Between life and death [unlimited]

Si Yufeng's memory as "Scott" is almost full of school learning, social etiquette, and family inheritance, etc., which are rich and colorful, but they are useless to him when he was young.

The only things that can bring him some comfort in these boring lives are:

Looking forward to the Spring Festival every year in February, because he can justifiably go to different islands with his family for a relaxing vacation; and looking forward to going to school every day.

Don't get me wrong though, it's not because Scott loves learning so much, he hated class in his childhood like any other kid - and the real reason he looks forward to going to school every day is because it's the only way he can get away from his father. Discipline, and then wait until the end of each class that he is most looking forward to.

Only then could he truly enjoy his childhood with Diack and play freely.

As a nursery rhyme spread on the Baltic Sea goes: "The children run around, and then they can enjoy the summer to their heart's content, and their legs are full of running."

And the days full of sunshine and laughter with Diack Tornatore before going to middle school were also the happiest time in Scott's short life.

Although Mr. Felton will only be strict with his own children, and usually (in Scott's view) treat little Tonatore more like his own son with tolerance, but this does not prevent Scott and Diack from Become close friends - although they were still primary school students did not quite understand the meaning of this term, but as long as they had fun together, even if they got angry, they would quickly reconcile. Isn't that enough?

Now, after many years, Si Yufeng, who only has the memories of the previous 20 years of life, experienced the sudden collapse of the family he relied on for survival, was forced to join a fraud group, and could not bear to end his life (the way Si Yufeng entered the living space is Suicide) and other series of events, he still remembers his friend who unfortunately disappeared in childhood.

So when he returned to this Felton Castle that had been with him for more than ten years, he was a little surprised but soon relieved, and immediately understood why his impression of others was very vague. The most memorable place is the ancient bronze mirror at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

Because it was the place where his good friend Diack disappeared, and it was also the turning point of his later life——

Where all nightmares begin.

And now this ancient bronze mirror that seems to be able to accommodate everything in the world, under the bright light turned on in the corridor, the figures of those standing in the corridor on the third floor at the moment are like clones, all of them are reflected on the mirror without falling to the ground superior.

Among them, the little boy with fluffy light brown hair and big blinking eyes, who looked very cute and cute, didn't concentrate on listening to his father talking to the elders who remembered faces but couldn't match their names.

He was just a little bored, distracted to look at the mirror at the end of the corridor-this is a habit he has developed since his little friend Diack Tornatore disappeared-he saw in the mirror His father, mother, Cousin Vicky, and everyone else were shown from the back, and he himself was seen from the front.

"Here...is it the place where you mentioned in your letter that Diack's child disappeared?"

Upon hearing this, Scott raised his head and looked at the man he should be called "Second Uncle". The Second Uncle spoke very pure Chinese just now.

"Yes, it's here. My wife and I took Scott out to a banquet that day, but when we came back, we heard from the servants that Diack disappeared here." Mr. Felton also briefly described in authentic Chinese Let's talk about this unpleasant thing.

Then he also expressed his regrets with real feelings: "After that, none of us could find him. Here, the nearby group, and the entire Q country were almost searched by us. Poor Diack, He is the last remaining blood of the Tornatore family, and yet he suffered the same misfortune as his father."

In fact, Scott doesn't like his father's assertion that "Diack is dead"-maybe this is true, but Diack's body has never been found, which means he can still die. He is also alive, right? However, Scott did not dare to refute his strict father, so he had to stand aside obediently and continue to quietly escape from reality and free his own thinking and consciousness.

There were less than ten distant relatives who came to Felton Castle as guests this time. According to Felton, Scott heard that these people were also old friends who helped him manage the industry in country D.Although everyone's surnames may be the same or different, but this group of people must have one thing in common, that is, they came to foreign countries later than the Felton family, and even the relatives in the family are not particularly closely related by blood.

And in the view of the observant Scott, these "uncles and aunts" all have a special similarity - not that they all like to wear the kind of "upstarts" (there is no derogatory meaning, just a metaphor) It will make people feel that they are very rich) style exaggerated clothes, but when they heard about "Diack disappearing", the rich faces with a lot of fat on the jaw line revealed Shock and astonishment that didn't take their minds off.

"My God! It's really pitiful!"

A middle-aged woman whom Scott should call "aunt" covered her lips with her ring-covered right hand with an exaggerated expression: "By the way, I also heard that the little boy was found by you Was it sent to a social welfare institution before?"

"Yes, when I found Diack, his physical condition was not very good." Mr. Felton recalled, and suddenly said with a smile: "But after he was adopted by me, everything went well." It got better and even later Diack was healthier than my Scott."

