Infinite Throne

   Chapter 296 No One Knows Assassination Better Than Me (2 in 1)

   What the hell?

  Irin shook her head slightly.

   He ignored Xing Fei, turned on the shadow, and stepped into the TV station in front of everyone's eyes.

  Xing Fei looked at Yi Rin, who was acting alone, the mysterious back. After hesitating for a moment, he still did not follow up.

   TV stations during the day are far less eerie than at night.

   All kinds of staff quickly passed by Irin.

  Irin, like a shadow, came directly to the fourth floor.

   On the fourth floor.

  In the studio, shooting is in progress.

  The radio host with weird facial features was expertly broadcasting the news of the town, and wished every household happiness, health and well-being.

   "Kill Green."

  Irin stepped forward directly.

  The intrusion of a stranger made everyone's eyes focus on Yi Rin.

   Everyone was dumbfounded.

  Why do strangers break in?

   This face looks strange, doesn't it?

   looks very dangerous!

   Not a local?

  Which corner did it pop out of?

   "Security! Security!"

   Someone has skillfully called the security guards to chase people away.

  Green stared blankly at Irin in front of him.

  Irin thought for a moment, without any nonsense, straight to the point: "Why are you called Green?"

   "No, I don't know, who are you?"

  Green looked panicked.

   His bizarre facial features, no matter what emotions emerge, make people feel like facing the villain in a thriller story. The eyebrows, nose, mouth, and ears, when taken apart, are all so ordinary, nothing special. But put it together on this face, it makes people feel extremely weird, as if there is a sly trough in my heart, I don't know what to say or not to say.

   "Why is your name Green?"

  Irin took another step forward and asked.

   Maybe it's because of the feeling that Yilin gives people, the evil spirit is too heavy, or maybe it's because Green is very timid.

   As this step approached, Green was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his jaw clucking.

   Finally, he endured the strong fear and said boldly: "Who are you? Hurry up! If you don't leave, I'll call the police! Do you know who I am? I'm—"

  chi—

  Irin's face was expressionless, and he slashed with a knife.

   The dark red light of the knife disappeared before it had time to dissipate, and the short knife disappeared from Irin's hand, as if it had never appeared.

   One second later.

   A thin knife mark appeared on Green's neck.

   One more second.

  Green's weird facial features, a terrified but terrifying expression, were fixed on that face.

  The person and the head are completely separated.

   "Ahhh-"

   "Kill, kill, kill—"

   "Fuckkkkkkk—"

   "Green, Green is dead!"

   "Quick, go to the police!"

   "Damn it! The police station can't get through!"

   "That **** guy must be having a hangover again!"

   "Call security, security, call security!"

   TV, because of Greene's death, was completely thrown into chaos.

  Because of a murder case, no one dared to go forward to capture this terrifying-looking "murderer". All the staff were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they rushed out of the studio in a panic.

   Various instruments and fill lights fell to the ground one after another in the chaos.

  Irin turned a deaf ear to everything around him.

   He just quietly looked at the corpse that was gradually becoming cold at his feet.

   His name is Green.

   is a host.

  Yesterday, he died.

  Today, he died again.

   With his head gone, he cannot be alive.

But-

  Irin waited for a while, then sighed: "So it is."

   He gently closed Green's rounded eyes and said softly, "Go to sleep."

   After saying that, he swaggered away from the TV station as if nothing had happened.

   After Irin left.

   Green's head.

   Those eyelids that were calmly closed.

   suddenly opened.

  …

  Irin walked out of the TV station with a calm expression.

  Xing Fei squatted on the side of the road.

   Looking at Irin's expression, it felt strange.

  How could he have the illusion that this guy just came out of the kiln, feeling refreshed?

  Illusion, must be an illusion.

   "It's over?"

  Xing Fei stepped forward and asked.

  Irin shook his head: "This trial is really complicated. I still have some key clues that need to be confirmed. It's just..."

   "Just what?"

   Yi Rin glanced at Xing Fei, her dark pupils stared at Xing Fei a little bit.

   But in the end, Yi Rin still didn't say what he said in his heart: "Forget it, there should be time. However, if it was you and wanted to wake up from a dream, what would you do?"

