Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

The experimental subject "Lucifer" in the embryonic stage looks weird, while the experimental subject "Cain" is more like an ordinary normal person.

Logically speaking, such extremely threatening hostile experimental subjects should have been eliminated as soon as possible. However, Wesley did not find the relevant program to control the culture chamber on the computer, which made Wesley feel headache.

I'm just an ordinary bad old man, and if I'm asked to play with high technology, isn't this making things difficult for me? !

The copying speed of data is still very fast. After all the data here are copied to the microcomputer on Wesley's Hidden Blade, Wesley retracts the data cable and closes the back armor of the Hidden Blade.

But the training cabin in front of him gave Wesley a hard time.

Just shoot and blow up? Except for the name of the experimental subject "Judas", these three cultivation chambers are only slightly more famous. The names of the other two can make people in Europe and the United States tremble. The information on the computer may just be the experimental subject with such a name. The tip of the iceberg of their capabilities.

Who knows if "Lucifer" who is still in the embryonic stage can summon some demon or something, let alone "Cain", the father of darkness, the ancestor of vampires, maybe his head can be pulled off and a new one will grow instantly. His body was one that Tang Wei would envy even when he saw it!

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, the wind is blowing hard!

Wesley turned around and was about to leave, but just as he was about to leave, there was a gentle knocking sound from behind!

Wesley's hair stood on end for a moment. He quickly turned his head and saw that the experimental subject codenamed "Cain" had opened his eyes and was tapping the wall of the culture chamber with a blank look on his face. The pipe blocked his mouth, making it impossible for him to speak. The experimental subject frowned in a very humane manner, and his ignorant eyes seemed to be asking for something, or asking for help?

Wesley froze on the spot with a confused look on his face. Why did this experimental subject with the name of the ancestor of vampires not look very smart?

Wesley backed away slowly, the Assassin blood began to take effect, and the heartbeat became louder and louder. He was ready to run away at any time. Although the experimental subject in front of him did not look very smart, he must not let down his guard!

"Cain" saw that Wesley had no intention of letting him out, so he seemed a little anxious. He slapped the glass of the culture cabin and kept pointing downwards, as if to tell Wesley that the control button was below. But Wesley remained unmoved and had already retreated to the door of the room.

"Cain" frowned, and then, it strangely decomposed on the spot, and the nutrient solution in the culture cabin also turned bright red.

A living person melting like this? Is this nutrient solution or concentrated sulfuric acid? !

However, the next second, the glass of the culture cabin made bursts of shattering sounds. Cracks like spider webs spread all over the glass at an extremely fast speed. After that, there was a "click" and the entire glass was completely intact. The whole thing was unloaded, the dark green nutrient solution flowed all over the floor, and there was blood-red mist in the air.

The mist held the glass, and awkwardly put the glass back into its original position in the culture chamber, and then slowly condensed into the shape of "Cain".

"Hello... are you a staff member here? It seems... I haven't eaten for a while..." "Cain" said stumblingly, talking and gesticulating.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the glass of the culture cabin shattered all over the floor.

The old man and the young man looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. "Cain" clearly looked like he was in his 20s, but he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong and made small movements with his hands behind his back nervously.

Wesley opened his mouth and said with some surprise: "You...you can speak?"

"Yes, because I am a human being, uncle said, and everyone can talk." "Cain" said sincerely, and then suddenly realized, "Are you the new uncle? Has Uncle Anthony also traveled far away?"

Hearing "Cain" speak like a child, Wesley couldn't stand it. He was hesitating what to say, but "Cain" looked at the corpses scattered on the side, his expression a little indifferent, not at all like the first time he encountered such a situation.

"You...don't you ask what happened here?" Wesley said hesitantly.

"My uncles have all gone on a long journey. As soon as they go away, they will not give me red water to drink, and they will leave part of their bodies. Uncle Anthony told me that it was my brothers who sent my uncles away. "Cain" pursed his lips and hung his head in disappointment, "I don't have a father, and my uncles often leave. I didn't expect Uncle Anthony to also..."

Wesley looked silently at the young man in front of him who had a childlike mind. These "Black Cross" researchers didn't seem to instill in him the thinking of a normal person, or perhaps the experimental subject in front of him simply couldn't understand what it meant. die.

When he thought that Father Anthony might be closely related to this experimental subject, and that he was the one who killed Anthony, Wesley suddenly felt bad and was ready to excuse himself and leave quickly.

"Actually, I understand without my uncles having to tell me."

"Cain's" voice calmed down, he looked at Wesley and pursed his lips.

"The uncles are all 'dead'. Uncle Anthony is the uncle you killed. I am not a human either. I am a monster, a monster they are afraid of."

"My uncles would do various experiments on me every day, hit me with iron pieces, and then record some things...Obviously in their memories, other children's lives were not like this."

"I don't know what I did wrong... I really want to see the outside world..."

"Cain", in tears?

I saw the tall man in front of me, who was about 140 meters tall, squatting on the ground and wiping the tears that kept flowing out of his face, crying like a -pound baby.

"I...I really want to have a father..."

Wesley frowned, and most of the doubts in his heart were gone.

The "giant baby" in front of him had no reason to lie to himself. Because of the strange "blood mist" in his hand, it should be very difficult for him to get rid of his pursuit. There was no need for him to pretend to be like a child and chat with him.

"Child...what's your name?"

Wesley spoke slowly, already trusting the young man in front of him somewhat, although his right hand was still firmly on the handle of the Magnum revolver at his waist.

"My name is Cain... However, my uncles usually call me 'Dracula'." "Cain" was stunned and looked up at Wesley.

"You... don't hate me?" Wesley said hesitantly, "You should have the ability to read minds. As you said, your Uncle Anthony died at my hands."

"I don't understand what hatred is." "Cain" shook his head, "Besides, I'm just a monster. Monsters shouldn't have emotions."

"You... are just an ordinary life, just like me." Wesley said, seeming to be brave, he walked towards "Cain". "Ottoberg... gave you great power, but he didn't treat you as real 'human beings'."

"Neither 'Cain' nor 'Dracula' are ordinary names."

"Cain" looked at Wesley blankly, and there seemed to be light in his eyes. No one had ever said such a thing to him, and even if they said it on the surface, it was definitely not what they were thinking. And Wesley, even though he knew "Cain" could read minds, he still said this.

Because he really thinks so.

To create a villain, all you need to do is give him a miserable childhood.

To create a hero, perhaps, you only need to give him a miserable childhood, and then, in the darkness, give him a ray of light.