The obese aunt glanced at the thin Scott, and said with a smack: "This kid does look a little too thin." Then she asked: "Don't you all call each other Chinese names at home?" Scott or something, doesn’t it feel weird to always call your family members by English names? It’s as if you are those white people..."

Sensitive Scott could immediately hear the aunt's tone of distaste (or sarcasm in Chinese).

"I'm sorry, we didn't give the child a Chinese name when he was born." Scott's mother, a gentle and pleasant Chinese woman who has also lived abroad for several generations, spoke Chinese that she is not very proficient in. He explained in a soft tone: "Scott was born in Country Q, and we were the only ones here at the time, so after he was born, we sent him to the church to be baptized."

Then the mum, who still maintains a girlish figure, added: "If you're not used to it, you can call him by his own name - Eve (Scott is his Christian name)."

After hearing this explanation, the aunt actually raised her eyebrows—obviously, she didn't understand the almost Westernized thinking of this group of Chinese descendants.

Then, before she could say anything, Mr. Felton came out again to save the embarrassing situation before him.

"Since everyone has finished their dinner just now, why don't I ask the servants to take you to your own room to rest first?"

He still had that polite look, as if he didn't hear the question from the relative just now: "I'll go find some more cars tomorrow morning, and invite you to visit the vicinity of this manor together."

But when the aunt heard Felton's words, she said in a "reasonable" and straightforward way: "Well, let's go back and rest quickly." After that, she dragged her husband and walked at a constant pace. (But it can also be seen that this is a deliberate result) walked up the stairs quickly.

Felton, who had been standing behind them, seemed to think of something after seeing the behavior of this "cousin".So he waited for everyone to leave before waving to a "servant" standing silently beside him.

After the tall servant approached, he just said in a low voice: "...Listen, go and help me tell those boys, tell them to concentrate tonight, and give me some energy when patrolling..."

He looked out of the window that had already started to darken, and said to his personal bodyguard: "I'm afraid there will be a 'war' tonight."

In the end, even Felton left here, and the lively corridor on the third floor, which was originally full of people, returned to its usual silence.

"Such a few people... dare to destroy your family?"

At this moment, Zhang Jian, who was hiding on the beam (with the help of Jiang Li), peeped at the scene below him, and said to Si Yufeng in a low voice: "But in my opinion, your so-called 'aunt' is nothing Shancha... At such an age, she is sharp-tongued and ruthless in her words, and when your father mentioned that she was going out tomorrow morning, she was obviously sneaky and full of thoughts. "

Today is the night in Si Yufeng's memory that his family was destroyed.So the three of them came to Felton Castle early, and just happened to hear the complete conversation between Felton and those "superficial relatives".

Perhaps due to the long history, Si Yufeng himself couldn't remember whether the real culprits were these relatives and guests from far away, or someone else.

But no matter what, the three players can also see that this group of cousins ​​is definitely hiding "evil intentions" - after all, the aunt's movements and expressions are a little too obvious - but as the "old fox" Felton The husband should have noticed it a long time ago, that's why he told his subordinates about the arrangement just now.

Now the guests in Felton Castle are mainly divided into two groups: players from different worlds who were actively invited by Mr. Felton (including some servant characters), and those who are not related to the Felton family The distant "relatives" who.

According to common sense, players who have no direct interest relationship with the Felton family should not take the initiative to participate in this upcoming "family tragedy". Only Si Yufeng and his two friends would intervene if they have vital interests in mind;

Therefore, according to the current situation, it seems that those distant relatives who do not seem to be threatening are more likely to promote the next "destroying the door" incident.

At the same time, Jiang Li still thought of another thing in his mind: Although these distant relatives did not seem to be in any danger, and they did not carry any dangerous items with them, this did not hinder their possibility of cooperating with others. .

Just when he was about to share his thoughts with Si Yufeng, Si Yufeng happened to look at Jiang Xun at this moment—then the eyes of the two met in mid-air, even though Si Yufeng was still It was that completely unfamiliar man's face, but Jiang Xun still felt as if he was suddenly soaked in a pool of warm water.

Only Si Yufeng's eyes, this kind of eyes that are completely non-aggressive, although as gentle as a ray of spring breeze, can also make Jiang Lai feel the touch of a hurricane.

"Jiang Xun, what do you want to say?" Si Yufeng also noticed the flickering in Jiang Xun's eyes, so he took the initiative to ask, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Jiang Lai was stunned for a rare moment, but he still reacted quickly, nodded and said: "You and Zhang Jian continue here, I will go out to check the situation." He was still worried that there would be other unknown helpers in the dark.