  Xing Fei was slightly startled when he heard the words.

  Although he didn't know, what was the meaning of Irin's seemingly ordinary question. But after thinking for a while, he said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Pinch yourself in the face?"

  Irin: "…"

  The two were walking on the road.

   "There was a lot of movement on the TV just now. It seems that someone ran out. What did you do inside?"

   "Oh, nothing, I killed Green again."

  Irin replied casually.

   "Well, it's really nothing..." Xing Fei replied subconsciously first, then raised his head, his glasses slid down: "Wait, you, you killed Green again? Which Green?"

   "The one from the dream yesterday."

   "Fuck? So exciting? Then what?"

   "Then? It feels normal, what's wrong?"

  Xing Fei was speechless.

   Am I asking about the feel?

   While chatting, Irin suddenly stopped.

  Xing Fei felt that Yi Rin's expression suddenly became solemn, and subconsciously took out the gloves and put them on.

   After all, in the trial, you can't be careless every minute.

  This is the square.

   But strangely, it was sparsely populated.

  The residents of the town did not know where to hide.

   in front of Yi Rin and Xing Fei.

   Two sturdy men, eagerly waiting, seemed to be standing there for a long time.

"It's them!"

  Xing Fei was about to make a move when a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Don't move, otherwise, die."

   A sharp military thorn silently poked at Xing Fei's neck, at the carotid artery.

far away.

Eighty-one carried a huge hammer and laughed heartily: "I advise you not to move, the seventy-three guy is specially used for bloodletting, stab it with a knife, and make sure your blood sprays more than bursting a water pipe. sooner."

  Seventy-three emerged from the shadows, holding a military thorn and holding Xing Fei hostage.

  Xing Fei felt the cold touch on his neck and didn't dare to move.

   is careless.

   He didn't dodge.

   What should I do in this situation?

   Although he still has a life-saving skill, he doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

  In an instant.

  Xing Fei's mood changed, in the trial, there is no absolute enemy, and there is no absolute friend.

   "What do you want."

  Xing Fei tried his best to make his tone appear more aggressive, maybe he could scare these three murderous masters.

  Fifty-six gloves have already been put on, and I look like I can hit hard at any time.

   But the two did not step forward, and were ten meters away from Yi Rin and Xing Fei.

Although   73 held Xing Fei hostage, he did not relax his vigilance against Yi Rin.

   After all, in her eyes, Yi Rin was the man who could stop her assassination in a hurry. The agility attribute should not be weak and should not be underestimated.

  Fifty-six two-handed steel gloves, clenched tightly in front of him, making a rattling sound.

   "I think there should be some misunderstanding between us."

  Irin smiled: "Well, probably not yet. After all, I haven't communicated very carefully."

   Eighty-one's smiling face suddenly sank.

  Irin's calmness and attitude at the moment, in this situation, can still laugh out loud, which makes Eighty-one look at Irin a little high.

   "That's right." Fifty-six smiled lightly: "Since we have no misunderstanding, if you have any thoughts on this mission, you shouldn't mind telling us, right?"

  Xing Fei's expression changed.

   These guys are really here for the clearance strategy.

Yi Rin and Xing Fei have already found a lot of clues. Whether it is the truth of the dream, or other key points, Xing Fei feels that he is walking on the path of customs clearance. Unexpectedly, these three guys chose to use this This is a way to extract information from the two people.

  Xing Fei wanted to say no.

   But now the person who is being put on the neck with a knife is him, not Irin!

  Xing Fei thought of this, and said quickly, "Your men put a knife on Lao Tzu's neck, is this your sincerity in negotiating?"

boom!

   Accompanied by a loud noise, a terrible vibration attracted everyone's attention.

  I saw Eighty-One slammed the heavy hammer on the ground, and with the heavy hammer as the center, a spider web-like crack spread around.

After smashing the hammer like a demonstration, Eighty-One said to Yi Rin and Xing Fei in a loud voice: "I think you have misunderstood one thing. Now we are here to find you, not to negotiate. We asked, You answer, if you can’t answer, you will die, it’s that simple.”

  Xing Fei: "…"

   seems to make sense!

