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He could feel that the opponent's strength was very strong, very strong.

It was so strong that he felt that there was a high probability that he would fall here.

Thinking about it now, the reason why the other party chose to do something on the plane was to let him have nowhere to escape.

"Consultant Zhang, do you have any last words?" the blond man asked.

"Let's think about it—" Zhang Jue said, "Can I know who is going to kill me?"

The blond man shook his head: "No."

"Ah, except for the Chaos Insurgency, no one hates me so much anyway, these bastards!"

As Zhang Jue said, he paid attention to the expression of the blond man.

Sure enough, although the other party's expression was flawless, his flickering eyes told Zhang Jue that he guessed right.

"Okay, time is running out, Consultant Zhang, it's time for you to get on your way."

said the blond man.

Zhang Jue put the black long knife in his hand horizontally in front of him, ready to fight.

Fighting against the strong, the most fearful impetuosity, attacking rashly before knowing their abilities, it is easy to leave a loophole and fall short.

Therefore, Zhang Jue chose to attack later.

He wanted to see what the enemy was capable of.

Knowing Zhang Jue's tactics, the blond man smiled slightly: "Consultant Zhang, the disparity in strength between you and me is no longer something that can be reversed by tactics. Less struggle means less pain."

"Who knows." Zhang Jue snorted.

The blond man knew Zhang Jue's behavior very well, and knew that it would be useless to talk too much.

With a wave of his hand, the bodies of the passengers who were chopped down by Zhang Jue trembled, and all the injuries were healed, and there were no more scars on their wrists.

Not only that, a gun also appeared in their other hand.

Everyone held two guns and faced Zhang Jue again.

wtf?

Before Zhang Jue could even say a word, he was shot in the shoulder.

After being "resurrected" by the blond man, the speed of these passengers was also much faster.

In the small space, Zhang Jue kept dealing with them, but this time, he was immediately cornered.

Zhang Jue clenched his fist slightly, it seemed that he was about to use that move.

When the last bullet hit his head, Zhang Jue suddenly disappeared.

"Ok?"

The blond man froze.

Then I felt a chill in my chest.

Zhang Jue appeared behind him at some point, piercing his heart with a knife.

Zhang Jue maintained his saber-stretching posture, and said behind him, "Brother, there is a disparity in strength between who and who, now you know."

After being pierced through the heart with a knife, the blond man did not die immediately.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Zhang Jue.

"Consultant Zhang, you do have many powerful abilities."

"You have a powerful self-healing ability."

"Has the ability to calm people."

"Has the ability to scare people."

"There is also the ability to invalidate people's abilities."

"You are very powerful, but you have to know that there are many powerful people in this world."

The blond man smiled and suddenly appeared behind Zhang Jue.

He said with a sinister smile, "Consultant Zhang, take a good look, did you really stab me?"

Reminded by the blond man, Zhang Jue lowered his head slowly. He was surprised to find that the long black knife in his hand had been inserted into his heart.

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Chapter 91 Assassination (4)

Swiss airport.

In a coffee shop.

A young man in a white suit is leisurely stirring a cup of coffee with a spoon.

He put the prepared coffee in front of him and sniffed it lightly, showing an expression of enjoyment.

The old servant standing behind him closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but his ears kept shaking.

"Joseph, don't be so nervous." The young man took a sip of coffee to recover.

"Master, this is Switzerland after all, and it's the SCP headquarters." The old servant said, "I must ensure your safety."

The young man smiled slightly: "You and I both know that site 19 is just a relatively large site. The real headquarters of SCP is not here, and there is only one member of the O5 council here permanently. With your strength, there is absolutely no need to Worry."

"Yes." The old servant bowed slightly, but still did not relax his vigilance.

The young man knew his character, so he didn't say much, and changed the subject with a smile: "Are you surprised, why do I have to come here?"

"The young master naturally has his reasons for doing things. What I want to do is to protect the young master's safety, that's all."

The old servant's answer was not beyond his expectation, and the young man nodded.

"The reason why I came here is to meet my father's old friend. The Chaos Insurgency has done so many shameful things. It is not too much to ask for more rewards--as for the second thing, I I want to see that man named Zhang Jue."

He put the coffee cup on the table, and the smile on his lips faded away.

"Joseph, do you remember, we met him. At that time, I didn't see anything special about him."

