Talikova's mouth opened into an O shape as she looked in disbelief at Lola, who had walked out of the cave. The aura on her body was still weak, but it no longer had the aura of death that had enveloped her. The unnatural blush on his face had completely disappeared. His face was still a little pale, but his eyes had already regained their usual brilliance. Talikova threw Hubble aside and ran over. She first circled around Lola and hugged her tightly.
She buried her head in Lola's chest and said, "That's great, Lola. Are you really okay? "
"It's fine." Lola said affirmatively.
"How exactly did that person cure you? You looked very serious just now." Talikova raised her little face and asked.
"Well …" Lola looked at Allen, who had walked out after him, and smiled indifferently, "This is a secret."
Talikova revealed her two fangs and said, "I hate secrets the most!"
Allen also laughed. Suddenly, he felt something and looked forward. A ball of black mist silently surged out, and then Belmore emerged from the mist. He first looked at Lola, then revealed a meaningful smile. Then he looked at Allen and shrugged, "Let him run away."
"Who is it?"
"Human." "I only fought him once," Belmore said, "but it was enough. It was a man, probably under thirty years old. He had flaxen hair, wore glasses, and looked cold, but his hands were very hard. Moreover, he is very good at stealth movements, and his speed is also very fast. I chased after him for dozens of kilometers, but I still lost him. "
Allen nodded, "There are few people here. Humans shouldn't be active in this area. If we appear here, then we can basically be sure that the other party is coming for me. "
Everyone turned their gazes to him in unison.
Allen said solemnly, "Because the target he wanted to snipe should have been me."
Hundreds of kilometers away from the valley where Allen and the others were, there was a small ball of fire flickering in the mountains. A group of stinger dogs saw the ball of fire and let out a choked whimper. Suddenly, the stinger dog seemed to be frightened by something. It clamped its tail and quickly climbed down the hill, disappearing into the night.
A moment later, a man climbed up the high ground. Rice cursed softly and waved his hand. A stinger's head rolled to a nearby bush. "These blind things really think I'm a vegetarian if I don't teach them a lesson."
The stinger dogs had been following them for a while, but after tonight, they probably didn't have the courage to continue following them. Because they already knew that Rice and the others weren't delicious prey, but creatures even more dangerous than them.
The sound of wind could be heard in the darkness. Rhys narrowed his eyes as a faint shadow rapidly approached. A moment later, his adjutant, Dill, came nearby with a sniper rifle on his back. Seeing the burn marks on Dill's body, Rice's eyes became a little dangerous, "Mr. Dill, if I remember correctly, Mr. Dill. My previous orders should have been to track, search, and keep a close eye on our target. There shouldn't be any battle commands in there, right? "
"I acted on my own." Dill admitted generously.
Rice looked at Dill with a headache. His adjutant was definitely a problem. Moreover, he had asked for this trouble himself. Back then, he had personally brought up this indifferent bastard from the death row camp who was even more indifferent to himself. The torture methods that Rice was proud of didn't work on Dill at all. After all, no matter how brilliant the torture method was, it would only work if the target was afraid of fear.
For someone like Dill, even if Rice wanted to kill him, he would still stretch out his neck to make it easier for his boss. Rice rubbed his forehead and said, "You'll probably give me an explanation, my dear Mr. Dill?"
"At that time, the target was with two Hulma women, one of whom clearly had a good impression of the target. From the target's emotions and behavior, I made a simple assessment. If I make a move on that woman, it will trigger a reaction from him. At that time, there is a 70% chance that I can kill him. " Dill reported like an emotionless machine, "But in the real fight, the target's reaction deviated from my expectations, so I messed up."
"Seventy percent of you made a move? You can inform us, and then we can sneak up. At that time, our lovely Mr. Allen was probably riding that Scarlet Ghost Woman happily. Wouldn't it be better to kill him when he was having a good time? " Rice shook his head again, "Damn it, why is he with Scarlet Ghost? That's why I hate accidents the most."
"No matter what, I messed up. According to the rules you set, I must accept punishment. "Dill suddenly flipped his hand and a dagger appeared. Before Rice could agree, the dagger had already pierced into his chest. He pulled it out, and the blood arrow almost splashed onto Rice's body. Dill wanted to stab again, but Rice's hand had already caught him. He asked doubtfully, "There are still two more slashes?"