  Xing Fei cried silently in his heart.

   He is now a piece of fish on the chopping block, and he really doesn't have the capital to negotiate.

and…

  Xing Fei looked at Yi Rin.

   He didn't believe that Yiren would tell the clues about customs clearance because of him.

   Among the apostles, no one is so great.

   Although this mission is a team mission, it does not mean that there is no competition.

  The main quest is very clear: Kill Green. In the process of "Killing Green", it is obvious that whoever kills Green with his own hands will be able to get a higher clearance evaluation!

   Obtaining a higher clearance rating means that more attribute values ​​can be increased during settlement, and more attribute values ​​mean the possibility of Wuhu taking off.

   thought of this.

  Xing Fei did not ask Yi Rin for help, after all, he was not that naive.

   "Okay, I'll tell you..."

   When Xing Fei was about to tell the information he had, Yi Rin waved his hand: "Wait."

   The sharp eyes of Fifty-six and Eighty-one shot at Yi Rin like a knife.

Behind Xing Fei, he held the army thorn tightly holding Xing Fei's Seventy-Three, and the sharp army thorn also pressed deeply into Xing Fei's skin, poking a small hole, and thick blood ran along the army thorn. The edge, drop by drop on the ground.

  What the hell?

  Brother, why don't you bring something like you?

   Xing Fei's eyes flashed with hatred.

  Irin decided to give up his life in order to pass the evaluation.

  In this case…

   "Let me tell you, this guy is not very good at language organization."

   Yi Rin smiled and despised Xing Fei by the way.

  Xing Fei: "…"

  Three awesome killers: "…"

"I think…"

  Irin's perception quietly released, while watching out for Seventy-Three, while looking at the two people ten meters away, he said shockingly: "You should have died last night, right?"

  Irin said this.

   Fifty-six and eighty-one, ten meters away, changed dramatically.

  Because Irin was right.

   They died last night.

   But they are alive again.

   This bizarre experience made them more vigilant about this trial.

   Originally, he couldn't die during the trial, which should be a very happy thing.

but.

  What if there were consequences worse than death?

This is exactly what   56 is worried about.

   His character is different from Eighty One. Although he has killed countless people, he cherishes his life more than anyone else.

   That's why Fifty-Six decided to block Yi Rin and Xing Fei in this way.

  I would like to consult the information about the trial in a friendly manner from the two people.

   by any means.

   "So what?"

  Fifty-six asked with a sullen face.

  Irin smiled: "Okay, I'll tell you."

   "You should have encountered an unkillable 'monster' last night."

   "They come from dreams. There is a strange phenomenon in Greentown. At night, dreams overlap with reality, and they overlap and intersect in various poses."

   "In Greentown, the closer it is to the night, the easier it is to fall asleep accidentally. Sometimes, you can't even tell when you fell asleep and entered a dream."

   "As monsters in the dream, if you want to kill them, you can only enter the dream as well."

  Fifty-six's eyes flickered. He didn't expect that Yi Rin would cooperate so well and tell the important trial information.

   Could it be fake?

  Fifty-six is ​​habitually suspicious.

   can be combined with their experience last night, rich experience told him that this kid does not seem to be lying.

   After a moment of contemplation, Fifty-Six asked again, "How to enter the dream state."

  Irin pointed to his brain and said with a smile, "It's very simple, just find a place to fall asleep."

  81's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously said, "That stinky woman yesterday..."

   "Shut up, eighty-one."

  Fifty-six's voice was cold, and he reprimanded the big-mouthed Eighty-One, so that he would not accidentally reveal any important information.

   Eighty-one instantly understood and closed his mouth.

   But he also understood in his heart.

   No wonder the woman who escaped last night was sleeping in the middle of a pile of monsters.

   No wonder the group of monsters with "two legs and one whip" are so twisted and weird.

   It turned out that it was all transformed by the nightmare of a girl.

  The young girl created such a distorted nightmare monster in her dream because she witnessed Eighty-One brutally killing her mother.

   Maybe it was because those monsters were all manifestations of the girl's nightmare, so they all surrounded the sleeping girl, protecting the **** woman.

and many more.

   Eighty-one suddenly thought of something more terrifying.