The old servant nodded slightly. After the site 14 invasion failed, they went to Jiangzhou City to finish the work, and once met Zhang Jue from a distance.

"But did you know that my father actually knew his name and said that he would be the one who changed the world." The young man snorted, as if he couldn't accept such a result.

"This time Zhang Jue came to Europe, he was unlucky. It just so happened that Mr. Smollett was here to carry out an assassination mission. Mr. Smollett has never failed."

The young man narrowed his eyes, the table in front of him kept shaking, the coffee cup on the table was shattered, and the coffee overflowed from inside.

He finally stopped hiding his killing intent.

"The only one who can change the world is me, and those who stand in my way will all die."

……

Zhang Jue was stunned for a few tenths of a second looking at the long knife inserted into his chest, and then accepted the reality.

The reason why he was able to come behind the blond man in an instant just now was because he used a different space ability.

Enter the different space at the original place, and then come out from the different space behind the blond man.

This kind of calculation is quite complicated, because the length in the different space is completely different from that in the real world. Even with his computing power, he can only do this kind of operation within a few meters.

This blond man was too strong, he wanted to win with one move, but he still fell short.

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Zhang Jue couldn't help but sighed.

It turned out that I killed me.

Again, if it wasn't for his abnormal self-healing ability, he would have died countless times.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Jue pulled the knife out of his chest.

He could feel that the wound was healing much slower than usual.

Abel's knife is not an ordinary knife. In addition to being able to generate a strong wind, it also has a strong inhibitory effect on some abilities.

He already knew this when he was fighting Abel.

Smollett watched his movements with a calm expression, as if he had already gotten used to the prey's reaction.

He enjoys watching his prey gradually give up.

"I told you a long time ago, the less struggle, the less pain." He said.

After Smollett finished speaking, the passengers controlled by him pointed their guns at Zhang Jue again.

Facing their encirclement and suppression, Zhang Jue was unafraid. He flicked his own blood from the long knife, licked his lips, and looked into the opponent's eyes.

"Sorry, I'm not in the habit of sitting still."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Smollett.

This time, he chose to attack head-on.

Zhang Jue activated the terror projection and concentration abilities at the same time to ensure that Smollett would not escape.

Even Abel, whose anger was exploding, couldn't resist this move, so he could only stay where he was, and Smollett was no exception.

Zhang Jue's knife pierced his heart again.

This time it was a direct confrontation, and Zhang Jue kept staring into Smollett's eyes without letting go for a moment.

……

"How many times do I have to say it before you understand that the huge gap in strength cannot be bridged by tactics."

Smollett's voice came from ahead.

Zhang Jue took a closer look, and at some point, the opponent moved back one meter, and it was this distance of one meter that prevented his knife from stabbing the opponent.

Everything that happened just now seemed to be his hallucination.

Are you really hallucinating?

Just like when I met 3844?

Zhang Jue looked at the passengers around him and denied his guess.

They are real people, not imaginary ones.

After ruling out all impossibilities, there is only one explanation.

"I see."

Zhang Jue put away his long knife and looked at the blond man in front of him.

"You, are a reality bender."

……

Reality Benders, also known as Type Greens, are the SCP Foundation's collective designation for a class of individuals with a high Hume index.

They can create reality distortions by depressing the stability of the surrounding reality, change and manipulate the surrounding reality according to their own will, and they are a very dangerous type of SCP.

According to the degree of threat and difficulty of containment, the SCP Foundation divides reality benders into 6 levels.

Low-level reality benders can use their thoughts to bend spoons or retrieve objects from a distance, while high-level reality benders can do what they say, and even reshape the entire world with just one thought.

Another little girl sleeping in site 17 - SCP239, she is a level [-] reality bender.

While awake, she can create humans or anomalous objects at will, or turn the entire Site-17 into rag dolls, with little harm.

She was afraid that Dr. Celf would come to kill her, and Dr. Celf actually came to kill her.

The horror of reality benders is evident.

So, are reality benders invincible?

of course not.

In order to contain those reality benders, a doctor named Robert Scranton in the Foundation invented a prop that can effectively suppress their abilities.

The Foundation named this prop after the doctor - Scranton Reality Anchors.

As long as it has it, the Foundation will have the power to fight against even the strongest reality bender.