Overturned Tower

At that moment, "Alice" had a strange feeling.

Even though there is still Mr. Driver in front of her, even though there is still black window glass in front of her, even though there is still a black linen strip tied around the man's eyes...

——Kai Lisi can feel very clearly that the person that person is staring at, and the person she is looking at is herself!

Even though he couldn't see his eyes at all, and there was no expression on his face, he could still feel the compelling sharpness.

That is the decisiveness that only those who put life and death aside, only those who have let go of everything and made the final decision.

The kind of sharpness that can make the most vicious person still choose to avoid it after being silent. It only takes one look to know that this person is no longer going to live.

But at the same time, he didn't want to die just like that.

Instead, he longs to fall like a comet, so that people can witness his passing... to let everyone see clearly this last and most magnificent death.

It's like putting on a bomb vest, pressing the loose fuze in your hand without hesitation, and then walking towards the target calmly. While on the road, he suddenly saw something interesting, cast his gaze in that direction, and met "Russell" at this moment—

Silent and heavy, dangerous and deadly.

What Russell felt was this level of danger.

Just "looking at each other" with that person, Russell clearly realized the essence of the other person's personality.

It was also at that moment that Russell instinctively sensed the other party's identity.

- He is the "sheath"!

Russell's biological father on the blood level, a man he had never seen since he could remember.

There is no reason, and there is no basis... Russell's instinct and blood are calling.

Although Russell has never seen the other party in this outfit, even when he was a child, he has never seen a photo of the sheath on Alice's side, and he has never seen a recent photo of him...

However, at the moment of the first meeting, Russell still recognized him immediately.

But the sheath seemed to be unresponsive...

He just took a deep look at "Alice", and then casually flicked the iron sword in his hand. The blood stained by the owl's head spilled out on the ground like a crescent moon.

Then, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air like a ghost!

"Fuck, awesome!"

The driver who was still cursing and dodging earlier praised wildly in a cracked voice: "God's grace, this dude is so cool!

"Misses, have you seen it? I bet he is the next hero. He is no more masculine than Ultramarine? Kill as you say... Well done! Fuck! Why is there blood after beheading? Can it be sprayed vertically upwards?"

The driver cursed and boasted. Even though the seat belt is fastened, the body is still shaking violently back and forth, as if listening to intense rock music.

He used a high-pitched voice and rapid gibberish to cover up his previous fear, and used violent movements to relieve the stiffness of his body—it was the body instinct that thought he was going to die, and thus became cold and sluggish.

The driver didn't dare to smash the steering ball, so he smashed the table hard.

He was so hard that the edge of his palm was red. And the pain also aroused his rationality a little bit, making the trembling frequency of his fingers a little lower.

"God's grace... I survived again! Every **** day!"

The driver cursed at a high frequency, and began to shake his legs subconsciously.

He was still excited, or fearful—he reached out and pressed the projection screen on the co-pilot, and looked at the two ladies in the rear seat through the rearview mirror: "Great, I'm still driving the driving recorder! You guys Look at this video I recorded...I'm going to post him on the Internet now! I feel like this wave will be popular...no, it will definitely be popular!"

His face was flushed, as if he was drunk.

While shaking his legs violently, the driver spoke nonsense in high spirits: "Damn it, this man saved me! That black whirlwind is psionic power, right? It can blow people more than 20 meters away. Blow the bullets away? Grass, why is it broken at this time?!"

As he spoke, he patted the old projector hard.

After a burst of snowflakes, the previous video was shown in front of them.

Starting from the group of people holding submachine guns and shooting at the cars parked at the intersection, screams and firing sounded together, and the traffic flow that was originally stationary at the intersection became chaotic in an instant, followed by seven or eight car accidents at the same time .

The next moment, the driver suddenly froze.

Also stunned were Alice and Delphinium—

—Because in that video, there is no man with a sword at all.

All I could see was a black storm rolling up that day, falling like a thunderbolt, blowing the crowd away.

And the man whose head was cut off by the scabbard did not see the blade at all—his head, as if he had pressed the eject button, detached from his body and flew straight up.

Although the crescent moon-like blood was also sprinkled on the ground, the sword was still not seen. Even if you can't even see the blood thrown out... a bloodstain just appeared on the ground out of thin air.

Like, he was a ghost that didn't exist from the very beginning.

Just like that, it disappeared from the image.

Seeing this, Alice suddenly patted Delphinium's hand.

She held out her hand, the inside of the wrist facing up. Delphinium has become a little proficient now, she pulled out a data cable from her arm and connected it to herself.

【Look at the monitor, right】

Delphinium answered before Alice could speak.

It's an intersection, it's a highway—it's unmistakably monitored. Not only are there, but there are eight.

The plate on Delphinium's left palm was slightly hot, and she stretched out her hand and pushed out a row of azure blue light curtains that only she could see.

Then she flipped through it quickly, and it took less than three seconds to turn up the corresponding monitor screen. And by the way, he stole and opened the video that the driver showed her.

The picture taken by the driver's driving recorder is in the middle ~www.wuxiahere.com~ together with eight monitoring pictures arranged in a nine-square grid.

The time axis is automatically aligned, and then playback starts in sync.

Immediately afterwards, Alice saw clearly—

In any monitoring, the "sheath" is completely invisible.

There was never that person. There was no **** sword either.

If it wasn't for Russell, Delphinium, and the driver all having a common memory and confirming that the details were correct, Russell would even think that he was too nervous and had hallucinations.

The "sheath" is like a ghost or a monster that can only be seen with the naked eye...

Like a youkai named "Kama Itachi", a black demon wind rolled up, and cut off the head of the leader of the mob in full view.

—But he himself cannot be seen by these mechanical things.