  If the experiences of the town residents during the day are likely to turn into nightmares, then the people they tortured and killed in various cruel ways on TV...

   There are other corners of the town, the residents they crushed to death...

  Thinking about this, Eighty-one clenched the hammer and lowered his head silently.

   When all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

The leader of the    trio, Fifty-Six was still facing Irin far away.

   "Just fall asleep? That simple?"

  Irin asked back: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

  Fifty-six was silent for a while.

indeed.

   To fall asleep, there seems to be no other way than falling asleep in place.

   This is pretty obvious logic.

   "Green, who is it?"

  56 asked again.

  Irin chuckled: "If we know, can we stay here and wait for you?"

   Seventy-three looked at fifty-six from a distance.

   The thorns in his hand were pressed a little bit.

  Fifty-six slowly shook his head.

   means: keep it, it’s still useful for the time being, and it’s not too late to kill it later.

  73 seconds to understand.

   She squeezed the military thorn beside Xing Fei's carotid artery and relaxed a little.

  Seventy-three prepares to leave and dive back into the shadows.

   Suddenly.

   in an instant.

   At the moment when the eyes of fifty-six and seventy-three met.

   The only moment when he looked away from Yi Rin, in less than a second, an icy touch touched Seventy-three's neck.

  Seventy-three was shocked.

   She dared not look back.

also can not.

  Even if Irene behind her didn't say a single word, this action seemed to say that she would die even if she moved a little.

  Irin skillfully placed blood jasmine across Seventy-Three's neck, habitually looking at the whiteness on his neck, and said with a smile, "No one knows assassination better than me."

seventy three:"…"

  56: "…"

eighty-one:"…"

  Xing Fei almost cried.

  Because he felt that the sharp thorns on his neck were about to move away and pressed up again.

   As Irin spoke, he could already guess what happened.

   I said, boss, you pretend to be a force, can you let this woman move the knife away?

  It is very dangerous to dance with a knife and get a gun!

   The situation at the scene suddenly became stiff and cold.

   Everyone dared not act.

  Seventy-three held his breath.

   She hesitated.

   Do you want to gamble.

   Bet on who is faster.

   Bet on whose agility attribute is higher.

  Betting on whose knife is sharper.

   She admits that there is a gamble to the idea.

But…

However, Yi Rin guessed the thoughts of Seventy-Three, and in the silence of the trio, continued: "Trust me, you will surely die before him, I have confidence. Besides, whether he dies or not has nothing to do with me. ?"

  Fifty-six's eyes were as cold as iron.

   The eyes of the three of them met quickly.

   "Let it go."

  Seventy-three didn't dare to nod, just said softly, "Okay."

The moment the    army thorn was released, Xing Fei hurried forward a few steps.

   The experience of escaping from the knife made him unable to resist lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

   After half a sound, he tightened his gloves again and prepared to start.

  Fifty-six squinted, his eyes fixed on Irin.

   That look was like looking at a dead man.

   "Huh. As I said, no one knows assassination better than me."

  Irin chuckled, moved the knife away, and then retreated violently.

  Seventy-three felt the cold touch on his neck disappear, and without hesitation, he activated his skills instantly and dived into the shadows.

  A dark shadow moved quickly on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it came behind Fifty-six and Eighty-one.

  Fifty-six looked at Yi Rin deeply, and remained silent.

   After a few seconds.

The    trio quickly moved away from Yi Rin and Xing Fei.

   After the trio could no longer be seen in front of him, Xing Fei didn't dare to be careless, and his two eyes kept swaying, as if he wanted to see if there were any strange shadows around.

   asked: "Why don't you do it?"

   In his opinion, just now was obviously the best time.

Yilin's strength should not be weak, as long as he can kill the opponent instantly, and he is the most troublesome assassination apostle, in the next 2v2 situation, with their mental side and agile side configuration, they may not be able to match the opponent's dual strength side. configured.

   After all, Xing Fei has many tricks and lives well, and there are still a lot of trump cards that have not been shown.

  Irin shook his head, his eyes were deep: "No need."

   "Not necessary?"

  Xing Fei was taken aback.

   He didn't quite understand.

