Chapter 46 I Predicted Your Prediction

My name is Pers, the second son of a commoner family from a remote country.

Unlike my high-profile older brother and my much-loved younger brother, as the second son, I'm in the middle, an awkward position.

I was wearing the clothes that my brother had replaced, and the stationery that my brother had replaced. Even my bed was where my brother once slept.

As for my brother?

After I used it, it was almost the limit of those things, and he could use new ones.

I will not have any dissatisfaction.

At least my parents love me, they didn't abuse me, and they didn't criticize me. They used their abilities to give me the best.

So, I am grateful.

Of course, I'm still looking for a change.

Maybe it's the so-called dream of young people.

I think I deserve a better life.

Also to see what I've heard.

I want to see it for myself.

So, I study hard and leave my country home as much as possible.

After putting in a lot of effort, I finally came to a big city and reached the starting line that children in those cities can get as soon as they are born.

The taste was unpleasant, but the result was delightful.

I am very happy.

Maybe when people are happy and smile, they are lucky.

I am no exception.

A completely hopeless interview, I somehow passed.

It wasn't the position I wanted, but I didn't think much about it at the time.

I became a 'contact'.

With his own 'apartment', a generous salary, and long vacations, everything is so beautiful except that he can't keep a cat.

At least until I met that particular 'masochist',

That's it.

Jason.

That man broke my cognition of 'masochist'.

Before this, I always thought the 'masochist' was scary.

And after getting to know Jason, I realized that the 'masochist' I saw before was almost kindergarten level.

In my hometown slang: they count as dicks.

powerful! calm!

And inexplicably scary!

Especially the latter, every time I see Jason wearing a mask, I panic from the bottom of my heart.

It's like when I was walking at night when I was a child, there was a sudden sound behind me.

But, for the sake of that generous salary, I can live with it.

only……

Why did it become like this!

murder!

riot!

conspiracy!

These things are coming!

I know I can't stay any longer.

must run!

Although the Lothar 11 was a very nice person and even gave me a promotion, I could see that he was precarious.

More than one heir to the 'Hundred Great Families' has died.

One more death, what else?

Everything is like a Pandora's box.

Once opened, it cannot be closed.

Therefore, I plan to leave.

Although it's a bit unrighteous, I'm sorry to the young master of Lothar 11, but I don't want to die inexplicably.

Luckily for me, Beard and Rothrow thought the same thing.

Their relationship with Master Lothar Eleven is much better.

After all, it was a life saver.

It made me feel a lot better and the guilt a little less.

We embarked on the journey of departure together.

But just now, they suddenly told me that they were willing to act as bait, just to repay.

You said earlier!

I really want to leave!

Lothar 11 did not save my life!

I also want to go back to the countryside to raise cats for a day!

And my little fairy!

It leaves me, how to live?

After saying 'of course', Pers began to review his life like a 'carousel' in front of his eyes.

Before meeting Jason, he was quite plain, just an ordinary person.

Best luck.

After meeting Jason?

hmmmm...

Magnificent?

Not counting.

Every time they looked at each other, Jason's calm eyes had already clearly told him what a habit was.

Therefore, he cannot call it magnificent.

At most it's terrifying.

Appropriate for him.

If there are any lessons?

That is, at any time, don't "suffer your face"!

If you give him a chance to come back?

He would stay in the country honestly and not go anywhere.

And now?

He looked at the two cars that were getting closer and closer to them, holding back tears.

These two cars had already followed them when the young master of Lothar 11 declared war on the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Although he didn't know which family they belonged to, he knew exactly why they came.

After following this for so long, can't you finally take it anymore?

If I surrender now, will it be too late?

Pells thought wildly in his mind.

One of the two cars had caught up with the rear of the car he was in.

boom!

After a solid bump, Perce's head slammed into the front desk chair.

Suddenly, dizzy.

But even so, the 'contact' saw that another car had passed them.

Flank!

There is no doubt that the other party wants to force them to stop.

Then rely on the advantage of the number of people to complete the complete suppression.

Resisting the dizziness, Perce reached for the gun.

At this time, it is impossible to capture without hand.

This 'contact' is about to give it a shot.

Then--

boom!

He slammed into the front seat again, and then, there were several consecutive collisions.

This time, he touched seven halo and eight elements.

brake?

Why does Beard have to brake?

Even if the two tracking cars can be caught off guard at first.

But immediately you will fall into a more passive situation!

He thought about it almost subconsciously, and saw Roslow, who had been sitting honestly in the co-pilot position, suddenly leaned out, and he didn't know when there was an extra submachine gun in the other's hand.

Da da da!

Muzzle blaze spews.

Searing shells splattered in the back row.

Several bullet casings landed on his face.

cauterize.

pain.

Not dreaming.

Pells almost stared blankly at Rosslow who claimed to be a 'doctor', pulling the trigger frantically at this time.

Before that, he had no doubts about Roslow's identity as a 'doctor'.

But now?

"Fxxk!"

"Bitch, try this!"

"Bastards, go to Daddy's crotch!"

Hearing those words, Pers raised a question mark in his heart.

Whose doctor is like this?

Shouldn't doctors be gentle and polite?

