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: Very Regretful

Tuk tuk duk… There was a knock on the door.

Kimura Mifune waited anxiously outside the door. He had adjusted his clothes many times, for fear of appearing disheveled.

After a while, he heard voices coming from the room, and the door opened.

He walked into the topmost and most secret room of the building.

This place is like a small museum, with pieces of exquisite artwork separated by transparent glass on the walls on both sides.

From the handicrafts of the Wan Yao Kingdom to the fairy treasures of the Ming Kingdom, as well as the historical relics of the empire from the Allied Kingdoms.

Just putting these collections here will make people feel infinitely satisfied.

But the person lying in it at this time is an old man who is dying.

Mito Raiichiro is seventy-three years old this year, considered an advanced age.

But this age is not too high at all. In this inhuman world, there are plenty of old monsters who live to be hundreds of years old.

But his congenital condition, heart deformity, relying on the replacement of artificial heart to support him to this day, he waited for a full thirty years for a suitable transplanted heart, when the light came from behind, he was sitting on the bed. The weak figure split in half and fell on the ground.

Kimura stared at his toes, not daring to look directly at this old man standing in a high position in Yingzhou.

“LookCome on, you’re not here to deliver the good news. ” Mito’s voice was tired and old.

“I’m very sorry, Mito-sama.” Cold sweat dripped from Kimura’s forehead: “Except for a little accident, originally, we were close to succeeding, but, but… that girl, she miraculously recovered…”

“A miracle?” Mito Raiichiro raised his eyes: “But what I heard is that she won’t survive tonight.”

“That’s right, but after that man arrived, she got better not long after.”

“man?”

“That’s right… it’s Sakurai Si’s current guardian in name. He got the signed document of the girl’s father from somewhere, and he almost defaulted to being the guardian. We investigated his identity and found that he was only from the Ming Dynasty. He had a simple network of connections. A younger sister who is studying at Far Eastern University, his younger sister is underage, so he acts as a temporary guardian…” Kimura eloquently reported the results of the investigation in the newspaper.

“So?” Mito asked in a low voice, “Or what does the heart I want have anything to do with it?”

“This, this…” Mifune Kimura hesitated and couldn’t answer. Under the tremendous pressure, he knelt down on the ground with his forehead on the ground: “Please give me some more time, I will definitely find a way.”

“go out.”

“grown ups……”

“go out!”

Kimura was driven out of the house, the door was closed, and he looked devastated.

In the closed collection room, Mito Raiichiro held his heart and coughed weakly. He asked, “How long can I last?”

A figure came out from behind the artwork cabinet: “Three days.”

Mito put the ventilator on his face and took a deep breath: “You go.”

“With extracorporeal circulation, I can survive 24 hours.”

“Before that, go and get the heart. Remember, there must be no damage.”

…

That night.

A group of people sneaked into the general hospital quietly.

This group of people is fully armed and professional. They are completely different from the bastards in Jidao. They are unified and orderly, and they carry a lot of modern weapons on their bodies.

Not only are they equipped with sharpened tactical knives, but they are also equipped with live ammunition.

They don’t look any different from terrorists, they all wear masks that cover their faces.

They were not many in number, but they had a clear division of labor. The hospital was quite quiet late at night. They quickly sneaked into and suppressed the duty room from bottom to top.

The security guard on duty was drinking goji berry water with a thermos cup and listening to Dahe TV series, when he was robbed suddenly, he didn’t react to anything, the gun was on his head, and he was hit in the back of the head with a hard object in a direct French military salute. After getting through, the poor clothes were stripped off, and people were stuffed into boxes.

After the security department was completely suppressed, all information was quickly blocked.

Yingzhou Hospital, which has not yet fully modernized, does not have sufficiently advanced security measures and one-button alarm triggers.

After all, this is an era when even mobile phones are still regarded as… However, this group of people is well-equipped enough to successfully attack the US military base at night.

Although the development of electronic equipment is rapid, in the firepower of individual combat, just a few decades cannot make a big difference.

