Thousands of Hearts

Hum! !!

Suddenly, a huge blue and white plasma exploded across the corridor.

Countless currents are like storm whip, sweeping every open space densely.

When the dazzling light exploded, it also brought a huge amount of heat and impact.

Higudx opened his mouth and yelled, but to no avail, his powerful physical fitness appeared to be vulnerable under the bombardment of this high-density plasma bomb that was enough to destroy the entire corridor.

This type of high-density plasma bomb, commonly used in ambush armored vehicles and tanks, can completely destroy an armored combat vehicle.

This is still the power in the open area.

But now, used by Wang Yiyang in the narrow dark corridor, his power immediately caused an indiscriminate clearance.

In a large amount of electric light and high heat, the wall was melting, and the wall lamp was blown up and burned for the first time, turning into a scorching black.

A stream of black-red liquid dissolved on the ground, and black smoke was rising from the edges.

The explosion continued for seven or eight seconds before the current and white light slowly faded away.

Only high temperature and melting ground magma is left.

Before long, there was no movement around.

Wang Yiyang was in pain, and felt that his bones were broken. The brain was also groggy, and there was severe pain in one arm, which seemed to be broken.

Although miserable, he managed to save his life. Although a little bit, but alive is the biggest gain.

For a long time, he looked up and suddenly was surprised to find that the surroundings of the villa bedroom had been restored.

The intact bedroom around him showed that he was in the same illusion again this time.

The hand that was just injured has returned to normal. As if the fracture just happened was just an illusion.

"It's okay!" Wang Yiyang felt relieved, knowing that the trouble had finally passed. He quickly checked his equipment.

Sure enough, there were no records of the use of previously prepared weapons and protection systems.

Obviously, the war was just a test.

This battle seemed very simple and smooth. In fact, in order to prevent himself from being hypnotized, his cognitive deviation occurred, and he directly dropped the bomb and bombed himself.

As a result, even when he wore several layers of high-strength protective clothing, he was almost blasted by the explosion, and that Higudax was bound to die.

"This is the power of technology" Wang Yiyang stood up and sighed.

No matter how powerful the hypnotist, in the face of absolutely mechanized isolated battles, they will encounter the embarrassing situation just now.

No matter what kind of sensory hypnosis they start with, they will be converted into another signal by the instrument and then restored by distortion.

Hypnosis is a technique with extremely high accuracy. Once distortion occurs, the result is failure.

Wang Yiyang recalled a series of strategies that he had just made and felt fine. Only then refocused on the data bar in the lower right corner of the field of vision.

‘Identity trouble has been lifted. Coming back in five seconds. ’

Behind is the countdown. From five to one.

These are the records left before.

But Wang Yiyang is more concerned about the following content.

Although Roy's troubles were resolved, there was no reward.

"According to the premise of rewards on the data bar, you must master the entire heart of Shen to get the reward of this identity."

Wang Yiyang pulled the data columns one by one to review the previous records.

"It's clear now, that is to say, every identity must have a troublesome task and a reward task.

Sometimes these two tasks are combined into one, sometimes they are independent. "

Wang Yiyang started to pull down, ready to look at the end of the current data column.

Before he could pull it to the bottom, all of a sudden the entire data bar started to flick wildly.

A large number of data characters are like garbled, flowing down like a waterfall.

After about twenty seconds, all data started to slow down.

Alas.

The data bar suddenly stopped and stopped completely.

‘Initialization is complete, brass-level identities are generated’ A new line of characters emerges.

After two seconds.

‘Identity is generated and loading begins’

As last time, all the characters in the bottom right corner disappear all at once.

After about two minutes.

A low electronic synthesizer sounded slowly in Wang Yiyang's ear

‘You like to hear the sound of the wind. Because it's empty and safe. ’

‘You like to hear the sound of fire because it ’s hot and warm. ’

‘You like listening to people ’s voice because it ’s lively and vibrant. ’

‘You like to listen to all living voices because they are alive and true. Unlike yourself, it's cold like a body. ’

‘You have been working for your organization for fifty years, killing countless lives, and your skills are perfect and perfect, like the highest art.

But no matter how perfect the art, you are tired of it.

Now you just want to remain anonymous, find a quiet town, and enjoy everything you ever wanted.

Wind, fire, people, and, alive. ’

‘Identity mission: feel alive, feel life. ’

‘Mission Completion Reward: Randomly get a top skill as the killer Li Weishi. ’

‘Warning: Once an identity is generated, it will be permanent. ’

‘Warning: How convenient are the benefits of identity, the risks that accompany them will be equal. ’

'caveat:

1 You still have three days to prepare, and you are about to face the huge dangers that follow from the Mister Group.

2 You still have six days to prepare, and you are about to face the threat when you are the killer Li Wei. ’

"Killer?" Wang Yiyang looked at the display on the data bar quite unexpectedly.

And it seems that he is tired of killing and intends to return to the ordinary top killer.

He carefully checked the information in the data bar to make sure that he read it right, and then sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the arrival of identity skills.

Within a minute, a large stream of vague and real skills soon poured into his brain from an unknown place.

Wang Yiyang grunted and couldn't help lowering his head.

Although he has received many such infusions of identity skills, he is still a bit uncomfortable.