The doctor who is shooting frantically with a submachine gun, how about a liar?

But then something happened that made Pells even more stunned.

While pulling the trigger, Rosslow picked up a bag in the back row and handed it to Beard.

The bag was placed at Pells' feet with his luggage.

Pells simply thought it was Beard's or Rosslow's luggage.

Then, Pells saw the grenade gun taken out from the 'luggage wear'.

Snapped!

The car's strong windshield was smashed by Beard's punch.

The muzzle of the grenade gun was aimed at the rushing car in front.

The other party obviously saw the grenade gun, and immediately turned the steering wheel, but it was over.

boom!

boom!

After a black arc, it was a flame that exploded.

The car that was eagerly turning the steering wheel caught fire and rolled to the side.

hum!

Beard stepped on the accelerator, the car started again, and Pells was pushed into the rear seat, and he turned his head to look back.

Next to the burning car, a car that was beaten into a hornet's nest was slowly parked.

Crimson filled the car.

Only two people staggered out of the car.

But soon fell to the ground.

"Is this escape?"

Perce looked stunned.

Happiness came a little too suddenly, and Pells couldn't accept it for a while.

"This is just the beginning."

"These are just temptations, the real attack hasn't come."

"We are the bait."

"So are they."

Rosslow maintained the posture of leaning out before, and immediately said after seeing Perce's expression.

"how do you know?"

"Aren't you a doctor?"

Pers asked almost subconsciously.

"Who said that doctors can't know this?"

"Isn't everything obvious?"

"We act as bait to attract those who have bad intentions, and those guys will naturally send corresponding personnel to attract Master Lothar Eleven, or to be more precise: temptation!"

"They can't determine how much power Master Lothar 11 has in Area F!"

"And our presence just gave them a chance!"

"They will keep testing!"

Ross Luo spoke very quickly.

"Then, what about us?"

Pers stammered and asked, a bad premonition came to mind.

"We just want to beat these temptations!"

"Don't give them a chance to test!"

"Or give them the wrong information, and strive for the best chance for Master Lothar 11! It's like two swordsmen in a duel, whoever reveals the flaw first will die without a place to be buried."

Peers looked at Roslow's determined face, even his radiant eyes, and the whole person was about to cry.

He understood what Roslow said.

But just because he understood it, he was worried about his future.

Do not!

There is no future!

There is a dead end ahead!

Pers thought desperately.

But in desperation, Pells was still a little curious.

"Are you really a doctor, Roslow?"

"Why do I see you as a dead man."

Pells asked.

Rosslow didn't answer, but Beard answered.

"Roslow is a doctor, of course."

"I was saved by him."

"But in the previous incident, he and I were chased and killed at least 5 times. Maybe he is not as good as you in fighting and shooting, but in some other things, he has already grown up, but you don't have to worry, I believe that after this incident, you will grow as well."

Beard, who was driving, glanced at Pells in the rearview mirror, comforting with his own words.

I thank you for your comfort!

growing up?

Don't die to grow!

To die is to sleep forever!

Poor me, I haven't really raised a cat yet!

Pers looked at the roof of the car without a word, and then hugged the most important cat litter in his salute in his arms.

In this cold and cruel society, only this cat litter can give me a little warmth.

However, before Pers could feel the warmth of the cat litter too much, he threw a few heavy objects into his arms.

A shotgun.

A bullet chain.

Two grenades.

Perce raised his head in surprise.

It happened to meet Ross Luo's solemn eyes.

"The battle isn't over yet."

The 'doctor' said and looked behind him.

Behind their car, more cars appeared.

And different from the previous forced stop method, this time, the opponent opened fire before.

Bang, bang!

Da da da!

The bulletproof body kept vibrating, making an unsupportable moan.

Pells crawls into the back seat almost instantly.

"How to do?"

The 'contact' roared loudly.

"Fight back!"

Rosrow, who pulled the trigger again, said it as a matter of course.

Perce was stunned.

He didn't know where Roslow's right came from.

Aren't you afraid?

Don't you fear death?

His heart was full of doubts, but at this time, he couldn't open his mouth to ask.

He can only pick up a grenade, pull the ring and throw it out.

boom!

Pells is a complete bummer.

But good luck.

The shrapnel from the grenade completely covered the two vehicles, causing the two vehicles to tip over and fall to the ground. One of them also caused a series of collisions with subsequent vehicles.

"Nice job!"

Rosslow cheered Pells loudly.

In the doctor's opinion, although Peres is usually a little cowardly, he is still reliable at critical moments.

Look, now is the proof.

Pells had absolutely no idea what was going on.

He cautiously stuck his head out and looked back.

When he saw that the pursuer was blocked again, the 'contact' tried his best to speak indifferently.

"Of course, I'm a professional."

After that, Pers began to regret again.

What am I talking about?

Isn't it okay to say that if you don't die, you have to suffer for your face?

How did I start again?

Pells, in regret, began to clench the shotgun in his hand.

Things have come to this point...

I have no turning back!

Hold on!

I'm going to hold on too!

I want to live to the end!

Pers gritted his teeth and thought.

