Marvel Celestial Master

"knock knock"

A knock on the door echoed in the empty corridor.

I don't know if it was because the seventh floor was an administrative floor. Walking along the corridor, Luo Xia didn't see a single person.

He knocked on the door a few more times, and the sound echoed.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked." A slightly majestic voice came belatedly from the room.

Rorschach took out the pistol from his waist, slowly installed the silencer, and then opened the door and entered.

The office is decorated in a modern and simple style, with light yellow wooden floors and an ordinary long strip of LED lights above the head. The light is strangely pale.

It was clearly daytime, but the curtains behind the desk were tightly drawn.

On the sofa leaning against the wall, there was an old man with gray hair sitting on it, well-dressed and energetic.

Seeing Rorschach walking into the room, the old man picked up the handkerchief on the glass table and slowly wiped his hands, motioning for him to sit down opposite.

"I know what questions you want to ask me, Mr. Rorschach from the Special Department." The old man's face was calm, as if he hadn't seen the pistol in his hand.

Interesting...it seems that the dean knows a lot of relevant information...

Rorschach calmly sat down opposite him and slapped the pistol on the glass table. The high-energy plastic gun handle made a muffled sound when it came into contact with the table.

He leaned forward slightly and sat half-assed on the sofa, with a cold look on his face.

All body movements are to increase pressure. This set of techniques was learned from Coulson.

quite effective.

"Tell me the information you know, Mr. Dean." Rorschach said coldly.

The old man looked at him with a strange look, with a little ridicule on his face: "Believe me, you don't want to know this information. Maybe, before coming here, you should ask your superiors for instructions in advance."

Luo Xia looked at the old man's face. He didn't move for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

The old man sneered, leaned back, took out an iron box from his pocket, took out a cigar and lit it.

He was not afraid of the young man in front of him at all, even though he was holding a silenced pistol in his hand.

No matter how powerful the people in these special departments are, they must abide by the established rules of their profession.

Without instructions from his superiors, he would never dare to shoot.

However, the power behind him is completely enough to make his superiors throw a tantrum.

It's even possible that his superior is one of his own!

"What you said makes sense, but I won't listen." Luo Xia looked indifferent.

Then, the old man was horrified to find that the young man opposite him instantly raised the pistol on the table.

"puff!"

After the weak gun flame, the bullet came out of the gun at high speed, accurately hit the old man's thigh, and exploded into a cloud of blood.

The sound of the gunshot was muted by the silencer, leaving only a strange sound.

"Ahhhhhh!! My legs! My legs!" The old man's suppressed screams echoed in the room, and his originally calm face was full of disbelief.

He had no idea that the young man in front of him was different from the field officers of the special department he had come into contact with before.

He seemed to have no scruples and no regard for the consequences.

This person is crazy!

He will kill me, he will definitely kill me... The old man was filled with fear.

"At the same time, I also give you a suggestion, Mr. Dean. That is, you'd better not try to challenge my patience..." Rorschach blew the muzzle of the gun and blew away the smoke. Dispersed.

There was no expression on the gentle and jade-like face, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

He didn't want to use violence, but now there wasn't much time left for Emily.

He promised Old Hammer that he would protect his daughter.

The thing Rorschach hated most in his life was breaking his promise.

"You can't kill me. Your department has no authority to let you do this. You will regret it! You will definitely regret it!" The old man covered his thigh with a ferocious expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a non-staff member. I won't and don't need to obey anyone's orders." Rorschach raised his silenced pistol, pointed it at the old man's other leg, and fired another shot.

Blood flowers bloomed, and bright red blood gushed out like spring water, dyeing the expensive and exquisite custom-made suits red.

"This shot should have interrupted the aorta in your leg. According to the current amount of bleeding, if you don't receive treatment, you will have at most 3 minutes left to live." Rorschach put down the silenced USP in his hand and took out a cigarette case from his pocket Take out a cigarette.

"Clap!"

The metal flip-top lighter shook, the flint rubbed, and orange flames rose, lighting the flue-cured tobacco.

Rorschach sat on the sofa and stared at the dean in front of him indifferently. His face did not waver at all, he was just smoking.

This was the first time that he broke the rule he set - no killing!

He was even ready to watch this old man die.

This world is so messed up!

Whether they are superheroes or ordinary people, they are just parts of the entire society. Under the rolling torrent, no one can be immune.

If you stick to the so-called bottom line, it will only kill more people.

"Save me! Save me! I know you are here, I know! You must be listening to this conversation, I didn't say anything, save me!" The old man suddenly shouted towards the door, with a ferocious expression on his face, like A desperate beast.

Hearing these words, Luo Xia's face did not waver at all, and he just flicked the cigarette ashes casually.

It would be best if this old man could give you useful information.

If the vampire forces behind him jumped out to rescue him at this moment, that would be acceptable.

Anyway, we can continue to investigate along this line.

"You have 2 minutes left. Pay attention to the time, Mr. Dean." Luo Xia pointed to the quartz clock hanging on the wall indifferently.

The old man's face became paler and paler, and he began to feel coldness in his limbs and his heartbeat was tachy.

As a senior doctor, he knew that he had lost more than [-]% of his blood and was about to enter the decompensation period.

This can lead to shock and even systemic organ failure.

But at this moment, there was no movement outside the door, as if he had been abandoned.

"I said, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything!" The old man pressed the wound on his leg tightly, trying to stop the bleeding.

But bright red blood still poured out, and there was no way to stop the bleeding.

"Save me, you have to save me. If I die, you won't get any information!" The old man looked frightened and his lips turned blue.

Rorschach made no move, just took one last puff of cigarette and stuck the cigarette butt on the table.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand, and a ball of flame emerged from the void.

The flame moved to the old man's wound, pouring into the wound like liquid, burning the ruptured aorta.

"Hmm." Under the severe pain, the old man fell into unconsciousness and his body twitched unconsciously.

Three or four minutes later, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Rorschach, as if he was looking at a devil who came to the world from the depths of hell!

"You can start talking." Rorschach said coldly.

There was hesitation on the old man's face. After struggling for a moment, he finally spoke: "I serve the Pureblood Council of Elders. This hospital is an important granary for the purebloods. They call it the No. [-] Blood Station!"

"And the person behind me is the Great Elder of the Pure Blood Council, Gao Tiannu..."