Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

The group of people came to the cafeteria, where someone was eating.

Fingel will be responsible for holding Sasha back, a decision they made before they went to YAMAL.

When you come to the Arctic Ocean, the selection of ingredients is naturally impossible to compare with the seafood buffet on land, but the menu here is quite rich, including barbecue, sashimi, rice, and canned fruits.

The flames danced under the iron grill, and the sea fish pierced with iron skewers dripped with fish oil, and the fish skin was grilled to a crispy golden color.

Fresh Arctic clams and shrimps were placed on small plates, alongside a glass bowl of seafood soy sauce.

The chef wearing a chef's hat stir-fries with a spatula. The transparent egg liquid is poured onto the rice, giving it a golden color. The bottom of the pot is burning over high heat. The sound of sizzling oil makes people move their index fingers. Next to the fried rice is Stewed potato and beef curry pot, the rich aroma of the sauce wafts out of the pot.

By the time they walked from the deck to the restaurant, Fingel and Sasha were already hooking up, as if they were old friends who had known each other for more than ten years and were meeting for a drink.

Kassel's elite went to line up at the window in front of the restaurant. Although it looked like they were gathering in twos and threes to chat, they were actually showing off their talents.

Someone tapped the waiter on the shoulder and asked for the location of the toilet. When his palm came into contact with the waiter's collar, a miniature listening device was installed.

Someone passed by a tourist and suddenly a room card appeared in his hand, hidden in his sleeve.

Someone was wandering around pretending not to care, but in fact they locked a target and followed the waiter when he left. They probably wanted to knock the waiter unconscious and drag him to an unoccupied room to strip off his clothes and put on his clothes.

The commissioners who participated in this operation were no more than 24 years old in appearance, and Sasha never expected that he would let a large group of hybrids who were more powerful than agents board the ship.

Zero didn't make any special move at the beginning. He just went to the food outlet to get a portion of curry rice. He sat at the dining table in the corner and ate spoonful by spoonful. When he was halfway through eating, Selma came over and faced her. He made a look.

After waiting for 3 minutes, she picked up a clean dinner plate, put it in the tableware recycling area, and walked straight to the toilet.

After making sure that no one was there, she went to the penultimate door on the left side of the women's toilet cubicle, knocked softly three times, and immediately got in after the door opened.

Thelma was waiting here. She sat on the toilet seat, holding a notebook and pen in her hand. She drew a simple structural diagram on the opened notebook. Based on the YAMAL structural diagram provided by Russia and what she observed on the spot, The situation is drawn.

"Regis quietly went to the casino. This is the structural diagram I drew based on the route he said."

Thelma pointed to where the casino was.

"This is the bottom floor of the cabin, which is the casino. Vincent is on the top floor of the 11th floor. The casino and elevator were modified by him after he rented the YAMAL. We have no way of knowing the internal structure of the building in a short period of time. However, judging from the location of the casino throughout the ship, the architects did not modify the ship’s heating system.”

"In such an extremely cold area, Vincent must need heating. This is the only place on the top of the cabin where the heating pipe passes, so his room must be here. According to Kendini's description, the elevator goes directly to the 11th floor, so The elevator is located right here.”

Thelma circled a spot.

Ling nodded: "I took note of it."

"Have you figured out how to get into the elevator?" Thelma poked her forehead with the pen: "Although we have found the location of the elevator, there is a safety door outside the elevator that requires a password. If you can pry open the metal shell of the password device I have a way to solve the code. There are guards with guns over there. If they sound the alarm, the people in the control room may use YAMAL's weapons and equipment to bombard the Monyach."

"It's meal time now." Zero said calmly: "Someone will bring food to Vincent."

"You mean to hijack the food truck?"

"The guards will let the food delivery truck pass, and when the elevator door opens, they can rush in."

"When you rush in, you mean head on? But they all have guns, and I only have a knife and a crowbar. Isn't this too risky?"

"No problem, we can solve it." Zero said softly, his ice-blue eyes unwavering.

Thelma realized that Zero had made her decision, and even if she was alone next, she would proceed as planned.

Such is the pride and determination of this girl.

YAMAL, the gambling room on the ground floor. There are hundreds of gaming tables here. Each gaming table has an LCD screen to calculate the chips in real time. The polite dealer stands in front of the gaming table to deal the cards. There is a black man standing by the wall. The bodyguard in the suit has a strong physique and a pistol on his waist.