   Just the box is already necessary!

  Who doesn't like to lick bags?

   Isn't licking the bag delicious?

   Even Xing Fei is no exception!

"And..." Xing Fei remembered the confrontation just now, and what Yi Rin said, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "Although you are trying to save me, why are you so honest? Tell the truth? It's okay to hide it a little bit. In this way, we also don't have any advantage in the trial."

   "Maybe, after they enter the dreamland, they will find 'Green' faster than us. If Green lets them kill them, our clearance evaluation will be terrible."

   Yi Rin looked at Xing Fei.

   looked a little weird: "When did I say that I was here to save you?"

  Xing Fei suddenly widened his eyes when he heard the words.

   "Wait, is what you just said true?"

   "Which sentence?"

   "'What does he have to do with me if he is dead?', this sentence." Xing Fei was afraid that Yi Rin would not accept the account, so he tried to imitate Yi Rin's calm tone at that time.

   "Oh, half-truth."

  Irin thought for a while, and modified it a little in order not to hurt her temper.

   Having said that, Xing Fei felt a lot more comfortable.

  Irin paused for a moment, put his hands on his back, walked to Judy Hotel, and explained softly: "Actually, as long as they confirm two things now, it's enough."

  Xing Fei slowly put a question mark.

   "One, here is reality."

   "Second, no one knows assassination better than me."

   Yi Rin's two sentences made Xing Fei inexplicable.

"Is not it?"

   can dazzle everyone's sight in an instant and move to the back of Seventy-three. In Xing Fei's opinion, this move is simply much more powerful than Seventy-three's technique.

   Seventy-three turned into a shadow, at least there are traces to follow, as long as you pay attention to the strange shadows behind and around you, you can take precautions in advance.

   But he still couldn't see through, what method Yilin used to move behind Seventy-Three in the blink of an eye, and held the opponent's neck with a knife.

   This guy, if he were to rate it, he would definitely give 82 points.

   With the remaining 18 points, he decided to make up in the form of "666".

   looked at Xing Fei with a dazed expression.

  Irin shook her head inwardly.

   The spiritual side of this session is not very good.

   But he didn't say it, and didn't explain much.

   just said with a little anticipation: "Anyway, wait for tonight, maybe we will know. No hurry, there is still time."

  The two returned to the hotel.

   In broad daylight, Judy didn't do anything too drastic. After a little invitation, after being rejected by Irene, she went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

  Irin turned on the TV.

   The annoying shopping shows and commercials are still played on the TV.

   rustled from time to time, and automatically switched to other channels from time to time.

  Although Yi Rin said that there might be an accident at night, Xing Fei did not dare to sleep randomly.

   He was afraid that if he fell asleep and accidentally entered a dream, he was alone... a little panic.

   After Allen was out of school, Irene went downstairs again.

   Yesterday, Yi Rin praised him for his good-looking paintings. Today, Allen took out a painting from his schoolbag as if he was offering a treasure, and gave Yi Rin a delightful appreciation.

   There is a man in the painting.

   has a face.

   It's just that face... Irin felt a little familiar.

If you look closely, although Allen's technique can be called a soul painter, he can only comprehend but cannot describe it, but the facial features outlined by the crayon, the width of the corners of the mouth, is actually the same as the "TV host" who was cut off by Yi Rin not long ago. Green," somewhat similar.

   But perhaps because Allen's painting skills are more hilarious, the exaggerated facial features make people feel a little less weird and a little more funny. Hmm, pretty good.

  Irin smiled, returned the painting to Ellen, and touched Ellen's soft and delicate brown curly hair.

   "Well drawn, who is this?"

   Allen was a little embarrassed by this straightforward praise, lowered his head, and carefully rolled up the painting: "The teacher assigned an assignment today."

   "The Ideal Father."

   "It just so happened that Alan had a strange dream last night. This uncle took Alan to count the stars, and Alan drew him."

  Irin asked again, "What's his name?"

   Allen hesitated for a moment.

   He didn't know whether to say it or not.

   Because he also felt a little strange.

   But in Yilin's encouraging eyes, he still whispered: "In the dream, he said, his name is Green."

  “?”

   (end of this chapter)