After all, it was a few decades of memory, all compressed into just a few minutes, into his mind.

It is also normal to have such symptoms.

The memory instillation lasted for five minutes and was completely completed.

Wang Yiyang shook his head and felt his vision blurred.

He simply got up and went to the bathroom in the bedroom. He stood in front of the mirror, turned on the hot water, and then wiped his eyes with a wet wipe.

As he wiped, he slowly began to sort out the new memories in his mind.

Killer Li Wei.

This time the identity was a bit unexpected.

It's not that this identity is unexpected, after all, Wang Yiyang is already mentally prepared for what identity this identity system opens up.

It is because of the identity of the killer Li Wei that the world and age in which he is living are quite long.

In his memory, Wang Yiyang remembered that Li Wei was born in a place called Xenora.

There are mountains, rocky walls, no plains, no desert, only countless huge rocks and strange ancient statues.

These rocks and statues can be seen everywhere, and together they form the strange atmosphere of the entire Senora.

The organization that Li Wei joins is the most powerful and famous killer organization in the dark of this cult.

The name of the organization is organization, which is simple and straightforward.

Li Wei was abandoned from the age of three, and was picked up by the organization and joined.

The various assassination techniques he learned from his childhood were all cold weapons. Blow arrows, daggers, daggers, bayonet, machete, crossbow, army barb.

Everything, all cold weapons.

It is not that the organization does not want to train hot weapons, but that it is in an era where only cold weapons are available.

Wang Yiyang's hands trembled a little, came out of the bathroom, poured himself a glass of milk again, and put it in the heating box to heat it.

The heating box is an instant heating kitchenware similar to a microwave oven. It is cheap and easy to heat. It is one of the most commonly used appliances in the home.

But at this moment, it is clear that Wang Yiyang, the heating box, has used it many times and is accustomed to it.

But the memory from the killer Li Wei still made him feel an irresistible freshness.

Because of Li Wei's time, there was no heating box.

"The task this time is to feel alive, feel life? It seems simple, but without specific details, I am afraid it is not so easy to complete."

Wang Yiyang frowned slightly, feeling a brand new emotion in his heart.

This is the emotion that belongs to Li Wei.

He is over seventy years old. In the organization, the killer who is over seventy years old is already very old.

After all, in the backward country, the average life expectancy of most people is only 50 or so.

"Also, the identity this time, and the trouble it brings at the same time, seem to be different from the other times."

Wang Yiyang took a closer look at the identity troubles brought by the killer Li Wei and the identity troubles caused by the previous identities.

He noticed that the troubles caused by the previous several identities were added to the data column with adjectives such as 'serious' and 'giant'.

This time it did not.

Just a common phrase.

‘You still have six days to prepare and you are about to face the threat when you are the killer Li Wei. ’

"interesting."

Wang Yiyang took the milk out of the heating box and took a sip of it while taking advantage of the heat.

The rich milk made him warm from the mouth to the throat to the stomach.

"It seems that identity is troublesome and not necessarily serious every time. And identity reward tasks are not necessarily all dangerous types. There are also such bland daily types."

"In addition, we need to resolve the identity trouble as soon as possible, so as to avoid more and more identities, more and more troubles, there may be omissions and insufficient preparation.

Trouble is different for different identities, so try not to let the trouble accumulate.

Wang Yiyang looked at the data bar and drank his milk with a sip.

It was just dawning.

An antique bookstore in the outskirts of Nelson.

Taoer Buffett, slowly took off the top hat on his head, took off the black glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wiped it gently with a silk scarf.

After cleaning his glasses and putting them back on, he carefully lowered his head and inspected his clothes again, smoothing out the folds. Then he put his hat on his chest and slowly walked into the bookstore in front of him.

In the old bookstore, there was only a young female clerk who had just arrived and was wiping the dust off the shelves with a dry cloth.

When Taoer entered the door, he looked at the wet floor that had just been dragged on the ground, and the footprints he entered were clearly visible under the reflection of the water stains.

This made him a little apologetic.

"Hello, young girl, is this Mr. Fallian Gith's shop?" He asked softly.

Strangely enough, Taoer is obviously an 80-year-old white-haired old man, but his voice is like a young man, thick and magnetic.

There was some strange attraction in the voice, so that the female clerk who was wiping the dust of the bookshelf stopped involuntarily and looked at Taore.

"Yeah, this is Mr. Farian Gisse's bookstore, may I ask you?"

She looked at Taore, and the gray-haired old man in front of him looked as old as her grandpa. But those eyes are like young people, full of wisdom and vitality.

"I'm a friend of Mr. Fallian Gith, may I ask if he is in the shop now?" Taoer whispered.

"I also don't know. This shop was just bought by Mr. Fallian Gisse. I just came here to work, sorry." The female shop assistant replied apologetically.

"It doesn't matter." Taoer smiled. "When will he come?"

"He, he's here!" The female clerk was about to answer, and suddenly she saw a slender figure walking slowly into the door.

Taour quickly turned and looked at the man who came into the door.

"Mr. Lowy?" He stared at the pretty woman who entered the door with a hint of hesitation.

The woman is hot, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, wearing electronics that seem to be projection glasses, a large black mask, and a wrist watch that shows the heartbeat frequency.