Although the tickets for YAMAL's voyage this time were not sold out, it was still 60% full.

This gambling ship has accumulated quite a reputation after sailing for fifteen years. Almost all the people who board the ship come to gamble, so more than half of the hundreds of gambling tables are still open for business.

In addition, there is a luxurious mixing station next to the gambling table. The light is dim, and a young girl wearing scantily clad clothes stands beside the seat and smiles.

Every time a visitor comes to the bartender, two girls will come up to you with smiles on their faces, take your hands, lead you to an empty seat, and maybe rub your arms inadvertently to make you excited.

With the stimulation of alcohol and the stimulation of the senses, people's self-control will continue to decrease in this environment, making it easier to spend a lot of money on the gambling table.

But Zero and Selma are not here to gamble.

They were hiding on the edge of the corridor, in the blind spot of the camera, waiting for Vincent's food delivery truck to pass by.

A minute ago, they found the elevator that went straight to the 11th floor. It was at the end of a single-passage corridor. The place was covered with cameras. A group of four bodyguards guarded a door with the words "Leading to the engine room, not authorized". "No one is allowed to enter" in front of the thick iron gate.

"coming."

Thelma looked at the passenger elevator door. With the "ding dong" prompt, a waiter came out pushing the dining cart. The silver dinner plate and lid covered the food, making it impossible to see what kind of delicacies it contained.

Only the two of them initiated this raid. This was to avoid arousing the suspicion of the crew. The disappearance of a large number of people was likely to attract the attention of the crew, and it was easier for the two of them to avoid the cameras.

They held their breath and hid in blind spots.

The dining cart was pushed in front of the iron door. The guard and the waiter exchanged pleasantries, entered the password, and the heavy iron door slowly opened.

No one would have thought that behind this rough and heavy iron door was an exquisite elevator, with white marble covering the floor and walls, plaid mosaics dotted with emeralds, and a brilliant crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the elevator. It illuminates the original Renoir painting on the wall.

Zero raised his right hand, made the promised gesture, and rushed into the monotonous corridor illuminated by bright lights.

The guard exclaimed, and the four black guns were aimed at the lightning-fast black figure.

But when they saw the person's appearance, they were suddenly startled.

What appeared in front of them was not a strong man covered with scars, nor a covered-up assassin, but a delicate little girl who looked like a doll. She was wearing an ill-fitting white coat and looked like a neighbor. The younger daughter is playing house.

It was this moment of hesitation that caused them to miss the opportunity.

Zero pulled off her white coat and threw it up to cover the guard's sight. The next second she appeared in front of a guard.

She jumped up slightly and pressed her finger on the guard's temple. The guard lost consciousness and fell to the floor with a dull sound.

The remaining three guards finally realized that this was not a harmless little girl at all, and the leader was the first to pull the trigger.

boom!

The metal slug struck the marble floor, twisting from the impact and leaving a dent.

Zero's eyes were filled with red-gold light, and at some point, he appeared between two adjacent guards.

She found an oblique angle and did a backflip on the spot. Under her white coat was a Taekwondo style training uniform.

The two guards at the edge of the bevel only felt a cold little hand pressing on their foreheads, followed by a huge pull. They instantly lost their center of gravity, their heads collided, their eyes flashed, and they were unconsciously dizzy. past.

At this time, the metal door opened, and the waiter fumbled for the walkie-talkie on his waist in a panic.

boom!

There was another shot, and his walkie-talkie was shot through, arcs of electricity dancing in the bullet holes.

Thelma rolled over to the stunned guard and picked up his silenced pistol.

She crouched on one leg and took aim, a wisp of smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun.

The guard leader gritted his teeth, aimed at Zero and pulled the trigger hard, but there was no gunshot.

Zero pressed her fingers on the machine gun. One by one, the spring and barrel jumped out. Brass-colored bullets scattered. The gun turned into a pile of parts in a second. Her eyes exuded a fascinating light. The red-gold light makes people feel chilly just by looking at it.

Word Spirit·Mirror Pupil, the effect of this Word Spirit is not just to copy the opponent's Word Spirit.

What it brings to users is unparalleled analysis and learning capabilities. During the activation period, you will even feel that you have gained insight into the world and gradually understood everything.