Then, the 'contact' raised his gun and aimed it at the vehicle that was chasing again.

boom! boom! boom!

The peculiar sound of shotguns echoed through the streets at night.

A large area of ​​shotguns that almost do not need to be aimed at, and vehicles that keep chasing and desperately trying to get close, have made Pers repeatedly meritorious.

And the grenades thrown from time to time make the pursuers in the rear complain.

However, over time, more and more vehicles were chasing from behind.

Even, there is a dense feeling.

"Did they get all the cars in the city?"

Pers said impatiently.

Then, pull the trigger again.

click! click!

The sound of the hammer blowing empty made Pers' complexion change. When he found that the ammo chain was also empty, Pers's expression became extremely ugly.

He turned to look at Rosslow.

"I'm out of bullets!"

Rosslow replied.

Ruined!

Pers wailed in his heart.

Beard remained calm.

"Don't panic!"

"because……"

"There is always a way out!"

Beard said that and started to slam on the accelerator.

He aimed at a warehouse in front of him and rushed over.

hum!

The car crashed into the warehouse like a runaway horse.

boom!

With the sound of the warehouse door flying, the car disappeared into the shadows inside the warehouse.

The chasing cars arrived one after another.

They parked their cars in front of the warehouse and got out one after another.

Then--

Boom!

There was a deep and powerful engine sound like the roar of a beast.

The ground still trembled a little.

The pursuers looked at each other.

Just when they were at a loss, a behemoth rushed out of the warehouse.

A steel body, rolling tracks, and a double-muzzle turret.

Chariot!

Bang, bang!

boom! boom!

The muzzle fired a salvo, and the two shells fell into the pursuers, and the flames rolled immediately.

"Beard, how come there are chariots here?"

Pers, who had just fired, asked Beard excitedly.

"I used to be a security advisor to the 'Send family'."

Beard explained vaguely.

Pells didn't ask questions.

At this time, in the chariot, he has an absolute sense of security.

He adjusted the muzzle, aimed at those chasing, and kept pressing the fire button.

The automatic reloading system allows Perls to fire unscrupulously.

Suddenly, the pursuer changed from hunter to prey.

People turn their backs.

Miserable screams.

The form was reversed almost in an instant.

Rosso sighed in relief.

Pells even shouted loudly, venting the pressure just now.

Only Beard, who was driving, looked solemn.

The previous mutation not only made his physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people, but also caused an extraordinary change in his perception, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid Schilling's several ambush.

And this time, in his perception, a sense of danger that far surpassed any previous time appeared.

"get off!"

Beard said decisively.

Rosslow obeyed without hesitation.

Several times of life and death, he completely believed in Beard.

Although Pells hesitated, he immediately followed after Rosslow got out of the car.

And just as the three left the chariot—

scoff, scoff!

The sound of severe corrosion appeared!

The three turned their heads to look at the chariot.

I saw that the chariot, which was incomparably strong in the eyes of ordinary people, was melting at this time.

A cloud of dark green liquid adhered to the chariot, making the chariot melt like a burning candle.

More importantly, an invisible force bound them, holding them firmly in place.

Even Beard, whose physique is different from ordinary people, is no exception.

Step, step!

In the clear footsteps, a tall woman with a high ponytail walked out.

No complicated dresses, only leather armor and spears.

The streamlined muscle lines make the other party look like a female leopard.

Behind the other side, two people in cloaks, whose faces could not be seen clearly, stood quietly.

One of them raised his hand to face the battlefield.

The other person raised his hand to face them.

Beard, Roslow, and Perce were not fools, they understood what was going on in an instant.

Hidden ability!

The real heritage of the major families!

Hera 10 looked at the three bound decoys and couldn't help laughing.

"You acted as a bait to attract my attention, and then, to increase this attraction little by little, I fell into the tactic of fueling and couldn't extricate myself."

"Very good plan."

"It's a pity to die, I predicted your prediction!"

"I don't increase the power in my hand little by little, but at the beginning, I overwhelmed all the power!"

"so--"

"I won!"

Hera 10 announced.

Her gaze swept across Beard, Rosslow, and Perce.

At the bottom of Hera 10's heart at this moment, she has already begun to think about how to pry open the mouths of the three to get more information about Lothar 11.

Of course, after knowing everything, she will use the three to make some deals with Lothar 11.

To maximize the benefits, why not do it?

However, the eyes of these three people are a bit strange.

Why are you always looking behind me?

This is……

Bloody smell!

Hera 10 was puzzled at first, but when she smelled the blood, her reaction was extremely fast. Instead of turning around immediately, she quickly rushed forward two steps before turning around. In an instant, he aimed the spear behind him.

but!

When Hera 10 saw the scene behind her clearly, her whole body trembled, and she almost let go of her spear.

In the moonlight, a hockey mask emerges from the shadows.

The knife in the opponent's hand pierced the chest of a 'Hidden' of the 'Hera Family', and the other hand was pinching the neck of another 'Hidden'.

Click.

In the sound of crisp bones shattering.

Jason's eyes turned to Hera 10.

Immediately, Hera 10 felt that she was being targeted by a mythical and legendary beast.

She felt it.

asphyxia.

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