"Forget it, let's talk about those two slashes after the mission is over. I still need your ability now. You cripple yourself first. What the hell am I going to do? " Rice frowned, "Hurry up and stop the bleeding. Then go inform that idiot Donne. Now is not the time to sleep with a woman. Maybe we should set off."
Rice nodded, "We only need forty minutes to travel a hundred kilometers. But it can be predicted that the other party will definitely leave. "
"It doesn't matter. We'll catch them eventually as long as we hang behind them."
Just as Dill had predicted, when Rice's team arrived at the camp where Allen and the others had rested, the campfire had long since extinguished. However, there were still leftover barbecue left on the stone barricade, as well as a few stinger dog skeletons beside it. While Dill was looking for Allen, Rice stared at the skeletons as if he was fascinated. Donne scolded, "What's so good about a few skeletons?"
"What do you know!" Rice cursed, but there was a gentle smile on his face, as if he was looking at his lover's naked body. He stretched out his hand and gently touched a skeleton. He put his bloodstained hand to his mouth and sucked, "These pitiful stingers have all been skinned by humans."
"Nonsense, could it be that those dogs can shed their skin by themselves?"
"It's not that simple." This time, Rice didn't care about Donne's words. "Look carefully at these bones. The texture on their surface is so clean that there's not even a single knife mark to be found. What does this mean? This means that the guy who performed a boneless operation on these dogs has an exceptionally deep understanding of the structure of living things. Every knife followed the veins of the muscles, unraveling the skin and flesh of these dogs was as simple and fast as pulling down a zipper on a piece of clothing. Donne, if you still don't understand what this means, I think you can go to hell. "
Donne's expression finally changed. He looked like even his head was full of muscles, but after all, that was not the case. The bald colonel still had some brains. If the person who fell the knife had such exquisite saber skills, then these saber skills would definitely not be so comfortable when they were used on the human body. Just the simple thought of replacing the stingers' skeletons with human bones was enough to make his face pale.
A moment later, Dill returned. "I found a cave. They should have stayed there. And this … "
He spread out his hand. In his palm was a warhead. Naturally, it was the dirty bomb he had shot out. "I found some blood in the cave," Dill said. "It's the Scarlet Ghost woman. I hit her, and there's not a single drop of the genetic collapse potion left in the dirty bomb. Apparently, at the moment of impact, the needle had already pressed the potion into the woman's body. But we didn't find Scarlet Ghost's corpse in the cave. "
"Maybe they took it away, or maybe he likes to play with corpses like Donne." Rice made a bad joke.
"No." Dill directly denied his boss's idea. His straightforward and merciless approach made Twain laugh sinisterly, causing Rice's teeth to itch, but he couldn't blame Dill. Dill was such a person. Even if he was killed, he wouldn't change. Blaming him would be powerless. Dill said seriously, "I tasted the blood she left behind and got some vague information. I don't know what they did, but I'm sure that Scarlet Ghost is not dead and is very healthy. "
"You mean, our gene potions are ineffective against Scarlet Ghost?" Rice frowned. This was not unusual. After all, the guy who developed the potion also designed it based on the genetic structure of most creatures. If Scarlet Ghost's gene chain was different from a wide range of known creatures, then it was reasonable for the potion to not work.
"No, that's not the case." Dill denied again, "I could feel that the woman's aura had indeed changed at that time. In other words, the potion worked. But if she survives, it can only mean that she or the target has something that can reverse the collapse of the gene. "
'"Scarlet Ghost isn't that smart. They're just savages. It must be our Mr. Allen. This is getting more and more interesting. If he has that thing in his hand, I believe it's worth more than his life. "Rice rubbed his chin." Looks like we need to revise the details of our operation a little. "
"You don't have the right to do that," Dawn shouted.
"Yes, I don't have the right. You can kill me if you're unhappy." Rice said bluntly, "But baldy, it doesn't say we can't earn some extra money during the mission. Don't tell me you haven't done this before. "
Twain shrugged his shoulders, "Then I want 40% of the proceeds."
"Thirty percent, if there's that thing, I'll only give you thirty percent."
Dawn snorted and did not refuse, tacitly agreeing to Rice's distribution. Rice clapped his hands cheerfully and said, "Alright, everyone, cheer up. I want you to open your eyes and find our Mr. Allen! "
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