Rib Flower [Ability]

When a trace of blood stained his finger through the extremely thin steel wire, the person he was holding stopped moving.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air.

Silently, he put the blood-stained steel wire into the watch, carefully put the breathless boy in his arms back into the glass dish, brushed his wide open eyes with his hand, then closed his eyelids, and the veins crawled up. His forehead jumped like an explosion.

The person behind the monitor roared angrily: "Alex! What did you do!?"

Sayero didn't respond, but walked straight towards the door. He paused when he opened the door, his thumb and index finger tightened silently, and snapped the memory chip in his palm in half.

"Ai Ling is dead, he will not be resurrected."

Sayero raised his jaw slightly, and said slowly, word by word.

"There will be no second Ai Ling in this world. If Cia needs a partner who can fight side by side with me, then there is no one other than the child I created with my own hands. Director William, I think... you don't want to be here Losing me in a pinch, isn't it?"

"You want that clone to join the CIA as an agent? It's really not like you to make such a ridiculous request...Alex, are you threatening me?"

"Yes."

"Alex, you...!"

Unexpectedly, the sharp knife sharpened with one hand would cut his own hand, and William was furious.

"Everyone has someone they want to protect at any cost."

"I have it too."

Sayero pushed open the door.The figure left on the screen overlapped with the blood-soaked boy who walked out of the gate of the devil training camp in William's impression, and then separated in an instant.

They are not the same anymore.

William looked at the monitor terminal, picked up the chess piece in his hand with a sullen expression, and turned it around on the table.The chess spun several times quickly, and fell off the table with a grunt.

Towards dawn, the torrential rain that had lasted all night finally stopped.

In front of a terminal of the intelligence team, Sayero was wearing a holographic sensor, his eyes fixed on the blurry figure in the city surveillance video, his eyes were as dark as a dry dead sea.

"Did you find the guy who escaped from here?"

Chavez couldn't help but ask.

Sayero stood here and watched that video over and over again. He had already watched it once, and it was only a few minutes of video. It has been almost half an hour.Anyone can judge that the video was obviously tampered with, and the content after it was cut off artificially, and the clone who committed suicide was taken away.

They also went to the factory with Sayero, dispatched the FBI to block all traffic exits, and used the most advanced trackers, while Sayero personally carried out a carpet search with a helicopter. He swore that even encircling terrorists would not be so Great battle, but still failed to find the whereabouts of the clone.

After returning, the legendary figure has been staying in the video.Chavez looked worriedly at Sayero's stone-like motionless figure.He had never seen Sayaka like this.

It's like losing your soul.

Does that replica of Ai Ling really hold as much importance in his heart as Ai Ling?

He walked over and patted Sayero on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

And Sayero couldn't hear anything at the moment.

He was deeply trapped in the illusory space created by the holographic image, prostrated himself on the ground, brushed his hand over the face of the dying young man in the rain, but what he touched was a piece of air.

Something in the heart shattered like glass.

He couldn't really hold his little Eve in his arms, he could only watch him swallow shards of glass, call his name desperately when he was dying, and cough up bright red blood foam from his mouth.

Those star-like eyes looked up at him through the barrier of space, as if they had endless words to confide.

But he couldn't say anything, except for a word that came out of his lips.

I love you...brother.

"Here I am, Helo...I'm here...I'm here..."

Chavez was shocked to see this sturdy man lying on the ground, one hand clenched into a fist in a hugging gesture, the other hand was groping wildly on the floor, his knuckles were stretched blue, and his blond hair was disheveled. I couldn't help but see the extremely handsome face, only the blue veins on the side of the neck could be seen.

When he walked over, he saw the mottled water droplets on the ground.

He is crying.

Then he saw in horror the face beneath the blond hair.

It was the face of a desperate trapped animal.

Even after Ai Ling's death, during the most decadent period of this man, he had never seen him in such a state of embarrassment.incredible.

"Alex!"

Chavez was so scared that he knelt down to help him up, took off the sensor, and punched him hard.

"Are you going to drive yourself crazy? Be fucking normal to me! This look really doesn't look like you! The next task is related to the fate of the entire United States and the world, you have to hold us up!"

"Are you worthy of your honor and those who died, Alex, don't forget your captain's rank, you are a soldier, an agent, and a machine to defend the country!"

He roared disregarding his image.

The man knocked to the ground by his punch was only a little more awake now, his slack eyes slowly regained focus, and the dead sea-like dark eyes gradually regained the light of a living person.

Sayero stood up from the ground, his stiff fingers still maintained a grasping posture.

"Look... there is something wrong with the surveillance video."

shouted an investigator.They looked at the terminal in response, and the screen flashed rapidly, and a strange icon suddenly appeared, which was a huge neo-Nazi logo.

Chavez suddenly changed color: "It's a virus! Someone hacked in! Quickly activate the defense system!"

A few seconds later, the virus was blocked, and a pale face appeared on the screen.

Sayero's body shook violently.

After adjusting the camera above, Isaiah stared down at the unconscious young man in the medical cabin, his fingers lingeringly gliding over his brows and eyes, and brushing over his bloodless lips.

"I said I would relive your nightmare, Sayero."

Sayero saw the one-eyed man behind the camera staring at him with a morbid smile.

"Now I take this sentence back. I will pamper him well for you. As for the password to activate the negative energy source, I already know it. This time, you have lost completely, great heroes."

Isaiah leaned down and kissed the man in the medical bay on the lips.Sayero found that Helo hooked the opponent's neck like sleepwalking, which was a dependent action that he only had when facing him.And Herlo closed his eyes at this moment, not knowing who was hugging him now, like a hibernating animal.

Sayero stared at the screen, feeling a sharp pain like a tearing nerve.

"His body has been completely developed by you...Sayero, but from now on, he will only remember the feeling of being possessed by me, just like Ai Ling, who will only bear the pain I bestow on him until he dies."

"You really want to kill me, don't you? Come on, come to me and take him away. I know you will come where I'm going, but I just hope this video won't affect your actions."

Chavez showed an expression of disbelief and disgust, and heard the horrible sound of bones cracking from the fists of the person next to him.He looked at Sayero, and found that dense bloodshots emerged from the back of the opponent's hand, and his expression was distorted like a ghost.Chavez walked up to help him with concern, Sayero's body shook, and he took out a box of injections from his suit and stuck it into the tight and protruding blood vessels in his neck.

"What's wrong with you, Sayero?"

Sayero did not say a word, and searched for the source of the virus on the terminal - the IP address was indeed displayed in Egypt.

"Notify Delta Force, let's go now."