between the two was probably monitored. Although China's current technology is average, it can't stand the fact that there are so many mutants in the relevant departments.

"Okay, I'll let the boss fry the duck rack. We can have a few more drinks when we come back in the evening." Zheng Xian took the long cloth roll and put it on his shoulders, indicating that it was ready to go.

"What are Director Zheng's abilities?" Su Ming stood up and looked at the team that appeared out of nowhere in the yard. He didn't take it too seriously: "After all, if we want to act together, it is necessary to understand each other's abilities. of."

"Well, I have some foundation in martial arts, just an ordinary person, haha."

Zheng Xian walked to the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Our abilities are somewhat overlapping, and I'm just an ordinary person who knows how to punch and kick." Su Ming nodded with a smile, walked out of the room, and breathed in the winter air of the imperial capital.

The air is cold and has some ancient smell.

The hot breath slowly dispersed in the air, and the eyes of the people in the yard fell on him. He did not talk to these people, although he did identify a few of them, but he just waited quietly for Zheng Xian to come out.

"Don't look at me. I only have a hundred pounds. I'm here with you this time just to catch the pot that my teacher threw into the sky. You asked me for someone, but I don't have any." Zheng Xian naturally understood. What Su Ming meant was that if both of them were good at melee combat, the team really needed to make up for their shortcomings.

Su Ming thought for a while and decided to go and see the situation first. It doesn't necessarily have to be a fight. Peace can make money.

Zheng Xian definitely doesn't want to start a war. After all, the relationship between the Holy Shield and the Holy Spear is not very good, and it will be troublesome if the gun goes off.

"Okay, let's take a photo together. In case we go out and have our hair braided this time, we can leave some memories for relatives and friends." Su Ming shrugged. This photo may be useful in the future...

Zheng Xian's eyes became even smaller, and he walked to Su Ming's side: "Is it really that serious?"

"Who knows, just be prepared."

With that said, Su Ming pulled Zheng Xian into the alley, and someone else took a photo in front of the wall painted with contemporary slogans.

Two young men, one tall and one short, were wearing black coats with fake smiles on their faces. The slogan revealed from behind them was 'Family planning is a basic national policy...'

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Leo lay quietly on the big blue velvet bed. He couldn't sleep at all. Everything that happened before, including what he saw and heard, impacted his understanding of the world.

After the meeting, Howard and Nathaniel took him to have a meal in the Eternal City, and then assigned him a spacious bedroom so that he could have a good rest.

As for what he needs to do, the only answer is still the same - stand up when necessary.

The bedroom is located in an ancient building like a castle. The entire bedroom is cylindrical in shape, with a ceiling four to five meters high, with very classically beautiful religious portraits painted on it.

It’s just that the style is very similar, but this is definitely not an allusion from the Bible, because there are no stories in the Bible about a few people using something like a plasma cannon to destroy alien creatures.

Leo was thinking, but after thinking for a long time, he found that his mind was empty, and the problem he was thinking about at the beginning had been forgotten.

On the contrary, what comes to mind is more of Lily.

He sighed and turned over, feeling like he was a prisoner in a strange country and a strange place with no way to escape.

Just as he was tossing and turning, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a man with electric light all over his body rushed in like a phantom.

His speed was so fast that it wasn't until he stood beside the bed that the afterimage behind him gradually returned to his body.

The visitor was wearing a black metal armor that was very tight-fitting. The shoulders of the armor were densely covered with rows of diodes and special light bulbs. At this time, golden lightning jumped on it, like a golden snake in the dark. dance.

The person who came was wearing a semi-covering helmet, revealing his chin and a mustache on his lips. He watched Leo suddenly sit up from the bed, and then he said:

"Hello, kid."

Along with the familiar voice, a pigeon flew in at the same time and landed on Leo's shoulder.

"Father?" Leo froze. His father, whom he thought was dead, now appeared alive in front of him wearing his super armor called Midnight Machine.

"It's me." Tesla stopped, so the light on his armor gradually dissipated.

"I thought you..." Leo touched the pigeon's neck and helped the bird tidy up its feathers.

"Yes, I died, but I overloaded my secrets, crossed the abyss, and now I'm back. Come back here to find you." Tesla approached his son, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him Can feel that I truly exist.

"Are you taking me out of here?"

"No, my child, no, I came to this space specifically to crush it completely." Tesla touched Leo's face and looked at his form like an astral spirit body. Just at this time, a piercing alarm sounded in the ancient castle, interrupting his actions: "Okay, they have discovered me and will arrive here soon. Come with me."

Leo didn't even have a chance to put on his shoes before he was pulled up from the bed by Tesla. After the armor's ability was activated, the two of them almost seemed to be floating off the ground.

"Where are we going?" Leo asked with a puzzled look on his face as he ran through the red-carpeted corridor. Doors flew past the two of them like huge black holes.

Because the direction Tesla was taking him to now was not the exit at the bottom of the castle. On the contrary, they were constantly ascending the stairs.

Tesla didn't even look back, he just grabbed Leo and ran wildly, with the pigeon following closely behind him: "I want you to show me something."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace again, and not long after, the two of them arrived in front of a very delicate door.

There is a huge sun painted on this door, and some incomprehensible things like petals hold up the sun, and there is a wooden secret lock below, with an unknown light flowing above it.

"Dad, this is magic. If we don't use the key, we will all be in trouble."

Tesla took out a golden key from his armor belt, waved it in front of Leo, then opened the lock, and then kicked the door open.

"You have to keep going up the stairs."

"Where does it lead to?" Leo asked doubtfully, but his steps were already moving.

At this time, the pigeon spoke, and it said in a clear voice: "A summons from the top."

Tesla held Leo's shoulders with both hands, and the footsteps behind him gradually became clearer. He glanced back and said quickly.

"Leo, everyone has their own goals, everyone has their own destiny. Your destiny should not be dictated by others!"

After saying that, he pushed Leo away and began to push the door hard, preparing to break Leo's back.

"Wait, what are you going to do?!" Leo naturally noticed something was wrong.

"Come on, I'm doing what I have to do!" Tesla slammed the door shut with force, and turned around to face the pursuers.

A large group of guards appeared at the corner of the corridor. Their military uniforms had the epaulettes of the Holy Shield and an eagle with spread wings. They raised their weapons and shouted in Italian.

"Stop! Get off that staircase immediately!"

But Tesla had no intention of responding. He opened his hands, jumped the energy level of the armor, and densely distributed electric arcs in the corridor. His own armor was a large Tesla coil.

A series of calculation formulas flowed through his mind. Alternating current can also kill people.

As the current intensified, even his eyes seemed to be filled with electric light. He pushed his hands forward, and dense electric light shot out, like a dazzling dragon, engulfing all the guards.

After the light, only charred skeletons remained.