A sharp high-leg kick hit the guard leader's chin. The huge impact made his eyes turn white and he fainted. At the same time, with three consecutive gunshots, Thelma destroyed the corridor and the elevator. Camera.

Zero rushed into the elevator, and the waiter was knocked unconscious with a knife, thrown out of the elevator room, and made a sandwich with the unconscious guard.

All this happened within 5 seconds, leaving no one with time to react.

"You go up, I have requested support. I will be outside to ensure that the elevator can operate normally and try to delay the alarm. As long as you can capture Vincent, our mission will be completed." Selma shot through with a pistol screw, open the metal casing covering the control circuit, and pull the wires with both hands to operate.

"Okay." Ling simply agreed. The elevator door closed and began to rise slowly.

She opened the lid and found Vincent's lunch today on the silver plate: brown bread with honey jam, a piece of grilled steak, a bowl of stewed potatoes, a plate of sliced ​​bacon, and a can of canned fruit.

This meal would be considered rich in an ordinary person's home, rich in protein and vitamins, and had enough calories, but when it appeared on the dining table of Vincent, a wealthy man, it seemed a bit rough.

Zero waited quietly as the indicator lights lit up layer by layer. When he reached the eighth floor, he stagnated for a few seconds, but soon resumed his upward momentum.

The indicator light representing the 11th floor came on, and the metal doors separated to both sides.

But what greeted Zero was a salvo of machine gun fire.

More than a dozen machine guns aimed at the open elevator door and fired a salvo.

It was a row of blond Russian girls who had been trained in spy schools since childhood and were deadly hot girls.

Sparks burst out, deafening intensive gunfire echoed, the dinner plate was shot into a sieve, the black bread and steak were shot to pieces, spinach soup spilled on the ground, green leaves covered the bullet holes in the fruit cans, like green corpses cloth.

But the hot girls did not smell the fishy smell of the intruder's blood, only the pungent smell of gunpowder lingered on the tip of their noses.

The next moment, white smoke suddenly came out of the elevator.

"Tear gas!" someone shouted.

They retreated one after another, but the girl standing in the front row smelled the smoke and did not feel it was choking or hurting her eyes. She only felt cold, and the sound of the howling wind came to her ears.

She heard a dog whistle, which cut through the wind.

"Ataga!"

A dozen black shadows loomed in the white mist. They were not human shadows, but dogs, a group of Siberian Huskies, also known as huskies!

They broke out of the white mist, and a little blond girl lay on the back of a strong calf-like husky, holding a wombat tightly in her arms.

The sled dog carrying the little girl rushed towards the closed blue carved door. The girls tried to stop her, but other sled dogs bit their ankles and pulled their center of gravity, preventing them from shooting accurately.

The sled dog broke through the locked wooden door amid the hail of bullets.

Then the rest of the sled dog companions turned into white mist with a bang and disappeared like magic, but it was clear that there were still teeth marks on the girls' leather boots.

Fortunately, this strange phenomenon did not panic them. They formed a formation, raised their guns and looked into the door.

The girl with long pale blond hair and ice blue eyes stood next to the most eye-catching luxury gaming table in the room, with the knife in her hand lying across the neck of the owner of the ship.

It was a thin, almost humanoid old man. Because his spine was too curved, he was almost lying on the gambling table. His skin was loose all over his body, and his eyelids were drooped as if to cover his entire eyes.

"Put the gun down."

Zero looked at the old man. With a flick of her arm, she could take away the old man's life. But the old man didn't seem to feel scared or panic at all. The eyes revealed in the thin slits of his eyes were still smart.

"I knew it! I knew you existed!"

He was so excited that it was beyond words.

"Let all our guards put down their weapons and don't hurt my guests!"

The ship's PA began broadcasting his orders.

In the cockpit, the helmsman, whose hands and feet were tied and whose mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth, was trembling. Kassel's elite let go of the naked waiter who was stuffed in the storage room, and the unconscious waiter in the toilet. official.

In less than half an hour, the ship had been penetrated so deeply that even the real captain was captured, while Captain Sasha, who was still drinking with Fingel, was unaware of it.

When he heard the broadcast, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Fingel smiled cheerfully at him, patted his shoulder, and took away the miniature bug and locator on it.

"What on earth are you..." Sasha swallowed.

Fingel said nothing, but took out the badge with the half-withered World Tree engraved on it from his pocket.