On the way, there were brave doctors and nurses on duty who thought about resisting and sounding the alarm, but even a few cock crows did not arouse the desire of this group of people to run into the drug ring.

But when the muzzles of the swarthy guns were aimed at them, their courage immediately changed into another tougher attitude.

“I’ve tied myself up, you’re busy, you’re busy…”

Some even slammed their heads against the wall forcefully, knocking themselves out.

The people who came here obviously did not intend to kill people. From entering to controlling the situation inside the hospital, it only took less than a quarter of an hour.

It is indeed well-trained. It is difficult for ordinary mercenaries to reach this level, and there are only first-class international mercenary groups.

“The suppression is complete.”

“The only thing left is to capture the target.”

The militants talked in a low voice, using only a few words, and more gestures.

Some people felt that it was really relaxing, and they started talking about jokes.

“Try to finish as soon as possible, and then evacuate. Now I can catch up with BBQ when I go back.”

Immediately, someone responded and whistled.

The two militants came to the door of the ward on the fifth floor and quietly opened the door. It was not locked, and the room was also pitch black, with only a few soft instruments emitting light.

A dark-skinned militant walked in first, but after just two steps, he stopped immediately. At the same time, he clenched his fist with his right hand to warn his companions not to come in, and raised his gun at the same time.

Because there are people sitting there.

The moonlight shines on the room through the window, and the young man’s back is facing the moonlight, which is like a full moon.

He was sitting upright on the chair. He had been closing his eyes to rest his mind before, and he only looked at the hospital bed when he raised his eyes. He didn’t seem to notice the intruder, or rather, he noticed it, but he didn’t pay much attention to it.

The militant asked in a low voice, “Who is it?”

Bai Wei looked sideways: “You guys broke in without authorization, and you don’t even know who I am?”

“No matter who you are, raise your hands and lie on the ground!” He threatened, “Otherwise…”

Pulling the safety catch of the firearm, he pressed his finger on the trigger, as if he might shoot at any time.

The young man seemed to have foreseen this result, and sighed: “Alas…”

The militants were impatient and roared, “Get down!”

Bai Wei raised his finger: “Shh! Don’t disturb the patients to rest, don’t you want to think about what time it is?”

The attitude was calm, but the militants felt a strong sense of contempt, irony and disdain.

This made him feel unhappy,It made him feel uneasy again.

He holds a gun in his hand, and he can pull the trigger at any time to beat people into a sieve. Anyone who sees them will feel fear, but there are also very few people who are not only not afraid at all, but even laugh contemptuously. Firearms are very scary , but a submachine gun is not enough to sweep the world… because it ignores the mystery of the laws of physics and can override it.

Is this young man confident or bluffing?

The militant’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he realized that the job this time was not as simple as he had imagined.

But he couldn’t help him to think too much, and he didn’t have time to think too much.

The young man had already stood up, his back was facing a round of full moon, when he left his seat, a tall figure filled most of the window, splitting the moonlight, as if dotting the huge eye outside the window like a beast. Hitomi.

And what this eye is looking at is himself!

“Don’t come here!” the militants roared.

Bai Wei didn’t approach at all, but just stood by the bed with his back leaning against the window sill.

“If you leave now, there is still time, and I don’t have to pursue it.”

After finishing speaking, he smiled directly, as if mocking the other party’s stupidity and his own hypocrisy.

“But I don’t think you guys will leave… so you can pretend that you didn’t hear me. I’m just performing a routine greeting. Out of humanitarian considerations, persuading surrender is a cumbersome but necessary prerequisite. It would be very troublesome to inquire about the last words one by one.â€

The militant’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he asked with difficulty: “What are you talking about, what does it mean?”

“What do you mean? It means…”

“I deliberately stayed here until late at night, just to wait for you.”

“In order to snatch a heart from the little girl’s chest, you have gone through so much trouble… I deeply regret this.”

The young man looked solemn and sincere like a priest mourning for the dead: “Really, I am very sorry.”