For Si Yufeng, who has experienced these times, the destruction of the Felton family is something that will definitely happen next——Jiang Xun doesn't know if he can compete with time, but he just wants to try, for Si Yufeng was also for himself.

In fact, Jiang Xun also felt very strange about his own changes. He didn't know why, but now he wanted to pay more and more attention to Si Yufeng's inner thoughts-it was completely different from the previous stage when the two of them were suspicious of each other. Jiang Xun wanted to know Si Yufeng did it more for himself, but now he wants to get to know him more.

This kind of subtle change that I don't know when it sprouted is like plant seedlings that appear after the rain. The part above the soil may still look fragile and small, but in fact their underground rhizomes are very developed and firmly rooted. In Jiang Xun's heart.

After Jiang Lai left Si Yufeng and the others from Felton Castle, he first walked around the huge manor carefully.However, except for the bodyguards Felton strengthened security, he didn't see any suspicious people, and it could even be said that he didn't see any other figures.

Could it be that his guess just now was wrong?Those distant relatives did not collude with outsiders?

The bodyguards hired by Mr. Felton are tall and strong, and they don’t look easy to deal with—Jiang Lai suspects that they may be some powerful mercenaries in the world—the entire Felton Manor They are all guarded tightly by them like iron buckets.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any problems with such a strong security measure, but the crisis warning that hasn't been seen for a long time is getting more and more intense in Jiang Xun's heart.

He didn't question the accuracy of his hunch. After all, Jiang Xun was not as suspicious as Si Yufeng, and every time Jiang Xun felt this feeling before, those crises finally came true in reality.

Now Jiang Lai's heart also seemed to feel the tranquility before the storm, it suddenly started beating violently, as crazy as if it wanted to rush out of the body at any time.

Jiang Lai knew that he could no longer sit still like this. He knew that he had better go back to the castle and gather those who wanted to protect together. Even if Mr. Felton might misunderstand him, he couldn't help it— — If he wanted to take down the Feltons, this simple "brutal" method was definitely the most effective.

However, on the way back when Jiang Lai was rushing back, he, who was a former professional assassin, seemed to feel something in the dark.

Although there were no dark clouds to cover the moonlight that night, everything was already illuminated, and there was nothing abnormal in Jiang Lai's gaze, even the night wind tonight was extremely gentle.

But his surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that Jiang Lai's ears could not hear anything except the sound of his footsteps.

The entire huge manor can hear any insects and birds that can be heard in the past - you must know that these inconspicuous little guys are the most sensitive environmental sensors in nature, and they can predict the arrival of crisis faster than humans .

A huge chill climbed up Jiang Shang's spine to the cerebral cortex in an instant, and the highest level of crisis warning also exploded in his brain like fireworks.

Jiang Li went crazy, and ran towards the castle not far away at the fastest speed in his life, but he still felt a little terrified that he was running too slowly——

Because the castle that hides countless secrets is in front of his eyes, and he doesn't know who is lighting it up.

This majestic and majestic castle is brightly lit at this time.

……

By the time Jiang Lai rushed in from the outside, it was already too late.

The group of black-clothed figures suddenly appeared, which made Jiang Xun feel somewhat familiar, like the eye of a hurricane, instantly sweeping across the castle where the player, Felton's family and guests were.

People in black were fully armed and well-trained poured into the interior of Felton Manor—whether it was the garden in front of the castle, or the dining room, kitchen or bathroom inside the castle, these uniformly dressed people in black were like actors in movies. In the same way, they appeared densely in every place in the castle where there might be human beings—they moved so quickly that they seemed like divine soldiers descending from the sky. It took only a few seconds before the defense line of the bodyguards outside was destroyed. They broke through in an instant, and this large castle was completely occupied by them.

And this way of immediately controlling the current situation with thunderous wrists and lightning speed also awakened a name that Jiang Li tried hard to forget, but the result was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

——Predator

That is, the International Organization of Professional Assassins that Jiang Shui once belonged to.

Now, Jiang Lai finally knew where the fear in his heart came from—after all, it was the "Predator" who came here, and probably only they could do this.

No one can stop such an all-conquering and invincible organization, and there has never been any precedent for successfully rescuing a target at their gunpoint.

Even Jiang Lai, a top killer who once belonged to it, would never be able to do similar things.

Because there are hundreds of existences like Jiang Shui in the organization, and the success rate of their missions has always been [-]%—maybe there is also the possibility of a certain mission failing (like the time Jiang Shui gave his life), But as long as the Predator takes over the task, he will continue to send out killers, and will responsibly track down this business to the end.

And those killers who were sent out were like the gods of death who followed closely, they would always entangle their mission targets, and they would not return to the organization until the death of the target person was finally confirmed, and then waited for the next mission to be carried out.

Jiang Lai looked at his former "comrades" occupying the first floor in front of him, and never felt so powerless as at this moment.

They were like a muddy swamp, entangled his feet so tightly that he couldn't move at all, he could only feel the whole process slowly and painfully.

But as a high-pitched female voice screamed from upstairs, Jiang Xun seemed to be suddenly awakened with a strong desire to win, and he suddenly remembered——

Si Yufeng and Zhang Jian should still be on the third floor!

Jiang Lai didn't care to hide himself at this time, he could only continue to rush to the third floor at a crazy speed like before, no matter what he encountered on the way, he never stopped, and only the memories of his friends remained in his mind life.

But when he arrived at the corner of the stairs on the third floor, he still couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart at the sight in front of him.

A woman in a white cheongsam has fallen in a pool of blood in the corridor. Although Jiang Xun couldn't see her appearance clearly, he already had the answer in his heart—she should be the "mother" that Si Yufeng called out in his nightmare .

There is no time left for Jiang Lu to think too much now—he used his ultra-clear eyesight to watch the burly man standing in the corridor, holding a machete with complicated patterns, step by step, like a demon coming out of hell The same slowly approached the little boy who was almost pushed to the end and had just lost his mother.

Scott, who had never seen such a bloody scene and was terrified, recalled his mother's warnings before he was alive. The direction ran hard.

But he also knew that the murderer who killed his mother should be following closely behind him, but at this moment, Scott, who was full of tears, was like a weak lamb waiting to be fed. I didn't even have the courage to look back at the murderer.

After killing Mrs. Felton, the murderer seemed not in a hurry to kill Scott, who was less than a meter away from him—or perhaps because of some perverted habit, he might be enjoying the torture happily Fun for the Felton family.

However, as long as there is a road, there will always be an end.

Scott, who was so frightened that he couldn't be more frightened, quickly ran to the ancient bronze mirror. This fragile lamb who had nowhere to escape seemed to finally feel the fear of imminent death. Sitting limply on the ground, he closed his eyes in despair.

As a member of the glorious Felton family, the only thing he can do now is to face what is going to happen calmly, just like his father once told him.

"Scott, you start by remembering you're a gentleman—after that, you're a kid."

But tears kept rolling down his face from the corners of his eyes.

This little boy who has only been in the world for only a short ten years, no matter how mature and well-behaved he is usually, but like other children, he is full of fear for the coming end of life.

Just when Scott closed his eyes and was about to die in pain like his mother, the scythe of death did not fall for a long time, and soon there was a sound of a person falling heavily and making a "boom" on the floor.

So this gentlemanly little boy quietly opened one of his eyes——

The tall murderer was also lying in a pool of blood like his mother, and his body was still twitching in pain.

And the one who changed the whole situation with his own power was a boy who stood expressionlessly next to the corpse, but whose appearance was as handsome as an iceberg.

The hazy moonlight reflected from the bronze mirror onto the boy's face, which made him look like the savior described in the Bible.

And he did appear in front of Scott, who had no hope of survival, like a god who descended suddenly.

the other side.

When Jiang Lai saw the murderer approaching Scott just now, he planned to save the young Si Yufeng.

But before he reached the end of the corridor, the iceberg-like boy also broke into his sight unexpectedly, and there was only one reason why Jiang Shou didn't act again afterwards.

That is, he has exactly the same face as the boy.

Scott, who was still tear-stained at the moment, did not dare to make any sound.

He was afraid that even the slightest breath might break the illusion in front of him—and this young man exuding an aura of not approaching strangers all over his body seemed to be as cold as ten thousand years of ice, so it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

This is the first meeting between the young Si Yufeng and the young Jiang Shang.

But no one knows,

In the future, they will meet again.

The author has something to say: the first and last prize-winning question asked by the author in this book appeared~

I would like to ask: Why did the young Jiang Xun kill the murderer?

Absolutely rely on brainstorming, after all, the plot has not been fully written (but the details are almost laid out) Welcome to the positive answers of the little angels~!

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感谢在2020-10-2900:55:18~2020-10-3001:50:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Hoshino Nana; 6 bottles of Junxie; 5 bottles of falling in love with the white fur fox;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!